Crazy beauty never salty fish

Xiao Bai shook the jar, the wig hanging on his head was askew.

He wore loose clothes and hid his tail tightly. After entering the tent, he put down the tail coiled in his clothes and swung the tip of his tail back and forth excitedly.

"Axun, Axun, what do you think this is?" He couldn't wait to open the cover.

Smelling the smell in the jar, Xun Xiaotian recalled his long-standing childhood memories.

A kind of wine that Xiao Zui likes very much. It is strong, fragrant, and tastes mellow. He should start to get drunk after three small sips. After three cups, the effect is more effective than Mongolian sweat medicine.

Xiaobai had already collected wine glasses and started pouring wine.

"Axun, drink." Xiaobai handed a cup as big as his palm to him.

Xun Xiaotian stared at the portion in the cup, his face covered with black lines.

Good boy, with this amount, it shouldn't be a problem to drink him down.

Xiaobai, who didn't know anything, wagged his tail, drank it while holding his own cup, and then stared at him as if nothing happened.

He had never drunk this stuff, but was stuffed with a jar by the shop owner. When he saw Xun Xiaotian staring at him, he suddenly became nervous.

Could it be that his drinking posture was wrong?

Xun Xiaotian didn't think too much, and took a sip carefully.

The dizziness he expected did not come, and he could even clearly recall the morning's deployment. The inexplicable abnormality made him feel a little flustered.

"Every time you smell alcohol, it always reminds you of that woman, but she died at your hands."

"You will always remember her death. Remember it clearly. Even the wine that could make you drunk before could not give you a moment of peace."

A voice suddenly sounded in my head.

Counting the time, this voice appeared around the time Ji Peng died.

"Pojun" chose him, does that mean?

"You are smarter than that love." The voice laughed.

"If you come to mock me, you can shut up." Xun Xiaotian responded.

Anyway, as long as this "pojun" doesn't complain to the leader, he can tolerate this guy buzzing in his head.

"How come, I just know you very well, just like your parents."

"My mother is dead."

The voice shut up.

Is this kid completely ruined after his master died?The mouth person does not distinguish between friend and foe at all.

However, looking at him like this, maybe he has already started to slip on the road to a dead end.

Xun Xiaotian took a few more sips of the wine, the fatigue caused by the drink in his throat still remained in his body, but his consciousness was always clear.

Like Ji Peng, it is a kind of despair to be trapped by the hallucinations of the past, but it is another kind of despair to keep sober and repeated memories like him.

Xiaobai held his head and looked at the person across the table.

Ah Xun never seemed to like smiling, nor did he like to frown very much.

It was obvious that he saw the people in the inn having some expressions when they drank these things, ranging from loud and heroic to depressed and unhappy.

But Axun is different, he doesn't seem to have these feelings.

Xiaobai didn't understand why.

By the time he understood the reason, A Xun was no longer there.

Three years later, there were floods in the south and the river tide swallowed the banks.

"Miss Ye, I don't know how the injury is recently." Si Jing walked into the injured camp and asked the woman at the end.

The woman threw away the bloody cloth in her hand with some irritation.

"Don't bother the lord." She responded coldly, and turned to get the wound medicine.

The young disciple who was resting next to the medicine shelf was wrapping cloth strips on his hands. His injuries were serious these days, and he was grinding the medicine until his hands were almost worn out.

Seeing her coming, the little disciple was a little nervous. "Sister Ye." He pointed to the medicine on the shelf and began to crush it.

Ye Qizhu nodded slightly, took the medicine and turned to leave.

When Si Jing saw her coming, he was stopped by a sword before he could step forward.

"'Greedy Wolf' said he wanted your life. If you are dead, the whole Yuan Alliance will be leaderless. The entire Yuan Alliance will be destroyed without attack. Leader Si, do you have any countermeasures?" Xun Xiaotian finished telling the news and then withdrew his sword energy.

Si Jing stared at the young man in front of him. His thin face, slightly pale complexion, and dark embroidered robe were almost indistinguishable from the young man he had seen before.

There was no respect in those eyes, nothing.

"Pay attention to your identity." He looked ugly.

Xun Xiaotian casually picked up his hair and said, "Leader, I am an undercover agent. How can I not be crazy if I am an undercover agent?"

With a dark face, Si Jing flung his sleeves and left.

Staring at his back, Xun Xiaotian knocked the scabbard of his sword indifferently and looked at the senior sister beside him.

"Need a hand?"

"No, you should rest for a while." Ye Qizhu stared at his face and took out a sachet from his sleeve, "Smell it before going to bed, maybe you can sleep better."

The sachet has the effect of calming the nerves and promoting sleep, so it may be useful.

"I have no good dreams left." Xun Xiaotian did not refuse and carefully put the item into his pocket.

Ye Qizhu lowered his eyes and whispered, "Wait a few more months, wait a few more months."

Si Jing won't live long, so he has to wait a little longer. When the senior brother's plan is completed, he can legitimately let him come back.

"It's still no time to wait."

He sighed.

Now he has an annoying voice in his head, which may be a drag on staying on the right path. Even if there is a way to eliminate that annoying voice, he himself may be seriously injured.

Destiny is like this, no matter how difficult it is to change it.

Ye Qizhu said nothing and turned back to treat the wounded, as if the episode just now had not happened.

"You really want to go back to your own school, right? You just got rid of that alliance leader, and you have everything." The voice in his head started to confuse me again.

"I can't go back." Xun Xiaotian ignored him.

"That's right. You killed your master. Although she may forgive you, you seem to have never been able to accept your own forgetfulness."

"..."

"Mortals cannot tamper with their own memories, that's why you look so pathetic now."

Xun Xiaotian suddenly raised his head, "What will happen to you if I die?"

"You can try it, it's very interesting." There was a bit of evil in the voice.

Even if you are a ghost, you will not be let go.

The sky does not know when it will start to rain, and the river will never stop.

Years are like a shuttle.

When Xun Xiaotian heard his senior brother's name again, it was three days after Si Jingranji died suddenly. He Xianjun recounted the incident as if he were playing lyrics and singing.

On the day Si Jing died suddenly, Shi Chi was by his side. The entire Yuanmeng also recognized him as the murderer of Si Jing, and he has been detained.

However, judging by the current situation, it is unknown whether he can be released without guilt.

There were not many believers left in Starfall Valley, and in the eyes of others, A Xun was somewhat arrogant and withdrawn, so Xun Xiaotian gradually gained the freedom to act alone.

someday.

"Axun, come with me." He Xianjun stopped him and took him to a secret room.

Xun Xiaotian was a little unsure of her thoughts. (end of this chapter)