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Chapter 66

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    In the boundless darkness, one cannot feel the vivid passage of time; it seems that there is no physical body to rely on as a human being, only the light and fluttering consciousness is trapped in a cramped and narrow space.

    I don¡¯t know where I¡¯m going, I don¡¯t know when it will end, it¡¯s empty and dead.

    Yue Jiao is all too familiar with this terrible feeling.

    Form, sound, smell, taste, touch, four of the five senses seem to have been lost, and only hearing remains.

    The voice seems to be the only connection between myself and the world.

    "Girl, hey! Why did you suffer the assassination of Fifth Jing?"

    Hearing the sound of Wood Butterfly, Yue Jiao felt unprecedented panic and pain in her heart, as if a black claw was tightly clamping her internal organs.

    ¡°This isdead again?  !

    Or, is there no such thing as a new life?  !

    Could it be that Qi Yujiao's life ended long before his eighteenth birthday, and there was never any chance to start over again, and he never became a useful person?

    So many beautiful and vivid memories, so many people and things that bring her warmth and hope, are they just illusions born from long-term despair and unwillingness?

    Those partners who treat each other with sincerity, those passionate people who work side by side, those warm feelings of laughter and laughterall of them don't exist?  !

    There has never been such a good Yan Huailang, who came to her in the moonlight on that winter night?  !

    Are all the warm hugs, sweet kisses, and bright hopes hidden in your hearts just illusions?  !

    Stop, stop making trouble!  How could it be fake?  How could it be fake?

    She obviously lives so seriously and with such heart; those happy and joyful memories are all so real

    What is going on with all this?  Who is behind this?

    Yue Jiao wanted to scream, but she seemed to have no voice that could make a sound; she wanted to break through the despairing darkness, but she didn't feel that she had a body that could fight to the death.

    "Young girl doesn't know, that Fifth Jing is probably crazy"

    Wood Butterfly babbled softly, with a slightly tired and hoarse voice.

    Everything seems to be exactly the same as the memory of the past life and after death.

    Fifth Jingfeng didn¡¯t know that Yue Jiao was crazy. Yue Jiao only felt that he was about to go crazy.

    "Forget it, let's not mention that lunatic By the way, when we were in Feisha Town last year, the girl said she wanted to go to Beijing to play, and then there was no news. After the spring, the owner of the valley asked the Zuo Guardian to send someone to look for it. Later,  Guardian Zuo brought the news back to the valley and said that the girl had 'ascended'."

    Wood Butterfly¡¯s tired and hoarse voice gently and slowly passed into Yue Jiao¡¯s ears, accompanied by a faint rustling sound, as if he was doing something.

    But what she said was like the spring breeze in March, which instantly gave Yue Jiao's heart that was on the verge of collapse some vitality.

    last year!  Feisha Town!

    Fortunately, fortunately, those beautiful memories that have been relived are not illusions.  Scared to death, scared to death

    Hey, am I dead or alive now?  !

    After a moment of rejoicing, Yue Jiao¡¯s mind began to become chaotic again.

    Didn¡¯t you bring Xuan Ming down?  Although the handful of poisonous powder sprinkled on Fifth Jing was somewhat inaccurate, it was not completely missed!

    Also, before falling to the ground, I clearly heard the sound of reinforcements coming!

    ****

    Yue Jiao lay flat on the couch with her eyes closed and motionless, her face made even paler by her two rows of thick eyelashes like small fans.

    Mu Butterfly, who was sitting by the couch, had tears of joy in his eyes and couldn't help but grin.

    There were faint bruises on her face that had not faded away, and there was a new scab on the corner of her lip. This grin tore the wound further, causing her to hiss silently in pain.

    When the pain passed, she took the warm wet wipe in her hand again and carefully and gently cleaned Yue Jiao's face on the couch.

    "Five days ago, when those people carried Guardian Zuo and Fifth Jing back, I didn't know that the girl was among them. I guess it was the girl who knocked them down, right?" Wood Butterfly looked at Yue Jiao, who seemed to be unconscious.  , the gentle whispers are full of pride and pride.

    "A goddess is a goddess, and if they let the two of them work together, they won't be able to get away with it in front of the girl."

    She leaned over and soaked the towel into the hot water in the copper basin, rubbed it carefully for a while, then picked up the towel and wrung it half dry, and then went to wipe Yue Jiao's hands.

    "It's just that Fifth Jing was very lucky. He woke up the night he was sent back and didn't know what he did to the girl.Eaten and become like a walking zombie.

    People in the valley usually don¡¯t dare to try to tame this seemingly spiritual plant, not even the owner of the valley. Only the fifth family dares.

    But the people of the fifth family, and only the "goddess" lineage, know how to cure this poison.

    When she heard the words "soul-binding silk", Yue Jiao was already on the verge of going crazy; and when she heard Wujing say she didn't know how to solve it, she really wanted to jump up and smash Wujing's head flat.

