Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

Seeing the man in black with his head lowered and coughing again, the woman in red panicked a little, knelt down and moved her body forward, calling out in a low voice with sad eyes: "Master..."

I couldn't hear the answer I wanted for a long time, a bruise flashed across the pale face of the man in Xuanyi, and for some reason he suddenly became furious, pointing his blood-stained fingers straight at her face, his back seemed to be bent by something suddenly General, forced himself to suppress the cough in his throat and roared.

"I've already said that, but you still refuse to tell me, are you going to make me kneel down and beg you?!"

"My lord, my subordinates don't dare!" Seeing that he was angry, the woman in red immediately panicked, not daring to hide anything, "Subordinates just say it!"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Luoyu could clearly see that whether it was the Miao girl Qi Ya who was kneeling on the ground, or the pale-faced man in black clothes standing beside him, there was a little more relief in the bottom of their eyes, the only difference was that The eyes of the man in black were a little more relaxed and hopeful, but the eyes of the Miao girl in red were only sad and unbearable, and her voice was intermittent and hesitant.

"Actually, in fact, it is only necessary...to keep that person's body intact within seven days, and to be martyred alive by the person closest to him, so that the next life can be guaranteed...to be closely followed."

Live martyrdom.

Hearing these two words, Jiang Luoyu's pupils shrank suddenly, and she quickly turned her head to look at the person around her. She had a terrible guess in her heart, her fingers trembled so much that she could barely lift her hands, and wanted to touch that person's pale and cold cheek. But because he is just an innocuous bystander, nothing can be changed.

Zhaomin... what are you going to do?

No, don't do stupid things... The one in the previous life was cruel, heartless and fell in love with the wrong person, and he didn't even remember your existence. He just died of his own stupidity, and he didn't deserve you at all...

The bottom of my heart seemed to be completely burst by something in an instant, and the black jade-like eyes stared at the person who was only a short distance away. Only by clenching the roots of my teeth, could I not let myself be overwhelmed by the sudden fear, and my mouth opened and closed. He wanted to tell, but he knew that it would never reach that person's ears--

The previous life has long since dissipated like a cloud of smoke, and what remains here now is just a lingering obsession in this life.

As if he understood everything in an instant, he couldn't help but raised his head and laughed silently, but illusory tears fell down the corners of his eyes, passed through his slender and transparent fingertips, and landed beside him Bird sleeves.

The man in black couldn't see him, but his eyes moved slightly. After getting the answer he wanted, his body swayed unnoticed until one hand clenched the stone pillar beside him, so that he wouldn't be at this moment. Falling to the ground: "The closest person, who are you referring to?"

"Naturally, it must be a blood relative." Since the red-clothed Miao girl opened her mouth, she seemed to have given up trying to persuade the man in black clothes. Her slender fingers were powerlessly clenching the bright red skirt, her eyes gradually turned red, but she never shed tears. "If they are not blood relatives, there is only one choice."

The man in Xuanyi suddenly let out a smile, and his tone in the darkness was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry, but he fell lightly to the ground: "Husband and wife?"

Qi Ya lowered her head weakly, her voice choked up: "My lord..."

"Within seven days... that's enough, let's prepare the things for the ghost marriage."

Seeing what he said just now, the man in Xuanyi was about to turn his head and leave. Qi Ya seemed to be unable to bear the fact, and suddenly straightened up

He cried out sadly: "My lord, even if you don't care about your own life, there are still... people waiting for you in this world! And Miss Xiao, you..."

"Miss Xiao, what does it have to do with me?"

The man in Xuanyi turned his back to her, as if because of this sentence aroused anger, after coughing twice, he paused every word in a cold voice.

"She was just the woman my uncle forced me to order. I was afraid that I would be lonely for the rest of my life. Now that almost all the people in the Murong family in the imperial capital have passed away, I am like this. I don't want to Marry her, presumably she is not willing to marry me. I have said long ago that since I have missed him in this life, I will not marry anyone again. When the revenge is avenged, what does it matter whether it is life or death?"

The voice broke suddenly here, and a gust of wind blew past him, raising his thin clothes and long hair, as well as the vague tone of tenderness.

