Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

Chapter 917 The ruffian woman in the rivers and lakes (57)

He knew that this world was as short as dew.

However,

However.

Bai Zhen just held the boy in a daze, clasping his already cold and stiff hand tightly, watching the sunset gradually sink below the horizon, and finally the world was dark and lost all light.

The night kicked off, with no stars, no moon, and no light falling from the clouds.

The peach forest was terribly silent, and even the wind seemed to come and go quietly, as if afraid of disturbing anyone.

The girl stayed in that position, from dark to dawn, and then from dawn to dark, talking intermittently about the bits and pieces of the past ten years.

It's like telling a teenager.

As if afraid of forgetting.

**

Bai Zhen woke up from the dream.

The pillow was very wet.

She stared at the ceiling for a long time before realizing that she was in the plane.

As if she suddenly remembered something, she sat up abruptly and looked aside—

The side is empty, obviously Jimo Xingyun has left.

Bai Zhen didn't have time to wipe the tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes, so she grabbed a robe and rushed out.

After asking around and confirming that Jimo Xingyun and his party had already left Yangzhou City, and she couldn't catch up even if she chased, Bai Zhen returned to the room with a disappointed face.

She curled up her legs and retracted into the bed, she hugged the quilt, rested her chin on her knees, and lowered her eyelashes.

Pain in the head.

But it didn't affect her thoughts.

She remembered.

She remembered that everything in this dream was originally her memory.

Thinking of why she became the master of Qingqiu, and the pain she will never forget in her life.

She lowered her head and looked at her tender white palm.

Seventeen's death has undoubtedly become a knot in her heart that will never be healed, and a hurdle that will never be overcome.

In order to avenge him, she practiced sorcery day and night, and finally poured blood into the family.

But this incident aroused the dissatisfaction of the gods, who believed that she had violated the laws of the Three Realms, disturbed the peace of the Three Realms, and punished her with ninety-nine thunders.

She survived by luck.

Her deeds have long been spread all over Qingqiu, so after returning home, no one will respect her and be in awe, and they are even more afraid of her nine secluded fox fire that burns everything and can't burn out. Therefore, in the hearts of everyone, she has become a well-deserved The Lord of Qingqiu.

Can be avenged, but also punished.

Maybe Seventeen, as he himself said, doesn't blame her at all.

But she herself could never let go.

The picture of the sharp nails piercing the boy's heart, the picture of the bright-eyed and white-toothed boy trying to smile at her before he stopped breathing, it was not her fault to reassure her, let her stop crying in the gentle voice, every day Ye Ye haunted her like a nightmare, causing her to fall into endless pain and self-blame...

He broke free, and she fell into the abyss.

Bai Zhen clenched the front of her clothes fiercely, the pain that seemed to be forgotten for a long time, swept over like a flood of beasts, the pain made her fingertips tremble, and her whole body was about to suffocate.

She didn't know why she had forgotten this past.

Others in Qingqiu seem to have mentioned Seventeen's existence again.

Just like everyone tacitly, at a certain moment, Qi Qi erased the memory of these ten years.

So much so that when she woke up one day on a tree full of peach blossoms, she wiped a tear from the corner of her eye, thinking that she had suddenly had a dream.

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