A man stood behind her, his sword falling on her neck.

The blade was sharp and shimmered with cold light.

The scene changed, and a sea of flowers turned into a blue sea and blue sky.

Ye Xiyue turned around in a daze, looking at the person holding the sword against her neck, the abundance of life is handsome, like a god's mansion, who else can it be if it is not Huangjun Ye.

The difference is that Huang Junye has blue eyes, while he has a pair of glass red eyes, with a hint of demonic charm all over his body.

"Tell me who are you?" His thin lips opened lightly, and he gently spat out a word.

Ye Xiyue stopped, only to feel that this sentence was like a thunderbolt from a sunny day through her heart, "Huangjun night? ”

She was dumbfounded, a little incredulous, he actually put a sword against her neck?

"Tell me who are you?" He said the same thing a second time.

Ye Xiyue's eyes sank, no, this person is Huangjun Ye, but not Huangjun Ye.

Same face, same eyes, the only difference is the color of the eyes......

The hand, holding the blade, moved down little by little, until her hand rested on her heart.

Her tone was calm, but her heart was turbulent, "Huangjun Ye, pierce in from here, do you dare?" ”

"Want to die? This seat is perfect for you! The sword left his hand, the man held the sword, and the blade flashed with cold light, straight to her heart-

'Bang! ’

It was like a firework exploded in her mind, and Ye Xiyue read in a daze: "Huangjun night, Huangjun night ......"

Xue Wuxian, who was healing her injuries, frowned deeply when she heard these three words.

He landed on her brow's hand, and paused slightly.

She, is she thinking about the night of Huangjun?

Even if she is seriously injured, even in her sleep, Ye Xiyue still can't forget the night of Huangjun?

With long and thick eyelashes, she slowly opened her eyes, and her consciousness was half-awake, Ye Xiyue only felt that her head hurt so much, and she couldn't even tell whether this was reality or a dream.

The figure in front of him went from clear to blurry, and then from blur to clear, constantly rotating, constantly changing, and the face of Snow without injury, in Ye Xiyue's eyes, gradually formed the face of Huang Junye.

She stretched out her hand tremblingly, stroked the face of 'Huangjun Night', her dry and pale lips, and said softly, "Why...... Want to kill me? Why? ”

Someone is going to burn the baby, someone is going to kill her.

The words that sounded like judgment struck her head, and her heart trembled.

She forgot her previous life, forgot her senior brother, forgot how she died, she wanted to believe in Huang Junye, and only believed in him, but in the end, she still couldn't escape the fate of her previous life?

Huang Jun wields a sword at night to kill her!

Xue Wuxian heard this, her brows furrowed deeply, who wanted to kill her?

"Yueyue, Yueyue, wake up~~"

He shook her shoulders and gently patted her cheek, prompting her to come to her senses.

Ye Xiyue's consciousness fell into darkness again-

This time, she strangely didn't dream.

Xue Wuxian's expression tightened, "Yueyue? ”

He suddenly picked up Ye Xiyue and walked out.

Little Lori saw everything just now, Xiao Qi was casting a spell to save the master, and the master woke up during the period, as if he had a nightmare, and asked some messy questions, and then the master fainted again.

But Su Xiaoqi wants to take its owner away for Mao?

The little guy blocked the door, on full alert, why did this guy want to hold her master?

Although they are all women, they are not allowed to take their owners away before dawn.