When Jun Bingwu opened his eyes again, he found himself in an unfamiliar room.

Moreover, her hands and feet were all tied with ropes, and she couldn't move, she tried to break free with internal force, but found that her whole body was weak and weak, and she couldn't lift any internal force at all.

The room was empty, and the doors and windows were tightly closed.

But the layout in the room was quite simple and comfortable, and she thought very spiritually, at least He Lanqian hadn't been directly tied to the torture rack and tortured, wasn't she?

But at the same time, does it also mean that He Lanqian's goal may not be her, but wants to use her as bait to achieve certain goals?

She pursed her lips, contemplating the possibilities.

At this moment, the door creaked open, but it was not He Lanqian who came in, but ......

Looking at the visitor, Jun Bingwu's pupils shrank suddenly, and after a moment, they returned to normal again, calm.

"She is worthy of being an emperor, and she is not afraid of danger, which is really admirable to this seat."

The gloomy voice stung her eardrums, and the feeling of clammy and cold like a poisonous snake crawling across her neck rose again, and the hairs on Jun Bingwu's whole body stood upright.

"The former palace master, don't come to harm......" Jun Bingwu greeted with a smile, deliberately biting the word ex, and the ridicule spread.

"Don't compare this seat to that idiot, he's not worthy of it." His voice suddenly became sharp and piercing.

Jun Bingwu frowned, she seemed to remember that when Mo Huang saw him at the foot of Beishan, he did say that he was not Murong Ye, and asked who he was.

"I didn't expect you to fall into the hands of this seat again, did you? His Majesty the Emperor of the White Twilight Country...... I really didn't expect that there was a time when I looked away, and the last time we met, I didn't find out that you were a woman. ”

He sneered, and a few fingers clamped Jun Bingwu's chin like iron pincers, forcing her to raise her head.

"Really? That can only be said that you have no eyes! Jun Bingwu gritted his teeth and sneered mercilessly.

Murong Ye was furious, and raised his hand to slap Jun Bingwu in the face.

Syllable!

A crisp slap resounded through the room.

This slap, he used thirty percent of his internal strength, at this time, Jun Bingwu, who had no power to Fu Ji, could withstand such a slap from him, and he was beaten and fell on the bed immediately.

Her right cheek was high and swollen, and the corners of her lips were broken, and there was a trace of blood hanging on it, and she looked embarrassed.

She didn't even snort, and even struggled to get up with a hint of a smile.

Murong Ye slapped him again, and there was blood on the other side of Jun Bingwu's lips, and he fell on the bed, unable to get up for half a day.

But even so, she didn't give in half.

"That's all you can do." Jun Bingwu smiled, "You said don't compare Murong Ye with you, too, compared to people like you, it's simply insulting to him, at least, he doesn't only dare to beat women!" ”

"Sharp-toothed woman, good! Very good! He bit down on the words, his fists clenched angrily, as if if if she said another word and his fist would fall mercilessly in her face.

"What, am I wrong?" Jun Bingwu snorted coldly and sneered against his swollen pig's face, "Are you so angry that you want to kill me to vent your anger?" It's not me making fun of you, are you sure you have the guts to do it? ”

Being provoked by a woman to such an extent, black smoke had begun to rise above his head, he pulled Jun Bing Dance, slammed his backhand, and threw her out fiercely.

Jun Bingwu's body hit the opposite wall, her forehead hit the wall, making a loud muffled sound, she snorted, and the blood rolled down the wall along with the person.

She spurted out a mouthful of blood, staining the ground beneath her body red, and blood slid down her forehead, and half of her face was almost covered with blood.

He strode away, grabbing her by the throat and lifting her out of the pool of blood, his fingers tightening between her throats.

His hideous face was full of killing intent.

The feeling of suffocation came, the air in the lungs became less and less, and above the neck bone, a sharp pain came, but Jun Bingwu closed his eyes peacefully.

She had promised Na Mo Huang that she would stay by his side forever, holding his hand until the last moment of his life.

But now, she has to go first.

Mo Huang, I'm sorry......

"Ancestor, don't!"

With this cold drink, a figure appeared at the door of the room, Jun Bingwu opened her eyes with difficulty, and in a dim way she seemed to see He Lanqian's figure.

"Qian'er?" Jun Bingwu heard Murong Ye's questioning voice.

He Lanqian glanced at Jun Bingwu, who was dying, and there was a trace of unbearability in his eyes that flashed and disappeared, and no one noticed it.

He spoke: "Old Ancestor, she deliberately provoked you, just to let you kill her, at that time, we will lose the trump card to control Mo Huang, please think twice, don't fall for her tricks." ”

The man glanced at Jun Bingwu in his hand, and then turned his gaze to He Lanqian next to him, a little scrutiny, a little guard: "You really just think so?" ”

He Lanqian lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, warm and moist, and couldn't see superfluous emotions: "Naturally." ”

The hand around Jun Bingwu's neck suddenly loosened, her body, lost support, and slipped to the ground weakly, with severe pain in her throat, and she coughed violently.

"If that's all you really think, that's fine." The man sneered, "But Qian'er, this seat reminds you, don't forget your identity, children's private affairs, not something you should touch, especially this woman." ”

Helan Qian's lowered eyes deepened a little, and when he raised his eyes again, there was only a piece of clarity left: "Thank you for the ancestors' teachings, Qian'er should keep it in mind." ”

The man snorted coldly, and swept away Jun Bingwu, who had fallen to the ground in embarrassment, his gloomy eyes flashing with a sparkle of light.

After a moment, he flicked his sleeves and walked outside.

At the moment when he passed by He Lanqian, he didn't forget to glance at He Lanqian, and his eyes were full of warnings.

He Lanqian lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head: "Congratulations to the ancestors." ”

The sound of footsteps faded away.

Jun Bingwu fell in a pool of blood in embarrassment, her whole body was messy, she held her breath, looked at He Lanqian, her eyes were full of complexity.

Even now, she didn't know whether she should suspect her of ruining her plans or thank him for saving her life.

He Lanqian sighed, took a few steps, and picked her up from the pool of blood.

Looking at her messy and bloodstained body, a trace of distress crossed his usually warm and calm eyes, and he sighed again: "What kind of virtue can that man do, can you do this for him?" ”

obviously has a chance to live, but she is willing to give up her life, but she just doesn't want them to threaten him with her, Jun Bingwu, is there a more stupid woman than you in this world?