"Come on, tie up Fu Da and throw it into the moat to feed the fish." Ao Che put his hands behind his back and commanded the dead soldiers hidden in the shadows with compassion.

"Yes."

In a daze, four burly dead men appeared in the void.

They held iron chains, and with three or two strokes, they tied up Fu Yeshen, who was dying.

Fu Yeshen's heart was cold, and his eyes staring at the bank of the moat gradually lost focus.

Many years ago, since the day of the tragic destruction of the Fu Mansion, the idea that supported him to live was revenge.

finally waited for the revenge to be avenged, but he didn't feel half happy, and even because of the difficult estimate, he couldn't find the meaning of living for a while.

Until Feng Wuwu's eyes lit up and told him that the eyes of the pretentious were the last hope for thousands of unjust souls.

He suddenly realized that apart from hatred, his life has infinite possibilities.

Fu Yeshen originally planned to live for himself seriously.

Unexpectedly, as soon as a small corner of his new life was opened, he was forced to take a hurried curtain call.

Fu Ye stared at Ao Che, whose face was like a bloodthirsty Shura, and the unwillingness in his heart turned into full of resentment, and his resentment was monstrous.

Ao Che looked contemptuously at Fu Yeshen, who collapsed to the ground like a dead corpse, and there was a chilling ruthlessness in his voice, "Fu Yeshen, if you want to blame it, you will blame your own life." Anyone, who stands in the way of the general, only needs one end, and that is death. ”

"Jimo is worth your life and risk?"

"Kite, she is no worse than Feng Wuwu. Since you can die bravely for the sake of Feng Wuwu, why can't Ben fight for the sake of the kite? ”

In Ao Che's eyes, Jimo Zhikite is many times better than Feng Wuwu.

She is down-to-earth and generous, full of poetry and books, empathetic, and impeccable in appearance and figure.

A few months ago, he was chased and killed by the remnants of Feng Zhilin and was seriously injured.

At the last moment, it was Jimo Zhikite who came to the rescue.

She dragged him into the tub and sheltered him with her body.

After that, he made up his mind that in this life and this life, he would not marry her.

Not long ago, the Empress Dowager Helian died violently, and she was up and down in the east, waiting to see the joke of Jimo Zhiji.

He was the only one who had seen her curl up in the corners of her hands and fingers night and night, tearing her heart and crying bitterly.

That kind of Jimo stop kite, compared to the calm and reserved her in plain Suli, can make him feel more pity.

After that, Baili Heze also sent someone to assassinate him.

In order to save his life, Jimo Zhikite tearfully agreed to Baili Heze's request, and was willing to commit himself to Baili Heze and be a forbidden body that he would not see for the rest of his life.

Fortunately, Baili Heze was soon snatched away by Feng Wuwu.

This matter, Jimo Zhikite never mentioned to him, it was he who overheard the conversation between her and her personal maid, and learned that Jimo Zhikite had made such a big sacrifice for him.

What touched him the most was that half a month ago, he was accidentally drugged.

When she was in danger, in order to help him, she gave him the precious first time without hesitation.

That night, he could clearly feel the trembling on her body, and he could feel the fear in her heart.

But she accepted him without complaint.

Ao Che closed his eyes heavily, and his mind was full of beautiful pictures of Jimo Zhikite secretly shedding tears.

In his heart, all her scheming, all her means, are just for self-preservation.

As everyone knows, from the very beginning, Jimo Zhikite set up a trap for him, luring him step by step, until he completely captured him.

The pursuit and killing of the remnants of Feng Zhilin was all planned by Jimo Zhiyuan.

Baili Heze's coercion is only her side of the story.

In fact, Baili Heze has a deep habit of cleanliness, and except for Feng Wuwu, he can't accept the approach of other women at all.

Moreover, the dedication of Jimo Zhikite is by no means as pure as Ao Che thought.

For Jimo Zhiji, if the person who possesses her body is not Jun Mo Ran, no matter who it is, she will feel disgusted.

That being the case, she naturally wants to make her body the most effective.

"Ahem—"

Fu Yeshen's chest rose and fell violently, and red blood overflowed uncontrollably from between his fingers.

Ao Che came back to his senses and casually pulled out the harpoon that almost penetrated Fu Yeshen's chest, "Fu Da Gongzuo, rest in peace." ”

Fu Yeshen knew that there was no way to survive, and he was no longer willing to bow down in front of Ao Che.

