Have you ever felt death? That originally warm and gentle breath is slowly consumed in front of you, and it cannot be stopped, and it cannot be stopped.

That cold and stinging thought was pulled into tears that kept sliding down the corners of his eyes, endless panic, and there was nowhere to hide.

Hua Song's body gradually lost its temperature and made Su Zhi shiver with cold, and suddenly, Xi Du, who was dying in Hua Song's arms and had never opened his eyes, moved.

Su Zhi shook suddenly, and raised his face from the corner of Hua Song's shoulder. She looked down at Xi Jie, and the tears that had not dried up hit Xi Jie's open eyelids, which were extremely heavy.

The corners of Xi Jue's mouth pulled out a smile with great difficulty, and he seemed to have exhausted all his strength before he trembled and stretched out his fingers, which were already bloody and blurred, and slowly lifted them.

That long process has become a warm and heartfelt picture in Su Zhi's eyes.

Outside the car, with the sound of their approaching footsteps, there was nowhere to escape. The howling cold wind and the fluttering snow were kept out.

Xi's unformed fingers fell lightly on Hua Song's cheek, and the delicate and painless face was long gone, and he gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. The corners of his eyes were slightly moist, his mouth was open, and a hoarse voice was so subtle that it seemed to break into the air, "Fool." He said, a glittering liquid sliding down his eyes. It was as if someone had been on the acupuncture point, and he only opened his eyes and looked at them empty and weeping.

"Ahh Kill me. Nishida stared at Hua Song, his hand gently caressing her face. The corners of his mouth smiled at the words that oozed out of his dreams.

Su Zhi hugged Hua Song's body tightly for half a minute, she closed her eyes and shook her head, her throat choked so that she couldn't speak. No. Can't do it.

"I won't live long, if Su Gurong catches me, he will torture me in every way. Shall I go with her? "It's like a hanging thread.

"Senior brother." Almost trying to hold back the choking in the depths of his throat, he shouted these two words in a pleading tone. The accent of the accent made her almost collapse.

Xi Jue's fingers slid down, and his trembling and powerless hand landed on the golden dagger in Hua Song's hand, and he picked it up with difficulty, and wanted to drop it several times.

The footsteps got closer and closer, and each sound seemed to step on the tip of the heart.

Su Zhi felt a chill on the back of his hand, and Xi Jue had already handed over the dagger. "There's no time. Count me brother, please. Help me. ”

"Help me, wait."

Who's going to help me. "Senior brother." Shuzhi shuddered and took the dagger. It was as if he had been drained of his strength, and the dagger almost slipped from his hand.

"Wait. Hate me, don't hate Ah Hua. There was a warm light in Xi Jue's weak eyes. He smiled at Suku.

Heavy breathing, tight footsteps.

"I don't hate. I don't hate anyone. Su Zhi frowned, and she choked.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and the biting wind mixed with the snowflakes rushed in, and the long-awaited hand fell at this moment. The shiny dagger stabbed into the mouth of the West Determination, and warm blood spurted out, landing on the hand of the stumbling man. It was as if he had been burned, and every cell of himself was burned into water vapor by the scorching crimson of his hand, and struggled out of his pupils.

"Ahh Live well for us. A layer of mist condensed on Xi Jue's eyelashes was condensed, and he said softly as he closed his eyes.

One hand was still on the dagger, and the warm liquid gushing out made her sit in place in a daze. The other hand hugged the carol fiercely.

Outside the curtain, Su Gurong was dressed in a shining royal robe, and the cloak was covered with white snow petals. Behind him, Number Seven helped him pull the curtain of the carriage open, and he only smiled at the corner of his mouth, staring at the wonderful show in front of him.

"Find a place for the king to burn these two dead men." Su Gurong said word by word.

"Yes. King. Four or five guards behind No. 7 rushed into the carriage, trying to move the bodies of Hua Song and Xi Du.

"Get out of here, who dares to touch it." Shuzhi pulled the dagger out of Xidu's chest, and she roared coldly with a pair of red eyes.

The guards in front of him were all frightened by this appearance, and their backs were cold. Su Zhi's delicate face was as cold as ice, and her eyes were bloodshot and slightly swollen. Her roar made Seven frown unconsciously.

"Deaf. Take it away to the king. Su Gurong also shouted with a cold face. He hated it so much, he hated it so much that he couldn't make her feel better every day, and he was tortured all the time.

The guards were about to step forward, but they put the flower song down. Although her internal strength was not high, her body still recovered, her body fell backwards, her palms supported the ground, her left foot was raised, and she kicked the chest of the guard in front of her fiercely, so fast that three or four guards who had just climbed into the car were kicked out of the car one after another.

He raised his body and dodged to the wall of the car, snatched the silver sword of one of the guards, jumped out of the car, and pointed at the large number of guards who were about to approach in front of him, and his cold eyes were frozen. "If you want to get close to them, step over my corpse."

Su Gurong's eyes deepened, such a long-awaited stop. This is how she is, stubborn, kind, affectionate, and unstoppable.

The snow is falling, the dead branches of the trees are shaking, and the cold wind is gentle. Her long hair was curled up by the wind and snow petals, obscuring half of her face.

