Chapter 3784

Ran Bai hurried back to the camp. The red clothes were blown by the wind. She opened the curtain, suddenly supported the wooden table next to her to stabilize her shape, coughed several times, and her voice was hoarse. The bloody and sweet blood poured into her throat and was swallowed back by her. The sharp pain shared with another person in her heart stirred all the time, like a blunt knife.

The emperor lowered his eyes and looked at his hands.

Dark blue blood vessels and veins are prominent, pale to abnormal.

When she looked sideways, she saw the shadow outside the camp tent.

Dyed white and expressionless, just looked at it.

Outside the camp,

Gu Jingxian stood outside. It was cold. His breath soon condensed into ice fog. He was afraid that she would be angry. He didn't come in. He just watched outside. When she came out, he could see him.

The night was dark and there was no light or shadow.

They were separated by only one camp, but it seemed to separate the gap.

I don't know how long it took, the emperor suddenly came out and threw him in! His back hit the edge of the table heavily, and the pain was severe. Gu Jingxian didn't say a word. Then he fell down with a furious and crazy kiss. He soon got a fog in his eyes. He didn't know whether it was painful or how. He tried his best to respond to dye white.

A low gasp sounded in the camp.

"Envy." when kissing deep, the man suddenly called him without warning.

A simple title made Gu Jingxian wake up in an instant, his blood flowed back, and his whole body was frozen, cold and cold.

She never called him that.

His face turned white, his eyelashes trembled uneasily, his clothes were dyed white and made messy and wrinkled, and his eyes were full of her.

"How much does she look like Gu?" ran Bai pressed the man there and smiled at him. She asked him gently and innocuously. Her fingertips rolled his lips. Those dark peach blossom eyes were an abyss and could drag people down at any time.

"My lord..." Gu's voice trembled with amazement.

"Gu is asking you something." ranbai pinches Gu Jingxian's chin and calmly repeats, "how much does Gu look like her?"

Gu Jingxian shook his head.

"Speak." her tone was clear and very light, but she felt a cruel sense of oppression.

"Can't you do that?" Gu Jingxian was pale, breathed slightly, and his voice was a little rusty. "You're not like her, and she's not like you at all."

Listen to this answer.

Dyed white smiled, but the smile made people shudder.

"I can't stand it anymore," she said.

The sound is very light. The wind and snow outside the tent of the same camp are crushed and fall together. The voice lines seem to be distorted. The emotion contained in it is bleeding and the tip of the heart trembles.

"What gives you the illusion that you have a good solitary temper and can tolerate it again and again." she said lightly, as if she had met at first, with a light and sarcastic tone and a low determination: "or do you really think there's nothing going on during this period of time?"

"Why are we so naive, general Gu?"

Every word you say,

Gu Jingxian's face turned white.

The bloody reality was revealed.

The waves never stopped.

He was submerged at the end of the deep sea where he could not see the dawn, stretched out his hand and sank to the bottom of the sea countless times.

He saw the moon in the dark.

One last look.

It's a gray color.

"I didn't think so." he was so tired that he didn't know what to do and what to say to please her. He also thought about giving up countless times, but he still struggled in the wrapped cocoon, and even every word seemed pale and powerless.

How can a drowning man see the moon?

Can the dust pick up the stars before dawn?

Will the sun rise after the tide?

Forget it.

impossible.

fool.

"Gu Jingxian, I don't have much time."

The light sentence made the man suddenly raise his eyes. He seemed to be a little dull and confused, with careful fear: "what do you mean, sir?"

What is called.

Not much time.

He couldn't understand what ranbai said.

However, ranbai didn't stay too long in this sentence and didn't answer Gu Jingxian's question. She was not a good person. She insisted on coming here and didn't think about anything else. The only purpose was to take her away.

Today, even if she pushes people to a desperate situation, she will get a result.

It can only be the result she wants.

The emperor slowly refused to give him a dagger. At the moment when the cold light came into his eyes, his eyes were torn. Gu Jingxian kept shaking his head, his fingertips trembled and retreated. He was resisting, but he was held down so hard by tainted white. Sheng Sheng stuffed the dagger stained with her body temperature into Gu Jingxian's hand, forced Gu Jingxian's five fingers to close, held the dagger tightly, and she stared at him, Word by word: "kill me."

"No..." when the cold dagger hit the palm of his hand, the pain spread to his soul. The fire burned for a long time and his heart was deserted. Gu Jingxian desperately wanted to deny it, but found that he could not stop anything. He could only watch everything go to the abyss. He was also the culprit.

Even his breathing stopped. His great fear was overwhelming, enough to tear the cocoon shell. Facing the soft and bloody wound, he wanted to cry loudly, but there was no tear. The exhaustion and pain of the top were enough to burn people to death in the fire and indulge in the deep sea, leaving only a body.

Ranbai personally held his trembling hands, turned the tip of the knife and aimed at his heart. Her eyes were on him from beginning to end. Those peach eyes were deadly and poisonous. She told him almost cruelly, like lingchi before dawn: "only when you die alone can you be with her."

"Either do it or come with me."

She handed the choice to him herself.

Give him the emperor's sincerity and priceless life.

As long as he has a choice.

"Why?" he asked.

"Gu Jingxian, many things in the world don't need a reason. You have to understand."

"You know...". In front of Li Guang in the deep sea, when heavy fog rises everywhere.

His long eyelashes slowly hung down, like broken withered butterfly wings. His eyes were quiet and soft, reflecting the sharp dagger in his hand, the slender fingers holding him, and finally the dyed white eyebrows and eyes.

"You know."

He said.

Like choking, like calm.

It rained for a long time, the tide began to fade, and when the fog dispersed, the drowning man caught the moon, passed through his fingertips, empty handed, the sea waves suddenly rose, the moon was fuzzy and broken, and there was nothing since his fingertips. It turned out that it was just a reflection in the middle of the sea.