After bathing, Xiao Sha put on the red robe for Qing Yao, and then withdrew, and two soldiers came in and carried her back to the original room to wait.

The sky had already darkened, and the candles were lit in the house, the candles were flickering, shining on Qing Yao's anxious look, and the outside was singing and dancing, and drinking in full swing.

Wen Qingyao couldn't sit still, she was worried about Dong Zao, she was worried that she was helpless about everything that was going to happen next, the door of the room was locked, there were soldiers guarding outside, there was no way to escape, it seemed that there was only a desperate fight.

After a while, hearing the sound of unlocking outside the door, Wen Qingyao glanced around, and saw the cup on the stone table, she hurriedly went over to smash the cup, picked up a sharp fragment and hid it in her sleeve, and then pretended to be casual and returned to the bed to sit down.

He stumbled in from Luo pushing open the door, accompanied by a pungent smell of wine.

"Beauty, you have to serve me well tonight, serve me well, I will be rewarded." After Li Luo finished speaking, he rushed over and pressed Wen Qingyao on the bed, tearing her clothes hard, and suddenly her neck was exposed, and she was fascinated by Luo Luo, and tore her clothes even more frantically.

"Why are you in such a hurry, my lord? This newlywed is going to drink the wine first. Wen Qingyao resisted hard, and at the same time wanted to delay for some time to see if she could turn around and turn around.

However, Liluo's strength was too great, she was pressed under her body, and she couldn't move for half a minute.

As if Luo hadn't heard, his eyes were red with anger, he gasped, and kissed Wen Qingyao's neck hard, leaving a scarlet patch where he kissed.

Liluo's lips went all the way up and kissed Wen Qingyao's mouth, but her closed teeth couldn't resist it, so she was pried open by Liluo and drove straight in.

Suddenly, Wen Qingyao's eyes were cold, and she lost her coolness, she thought, even if she died, she couldn't let Li Luo violate her.

Wen Qingyao was completely annoyed and angry, and bit Li Luo's tongue fiercely, and suddenly the smell of blood filled her entire mouth.

Li Luo's eyes changed suddenly, and fiercely pinched her hands on Wen Qingyao's neck, Wen Qingyao had to let go of her teeth because of lack of oxygen, otherwise she would have to bite off Luo's tongue.

Then Wen Qingyao took out the cup fragment from her sleeve again, and stabbed it on Liluo's back with a fast, accurate, and ruthless backhand.

Li Luo let go of his hand painfully, got up and took a few steps back.

"Stinky, you're impatient, aren't you? Look at Lao Tzu, I have to kill you today. The anger in Luo's heart rolled in his chest like a fireball, and then suddenly rushed to the heavenly spirit cover, and his face turned red.

He rushed over and slapped Wen Qingyao hard, Qingyao's eyes were fanned, and a touch of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and then she grabbed her shirt from Luo You, threw her out of the distance, slammed it on the wall, spit out a mouthful of blood, and the red clothes dyed were even redder.

Seeing that the miserable beauty on the ground had lost its brilliance, Li Luo was still angry, and quickly came to Wen Qingyao, squatted down, grabbed Wen Qingyao's hair with his thick palm, and smashed it against the wall, staining the wall with blood one by one.

"Look at your foxy face, I didn't expect it to be a ruthless character, today Lao Tzu came to do the right thing for heaven and ruined such a charming face of yours." As he spoke, he took out a Xuanqing dagger from his waist and slashed it on Wen Qingyao's face.

The huge pain made Wen Qingyao can't help but roar heartbreakingly, blood stained her snow-like skin, and the mournful voice was heard for a long time.

Li'an, who was drinking outside, hurriedly entered the house when he heard the sound, and saw Wen Qingyao lying on the ground, her face was covered with blood, and the injuries on her face looked hideous and terrible.

"Chief, what's going on?" Li'an looked puzzled.

Isn't it a candle in the cave room? How to make both sides lose, so bloody.

"This girl doesn't know whether she is alive or dead and dares to assassinate Lao Tzu, let her have a long memory today." Li Luo's eyes roared fiercely, as if he had not yet relieved his anger.

"What is she going to do with the chief?"

"Throw it into the desert and feed the wolves."

After Luo finished speaking, he turned around and went out to continue drinking, he didn't want to see the face that annoyed him for a moment.

