221 Yan Hui, be good......

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Damn! Aren't you Wang Gu! Aren't you the moon! Can't you be fierce! Aren't you better than a silver needle! Isn't it good to show some momentum!

The blood cockroach was getting closer and closer, and it could even touch Yan Hui's tightly pursed lips.

Yuanzhi's finger rested on Yan Hui's lips, and Yan Hui stared at the shadow on the ground, his face full of rejection.

Hurry up, hurry up!

"Yan Hui, be a little ......"

Good girl!

Yan Hui's lips could even touch the soft and warm body of the blood cockroach, and Yan Hui was even more anxious in his heart.

Hurry!

"Ding" ~

The silver needle that fixed Yan Hui's body finally landed, and Yan Hui, who could move, held the palm that made him more obedient.

"Sure enough, it's Yan Hui. Yuan Zhi chuckled, even if she used the silver needle to restrict her movements, she could find a way to break free by herself.

Yan Hui raised his fist viciously, "Shut up, nosy guy." ā€

She really wanted to beat him into a pig's head, but in the end, the fist fell gently, wiping the blood from his lips.

"What do you think?" Yan Hui half-hugged Yuanzhi, like holding a piece of soft cotton wool that would float away at any time.

"I think I'm happy. "At the end of the day, with her by my side, I have no regrets in this life.

"Yan Hui ......" he called her name, as reverent as the name of a Buddha, and then closed those tired eyes.

"Fate, fate?" Yan Hui whispered in his ear, but the person in his arms did not react at all.

The ice-blocked door was violently struck with chains from the inside, and the shattered ice slashed across the center of the edge, leaving a small streak of blood there.

Eyebrows!

Yan looked back at Yuanzhi's hand and saw that the blood cockroach was lying on Yuanzhi's palm.

If the blood beetle can prolong the life of others, then why can't it be used by the host!

Yan Hui took the blood cockroach and put it in Yuanzhi's mouth.

The desert, which has been dry for a long time, seems to be rejuvenated in an instant because of the arrival of a spring rain.

The folds on his face were covered by the long-lost youth, and the gray eyelashes were once again dyed with a distant blue color, and what amazed Yan Hui the most was his hair, which broke through the shackles of the ring seal and covered the ground in an instant.

The already born with red lips and white teeth, taking advantage of this vine silk, even if she is lying on the ground with her eyes closed, she is beautiful like Snow White waiting for her lover to wake up with a sincere kiss.

That should be fine.

Yan Hui shook his neck, shook his arms, and then grabbed Yuanzhi's legs, dragging "Snow White" to the side of the dark room like a dog.

Please forgive her for treating fate like this, it is really a last resort, and the matter is urgent.

I believe that even if I am awake, I will forgive myself.

Yan Hui untied the monk's robe he was wearing and put it back on his master's body.

The ice blocking the door was pulled away by Yu Shan's chain, she stood at the door, but there was no trace of Yan Hui and Yuanzhi, Yan Hui's breath was near here, she should not be able to run far.

"Looking for anything more?"

Yan Hui walked step by step from the shadows, the soles of her feet wrapped in strips of rags landed on the broken ice all over the ground, and her fingers were pulling out shiny golden needles from her back.

Yu Shan stood there and smiled softly, "I thought you would run away like a little mouse." ā€

Yan Hui also laughed out loud when he saw this, "Then what are you? a female mouse who dreams of leading the four fields to become the empress?"

Yu Shan's eyes narrowed, "I hope that when you will die, you will be as hard-mouthed as you are now!"

"Who dies and who lives is not certain. ā€

Yan Hui said, slowly holding the golden needle that sealed her Baihui acupoint, and before the golden needle landed, her eyes had already turned into a pair of beast pupils......

Outside the royal city, on the ferry to Dayan, Yu Zhuliu was standing there urging the guards to put the clothes and the things given by the princess of the Southern Regions into the cabin.

Today, the sun is very strong, the water is calm in the distance, and the occasional seabird skims the sea, leaving with the satisfaction of the beloved little fish.

The trip to the Southern Regions was very smooth, and when he returned to Dayan, he would take Yan Hui's tablet and take the big ship of the West Sea to her favorite foreign country.

This was something he was looking forward to, but somehow, his mood was like this water, sinking again and again, and even faintly uneasy.

Jin Pei was pushed over by the bitter stop, and their boat stopped behind Yu Zhuliu, and they had to wait for Yu Zhuliu to leave before they could land.

Jin Pei looked at the sacrificial tower behind him, as if expecting someone to come out of it.

"Waiting for Yan to return?"

Kuzhi said lightly, for her, this is a sentence, and it does not mean to eat at all.

"It's a little weird. Jin Pei said, others don't know, but he knows, "Why didn't Yu go back to Dayan, and she didn't come to see her off?"

Thinking about it this way, the Yan Hui they saw in the Southern Regions this time was a little strange in itself, as if there was something unspeakable, but also with some desperateness.

"You're talking about Yan Hui?"

Jin Pei nodded, "Coincidentally, she was married to his father by the queen by mistake, and she became his mother-in-law as soon as she entered the door." ā€

Is there such a thing in this world?

"And then?" asked Kuzhi.

"You won't believe it, she relied on the identity of a widow to make her eldest son the Marquis of Chengyi, and later became the king of a country. ā€

Even after Yan Hui died, he was crowned as Queen Yan.

"We were originally called Xia Shang there, but it was precisely because of her that the country name was changed to "Yan", and he ...... it."

Jin Pei looked at the rest of the stream standing at the bow of the boat, calmly directing everything.

"The general Wanhu Hou you see now, before he met her, was still a boy who was nostalgic for Flower Street and Willow Lane all day long, but if you look at him now, it is not an exaggeration to say that he has been reborn. ā€

The more he listened, the more silent he became, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"What's wrong?"

"There's one thing I don't know whether to say or not?"

Jin Pei's heart tightened when he heard this, "Is it not good where you were injured by the strong wind that day?"

"It's not me," said Kuzhi, "do you remember......?

But Yan Hui used the fallen scimitar to hurt himself, and then "ate" Li Feng like a beast.

"If I'm not mistaken, she used a type of Gu transformation, and she was so strong at the time, I'm afraid she couldn't suppress the beastly nature of the Gu worm for a long time. ā€

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, Yan Hui will be controlled by animal nature, completely reduced to a worm with no humanity, in other words - she will die. ā€

"Who are you talking about?"

A voice came from behind the two of them, and he just came down to say a simple and polite goodbye, but he didn't expect to hear such news.

Her Yan Hui is still alive, but she is dying.

Yu Zhuliu's voice was calm and steady, "Where is she?"