"What's more... as long as I can be with him, whether it's life or death, I'm happy."

After saying this, after the man was silent for a long time, he finally raised his hand and waved it lightly, signaling for Chia in the red dress to step back. Chia's lower lip was bitten white, her eyes were full of tears, but Not daring to disobey the order of the person in front of him, he could only bow down to him, straighten up after stumbling, and ran towards the opposite direction of the corridor with his lips covered.

The man in Xuanyi did not look at her running back, but exhaled a long breath, stood up straight with some effort, lowered his dark brown eyes, turned around and walked slowly through the long corridor and the hanging flower door, Raising his hand, he pushed open a heavy and complicated carved door, and held on to the door frame somewhat unbearably.

Before the carved door could close, the cold wind from outside the house blew in. The biting cold made the thin and bone-boned figure froze slightly, then lowered his head and coughed again hoarsely and difficultly. After coughing a few times Blood oozes from the pale fingers that cover their lips, and the faint smell of blood and the aroma of plum blossoms in the corner of the wall envelop, like a thin layer of fog.

Jiang Luoyu stood on the same spot, only two arms away from him, the cold wind could not shake the phantom clothes, but at this moment, he froze in the same spot, chilling from head to heart.

So that's the case... This is the reason why he was able to be reborn after death, and met that person again after opening his eyes again.

Murong Zhaomin, you are really hard on yourself.

He stared at that figure for a long time, until he couldn't see anything clearly in his eyes, and his heart was a bloody mess, but he walked in that direction unconsciously, approaching slowly step by step, his illusory fingertips stretched out but couldn't touch it. When he reached the corner of the man's clothes, he could only cautiously stop behind him, and little by little spread his arms around the thin and inhuman figure who was taller than him.

Gently resting her head on the man's shoulder, not letting her illusory limbs see through his black clothes, Jiang Luoyu bit her lower lip tightly, shaking uncontrollably, tears dripping down her long eyelashes Fall, without a trace.

"Zhaomin...I'm in so much pain..."

It hurt like hell.

The man stood there quietly, letting the invisible people surround him without any response, until after a long time, he finally turned around slowly and closed the carved door, and the Arhat who was sitting by the window bent down On the couch, her dark brown eyes were already dim, and she couldn't see clearly, but she was inexplicably gentle.

Jiang Luoyu stared at his every move, her black jade-like eyes were covered with a layer of mist, she lowered her body and followed him on the couch and sat beside him, following his gaze, she saw the scene not far away. Cong Xuemei was in full bloom, watching the man stretch out his hand with great difficulty, pale fingers

The tip brushed the soft petals of the plum blossoms growing under the window, and murmured: "Pear blossoms..."

The plum blossoms are bursting, and the pear blossoms are like snow.

Jiang Luoyu blinked her eyes, forced herself to hold back her tears, and couldn't help stretching out her hand again, wanting to hold that thin and cold hand—I've held the hand for an unknown amount of time in this life, but in the previous life I held it. It was hard to look back into that person's eyes any more.

"Do you still remember the pear blossoms that year...it bloomed so beautifully that people will never forget it in two lifetimes..."

The person surrounded by him didn't speak, the hair that was blown up by the wind smelt of blood, brushed against Jiang Luoyu's illusory cheeks and fingertips, not only did he tighten his arms carefully again, but he couldn't even pull out a smile ——This person in front of him is thousands of times better than that person, why did he fall in love with such a fool in his previous life, and even sacrificed his life for that fool?

Is there a chance to start over again in this life, is it for him to dissipate his resentment, or for him to meet the person in front of him early?

He was thinking in a daze, until the man raised his hand to close the carved window, leaned on the arhat couch and closed his eyes wearily, he still didn't fully think about what happened before him.

"Let me dream of you at this time, knowing that you will be buried with me, and I finally realize that you are the reason for my rebirth—Ke Zhaomin, is this God's punishment for me?"

He slowly lowered his body, his thin red lips brushed against the ferocious cheeks of a person who was leaning sideways and closed his eyes, but no matter what he wanted to say, he couldn't reach the person's ears: "Look, it makes me dream of you like this, and I regret that I can't make up for it. Isn't it just punishing me for being blind, why can't I see you?"