Chapter 312: Broken love leads to injury-
The complete strangeness and defensiveness on Gu Cangyue's face seemed not to be fake.
Even if Song Weichen was not blind, even if she looked like her original self at this moment, he still wouldn't recognize her.
The feeling of suffocation became more and more severe. Song Weichen used his uninjured hand to try to break Gu Cangyue's grip, but it was like a worm shaking a tree.
Because she must not expose her secrets in the Realm Lord's Mansion, and she must not use the power of puppet control and the puppet phantom spirit fetus here, she even deliberately left the puppet control jade pendant in Wuqing Residence when she left Sichen Mansion. ——So Song Weichen at this moment is a complete mortal.
How can mortals fight against gods?
Having difficulty breathing and hazy consciousness, the face under the mica bird-beak mask gradually became unreal,
“Is he fake and not the real Gu Cangyue?”
With the thoughts appearing in his mind, Song Weichen stretched out his hand to grab his mask,
"Pa!"
The mica bird-beak mask fell in response, and the pressure on Song Weichen's neck disappeared instantly. Gu Cangyue took a step back and half-covered her face with her big palms.
"Idiot! How dare you?!"
"Cough, cough..."
Song Weichen hunched over and leaned on the rockery beside the road to catch his breath. Son.
Although it was just a scrawled glance in the dim light, she was still extremely sure that behind the mask was the face she was very familiar with. Who could it be if it wasn't her Big Bird? It was a pity that there was a complete look in her eyes. strange.
"Although I think we should get married directly, if you insist, we can fall in love first."
The words of love were still in my ears at that time, but the man in front of me was no longer affectionate, and there was only disgust in his eyes.
My heart ached with dissatisfaction, and there was a hint of fishy sweetness in my throat. Song Weichen almost tried his best to calm down the churning breath.
At this time, Gu Cangyue had put the mica beak mask on her face again. He was approaching Song Weichen step by step, his fingertips transformed into sharp claws, and his body was filled with murderous aura.
“You’d better have your last words in mind.”
He pinched Song Weichen's shoulder with one hand, and the sharp claw on his thumb was like a sharp blade, easily piercing into her shoulder socket, and a blood-red wintersweet sprouted out of her snow-white dress.
"It hurts..."
Song Weichen's eyes were full of disappointment.
"Who sent you here? It would be easier to die if you tell the truth."
A cold voice sounded in her ears, ignoring her cry of pain and showing no mercy.
The painful pain in the shoulder made Song Weichen realize the reality - Gu Cangyue would really kill her.
“Can’t die.”
“Can’t die.”
Gu Cangyue doesn’t remember her, something must have gone wrong. If she really died in his hands today Here, once he thinks about the past and present in the future, he may not be able to live alone, and she cannot die.
And she has to sacrifice her life to lift Mo Tingfeng's love-killing ban on Chinese Valentine's Day. No matter what, she can't die now! .
"Lord Cang Yue, I am Sang Pu, the piano master of Si Chen Mansion. I was ordered to go to the banquet today to play the piano for the nobles. I accidentally got lost and bumped into you. I didn't mean to offend you. Please tell me, Lord!"
Song Weichen endured the pain. Opening her mouth, she just wanted to settle the matter first and let Gu Cangyue let her go for the time being.
Of course she could use her name to summon Mo Tingfeng to save the situation, but then they would definitely fight, which was definitely not what she wanted.
……
“Si Chenfu’s piano master?”
Gu Cangyue snorted coldly, grabbed her wrist and looked at her fingers, which happened to be the injured one. Another burst of heart-piercing pain hit her, and the pain made her break into a cold sweat.
“This is the first time I have seen a luthier who broke off his wrist to play the qin at a banquet. How dare you approach me with such poor excuses and methods?”
“No matter how bad the guy surnamed Mo is, I'm not stupid enough to send you This kind of thing comes to follow me."
Gu Cangyue pinched her fingers on Song Weichen's shoulder and dug her claws into the shoulder socket,
"You still don't want to tell the truth?"
...
"Cang Yue...I hurt..."
Song Weichen's body ached and his heart ached even more, and his emotions collapsed in an instant.
"Do you seriously...don't remember me?"
Gu Cangyue was startled, the hand on her shoulder seemed to loosen, and her face moved closer to Song Weichen, Mica Bird There was a trace of hesitation in the eyes exposed under the beak mask.
"You...?"
Song Weichen originally wanted to ask him if he still remembered the snowy promise of Tingfeng Mansion; wanted to ask him if he still remembered that he almost razed the ghost market for her; wanted to ask him if he still remembered The Well of Time; she wanted to ask him when he would take her to Yushan Yaotai again... But under his eyes that were so distant, she really couldn't ask these words.
......
"Thousands of Paper Cranes."
Song Weichen finally spoke with difficulty. She still remembered the paper crane that mysteriously disappeared in her dream, and she had been carefully preserving it. It's the paper crane he gave me.
Hearing Qian Zhihe, the hand pinching Song Weichen's shoulder trembled obviously, the claws peeled off, and Lone Cangyue let go of her.
"I have never used the paper crane clone for ten thousand years. How can you, a mere mortal, know this?"
With a very alert look in his deep eyes, he put his head close to it. Song Weichen asked in an almost whispering voice,
"What else do you know?"
..."I also know that you once said..."
Song Weichen thought of what Gu Cangyue said when he gave her the paper crane, and felt troubled in his heart.
“Light it up when you want to see me. No matter where the world is or where there are mountains of swords and seas of fire, I will do it. Coming for you"
"Bang. !”
