Yan Yao broke through the window and landed on the ground was only a matter of moments, just this moment, three rockets were inserted into the seat of the chair she used as a shield, and the arrows came out through the wood, almost stabbing her face.

"!"

Yan Yao cursed in a low voice, and when he rolled to the wall in embarrassment, the seat of the chair in his hand had already burned.

She had no protective things, so she could only roll and roll again in embarrassment, and she couldn't help but sigh when she glanced at the equally embarrassed finch out of the corner of her eye.

This finch is full of confidence when she speaks, but she didn't have time to use it after jumping out, and if most of the arrows hadn't been shot at her, the finch would have become a dead finch now.

She saw the four maidservants again, and a hint of pity flashed in her eyes.

No wonder the courtyard was so quiet, it turned out that they were all dead, probably after locking her door.

Why bother! Why?

She only had time to sigh before she was busy rolling again.

She had wanted to find an opportunity to escape from the courtyard, and as long as she entered the woods, it would be much easier to escape, but ...... The world is always full of buts!

She couldn't jump over the broken wall, and even the place where she could roll was getting smaller and smaller.

Those people, as if deliberately teasing her, admired her embarrassment in the dark, admired her dying throes!

She had to struggle!

She didn't want to die again, and she didn't want to die in vain.

If she died, whether she could still carry the memories of two lives with her, she thought that she would become a very terrible person, full of hatred, cruel and vicious, so that she would never have true feelings again, never feel warmth again, she would live in darkness forever......

She didn't want a self like that, so she couldn't die while she still had a piece of pure goodness.

But, still but, but those people refused to let her go!

Arrows kept shooting in front of and behind her, deep into the ground, until they formed a large circle, in which she could no longer roll.

If she wanted to dodge, she could only run away with the shaft of the arrow, and when she kept up a little, an arrow was immediately shot at her head.

What a hate! I hate it!

Yan Yao gritted her teeth, looked at the sky with red eyes, in front of her, there was a raging flame, a little farther away, there was an enemy hidden in the shadows, she had tried her best to survive, but she still couldn't resist the cruel fate, life didn't know why she lived, and death didn't know why she died.

In the vast world, she is just an ant ear, life, no one loves, death, no one is sad!

Finch, I have troubled you, if there is an afterlife, I will pay you back as a slave and a servant!

Yan Yao closed his eyes in despair, his heart aching like fire.

"Xiao Yao, I haven't seen you for a few days, why are you so embarrassed?"

Suddenly, a male voice seemed to float over from a distance, Qing Yue was indifferent, and there was a smile in the ethereal.

Yan Yao opened his eyes in an instant and looked behind him in disbelief.

"Childe, you're here, help!!"

The finches' screams convinced her that the sound was not a hallucination, and although she didn't see anyone in her eyes, her eyes suddenly brightened like bright stars.

The voice was not loud, as cordial as an ordinary greeting, and in Shen Yaohua's ears, whether it was darkness or flames, it all turned into nothingness.

He lives like a prodigal, but he always reassures her and makes her envious.

She thought that Zichuan would never see each other again, even if she did, she was probably an adult wife, and when she said goodbye, she bowed her head lightly, smiled shallowly, and passed her shoulders.

However, they were only separated for a month and nineteen days.

She was Jedi, he was beside him, she couldn't see him, but she could imagine him kicking and stomping as he walked.

I just don't know if he is dressed in white and wearing straw sandals this time.

Just when she thought of the white clothes, she really saw the white clothes, and she could see them very clearly.

Because in that person's hand, he held up a huge night pearl.

The light of the night pearl is not very bright, but it is smooth and gentle.

The moist and gentle light enveloped a young man in white with flying clothes, and it was like a fairy aura surrounding him.

He flew through the forest, and every moment there would be the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and after a dozen or so moments, he had landed on the tail of the arrow in front of Yan Yao, stepping on one branch at a time, as steady as stepping on the ground.

He raised the night pearl to the side of his face and smiled at Yan Yao, "Little Ah Yao, do you want to accommodate your brother?" ”

Yan Yao also smiled, tears of laughter flashed, and he choked up: "I think about it, I can't even think about it, may I ask your surname, son?" ”

She looked miserable, her plain clothes were tattered and dirty, her messy hair was covered with mud and dust, and when she couldn't hold back two lines of tears, two light-colored marks were washed out of her face.

"Poor little Yao."

Rong Yu sighed and stretched out his hand to take Yan Yao into his arms, jumped out of the yard lightly, rolled his eyes at the equally embarrassed finch who was waiting outside the door, and floated away without saying a word.

The finch was stunned and shouted loudly: "Childe, you can't leave the finch alone, although the finch didn't protect the young lady, but it is also a sincere heart......

"Go back to Zichuan."

A black-clothed young man suddenly floated out behind the finch, fifteen or sixteen years old, handsome in appearance and expressionless.

The finch was taken aback, and pouted when she saw the person coming, "I won't go back, I want to take care of Childe and Miss!" ”

"If it was someone else who came back with Miss Yan this time, Miss Yan would not have suffered so much, not only did you not help but also dragged your feet, and the son did not punish you for being extra gracious, don't you feel ashamed?"

As soon as the boy said this, the little face of the finch suddenly collapsed, and she hung her head for a long time without making a sound, but her thin shoulders gradually trembled.

"Miss is the daughter of the Houfu, I thought it was just a little dirt between the houses at most, I can still deal with those, how do I know that someone wants Miss's life, woo......"

The finch couldn't help but choke.

The boy sighed slightly and gently patted the finch on the shoulder to show comfort, but the finch opened it.

Que'er said aggrievedly: "Don't say it's me, I'm afraid even the son can't think of it, and besides, I'm not useless, it's not that I realized something was wrong and passed the letter early, otherwise how could you come in such a timely manner, woo......"

When the finch was full of sadness and grievances, Yan Yao had fallen asleep in Rong Yu's arms.

The moment she heard Rong Yu's voice, her resentment and despair disappeared, and when she was picked up by Rong Yu and smelled the faint and lofty fragrance that belonged to him in her nose, she completely relaxed herself, and fell asleep in a blink of an eye.

In her past life and this life, no one has ever really cared for her, and that is always something she can't ask for.

It was only on this night, when she was in a desperate situation, that a young man who was thousands of miles away came and drove away the darkness in her heart in an instant.

She will always remember the tranquility and beauty when he embraced her in his arms.