For a moment, the atmosphere in the cellar condensed to the extreme.

In my ears, the sound of clattering horses' hooves gradually became clear.

The voice of the Emperor of the Mighty Khan entered the cellar.

"Qianxing, Benjun knows that you are inside, and he also knows that it was Benjun's unfilial son who let you go. My unfilial son has a deep affection for you, don't you want to come out to see him for the last time?"

In an instant, Qianxing's already pale face was bloody, and his ten fingers were clenched.

"Volun disobeyed the monarch for your sake, and this unfilial son has now received the punishment he deserves. Now, Benjun will hang his head outside the inn to honor our three armies!"

What the?!

He actually killed Volyn!

Volun is righteous, let his friends escape, he is the second king of Yiwan, and he is his biological son!

Tiger poison does not eat children, there is such a vicious father in the world!

Qianxing's eyes were bloodshot and red in an instant, and he was about to fly out with a hundred bone fans in his hands. Mu Qingfeng quickly pressed him and said coldly: "Don't act rashly!"

Qianxing glared at him back, and Shi Neili wanted to break free from his confinement.

The two sides competed, and the bandaged wound burst and dripped blood.

That was the first time Twilight had seen Qianxing's bloodthirsty eyes, and her grief and anger were extreme.

Twilight was also sad and angry, Volyn was dragged by them to end up like this, but she was even more afraid.

Sure enough, Yi Wan Khan Jun pointed the finger at Twilight Sun in the next sentence.

"Twilight, listen, Volun's fate is the end of betrayal. ”

In a word, with a deep warning!

Of course, Twilight was aware of the consequences of her betrayal, and the destruction of Cen Xiyuan and Liufu, as well as the death of Volun, were all deep warnings to her.

If she betrayed Ziwei Palace, what a tragic fate she would end!

It was also his words that made the two people who were competing with each other look at the twilight. Even Mitta, who had not spoken since listening to Xiao Er's report, looked at Twilight suspiciously.

There was a constant clamor outside, and Mitta withdrew his gaze and said to the three of them: "Go out through this door, turn left at the odd number of forks, turn right at even number forks, and change direction every seven times. Don't make a mistake once, or you'll be stuck here for the rest of your life. ”

Seeing their solemn expressions, Multa smiled and raised his chin towards Mu Qingfeng: "This kind of Rohmon Circle is a piece of cake for you, right?"

Twilight helped through a thousand lines and took the lead in entering the yellow mud gate.

She had only seen this formation once in the history books, the Battle of Shangyang, and the song "Phoenix Yin" by Jinghou that broke King Xuan's Romantic Circle.

The proprietress of this road inn should be the person who is now placed in the Western Regions by the Holy One.

It seems that the Holy One has long been suspicious of greed.

Mu Qingfeng fell behind, and the moment the yellow mud door closed, he couldn't help but look back at Mu Ta again. Such a bewitching woman, standing in the dimly lit cellar, made his eyes glaze.

He thought of the man he had buried in the dead woods, the man who had carried him around and sought a famous doctor, until that man died, and he didn't know who had protected him all these years.

Later, Aning told him a word.

……

Some people are born with a knife.

or live in darkness, or stay on the edge.

……

They twisted and wound in the cellar, rounding out the last pass.

Twilight sat on her knees on the high sand dunes and looked back.

The vast desert is uninhabited and has no boundary.

They finally escaped, but they never knew the end of the Lulu Inn and Mita.

Mu Qingfeng patted her on the shoulder and said something mysterious.

"Everyone has their own path to follow, everyone has their own ending. ”

Twilight glanced at Qianxing, who had been silent, and then leaned down on his knees relaxedly, and asked, "Then what will happen to me?"

Mu Qingfeng looked at her dark eyes, burst out laughing, and wiped her cheeks with his hand: "It's so dirty, it's ugly!"

It's a good fight.

