The day the scene changed again was in the evening. The remnants of the sun www.biquge.info spread out layer by layer, dyeing the end of the sky red, as stunning as blood.

Shangguan Yao was embroidering in the house, and vaguely seemed to smell a burst of smoke, thinking that Song Yan was preparing dinner, but saw Song Yan reading in the hall, and suddenly realized that it was on fire, and quickly got up to check outside.

As she expected, the mountain temple was surrounded by a group of black-clothed people, and several of them showed cautious expressions. The fire around her was getting bigger and bigger, and the fire spread rapidly, but in the blink of an eye, the tongue of fire came towards her and Song Yan like a snake hyacinth.

"Ah Yan, hurry up!"

Suddenly, the beam above Shangguan Yao's head was slightly loose, and seeing that the beam was about to fall on Shangguan Yao's body, Song Yan pushed her away, and the heavy beam pressed on his body, and then he fainted. Shangguan Yao used the transfer technique, hugged Song Yan, left the mountain temple, and stopped beside a mountain stream.

However, Song Yan's injuries were too serious, coupled with his already weak body, and several ribs of his body were broken by the heavy beams. She looked at his pale face, and after thinking for a long time, she finally made up her mind. The most powerful thing about the high priest of Liguo is not the conversion of time, but the life-sustaining technique. The so-called continuation of life is the continuation of one person's life on another, but the cost is quite large. If they fail, their lives will be in danger. Even if he succeeds, the former will lose half of his life.

The life renewal technique was very successful, she renewed her twenty years of life to Song Yan, she didn't know how many years she could live, but at least he had her twenty years. After completing her life, her body was extremely weak, and then she found that the scene in front of her began to change rapidly, and her body gradually became transparent, and she knew that her mana could no longer support her to stay in this space.

She looked at Song Yan on the ground extremely weakly, leaned over and kissed him as if she was reluctant, and then she took out the psychic jade she was wearing and put it beside him, and then wrote two words on the ground: Wait for me, and then said softly: "Ah Yan, believe me, I will definitely go to you!" ”

The last of her mana crumbled, and everything in front of her began to blur, and then she lost consciousness and entered space with the vortex. Before closing her eyes, all she thought of was the white-clothed young man lying on the ground. Warm and beautiful. That was the only freedom and faith she had in this life.

After Shangguan Yao returned to the present five years ago, he fell into a coma for a while. She was too young to spend all her mana to use the Life Renewal Technique, not to mention that she had lost twenty years of life now. She slept for three years in a coma. It wasn't until three years later that she finally opened her eyes.

Su Chengjing and I were quietly watching everything, and suddenly Shangguan Yao's memory circle began to shake significantly violently, and then it became more and more serious, I suddenly felt an unprecedented panic and sadness, and many Shangguan Yao's faces appeared in the memory circle, and each face was sad. I was at a loss for a moment and panicked.

"Chengjing," my voice trembled slightly, "how can this be?" ”

After a moment of shaking, the memory circle finally regained its calm. After a long time, Su Chengjing said slowly: "Probably, this is the place where the queen is most unwilling to remember. ”

My heart moved slightly: "I don't want to remember...... So what happens? ”

The moment Shangguan Yao caught her eye, she saw Song Yan in Tsing Yi and black hair. It's been five years since they were there, and her appearance hasn't changed, but he's becoming more and more mature and cold. Wearing a moon-white robe and a golden crown, it seems to have flowed through thousands of flowers. The clothes are like snow, and the moon is like practice. The slender fingers caressed Shangguan Yao's cheeks, but between the picturesque eyebrows and eyes, there were three points of coldness and seven points of rebelliousness.

She excitedly called out, "Ah Yan? Is that you? Was there anything wrong with you that night? ”

Song Yan withdrew his hand, looked at her condescendingly, for a long time, curled the corners of his mouth, and laughed: "Ah Yan? So you remember me. ”

Shangguan Yao was slightly stunned, and wanted to get up, only to find that his hands and feet were tied, and he was lying on the bed at this time. She was puzzled: "Ah Yan, you quickly let me go." ”

"Heh......" he chuckled, walked to the main seat of the main hall, and then sat down, "let go of you, and then you will go back in time?" I have long heard that the high priest of Liguo has extraordinary ability, and I am fortunate to meet it today, Shangguan Yao, do you think I am very honored? ”

I? She suddenly had a terrible conjecture. "Ah Yan, you ...... You became an emperor? You promised me, why did you lie to me......"

"Lie to you?" Song Yan got up from the seat, walked towards her step by step, lifted her face, and stared at him with her eyes: "Shangguan Yao, I have to thank you, if it weren't for you, how could I make up my mind to sit on this throne." If it weren't for you, how would I have experienced the thrill of sitting on the world. Why do you say I'm lying to you? ”

Shangguan Yao fell into horror: "You are not my Ah Yan, Ah Yan will not be like this!" Ah Yan will never lie to me! ”

Song Yan pinched her cheeks, his sharp nails poked into her flesh, and he laughed loudly: "Look clearly, this is your Ah Yan, the Ah Yan who was thrown away by you at will." At the beginning, he was so convinced that you were his everything, even more than his own life, and he was willing to do anything for you. But what about you? Where have you been? ”

She shook her head in horror. She didn't understand why her Ayan had become like this, she didn't understand why she had only been away from him for a while, why everything had become so desperate.

He let go of his hand, his fingers gently caressing her face, and continued, "You are the high priest of Liguo, how can you easily fall in love with an unfavored prince? You have supreme power in your hands, how can a teenager stop you? He paused, the strength of his hand increased, and he stared at her: "You don't want me to be the emperor, I'll show you." You protect your kingdom, and I will destroy it. You miss the Ayan you used to be, and I go to the abyss. As for you? ”

His eyes became more and more terrifying, and before she could react, the rope in her hand had been loosened, and in the next moment, her hand was held tightly by him, and then squeezed it so hard that all her fingers were broken. Ignoring her pain, he raised the corners of his lips and laughed loudly: "A-Yao, so that you can no longer escape from my side, as you said, from now on, we will never abandon each other, life and death depend on each other." ”

Then, the back of her head was firmly locked, with no room to go backwards. Cold, moist teeth pried open her lips, and little by little they demanded and bit by bit in the thumping sound until they burned fiercely.

This kiss came too violently, with bloody hatred and revenge, regardless of her feelings, all the crazy determination burned in her lips, and the delicate lips were ravaged and almost torn, accompanied by the bitter and sticky smell of blood, and the pain was obsessed.

In the next moment, he pressed her to the bed, tore her clothes, and pressed against her despite her freedom and resentment.

That night, she drained all her tears.

In the time that followed, Shangguan Yao would always remember the humiliation she had suffered, and Song Yan's blood-red and angry eyes.

Later, every time she thought about it, she still had palpitations and blood dripping in her heart.

She thought that she would never forget that day, and the reunion she thought had crossed thousands of mountains and rivers was such a despair that drained people's bones and devoured people's hearts.