For He Jing, what does the Emperor Nine Mansion represent, or what does just one nine characters represent, even her heart is gradually blurred at the moment, she once regarded that thing as her own belief, and she is willing to follow that man for the rest of her life.

And after Wei Jiu's death, she simply wanted to climb to the same height as that man, and then look at this world, how different it would be, but in the process of this struggle, everything became boring, just for He Jing, this river and lake has lost most of its color.

Leaving the Dijiu Mansion, Liu Ameng drove her in the west city where the night was getting darker, and the two were silent, but they knew it.

When Liu Ameng asked about the destination, He Jing suddenly came to her senses, but the next second she fell into confusion again, because she didn't know what kind of destination she should have at the moment, she thought that she had reached a kind of bottleneck, as if she had crossed the catastrophe, and she might go crazy at any time.

Just when Hejing was at a loss, a phone call came, it was a number from the capital, Hejing hesitated for a moment, or chose to connect, hearing the familiar voice on the other side of the phone, Hejing's expression was slowly relieved, and it was rare to have a few hints of joy.

The guy who everyone thought must be dead was not dead, and he seemed to be alive and well when he heard the voice, which made He Jing suddenly feel a little more brilliance in this dark night.

It's not eye-catching, but the tone is just right.

"Are you in the capital now?" asked Hejing after the greeting.

"I'm here. Li Panruo's voice suddenly said heavily.

"When will you be back?" asked Hejing as she continued, a little more concerned in her voice.

"I don't know, I'm not sure, maybe I'll never be able to go back to Xicheng, Sister Jing, I can only ask you for wanderers. Li Panruo said, extremely sad, the biggest hero of the Emperor Nine Mansions, it seemed that he didn't get anything.

He Jing's expression darkened, and she warned Li Banruo on the other side of her conversation with Wei Qinghe just now, and Li Banruo was silent for a long time after hearing it, and then said, "Sister Jing, is it right or wrong that we took such a path at the beginning?"

"Is it meaningful to discuss these things now?" said Hejing, as if she was a little displeased, perhaps because Li Banruo reminded her of a past that she no longer wanted to think about.

The two of them were silent like this, until Hejing said again: " When you fall in that alley in the extreme cold, when I abandon everything just to survive in the dark corner, we don't have any choice, Li Banruo, only for us, we are all abandoned by this era, this is not the favor of this Jianghu for us, but what we are fighting for with every drop of blood, we have felt the coldness when too many loved ones are lost, but now, I am changed by something that I don't even know myself, if you can return to Xicheng alive, find me, and then tell me how to live。 ”

Li Panruo, who had been silent on the other side, said at this time: "There were so few of us back then, and we were the only ones left, Sister Jing, even if you don't say so, I will definitely find you, but this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back." ”

Never go back to Westside?

He Jing, who hung up the phone, had an extremely sad expression, and there were thousands of emotions in her heart, but the feeling of not being able to say a word anymore was really uncomfortable, this was the purest and purest torment, perhaps because she knew very well in her heart that she might never see the man named Li Panruo again.

The bastard who can't support the wall in the mud in everyone's eyes, the dog that Qianfu refers to Wei Jiu, no one has ever cared whether that bastard has dignity, life and death, but who would have thought, maybe no one could have imagined, that when that bastard returned to this city again, and sat down again with a glass of wine from the wanderer, that was him, and he had become a figure at the level of holding the sun and moon and picking the stars.

That day will not be far away, and it will never be far away.

On the other hand, Li Banruo's expression after hanging up the phone is so subtle that it is similar to He Jing's expression, perhaps he is also extremely clear about what kind of situation he is in at the moment, and he thinks that he does not have any ability to control the great waves of this era.

Tossing and turning into the night in the room prepared for him by Jupu, without the assistance of alcohol, Li Banruo was no longer able to fall asleep naturally, and this kind of torture may accompany him for the rest of his life, but Li Banruo at least achieved a clear conscience in a sense.

Leaving the room, looking at the long and empty corridor, as if the night had opened a huge mouth, it would tear him to pieces at any time, Li Banruo seemed to be standing at the crossroads of fate, not knowing which side to step on, or at this moment no matter which direction he went, it was wrong.

A gust of cold wind blew in an instant, making Li Banruo, who was already dizzy, sober up a little, he walked in the direction of the cold wind, it was a window that he forgot to close, Li Banruo came to the window, greedily inhaling the air outside, not fresh, but it made Li Banruo a little more difficult.

The sound of the doorknob turning made Li Banruo's expression slowly stiffen, a door on the side slowly opened at this time, Li Banruo's heartbeat slowly accelerated, under the dim light, this scene made his back chill inexplicably, even if it was a demon behind this door, Li Banruo would not doubt it at all, because he knew very well where he was at the moment.

And reality is often more dramatic than dreams, and what walked out from behind this door was not anything Li Banruo imagined, but a middle-aged woman who was wearing white sleepiness and her skin was extremely pale because she did not shine in the sun all year round.

This barefoot middle-aged woman has long black hair, although she is plain and even a little haggard, but the facial features that are almost made of the golden ratio are enough to make some heavy makeup and glamorous wipe out of the dust, this kind of natural temperament is something that no matter how expensive cosmetics can erase.

This is an innate indescribable thing, this kind of ethereal makes Li Banruo can't help but think of the woman who stood at the top of the bureau and looked down on all living beings, he stood in place dumbfounded, motionless, because he knew very well that what happened next, he couldn't influence anything, this feeling of complete resignation, made Li Banruo think again that he didn't choose that word.

This made Li Banruo crazy in his heart.