Inside the hall, the situation was only worse. The Dragon King had really made a thorough plan this time. He first poured out the powerful ones with poisoned wine, and then sent someone to set fire to the mountain. As long as there were disciples in the Tongming Hall, they would immediately encircle and suppress them. In this way, the inside and outside are fragile.

Seeing that there was a little female handyman in the hall, the dragon king guarding outside stood up and swung with a knife. “Clang” sounded loudly. Everyone only felt as if they had cut something extremely hard, and the tiger’s mouth was extremely painful. Looking at it, who was there in front of him? All the swords were cut on a sudden boulder, and even a seal was not cut.

The people looked back suspiciously, and the wind behind them lingered. The dragon king and the mountain master were still fighting in the air, and half of them did not.

It was at the moment of suspicion that when listening to the bursts of killing in the Tongming Hall, it seemed that the disciples of the Mountain Lord did not react to what had happened until this time. They shouted and took out the weapons they were wearing and what was left in the hall. Not many actors are fighting. Those who were scared or trembling finally finally cheered up, although they could not help, but they could also play a sap or something, and the advantage gradually moved closer to the side of Kaori.

“Boom” with a loud noise, the heavy hall door was knocked down from the inside, the disciples rushed out of the blood, and once again battled with the dragon king guarding outside. At this juncture of life and death, no one can remember the immortal magic he learned on weekdays. The sword is the most direct weapon. Even Fu Jiuyun also grabbed a long knife and immediately cut down four or five people.

Because of the fierce fire outside, Fu Jiuyun was afraid of spreading to his courtyard. Seeing that the Dragon King was about to lose, he simply made a move and turned to run to his residence.

“Nine Clouds!” Zuo Zichen suddenly shouted at the back, “Qin Chuan wasn’t by your side ?!” His tone was extremely harsh, as if to blame him for failing to value her.

Fu Jiuyun glanced at him blankly, seeing that he was still holding the dying Xuanzhu in his arms, and could not help but chuckled: “Holding others in your arms, who are you asking?”

Zuo Zichen shut up and said nothing.

Fu Jiuyun stopped for a while before saying: “I’m afraid that the fire will burn to the backyard. I’ll go find her.”

The voice has not fallen, the person has turned into a white light, and he went away in a blink of an eye.

Xuan Zhu leaned softly in Zuo Zichen’s arms, looked up at him, and his voice was weak: “Zichen … you, don’t go, stay with me …”

Left Zichen pursed her lips, turned and placed her in a safe corner, and whispered: “I have a detoxification pill here, you take one first.”

He put the pill in her hand, but she dropped it, raised her hand and hugged him tightly, sobbing: “I don’t want any detoxification pills! Just keep it! You stay!”

Zuo Zichen broke her arms apart, picked up the pill and forced it into her mouth, coldly said: “Don’t take your own life as a joke!”

Xuan Zhu closed his eyes, only to cry in silence, and after a long time, he whispered: “She’s gone … she doesn’t want you, why should you still want to find her? Do you have no eyes? People who have been with you all the time Who do you not know? Is it necessary for me to die before you understand? “

He didn’t speak, just gently patted her shoulder twice: “You take a break, I’ll go find someone.”

Xuanzhu suddenly opened his eyes and stared at him sharply, said sharply: “Zuo Zichen! You obviously forgot everything! You obviously can only live by me! How can you be so ungrateful ?! You go find her What’s the use? Guoqiu’s hatred is here, do you think you can go back to the past? “

Zi Zichen silently for a moment, suddenly lightly said: “You also know what I have forgotten, what national hatred hate? Do you know who she is?”

Xuanzhu choked, suddenly regretting that he had lost his word, bit his lip, and looked at him with grief.

Zuo Zichen did not wait for her answer, got up and left. She called fiercely dozens or hundreds of times in the back, and he still didn’t even look back. This has always been the case before, no matter how good she is to Zuo Zichen, he has never reviewed himself, he is always Di Ji Di Ji Di Ji. Now that he has forgotten everything, he still doesn’t have her in her heart, only the inexplicable little handyman.

It seems that she was born to lose to Emperor Ji, no matter how good she is, no one wants to see her. She had not tasted the warmth between human feelings, but first realized the coldness of the people’s hearts; did not learn to fall in love with someone, but first understand the taste of bitter envy and hatred.

Xuanzhu covered his face, tears flowing down from his fingers.

When she was crying most sadly, Fu Jiuyun faced the empty courtyard with a sullen face. Zuo Zichen caught up and saw this situation, immediately turned away and said, “I will look elsewhere.” The voice suddenly shivered and came all the way. I saw corpses everywhere, some were hacked to death by swords, and some were burned. Dead, will there … have her?

Fu Jiuyun seemed to be thinking the same thing, almost rushed out of the door almost instantaneously, searching back and forth along the same path carefully. Suddenly, a half-length gray dress angle was exposed in a burnt tree bush, which was what Qin Chuan often wore. His heart almost stopped, holding his breath out of the scorched corpse in the bushes. The corpse’s face was so ruined that nothing could be seen, and the clothes on his body had already turned gray, but it was tied around his waist. The purse was miraculously undamaged.

Fu Jiuyun clenched his hands tightly, staring at the purse: a leather bag, a tendon rope, and a lame leaf embroidered on it. Qin Chuan always keeps this purse carefully in his arms. There are no more or less in it. It will always be a silver coin and a broken wooden comb.

He heard a buzzing sound in his brain. For the second time in his life, he felt completely dazed and boundless in fear.

Zuo Zichen had many vague dreams in the year when his eyes lost light. The content of the dream can’t be remembered, but the color of the dream is vivid.

