Just as his lips were about to touch the pink cochlea, the small room suddenly stopped rising, and the door in front of him suddenly opened. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He was shocked again, and Mu Ne was dragged out of the small house by Jiang Moyan. Outside, there is a corridor-like place, and the walls on both sides are still made of glass. He thought to himself, "What is this place, and why is there so much glass here?" Or crystals? Is this world made of crystal?

Jiang Moyan had already hunched over and walked ahead. He calmed down, followed her cautiously like Jiang Moyan, and quietly walked towards a room made of glass.

I don't know if they touched some secret weapon, and suddenly a piercing sound pierced the silent space, and it sounded deafeningly. Without hesitation, he pulled Jiang Moyan back, hid behind him, and looked around vigilantly. A few people suddenly popped out of a few rooms in the distance, dressed in strange costumes, holding strange weapons in their hands, and iron beads spraying out of the black hole.

He watched the iron beads fly towards them in strings, and he felt every cell in his body be awakened in an instant. Before the first iron orb arrived, he quickly turned around and hugged the person behind him, and quickly flashed into a nearby place that looked like a door.

Jiang Moyan in his arms was obviously startled, but he only reacted in an instant. She slid her hand on the door, and then rushed to the window with the man, opened a strange window, and threw herself out.

"Ahh He probed, sure enough, it was a height high enough to make him dizzy. But fortunately, Mo Yan didn't fall, just stepped on the bulge outside, and then jumped into the window downstairs with his body flexibly. He learned Jiang Moyan's appearance, and also turned downstairs and entered a room full of strange objects. There are things made of glass everywhere, arranged in rows on tables and cabinets.

He saw Jiang Moyan rummaging through these glass bottles and jars, and then went to the cabinet next to him to rummage, and even opened a big iron box in a particularly strange way, took out two glass bottles from it, and put them in his arms like a baby.

Footsteps were already ringing outside the door, apparently someone else was coming. "Let's go!" He quickly pulled Jiang Moyan up, rushed to the window again, and took her down the next floor with her as he had just done, passing through an equally strange house, and then there were long shiny corridors, long steps, and all kinds of strange rooms for them to hide.

Eventually, they ran to a courtyard made of blue bricks. Just as he didn't know where to go, Jiang Moyan had already leaned over and pulled open a round iron lid on the ground, and then jumped in with him.

Almost at the same time, he heard someone come down from the upper floors and walk back and forth on the ground above their heads for a long time. As for what happened next, he didn't know. Because he had been pulled into a tunnel with cross-flowing sewage by Jiang Moyan, who was moving quickly, at this time. The pungent smell gave him a headache, but his hand unconsciously stretched out to Jiang Moyan's face and covered her nose for her. He saw a sparkle in her eyes, and it made his heart throb. Even in this harsh environment, I still have the urge to rush up and kiss her.

Just as he was about to put it into practice, a shrill call interrupted him, making him can't help but raise his head and blurt out: "What's wrong?" ”

"Oh no, Your Highness. Someone broke in! ”

Feng Jiutian sat up suddenly, stunned for a long time, and couldn't react. He turned around, in front of him was his bed, and under him was a messy futon, where was Jiang Moyan's half-point shadow?

It turned out to be a dream!

Feng Jiutian got up, quickly put on his coat, and rushed out of the room. The lights flickered in the distance, and the faint sound of a fight could be heard.

Feng Jiutian lived here, it was the original Dingzhou Governor's Mansion, although the building was rough, but the place was big enough, and there were enough rooms. He could hear the sound coming from the outer courtyard, and it seemed that there were quite a few people involved.

Feng Jiutian frowned, and spread his body and flew away into the distance. The little father-in-law in the back trotted all the way to catch up.

In the darkness, Feng Jiutian saw a group of vague figures fighting, his face couldn't be seen clearly, but looking at the faint light reflected by the moonlight from the sword, Feng Jiutian roughly judged the situation of the enemy and me.

Without hesitation, he slashed a scimitar with one palm, snatching the opponent's scimitar and slashing at those who wielded the same weapon. I couldn't see his movements clearly in the darkness, only the light on the scimitar fell together, very quickly. Along with the scimitar rising and falling, there was also a scream.

Suddenly, a very familiar but somewhat hoarse female voice came, making Feng Jiutian's slashing action suddenly stagnate.

"Your Highness, I'm here!"

"Mo Yan?" Feng Jiutian exhaled softly, and his body quickly rushed in that direction, hugging the petite body.

"Mo Yan, you're back!" Feng Jiutian's voice trembled slightly, I don't know if it was because of the surprise and excitement after suddenly seeing the person, or the strong emotional impact brought to him by this person himself, which made him hold the other party's hand extremely hard, almost strangling the waist of the person in his arms.

"Your Highness, my waist ...... You tap. The voice came again. I don't know if it's Feng Jiutian's illusion, there was a little hoarseness in that voice that made him uncomfortable, but the thick affection was accompanied by the voice that obviously came into his eardrums. Feng Jiutian didn't care about anything else, and lowered his head to search for the face of the person in his arms. Seeing that familiar and unforgettable face, Feng Jiutian felt that his heart had finally been found again, ironed so that his whole body was comfortable, and his body was involuntarily relaxed.

Just as he was about to take someone out of the battle circle first, a sharp pain suddenly came from his abdomen, and along with the severe pain, there was a cold voice: "Feng Jiutian, you go to die!" ”

Feng Jiutian lowered his head and saw a dagger stuck in his stomach, because the master used too much force, the blade had all been submerged, and only a section of the black hilt was exposed.

Feng Jiutian looked up and saw a cold and cruel smile on the face of the person he had been thinking about day and night that he had never seen before.

"Why?" His voice trembled, with doubts, sorrows, and deep love.

The person on the other side looked at the blood gushing out, looked up at the disbelief on his face, seemed to snort coldly, and then turned away without hesitation, disappearing into the vast night.

The fighting around him seemed to have stopped, as he couldn't hear anything anymore. But the body is cold, cold to the bone marrow, cold to the bottom of the heart. He felt that his head was getting emptier and emptyer, and all the past events were pulled out of his brain one by one, leaving only a white blank space, only a faint shadow in the distance stubbornly refused to leave.

What is she nostalgic for? This broken body? Or is it this broken heart......