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Chapter 111 Lost and found

The lonely moon hangs high, Qin Xi walks on the snowy style, stopping in the quiet valley.

He slowly took off the mysterious leopard skin gloves in his left hand. The wind and thunder demonic energy was no longer in the shape of a fox, hideous and chaotic, as if a crazy wolf was slapped on the shore, trying to break free from the shackles.

He did not stop it, and let it roar out unceasingly, and the wind and thunder demonic energy that entangled the cold and cold meaning of the artemisia suddenly covered the sky.

Qin Xi quietly looked at the dark cloud-like figure deep in the demonic energy, covered with black fog, carrying blood shackles, his lost short knife hung on it, stabbed into his back, and pointed directly at the heart.

Every night of dreams is not a dream, it turns out it is him.

He stepped forward towards the other himself, and the other he was walking towards him.

Qin Xi saw that the picturesque little valley, Linghu Zhenzhen's face was covered with black fog, only the tip of her nose and lips were exposed, and tears were hanging on the corners of her lips.

He didn't let her see, and didn't let her talk, and watched the dragon clan fly through her heart.

It was his own fault.

The black mist was like a high wave, pouring down at him. The lost other half of his soul, all the lost memories, all his wandering and searching for half a year, returned to his body in an instant.

It turns out that he has lost so many things.

Master’s warning is still in my ears: Xiaojiu, love can be talked about, but not crazy.

If he and Linghu Zhenzhen were destined to be a bad fate, what if the madman was?

When Linghu Zhenzhen seized Pan Shen Si, she was seriously injured and dying. The moment when Pan Shen Si left her body, coupled with the price of the divine object, she almost died out on the spot.

She still made a wish and used the deepest and most beautiful memories to exchange for him to forget her as well, so as not to suffer.

As she said, both of them were not in vain, and they had no relationship from now on, and they had forgotten them all.

He wouldn't let her do it.

If everything is ultimately a bad fate, he will also regain the good fate, without hesitation and never compromise.

Qin Yuanxi is destined to be entangled with Linghu Zhenzhen in life and death. Whether it is paranoid or crazy, he will never let her go, nor will he let herself go. They will always be together and never be separated. Only she, he has never done what he wants.

Obsessions are immortal and become a demon in the sun.

Wanting him to forget, he used the wind and thunder demonic energy to divide his soul into two and give his memories to his other half.

If he wanted to return to dust and earth, he would not owe each other, so he locked the Pan Shen Si on his other half of his soul and kept it undispersed. He would go to heaven and earth and find her to do it again.

Qin Xi saw himself looking for her little soul sound in the vast artemisia. It was too quiet and a dead place; it was too noisy, and the whispers of the soul were endless.

He couldn't see, had no sound, and he endured the pain that penetrated his heart every day. After searching for it for a long time, he finally heard the clear sound, and she called him: Qin Yuanxi.

In an instant, the galaxy tilted inwards and the sun and the moon shone together.

*

The second attack of the drought made the entire village completely messed up. Linghu Zhenzhen was in a high fever and drowsy place, and she felt loud noises outside.

The head is about to explode.

She turned over and covered her ears in pain, and there was a cold jade on her wrist and gently patting her lips. She spread her eyes that were so painful that she realized that it was a small green jade ring with several charred marks on it, which was much heavier than it looked.

Another thing that I think looks familiar but can't remember anything.

Linghu Zhenzhen buried her head in the quilt. After a long time, the noise dissipated. The ink-colored dawn light and shadow reflected on the window hall. The shadows were shining. She saw a person standing by the bed again.

It was like being rubbed together by dark clouds, and it was the drought-iron again.

She struggled hard to get up, but this time there was no biting chill. He just slowly leaned over the bed and stared at her through the black fog. The huge shackles were like rust and blood. She finally saw the blade on it, the black jade handle, and the pearls dotted on it, on one side, on the Xun Gua and the Zhen Gua.

It seems that I have seen this short knife somewhere, and I am even familiar with it. I have used it for a long time, but she can't remember it.

In a daze, he felt that he stretched out his hand to him, as if he wanted to touch her.

Linghu Zhenzhen couldn't move, so she could only murmur weakly: "I don't know you, I don't owe you anything... Why do I always... I always look for me..."

The fingertips touched her cheeks, which was warm.

The dark cloud-like black fog disappeared, the shackles turned into blue smoke, the short knife fell to the ground with a jingle, and the black fog on the cover dissipated, revealing Qin Yuanxi's face.

He seemed to have suffered a lot, almost no one looked, but the flames in his eyes were brighter and more brilliant than ever.

The familiar gentle voice was trembling slightly: "Of course it's because I owe you."

Linghu Zhenzhen looked at him in confusion with her red eyes. She gradually felt the stars in front of her jumping around and she heard him speak in a daze: "Sister Sister, let's sleep for a while, and you'll get up."

Why call her senior sister?

She fell asleep helplessly and couldn't remember anything else.

It seemed like someone was talking to her slowly. His voice was very light and soft, and he murmured: "I finally found you and brought you back..."

