Chapter 3 How far the mind goes, how far do you roll for me

Dressed in a black background with gold silk and purple robes, he was loosely worn on his body, covering his perfect figure.

It's a pity that this man was one, two, three, four, five, six...... Well, eighteen chains were locked to the cliff wall.

The distance between the two sides, although not far apart, can still see clearly with her extraordinary eyesight.

Those eighteen iron chains should be harder than a thousand-year-old black iron.

Her eyebrows moved slightly, this man was trapped?

Under his feet, there was a white mist, like a white cloud, beautiful.

Who the hell is he, actually living in such a way?

"Little unlucky ghost!"

"Was that you?" This voice, this sentence, was obviously exactly the same as when she just fell, obviously she couldn't see him clearly, but her intuition told her that the man was looking at her, and his gaze was as cold as iron.

Ye Xiyue saw that the man stopped talking, and also felt the man's gaze move away from her, so she simply didn't say anything.

She wanted to sit up, but suddenly a red ball of light gathered in the sky, which was the remnants of the man-eating flower!

What's terrible is that the blood-red ball of light is heading at her position, ready to smash down-

Ye Xiyue: "......"

The next moment, the conjecture became a reality, and the ball of light was like an arrow off the string, flying towards her body.

Ye Xiyue really didn't have the strength to move a little more, when she got out of the cannibal flower just now, she exhausted all the remaining strength in her body, and before her consciousness was annihilated, she saw the red light in the sky, in full swing.

The red light smashed on her, turning into a point of light in an instant, and disappeared without a trace.

"Hehe, the little thing has a big life." A whisper turned into a breeze in the air and slowly dissipated.

I saw that the man who was chained by eighteen iron chains, like the person in the painting, broke free from the chains and slowly floated down from the cliff.

Dressed in a purple and black robe, the placket and cuffs are embroidered with light gold silk threads with Tengyun auspicious patterns.

The black hair is like splashing ink, and the clouds are flowing on the back, and the black clothes and black hair, the clothes and hair are flowing and elegant, not tied or tied, slightly fluttering, lined with the figure hanging in mid-air, like a god from the sky.

The eyebrows are like ink paintings, the face is like peach petals, and the sexy lips are as rosy as rouge.

He is extremely beautiful, but there is no femininity at all, especially those eyes, which are cold and have a touch of arrogance.

He stared at Ye Xiyue, a glimmer flashed in his calm eyes, "You have to break the center of this formation with your hand, this palace is free, little thing, this palace remembers you, this palace will come back to find your ......"

No one would have thought that the man-eating flower was the center of this formation.

A charming smile tugged at the corners of his beautiful lips, and he dodged away.

……

……

Ye Xiyue was half-asleep and half-awake, and a scene from the 21st century came to mind.

"Xiyue, good, senior brother has been with you for so many years, more than ten years of life and death, it's time for you to repay your senior brother, right? Give me your heart! ”

On the cliff, the cold wind was whistling, and at that moment, the wind tore not her face, but her heart.

Senior brother, he stabbed the knife into her heart.

"Dig out your heart and give it to me?"

He said: Senior brother is just such a precious junior sister as you, I treat you as a lover and girlfriend, don't let my senior brother down.

He said: Ye Xiyue, senior brother has been with you for so many years, just to dig your heart on the day you become an adult.

He said: If you want to hate, hate it, blame you for being born different.

He and her, as agents of the Intelligence Bureau, have been born and died for more than ten years, licking blood with knives for more than ten years, and they have depended on each other, in exchange for nothing more than he stabbed into her heart!

Ten years of life and death.

My heart was so cold and painful, and I didn't wait for her to wake up, when suddenly a strange memory forcibly entered her mind and merged with her.

"You little wastewood, you don't talk all day, are you dumb?"

"Even if you are noble, so what? Except for grandpa, no one looks down on you, what else will you do except cry to grandpa? Rubbish! ”

"Ye Xiyue, you go to die, idiot, you are really shameless, slut!"

"I don't believe that you won't be able to kill you this time, just give me as far as your thoughts are."

“……”

Memories that came by force, very strange.