In Qinghui Palace, she counted the years, looked down to pick up the red maple, looked up at the wild goose, and spent a long time lonely, even if she waited until the green silk turned into snow, she knew that one day, she would wait for the clouds to open and the fog to disperse.

But she never thought that this day would come earlier than she imagined, and the years were not slow, and it was eighteen years in a blink of an eye.

Li Sangqi Spring Year, less than a month before Chinese New Year's Eve, this year, the twenty-ninth year of Mocang, and the year of astrology.

The moment the long Mocang army drove into the gate of Qinhuai, all the bad results kept pouring into her mind, and it was at that time that she really realized that the Mocang Emperor was planning to invade Qinhuai and conquer Lisang.

On that day, under the city of Qinhuai, the snow hugged the avenue, and there were few pedestrians.

"Concubine Huangniang, how do you feel at the moment?" Mocang Wuji sat on top of the high wolf horse, raising his head and constantly looking around at the exotic scenery around him.

"What do you want to do?" She asked in a low voice, her face was as cold as snow, her lips were blue, and even her eyelashes seemed to be frozen.

Hearing this, he was silent for a moment, looked back at the carriage behind him, and smiled in the wind: "Concubine Huangniang, this journey is tiring, I guess you are also tired." I have heard that Qin Huai's snacks are well-known for their deliciousness, and when the king orders people to go to the front to find a shop, let's fill our stomachs and drive away the cold, so let's take a break! ”

"Your army entered Lisang early in the morning, and the Mocang monarch is ready to send troops to Qin Huai, right?" She looked at Mo Cang indifferently, her eyes as cold as her voice. "You want to use me as a guide to burn this fire."

His smile stiffened, and he stood upright on his horse, as if frozen, and he knew that she had noticed something......

"Now, kill me!" Her mournful voice fell, and her eyes were as silent as death, "Kill me, this fire that has been silent for eighteen years can be burned!" ”

Hearing her resolute tone, he began to feel a little flustered in his heart, and guilt and reluctance came together in the bottom of his heart......

Mo was silent for two snaps of his fingers before his desolate tone slowly sounded. That night, the monarch issued a secret decree ordering the king to secretly escort Niangniang out of Mocang and to Qinhuai, thousands of miles away. When he entered the city, he killed his mother in the street......"

"So what?" Concubine Huang didn't look at him again, and said in a desolate tone: "The king's life is difficult!" Kill! There is no room for hesitation in the eyes of your indifferent man! Be decisive! ”

Mo Cangwuji tightened the reins and looked at the vast sky, his eyes tingling inexplicably......

He can't.

At that moment, he couldn't help but remember the words she had said to him on a rainy night with her umbrella, her earnest teachings in the Mocang Qinghui Palace, and the good advice she had provided him...... She is not his mother, but she gave him a chance to be reborn and is the most important person in his life.

He can't.

The army of the Mocang royal family has not yet arrived, and if it strikes too early, it will only startle the snake......

"Concubine Huang Niangniang, the monarch issued a secret order, this king, I can't help myself, and I hope that Niangniang will not blame this king for always concealing it." He retracted his gaze that fell in the distance, and his eyes slowly became serious, "This king, I won't kill my mother's ......"

She shuddered in her heart, and finally looked at him in disbelief, "What are you still worried about?" Have you forgotten what all these years of hard work are for? Now that your father has entrusted you with a heavy responsibility, if you go wrong at this time and lose your father's trust in you, will you be willing? ”

Mo Cang Wuji smiled and said: "The monarch's plan to conquer Li Sang is unstoppable, even if there is no Niang Niang to guide it, the fire of Mo Cang and Li Sang will burn!" The monarch did this in order to launch this campaign in a slightly more legitimate name. ”

As soon as she heard this, she thundered. The infinite fear, combined with the darkness, the silence, and the illusion of awakening, made her heart cold.

This eighteen-year dream is finally waking up!

All the predicted disasters and crises have come in advance!

After that, she felt as if she had passed out, and when she woke up again, she was already in the dungeon, and everything outside had already changed drastically!

As Mo Cang Wuji said, the fire of Mo Cang and Li Sang will burn sooner or later, even if she tries to save this already dangerous country with her own death, it is doomed to be in vain.

In the year of Li Sang grate jade, the first day of the first month, when the dead slaves were imprisoned, and the night was cold and frosty.

A series of footsteps and the sound of chains stabbed his drowsy consciousness little by little......

His palms clenched into fists, and he struggled to prop his stiff body off the ground, with a hint of pain from the wound, "hiss......"

Then, the two eyes that were originally shining seemed to be blind, extremely hollow, and the whole person leaned in the dark corner like a corpse, falling into decadence and confusion again.

In the dungeon, the words she said and the look on her face when she said those words, everything that happened there, the nightmarish existence, was destined to go on in an endless loop.

What he hated most in his life was that he couldn't kill Mocang Wuji with his own hands.

Looking up at the skylight, watching the snow falling, sighing and sighing, this snow does not understand the hatred of the world, does not understand the joys and sorrows of the world, no matter when, just care about flying freely......

In the midst of this endless darkness, two prisons share a high wall.

At this moment, on the other side of the wall, the same mood is interpreted.

She woke up in pain and opened her eyes, but her body lay there motionless like a corpse, and she should have reached the underworld!

