There should be someone pushing under the bamboo raft, and the woman does not need to hold the bamboo raft, so the bamboo raft can move forward smoothly, and when it reaches the middle of the lake, the bamboo raft stops.

The woman played the flute and began to dance slowly.

This is a dance that Shen Bai has never seen before, the woman's body is extremely flexible, as if there are no bones in the whole body, and the limbs are soft, and she can change into other forms at will, like a snake demon who has just cultivated into a fine in a strange talk magazine.

Shen Bai subconsciously felt that the dance and flute sound were a little weird, but he couldn't take his eyes off the woman.

This woman is so beautiful.

Shen Bai sighed secretly, obviously she was also a daughter, and when she saw the woman's dance, her chest was still uncontrollably swollen and hot, and she palpitated for the woman.

For a moment, Shen Bai even felt that he was in love with the woman in front of him, and he could spare his life for this woman.

As she was thinking so, another tune came to her ears, and I don't know what instrument it was blown from, melodious and tactful, but with a faint sadness when she listened carefully.

The two melodies are intertwined, although the melodies are different, but they are strangely harmonious, Shen Bai unconsciously indulges in them, and his body is also a little unreal feeling of falling into the clouds, and the gangsters want to fall asleep.

Shen Bai supported his chin with his hand, looked at the woman with a blurred look, the corners of his lips rose unconsciously, and he looked obsessed, seeing that his eyelids were gradually too heavy to lift. Suddenly there were heart-rending cries and the sound of swords clashing.

It's a requiem!

Shen Bai woke up suddenly, and heard another tune being a requiem played by someone with leaves.

Shen Bai remembered this song very well, and she had heard it when she was in Donghengguo, so it stands to reason that she shouldn't have heard it for so long.

Shen Bai pinched her eyebrows, feeling that her reaction was a little sluggish, she looked back to see who was playing the requiem, but her body was too tired to obey.

What the hell is going on?

Shen Bai felt uneasy in his heart, and he caught a glimpse that the bamboo raft had come to the bottom of the pavilion, a piece of red silk was wrapped around the railing of the pavilion, and the woman in red turned into the pavilion with the power of red silk.

The woman's tender white skin can be seen more clearly, she is really white, crystal clear, like a fine mutton fat jade, the skin is unusually moist, not to mention, it seems that even the hair has not grown.

Shen Bai was a little envious, the woman walked over step by step with the cui flute, no one stopped her and no one was surprised, as if she should appear here.

The sound of the flute has stopped, but the sound of the requiem in my ears has not stopped.

Shen Bai's attention was distracted by the requiem, still wanting to see who the person was, the woman had already walked to her side, Shen Bai's eyes rolled, and he lowered his eyes to see the woman's fair and small feet.

She has a string of bells tied to her ankles, and in the middle of the bells are full and beautiful red beans, which are gorgeous red, and the jade feet are more and more beautiful.

Shen Bai couldn't help but swallow her saliva, the woman looked at her as nothing, reached out and touched Wei Ruzhao's shoulder next to her, leaned into his ear and laughed softly: "Fake monk, we meet again." “

The voice was so soft that even Shen Bai felt crispy when he heard it.

Oh. It turned out that she was the flower thief who underestimated her uncle at the post station that day.

Now the case is solved.

Shen Bai wanted to grab the woman and take off her veil to see what she looked like, but a strong cold wind suddenly hit behind her, and the next moment, as soon as her waist tightened, Shen Bai was taken out of the pavilion, and the woman threw the red silk and wanted to pull her back, but she was still a step too slow.

Out of the pavilion, the fatigue on his body dissipated a lot, Shen Bai could barely move his head, tilted his head, and saw the familiar black cloak, under the cloak, there was still that sad and happy face.

"It's you again!"

The woman in red scolded angrily and flew out of the pavilion, and Shen Bai was shocked to realize that she was being held and suspended in the air.

What kind of mysterious light skill is this, which can be suspended in the air for so long?

Shen Bai was stunned, and then looked inside the pavilion. Suddenly gasped.

Everyone in the pavilion was still sitting and eating, and Zhou Jue even got up and toasted Dongfang Qing with a glass of wine.

There is indeed a bamboo raft in the lake, and there is indeed a woman in red on the bamboo raft, but the woman is obediently playing the flute.

After looking at it again, Shen Bai found that he was still sitting next to Wei Ruzhao, eating with vegetables as usual.

