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

"Elder Sister Huan...... Chirp." Xuan Ge was obviously terrified, and threw himself into my arms in a panic and began to cry.

"It's okay, it's okay." I raised my hand and patted Xuan Ge's back.

After a long while Xuan Ge finally raised his head from my arms, and I looked sideways at Kong Ling. At this moment, Kong Ling was also extremely embarrassed, his face was covered with dirt, and his body was obviously injured, but that strange Taoist robe was not at all intact. damaged.And from his seven orifices, black blood has flowed out. As for his forehead, he was injured at some point, and a large bloodstain was stained on his forehead.

"Ah——" Xuan Ge was obviously taken aback by Kong Ling's appearance, her feet went limp, and she fell to the ground, trembling and covering her ears.

I looked at the Kong Ling who was full of evil spirit, and for some reason, my heart softened.

"Come here." I stretched out a hand to Kong Ling.

Kong Ling glanced at Xuan Ge, hesitant, but finally walked towards me.After walking in front of my eyes, I raised my hand without hesitation and hit Kong Ling hard on the back of the head, but he didn't shout for the first time.

"Die! You know that you have a seal on your body, and you can't control those evil spirits, so why do you move them so casually?" I pretended to be angry, but Kong Ling still didn't speak, just hung Keep your eyes on the ground.Just like... the appearance after he almost killed me by mistake.

I sighed, raised my hand and wiped the blood stains on Kong Ling's face with my sleeve, he dodged instinctively, but I stared at him, and stiffened there again.

"Kong Ling. Don't force yourself to use the evil spirit in your body. You have to know that no one can predict the consequences."

"Long Huan."

"what?"

"Why did you stop me at that time, and why are you not afraid of me?"

I stopped wiping Kong Ling's wound, and raised my head to meet his amber eyes, "Kong Ling, you have to know that I stopped because I was afraid of losing you. I didn't fear because I knew you would not hurt me."

"Because... I know that no matter what Kong Ling turns into, he won't allow anyone to hurt me at all. How can he let himself hurt me at all?"

Kong Ling opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he still didn't speak.

"Kong Ling..." Xuan Ge finally stood up after regaining his strength. I smiled back at Xuan Ge, but Kong Ling just glanced at Xuan Ge and didn't say anything else.

After a while, Xitong also walked up to me, "Zhaoling passed out. I'm afraid... was manipulated by something just now."

I looked around, and sure enough, the fog was thicker than when Liangliang appeared before.

"Did you hear anything?" I asked.

Xitong frowned, "The sound of the piano?"

Yes.The sound of the zither... the sound of the zither is vaguely present, far and near.And... There is also the sound of the piano with strong resentment.

In a trance, the scenery around us seems to have changed.I don't know when, we were actually in a peach blossom forest.

Fallen flowers are colorful.A woman sits playing the piano under the peach blossom tree.

After a while, there was a person who looked like a maid beside her and said worriedly: "Empress Empress, it's windy, go back to the palace to rest."

The woman sighed softly and let the maid help her up.

Suddenly, the woman bowed her head and coughed, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Empress! Empress Empress!" The guards and maids not far away hurried forward and surrounded the woman.

I looked hesitantly at the woman who was exhausted, and she seemed to have seen me too. "Are you... come to pick me up?" She smiled with tears in her eyes, and wanted to reach out to touch something, but her hand still fell down after all.

I was speechless in astonishment, Xuan Ge and Xitong beside me were obviously also shocked.Only Kong Ling said vigilantly: "Be careful! It's an illusion again!"

Layers of peach blossom petals sprinkled around us like snowflakes, and the chaotic peach blossoms blurred our eyes.

is memory.

A memory so sad it cannot be said, hidden deep within.

Memories before death.Memories of encounters.fond memory...

Layer upon layer, never ending.

Unknowingly, apart from Kong Ling, tears flowed from our eyes.