I cross the cold pond

Xu Ziru raised his eyes to look at him, he couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was his elder brother or a monster possessed by someone else.

He tightened his cheeks, tore off the layer of tulle that the two of them hadn't talked about all this time but knew it well, and asked calmly, "You killed He Zhen's family?"

Yan Qinghe didn't show any surprise or doubt at all, and just replied lightly: "No."

Xu Ziru frowned and started to walk forward. The light rain didn't stop, and Yan Qinghe held an umbrella and walked beside him silently to hold an umbrella for him.

"Who could it be?" Xu Ziru said to himself.

Yan Qinghe looked calm and remained silent.

Xu Ziru walked forward blankly, the rain dripped down the umbrella eaves, Xu Ziru silently stared at the drops of falling water in front of him, and then suddenly there was a loud rumbling sound in his head.

——Shen Di once chatted with himself in the He family mansion like a joke, An Xi looked at Lao Cheng's actual age in his early twenties, so he must be younger than himself, how could it be possible that he opened his eyes this time only five or six years old, but he is already more than ten years old?This is He Zhen's dream. He has a gentle and kind wife and a lively daughter that he is looking forward to. Everything is created according to his thoughts. How could he let Anxi grow up so many years for nothing? To be his godson?

Xu Ziru slowly rubbed the cloth on his body with his fingers, and his mind completely calmed down.

——At noon, He's house was destroyed, and after he opened the door and entered, it was obviously not long before the official came to the door, and someone must have reported to the official.

This person will be and will only be the only survivor in his He family.

Xu Ziru turned his head to look at Yan Qinghe, and Yan Qinghe turned his head to look at him.

"rest in peace."

Xu Ziru frowned and spit out these two words.

Yan Qinghe's expression remained unchanged and he did not speak.

It could only be Anxi, the strange figure in He Zhen's dream. He may have heard what he said to He Zhen that day, thinking that after massacring the whole family, he would get the Nuwa stone.

He wants Nuwa stone...

Xu Ziru stopped and looked at Qinghe River.

——Like Yan Qinghe, he was possessed by a demon.

"What is he going to do?" Xu Ziru asked silently.

He was talking to himself, and didn't want Yan Qinghe, who was silent beside him, to talk to him, but Yan Qinghe unexpectedly replied: "Go to Tianji Gate, open the Exorcism Abyss, and release the monsters imprisoned in the Exorcism Abyss. "

Xu Ziru looked at Yan Qinghe in surprise: "What did you say?"

Yan Qinghe looked back at him silently.

Xu Ziru became even more confused, his mind was full of questions to ask, but he still picked out the main point and asked: "You mean he is at Tianji Gate now?"

Yan Qinghe seemed to ponder for a moment, before uttering two words without changing his face: "Not here, dead."

Xu Ziru hasn't reacted yet: "What?" After asking, he reacted, his face changed, "You killed him?" After finishing speaking, he sank his heart and explained by himself, "Because he wants to open the Exorcism Abyss to release the demons." Monster, did you kill him?"

Yan Qinghe did not answer immediately.

After a while, Xu Ziru was no longer ready to wait for his reply, and asked himself as if talking to himself: "Why did he release the monsters from the Exorcism Abyss? Is there any point?"

Yan Qinghe thought for a long time, and finally explained slowly: "He died outside the dream, and he wanted to release the monsters in the exorcism abyss to open the Kunlun mirror, and follow these monsters to break the Kunlun mirror to leave the dream, and then live in this body in the dream. come over."

"Will he still be a human being like that?" Xu Ziru asked.

Yan Qinghe was silent, his eyes drooped slightly, and his thick eyelashes cast a circle of shadows under his eyes, he thought for a moment and replied: "No."

Xu Ziru's brain was jumping when he was excited by his "no", he stared straight at Yan Qinghe, he was a little suspicious, his brain was a little hot, he asked: "Did he tell you this?"

Yan Qinghe raised his eyes and looked at the misty surroundings, with a careless expression on his face: "Yes."

"Has the Exorcism Abyss been opened?" Xu Ziru asked under his throat.

Yan Qinghe responded: "It's open."

"Where are the people from Jimen that day?" Xu Ziru felt his voice a little hoarse.

"died."

The tone of the banquet's speech made people feel like a small flying insect on the side of the road died.

Xu Ziru's eyes widened unconsciously, with disbelief, his brain was trying to restrain himself, but he couldn't help but blurted out: "You drove it, he drove it?"

Yan Qinghe withdrew his gaze, staring at Xu Ziru with a concentrated expression, and said calmly, as if it was not a big deal: "Me."

Xu Ziru raised his hand and waved his fist, his voice was anxious and angry: "Are you crazy?!"

Yan Qinghe didn't dodge when he was hit, he punched his cheekbones, he was unsteady and staggered two steps after receiving the force, and the umbrella in his hand was also tilted to the side.

After a while, the umbrella that had deviated from it came back straight again, covering the heads of the two of them impartially again.

The free breathing sound was like a bellows, and his face was full of unbelievable.

Yan Qinghe's knuckle-knuckle fingers held the handle of the oil-paper umbrella, and the place where his cheekbone was hit instantly became red and swollen. He stroked the wound very casually with his index finger, staring at Xu Zizi's eyes like something The black mist is rolling and boiling.

His tone of voice was still calm, but it didn't sound like a human voice to Xu Ziru.

"How could I kill He Zhen and let him leave smoothly? If he leaves after death, this dream will collapse. How can I be willing?"

Xu Ziru was still panting heavily, he thought that Yan Qinghe must have been corrupted by monsters, and he was out of his mind at the moment to do such a thing.