Li'an put Wen Qingyao on horseback, rode it himself, and slowly walked towards the depths of the desert outside the tribe, looking at the dying and lifeless woman in front of him, a sadness rose in his heart, a sadness for the beauty who was about to die.

You must know that such a vulgar person as them has never even seen a beauty. Now it's so close to the beauty, but it's like this.

Blood was left on Wen Qingyao's face, dripping into the desert, and the desert suddenly became deep.

She saw the winter dates on the back of her horse through the piercing blood, she was surrounded by a crowd of people, wanton assault, she cried and roared, but the beasts remained indifferent.

Wen Qingyao wanted to open her mouth to call her, but her mouth was open, but she couldn't make any sound, she just watched the winter dates get farther and farther away from her, more and more, but she couldn't do anything.

Wen Qingyao thought that she should have gone to Feng Zerui earlier to ask for Lan Qing.

If Lan Qing marries Dong Zao, he will definitely protect her, if he marries Dong Zao, Dong Zao will be happy, if she marries Dong Zao, Dong Zao will not have to follow her to suffer in this desert.

Qing Yao was very annoyed, why didn't she tell Lan Qing earlier that Dong Zao liked him for more than ten years, and had been silently looking at her from afar.

Dong Zao's heart must be very painful, she couldn't say a word to Lan Qing until she died, if there is an afterlife, please give her back a Lan Qing.

Wen Qingyao's eyelids became heavier and heavier, she felt that she was about to die, she would die in the vast desert, no one knew, she missed her father, she missed Su Xianyu, she wanted to clear her name, she wanted to Feng Zerui, she wanted to go home, she wanted to go home immediately, go home and tell them, don't lose her again in the future, otherwise she will be very pitiful.

The heavy eyelids couldn't support it, Wen Qingyao closed her eyes sadly, and a line of tears flowed down with the blood on her face, dripping into the yellow sand, which was a dark scorching heat.

Xiqiyang said that she must go to Xiban to see, see the vast desert, see the desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river.

But she thought that Xiban was not beautiful at all, she had shed all her blood and tears here, and her sorrow overflowed as big as a desert, and she thought that she would never come again.

The desert is a little cool at night, the stars in the sky give the desert a little light, and the wind rolls up the yellow sand and dances in the moonlight.

Li'an rode Wen Qingyao to the depths of the desert on horseback and abandoned her in a hollow sand.

Wen Qingyao's red robe swayed in the breeze, the blood on her face was shocking in the moonlight, her long eyelashes covered her blood-red face, as if she was asleep, and the faint moonlight sprinkled on her body, like a dream.

The wolves of the desert are the most ferocious.

In the dark night, a group of wolves, their eyes showed a faint fierce light to surround Yun Qingyao, bared their sharp fangs, and spit out their long blood-red tongues, their hind legs were slightly bent, and their front legs stretched forward, putting on a downward swooping posture, ready to tear the woman in red to pieces at any time.

Suddenly, a strong wind rose, the yellow sand filled the sky, and between the lightning and flint, a long sword flashed with cold light, and the sword qi swept through, and the wolves all fell to the ground.

Dressed in white and walking by the moonlight, he was spotless, he was tall and elegant, and he was fairy-like. The black hair was half-tied with a silver ribbon at will, without a crown or hairpin, and a few strands of hair on the forehead were scattered by the wind, intertwined with the silver ribbon and flying, the breeze stirred the green silk, the handsome face was faintly sad, and the dark gray pupils reflected a touch of red in the desert.

He walked over the corpse of the wolves, walked slowly to her, gently took her into his arms, and brushed the wound on her face with his slender and beautiful fingers, and his eyes reflected heartache.

Wen Qingyao opened her eyes with difficulty, met the pair of dark gray eyes, unconsciously raised her mouth and smiled, and said softly, "You are here." ”

Wen Qingyao didn't know why she wanted to say such a thing to a man she didn't know, but she was full of joy when she saw him.

When she finally closed her eyes, the soft voice of the man who listened to her said:

"I'm sorry I'm late."

"From now on, forget all this."

"I give you a new name, and I give you a new life."

"From now on, I'll always be there."

One dressed in white and the other in red, disappeared into the depths of the desert.