It's okay, I'm not without feet, I can walk on my own. I replied, turned around, and flew into the air with a bloody coffin.

Rong Ji grabbed my ankle and pulled me to him, "Ge'er, the blood coffin must not be forced to break in." Qi Yan just forced his way through this formation, and his demonic nature surged. ”

"Do you have a way to get out of Ghost City?" I asked.

Rong Ji nodded incomprehensibly, "Naturally, there is." But you have to apologize to me, or don't expect me to take you out of town. ”

"Why am I wrong? Obviously, you left me in the Linghua Field, and you still have a straight face, scaring me fiercely!" I retorted in a low voice.

Rong Ji strained his immovable iceberg face, and forced his words, "You have no self in your heart!"

I fiddled with the corners of my clothes with some weakness, and I was very worried that I would not be taken out of Ghost City in a fit of anger.

But if I apologize to him in a low voice, if it is spread, then where can I put my face?

After thinking about it, I finally came up with a compromise that would not lose face or be left in Ghost City by him.

"Tolerance, I'll make it difficult for you to look at the bottom of your skirt, you are not allowed to be angry anymore!"

He put his hand on my forehead and muttered, "Scared silly?"

I froze in place, clutching the corners of my clothes in some embarrassment, and began to regret why I had come up with such a ridiculous idea.

"Okay. After a long time, Rong Ji finally came to his senses, stood on his back, and looked at me for a long time.

I met his burning gaze, and my cheeks burned even more.

I really don't understand how Feng Yu can casually lift the hem of his clothes in front of people, I used all my strength, and I didn't have the courage to do such an act in front of Rong Ji, even if I was wearing underwear.

"Stupid, are you afraid that I will leave you in Ghost City?" Rong Ji smiled, "Let's go, I'll take you out of the city." ”

Hearing him say this, I was so relieved that I jumped on Rong Ji's back, "Out of the city, out of the city!"

He tilted his head to look at me in high spirits, and the smile on his lips deepened.

After a short time, he led me through a barren Gobi and gently placed me in a blood-red coffin in the center of the Gobi.

Then he stepped into the bloody coffin and lay down with me. I subconsciously took his hand, and a warmth sprouted in my heart, and there was no fear when I came again.

However, when the coffin board was completely covered, I suddenly felt dizzy and fainted in Rong Ji's arms.

When I saw the light of day again, I felt that my whole body was sore, as if I had been weighed down by a wheel, and I did not dare to move.

Damn! Rong Ji must have done something to me after I fainted!

I raised my arm and glanced at it lightly, and sure enough, there were red marks all over the place, and there were a few bruises!

"Are you a dog, it's fun to gnaw me?" I glanced at Rong Ji, who was lying on his side, and wanted to kick him twice.

He got up slowly, three thousand green silks hanging behind him, his face was cold, his beautiful eyes flowed, but there was not the slightest lust.

I swallowed my saliva and wondered, would such a fairy-like person really attack me?

Rong Ji'er got off the bed, the green silk on his forehead slipped, his robe was loose, and his wide sleeves were flying, "Can't afford it?" ”

I looked depressedly at the red marks all over my body, and hesitated to get up, until Qingshuang urged outside the door two or three times, and then I stiffened my head, wrapped myself tightly, and rushed out of the dormitory.

Smack-

I was about to step out of the threshold, but I accidentally fell on my back.

Hiss –

I wasn't hurt, so how could I even have such a hard time walking?

Rong Ji strode over and scooped me up from behind, "After so many years, my physique is still so weak!"

"The cold incense pill we took is not a fake medicine?" I asked tentatively, looking at Rong Ji in confusion.

"It's not. Rong Ji quickly answered, and a shallow pear vortex loomed on his cheeks.

"It's better not, if I find out the clue, I'll hang you at the gate of the city and expose you to the sun!" I said, breaking free of his support, leaning my body on Qingshuang's body, and reluctantly walking up to the court with the help of my strength.

Qingshuang looked at the red marks on my fingers with a smile, and quipped, "Gong E said that there was a woman in a dormitory yesterday who cried all night, and I thought that the king had robbed Mei Jiao'e from where!"

The woman was crying all night!

I was very weak-minded, and I thought about the dream that I had entered into the morning to find out.

Qingshuang then asked, "Wang, can your body still eat?"

"Eat and eat! Last night's cry was not the king's, it was the king's!" I threw the pot on the king of the east, "That's right, that's it! He wept secretly because the king ignored him, and cried all night, and his voice was dumb, just like the girls!"

"Yes, the king said. ”

Qingshuang and Qingyu responded one after another, and the expressions that seemed to be smiling but not smiling clearly did not believe what I said.

As soon as I entered the court, I saw Zhirou dressed in sackcloth, kneeling under the main hall.

I lightly swept the blood book in front of her, and I always felt that she was ridiculous.

Although she and Hu Yan are sisters, they don't have much friendship. Now that she is dead, she has made such a affectionate appearance, and threatened me with a blood book, so that I can give it justice, which is ridiculous!

I sat down on a high seat, and then I ordered someone to take the blood book in front of Zhirou.

Zhirou grabbed the ground with her head, and her voice was extremely sad, "My sister was wronged to death, it is not miserable, please ask Wang to administer justice for my sister." ”

I turned a deaf ear, slowly took the blood book from Qingshuang's hand, and sighed in a low voice, "The general is so extravagant!"

Lanling was reluctant to let Zhirou kneel alone in His Royal Highness to be harshly criticized, and when he heard me lead the topic to him, he was displeased, and replied loudly, "I Lanling has a clean breeze on my sleeves and loves the people like a son, why does the king judge and slander me for luxury?"

"Your concubine in the house replaces ink with chicken blood, this paper blood book should be to slaughter three or two chickens! You say, this is not a luxury, what is it?" I threw the eight-foot-long blood book back in front of Lan Ling, and the corners of my mouth were slightly hooked, showing a sarcastic look.

Lan Ling frowned, glanced at Zhirou, who was kneeling on the ground without a hair, still maintaining it in every possible way.

"Wang, Miss Huyan was kind to Beili before her death, but she was poisoned and died unjustly in the deep palace. If the king does not give a reasonable explanation, it may be difficult to block the mouth of the people of Beili. ”

I tapped the armrest of the dragon chair with one finger and looked at Huangfu Xuan, "Da Sima, how do you say this matter should be handled?"

Huang Fuxuan put his hands in his sleeves and painted quietly, as if he didn't expect me to call him suddenly, his sleeves flicked, and dozens of picture scrolls fell to the ground one after another, on the glazed floor tiles in the hall, lined up in turn.

Seeing this, he simply didn't pick up the scroll, his sleeve was lightly pulled, and he pointed to the scroll and said, "The truth has been clearly drawn in my scroll." The girl who smoked was depressed because she couldn't be a queen, swallowed gold and jumped into the well and died, it's as simple as that. ”

"No way! My sister is strong-hearted and strong-willed, and she will never kill herself. Zhirou wiped away the non-existent tears on her face and said indignantly.

Huangfu Xuan shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "I have almost one copy of this picture scroll in the capital. This has become a fact recognized by the people of Beili. ”

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Today's Question:

What is Gu Zhirou's blood book written in?