Xu Ziru's mind was spinning rapidly, and he was thinking very seriously about the way to break the situation. He must not let the monsters who instigated people do what they wanted, and let them go to the present world through the Kunlun mirror.

He reached out and pulled his hair, looking for the only possibility: "Nu Wa Stone."

Let Yan Qinghe leave normally with the Nuwa stone in hand, and no one will think about "resurrecting from the dead" through the Kunlun Mirror, is it all right?

Is the nuwa stone still there?Xu Ziru stared at Yan Qinghe with a pair of bloodshot eyes.

Yan Qinghe raised his hand, spread his palm in front of Xu Ziru, and even coaxed with some flattering voice: "Don't be angry, do you want it?"

In his hand was a thumb-sized cinnabar-colored bead, with an indescribable brilliance faintly flowing in it.

Although Xu Ziru never knew what Nuwa stone looked like, when he saw it, only three words "Nuwa stone" remained in his mind.

He raised his hand and grabbed the back of Yan Qinghe's hand, let Yan Qinghe hold the Nuwa stone in his hand, and then said angrily: "You have the Nuwa stone in your hand and don't go out directly? You want the monster in the dream to take you out, Yan Qinghe Qinghe, have you completely lost your mind and been controlled by these nasty and disgusting monsters?!"

Yan Qinghe looked at Xu Ziru in silence.

Xu Ziru's face is full of anger, he is actually very good tempered, when he was outside he was laughed at by others and he never really took it to heart, but now he is full of anger.

He seemed to suddenly understand at this moment, Yan Qinghe's mood when he saw him after six years and found that he had a monster on him.

It's better to be heartbroken and sad.

Xu Ziru squeezed his finger holding the Nuwa stone, stared at Yan Qinghe's eyes sincerely, trying to win back his senior brother from the monster: "Yan Qinghe, do you believe me? You must not die, you hold Nuwashi, get out of the dream, and you will definitely wake up."

Xu Ziru suppressed his voice, trying to gently coax Yan Qinghe, "Don't listen to the instigation of the monsters in this dream, they are demons, how can they be trusted?"

Yan Qinghe heard the words but tried to tilt his head to kiss him.

Xu Ziru tilted his head, Yan Qinghe only kissed his face.

Yan Qinghe didn't care, and lightly rubbed against Xu Ziru's face, then picked up the hand holding the umbrella, hooked Xu Ziru's chin, and kissed Xu Ziru's lips.

Xu Ziru didn't dodge any more, and stretched out a hand to caress the back of Yan Qinghe's head for a moment, he stroked the back of Yan Qinghe's head, and continued to persuade with a warm voice: "Little Senior Sister, Third Senior Sister and Uncle Liu, everyone believes so Are you right? Surely you will not be corrupted by this monster, right?"

Yan Qinghe pressed his forehead against his, still silent.

Xu Ziru leaned over and kissed him: "I believe you too, Senior Brother.

I believe in you more than they do. "

Yan Qinghe hummed from his nose.

Xu Ziru's palm slowly stroked the back of Yan Qinghe's head, and when the palm was pressed close to the back of Yan Qinghe's neck, he pressed Yan Qinghe's head on his shoulders forcefully, Xu Ziru turned his head and rubbed Yan Qinghe's ear: "I love you , you know, brother?"

Yan Qinghe didn't respond, but the Nuwa stone in his hand was brightly lit.

The expression on Xu Ziru's face was slightly paused, and there was some strange helplessness in the corners of his eyes, but his tone of voice became lighter: "You are still alive to feast on Qinghe, and go out with the Nuwa stone.

Go back to Tianji Gate, they need you. "

The Nuwa stone in Yan Qinghe's hand shone with dazzling light, and the bright light seemed to tell the two of them—go back, it's time to wake up from the sweet dream.

Yan Qinghe put his head on Xu Ziru's shoulder, and it took him a while to make his first sound: "They say you are dead."

"..." Xu Ziru was stunned, and after quickly sorting out his emotions, he opened his mouth and coaxed, "I'm not dead."

Yan Qinghe raised his head to look at Xu Ziru, his eyes were red, he stared at Xu Ziru for a long time, then turned his head and kissed the corner of Xu Ziru's mouth, he pondered for a moment and added: "I saw you die in front of me with my own eyes. .”

After he finished speaking, he loosened his hand holding Nuwa Stone, and the dazzlingly bright cinnabar-colored ball rolled to the ground, and then rolled forward for a long distance.

After being exposed to the rain for a while, it lost its light.

Xu Ziru walked over quickly, bent down to pick up the Nuwa stone on the ground, and turned around to look at Yan Qinghe in disbelief.

Yan Qinghe was still clinging to the beige oil-paper umbrella in one hand, and after rejecting Nuwashi's guidance, he unexpectedly asked, "Don't you use an umbrella when it rains?"

Xu Ziru walked back under the umbrella under the drizzle. He lowered his head and grabbed Yan Qinghe's hand, stuffed the Nuwa stone back, and let him hold it again. Said in a tone: "Think about little senior sister, think about Liuli, think about everyone in your Tianjimen."

Yan Qinghe said indifferently: "What do I think they are doing?"

Xu Ziru said: "Don't be instigated or seduced by this deceptive monster.

They lie to you because they are locked in the Kunlun mirror and want to escape. How can you believe it? "

Yan Qinghe insisted on going his own way to the point of being puzzling, he asked back: "How will you know if you don't try?"

Xu Ziru pursed his lips, he even wanted to slap all the water out of Yan Qinghe's brain, and he withdrew his hand that was holding the back of Yan Qinghe's hand tightly.

Yan Qinghe hooked his finger, hooking two of his fingers.

He lowered his eyes and entangled with Xu Ziru for a moment, then raised his eyes, and his eyes had recovered calm: "I just want you to live."