miss you day and night

Holding a transformed sword in his hand, it is one of Shisan's usual double swords, with a bright red mark on it, and a thick black mist emitting from it,

She was frowning seriously at first, but when she saw the people around her clearly, her expression relaxed a bit, and a little surprise appeared in her eyes,

"Really, really? Is that you?"

Mu Xueqing's consciousness was occupying the top, and she hadn't had time to merge with Tang Xue, but she just relaxed for a moment, and immediately caught a glimpse of Qianjun in Zhen'er's arms,

The emotion welling up in Zhen'er's heart was like a galloping horse, following her gaze, she immediately handed over the same extremely excited Qianjun to Mu Xueqing's hands,

"Senior Sister Mu! Hurry up and use it, it must be completely over."

Shisi looked at the two people who were looking at each other. Although he was also excited, he still restrained it for the time being.

As long as we win this round, we will have plenty of time to reunite later,

He looked at the black mist that swept across the courtyard, and there were silver and white figures fighting in it,

Thirteen and one person are not enough at all. Thinking about it now, Fourteen held his breath and opened up a path from his spiritual consciousness, taking out his sword that had been dusty for many years,

The word two is engraved on the light blue sword body,

"Like the wind."

Mu Xueqing took the Qianjun from Zhen'er, and obtained the spiritual power accumulated for thousands of years from it, and her aura suddenly increased,

She felt someone moving behind her, so she covered Zhen'er with both hands, and took a few steps back,

"Xueqing, don't worry, it's me."

Fourteen looked at Mu Xueqing who turned around, his face was reflected by the blue streamer, it was clearly the face in his memory, but after thousands of years, Mu Xueqing was in a daze for a moment,

"You, you..."

"Are you really Zhen'er, and Fourteen?" She clearly remembered that she died, and her soul after death walked across the bridge of Naihe with regrets.

So there are some things in the world that are really destined by fate.

"What are you moaning about!?"

Thirteen's voice came over, waking up all three of them.

"If you want to recognize your relatives, wait until the beating is over before you recognize them. Let me come over to help you!"

Zhen'er woke up suddenly, turned his head to look at the cloud of black mist,

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as the monster in the dream. Zhen'er thought about this, and searched hard in his mind, how to defeat a monster like Ju Rong without a body container, what is the core, and where is it?

Mu Xueqing clenched the hilt of Qianjun's sword tightly in her hand, and focused her attention on the attack that rushed out from the black mist. Once Qianjun's sword energy cooperated with the master who matched it, it immediately showed a bigger attack. The power of the sword, the sword light went straight to block the attack that Thirteen was about to hit,

The black mist and the sword light meet, and the counterbalancing forces of the two sides frighten the surrounding things,

Thirteen was also forced to retreat by the noise, and could not help but sigh,

"Qianjun has experienced thousands of years, and the aura that has settled down is really awesome,"

Before he finished speaking, Mu Xueqing floated over, raised her eyebrows and continued, "It depends on who made it."

"Tch, you are still the same as usual." Shisan twitched his mouth, glanced at the awakened person beside him, and sighed,

"You don't know how much I've been quiet after you left, and I'm fine now,"

"I woke up again."

Mu Xueqing stared at the huge monster in front of her, and took a step forward without any fear at all. With the Qianjun in her hand, the tip of the sword pointed straight at the center of Jurong,

"I remember that Jurong's gate of life should be in the very center of it, but at that time, it still had a body."

When Shisi in the distance heard this sentence, his mind suddenly turned, and he thought for a while, almost at the same time, he and Zhen'er looked at each other together,

"I remember that its current body is only Lin Jiamu." Zhen'er looked at Fourteen and said,

"I'll go! I'll go find him, but he's still standing where he was just now."

Zhen'er became excited, thinking that with her current body, she could still help Senior Sister Mu, she immediately ran into the house,

"Really! You..." But Fourteen was a little flustered, and called her from behind,

"So, Ju Rong still had his body before, so if he killed him, he would kill him, but Lin Jiamu is parasitic now,"

Hearing his words, Zhen'er stopped running back,

"Lin Jiamu is just an ordinary human being, and Jurong's spiritual power has faded a lot over the years. If it is not necessary, it will not directly control the body itself." Fourteen analyzed and persuaded, and said to Zhen'er,

"So, maybe, when he came into contact with me before, it might have been Lin Jiamu himself."

Zhen'er hesitated for a while. Now she is a human being with a modern identity. Unlike before, she killed all evil spirits. If she kills Lin Jiamu, then her life as Ran Zhen'er will also be destroyed. Lose,

This is one of the places where Ju Rong can handle them,

With its most disdainful laws of human society,

Zhen'er's heart is a little cold,

When she walked back, the boy's figure was still standing there, Zhen'er hesitated, took a fruit knife from the supermarket counter, and slowly approached Lin Jiamu,

She hasn't noticed yet that the boy's movements seem to be different from just now, his head is no longer lifeless, but looks like he is looking down at something,

Until she stood behind him, Zhen'er heard an inaudible meow,

"Meow meow meow~"

Lin Jiamu's eyes were drooping, and he gently stroked the back of a cat with his fingers. His face was still pale, but shrouded in a moist radiance, very gentle and desolate,

"Is that you, really?"

Without looking back, he asked,

"You finally came to me. I thought you wouldn't come at all."

Lin Jiamu hugged the stray cat in his arms, and slowly stood up straight. His movements were very, very slow, like slow motion in a movie, and it seemed that there was a huge pain in his body, which made him try his best to restrain himself.

Zhen'er looked at his turned face, looked at the kitten he was comforting,

"Look, the kitten's eyes are also green, the same as the one we picked up."

The boy's face was pale, and he smiled slightly,

Zhen'er swallowed, shook the fruit knife in his hand,

Looking at the young man who fell silent in front of him, there was an indescribable sadness spreading between the two,

Zhen'er didn't hide the knife in his hand at all, Lin Jiamu naturally saw it, but they agreed tacitly, the two of them didn't say anything,

The power of Jurong outside the window is enormous. Although Mu Xueqing and the others are still able to handle it with ease, the time drags on and gets longer. No one knows who will win until the end.

"I'm sorry, I can't lose anyone anymore, even if, even if I have to waste another lifetime."

Zhen'er picked up the knife, aimed at the young man's heart,

Lin Jiamu was faster than her, his body seemed to be shining, and he took the knife from her hand,

At the same time, changing one thing for another, Zhen'er felt a fluffy ball being placed in his arms,

"How can I let you come, Zhen'er, I have been controlled by Jurong for so long, life has long been meaningless."

His final smile was bright and relieved,

"Let me give myself a relief."

"There is surveillance here. I committed suicide. Don't be afraid."

After finishing speaking, he held the handle of the knife with both hands behind his back, pointed it at his chest, and inserted it neatly,

Zhen'er covered her mouth to prevent her from screaming, and as the boy's blood spurted out, she knelt down slowly, weeping uncontrollably,

It's all over,

Later, there were loud wailing and explosions outside the window, and after a while, Mu Xueqing and Ten 43 rushed towards her again,

Mu Xueqing picked up Zhen'er from the ground, and hugged her tightly again,

In the black ashes scattered all over the sky, Mu Xueqing, or Tang Xue, caressed Zhener's face and kissed her gently.

"Really, we'll never be apart again, okay?"

The girl's eyes finally regained their brilliance. She cried loudly, hugged her tightly with her arms, and nodded vigorously,

"it is good."