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The girl was wearing a white floor-length gauze dress and was watering flowers with an exquisite silver kettle in her hand. She was immersed in her own world, as if all the noise could not disturb her tranquility.
She had shiny black curly hair that reached about her knees, and her fair skin, illuminated by the sunlight, seemed to be covered in a thin layer of light, hazy and beautiful.
Looking at the girl, I inexplicably felt attracted to get closer to her.
"She is my... Chixu."
Hearing this, Yun Qique looked at the girl again and felt as horrified as if he were looking at a female ghost.
The girl seemed to have heard Xu Tu's sadness. She turned around, saw him clearly, and immediately put down the silver pot, ran towards him, and threw herself into his arms.
A unique floral fragrance wafted towards me along with her swaying clothes and hair.
"Tu Tu, why did it take you so long to find me?"
Her scolding words didn't contain any hint of blame or displeasure. Xu Tu hugged her back tightly, suppressing his tears and admitting his fault, "I'm stupid and useless."
"My Tu Tu is not stupid and useless."
Her warm and firm praise undoubtedly broke his last bit of resistance. Xu Tu broke down and burst into tears, her tears soaking the thin gauze dress on her shoulders.
"Ah Xu, why did you run away from marriage? Why are you hiding from me? Did I do something wrong? Did I make you angry and make you dislike me anymore?"
"Run away from marriage... run away from marriage... run away from marriage..."
Chixu's eyes suddenly became dull, and he repeated the word "escape marriage" dully, and his face gradually became one of struggle and pain.
"Yes... I... ran away from my marriage... Tu Tu, run, Tu Tu, run, Tu Tu, run..."
No matter how Xu Tu asked, Ji Xu just kept repeating "Tu Tu, run!"
A pure white butterfly fluttered among the flowers, landed on the painted lips, flapping its wings, and refused to leave.
The girl in his arms suddenly turned into light and shadow and disappeared, repeating "Tu Tu, run" until the light and shadow she had dissipated completely dissipated, and then they disappeared together.
Xu Tu looked down at the butterfly, motionless, as if afraid of disturbing it.
Lan Zhuochi took advantage of the butterfly's unpreparedness and quickly grabbed its wings. In an instant, the butterfly turned into a ray of white light and was firmly held between his two fingers.
"Remnant soul? It seems that Chixu has left you a trick."
Lan Zhuochi took out a black demon-summoning talisman and summoned a woman with thin red smoke coming out of her body, who looked like a female ghost.
"Is this... a corpse that feeds on the remaining souls of monsters to find their bodies? No way!"
"So let's go home?"
After saying this, Lan Zhuochi turned around and was about to leave.
After some hesitation, Xu Tu quickly pulled him back and said, "It's my fault. Look for it, you have to look for it."
Lan Zhuochi fed the remaining soul of Ji Xu to Canjiang Corpse, which chewed it with a "crunch" sound. After swallowing it, Canjiang Corpse looked around and finally walked towards the main gate of the palace.
"Follow the remnant corpse."
"Young Master Lan, please be careful. There are traps inside and outside the palace. I will lead the way."
Lan Zhuochi reached out to hug him, but because they were in a monster's den, Yunqi Que, who was careful about his life and sensible, did not resist and cooperated very well.
When he held her in his arms and followed Xu Tu to dodge no less than ten traps and attacks, Yun Qique was secretly glad that she had cooperated with him, and the hands that were hugging his neck quietly closed in coordination with his jumping movements.
But she didn't know it, it was actually very obvious.
Lan Zhuochi was delighted, and the strength with which he hugged her gradually became "bolder and more wanton".
After entering the palace, the palace gate, which is about three meters high, closes automatically, and even the gap is closed tightly. Even if you look closely and touch it closely, you still can't find any trace of the door.
And the window on the wall is also an illusion.
The light in the palace gradually dimmed until it was pitch dark. Lan Zhuochi wanted to light a tinderbox to illuminate the room, but he didn't dare to let go of Yunqi Que, for fear of losing his grip.
A strange fragrance floated in the air, and Yun Qique immediately covered his own and Lan Zhuochi's mouths and noses. But when he suddenly let go and his body slid down, Yun Qique was frightened, but he did not let go.
Fortunately, she was very light. Lan Zhuochi held her with both hands, gently lifted her up, and brought Yunqi Que back into his arms.
The palace was illuminated by light again, and Xu Tu's figure was no longer beside him.
"Oh no, they're coming for Xu Tu!"
"It's hard to say who they're targeting, but..."
Yun Qique's words were unclear through the palm of his hand that was covering his mouth tightly, especially Lan Zhuochi's voice was so soft that it was impossible to hear what he was saying.
Yunqi Que kept tilting his head and putting his ear close to listen, so close that it was almost touching the back of her hand that was covering his mouth and nose.
"Speak louder, I can't hear you clearly."
Lan Zhuochi pressed his mouth against her palm and leaned forward until the back of her hand touched her ear. "As long as you and I are together, it's the best situation."
"In my dream, you promised me that you would repay me with your body. I said I don't like men who are not chaste. Who is the woman you are holding tightly in your arms?"