Everything she saw now was something that no one had noticed.

What's going on? Is her soul gone?

Shen Bai couldn't understand what was happening in front of her, the woman in red had already thrown the red silk at her, she subconsciously shrank her neck, the hand around her waist tightened a little, and then with a wave of her left hand, dozens of leaves flew towards the woman.

The leaves seemed ordinary, but immediately after encountering the red silk, it was like a sharp blade, and the red silk was effortlessly crushed.

The rest of the leaves attacked the woman, who raised her hand and turned the leaves into ashes, flipping her wrist. The emerald flute appeared in her hand out of thin air, and she brought it to her lips to play a completely different melody from Fang Cai.

The melody was very urgent, all sharp trebles, like a horn urging the soldiers on the battlefield to hurry up and kill the enemy, the flute sound entered his ears, Shen Bai immediately felt a suffocation and pain in his chest, and subconsciously covered his ears, but the woman's crazy laughter sounded in his mind.

"You're a damn person, you shouldn't be here, give up, he can't protect you, and you won't want him to protect you!"

"Who is he?"

Shen Bai asked in his heart, the woman's laughter stopped abruptly, and after a long time, she said in a sad and mocking voice: "He is the person who loves you the most in this world." “

The woman's tone became melancholy and hoarse, as if she was answering Shen Bai's question. It was like talking to herself.

Shen Bai still wanted to ask something, but suddenly felt a strong suction, and before he could make a sound, his soul fell into a huge whirlpool, and he didn't know how long it took, and his vision finally returned to clarity.

The night turned into day, the weather was very good, the sky above his head was blue, only a few white clouds were floating in the far sky, and the bright sunlight was shining on his body, after a while, Shen Bai felt a little burning pain in his skin, his senses slowly recovered, and there was a noisy and noisy sound in his ears.

Looking left and right, Shen Bai found himself standing on the street where people came and went, the surrounding houses were not high, and they were all bungalows, these buildings were very distinctive, Shen Bai recognized this as Donghengguo at a glance.

Looking down, she found that she was wearing Dong Hengguo's clothes, revealing her arms and waist, as well as her thin white legs.

Shen Bai didn't panic, he pinched his hand hard, and his arm immediately turned red, but it didn't hurt.

Is it a dream? Or is it a fantasy?

Shen Bai was a little confused, he was tapped on the shoulder, and when he turned around, a girl stood in front of him, looked at herself with a smile and said, "Sister Chunying, what are you doing in a daze, let's go." “

Chunying?

Shen Bai was confused, and remembered after a while. This is the name of the girl in the city of twilight who said she would marry her.

The girl was warm and lovely, and her smile was as bright as the sun.

So she is now in the twilight and has entered Chunying's body?

Shen Bai didn't know what to do, nodded and walked forward with the girl.

After walking for a while, Shen Bai remembered the general structure of the Dusk Ritual City, they were now walking in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion, and Shen Bai also heard a dull bell.

As soon as they entered the twilight worship city, Shen Bai and Chunying said a few words, and at that time, such a bell rang in the city.

The girl did not take Shen Bai to the City Lord's Mansion, but went to a clearing not far from the City Lord's Mansion, and in the center of the clearing there was a big tree that needed to be hugged by three people, and under the tree sat an old woman with gray hair.

I didn't think there was anything before, but at this time, Shen Bai was shocked to find that this tree and this old woman were exactly the same as the ones she had seen in that town in Nanxiang Kingdom before.

When Shen Bai and the girl arrived, there were already a lot of people gathered under the tree, and as far as the eye could see, they were all women.

From the gray-haired old woman to the toddler, they all gathered under the tree.

When the bell stopped, everyone knelt down towards the old woman and shouted in unison, "Please be instructed by the gods." “

Although Shen Bai's soul was in Chunying's body, her body was not under her control, and Shen Bai also knelt down and shouted.

The old woman's gaze swept over the people present one by one, and then she said in a deep voice: "There will be a sandstorm in three days, go back and prepare for yourself, don't disobey the will of the gods, otherwise everyone will suffer at that time." “

Shen Bai didn't know what it meant, but the people kneeling on the ground obediently obeyed, and then dispersed.

The girl was still with Chunying, the two walked out of a distance side by side, the girl raised her head, looked at Shen Bai curiously and asked, "Sister Chunying, I heard that you just fell in love with Lang Jun at the city gate, is Lang Jun good-looking?" “

The girl should be Zhao Che and Shen Bai who asked.

