The four men I've been slag have all come to the door

The dream last night was too real, when Jiang Zinian woke up in the morning, her face was wet and there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

He got up from the couch, but he only felt a severe pain in his heart, but also a subtle itching.

He lay in a trance on the bed for a long time, and then gradually broke away from the dream.

He knew that these might be his previous memories.

He unconsciously covered his heart.

Shi Ben has no heart, and should be ruthless.

At this moment, he only felt sour in his heart.

In that memory, he must have been hurt by love.

Some people should not have feelings, but they make them have feelings, which is not a good thing for them, and more, it may be a kind of disaster.

When Jiang Zinian went to gather medicine for Bei Qingru, he was still thinking about the dream from last night.

As he thought about it, he also felt that Beiqing's downfall like this...is it also related to his feelings...

On Bei Qingru's body, Jiang Zinian actually saw something similar to the five-color spirit stone in his dream.

They were supposed to be cold-hearted and ruthless people, but they were unexpectedly moved and understood love.

But the final result was not good.

Jiang Zinian sighed slightly in his heart, he clearly knew that the person in the dream was himself, but he couldn't completely regard himself as the same person as in the dream.

Maybe the memory that has disappeared for nearly ten thousand years, maybe the reincarnation of these lives has already made him too different from him in that heaven, or maybe, he is now incomplete, maybe he is not called him in a complete sense .

Jiang Zinian brought the prepared medicine to Bei Qingru's room.

Bei Qingru still had no energy, her complexion was pale.

He picked up the medicine bowl, sat down beside Bei Qingru's bed, then scooped up a spoonful and fed it to Bei Qingru's lips, Bei Qingru reluctantly opened his eyes and glanced at him, then took a sip.

In the past two days, Bei Qingru's old illness relapsed again, but the wound that had gradually healed opened again.

Jiang Zinian saw that his complexion was getting uglier than the previous few days, but he was worried for a while.

He saw that Bei Qingru's brows and eyes had always been covered with a gloomy look, he thought about it again and again, but this time he couldn't help but said: "Master, what's the matter in your heart?"

Bei Qingru heard his words, her eyes that were closed after taking the medicine, but at this moment she couldn't help but slowly opened them.

Beiqing's eyes were as cold as cold, and he was staring at Jiang Zinian like this at this moment. Although he was ill this time, his appearance showed a sense of weakness, but his lips were as bright as lotus, his eyebrows were cold, and his expression was a little pale. Reserved, pure and lonely, Jiang Zinian suddenly met his eyes, but couldn't help but be moved by his snow-like complexion.

When he focuses on a certain person, he can't help but make people's hearts tremble because of his supernatural appearance.

If a cold-faced person like him can smile, it will make people feel that everything in the world suddenly loses color.

Bei Qingru stared at Jiang Zinian for a long time, finally withdrew her eyes, closed them lightly, and said a little tiredly, "Nothing."

Jiang Zinian knew that Bei Qingru didn't want to talk about it, so he said, "Master's trouble...but it has something to do with me?"

Bei Qingru couldn't help but opened her eyes and looked at him again.

Jiang Zinian saw that he hadn't spoken and was about to leave.

This time Bei Qingru did not remain silent, he spoke, his voice became a little hoarse, "What if it has something to do with you, so what if it has nothing to do with you?"

Jiang Zinian lowered his eyes slightly, and the expression on his face became a little more complicated.

He said: "If it has something to do with me, if Master can use me..."

Jiang Zinian's expression gradually became serious.

"I shall do my best."

This is easy to say, but it is not so simple to do it.

Bei Qing stared at him steadily for a while, then turned his eyes away suddenly, his snowy face was still so lonely and pure.

After a long time, he said: "I have not solved my demons."

When he mentioned this, the tiredness in his eyes deepened a little.

For so many years, Bei Qing was exhausted as if tortured by demons.

He practiced with a pure heart, but the demons in his heart became more and more intense.

Bei Qingru frowned, but there was a dark color in his eyes that Jiang Zinian couldn't understand.

He turned his face away and looked at Jiang Zi again and said, "You want to help me?"

He asked him so seriously and coldly.

Almost instantly, Jiang Zinian remembered the beautiful scene in that cave that day.

Bei Qingru told him at that time that only he can solve his inner demons.

Jiang Zinian looked at Bei Qingru, he was stunned for a moment, and then his face was stained with a thin blush.

"The demon is related to me...?"

He said this in a calm tone, but he seemed to want to cover up his embarrassment, but at this moment his complexion was like the morning glow reflecting the snow, and Bei Qingru looked at the crimson color on his face for a long time.

Bei Qingru's eyes were still cold and clean, as if what they were talking about at the moment was just a very normal thing.

He looked at Jiang Zinian for a while, then nodded.

"The ruthless Taoism, break it first and then establish it, how can you break it if you don't enter into it."

Jiang Zinian's eyes showed a bit of thought, but his fists could not help but clenched slightly, feeling that this was absurd.

Bei Qingru glanced at him, seeing that he finally showed some embarrassment, he turned his eyes away.

Bei Qingru closed his eyes repeatedly, as if he didn't care about Jiang Zinian's answer to his words, and it seemed that he had expected Jiang Zinian's reaction in this way.

He pursed his lips lightly, closed his eyes and rested his mind, as if he just had a casual discussion with Jiang Zinian, but he didn't care about the result.

After a long time, Bei Qingru could hear that the man hadn't left yet, and there was no movement beside her.

He couldn't help opening his eyes slightly.

