The next day, no matter where the egret was, Yi Gucheng and Huang would follow her on both sides, unable to get rid of them no matter how hard they tried. Yi Gucheng had already scolded the eighteenth generation of Huang's ancestors in his heart. Of course... that was also scolding.

his own ancestors.

In this way, the three of them walked on the street, especially dazzling.

The egret rolled his eyes and walked back from the street. Back to the inn, Qing Zhuyu kept winking at him. After a long time, Qing Zhuyu showed no sign of leaving. The egret looked at him with the corner of his mouth twitching, "I've seen enough."

Haven’t you? You’ve seen enough and go back to bed.” There are already two of them that are annoying enough, but there’s one more.

Qingzhuyu glanced at the egret angrily, curled his lips and left.

After that, Egret spent the whole day sitting on the roof of the inn, admiring the sky, the earth, the sun, and the two beauties next to him. In the next three days, Egret was on the verge of collapse, and felt that he needed to talk to Yi Gucheng and Huang.

.

In the evening, Yinlong came down with a group of his men. There were only ten of them, not many, but everyone's rank was above the King Illusionist. Anyone who took them out would be a supreme being.

It can be seen that Yinlong attaches great importance to this matter.

After dinner in the evening, Huang and Yi Gucheng left strangely. Although Bailu was surprised, he also knew that they might have to talk about something they didn't want him to know...

——

The night wind blows like snow, slowly blowing by. In the woods not far away, the leaves are yellow and sparse, and the branches are withered. Autumn is here in an instant.

"Actually, you don't really hate me staying by Xiao Lu's side." Huang raised his eyes to look at the bright moon, the bright light shining in his eyes, turned his head to look at Yi Gucheng standing aside, Huang said: "

Right?"

Yi Gucheng's heart trembled, but his face was as expressionless as frost, and his dark eyes were like an abyss, bottomless and undetectable.

His hands were clasped behind his back, and his body was tall and tall, like a sword from ancient times, bearing thousands of years of vicissitudes and desolation.

There was silence for a long time, and the surroundings were silent, and each other's breathing could be heard clearly.

"Actually, you are afraid. You are afraid that when my soul is taken away by Yan Sifeng, Little Heron will not be able to bear the blow, right?" Huang's face had a smile, like a spring breeze blowing by, hiding the tenderness of intoxication.

"Actually, although we come from the same soul, we have two completely different hearts."

Huang raised his eyes to look at the sky again. At this moment, what radiated from his bones was a kind of desolation that had accumulated for thousands of years.

Yi Gucheng opened his mouth but said nothing.

He knew that at this time, nothing could be said. He could feel the loneliness and bitterness in Huang.

"Actually, I am also afraid, afraid that my soul will fly away, but I can't show it in front of the little egret."

"I also know how cruel it is to appear in front of the little egret and then disappear after a while."

"But I can't help it, I don't want to, but I just want to spend the last time of my life with her."

"..."

In the small woods, Huang's heartbeat echoed.

One speaks with his heart, the other listens with his heart.

After a long time, Yi Gucheng walked to Huang's side, raised his hand tremblingly, and wanted to pat Huang's shoulder comfortingly, but his hand was frozen in the air.

His eyes moved slightly, and Yi Gucheng seemed to have made up his mind and patted Huang's shoulder hard.

"Don't die so early." No matter how many words he said, they only came together into one sentence.
Chapter completed!