Unfortunately, nightmares often strike her, making her unable to resist them, and even more so lingering.

The dream was so terrifying, so weird, the sword that swept the ice and fire, the face that distorted with hatred, the eyes that were full of blood, always appeared in front of me.

That's "Flying Dragons in the Sky"!

The destruction of ice and fire, the lore of life and death, completely deprived her of her love for him, and completely destroyed her obsession with him.

The cruel reality is in front of you, and emotions always stand aside.

A life of coldness, a lifetime of burns, never forget.

After suffering for seven days and seven nights, in a nightmare, I suddenly heard human voices, and it was sonorous and powerful, but it was the Bashu dialect: "Ming Xia, carry her to the prison first, wait until she wakes up, and then come to interrogate." ”

When she was a child, she followed Ah Long to support the post-disaster reconstruction of Wenchuan, and when she was a teenager, she assisted Ah Long in the "Chengdu-Chongqing Urban Cluster Coordinated Development Plan", and she still remembers the Shu language vividly. Unexpectedly, 800 years ago, the local pronunciation of Shu did not change much.

Ming Xia's cold voice rang in his ears: "It's just Wen Qiang's casual order, why should Brother Ling Chun be so serious?" ”

Ling Chun shook his head again and again: "Wen Qiang's words, although they are not credible, but in the current extraordinary period, the war is imminent, it is better to believe it than not to believe it." ”

Ming Xia disagreed: "If she is really a spy, how can she come to this prison?" In my opinion, he has long been respected by Wen Qiang as a guest and served by the pillow. ”

Ling Chun was noncommittal: "Although Brother Xia's words are not good, they are reasonable. ”

Ming Xia said again: "I just wonder, how can such a beauty be frozen into a zombie?" It's a pity that the flowers look like the moon. I have even more doubts, Wen Qiang has always pitied the fragrance and cherished the jade, such a stunner, actually regarded as nothing, what is the reason? ”

Ling Chun sighed: "It must be because she is too cold, so she stays away." ”

Ming Xia sneered: "That's true, such a zombie, no matter how good-looking it is, it's a pity that it's too cold, this can be a companion for Lord Yama." ”

Ling Chun shook his head again and again: "Ming Xia, don't be so mean." She was just a child, and it was pitiful that she had suffered such a great calamity. What's more, this is a death row, and if you are trapped here, your life will be like child's play, and you can only die unjustly. ”

Ming Xia was indignant: "Yes! Don't talk about it far away, just talk about Yin Shuai, the veteran of the Three Dynasties, isn't it dead? ”

Ling Chun's voice choked: "Such a hero, he can't die blindly, it's really a sigh." ”

Ming Xia was even more angry: "What makes me feel even more is the two of us." You said that this little girl of Wu Kingdom is cold and already dead, so why bother to carry it around? In my opinion, let a random servant be thrown into a mass grave. In this way, she is also clean, and we will also stop. ”

Ling Chun is still worried: "Fortunately, she became a zombie, otherwise, a female prisoner, living here, I don't know how much trouble she will suffer." ”

Ming Xia sneered: "You are too imaginative, no matter how good-looking zombies are, who is interested in her?" ”

The voice is hazy and drifts into the ear, but the meaning is indistinguishable. The cold is clear, penetrating to the bone marrow, and it makes people addicted again.

I don't know how long it took, I woke up again, my upper and lower eyelids interacted, and I did countless hard struggles, but I still couldn't separate as I wanted.

Only by stretching out your little hand, groping and groping, and exploring the truth and reality. Underneath the body are things that are neither soft nor hard, within reach, and they hurt to pierce. finally realized: "Why, the straw laid under me is actually cold, damp, and foul-smelling." ”

She leaned forward and struggled to touch again. Why, cold and hard, uneven, actually a wall.

When I finally opened my eyes, I felt that it was better to continue to be unconscious: it was dark in front of me, and my body was pitch black.

What is this place? Is it a dream or an illusion?

In her dreams, she saw a glimmer of light shining in from above the wall. It turned out to be a small iron window.

In the cold and bleak, she looked at the iron window, and suddenly shivered a few times: "Here, it is clearly a death row prison!" ”

Her first reaction was to jump up and shout. Why, the cold and hot poison in the body, the limbs are cold, the five are hot, the blood is blocked, the whole body is weak, and there is no sound.

Only in pain suffering, only in pain recall.