Before I was alive, I often heard the old man say that this underworld is the most terrifying, where there is a thousand years of frost and cold, where there is the fiercest fire in Qiankun, and there are terrible ghosts who have lived for hundreds of years......

At that time, every time she heard people talk about this, she would be creepy. But when I really got to the underworld, I wasn't so afraid!

These things, she thought, were too ordinary for her.

After tasting the most painful suffering in the world, what will you be afraid of when you get to the underworld?

She has to get up quickly, go and walk the Nai He Bridge, and tell Meng Po about the injustice and hatred of her previous life in front of her, and teach that Meng Po to listen to her heart soften, and she can escape the bowl of Meng Po soup that will make people forget all of it. To read

There are some people, some things, she can't forget, she must not.

"Isn't she a singer who sings the voice of the dead country on the Yuhua Stage?"

"What a traitor!"

"Phew! It's really bad luck to be locked up opposite that traitorous slave! Disgusting! ”

Her head throbbed......

How? When you come to this underworld, do you know her?

That's it! Just rush to the Nanai Bridge......

"Dare to die slaves! Imprisoned in a dead slave prison and still want to escape? I think you'd like to die soon—"

As soon as her drowsy head rushed to the door of the cell, the sky spun around, and her whole body fell down with a bang, not in the slightest of her control, and the uncontrollable fear forced her to her throat, and she almost cried out.

Immediately after, a merciless long whip fell on her body, causing her to turn to one side in pain, teaching her to appreciate the taste of open skin and flesh!

This long whip completely woke her up!

"Arrest traitorous slaves and severely punish traitors! Arrest traitorous slaves and severely punish traitors......"

In order to protect the last pure land of her beloved, she got up from the snow and plunged headlong to the end of the snowstorm.

The hatred of the destruction of the country and the shame of destroying the country are generally planted in the heart, and when the comeback comes, it is destined to grow wildly.

Those werewolves are not spared, how can she escape once she has captured all the rumors?

"Master Jun fought well! A cheap slave like this deserves a few more lashes! ”

An old prisoner pulled at the bar, and his voice was loud.

The Leesan soldier who collected the whip flashed with a warning look, "Shut up!" Be honest with me! ”

The old prisoner obediently shut up in an instant, but his mind turned, no, "Master Jun!" Hey, military master! I was wronged, you were wrong! Mistaken! I'm not a wind man! It's really not a wind man! Come and see my face—"

The soldier wandered slowly to the prison on the other side and glanced at the grimace, "It's either a wind man or a traitor!" Can't be wrong! ”

"Oops! I'm not not! How could I be a traitor! It's they who misunderstood! The old prisoner was in a hurry, and hurriedly ripped open his collar, revealing a large part of his chest, and on his white skin, dark black lines outlined a wolf's head, "I imitated the wind man a few days ago, and it was-"

"This is treason! If you commit treason, you will die! ”

The old prisoner sat down on the ground in shock, buried his head and tore his clothes, and frantically wiped the terrible black stain until it bleed, but could not wipe it off. His eyes trembled, "Master Jun-Master Jun-"

"Give me back the Qiang flute—"

The mournful voice burst forth, and the old prisoner's neck spasmed, and he could no longer speak, but looked blankly at the other side.

"I think this Qiang flute is worth a lot of money, why don't you give it to me, I will allow you to suffer less flesh and skin before you go to the guillotine tomorrow, and when you go to the underworld, you can be a happy ghost, how about it?"

Another soldier tucked his knife and looked at the Qiang flute in his hand, as if he had found a treasure, and his eyes shone in the darkness.

She spat away a bloodshot from her heart, and her eyes were full of stubbornness without fear of jackals, and she looked straight at the soldier in front of her, "You dream!" ”

He squatted there with his short body, and through the boxy ventilation barrier under the wall, he could see the scenes behind the wall clearly!

His five fingers were blocked in his mouth, and he almost bit blood, and he couldn't believe that what he saw was real!

There were a lot of tears rolling in his eyes, but he didn't dare to fall, looking at the depressed and weak back, he could imagine what kind of face it would be at this moment!

"Dare to be hard when you die! Today, this Qiang Di master is going to be! How dare you! The Qiang flute was thrown out of thin air by the soldier, and finally fell into his hands, looking like a bully.

Another soldier walked leisurely over and couldn't help but smile at him.

Her eyes were forced to be blood-red, and the bottom of her eyes seemed to be soaked in tears no longer , but visible bloodshots, "Give me back the Qiang flute!" Give me back the Qiang flute! Give me back the Qiang flute! ”

The back was raised high, and a heavy black shadow was reflected on the wall, and three roars came out one after another, resounding through the prison for a while!

Listening to the heartbeat, the heads of the prisons everywhere poked out one after another......

And he no longer had the courage to look at it, at this moment, like a dead man, half paralyzed on the ground, his back seemed to be attached to an iceberg, and a mouth full of blood continued to flow out of his fingers, like a red poisonous snake gradually crawling all over his arm!

Countless times I wanted to break out of the iron prison to knock down those who oppressed her one by one, countless times I wanted to shout her name in this boundless darkness, telling her that he was by her side, always by her side!

But he couldn't! It really can't be ......

I'm sorry......

He and her are separated by an iceberg, close at hand, and have become the end of the world.