Suddenly.

The little fool rushed up the hill and saw a courtyard and a small dark house.

He was stunned and decisively rushed to the little black room!

The location is different, the layout is different, but the little black house will always be the little black house! Don't ask, asking is the insistence of Chu Da's pervert!

When Liang Wenxi, who turned into a ball of white light, rushed into the small black room, he saw a person lying on the ground, and that person was completely unconscious, his body was very hot, and his breath was like a gossamer......

"Xiangxiang??"

Liang Wenxi was timid, at this moment, his heart was broken, his heartache was almost suffocating, and his heart hurt so much that he wanted to cry.

Chu Liumu, a white-clothed national teacher who was slowly walking on the way to escape: "......"

He leisurely touched the corners of his eyes, wiped away a teardrop, and then half-squinted at the cloudy mountains ahead.

"Today's wind is a little strong, and it has blinded the eyes of this seat......"

White-clad Squires: "......"

Where does the wind come from, tomorrow will be clear!

The national teacher, you are crying, we know, we are all blind, we can pretend that we don't see it!

Don't use that lame excuse as an excuse!

Almost in front of the foot and behind the foot.

As soon as the ghost uncle and the little fool unlocked the Qimen Dunjia on the mountain, King Wenyuan had already carried Jiang Jianchen up the mountain with him.

Seeing Zhou Yanqing's miserable appearance at the moment, it was as if half of his life was gone, and the whole person was extremely weak, and his breath was almost incomprehensible.

King Wenyuan had a cold face, pushed it with his big hand, and directly pushed Jiang Jianchen, who looked cold, into the small black room.

Immediately......

As soon as the door was closed, King Wen Yuan sat expressionlessly outside the small black room, sitting upright, waiting patiently.

It got a little darker, and it got a little brighter.

......

Zhou Yanqing took a trip before the ghost gate closed, and I don't know how long it took, she finally woke up.

I thought I was dead!

The moment she woke up, she touched her chest, and the speed of her heartbeat before she fell unconscious became weaker and weaker, and it was really a near-death experience.

The feeling of the break is really terrifying, and the experience of the break this time is far more terrifying than the interruption she unknowingly broke when she first crossed.

Her vitality was lost with the passage of time, but she could do nothing about it, and could only watch as she weakened day by day, her breath slowed down, and her heart beat slower.

The feeling of being threatened with death is far more terrifying and helpless than drowning.

She never wanted to experience it a second time!

She looked sideways, and the light leaking through the crack in the door concluded that it was probably noon.

A cold, dusty and arrogant man lay against the wall, far away from her.

He was wearing a smoky green gown, and she recognized the other person's identity at a glance.

It is the prince of the enemy country, and the 'king' in her harem, Jiang Jianchen.

I always feel that the word 'Jun' is a bit awkward, not as straightforward as the word male concubine.

Jiang Jianchen's condition is fine, unlike that time when Cen Yining was sucked into a dry corpse.

His flesh and blood were not shriveled, but his complexion was as white as snow, and his lips were very light, but at this moment he added a touch of affection, and the person was like air, white as smoke and mist, as if transparent.

And there is a tuft of gray hair on both sides of his sideburns, even if his face is still the same face, he is still handsome and beautiful.

But from the gray hair, it can be seen that he has suffered some damage.

At the same time as Zhou Yanqing got up, Jiang Jianchen also slowly opened his eyes.

Bing glanced at Zhou Yanqing coldly, his indifferent eyes had no emotion, just tapped the wooden wall with his jade-colored fingertips.