Memories are like ice water, bit by bit, eroding her. What appeared in front of her eyes was another sword of ice and fire, a distorted face, and a pair of sharp eyes, which only made her feel pain.

tried his best to distract and recalled the past: "Yes, I was injured by the "Flying Dragon in the Sky" in Pucheng, and I almost wanted to die in the dance workshop, but I relied on Qishan, Engong, and Zixiao to save each other and save each other, so I escaped from death. It's just, what about Qishan? What about Eun Gong? What about Ziyao? Where are they? Are you all right? ”

In a trance, I remembered Ah Long who rescued me, and in an instant, a pair of smiling black faces appeared in front of me. A warmth surged from the bottom of my heart: "Although I only see you in my dreams, for me, it is the greatest comfort." ”

That's right, Ah Long in the dream hugged himself, straddled the war horse, and returned to Nanyu.

However, the reality was so cold that she instantly sobered up and realized self-denial: "No, that's not my Aaron!" It's not Nanyu here! That's "Flying Dragons in the Sky"! This is death row! ”

Although she really didn't want to have a relationship with the "Flying Dragon in the Sky" and the ferocious, she couldn't deny the true memory: "When I was seriously injured, there was a moment when my consciousness returned to my heart, and Qishan had a miserable white face and entrusted me to one person, who was-"Flying Dragon in the Sky". ”

Thinking of "Flying Dragon in the Sky", Deng Shi thought of the deadly sword, and even remembered the face of the god of death, infinite fear, wanton spread.

She shook her head and let out a silent sigh: "It's a pity that the heroes of Qishan are world-famous, but they can't expect things to be like gods: this is his promise—treachery." This is the end of my life—death in prison. ”

I just wanted to forget everything about him, and subconsciously reached out and touched my chest: "What, the slingshot is not here?" Touched and touched, and was even more shocked: "The jade wrench is nowhere to be seen!" The jade flute is nowhere to be seen! ”

When he ascended, the thousand-year-old ice peak, the dark shadow, the fierce wind, the eyes of hell, and the beak of death came into view.

She struggled and trembled and recalled: "The Flying Dragon in the Sky not only imprisoned me, but also abandoned me in the ice and snow. ”

She felt a sharp pain in her heart, and shook her head helplessly: "Why should I bother myself? I knew that he was a hero, standing up to the sky. His promise to Qishan is not to save me, but for the Shu Kingdom, only for the Shu Jun, and only for the Jade Flute. ”

Restore memory, remorse: "It is difficult to draw dragons and tigers, and it is difficult to draw bones, and you don't know your heart." It was not my accident to meet "Puxia Porridge Fang", but his deliberate thinking, only for the jade flute, only because of the desire for power. ”

After thinking about it again, he was still puzzled: "Since he got the jade flute as he wished, why didn't he let me go?" Do you want to put me to death? ”

After thinking about it, he suddenly realized: "Yes, Wu Shu is incompatible, he must have misunderstood my relationship with the Nine Kings and decided that I was a spy of the Wu Kingdom." These are all secondary, since he has won the world's treasure, he naturally doesn't want others to know, and he wants to kill me and never suffer in the future. ”

She finally cleared her thoughts, lying on the straw, extremely cold, the more she thought about it, the more she was terrified, the more she thought about it, the more painful it hurt to the bone marrow, and the more she thought about it, the more cold she shivered. The pain was so great that he fell into a coma again.

I don't know how long it took, I woke up again, struggled to move my cold body, groped and crawled, until I crawled under the small window. Tilting his head back and staring silently, at the window that brought a glimmer of light.

It was just the right size, and if there were no iron railings, it would have passed through her shoulders. If she is not seriously injured, she may be able to give her a glimmer of hope for life.

I can't take my eyes off it, staring at the small window, for a long time, what a precious freedom!

For the sake of Aaron, for the sake of himself, he must not sit still! Gotta get out alive!

With a strong desire to survive, she finally accumulated some strength. She leaned against the wall and slowly stood up. I felt that my feet were extremely cold, and then I realized that I was still barefoot. I felt that my feet hurt so much, and it turned out that I had countless frostbites.

She still gritted her teeth and stood firm, but she was hungry and cold, and she was weak, and the higher she rose, the more dizzy she became. I didn't care about much, I stretched out my hand and struggled to reach it, and when I saw it, I felt that Venus was flashing wildly, and the sky was spinning.

I couldn't stand anymore and fell down. Fearing that he would fall too hard, he hurriedly stretched out his hands and leaned towards the wall, but his feet were bound by the wide long coat and he completely lost his center of gravity.