Who? Who brought her back?

Linghu Zhenzhen felt that she was soaked in warm water. The high fever that tortured her had subsided, but from head to toe, it was like a handful of sand from inside to outside. She couldn't get it up, and she was neither obedient nor had the strength to do so.

The hot air was filled with mist, and the warm fragrance like dried flowers and plants seemed to be hidden in every drop of water vapor, falling between her eyebrows and nose.

The wet thin clothes were tightly pressed against her body, and someone was holding her from behind. Linghu Zhenzhen moved slightly, as if she had noticed that she was awake. His palms slid up and down her belly. Qin Yuanxi's voice was extremely clear in his ears: "I just heard a scream in your stomach just now, it was very loud."

The casual consciousness finally returned to her body. She looked around in a daze. There was nowhere to know where the pond was here. The water was milky white, and the shore was covered with snow. The holly green with red and lush fruits grew tilted beside the pond.

The above is not important. What is important is that she is in the pond, wearing only a thin wet coat. Qin Yuanxi is also in the pond, holding her behind her, and her palms continue to slither along her belly.

Linghu Zhenzhen almost jumped around, not preventing her shoulder from being held by him. He kindly reminded: "Sister Sister, don't turn around, your clothes are soaked and indecent, and you can't look at them."

"You..." She was so shocked that her tongue was rarely knotted, "How can you...you can...even if you are in the Great Wilderness..."

"But my senior sister sweated too much. Seeing that the high fever subsided, it was not good to catch a cold anymore. Then my junior brother acted presumptuously. Look, wearing a middle-clothing, I just washed your hair and didn't look at anything."

Linghu Zhenzhen frowned: "I am not your senior sister."

He didn't care: "Although I am a monk of the three meridians, the junior sister of the first meridian is everyone's junior sister."

Why did he suddenly become so difficult?

Linghu Zhenzhen tried her best to recall the ridiculous scene now, but she only remembered having a nightmare. Hanba squatted beside the bed and was talking to her. She was scared to death.

The birds rush out of the bushes and fell large areas of snow. Qin Xi raised his hand to block her. The dark wind and thunder demonic energy on his left arm was storming like a crazy wolf rolling snow.

"Why aren't it a fox?" she asked subconsciously.

He spread his palms in front of her: "You like foxes, it's a fox."

A little black fox in his palm shook his head and tail, jumping around happily.

Linghu Zhenzhen was stunned for a long time and finally calmed down: "I want to go out, you can avoid it first."

Qin Xi immediately let her go: "Okay, senior sister wait."

The sound of water was rippling, and soon after he got ashore, there was a rustling sound of dressing. Then the sound of snow was heard. He said, "I'm waiting for my junior sister behind the tree."

Linghu Zhenzhen suddenly turned her head and saw his blue figure gradually moving away. Then she hurriedly searched for clothes everywhere, but fortunately they were all placed on the shore.

Qin Yuanxi was going crazy and actually went down the soup pool with her! This gold was so great that she could only endure the pain of cutting the gold.

She quickly put on her clothes, and suddenly she felt something on her neck, which was the green jade ring. She remembered that Qin Yuanxi also had a jade ring on her braid, most of which were his.

She was about to pull it off when she heard Qin Xi's voice ringing in the distance: "Sister Sister, don't throw the Shangqing ring."

Linghu Zhenzhen was shocked: "You peek?"

"Junior brother didn't." He seemed a little aggrieved, "But if you want to throw the Shangqing ring, I will know."

She paused for a moment and asked him in a low voice: "What do you want to do?"

Instead, he was surprised: "I asked you to take me to travel through the customs and customs of the Great Wilderness. Didn't you say that at the beginning?"

"Then what is this jade ring?"

"My junior brother doesn't recognize the way, and he can't follow his junior sister all the time. Shangqinghuan is to make a mark. If I get lost or encounter something, I can find you."

Linghu Zhenzhen thought carefully: "If I don't want to lead the way, can I return the money to you? I really don't have the rent for that house..."

Qin Xi said slowly: "You can add more if you don't have enough money. I said that I am full of sincerity. Today's incident was offended by my junior brother, but there was a reason for it. I hope my senior sister will understand it. I will definitely not commit it again."

Can you add it again?

Linghu Zhenzhen tentatively said: "Double it?"

"Ten times are OK. The transaction is the business of both parties. The junior brother has shown his sincerity, and the junior sister can consider it for herself."

The sound of stepping on the snow was getting closer and closer. Qin Xi turned around, and the little fox with wet hair was running towards him, his eyes glowing with golden light.

"Let's go." She was always neat and straightforward, and there was no grudge at all. "Go back to the village first, and when I can run around the world, I will set out to the east desert."

Seeing that he didn't say anything, just looking at him quietly, Linghu Zhenzhen said strangely: "What's wrong?"

Could it be that you have to go back on your word?

Qin Xi turned down the mountain and said lightly: "Junior brother only realized today what it is to lose and get back."

“What is it?”
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