Why is it always you in time travel

Chapter 29

So hot……

There was a raging fire all around, and it was so fierce that the people trapped in the center could only fight in vain, and there was no way to break through the encirclement of the flames.

Gasoline was still leaking, and if he didn't escape, he would really die in the sea of ​​flames, and it was even more likely that it would cause an explosion, and even a trace of the remains of the corpse would not be left.

"Song Yu..."

Chen Zijin searched for this person like crazy, and wanted to tell him to go and rush out, even if he didn't know where the exit was, it was better than being stuck in place, as long as he was willing to rush, there might be a chance of survival.

But where is this person, why can't he find him no matter what!

"Song Yu...Song Yu!"

There was a chuckle in my ears.

The scene was slightly distorted like ripples on the surface of the water, Chen Zijin stopped his hurried steps, was in a daze for a moment, and gradually remembered.

——Actually, it was already too late, he and Song Yu, the former two, had already died in that fire, and had already been reborn.

Then why, the flames around him were still burning, making his whole body hot and painful, and he felt unbearably hot?Where is he now...

"The eyebrows are like emerald feathers, and the skin is better than snow." A familiar voice was speaking, as if it was very close.

There was a slight itchiness around his eyebrows, and Chen Zijin's thoughts gradually woke up from his dream.

His eyelids were sore, he tried hard to open his eyes a little bit, only to feel that the light was bright and dazzling, making people dizzy, and he quickly closed his eyes again for a while.

"Wake up." The person next to him said with a smile, holding a fine brush in his hand, he was actually drawing his eyebrows.

Chen Zijin opened his mouth with difficulty, his throat was as dry and hoarse as if it had been scorched by fire, and he couldn't make a sound. He uttered three words in pain: "Little Red Dress..."

"Hush, don't talk, don't move, it won't look good if you describe it crookedly," Wu Qi was still in high spirits, with infinite admiration in his tone, "Beauty, the young castle master has become more and more beautiful after all these years, wearing women's clothes Your appearance is really indistinguishable from male and female, so it's no wonder that a big man like President Song has such thoughts against you."

Chen Zijin finally opened his eyes again, and his vision was clearer than before. Looking at the hairstyle of the person in front of him covering the corner of his left eye, he replied in a low voice, "As far as gender is indistinguishable, it's still not as good as yours..."

Wu Qi laughed so hard that his shoulders trembled, and he dragged the eyebrow pencil in his hand along the end of Chen Zijin's eyebrows crookedly, drawing a funny mark, and the man immediately burst out laughing, the laughter was very lifelike in his ears cold.

"What poison did you give me?" Chen Zijin calmly waited for him to laugh enough, taking advantage of this moment to lower his eyes to see that he was tied up on a bamboo and rattan chair, and raised his head after seeing clearly to ask him.

"It's nothing," Wu Qi replied, "It's soul-inducing."

"speak English."

"Heh..." Wu Qi took a few steps back, put the pen in his hand on the table, then picked up the wet cotton kerchief in the basin, approached him again without wringing it dry, and carefully wiped the eyebrow line he had drawn , water drops flowed down the face to the neck, "Young castle master has been pretending to be stupid for so many years, how smart should he be in fact? So smart, and the blood of the castle master's wife is still flowing in his body, can't he guess the reason why he is so smart?" What is the soul for?"

Chen Zijin didn't feel ashamed, anyway, he is a modern person, and he doesn't understand if he doesn't understand, so he asked without shame, "So why?"

The person in front of him stopped his hands, tilted his head, looked at him with interest, opened and closed his lips soundlessly, and paused word by word: "Ji, Jian."

Chen Zijin reacted, and immediately felt his scalp go numb, and a layer of cold sweat secreted from his back.

"Young castle master guessed wrong. He was assassinated that day. Those people didn't want to kill you, but wanted to capture you alive." Wu Qi smiled and stretched out a finger, wiping away the drops of water. The young castle master misunderstood the fact that you are too cruel... In fact, they just don't mind whether you are disabled, because the order is that as long as they can catch you, they can only keep you for one breath. Just one breath is enough to sacrifice the sword."

Chen Zijin was speechless, and looked at him as if he was a pervert, feeling cold and terrified at the bottom of his heart.

"It's a pity," the man exaggeratedly sighed, "Those people are too worthless, and they underestimated the young castle master's mind. I didn't expect you to be so powerful... In the end, I had to do it myself."

"Who the hell are you?"

The person in front of him was very frank and gave him an easy puzzle.

"I'm neither Wu Qi nor Qi Shan. My real name is Pei Qingkuang. Does the Master of the Young Castle sound familiar?"

"..." Chen Zijin is really familiar. He seems to have seen it in many Marysu novels. His mood is very complicated. I plan to continue calling him Little Red Dress.

Just as I was thinking about it, the person hidden in the body took the lead to answer this sentence: "Master Shenyu, such a mysterious person has been with me for more than ten years, three lives are lucky."

Chen Zijin groaned in his heart.

What the hell, Master God?

It's too big, brother, he doesn't really want to play directly with the ultimate big boss, okay?

