The drizzle was drizzling, the sharp blades reflected the cold light, one by one fell down, the fresh lives became cold, the muddy road, the people were lying down, those in black shirts did not have any hesitation and pity at all, they were like killing machines, meticulously carrying out the orders of the master. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Jin'er, I'm sorry, I'm late."

"You're not Cheng Mu!" Her pupils shrank slightly, and she raised her hand to push the person away, but the other party's movements were faster.

"It's been a long time, month."

Yun Xiuhan's voice was cold, and a silver needle silently sank into the other party's neck.

'Hua Jincheng's body lost its strength and fell limply into the person's arms.

Yun Xiuhan raised his hand and tore off the mask on his face, his angular face was full of crazy killing intent, he hugged people tightly, and the killing intent in his heart was like a tide, "No one is left!" ”

"Yes!"

More than a dozen people flashed out like ghosts, those who had already come out, those who had not yet come out of the house, and the miserable howls were heard under the dark sky, but no one felt distressed.

A crimson figure flashed out of the room, holding an umbrella in his hand, a somewhat different umbrella.

"Master."

The hunting ape raised his eyes and handed the umbrella to the other party.

Yun Xiuhan took the umbrella, his fingers swept over Hua Jincheng's cheek, "Ten." ”

"Master."

The woman kneeling on one knee looked solemn.

"If something happens to Jin'er, you don't have to come back."

"Don't worry, master!"

The woman solemnly assured, she stood up, took Yun Xiuhan's place, and hugged Hua Jincheng tightly in her arms.

The horses galloped, and these people came and went as fast as they were, like real ghosts, and there was no trace of them except for the corpses all over the ground.

Yun Xiuhan held an umbrella and stood alone under the rain curtain, and directly in front, at the end of the path, a person dressed in black quietly appeared.

A cyan ink-splashed paper umbrella shone above his head, also covering his face.

"Madame Rou."

Yun Xiuhan spoke, and the voice with internal force clearly entered the other party's ears.

"Lord Jin, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come unharmed."

Bai Rou lifted the umbrella up slightly, her eyes were slightly cold, and her crisp voice was also mixed with internal force, but it was a little weaker than Yun Xiuhan, she bent down slightly, although her movements were subtle, but it was enough for people with excellent eyesight to see clearly, "Jin'er, please take care of people, please take care of people, otherwise she is afraid that she will lose her life in this game." ”

"Can I tell her you're dead?" Yun Xiuhan's eyes narrowed slightly, she really dared to say it.

"Whatever you want." Bai Rou smiled, as if she didn't care what he would say, "When Jin'er is no longer Jin'er, how will you choose?" ”

"Mrs. Rou will always have a way." Yun Xiu said in a cold voice, the rain dripping down from his chin, and the eyes that lined him became more and more condensed.

"Do it yourself, Lord Jin."

Bai Rou turned to leave, the black skirt was blown up by the wind, a beast roar was deafening, and the colorful tiger that swooped down from the small hill in the distance was as well-behaved as a cat in front of Bai Rou.

Bai Rou touched the tiger's head, rode on the tiger's back and slowly left this Shura hell.

Yun Xiu's cold eyes were slightly dark, and he had been wondering what Bai Rou meant by that sentence.

will lose your life in this game.

So what exactly is Bai Rou planning? A treasure of the flower family? The treasure of the White Family? Or something else?

Yun Xiuhan put away the umbrella, since he couldn't figure it out, there was no need to keep dwelling on this matter, he thought very clearly, and it was very simple.

When the soldiers come to block the water and cover the earth, when they can't see through or touch, they can only use this means to deal with it.

The town closest to the village was overcrowded with the arrival of the ape hunters.

A row of upper rooms was all occupied by them, and the people who originally lived in them were also driven out, but no one dared to complain, and they didn't even have the courage to look up in front of these people.

Hua Jincheng's whole body was immersed in the bath tub with the smell of medicinal herbs, and the heat and medicinal gas penetrated into the body little by little through the skin, and the whole body was comfortable, but her heart still felt cold.

The door was opened with a squeak, Hua Jincheng subconsciously shrank his body, and the water overflowed his chin, "Who?" ”

She asked vigilantly, like a frightened bird.

"Jin'er."

Yun Xiuhan's heart twitched, and he didn't shy away from it, and he bypassed the screen and came to the person, "How are you?" Are there any injuries? Is there anything wrong with it? Tell me okay? He asked repeatedly, anxiety and worry written on his face.

Hua Jincheng shook his head, as if something was blocked in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.

"Repair, repair the cold." Tears fell, she raised her hand to wipe it, but the more she wiped it, she thought that the tears had already flowed, and her heart had already hurt enough, and she escaped death? That's right, but maybe Bai Rou never thought of letting her die, but if it weren't for the fact that she would let the moon out, even if Yun Xiuhan came, what face would she have to live again?

Hate? But I don't know how to hate.

Love? I don't know how to love.

Resentment? It's not clear what exactly is to resent.

"Don't cry, I won't talk about you, and I won't hurt you, okay?"

Yun Xiuhan was also afraid for a while, if he went a little later, then what would be waiting for him?

"It's all my fault, I should have found out a long time ago."

Yun Xiuhan took a few steps forward, "Show me, okay?" ”

"I'm sorry."

Hua Jincheng stood up, opened his arms and threw himself into his arms, "I'm sorry, I'm too willful, but I thought ...... I thought she wouldn't, I, I'm her daughter, her only daughter! ”

Hua Jincheng cried loudly, and the tears of forbearance no longer need to be endured at this time.

The husband and children are dead.

A ten-year-old boy.

It's a widow.

The daughter of the deceased.

Every sentence, word by word, like a knife, pierced into her heart.

Even if Bai Rou said that she had a daughter who was dead, even if Bai Rou said that she was a junior, even if Bai Rou let her go, she would not be so sad.

"She doesn't want me anymore, she doesn't want me anymore."

Although there is such an awareness, but when the facts are confirmed, it is still very sad, maybe people are just cheap, to pursue the answer that has been determined, even if there is no place to bury it, who is to blame?

Yun Xiuhan pursed his lips tightly, hugged the person in his arms and said nothing, in fact, even he didn't know what to say.

Comfort her with lies?

So when the truth is revealed, she will definitely collapse, no matter how good a person's psychological quality is, she will collapse in the face of betrayal and injury from her loved ones, not to mention that Hua Jincheng has been longing for these things?

"So you're all there is me."

Yun Xiuhan's voice was low, he pushed the person away and put his hands on her shoulders, "Jin'er, do you want to marry me?" ”