Shen Bai felt that Chunying's face was a little hot, and replied shyly: "He is very good-looking, the gentleman who rides a horse is extraordinary, his eyebrows and eyes are cold, and his skin is handsome, and he can't find a second one in the whole twilight, but the little guy who serves him next to him is more pleasing." “

The girl blinked her eyes and asked, "Who does Sister Chunying like?" “

The daughter's family likes to discuss this kind of topic, but Chunying was not so bold at this time, and said angrily: "I won't tell you!" "After saying that, he ran away.

As soon as the picture turned, Shen Bai saw himself from Chunying's perspective.

She remembered that at that time, she heard that there was a horse plague in the city of twilight, and wanted to ask about the situation, but she happened to meet Chunying. So he talked to her, trying to set it up.

She gave Chunying a sachet, and Chunying took off the bracelet from her hand and gave it to her.

When exchanging tokens, Shen Bai only felt that Chunying was cute, but at this time, in Chunying's body, she could really feel Chunying's heartbeat and joy.

Chunying probably likes her.

Although they had only met twice, they had only spoken a few words, and they didn't know each other's personalities at all, but she gave Chunying a token on the back of the man, and Chunying was very happy.

The beauty has passed away, and at this time, when she feels those joyful hearts, Shen Bai only feels sad.

Chunying and her went back to their home after they were separated.

Chunying lived alone, and when she returned home, she first collected her clothes, then cooked by herself, boiled water and bathed.

After doing everything, Chunying lay down on the bed, took out the sachet she received during the day and kept looking at it and rubbing it.

When it was almost time, Chunying put down the sachet and took a pure black bowl from the kitchen and walked into the courtyard, she knelt down in the direction of the city gate, put the bowl on the ground, and then took out a dagger and slashed between her index finger, dripping the blood into the bowl, and whispered: "Faith girl Chunying, please instruct the gods." “

Chunying's expression was calm, her eyes kept staring at the drop of blood in the bowl, Shen Bai felt that she was a little nervous, her body had been tense, Shen Bai looked at the drop of blood at the bottom of the bowl through her eyes, and she didn't see any change for a long time.

Chunying secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to get up, but her pupils suddenly contracted, and the blood at the bottom of the bowl condensed, and then slowly took off.

Shen Bai felt the trembling fear in Chunying's bones, she wanted to scream, but the scream was stuck in her throat and couldn't come out, the drop of blood floated in the air for a while, returned to her fingertips, and melted into the wound, and soon, the wound disappeared, and the fingertips returned to their luster and whiteness.

Chunying's back was full of cold sweat, she knelt on the ground helplessly, as if someone had taken all her strength, and murmured unconsciously: "How could it be me?" “

Shen Bai didn't know what Chunying was talking about, she only knew that she was very scared, and everything that had just happened was unbelievable to Shen Bai. But at this time, Chunying had no one else in the house, and if she wanted to ask for help, she could still go to the inn to find herself.

Of course, Shen Bai knew that Chunying didn't come to him, and it was precisely because he knew what happened later that Shen Bai felt even more heartache at this time.

Chunying sat on the floor for a long time, then got up and went back to her room.

Chunying boiled water and took a bath again, and then she changed into a red dress, which was exactly the same as the one worn by the woman who appeared on the bamboo raft tonight.

Not only did she change her clothes, but Chunying also painted herself a makeup very carefully, drawing her eyebrows and lips, and she did every step very exquisitely, as if she was not the chosen sacrifice, but the bride who was about to get married.

The wind was blowing outside, and the windows were crackling with the wind, and the wind was very loud, like ten thousand ghosts weeping and wailing.

Shen Bai knew. The sandstorm is coming, and after dawn, there will be sacrifices in the city.

After painting the makeup, Chun Ying'an sat quietly in front of the dressing mirror, and by the dim candle flame, she looked at her eyebrows and eyes little by little.

Her eyes were still bright, but they had lost their brilliance and were only dull and dead.

She knew that she was about to die, like a flower that was about to bloom, and was about to wither before it could bloom.

But after a moment of fear, she became joyless, joyless, resentful, and avoided.

Shen Bai didn't know why Chunying could face death so calmly, if this matter fell on her, she would definitely try her best to resist and struggle, and seek the truth.

Why can someone pretend to be a god and decide the life and death of others?