He exerted his strength and laughed rampantly: "Since ancient times, there has been affection and hatred. I hope that one day, you will not be hurt by the word 'love'. ”

In the east, who doesn't know that the eldest princess Jimo Zhikite has been guarding Jun Mo for many years, and she has been unwilling to marry?

There is only Ao Che, who is a fan of the authorities, and he can't see that Jimo Zhiyi can't tolerate anyone else except Jun Mo Dye in his heart.

Ao Che swore solemnly: "Win the king and defeat the king." When Ben will dominate the four seas and reign over the world, Kite will be the most noble woman in the world. ”

He wasn't completely unaware of Jimo's thoughts about Jun Mozhi.

It's just that he cherishes the Jimo Kite that has paid a lot for him.

In order to make her fall in love with him completely, he changed his quiet temperament and instead fought for what did not belong to him.

Ao Che silently looked away, forcibly erased the last trace of mercy in his heart, and gave a death order to the dead man who was holding Fu Yeshen's hands and legs in a cold voice, "Do it." ”

Bang –

As soon as Ao Che's voice fell, Fu Yeshen, who was seriously injured and had his hands and feet wrapped in chains, was thrown into the moat by the burly dead man.

Because the iron chains that bound Fu Yeshen's hands and feet were very heavy, Fu Yeshen sank to the bottom of the river like a boulder in a moment.

At that time, Feng Wuwu happened to be with Jun Mo Ran, passing by the brightly lit moat.

Tonight is really a big day for Chasing the Wind and Qingluan.

Feng Wuwu wanted to hurry up, but she was pregnant with Liujia, so it was inconvenient for her to get on the horse.

As a last resort, Jun Moran had to take her sword and fly.

Unexpectedly, she was still as afraid of heights as before, and she felt dizzy after not flying a few steps.

"Better?"

Jun Mo ran around Feng Wuwu's slender waist and plummeted to the side of the moat, asking her with concern.

Feng Wuwu clenched his hands to his chest and retched.

After a long while, she straightened her waist and said weakly: "I don't know why, I always feel restless." ”

Jun Moran thought that Feng Wuwu was worried about Qingluan, and his thin lips opened lightly: "Don't worry, chasing the wind will never treat Qingluan badly." ”

"Hmm."

Feng Wuwu stood on the bank of the moat, staring at the sudden waves on the river in a daze, "Didn't someone fall into the water?" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the waves on the moat fell silent at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, Jun Moran replied casually: "Even if someone falls into the water, it will not sink to the bottom of the river so quickly." ”

"That's right."

Feng Wuwu bowed slightly, and her suddenly jumping eyelids made her palpitate for no reason.

Fu Yeshen, who had already sunk to the bottom of the river, seemed to hear Feng Wuwu's voice, and he opened his eyes with all his strength.

Sadly, there was nothing but darkness before him.

He closed his eyes again, quietly waiting for the last moment to come.

On the bank of the moat, Feng Wuwu finally took a breath.

She pointed to the wordless sky lantern that was soaring not far away, and said softly: "Next year's Lantern Festival, I want to take the dog egg to put the sky lantern together." ”

"Little thing, with dog eggs, you don't even want this king?"

Jun Moran was slightly surprised, and asked her dissatisfiedly.

Feng Wuwu said: "The master has made an appointment with Fu Yeshen, and I will accompany him to put the sky lantern on the Lantern Festival next year." ”

"You accompany the dog, and this king accompanies him."

Jun Moran didn't understand why Feng Wuwu cared so much about Fu Yeshen.

However, he didn't push her too hard, and always left her some space appropriately.

Hearing this, Feng Wuwu laughed out loud, and in his mind was a harmonious picture of Jun Moran and Fu Yeshen holding hands and putting sky lanterns together.

At the bottom of the moat, perhaps because of the return to the light, Fu Yeshen actually heard what Feng Wuwu said clearly.

His throat twitched slightly, and hot tears burst out of his eyes.

He didn't want to die.

I was really unwilling to sink to the bottom of the river so aggrieved.

Even if he can never get Feng Wuwu's love, he still wants to witness her glory.

Moreover, he has long regarded Baili Heze as a close relative.

Fu Yeshen really wanted to tell Baili Heze in person that he had never blamed him.

Everyone has their own difficulties, and he understands how hard Baili Heze has been over the years.

It is precisely because I understand that I am extraordinarily tolerant.

Unfortunately, you can't turn back the clock.

He can no longer drink and talk with Baili Heze as he did in the past.

The light and shadow shattered like fireworks, shattering his memories.

Tomorrow and night, no more than the past.

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