Chapter 49
There is a kind of hatred, the hatred of extermination.

Even though several years have passed, it is still deeply ingrained. Looking back at the midnight dream, it is painful to live.

Jiang Huajiao was only fourteen or fifteen years old when the Jiang family was exterminated. Since then, she has buried her sorrow in her heart and traveled all over the Jin Dynasty, in order to subdue demons and find the man in black who drives the snake.

She thought she had developed a solid heart and iron bones, but unexpectedly, the tragic situation of that day reappeared again, and she still collapsed.

Looking at the mountain of corpses in front of her, she felt as if someone had stabbed a knife in her heart, which caused a sharp pain in her chest.She stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, a surge of Qi and blood surged up, her palm was hot and humid, she stretched out her hand tremblingly, and saw that her hand was full of blood, dripping down.

When she fell off the ear mouse's back, her bun had been broken and her black hair fell down.The strong wind blew past her back, her disheveled hair covered her eyebrows and eyes, and a few crystal tears slipped down her cheeks through the gaps in the hair.

Qian Jie circled and flew above Hua Jiao's head, he who was always noisy, was unusually silent at this moment.

Yu Taiqing looked at Huajiao calmly, took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, and slowly wiped the blood from her palm.He noticed her hand trembling uncontrollably, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

Everyone was frightened by the mountain of corpses. They were ordinary people who did their best. They had never seen such a tragic and hell-like situation in their dreams. No one dared to step forward for a while.

Yu Taiqing glanced at the mountain of corpses with broken arms and limbs, and slightly closed her eyes.He held Huajiao's hand until her hand stopped trembling, and then slowly stood up.

The sunlight illuminated half of his side face, reflecting the gloomy look in his lacquered eyes.He walked slowly to Zhou Ling, and ordered in a low voice: "I have something to leave for a while, you stay and protect everyone."

Zhou Ling was taken aback, grabbed Yu Taiqing's sleeve, and asked: "Yu Dujian, you have no magic power, where are you going alone? What are you doing?"

A light flashed in Yu Taiqing's eyes, and she said lightly, "Don't worry, I'm just walking around and I'll be back later."

"I... I'm afraid I can't protect everyone."

Although Yu Taiqing does not know how to perform magic arts, she has always been the backbone of Zhou Ling.He suddenly said to leave, Zhou Ling suddenly felt lost.

"No problem, just for a while." Mrs. Yu patted Zhou Ling's shoulder, turned her head to look at Huajiao, and walked to the distance step by step. The snow-colored robe dragged across the yellow sand, leaving two strings of footprints.

Zhou Ling watched his figure go further and further away, feeling a little worried.

At this time, a gust of wind hit, blowing up dust all over the sky, Zhou Ling closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, the footprints on the sand had been smoothed away by the wind and sand.

Zhou Ling looked around anxiously, but in the vast sea of ​​sand, Yu Taiqing could no longer be seen.

"Where is the person?" Zhou Ling asked, "Why did the person disappear all of a sudden?"

Lao Yang said in horror: "Is it not a nightmare with us anymore? Otherwise, how could it suddenly disappear?"

Quall said: "It is better for us not to be separated, but to die together."

No one wants to go to another dream alone, even if that dream is not a nightmare.They couldn't help but move closer to Zhou Ling. Now that Hua Jiao was in a daze and Yu Taiqing was missing, Zhou Ling was the only one he could rely on.

Zhou Ling was so anxious that he rushed to Huajiao, "Are you okay? Yu... Yu Capital Supervisor... is gone."

Hua Jiao finally calmed down the great grief in her heart, rubbed her sore eyes, and stretched out her hand to tie her black hair into a bun on her head. When she heard Zhou Ling's words, she was startled, and broken waves flashed in her bright eyes.

"What did you say?" She suspected that she had misheard in a daze.

She stood up abruptly, her gaze swept over the crowd, but she did not see Yu Taiqing: "Where did he go?"

Zhou Ling was so anxious that his voice turned into tears: "Yu Dujian said he was going to go around and he would be back soon, so I had no choice but to follow him, but when a gust of wind and sand hit, he suddenly disappeared."

Hua Jiao said anxiously: "Don't you know that he doesn't know how to use spells? Why did you let him go alone? What if he fell into other nightmares alone?"

Zhou Ling lowered his head, regretful in his heart.

Hua Jiao remembered that he said that this is a nightmare, and the end of the nightmare is still a nightmare.

If the nightmare he entered was floods, robbery, and fire, with his own strength, wouldn't he be dying! ?

Huajiao was flustered.

At this time, light and shadow flowed, and a large peach forest stretching for hundreds of miles appeared in front of my eyes.

Although the peach blossoms are in full bloom, they don't bloom in the spring full of March, but in the ice and snow.

When the north wind blows, the peach blossoms in the peach forest fall like rain.The fluttering petals swirled and danced with the wind, like a rainstorm of peach blossoms.

Hua Jiao was overjoyed, this must be Yu Taiqing's dream.

Maybe, he is in the peach forest right now.

She ran wildly into the forest, because she ran too fast, the cold air poured into her mouth, and her throat hurt like a sharp instrument.

"Yu Taiqing..." Huajiao shouted.

No one answered.

There is no one in the forest, no one in the mountains.

The north wind blows, and peach blossoms mixed with snowflakes rush towards the face.

But in an instant, the peach blossoms in the entire forest fell cleanly, and the vast snow field stretched endlessly, as if it would never end.

Empty and desolate.

So lonely, so lonely.

Hua Jiao pursed his lips, and Qian Jie flew over.She rolled onto the ear mouse's back and was about to take off.

At this time, where I was, the scene suddenly changed rapidly.

Snow mountain, sea, heavy rain, violent sand...every scene is fleeting, because it is too fast, it has no effect on them.

Suddenly, the scene froze in a flower pavilion, where a group of luxuriously dressed girls sat around a long table, reciting poems, playing the piano, or painting...

One of them is Cui Lanshu.

In the dream, she didn't wear a veil, so she could be seen at a glance from the corner of the painting.

But now, she no longer cared whether Yu Taiqing recognized this face or not.

She shouted at the top of her voice, "Yu Taiqing...Yu Dujian...where are you?"

Her voice spread around in the wind, and finally dissipated in the omnipresent wind.

She was a little desperate.

At this time, a gentle and clear voice came: "I am here."

The voice was so close at hand, as if it was right next to her ears.

Hua Jiao suddenly turned around, feeling her lips touched something, but there was clearly nothing in front of her eyes.

At this time, the sky seemed to be crushed by something, and there were intertwined cracks, rippling like water waves, and turned into bits and pieces in an instant, and disappeared without a trace when the wind blew.

In front of him was still the dilapidated Linyin Temple.

It is no longer a dream, but a real mountain.

It's just that it's early morning at this moment, the sea of ​​clouds in the east sky is churning, and a round of red sun is hidden in the clouds, dyeing the surrounding clouds in brilliant colors.

In front of Huajiao, there is a person standing, it is Yu Taiqing.

(End of this chapter)

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