"You shouldn't call me Xia Xinhe's ......"

Lian Li's tears flowed, but she was stunned when she heard it, and thousands of thoughts exploded in her mind as if they were bursting, and then a strong tremor made her tremble, and she was even more at a loss. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

If it's not called Xia Xinhe, then what's it called? Lian Li looked at her, but couldn't say a word.

If you don't call Xia Xinhe, then what do you want to call her?

"Be sure to find my ......"

Xia Xinhe closed her eyes, and a tear slipped from the corner of her eye, then blew away, and disappeared without a trace in the wind.

"Don't go ......"

Lian Lili stood stunned for a long time, muttering to herself, until she felt a hot heat pressing from the top of her head, and when she looked up, a huge fireball like the sun was falling from the sky, covering the sky like an endless fire curtain above her head, the more the fire flickered, almost burning her eyelashes, all her perceptions, and her eyes were instantly dark......

Lian carp ......

Wake up......

Wake up!

She struggled to her feet, almost as greedily as drowning, took a big breath of air, coughed violently, the suffocating burning of the previous second seemed to stay in the memory deep in her skin, and Lian Li's cheeks were held hard, and she suddenly opened her eyes, and what fell into her eyes was a familiar face.

It took three seconds for Lian Li to remember that this was Si Kouzhun.

"Are you awake?!Do you recognize who I am?"

Si Kou Zhun roared eagerly, causing even the carp's ears to tingle.

Lian Lili was in a trance, and said to Si Kouzhun with a blurred look: "Are you calling the bed?"

Si Kouzhun's face darkened, but he hurriedly looked up behind Lian Li, where smoke and dust rose and the firelight burned a corner of the Wei Palace in the morning. Lian Li's then looked back, only to find that the sound of the palace people sounding gongs to warn them sounded in the distance, mixed with the crackling sound of the beams being burned by the flames and the rumbling sound of the roof tiles collapsing from time to time.

The direction of the square was filled with fire and smoke. As if a continuation of the scene in the dream, she saw the burning Hall of Eternal Life.

-- I'm the shameless dividing line --

The Hall of Eternal Life is burning.

Its main hall house itself is a circle of scale, and outside the main hall, the long gray wall also surrounds a large circle, enclosing the square in front of the hall into a dead circle.

The flames that inexplicably rose from the continuous wings of the Hall of Eternal Life burned extremely fast, as if they had been premeditated, and even on the extremely difficult to burn wall tiles, there were flames that rose sharply, spreading to more places with teeth and claws.

The fire in the Hall of Eternal Life spread extremely quickly because every room in it had been doused with fire oil by Xu Heng beforehand.

A long time ago, when Xu Heng, who had removed the gauze, roared and smashed every mirror in the house, and when he was extremely desperate for his gloomy life, a pear fell from the sky and woke him up.

He was confused, struggling, and desperate, but in the end he couldn't resist the temptation left on the pear, so he chose revenge.

His initial plan had three people, Lian's mother and son and Shi Lan. And after waiting for an opportunity for a long time, he never found an opportunity to attack the Queen Mother, but the message left on the pear that appeared for the last time made him feel sorry for the little emperor he had always despised and despised.

The same age, the same eyes, the same hall of eternal life, and even ...... The more Xu Heng thought about it, the more he felt terrible, the more he thought about it, the more excited he felt, he began to become neurotic, laughing from time to time, roaring from time to time, and no one was interested in him anymore.

A few years ago, he drove away all the palace people around him, and stubbornly stayed alone in the blocked Palace of Eternal Life. The Queen Mother remembered that he had contributed to the bloody night eight years ago, so she simply went with him.

Over the past eight years, he has been at his disposal to manipulate the materials and things he has stolen into the palace through countless checkpoints: the oil has been carefully wrapped in oiled paper and carefully pressed under each eaves tile, he has cut open the hollow oil bamboo railing and carefully buried the chains and brackets, and the mechanism that was originally set up under the underground palace has made him change the circuit into dark arrows and iron shackles, and can even destroy the balance of one side with huge traction force underground......

Xu Heng did so much that he thought he could die in the fire of the Hall of Eternal Life with Shi Lan.

When the oil on the ruins had already ignited and burned, a ruin that had not yet burned in the center of the fire ring when the wooden tower collapsed was pushed away, and the rubble collapsed, and Shi Lan, who was lying on his back on a stone slab, suddenly opened his eyes and looked extremely cold.

When he saw that a raging fire had burned around him, and Xu Heng was nowhere to be seen, Shi Lan moved one of his hands that was stuck in the ruins with some difficulty, and felt that he was firmly holding his sword in his hand.

At this time, Shi Lan looked a little grizzled, her legs were restrained by the black iron chains that flew out of Xu Heng's body, and they were pressed under a girder, and she felt a pain when she moved slightly.

The leg is probably broken.

She glanced coldly at the rubble on her body, and began to slowly pull out the hand that was pressed under the rubble. After finally removing this hand, she let out a muffled sigh, and found that her palm was pierced with several wooden barbs, almost piercing, but unfortunately her other hand at this time was holding the sword buried in the ground and could not move, Shi Lan could only put the injured hand in front of her, and used her teeth to bite and pull out the thorn stick stuck in the palm of her hand.

There were barbs on the wooden branches, and when Shi Lan bit out all the barbs on her hands, her palms and mouth were already stained with blood.

Smelling the rust in her mouth, Shi Lan's face turned fierce, and she endured the pain and pulled the other hand holding the sword out of the ruins. Her hands were empty, and she stretched out one hand to break a long arrow nailed to her ear that had scattered her bun in the confusion, and tossed it aside.

After doing these things, Shi Lan has turned from passive to active in this predicament.

Her wrist holding the sword shook slightly, it was obviously a soft sword, but the next second, it seemed to be invisibly injected with cold breath, and it turned into the same blue luster as before, and even the tip of the sword looked much sharper.

Shi Lan concentrated on the sword, the ice sword in her hand poked at the surface of the wooden beam like a needle, and with a little force, the ice sword silently sank into the wooden beam from the tip of the sword to the sword body, and as soon as the wrist turned, the thick wooden beam was absorbed by a great force, and was forced to be cut in half from the inside.

Very good. She relaxed, frowned slightly, and pushed the beams that had been split in half, her eyes resting on her legs wrapped in chains.

One of her legs was pierced by a row of long iron nails from the mortise and tenon that had been smashed down.

The mortise and tenon joints were in the shape of two ends side by side, and the iron nails at the two tips penetrated the flesh of Shi Lan's calf because of the impact of the falling wooden beam, and chiseled through her leg bones, penetrating from the back of the calf, and the blood was dripping down the tip of the iron nail after penetration, and the blood gradually stained the whole piece of dust.

Shi Lan only glanced at the mortise and tenon that pierced the calf, and then turned her head to take the sword to perform the same method, but she could not cut the iron chain tied to the leg from the surface.

Bother. Seeing the tip of the sword stuck in the ring hole of the chain and unable to move, Shi Lan's face became even more ugly, as if the chain not only locked her feet, but also aroused all her negative emotions.

Just as Shi Lan tried to break the chain again with a dark face, the flames that were burning not far away shook for a while, and a violent cough came from under the fire.

Shi Lan fixed his eyes and saw that the pile of flames was burning vigorously on a wooden beam, and under the wooden beam that was not yet burning, an old hand was revealed, and it moved slightly.

Xu Heng. Shi Lan said silently, and her eyes became colder.