Seeing the resolute look on her face, Li Lingkui sighed. "And I'll escort the girl on the road?"

Zixuan knew that it was impossible for him to agree to leave her alone, so this was her best choice.

"If you want to follow, you can follow, but you are not allowed to call me girl again."

Zi Xuan walked directly up the stairs of the small inn and headed towards the room, no longer polite to him. She was wearing men's clothes, and it was really awkward to be called a girl. In addition, her momentum as a young lady gradually came out, and Li Lingkui was temporarily restrained.

In the next two days, Zi Xuan kept trying to get rid of them, Li Lingkui was already prepared, even if she wanted to ride away in the middle of the night, he would have known it a long time ago.

She was anxious, knowing that he would send someone to inform her father and brother that the time left was precious.

She could feel herself getting closer and closer to her destination, and she just knew that the feeling of being in the shadows, the bone-crushing call, went straight to her heart and lungs, and she couldn't close her eyes and rest.

On this day, they came to the stream to stop to rest and give water to the horses, but Zixuan would not stop.

She felt like life and death were hanging by a thread, and she knew she couldn't wait any longer.

Suppressing the myriad thoughts in his heart, he had to pretend to drink a few sips of water by the stream and wash his face. Then she stood up and walked towards the tree, but was stopped by Li Lingkui.

"Miss Zixuan, the woods over there look big, don't walk around." His tone was concerned, and he didn't put on a show.

Although she cares, Zixuan is already as anxious as an ant on a hot nest, and she can't give birth to the slightest gratitude.

"I'm going to release my hands, do you want to come along?" She replied bluntly, leaving no room for error.

She would never have dared to do this before, but now she can no longer observe etiquette.

"Be careful not to go too far, call me if something happens." He said helplessly.

Since Zixuan said so, the man couldn't keep up.

When he instructed, Zixuan couldn't listen to his words, and walked towards the woods by herself, she walked deeper and deeper, and her legs seemed to be consciously following the path in the forest, going straight uphill.

She walked for an unknown amount of time, and even heard the shouts of animals in the woods.

Bizarrely, she wasn't scared at all, she had forgotten to be afraid.

Moving on, she is led to an unknown destination. She walks on paths that are almost non-existent, overgrown with weeds and thorny vines intertwined with various trees she can't identify.

She was starting to feel like she was in a dream, was it just a dream of hers?

Passing through the dense forest, the trees began to thin again, and after walking a little further, there was a whole meadow in front of meadow, as if someone had deliberately cleared it, because at the other end of the meadow, between a few sparse trees, covered a hut.

She was restless, with a pressure in her head, and knew she was about to find something.

She walked into the deserted hut, but there was no one in it that she expected to see. Her heart suddenly felt like it was being pumped, and there was an indescribable pain.

That's impossible! She was sure he was here, why wasn't he?

So she crouched down, groping her hands back and forth between the dirt on the ground, until her fingers touched the thick plank under the mud, and her breath faltered, and her pulse beat wildly.

Is this it?

She struggled to sweep the dirt surface and found a handle that opened a solid wooden door entrance, which represented a basement. It took a great deal of effort for her to lift the door, and she looked down at a wooden ladder that was not very strong, somewhat rotten and broken.

Looking at the gloomy place, smelling the foul rancid smell. At this time, she felt a little scared, how could she think that Gongsun Yuqi was here?

But she couldn't stop, and she couldn't go down to see what was going on, and she would never be at ease.

So she crept down the wooden ladder, and below it was a spacious room, made of earth and rubble, and the place was so depressing that it was difficult to breathe.

A faint light came through the entrance of the planks above, but if she went any deeper, she couldn't see clearly, so she took out the fire fold from her little baggage.

She slowly made her way to the other end of the room, her heart beating so fast that it was falling out of her chest, and finally she came to a wall, and there was a shadow, a shadow in the shape of a human.

She shuddered and stretched the fire fold forward to allow herself to see more clearly. It was so hard to see that she was too frightened to speak for a few moments.

She stood there and suddenly felt like she couldn't breathe, or even think.

Standing in front of her was a stiff, ugly corpse. No... It could not be said that he was standing, but he was chained, his hands and feet were shackled, and he was forced to maintain a standing position.

She thought she would be more frightened, but she wasn't. After seeing him, she was no longer afraid. She closed her eyes and burst into tears at the thought of him being tortured so painfully before he died.

Was she too late after all?