When he raised his eyes, he saw that the small white face of the person in front of him was flushed at the moment, and there was some imperceptible shame in his gaze.

Seeing him like this, Bei Qing still had no expression on his face, he just looked at him quietly, his eyes were indifferent, like the downcast eyes of the gods of Tianshan Mountain to the world, as light as clouds, with a bit reserved and lonely.

"it is good."

Although Jiang Zinian didn't see many expressions on this short word, only he knew how much anxiety and nervousness was in his heart.

He looked at Bei Qingru, although his face was still blushing, but his voice gradually became calmer.

He said: "Master has treated me with the kindness of upbringing, and I should know the kindness and repay it."

"That's it... If I can eliminate the demons in Master's heart, I will have no complaints."

What he said was frank and sensible, Bei Qingru should have felt relieved when he heard it.

But for some reason, these words made Bei Qingru's heart tingle slightly.

Perhaps, it was precisely because Jiang Zinian said this too frankly, frankly without a hint of intimacy, as if he was afraid of insulting him.

Or, it insulted the master-student relationship between the two of them...

It was clear that Bei Qingru had no expression on his face, but Jiang Zinian could see a bit of coldness and displeasure from his icy face.

He was slightly puzzled in his heart, and he didn't know where he said something wrong?

Seeing Bei Qingru looking at him coldly as before.

He was on the bed this time, with white clothes and black hair, and he was still sick, which added a bit of depression to his cold expression.

But his expression is extremely lonely and arrogant, Bei Qingru's appearance is indescribable in words, and no matter how good the painting is, it can't describe his peerless and arrogant character.

Inside the green gauze tent, he was lying on his side on the couch, his eyebrows and eyes were delicate and ethereal, but there was no trace of ripples.

He squinted at him like this, the green gauze curtain fluttered slightly.

He should be one of the most powerful and supreme beings in the world, but his appearance at this moment is too harmless, making people feel that he is just an ordinary weak human being.

The beauty in the tent.

These words suddenly appeared in Jiang Zinian's mind.

He immediately shook these messy thoughts in his mind, which was really a blasphemy to him...

Jiang Zinian turned his eyes away slightly, and as soon as he spoke, he found that his throat was a little dry.

He said: "Master once said that only I can get rid of that demon..."

Inside the green gauze tent, the sword master in white looked at him slightly sideways.

Jiang Zinian paused for a moment, then continued, "This... is it true?"

The beauty in white was silent for a moment.

After a while, I heard him say "yes".

At the moment Jiang Zi read it, he seemed to understand something in his heart.

But Bei Qingru's words seemed to imply something.

Jiang Zinian's Adam's apple rolled a few times, and with a pull of his fingertips, the thin outer garment fell to the ground.

Bei Qingru still looked at him indifferently, neither stopped nor said much.

He just looks at him.

It was as if, that day in the cold pond, he ordered him to take off his clothes one by one in front of him and wash every part of his body.

Those eyes were clean and not stained with blemishes.

But he would always stain his eyes with some worldly mortals.

I don't know where this relationship came from.

I don't know if it's fate or sin...

If only he can solve it...

It's not bad for him to sacrifice his life to the gods once.

He gently pressed against his body, Jiang Zinian raised his eyes, he saw the man's delicate and perfect chin, he looked at his eyes without a trace of desire, those icy eyes were as beautiful as those on the Tianshan Mountains The most crystal clear and pure snow.

He has always been aloof, and he looked at him with a slight nod of his head and lowered eyes, his appearance was somewhat similar to the compassionate and indifferent god in the sky.

He pursed his lips lightly, his lips were pale.

Jiang Zinian wanted to warm him up a bit, gradually warming up his body and heart.

The two figures gradually overlapped, and Jiang Zinian saw a trace of desire gradually staining those eyes.

Bei Qingru thought that breaking first and then erecting, this is the way for him to break obstacles.

But at the moment when the love was the strongest, Bei Qingru suddenly realized that together with the demonic obstacle in his heart, there was also a heart that had been frozen for thousands of years.

I have always been heartbroken, so I am emotional.

The root of that desire was his heart that was already unwilling to be silent.

In the darkness, Bai Hongqing seemed to hear two voices.

He awoke from a deep, deep sleep.

When the first ray of light entered his eyes, his sanity gradually became clear.

He gradually sat up on top of the boundless blue ice crystals.

Those thousand-year-old ice crystals exude dense mist.

Bai Hongqing almost thought he was still in a dream.

But the overly real touch around him made him understand that this was not a dream.

His water-like ink hair poured on the light blue crystals of ice crystals, dense mist floated around him, his white clothes were like snow, and his skin was like jade.

The radiance of light blue ice crystals shone on his face, making his skin seem to be coated with a lustrous luster.

Bai Hongqing got up from the endless light blue ice crystals, and a faint brilliance circulated around him.

Bai Hongqing looked around, and he found that this is an extremely secret cave, in which there are thousands of snow blue ice crystals that maintain the appearance and nourish the soul, this kind of ice crystal is extremely rare.

Bai Hongqing felt a sense of a world away.

He stood there for a while, and suddenly there was a frown between his brows, as if he remembered something.

Some messy memories filled his mind.

The figure of Jiang Zinian appeared in his mind, and the somewhat vague memory before his death gradually became clearer now.

He saw that Jiang Zinian seemed to be talking to someone...

Bai Hongqing lowered her eyes slightly, and then she seemed to gradually think of something in her mind.

His eyes were slightly deep, he looked into the distance, and muttered to himself: "What is the system...?"

"...What is the mission?"