I never expected that after hearing this, Gu Cangyue was not at all emotional, but suddenly raised her arms and grabbed Song Weichen’s neck and slammed her against the rockery wall behind her - although The distance was only two or three feet, but the force was enough to make her internal organs and blood surge.
"Poof!"
Song Weichen spat out a mouthful of blood, and all of it fell on the tiger's mouth where he had strangled her throat. She looked like she was dying, but Gu Cangyue was unmoved at all, and her expression became even more sinister.
"Hearsay, clever words! You dare to play this trick with me without even considering what kind of person you are."
"I want to see who you are working for. Who will come to replace you today? Collect the corpse!"
Gu Cangyue suddenly raised his left hand and waved his sword finger. A stream of light blue ice crystals came out from his fingertips and instantly condensed into a thorny ice blade. He threw the ice blade into the air. He caught it with his backhand and slashed towards Song Weichen's neck!
"Dang!!"
Dozens of golden needles pierced the ice blade, instantly penetrating it and turning it into ice crystal powder. The golden needles then narrowly missed Song Weichen's ears and temples and disappeared into the rockery behind him - the force It was so violent that there were several cracks on the rockery where the needle was inserted.
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“Cang Yue Zhenjun! It’s difficult for a little girl, I’m afraid there will be something wrong!”
A black shadow flew across the sky. came out and landed firmly next to the two of them.
"Is it you?"
Gu Cangyue raised an eyebrow and looked at the person with a provocative face,
"Master Ji is not fighting with the realm master in the palace, so what are you doing here? ”
“Ji received Si Chen’s Your Majesty asked me to come here to pick up his piano master for the banquet."
It turned out that Mo Tingfeng had long wanted to go out to find Song Weichen, but he was dragged by the realm master to discuss the "Warlock Leveling Trial" that would start in more than a month. "It's so important that he really can't get away from it.
But since Song Weichen left the palace, even if she had half of his consciousness, Mo Tingfeng could not confirm where she was at the moment and whether she was okay. He directed a message to Ding Heran, Ye Wujiu and Zhuang Yuheng, asking them to confirm Song Weichen Even in this situation, no response was received - presumably because there is some kind of special barrier restriction in the Realm Lord's Mansion.
Remembering that she had followed Gu Cang Yue out of the palace, Mo Tingfeng became even more anxious and had to ask Ji Baishou, who was also in the palace, to go out and look for her.
Fortunately, Ji Bai came in time, otherwise Song Weichen would have turned into a ghost at this moment.
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“Is she really from Si Chen Mansion?”
Gu Cangyue looked at Song Weichen with disdain in her eyes, and finally withdrew the hand that was pinching her neck, and stood with her sleeves folded and her hands behind her back.
Without Gu Cangyue's "clamp", Song Weichen could no longer hold on and fell softly toward the ground.
“Little girl!”
Ji Bai made a fist with one hand and stretched out his arm to hug her - this was a last resort method to contact the "opposite sex", which shows that Ji Bai The first pair of sad painting fans adhere to the "husband's virtue".
Song Weichen did not lose consciousness, but because of Gu Cangyue's several attacks, she was physically and mentally traumatized, which caused old illnesses marked by past lives. She tried to raise her hand to fumble for a pill of Huangquan Sungrass from the medicine bottle on her waist. He took the elixir, but it was in vain.
"Medicine..."
"Huh? What did you say?"
Where has Ji Baishou ever served such a weak porcelain doll? He couldn't hear Song Weichen's "help" at all. .
"Pfft."
She vomited another mouthful of blood, her consciousness drifted away, and she could hardly hold on.
Gu Cangyue made a "tsk" sound, and it was obvious that she was extremely impatient. She took out a very delicate jade bottle from her sleeve pocket and threw it to Ji Baishou,
"The best fairy medicine is cheaper than this one." Mortal."
"Since she is really an ordinary piano player, I don't need to make things difficult for her, just take her away."
Without saying anything, Ji Bai hurriedly opened the jade bottle and fed a few pills of fairy medicine into Song Weichen's mouth - it was a holy product of the fairy family, and he didn't know what kind of spiritual creature it was made from, but it only took a cup of tea. , Song Weichen recovered visibly with the naked eye. Not only was his old illness suppressed, but all the injuries on his neck, shoulders and even wrists were healed.
“Uncle Ji.”
Song Weichen obediently called Ji Bai and used his strength to stand up.
She moved her wrists and shoulders, but there was no difference. She even played the piano. Except for a place in her heart that turned into a hole, she no longer felt any discomfort.
"Go back, you are not here, but Ting Feng is very anxious."
"Well. I'm sorry...I got lost, and I have been in this garden and can't get out."
Song Weichen lowered his head and clasped his fingers, indeed like a child in front of Ji Baishou.
He looked at her, shook his head helplessly, and walked forward.
"You too, what are you doing here to come to this garden? This is the famous Zhuge Bazhen Mountain in the Boundary Lord's Mansion. It has endless changes. Even people who have been in the manor for hundreds of years will get lost if they walk in it. Don’t talk about you anymore.”
“Follow me.”
With a low voice, Song Weichen trotted behind Ji Bai and disappeared into the night.
She didn't look at Gu Cang Yue again, not even a glance, because she was afraid that just one look would make her cry.
So Song Weichen naturally wouldn't notice that behind her, Lone Cangyue's extremely complex eyes were following her, and he didn't look away for a long time even when she had disappeared into the endless night.
And the hand hidden in his sleeve was dripping with blood, and the blood was glowing with light blue ghost crystal starlight - that was his own blood.
I don’t know when, Gu Cangyue’s fingers once again had sharp claws. The difference was that this time he did not reach out to anyone, but allowed them to grow and penetrate the hand he was holding tightly. fist.