"You said that I came to see you and let you go, how can the prince of Qin and the future monarch go back on his word." Luo Rao gave him a huge hat, hoping to use it to oppress his reckless behavior.

But where is Feng Xiaowei where Luo Rao can eat, holding her head with one hand and lazily, "I have already let people go, I can't open the iron door, and it's your business that I can't untie the shackles." ”

Shameless! One of them is locked, and the other can't fight, how can they be opened? Now is not the time to go against him, Luo Rao took a deep breath, "What do you want me to do?" Stealing chickens and dogs or killing people and setting fires? ”

"Hehe, you can't hurt others by half a point." Amused by her words, he raised his phoenix eyes and looked into her puzzled apricot eyes, "I want your blood." ”

Luo Rao immediately became vigilant, her blood was useless for things other than the Wu Clan, did Feng Xiaowei know? "What do you want my blood for?"

As if to confirm her conjecture, Feng Xiaowei motioned to Han Guang to take out the wooden box and play with it in her hand, "Yan Niang tried everything possible to steal it, and now she opened it in front of you, how about it?" ”

Yao Yan didn't respond, nor did she look at his dead phoenix eyes, but just grabbed the iron pillar and said in a low voice: "Rao'er, no." "As a priest of the witch clan, she bears the lives of the whole clan, if she opens the wooden box in front of her, how can she have the face to go back! Besides, after Rao'er restores her appearance as a goddess, it will only attract the ugly possessiveness of the world!

Luo Rao didn't know what she was thinking, but who Feng Xiaowei was, it was easy to take her blood. He is in a good mood right now, and he can let her make her own choices, if she annoys him, I'm afraid that neither of them will survive. Sister, she is the only sister in this world, who treats her well just because she is a sister, and the sister who has carried the expectations of the whole clan since she was a child, can't die here. When the door of the witch clan is opened, there will always be a remedy.

"Sister, the witch clan must not be without priests." Luo Rao gave her a warm smile, there was a thin light of water in her apricot eyes, which became clearer and clearer, people of the Wu clan, I'm sorry, please forgive me for wanting to protect my relatives' selfishness.

"I promise you." As soon as the words fell, she felt a pull and flew her in the direction of Feng Xiaowei. was suddenly restrained by a counterforce, and before she could speak, Feng Xiao's sarcastic voice had already sounded.

"Your blood is useless, don't dirty my eyes."

Luo Rao heard the murderous intent in his tone, and hurriedly turned her head and said, "The wind retreats!" I command you, stand down! "She is not really Princess Luoxi, and she is not worthy of someone else's death for her.

The first rule of the secret guard code is not to disobey the master, and the wind collected his internal strength and watched Luo Rao fly to the high platform. His hands were clenched into fists, and his face was expressionlessly hidden in the dark.

The girl's moist long eyelashes are half drooping, covering her clear eyes like glass, her ruddy lips are lightly pursed, and her skin is as clear as jade, like a magnolia flower blooming after the rain, so delicate that it makes people slow down their breathing, lest it startle her.

Feng Xiaowei felt her heart skip a beat, and then everything stopped suddenly. The sea of black clouds in her eyes surged, sweeping the little man in the storm, but it was only three seconds before it calmed down, as if nothing had happened, and took her hand, "It won't hurt you." ”

Luo Rao looked at the blade in his hand as thin as a cicada's wing, speechless. She cried, not because she was afraid of pain, how could a person like him understand.

Yao Yan was anxious, but she was helpless to be restrained in the cage, so she could only shout loudly: "Rao'er, I don't allow you to do this!" More than 300 lives of the whole clan are not allowed! ”

The hand in her palm began to tremble slightly, Feng Xiaowei looked at the tears that quickly gathered in the corners of her eyes, and a wordless anger rose in her heart, and she threw the blade out casually, "Shut up." ”

The man's voice was no longer soft and charming, it was so cold that it seemed to come from a thousand feet underground, and even Yao Yan's heart was frozen together, and he watched in a daze as the blade flew in, and it was actually about to seal his throat.

Almost at the same time as it was thrown, a white shadow flashed in from outside the hall and landed steadily in front of Yao Yan, suddenly snorting, and the joints of the hand holding the iron pillar turned white, obviously enduring great pain.

"Brother Miao!"

"Heh, it's not in vain." Yao Miao laughed in a low voice, "It's been a long time... Don't call me that... When I was little... Clearly with me... The closest..."

"Where did it hurt? Tell me where it hurts! ”

"I don't care, you're fine..."Although the man tried his best to laugh, the corners of his mouth fell as soon as he was raised, and his face was frighteningly pale, "Brother Miao is useless... Can't take you out..."

"No, no! You'll be fine, let's go! Let's go! Yao Yan struggled to tear off the chain, and her starry eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and she couldn't bear to fall for a long time.

Yao Miao felt sorry for her bruised wrists and ankles, and was about to speak when she heard a feminine male voice from the main hall: "This is made of thousand-year-old Xuanbing, and it is not so easy to come out if you go in." ”

Crystal clear, as thin as cicada wings, extremely sharp. It's easy to stop bleeding, but it's hard to take it out. If you want to cut the skin and flesh to find it, but the blade enters the body and flows around with the person's actions, how to find it?

The hall was filled with the sound of cries and chains, sharp and piercing. Feng Xiaowei frowned and raised her eyes, only to find that Luo Rao was looking ahead in a daze, with a frightened expression.

Blood, it's all blood. Behind Yao Miao, the light-colored caftan was quickly covered with the bright color of the blood demon, and the air was full of the smell of blood.

It was as if back to the day of his uncle's car accident, when bright red blood gushed out of his body, meandering to her feet, with nowhere to hide, and the man was holding a gift for her, and he didn't even have time to put away the smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Uncle, uncle......" Luo Rao lost her soul, her eyes were empty, and she kept repeating: "Uncle......"

I don't know why she is like this, but this look inexplicably upset him, his brows furrowed even tighter, and he pulled her over and buried her in his arms, "Hanguang, get out." ”

As soon as Yao Yan was loosened from the shackles, he rushed out to support Yao Miao, touched a wet hand, his fingertips trembled and he didn't dare to raise it in front of him, he took a deep breath, and finally glanced at the cold man on the high platform, and turned his head with the determination to cut everything off in his eyes, "Brother Miao hold on, Yan'er will take you away, and we will go back to the Wu Clan." ”

If there was no Brother Miao, what was lying there now was just a corpse, and what else was there to be nostalgic for.

It is fruitless, it should not exist.

It's just that she doesn't admit it.