She woke up in a palace carved out of black crystal, and she looked around. She was lying in the center of the hall. The cold floor woke her up. She was still wearing yesterday's black dress, still a little dry, the black dress was tattered and stained.

She held on to the floor and propped herself up. Looking around uneasily, the people in the luxurious clothes looked at her viciously, which made her feel very uneasy. Looking for that silver white, for some reason, she felt that seeing him would make her feel unusually relieved.

Finally, her gaze stopped somewhere.

She found his shadow among those people, and she looked at him and tried to ask him for help.

Didn't he save her yesterday, why would she be here today? The atmosphere here scared her, and the people here, she wanted to leave, and here, she was scared.

He looked at her with a look she didn't understand, a look that made her feel like he was worried about her. made her feel that something very bad would happen to her next.

He shifted his gaze, and he looked ahead. She followed his gaze.

Suddenly, her legs went limp.

In front of her, the man on the high seat, the strong sense of oppression made her heart beat faster, what made her heart beat faster, and her face. There was a sense of danger coming from the man on the high seat, even more dangerous than the guy named Aoi who had met in the forest, and he was looking at her with golden eyes.

She was stunned and looked at him in a daze.

Palpitation!

The sculptural cheeks, the elongated neck, the high bridge of the nose, the inked eyebrows, the slightly long and extremely seductive eyes, and the golden, lion-like eyes are looking at her with a playful attitude to make eye contact with the Night Sacrifice.

Time seems to freeze in this moment.

She looked at him, the corners of his mouth curled, evil and playful, and he looked at her with his chin propped up. That look made her even more uneasy, and it made her feel that she was his toy.

The man on the golden throne spoke, and the heavenly voice made her feel terrified, "Night Sacrifice, you and her, do you know?" ”

A man dressed in silver and white came out of the ranks, knelt on one knee, and covered his shoulders, "Back to my king, the minister and her have only one side." ”

The words he uttered made her heart tremble, and she only felt uncomfortable hearing this in her heart.

The man on the high seat turned his long hair with his white fingers, and his tone was rather nonchalant, "Night Sacrifice, you talk about the consequences of lying." ”

She heard his resolute voice say, "Gone to ashes." ”

Lie to him and it will be ruined?

"Come here," she heard the sinister, demagogic, dangerous man.

She lifted her feet, but she couldn't fall to the ground.

At this moment, she heard her own heartbeat, and at the same time, she also heard the heartbeat of her ministers.

His sense of oppression made her want to escape, and his sense of oppression made her dare not escape.

Her feet finally landed on the ground, but in the opposite direction. She ran towards the gate, she wanted to escape.

For some reason, the ministers did not panic, but were very calm. Was it because they were well-trained, or did they think she wouldn't be able to escape at all? Although she also knew that it must be the latter. Although she knew that her actions might anger the man in the high seat, she stepped away. What happens if he is provoked? It's nothing but death.

She stepped out of the door, a golden glow shining down on her face. She saw the sun, dazzling colors.

The sinister and demagogic voice rang out, "Catch her." ”

Before she could finish speaking, the guards guarding the door immediately arrested her. Their rude behavior made her wrist red.

They tied her up with ropes and pushed her to the ground. She didn't have time to cope and fell the floor.

He playfully said, "It's quite stubborn." ”

She turned her face away, ignoring him, and then he said, "Send her to the Temple of Twilight." ”

Two guards stepped forward, one pinching her jaw and the other pouring a clear liquid into her mouth.

Her eyes drifted away. As soon as his eyes closed, he fell to the ground.

The Night Sacrifice General's face became more and more pale, and he didn't even pay attention to himself, he actually frowned at the woman he had a relationship with.

The young man on the high seat looked at the person who had fainted on the ground, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

The two guards lifted the woman on the ground and walked out of the main hall.

A handsome man with white hair stepped forward, knelt down on one knee, touched his right shoulder with his left hand, and said to the man on the high seat, "King Yuwu, the minister thinks that he should be put to death, or he will suffer endlessly." ”

The man sitting on the high seat smiled wickedly, speechless, and the hall returned to its previous silence.