It was a bloody red fire, burning like it was going to devour everything in the world. There is a familiar and unfamiliar glass palace in the flame, and there are groups of demons dancing on the flame, eating the people who escaped from the palace bit by bit. He was awakened like this from time to time. That year, he was fragile and sensitive. He could not remember anything and could not see anything. Only Xuanzhu served him tenderly, accompanied him, and told him it was just a dream, and there was nothing to care about.

Yes, it is just a dream, it doesn’t need to be read from time to time. To this day, he sees Mount Katori covered with flames for the most part, vaguely, and actually feels a kind of fear from the bottom of his heart. It was not a dream. He had experienced such a fire, and he even remembered that he had had a great despair.

He was restless, and he had been restless since just now, wandering in flames blankly. He came out to find Qin Chuan, but inexplicably walked up to the Yemei Pavilion on the top of the east mountain. The surroundings were extremely quiet. Only the crackling sound of the flames swallowing the trees, the smoke blocked the line of sight. .

Turning about to go back, suddenly a sharp eagle crowed in the air, followed by a giant eagle flapping its wings, and drilled out of the sea of ​​fire, the speed of the arrow just fired, whirling in the air , Enron stopped not far away.

Jumped on a girl, wearing a red dress, stronger than the color of the flame. Obviously it was a rich black hair red dress, but there was no trace of vulgarity. She looked so delicate and clear, and her bright eyes even had a naive and charming smile.

Zuo Zichen shivered for no reason, and suddenly heard the sound of his heart stopping, like a piece of ice breaking a seam, and even making a crisp sound.

Her face, her smile, as if a sword pierced into the bottom of her heart, the ice covering the surface of the memory was instantly crushed, and the innumerable images could not wait to get into his mind, he even thought his brain would know So he split and took a step back, covering his forehead painfully.

She seemed to be surprised to see him here, with a light smile, and whispered: “This is the highest, right? Good things are generally placed in the highest place.”

Zuo Zichen did not know where to get an impulse, rushed to hold her shoulders tightly, trembling: “You … Emperor Ji …”

She was not surprised by the titles of those two words. She leaned her head and looked at the thick smoke behind him that covered the sky. Her voice is very light, without the cold spring-like coldness of Xuanzhu, but it seems like a gentle breeze: “You admit the wrong person.”

Zuo Zichen didn’t hear her whisper, his head almost burst, his body trembling with pain.

Whether he wants it or not, he can’t resist the impact of the long-lost memory return. The pictures flash clearly, and he is still a young boy. His eyes are slightly cold, full of thoughts, and it is not easy to get close.

I remembered……

Thinking about seeing her for the first time on the balcony, she jumped a song of Dongfeng Peach Blossoms. She was still a 13-year-old slender girl. After hiding half of her face in the gauze, she only showed a pair of bright eyes.

Remembered that he didn’t know her identity, waited for a day and night on the balcony, and finally waited for her, courageously to hook up, and found a very lame excuse: I seem to have seen you somewhere, very familiar.

Remembered that she took the initiative to hug him, she had no mature body, but she was close to him regardless of everything. The two hugged quietly, sitting on the window sill and looking at the morning sun, and then no one noticed when it was dark, he secretly left again, so as not to be noticed by the guards.

Also remembered … thinking of her desperate and cold anger, scolded him sharply: Shameless thief! Then swing the sword up. His eyes were blind because of this.

Remembered so much and wanted to tell her so much, but he couldn’t say a word. The people in front of me began to blur and deform, and the smoke of the flame gradually became indistinct. Zuo Zichen shook his head, clutching her sleeve, whispering: “Di Ji ……”

‘S words are gone, and the person has collapsed to the ground.

Qin Chuan put away the silver needle in his hand and turned blankly, unmoved. Somehow, I suddenly remembered the time when Xuan Zhu was crying and fainted a long time ago. It was about the most uncomfortable thing in her life. She grabbed her flap and shook her lifelessly, and she almost kneaded her into noodles.

Xuanzhu then scolded her sharply: You are a cruel and ruthless woman! how dare you? ! How did you succeed? !

Qin Chuan squatted down, quietly looking at Zuo Zichen’s sleeping face, his hand still clutching her sleeve, which could not be broken. She looked at it for a long time, and suddenly lifted her hands to tear off her sleeves, her lips twitched slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but finally shook her head and said nothing.

She lifted her foot and kicked three times in the seemingly messy grass on the ground. The stone door of Yemei Pavilion thundered and opened. Xuanzhu didn’t lie to her, this is the real place where the mountain owner piled rare artifacts. The Wanbao Pavilion and the underground treasure trove are nothing more than petty acts. If it wasn’t for the Dragon King’s sudden trouble this time, she didn’t know how long it would take to find an opportunity to bypass the strict surveillance and come to the Yemei Pavilion.

Qin Chuan untied the cowhide purse on his waist, heaved it in his hand, and walked into the stone gate without hesitation.

In the coldest month of winter, the Baihe Dragon King made a mess in Kaori Mountain and was swallowed by the mountain owner into a beautiful meal. Hundreds of disciples and miscellaneous servants in Shantou Mountain were more than half dead and wounded, and the houses destroyed by fire were also more than half. In the same month, no one found that the treasure on the top floor of Yemei Pavilion, which had been sealed for hundreds of years, was gone. At the same time, a small handyman left Shantou Mountain and never came back.

Qin Chuan ’s name was recorded in the roster of death handyman. Zhao Guanshi led the other handymen who survived and burned some paper money and clothes to the deceased. Only Cui Ya cried the most sadly, and she never saw her dear one again. Sister Chuan