The gods and the next sign: This dragon girl is not easy to mess with

Chang'an, which has always been prosperous, has not had a single rain since the beginning of summer, and even the moat has dried up.Everything was dead and still, and it was terribly hot.However, a mansion somewhere in Chang'an was shrouded in an imperceptible chill.

"Master. It's the second watch." Outside the room, the servant knocked on the door and signaled.

The man glanced at the woman sleeping soundly on the bed, and seemed to hear her blame softly in his ear again in a trance: "You, you are so desperate to eliminate demons and practice swords, and you don't care about your own body? You know... There are always people in the world who worry about you. .” He sighed lightly, it was to block the evil spirit for him, his beloved wife who died of illness a year ago.He tried his best to let Warlock Fang cast a formation here to lock her soul, and the cold air was emanating from her surroundings.But now, it seems that the formation can't last for a few days.

"Junting." The man leaned over and caressed the side of the woman's face, "This is a perfect opportunity to reappear the thousand-year-old relic. Juanting. No matter what, I will bring you back to life."

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Before reaching the moat, Chi Ying saw the woman in the lavender black robe by the moonlight.

"Fu Que." Chi Ying called out with a smile on his face.

"Chi Ying!" Fu Que waved to Chi Ying, waiting for him to walk in front of her.Before Chi Ying could open her mouth, she said, "Guess what I found out today?! I finally know the reason why Chang'an hasn't rained for months! That's because someone cast a spell in Chang'an, absorbing the cold air from the world, and probably resurrected the soul of the lock. It's wishful thinking After saying that, she covered her mouth and laughed: "I'm so sad, right?"

"Your magic power is low, don't do such a risky thing next time." Chi Ying shook his head helplessly and persuaded softly, but his eyes stayed on Fu Que's wrist.Where the sleeves are not covered, there is a golden light looming - it is unmistakable, it is the relic.The woman in front of me has a relationship with relic.

"I know, I know. I'm not that stupid." Fu Que stuck out her tongue, and put her arms around Chi Ying's shoulders, "I've been running around all day, and I'm exhausted."

Under the shadows of the trees, between the bridges of the moat, a pair of lovers embraced each other and whispered softly.

Suddenly, Fu Que felt a suffocating pain in her chest. She raised her head abruptly. Under the moonlight, Chi Ying had long since lost his tenderness, and his left hand pierced her chest accurately, touching her heart directly. Blood flowed out, stained red. The clothes of the two.

"Why...why." Fu Que looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, her voice trembling from the pain.

"Reversing the world and resurrecting the dead, it's ridiculous, it's wishful thinking, right? But, as long as she gets the relic, she can come back to life."

"she?……"

"She is my first wife. She is my true love. Apart from her, I can't like her any more."

"Beloved? Hahahaha, then what am I?" Fu Que gasped, "Is it just someone you have been using all this time?! Chiying?! Tell me!"

Chi Ying looked into Fu Que's eyes and said word by word: "Only by taking your heart and the relic can you save her." After saying that, his hand holding Fu Que's heart was pulled out without hesitation, Blood spattered both of their faces.

Fu Que covered her chest with her hand in pain, but Chi Ying approached her step by step, stabbed her abdomen with the other hand, and then pulled it out swiftly, so fast that Chi Ying couldn't believe it.Fu Que was unable to resist anymore, staggered a few steps, slipped, and fell straight from the edge of the bridge into the dry river bottom.She watched helplessly as the man she had always loved held her heart further and further away.Tears flowed slowly from her hollow eyes, and her robes had already been soaked in blood.At the same time, there was thunder in the sky, and after a while, the torrential rain that had accumulated for many months fell into the world without hindrance.The river swelled, and the blood and tears were washed away.

So, what about love that is deeper than hate?

I stumbled and fell out of the white mist in a panic, and it was like this... again.Tears slowly fell down my cheeks, and memories belonging to others resurfaced in front of my eyes again. Even though I knew the ending, I was powerless to stop it.