Chen Zijin couldn't keep the teasing anymore, and at the same time, the burning sensation in his body became more and more obvious. If it wasn't for the naked eye, he would think that his body was really set on fire.

"What the hell did you do to me?" Chen Zijin gritted his teeth and frowned in pain.

To be precise, this pain is a labor pain, which comes in waves like an electric current, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, making it really hard to resist.After struggling for a while, the pain finally dissipated. Chen Zijin gasped for breath and used his spare energy to look around and found that he was in a cave.

This action failed to escape the man's eyes, Pei Qingkuang had a sinister smile on his face, his fingers seemed to clamp his chin not too hard, turned his face to face him, and asked: "Do you recognize it?" Where is this?"

Chen Zijin's intuition brought up a bad premonition, and he asked, "Just tell me, where is it?"

"The cave for hiding soldiers in the back mountain of Luomei Castle."

Chen Zijin's complexion darkened, and at a glance just now, his wild guess was so accurate.

"How did you bring me here? Shaking Mountain Pavilion's defenses are so tight, there is no way Song Yu will let you take me away."

"Of course it's because there is a secret road leading directly to this place in the deep forest on that road," Pei Qing laughed smugly, and mentioned a humane way in a sarcasm, "Pavilion Master Huang is really kind-hearted and stupid. Tell him to use that location as the best ambush location, and he will trust it completely. Wouldn’t it be convenient for my god to make a ‘big teleportation’? It’s just that I didn’t expect you to take the initiative to send it to the door. It really kills two birds with one stone.”

"Scheming bitch..." Chen Zijin was heartbroken. He felt that this time he was really stumped. I'm afraid Song Yu would never have thought of this place anyway, and Shen Yu went straight to Luomei Castle. After the person in front of him got the Zijin Sword , everything can no longer be recovered.

But Pei Qingkuang was actually similar to what he thought, except that the two had different positions, one was in a state of anxiety, while the other was naturally sure of winning and complacent.The man let go of the hand holding his chin, retrieved the eyebrow pencil that had been set aside, patiently sketched gently, as if he was completing a delicate painting.

I don't know how long it took to describe it, when Chen Zijin was so sick that his stomach was churning, Pei Qingkuang finally stopped, took out a small portable bronze mirror from his sleeve, brought it to him, and said with a gentle smile: "Look , like the one who passed away?"

Chen Zijin didn't want to answer at all, he just thought he was perverted, not only perverted, but also weird, it's fine for a man who likes to wear red dresses, and he also carries a mirror with him, it's really shameless.But just after he glanced at the bronze mirror with his eyebrows fixed, he was completely stunned.

—Like, really like.

It seemed that he didn't need to elaborate, he knew who the person was referring to.

This is clearly the appearance of his mother, the younger mother in his impression, if she is dressed in ancient clothes.

"You really look like her... No, you are her." Pei Qingkuang moved half a step, side by side with him, and looked into the mirror with him, with deep eyes, as if looking at another person through him, whispering confession He said, "You are the real martial arts genius in this Jianghu. Who said that a peerless person must be world-class in martial arts? In my opinion, no one can match you. Only you can make the strongest weapon in the world. "

The man stroked his palm under his jaw, and covered his cheek with his backhand. Chen Zijin dodged his head unhappily, and asked, "Are you crazy? I'm not the sword maker."

Pei Qing laughed lowly.

"Yes, you are not him, but you are his son, with the same blood as hers," he withdrew his hand, and slowly moved his fingers to the obtrusive hair covering one side of his eye, and suddenly, recited a sentence Chen Zijin said in surprise, "'The sword maker knows the sharp sword, knows the sword, and if you use your body as a sword, everything can be a sword'. Few people in the world know the secret of this. I intend to put the cheat book in your Go to the room, I wonder if you really understand this sentence after all these years?"

"What do you mean?" Chen Zijin was extremely disturbed and wanted to close his eyes, but he stared fixedly at the face of the person in the mirror as if bewitched, watching his slow movements.

"Forging a sword with her body is something she has done before. She shed blood to feed the sword, and only then did she have the soul of the Zijin sword; and the so-called heart sword, there is still a soul missing."

Pei Qingkuang's hand gradually brushed away the thick hair, and there was a strange blood-red symbol painted on the end of that eye. Chen Zijin had an impression, and knew where he had seen it - it was Song Yu who had caught it earlier. The bracelet on the wrist of the person who lives in the gods has this indecipherable pattern on it.

At that time, I didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but now that he was poisoned by the soul-inducing poison, Chen Zijin finally had a violent reaction to this symbol. In an instant, his body became more uncomfortable, as if the fire was burning more intensely. Until he felt the incompatibility of the soul turbulently in his body.

"Well--"

The body tied to the chair struggled endlessly, and finally calmed down after a long time...

Pei Qing laughed wildly and wiped off the sweat on his forehead, coaxing softly: "Use your blood to feed Zijinjian, remember?"

Chen Zijin's eyes were empty and lifeless, as if his soul had been hollowed out, and he nodded mechanically when he heard the words.

The man's hearty laughter echoed in the cave, and it stopped after a while, and he said softly: "Good boy."