"Shinobi?" He chuckled, a hint of sarcasm and ridicule rising at the corners of his lips, "For the sake of Xuanyuan Qihuang, so, you can endure anything, right?" ”

She closed her eyes, no one could understand her, she once thought he could, but she didn't expect, he couldn't either.

So she, Su Yueming, in her past and present lives, will only end up alone in unbearable rotten memories.

She opened her eyes and suddenly smiled softly.

Her face was so dirty, but this smile was like the bud of an orchid in a deep valley, which opened so suddenly one morning, after a gust of wind.

A moment of stunned appeared on Murong Canghai's cold face—

Her eyes, shining, shining as bright and pure as stars, those eyes were tough but soft, cold and lonely, exactly the same as the one he had known before, and had not changed at all.

"Do you want to go back to Da Zhou?" He asked.

Su Yueming raised her eyes to look at him and asked, "Will you still let me go back?" ”

He looked into her eyes, as if trying to see something in them, but after looking at her for a long time, he suddenly stood up, looked at her coldly, and said-

"No, even if you die, you can only be buried in the land of Great Qin, and I will never let you go back!"

After saying this, he got back on the horse, and with a wave of the long whip in his hand, the whip buckled Su Yueming's waist, and secretly pulled hard, Su Yueming's whole person suddenly flew into the air, and then landed firmly in his arms.

He looked down at the exhausted woman covered in his arms and said—

"Perhaps, when you become the food in the mouth of that male lion, it may run back to the land of Da Zhou."

The horse galloped again, and she was placed in his arms, and with the galloping herd, she went to the place where they were going to hunt.

"Whew......"

In the distance, she heard a chilling roar of a lion, probably wounded, and all the howls sounded terrifying.

"Lord Wang, it's here! Let me do it. ”

Gong Yue's excited eyes flashed with anticipation.

Murong Canghai's eyes flashed, and a trace of dangerous aura silently startled Gong Yue, and he realized that he seemed to have upset the king of the Northern Courtyard, so he immediately lowered his head and retreated.

Murong Canghai looked at the stubborn woman in his arms, his face sank, and as soon as his hand was loosened, Su Yueming rolled down the horse's back, and the chain fell to the ground, making a crisp clattering sound.

His hand slowly raised, and everyone retreated.

In the vast and desolate yellow meadow, in the distance, only a woman with bruises remained.

Murong Canghai's eyes narrowed slightly.

Her clothes were torn, and her two Bai Xi's soft calves were exposed to the dim air, and there was an extraordinarily thrilling softness in this shijie full of men and hunting.

Because the iron ring was pulled all the way, the flesh on the ankle had been deeply cut, revealing the white bones inside, and the smell of blood was exuding in the air.

Gong Yue put his hand in his mouth and made a strange sound.

As soon as the voice fell, everyone clenched the reins in their hands, and a nervous look appeared on their faces.

"Whew...... Whew......"

With a terrifying cry, after a while, a wounded male lion smelled the air and dragged its huge body out.

When it saw the woman lying on the ground curled up in a ball, covered in bruises, its eyes suddenly flashed with a murderous and excited look.