"Take it." Su Gurong is so long-cherished that he loves and hates it. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, raised his fingers and leaned forward slightly, and said softly.

In an instant, countless figures surrounded him. Su Zhi calmed his eyes, clenched the silver sword, and the anger boiling in his heart ignited for a moment. She thrust her sword into her feet, and her body rose ninety degrees to spin and kick away the first guards who rushed up. The steady body fell to the ground, the silver sword was drawn, the long hair was raised to block the oncoming sword, and the body turned behind them, mercilessly piercing the other party's heart.

You are innocent. Hua Song and Xi Du are also innocent. There is no right or wrong, only each other guarding what they desperately want to protect.

Su Zhi was red-eyed, and unconsciously cast the Imperial Maiden Sutra together, and her sword dancing style and speed became faster and faster. Almost before the guards had time to react, a deadly sword appeared behind them.

No. 7 wanted to step forward, but Su Gurong waved his hand. He took a small bow and arrow from Seven. Hold a bow and arrow coated with poison in your hand. His eyes fell on the swaying and brilliant figure, and his heart suddenly hurt.

"You make this king feel distressed, and this king will make you feel a hundred times more." As the words fell, he raised his bow and arrow, aimed a few centimeters away from his heart, and shot out mercilessly.

Break through the wind and snow and cut through the silence. By the time you hear the rapid grinding of the air, it's too late. No sooner had she turned than a short, delicate golden arrow stabbed through her heart. The sharp pain for a moment made her body shake, her walking speed slowed, her left shoulder was cut by the sword, and the warm liquid oozed out.

Poison. Although her long-awaited body could dissolve poison, it only took a few seconds for her to realize how vicious the poison was. There are still indecomposable poisons in this world, such as blood gems, such as centrifugation, for example, she can't decompose the poison that makes her so painful that she can't breathe for a while.

I have never experienced such physical pain, and it is better than the blood and poison.

"Hmm~" Su Zhi pulled out the golden arrow in his chest and knelt on the ground with a muffled snort. Guards surrounded her from all sides and trapped her.

Su Gurong threw the bow without arrows in his hand to No. 7, and walked to Su Zhi in a lazy and leisurely manner, he leaned down and lifted her chin, admiring Su Zhi's appearance of being tortured by pain, and his heart was happy. "Does it hurt?" Asked in a playful soft voice.

Sweat began to permeate her forehead, and her eyes hit the carriage. The crimson that fell from the carriage had merged with the snow on the ground into a bleak sight.

Hurt! Pain in the heart.

"This poison is called tasting the heart. As much pain as your heart hurts, as much as your body hurts. Do you want to have a good experience? Su Gurong smiled heavily, and he glanced at No. 7. Seven nodded, and walked towards the carriage with seven or eight guards.

Su Zhi Hitomi's eyes widened suddenly, "Don't." "I wanted to struggle and stand up, but I was held down by the guards.

"Don't want anything?" Su Gurong sneered. "When my 50,000 elite soldiers were wiped out, did you think about it, but when this king believed in you, you wanted to spoil you to heaven, and you thought about not disappointing this king. Now come and say to this king that you don't? ”

Raised his body, "Burn this king clean." ”

As if premeditated, the torches that were ready to be prepared were ignited at one moment. Countless torches were thrown into the carriage.

The fire is faintly visible.

"Don't!!" Nearly unable to breathe, she looked at the slowly burning fire. I can't wait to rush over now. The fire was so fierce that it would burn them clean.

"King Rong! King Rong! Leave them a whole corpse, and beg the king to keep a whole corpse for them. It's the slave's fault, it's the slave's fault. Suzhi desperately broke free from the guards who bound her, her roar echoing through the trees.

The smell of a corpse being burned came out, and Su Gurong frowned slightly, it was really unpleasant. No matter how brilliant he was before he was alive, he was a rotten pile of rotten meat after death.

In his opinion, this is true of all people. It is better to bear the people of the world than to allow the people of the world to bear him. It's the same with long-term stopping. Sooner or later, he will make Suzhi curl up at his feet like a obedient cat. No one deserves it but him.

Even her tears are not deserved.

He turned around and said to Suzu, "Yes." It's all your fault. Even if you don't repent as before, it doesn't matter, this king has time to teach you little by little with the people around you. ”

Su Gurong looked at the lovely appearance of tears streaming down his face, his heart ached slightly, but he still smiled. "Seventh, go back to the palace. Give the king back to the prince's palace. ”

"Yes. King. Seven lowered his eyes and replied indifferently.

I want to shout, I want to abuse, I want to die with him. But she suddenly stopped these useless struggles, and let the guards drag her away.

The more pain there is in the heart, the more the body will feel it.

After feeling that my body was in unbearable pain, it was empty and blind. It's as if all the senses are lost at the same time. You don't feel cold, you don't feel heat, you don't feel pain, you don't feel happiness.

The feeling of emptiness made her panic. It seems that something has suddenly disappeared, and I can't find it, and I can't find it anymore.

Suzhi raised his face and let the snow fall on his face, his eyelashes trembling. A wry smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, "I don't think I can go back." Chi Yuan. ”

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