Shen Bai was a little angry, but his body was not under her control. Everything has happened, and she is powerless to reverse it.

Chunying sat in front of the bronze mirror until dawn, when the bell rang outside, and then someone began to chant.

It was a requiem in the Zhaoling army, and at dusk, they called it a chant.

Hearing this voice, Chun Ying got up and walked outside, and when she reached the door, she turned back again, held the sachet that Shen Bai gave her in her hand, and then strode out.

The sandstorm was menacing, and the wind outside was very strong, enveloping the yellow sand in the sky, blowing so that people could not open their eyes.

Chunying took a straw hat from the courtyard and put it on, and waited at the door for a while when a group of people wearing white cloaks and masks came over.

They were the priests of the city of twilight, and they were also the soldiers who defended the Zhaoling Tomb. Zhaoling was ashamed of them.

Seeing them after knowing the cause and effect, Shen Bai's mood was very complicated, this group of people was hateful but pitiful.

Their relatives were first humiliated and killed in the twilight ceremony, so they became what they are now, but Chunying is right, and so are the innocent people in the twilight city.

When the priests walked past the door, Chun Ying followed them.

Walking to the direction of the corner, Chunying knelt down and began to bow.

Nine steps and one kowtow, every kowtow must be forced, and the kowtow will be done until it makes a muffled sound.

The priests walked fast, and Chunying was left far behind, and only the hymns they chanted could be heard, like the mercy of the gods, but also like the mockery of the demons.

The sun was shrouded in dark clouds, and the wind and dust were getting heavier and heavier. The sandstorm raged outside the city, the wind whimpered, and everyone in the city was awake, but no one came out, and they all hid in their houses and waited quietly for the sacrifice to end.

It's ridiculous and pathetic.

Chunying's head quickly shattered, and every once in a while, the red blood would leave a clear mark on the ground.

Shen Bai couldn't feel the pain of Chunying, but he inexplicably felt that this city was like a cursed dark place, where the people were controlled by the so-called gods, and they were accustomed to this kind of sacrifice that deprived people of life for no reason, and they also lost respect for life.

They can be indifferent to the sacrifices chosen by the "gods", and they can also be controlled by the "gods" for their fate, even if one day they themselves are selected as sacrifices.

The city of twilight is still very large, nine steps and one kowtow, Chunying knocked from morning until night before finally came to the bottom of the big tree yesterday.

The flesh and blood on her knees and forehead had long been broken, and the white bones were faintly visible.

The tree is still the same as yesterday. But standing under the tree was not the old woman from yesterday, but a man in a white cloak.

There were no lights around, it was pitch black, but there was a cluster of blue flames floating in the air, and the man's expression could not be seen clearly.

She hadn't eaten for a day, and Chun Ying was hungry, so she took two deep breaths, grabbed the sachet in her hand, and knelt down in front of the man in the white cloak.

The man was so tall that Chun Ying didn't dare to look up at him, just in time to see that he was holding a shiny cold dagger in his hand.

Chunying's shoulders shrunk, she was just a weak girl, even if she had accepted that she had been chosen to be a sacrifice, she would still be afraid when she really faced death.

Chunying clenched the sachet, as if the sachet could give her some strength to protect her at this time, the man picked up the dagger and aimed the tip of the knife at Chunying's cheek, Shen Bai felt that Chunying's fear had reached the limit, but he still said clearly: "Believe in Chunying, accept the instructions of the gods." “

As the words fell, the tip of the knife cut through the skin, and warm blood immediately rolled down the chin.

Shen Bai couldn't feel the pain, but he could hear the sound of the tip of the knife cutting through the flesh and cutting through the bones.

The man's hands did not tremble at all, his movements were skilful and neat, as if he had done such a thing a thousand times, and he was as cold as an executioner.

Chunying was still afraid of pain, and after a while, she gasped and moaned lowly, I don't know if she was afraid of disturbing the gods, she tried her best to control her voice.

The tears kept rolling down, seeping into the wound and becoming more and more painful.

Chun Ying couldn't control the trembling all over, and at this time, a cold hand clasped her chin.

That hand was extremely cold, like a dead man, and the cold qi passed through Chunying's body and passed straight to Shen Bai's soul.

Shen Bai followed with a stir, Chunying's head was raised, and through her eyes, Shen Bai saw that the person standing in front of him was dressed in white, holding a dagger, and wearing a ?? Joy and sorrow.

