Qin Bai leaves, Jingyue's arrogant laughter rings out in the attic. It seems that after Qin Bai leaves, Jingyue's face slowly converges.

A simple white clothes without the slightest finishing, a head of green silk randomly scattered on the back, Jing Yue's face convergence of all emotions, sitting at the table figure, hung his head, the strength of the hand slightly clenched, looking at the chain that locked his ankle silent for a long time.

I don't know about the past few months. Jing Yue only knows that the warm March day at that time, and now the sun outside is so burning. Even if she is locked in the attic, she can feel the hot wind blowing in with the taste of summer.

Now it should be

Is it June or July?

Maybe later

Jingyue's mouth stirred up a cold smile. After she woke up, it was in this room that scenes of the past passed through Jingyue's mind. The soul stirring battlefield, when she ordered the animals, seemed to be far away from her.

The last memory is the battle in which many people died.

You win, but you lose.

Jingyue looked up at the silver wind chime floating in the wind, with the breeze blowing, issued a clear sound.

Sheng Zu is the place where Jing Yue said she would set foot in the morning, but she didn't expect to set foot here in this way. Jing Yue's eyes were cold and fresh. She remembered that after her last struggle, she didn't remember what she had done.

When Jingyue returns to Qingming again, it is here that she comes to.

The Holy Family base far away from the secular world.

"Have something to eat, saint." When Jingyue was thinking about the distance, a respectful call came from her ear. Jingyue's body moved slightly and turned to look at it.

The woman who came to Jingyue with a plate, dressed in white, respectfully put the plate on the table in front of Jingyue, with a pair of dark eyes looking at Jingyue, with a little worried color.

"Qingru, I said not to call me saint." Jingyue heard the woman's address, frown disgusted wrinkle, cold voice said.

"But the saint..." Qing Ru has been taking care of Jing Yue's daily life for such a long time. Now when she hears Jing Yue's words, she opens her mouth and wants to speak, but when she comes into contact with Jing Yue's cold golden green eyes, she silently swallows her words.

"Yes." Clear as soft and weak should be a sentence.

"Take it away. I don't want to eat it." Jingyue looked at the thing, coldly opened his head, closed his eyes without saying a word, a pair of don't want to pay attention to the appearance.

“……” On one side, Qingru looks at Jingyue and opens her mouth. She seems to want to talk, but she doesn't know how to say it. Her lips move slightly. She helplessly looks at Jingyue and says, "Miss Yue, why do you torture yourself like this..."

"The high priest is so kind to the girl Why do you want to go when you are a saint Clear such as the eye is very don't understand, stare at Jing month a face to doubt of open mouth to say.

"Ha?" Jingyue chuckled, her eyelashes trembled and opened slowly. Her golden green eyes were staring at Qingru and said, "are you good to me? Is it good for me to kill my father first and then my brother? "

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