    I don¡¯t understand what you are doing?  !  What are you doing blindly?  !

    I can figure it out!  The solution is very simple!  Use Platycladus orientalis leaves with Angelica dahurica and Tonka fumigation, and it will come out on its own!

    But how can I tell you?  !

    ****

    Just when Xuan Ming was beating Wu Jing because of the dead end of the "soul-binding thread", his men outside hurriedly said: "Young Master, that team of officers and soldiers"

    Xuanming immediately left Wujing behind and hurried to the outside world.

    Seeing Xuan Ming leave, Wu Jing immediately got up from the ground, pulled out the hairpin on her head, and staggered towards Yue Jiao on the bed.

    Wood Butterfly had been on guard against her all morning, and when he saw this, he got into a fight with her.

    I don¡¯t know how long the stalemate continued. In short, both of them were weak in limbs, but neither of them refused to give up.

    The shadow of the sun has shifted to the west, and the golden afterglow shines through the screen all over the floor.

    There was a rush of chaotic footsteps in the courtyard outside, as if many people had poured in in an instant.

    Xuan Ming almost rose into the air from the door of his room, knocked down the screen with his back, and rolled to the bed.

    Mu Butterfly and Fifth Jing, who were struggling together, stopped their movements in shock, looked at Xuan Ming who was curled up on the ground and moaning in pain with different expressions, and then raised their eyes to look at the tall and tall figure at the door.

    Yan Huailang was dressed in a light blue and dark flower brocade robe, standing with his backlight, his whole body was like frost and snow, and there seemed to be an invisible chilling and cold aura.

    The golden glow of the setting sun is like a magical pen and golden paint, and a circle of golden halo is carefully drawn along his body, like a majestic battle armor that cannot be looked directly at.

    His shadow was stretched thin and long, crawling towards the direction of the bed.

    He followed the shadow step by step and walked to the couch.

    Xuanming smiled painfully but arrogantly: "Don't you dare touch me I am the grandson of Prince Ping Li Chongheng"

    "Your cousin, the youngest son of Prince Ning Li Chongxuan and the young master of 'Banjiang Tower', is currently counting fleas in the prison. This man kicked him in personally." Another leisurely woman in military robes came in at the door.  , said with a heroic smile, "But your cousin was lucky, he broke three ribs, and it is said that he injured his lungs. He won't live for a few days."

    "But you don't dare to kill me on the spot," Xuan Ming smiled sinisterly and spat out the blood in his mouth, "You have to bring me to Yun Anlan and let her interrogate me personally. If I am too injured to say anything  "

    Yan Huailang looked into his eyes with cold eyes, slowly squatted down, and neatly broke both his wrists.

    "Hey, hey, you" The woman in martial robes raised her hand, but seeing that she couldn't stop it, she had to put her forehead on her lips and turn her head to one side, pretending not to see anything.

    Wood Butterfly and Fifth Jing were stunned.

    Xuan Ming was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, and he didn't even have the strength to roll on the spot.

    Yan Huailang slowly stood up and raised his eyes to catch a glimpse of Yue Jiao lying on the bed with her eyes closed and her face as pale as a lifeless porcelain doll. His throat rolled and sudden pain flashed in his eyes.

    He turned his gaze to Xuan Ming, quietly waiting for the other person to go through the pain of his wrist being broken.

    When Xuan Ming slowly opened his eyes, Yan Huailang raised his foot and stepped on his ankle under his horrified gaze.

    Everyone in the room seemed to be able to hear the sound of ankle bones breaking.

    "It's enough to be able to speak before the imperial court." Yan Huailang looked at the woman in military robes calmly.

    The woman in military robe rolled her eyes, spread her hands and said, "I agree with your point of view."

    ****

    After a group of soldiers took Xuan Ming, Wu Jing and Mu Butterfly out, the woman in martial arts robes wisely withdrew.

    Yan Huailang slowly sat down on the edge of the bed and carefully took the little girl on the bed into his arms.

    His little girl is motionless at the moment, like a sweet porcelain doll that will break into pieces with a little force.

    Yan Huailang, heartbroken, buried his face in her temples, and tears fell into her cloud-like hair.

    He whispered in her ear: "Sorry, I'm late."

    He didn¡¯t know that after these six words, fireworks seemed to explode all over Yue Jiao¡¯s mind.

    In the last life of Yue Jiao, in the boundless darkness of despair, apart from the warm whispers of the wooden butterfly, another thing that was connected to this world was this voice and this sentence.

    She wanted to laugh.

    It turns out that it was you.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)In this life of Yue Jiao, in the boundless darkness of despair, apart from the warm whispers of wooden butterflies, another thing that is connected to this world is this voice and this sentence.

    She wanted to laugh.

    It turns out that it was you.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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