The sad and joyful side is very vivid at this time, half of them are smiling openly and evilly, and the other half is pressing the corners of their lips down, crying blood and tears.

The sad and joyful face covered his face perfectly, covering his face, revealing only a pair of dark and deep, bottomless eyes.

This scene made Shen Bai creepy, and she still remembered when she dreamed at the post station. The man was suffering from burning pain and wanted to send her to the station, as if desperately trying to protect her, but at this time, he had a knife in his hand, like an executioner, to kill a young and innocent girl with a knife.

"Good boy, do you believe that there are gods in this world?"

Someone whispered in Chunying's ear, his lips and tongue were close to his ear, and the breath he exhaled was also cold.

Chunying wanted to nod, but her jaw couldn't move, and the man licked her ears happily, as if tasting some beautiful food, and laughed, sometimes bewitching like a young woman, sometimes as old as an old man with a dead lamp.

The person wearing the sad and joyful face squatted down in front of Chunying, the dagger neatly picked the tulle on her body, and the tip of the knife was aimed at her heart, and the man said in her ear: "Good boy, there is no god in this world, and the person in front of you is not the messenger of the gods, he is a puppet without feelings, understand?" “

Chunying trembled violently, she was born to know that there have been sacrifices in Dongheng Kingdom for thousands of years, and everyone in the city of twilight worship may be chosen by the gods as sacrifices, and the sacrifices will die, but the soul will be protected by the gods and go to the land of bliss.

Chunying didn't know how the sacrifice would be treated, and now the words in this ear made her a little difficult to accept.

How can there be no gods in this world? If it wasn't the will of the gods, why would she give her life?

Chunying's tears flowed more happily, and she turned her head to see who was talking in her ear, and her heart ached. The man in the face of sorrow and joy stabbed the dagger into her heart.

Chunying's eyes widened in astonishment, her whole body spasmed with pain, she couldn't help but grab the white robe of the person in front of her, her eyes were wide open, trying to see the truth, the person was unmoved, her wrist turned, the dagger stirred in her chest, and Shen Bai even heard a sound similar to the sound of water from the flesh and blood.

Tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, Chun Ying couldn't make a sound, and her body fell weakly.

Shen Bai's soul floated out of her body, and her vision suddenly widened, but she didn't see the person who had just spoken, only the person wearing a white robe and a sad and joyful face.

Blood poured out of Chunying's body, soaking the ground in a terrifying crimson, and the man grabbed Chunying's shoulder. Drag her body under that big tree.

He took out a black porcelain bottle from his arms and sprinkled the powder on Chunying's body, the powder was extremely corrosive, Shen Bai watched Chunying turn into a puddle of blood in front of her, and soon penetrated into the land, and finally there was nothing left.

The howling wind gradually stopped, and everything returned to silence and became dead silent.

Shen Bai still remembered that night at the twilight ceremony, she and Zhou Jue searched in the city for a long time, but they never found a place to sacrifice.

It turned out that at that time, this girl named Chunying was killed in this way.

Shen Bai was also a little scared, she was a person who had died once, she wasn't afraid of death, she just felt that the person in front of her who was wearing a sad and joyful face was terrible.

Who is he, and why can he kill people so indifferently?

Xu is Shen Bai's gaze was too hot. The man turned his head to look at her, his eyes collided, and Shen Bai only felt a cold coldness, and nothing else.

The man looked in the direction of Shen Bai for a long time, and then took the lead in looking away and was about to leave, and after walking a few steps, the man stopped, and then raised his feet, there was a tattered, blood-stained sachet on the ground, and the sachet was embroidered with a cute little pig, and Chunying had been holding this sachet in his hand just now.

The man picked up the sachet and put it to the tip of his nose, as if to smell it.

The sad and happy face suddenly let out a sharp wild laugh and a mournful cry, the mask and the face fused together, and they squirmed, the corners of one lip were raised, the eyes were bent, and the corners of the lips were pressed down, and the blood and tears continued.

This scene was extremely weird, Shen Bai only felt sick to his stomach when he watched from the side, he unconsciously raised his hand to cover his lips, and another sad and joyful face appeared, the difference was that the person was wearing a black cloak, just like the person he had just seen in Dongfang Qingfu.

He strode towards Shen Bai, wanting to grab Shen Bai's hand, but Shen Bai instinctively retreated to dodge, his feet were empty, and the whole person fell backwards.

