At the foot, there was a knife, which fell from the unconscious guard last night. She picked it up subconsciously. For the first time in her life, she took a knife.

As she approached step by step, Wu Xian suddenly opened her eyes and showed an incredible color of fear.

It was a cloudy day.

yesterday's autumn tiger faded overnight, and the sky was gloomy, as if it was about to rain. When the wind blows, the withered and yellow leaves of the old peach tree fall to the ground one by one. They spin slowly and fly up, but they can't fly high. Finally, they can't get rid of the gravity and fall to the ground, turning into mud.

In this world, how many people, how many things, are not willing to be swallowed by the dark??

However, in the end, they can only fall into infernal hell and become the mud trampled by people.

Xia Ji looks at the leaves on the ground, and her hair is stained with some leaves. She has long black hair, barefoot and white feet. She is stepping on the green slate, holding a knife in her hand, and her face is flushed It's not anger, it's not hatred, it's not the afterglow of a long night No one can tell what it is.

Originally, when she opened her eyes, she was so fresh that no one knew. Over the years, she sat alone in the high wall of Luyuan prison, rarely sleeping all night. In addition to the stories told by the old palace maids, the words taught her, and some strange ancient books Everything else is very lonely. In the long night, she often opens her eyes until dawn.

But someone gave her such a night - she thought it was Ziling.

Wake up so happy, even eyes.

But Ziling is not here.

She was so frightened that she couldn't find him anywhere, so she remembered that he was in the Posthouse ten miles away.

Just like before last night's parting, she always felt very scared, as if a terrible disaster was coming to her - now, it came after all.

Wu Xian stared at her fearfully, but she avoided his eyes.

This indifference scared him more than she was about to rush over. He wanted to call her, but his lips were so dry that he could not say a word.

Xiaji's eyes shift, the familiar place, the familiar kite has no trace. When she looked at her right hand again, the emerald finger on her ring finger disappeared Even the palm of her hand She spread out slowly It's like some broken and messy fragments one by one in front of us

"Do you know? This is the ability of the vampire to recover the wound automatically. Since then, every time you are friendly with me, every time you feel pain... "

"Ji Wuxue, you haven't tasted the taste of copulating in mid air..."

She looked up at the sky outside the deer garden. The blue sky of the past has become very overcast and heavy, just like a rolling thunder is about to blow up in the air.

"Ji Wuxue..."

She suddenly turned back, as if there was a snake tail behind her. The flush on her face faded instantly, and she was very white.

Wu Xian was so frightened by her terrible look that he couldn't even care about Yungong's healing. He said incoherently: "Ji Wuxue Fairy It's me It's me Do you remember me

She suddenly walked over, and the movement was so fast that it startled him.

She reached out and said, "give me back the trigger."

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