Just as he finished speaking, a woman who looked almost exactly like Yunqi Que slowly walked out from the stairs on the second floor of the palace.
The clothes and jewelry she wore were exactly the same as Yunqi Que in Lan Zhuochi's dream.
Even the wrinkles in the fabric are the same.
"How can there be... two of me?"
"Two of you? You're a fake, and you dare to compare yourself to me?"
"I'm a fake? You're the fake! Your whole family is a fake! It's obvious that you, a monster, used some sinister trick to imitate the dream between me and Zhuo Chi, intending to drive a wedge between us."
"Zhuo Chi, are you going to break your promise? Are you going to just watch her accuse me so aggressively?"
Lan Zhuochi put Yunqi Que down from his arms and took a step forward to protect her behind him. "I'm not so stupid as to not be able to distinguish between humans and demons. Can you imitate her?"
He proudly took out a thick stack of yellow talisman paper and a Qingsui bell, and while chanting a spell with one hand, he shook the Qingsui bell.
The crisp sound of bells rang out, as sharp as thunder.
Lan Zhuochi used a light attack to leap forward at high speed, and the exorcism talismans in his hand kept flying out, brushing against her body and burning her.
It was a rare encounter with a monster that was so difficult to kill and whose true identity could not be easily discovered. Lan Zhuochi became more and more excited as he fought her, and he wished he could subdue her immediately with the monster summoning sticker.
However, that is precisely why.
He was so focused on the ringing of the red bell that he ignored Yunqi Que, who he thought was still safe behind him.
When he turned around, Yunqi Que had disappeared.
All I could see was that the other end of the red string was tied to an invisible, hidden, and disappearing void.
As for the real Yunqi Magpie.
At this moment, he was standing alone in the palace, shaking the red rope desperately but waiting for Lan Zhuochi's response and appearance.
As the number of such incidents increased and the number of strange “movements” increased, she became a little nervous.
The three short and one long knocks on the door echoed rhythmically in the empty palace. The person knocking on the door seemed very patient and did not seem to feel tired.
Logically speaking, the main gate of the palace was thick and heavy, and ordinary people could not knock on it as loudly as they did on the thin wooden door of the side room.
Then, the person knocking on the door is most likely a monster.
Following the direction where the end of the red rope that had half appeared out of thin air disappeared, Yunqi Que groped his way forward to the second floor, looking for the other end of the red rope with caution.
A pair of broad and warm hands suddenly grasped her shoulders from behind.
Yunqi Que was so frightened that he trembled violently and didn't dare to look back to see the true face of the owner of his hand.
"Aque."
It’s Yun Jinglu’s voice!
"Aque, why don't you turn around and look at me?"
"Didn't Ah Lu come here to kill me? Whether I turn around to see you or not, won't the end be death? Yun Jinglu, you've already torn off your disguise, so why do you have to pretend to be so neglected and pitiful?"
Yun Jinglu hugged her from behind, "Aque, come home with me. Even though my true identity is terrifyingly cruel, I've never treated you so brutally. Why can't you just turn a blind eye? Even though I used the identity of Yun Qique as a bargaining chip to stabilize my business from the beginning, and I had similar thoughts about you when I adopted you, from the moment I agreed to be your husband, I sincerely wanted to grow old with you. Aque, come home with me, okay?"
"No." She couldn't stop crying, her voice trembling.
Yun Qique had wanted to hear him explain something like this since they parted, but these words alone were not enough to eliminate the barrier that made him want to kill her.
"Is it because of the Zhuochi?"
"It has nothing to do with Zhuo Chi. I still can't let go of my brother's murderous intention towards me. I stayed with my brother and wanted him to be my husband because I wanted to stay in this rich and noble home forever and possess my brother's kindness forever. Besides, no matter what your reason for adopting me, I got a home, you, A Lu, and more. I shouldn't and have no reason to blame you. But, brother, I can't help but care that you really wanted me dead."
"I promise I won't do it again, Aque. Come home with me, okay?"
Yunqi Que walked out of his arms, suppressed her pent-up emotions, and looked up into his lowered eyes.
"No, because you are a fake Yun Jinglu."
"Nonsense, how could I be fake? Ah Que, are you still mad at me? Stop it, come here, go home with your brother, go back to the home that belongs to us."
"Alu won't change his mind easily. Once he decides to kill me, he will go to great lengths to do it. And what you said is just what I hope he will say in my heart."
Yunqi Que smiled bitterly, with some wavering thoughts in his heart.
Just like that, he died at the hands of this monster.
It’s better than dying sadly at A-lu’s hands.
The fake Yun Jinglu in front of her changed his expression, his face distorted, and pressed forward step by step until he forced her back to the railing on the second floor, then he pushed her down the stairs with sudden force.
When Yunqi Que fell backwards from the building, everything around him began to shatter and collapse, and the floor beneath him collapsed into a bottomless black hole.
She fell for a long time but did not die on the ground until the scene of the palace completely disappeared and a pair of invisible arms caught her steadily.
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