Yan Zheng sat up his body. His eyes were a little tight, and he found that there was an earth-shattering strategy hidden in his body.

Unheard of, unseen.

"Then, according to Miss Shu's opinion, where will the heavy soldiers of the West Gu be concentrated?"

"Frozen Island." He said in a deep voice. "It is a very wise thing for them to cause chaos on the front border and leave a large number of heavy troops in the rear. Bingrong Island leads to Fengtianhai in the east, and leads to the Gu Shuai Camp in the west. Although the border was bustling, the terrain was easy to defend and difficult to attack, and we could not attack it, so we could only change the battle line. Therefore, if you capture the thief and capture the king first, you don't need to fight on the border at all, you can directly enter the hinterland of the enemy country. ”

Yan Zheng nodded and sighed secretly, "Wonderful." The old man has learned a lot. ”

This conversation went on late at night, and Yan Zheng was almost obsessed with the long-awaited art of war. He has been fighting for many years, and if he can really calculate carefully like a dream, then Fengtian will be several times stronger than now.

By the time Yan sent off with a smile on his face, it was already the middle of the night. Su Zhi politely refused the sedan chair sent by Yan Zheng, and only needed a horse.

The barracks were not very far from her residence. But after a day of suppression, she fell in love with the feeling of running in the middle of the night, turned around, and galloped away in the opposite direction of the palace. Summer nights are not cool, warm and refreshing. I don't care about my eyes that are confused by hair, and I don't care about the fingers that fall all over my fingers. I don't care where I am.

What do you care about? She didn't know what to do. She didn't even dare to think too deeply, for fear that a mouth would make that kind of unstoppable sound.

I don't know how long it took, but my body felt the change in the atmosphere around me one step ahead of my thoughts. In the middle of summer, there was a faint coldness, the shadows of the trees swaying, and the streets were depressed.

Su Zhi reined in the stiff rope in his hand, but the horse under him looked extremely uneasy. He flipped off the horse's back, took a silver needle out of his cuff and pierced the horse's body. The steed fell to the sound of the sound, and fell into a deep sleep.

Standing at the entrance of the alley, he looked around. Maybe I didn't realize that I had left the bustling area of the city. The surrounding trees and jungles are becoming more and more luxuriant, and houses are scarce. The small bridge is retro and old, like an old ink painting, and I dare not touch it easily, nor dare I look at it deeply.

She looked at the retro wooden bridge in front of her, and felt as if she was in a different world. A faint mist filled the air, filling everything in front of him in less than a moment.

His footsteps did not move, but his eyes spun rapidly. Although she is not small and has seen everything, this strange scene still makes her heart furious. It's obviously a hot day, how did you get the fog. Moreover, why is there no sound when the stream is flowing? His eyes gently stretched out and glanced at the ink-painted ancient bridge, and then quickly turned back. For the first time, I was scared by my own suspicions, and my back was cold.

What to do?

Ghost? As soon as this word came out, my heart trembled. She can not be afraid of anything, but she is very afraid of things like ghosts. Maybe it's because of my previous life in the modern era. As soon as I thought about whether there would be any cloak and rotten flesh, I felt that my heart was being tugged.

Bang la~ The palms of the long-awaited hands oozed sweat, and the stream that was still just now suddenly began to flow, and the sound was clearly audible. The moonlight was hidden behind a few dark clouds, and the light refracted on the water surface disappeared and became colder. She wanted to wake up the horse that she had temporarily suppressed, but she turned her gaze slightly to find that the black steed that had been beside her was now missing. There is no trace of it at all. I chuckled in my heart.

There was wind, and the trees in front of me were swaying slowly. A huge shadow shroud fell, casting a black shadow on Suzu's face.

Su Zhi clenched his fists tightly, not daring to turn back or turn around. I'm afraid that when I turn around, I'll see something I shouldn't see. Time seemed to suffocate her, leaving her breathless.

A keen sense of hearing catches the sound of something in the wind. The babbling song caressed the eardrums through the wind, like a bell from an ancient and old place, and the corners of his forehead began to sweat, and he gently bit his lips. Fake, fake, don't listen, don't listen.

But the more I forced myself, the clearer the beautiful sound that made my bones soft. From all sides, from a distance, gradually approaching. It's still a language I don't understand, but it's a melody that I almost hum softly.

Su Zhi closed his eyes and took a deep breath, he would go crazy if he stayed here any longer. Although she had to admit that her legs were a little weak now, her sense of survival forced her to lift her feet.

"Nice?"

in her ear. Right in her ears, a voice sounded like she had never heard before. With a faint chill piercing her ears.

Just this soft and soft voice made Su Zhi feel as if his eardrums were almost shattered, and the whole brain buzzed into a blank. She asked herself, although her martial arts are not the best in the world, her perception and speed when she has practiced the Imperial Maiden Sutra are indeed few and unmatched.

Unless, unless, the one who speaks in her ear is not a person.

What is it that is not a person?

He clenched his fists, ignoring the sweat that was falling from his forehead, and the pain of being gnawed by fear in his heart. I couldn't help but want to turn my head.

The fog in front of him intensified, the trees swayed wildly, the wind was strong, and a few strands of bright red hair shook in front of his eyes, gradually becoming more and more, and a few strands of red hair had been blown on his face by the wind. The sheer coolness made goosebumps rise all over her body.

"Who are you?" Gently open your lips.

"I'm you."

I am you. This is nothing more than the most shocking sentence I have ever heard. So much so that for the first time, her eyes widened with an expression of disbelief. You are me, so who am I? It seems that there is an endless loop, and this question makes Su Zhi return to the moment when he just crossed over.

Bang. The dark moon was buried, and thunder split through the sky.

Su Zhi tilted her head slightly, her face illuminated by lightning.

And under the thunder in the mist, the woman standing opposite her, dressed in a shocking red dress, like a rose born of blood, every trace of embroidery makes people seem to see thousands of needles and threads in it. The neckline is slightly open, and a silver ornament like a heart hangs from the white neck. No matter how dull it is, it still emits an eerie red light.

And her face.

I only felt my eyes burning, and I wanted to turn into ashes under this face. The chill in his heart rushed to his whole body, as if every cell was cold and frozen.