Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 775

She unwrapped the kit on the red string.

Carefully take out the note inside, the rice paper has turned yellow and brittle, but the handwriting is still elegant.

She recited softly: "I give the moon to the stars..."

Su Jiu was at a loss for what to do with those seven random words.

She looked up at the sky, it was dusk, the sky was clear, not a single star could be seen.

Su Jiu was at a loss.

Zhao Shen loves to play with those godly things, but why even the life-saving talisman follows the gods, I don't know what he wants to express...

The cold wind that blows is biting to the bone.

Su Jiu hugged Xiao Tingchen and put his cheeks together.

"Xiao Tingchen, what should I do..."

she muttered to herself.

In the past, when the dog man was still alive, he acted in a domineering style, and often made all the choices for her without authorization.

She hates his strength, so she always quarrels and even fights with him.

But now he's gone...

Only then did she realize that it turned out that someone made the choice for her, which might be a good thing.

She hugged Xiao Tingchen until the mountains were completely covered by the night like splashed ink.

Howling wolves came from deep in the mountains.

Su Jiu subconsciously looked at the night sky.

The stars came out, forming complex patterns in the sky, ethereal and far away.

She still remembered listening to the words of the stars with Zhao Shen in the Baoxiang Pagoda of Jinling City.

If she wants to listen tonight, what will the stars tell her?

Will they tell her how to bring Xiao Tingchen back to life?

Two puddles of mist accumulated in the deer's eyes, as clear and clean as glass.

She tried to listen, but couldn't hear any revelation.

The last glimmer of hope that was tense in my heart gradually disappeared without a trace.

Just when she was so desperate that she was about to give up, in the vast sea of ​​stars, it seemed that some stars were lit up in addition, gradually converging into a line, pointing to a distant place.

Su Jiu rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

When he looked at the sea of ​​stars again, the line still existed.

She wept with joy, her voice trembling: "Xiao Tingchen, you are saved...you are saved!"

The delicate little girl carried Xiao Tingchen on her back desperately, and headed towards Xinghai step by step.

Snow on the mountain road.

The man was very heavy, Su Jiu's embroidered shoes sank deeply into the snow, every step of the journey was extremely difficult.

In the end, she simply threw away the embroidered shoes, stepped on the snow with bare feet, and walked forward with one deep foot and one shallow foot.

It was dark all over the world, and the thorns scratched her skirt and skin, and even bloodstains appeared on her fair and delicate face.

Her feet were red and stiff from the cold, and she struggled to breathe, full of joy that she was about to achieve her wish.

The road was slippery in snowy days and the mountain path was narrow. When climbing up the steep mountain, she almost fell off the cliff with Xiao Tingchen, and it took her half her life to barely get up.

She is not afraid to die.

Because the current situation is more cruel than death.

Su Jiu followed the stars and finally climbed to the top of the mountain at midnight.

She panted and looked around, the mountain was very flat, with a huge stone chessboard running across it, and a strange gossip board in the center of the chessboard. I don't know which dynasty the building was from, and many stones were weathered and incomplete. Quaint sense of vicissitudes.

Su Jiu looked at the stars.

The line where the stars converged has disappeared.

She swallowed, and dragged Xiao Tingchen to the gossip tray with all her strength.

Through starlight, she saw a stone tablet engraved with ancient characters.

When Xiao Tingchen was poisoned by voodoo, she had read countless ancient books that recorded voodoo poison in Southern Xinjiang, so she recognized these characters at a glance as ancient characters in Southern Xinjiang.

"...Change fate against the sky...Exchanging blood for blood..."

The girl murmured.

She wasn't sure if what was written on the stele was correct, but in any case, it was worth her trying.

Fortunately, she happened to be from the southern Xinjiang royal family, and her blood should meet the requirements on the inscription.

The girl sat cross-legged and hugged Xiao Tingchen on her lap.

She cut the thin wrist with the dagger, sending blood into the man's pale lips.

Time passed little by little.

But the man showed no sign of returning to life.

"Xiao Tingchen, how much blood do you need to drink to wake you up?"

Due to excessive blood loss, Su Jiu's face was pale, but his gaze was full of tenderness as he stared at the man in his arms.

The blood couldn't stop, she leaned against the ancient stone tablet, her lips raised a smile, "Forget it, if you don't wake up, what does it matter if I die with you..."

The fine snow fell on the long hair of the two of them alone, like a symbiotic snow sculpture.

The stars are setting.

At the end of the mountains, the first ray of sunlight penetrated the sky quietly.

Su Jiu lost more than half of his blood and was already in a daze.

With her slender wrist resting on the man's lips, the blood is still seeping into the man's body...

The cold wind blew away the fine snow.

The Golden Crow was just rising, and the thin golden winter sun lightly covered Xiao Tingchen's face.

Sword eyebrows are piercing, two eyelashes cast fan-shaped shadows, and a cinnabar mole under the left eye is beautiful.

His nose bridge was high, and his thin lips that should have been pale were dyed bright red with blood, like the bloodthirsty evildoer deep in the mountains.

The word "Pirate" imprinted on the cheek clearly expresses the suffering this man has suffered.

The four fields are silent.

A dead leaf was blown by the cold wind and quietly landed on the man's eyebrows.

The moment it was about to fall, slender and well-articulated fingers grabbed it silently.

The eyes slowly opened, the peach blossom pupils were dark and deep.

Xiao Tingchen stared at the sky and licked the blood on the corner of his lips.

He sat up slowly.

The girl leaning on the stone tablet, her lacquered hair turned into snow white, her small face was pale and tired, and she was extraordinarily slender and thin.

Xiao Tingchen gently caressed her face with callused fingertips.

"Su Xiaojiu..."

He whispered.

He hugged Su Jiu into his arms, and rested his cold and hard jaw lightly on her heart.

What kind of deal did he make with the gods to save his humble life?

While Su Jiu was in a coma, he vaguely smelled the familiar ambergris.

She slowly raised her head, and when she saw Xiao Tingchen, her face was full of disbelief.

Gently caressing the man's face with her thin white hands, she was so excited that her voice trembled, "Could it be that I fell into hell to see you alive?"

"My little Jiu'er is the best girl in the world, hell would be reluctant to accept you."

Xiao Tingchen's eyes were red, and he lowered his head to kiss Su Jiu's eyebrows.

Love, cherish, repent...

With mixed feelings, he hugged Su Jiu so tightly, as if he wanted to integrate her into his own flesh and blood.

The big palm passed through the girl's white hair, and the man stared at the void, his eyes were full of killing and blood.

……

Su Jiu accompanied Xiao Tingchen down the mountain. As soon as he reached the foot of the mountain, he was surrounded by the imperial guards.

The imperial guards made way for Xie Rongjing to come on horseback.

He was wearing thin armor, and when he saw Xiao Tingchen alive, Danfeng's eyes flashed with surprise.

However, the astonishment was quickly replaced by cruelty, and he said coldly: "Under the order of the emperor's teacher, I am here to capture the rebels! Come, let me capture Xiao Tingchen!"

Su Jiu immediately opened his arms to block Xiao Tingchen, "Who dares?!"

(End of this chapter)