Qian Xing looked at the two of them quietly, and he also had the joy of escaping. But the stone he was pressing on his heart made him kick him breathlessly.

Volon's death, and Müta's words.

- Whoever you are, I am who I am.

Who is he?

Is it the second son of Qiancaotang in Jindu City?

Is it the personal disciple of Zuo Liang, who is a greedy person?

Or is it a pawn planted in the current saint in Yiwan?

Yes, it's all him!

Qianxing closed his eyes vigorously, and then opened them again, his eyes were clear.

He still has a lot to do.

It's just that...... Twilight ......

He looked at the woman rolling his eyes at Mu Qingfeng on the sand dune with complicated eyes, it was rare to see her so playful and cute.

※※※

In order to completely get rid of the pursuers, Mu Qingfeng and Duyang stepped into the Sanxu Ridge again, and they could rely on the natural danger, but this time there were thousands of lines with them.

Sitting in the dilapidated room, Qianxing finally understood why he lost the trace of the twilight sun all the way outside Shangyang City, so he had to rely on his intuition to go west into the Western Regions, and it happened that he was going to the Western Regions.

I haven't slept peacefully for nearly half a month, and this night, Mu Qingfeng slept very sweetly on the thick hay.

Outside the hut, the moonlight is in the sky, and the four fields are lonely.

"Twilight. The cold wind sent a low call.

Twilight raised his chin slightly, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and after a long time, he said, "You are a saint." ”

Plain words, not even the slightest doubt.

Qianxing did not answer, which is considered a default.

His eyes carefully traced the woman beside him, and the cold moonlight spread on her face, which reminded him of that night in the Jiazi private room of the Moon Fan Fang, the wind blew off the veil on the face of the twilight sun, and the moonlight instantly covered the whole face.

The difference was that at this moment, the corners of Twilight's mouth were slightly hooked, with a bit of his familiar ridicule.

"Don't go!" Twilight suddenly turned to leave, and Qianxing eagerly grabbed her wrist and clasped it tightly, afraid that if she missed this time, she would never have another time.

Twilight turned her head slightly, and her tone was light: "Qianxing, you are a smart person." Very smart, very smart. ”

The hand clasped on his wrist loosened, and then clenched suddenly.

Twilight finally raised her eyes to meet him.

"You went to the Western Regions, you went to Yiwan, not just to find me, right?"

Qian Xing was speechless, but only deepened the strength in his hand.

Twilight felt the pain, but didn't break free.

"Yi Wan's ambition is obvious, and you must have doubts about the relationship between Yi Wan and Ziwei Palace. As for my identity......" Twilight Yang smiled softly, and said slowly, word by word, "As smart as you, even if you can't guess my status in the Ziwei Palace, you should know that I am not the same as you." ”

Qianxing still held her deadly.

However, the tighter he buttoned up, the softer Twilight's smile became.

"Qianxing, if you want to be with me, you must give up many things, such as your status as the son of the family, such as your responsibilities and obligations, and for example, the morality in your heart!"

The words hit the depths of Qianxing's heart.

Twilight looked at him gently, looking at the complicated look and struggle that surged in his eyes, gently raised his hand and stroked the corners of his eyes, and said softly: "In the past few days, you have thought about how to rush back to the Central Plains as soon as possible, inform the people of the world about the ambitions of Ziwei Palace and Yiwan Kingdom, and how to resolve a national disaster. But you can't bear me. I know you can't bear me. It is fate that puts you and me in the opposite position today. ”

At this time, Qianxing couldn't say a word.

The gentler Twilight became, the more painful he became.

He placed his hand on the back of Twilight's hand, pressed against his cheek.

He didn't want to let go for a moment.

And Twilight's next sentence directly hit him and he was overwhelmed.

Twilight was still gentle, and spit softly at him: "Qianxing, let me tell you what I'm thinking these days." I was thinking about how to get out of it all, how to stay away from this conspiracy, how to protect myself. I, like you, are different!"