Time and space are distorted, and the surrounding scenery changes again, and it is still dark night. There was no light around them.

Shen Bai had no entity, wandering like a lonely ghost, and I don't know how long it took, the sound of ping-pong chisels sounded in her ears.

The sound came and went, and it hit her head like a hammer, as if it wanted to gouge open her skull to see what was inside.

Following the sound of drifting away, Shen Bai was stunned by the scene in front of him.

In front of her, there was a pile of corpses several meters high, all of them wearing armor, some soldiers from Zhaoling and some from Yuexi.

The fighting was brutal, and the corpses were brutally beaten, with severed arms and legs everywhere.

Even though he couldn't smell it, Shen Bai could also imagine how heavy the smell of blood was in the air.

After the war, both armies would send people to clean the battlefield and bury the corpses uniformly, so as to prevent the corpses from rotting and stinking and spreading any diseases.

There was only one person who disposed of this pile of corpses, that person was dressed in cotton and linen gray clothes, sitting cross-legged in front of the pile with his back to Shen Bai, holding something in his hand, and the chiseling sound that Shen Bai had just heard came from his hand.

Shen Bai had seen battles and corpses, and what shocked her was the person sitting in front of the corpses.

Next to this man, there was a pile of fresh, white skulls, which must have just been taken from the pile of corpses in front of him.

As soon as Chunying was killed, seeing the scene in front of him again, the nausea in Shen Bai's stomach reached its peak, and the sound of chiseling fell into his ears and became more and more eerie.

People are already dead, so why do this to these corpses?

Shen Bai couldn't understand it, but his soul was still attracted by the voice, and slowly floated behind the man.

The soul was almost standing, and when he got behind the man, Shen Bai crossed his shoulder and saw that he was holding a skull in his left hand and an iron cone in his right hand to grind on the skull.

The skull was chiseled out by him, Shen Bai glanced at it, and then his attention was attracted by his bloody hand.

His ten fingers were covered in blood, and his phalanges were almost completely exposed.

During the autumn hunting, Shen Bai climbed out of the cave and wore out his fingers, knowing how painful it was, but this person didn't seem to feel anything at all, only stubbornly, fiddling with the skull in his hand again and again, as if he was completing a very important thing that he couldn't give up.

What kind of obsession can support him to do such a thing?

Shen Bai was puzzled, and was about to float to the front to see this person's face. The person wearing a black cloak and a sad and joyful face reappeared and blocked in front of Shen Bai.

He didn't want Shen Bai to see the man's face.

was visually impacted one after another, and seeing this sad and joyful face again, Shen Bai calmed down a lot, and was not as frightened as he was just now.

She didn't want to conflict with him, so she calmly asked, "We know each other?" “

He didn't speak, walked up to Shen Bai, stretched out his hand to hug Shen Bai, Shen Bai didn't dodge, let him pick himself up, and even cooperated to hug his neck.

Shen Bai leaned his head on his shoulder, and saw the person in front of the corpse pile put the newly polished skull next to him, this time, Shen Bai saw clearly that he had chiseled a Buddha seal on the skull.

I don't know if I want to cross the ghost or become a demon.

Shen Bai's chest was sore and swollen, and he said softly: "I have read a few volumes of Buddhist scriptures, and the scriptures say that everything in the world has cause and effect, I will not meet you several times or three times for no reason, nor will I encounter these things inexplicably, today's things must have a cause from the past." “

The man in the black robe kept walking, not affected in the slightest, Shen Bai continued: "I have lived for two lives, and the number of people I have made friends is countless, but the slap of a good relationship can be counted, in the previous life, Zhou Jue and I went to send the surrender book to death, Old man Shen is an old old-fashioned, and he will never engage in any evil and crooked ways, and there are only two people left who have the deepest relationship with me, one is Gu Hengzhou, the general of Zhen'an." One is Emperor Yongzhao Zhao Che. “

The person sitting in front of the pile of corpses finished chiseling a skull, picked up a new one and continued to do it, Shen Bai sniffed and said: "I am the best knife in Zhao Che's hand, he will definitely be very sad and sad when I die, maybe he will never forget me for the rest of his life, but he will never give up the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in Zhaoling for me." “

Speaking of this, Shen Bai choked up a little, she hugged this person's neck, took two deep breaths, then raised her head, looked at the sad and joyful face, and asked word by word: "So, Brother Gu, is it you?" “

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