Seeing this blood, I knew that I was being pulled into the terrible nightmare that I had been trying to escape from.

I stood still, not daring to move, because I knew very well that at this moment, there were corpses all under my feet.

"Mmmmmm

In the distance, there was a very strange sound of a horn,

When the horn sounded, my mind buzzed, and my body seemed to become weak.

All around, the blood slowly receded.

I squinted and saw a fiery shadow slowly walking towards the bridge, and before he could get closer, I could see the glittering sword in his hand.

"Stygian Forest!"

It's really the North of the Underworld, just?

I looked around, and under my feet, under my feet, lay one corpse after another, and the direction of Mengzhuang was even more gloomy.

When the Underworld came, the people of Mengzhuang were already dead?

My brain is buzzing, isn't he? Is it really not him?

"Sister? Sister? ”

An anxious call rang in my ears.

"Sister, wake up!"

Xiaowei lowered her voice and called me, and I suddenly opened my eyes and grabbed Xiaowei's arm excitedly.

"It's not him! It wasn't him who did it, when he came, Meng Zhuang had already been slaughtered. ”

Xiaowei looked at me blankly, not knowing what I was talking about.

I, on the other hand, immediately lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage.

At this moment, outside the carriage, the sky was already dark, and the people on the ground were sleeping soundly, and I walked quickly towards the black wooden box.

"Look! The one who slaughtered Meng Zhuang wasn't Ming Beilin, right? Who's that? You tell me! "My hand was on the black wooden box.

"Little Meng Po! Don't embarrass me, if I say it, my life will be in jeopardy, why don't you let me go first, and I'll tell you one or two? ”

In his tone, there seemed to be real worry.

Those who can slaughter Meng Zhuang must not only have strong skills, but also be powerful, after all, this last "pot" was actually thrown to Beilin by the murderer.

It also made the North Lin of the Underworld suppressed in Xunhe for hundreds of years.

"Little Meng Po, if you don't let me go again, this time I meet that Kun God, he will definitely dismantle me, and when the time comes, the truth of the year will be completely buried!" The pack shouted.

I stared at the black wooden box with my eyebrows on my eyebrows, and hesitated for a long time and asked, "Is this matter related to the Ghost King?" ”

She fell silent for a moment, and no matter what she asked, she didn't respond.

In my nightmare, in addition to my aunt, Beilin, that is the ghost king.

Just, how is this possible?

Isn't the ghost king in love with the young master of Meng Zhuang? He should have no motive, slaughtering Meng Zhuang is.

"Sister? What the hell is wrong with you? ”

I couldn't figure it out, and Xiaowei followed, standing beside me, looking at me with a puzzled face.

And in my mind, the scene of His Highness appearing with the pack this time flashed past.

Is it all His Highness's order to divide me and Beilin? If no one instructed him, why did he make me mistakenly think that Ming Beilin was the murderer of Meng Zhuang?

At the city gate, what illusion did she create to keep Stygian Beilin silent, unwilling to explain everything to me?

"What did you let Beilin see at that time?" I changed the question and continued to ask.

This is still unwilling to respond.

"Little Meng Po, you have someone to protect, but I don't, if I tell the truth, I will be killed immediately, you let me go first, and when I am safe, I will tell you all the truth, okay?"

Her feminine voice slowed down a little, and she was no longer as anxious as she had just been.

"Humph! If I let you go, will there be land for you? I asked coldly as I stared at the black wooden box.

"If you don't believe me, then go to Your Highness and take away my veil, without which I cannot walk." She said that the covering cloth was her "weakness".

I remember that the first time I saw her, she was covered with a cloth, and at that time, I thought it was the blindfold that Stygian Beilin had blindfolded her.

"Your eyes can peek into people's hearts, and without that blindfold, you should be more able to deceive people." I don't think what she said is right.

"Little Meng Po, my eyes can indeed peek into people's hearts, but you don't know, I have only practiced for more than 800 years, and I have not cultivated such powerful eyes, but I have absorbed a wisp of aura in my eyes, and without the blindfold, this aura will "slip" away sooner or later, and when the time comes, most of my demagogic skills will be lost. As she spoke, she begged me again, and promised me very earnestly that if I let her go, she would tell me the truth.

I stared at the black wooden box, lost in thought, noncommittal about what she said.

"Sister, who are you talking to?" Xiaowei looked at me in horror.

"Chu Liangdi!"

As soon as Xiaowei's words fell, Bai Qing's voice also came from behind us.

At this moment, my mind has become a mess, and I don't know what to do.

I don't think it's appropriate to let go of this pack, but if I don't let her go, the events of that year will forever become a mystery and a knot in my heart that I can never untie.

"Chu Liangdi, you woke up so early?"

As I spoke, Bai Qing had already walked in front of me.

I didn't answer, but I closed my eyes very tired, turned around and sat down on the edge of the trail.

There is a very deep valley under this mountain road, I feel that at this moment, my mind is in chaos, sitting on the side of this mountain road, the mountain wind blows, and the scene in the wind and rain immediately appears in front of me.

From the time they found us, to the time I saw Ming Beilin kill my father with my own eyes, I and Ming Beilin were completely pulled to the opposite side by this incident, but now that I know that Meng Zhuang was not done by Ming Beilin, I began to be suspicious.

"Chu Xiyan, I know, you won't believe anything I say! But I still have to tell you that I never thought of killing your father, it was he who slammed into my sword! ”

At that time, there was a solemn look on his face, and I still remember it.

"You mean, my dad is framing you?"

Beilin's lips trembled, and he nodded firmly: "Yes!" ”

"My father, using his life to frame you?"

My questioning voice, and the sound of my response, echoed in my ears.

Now that I think about it, he shouldn't have lied at that time, and he had no reason to kill his father, because, in the end, he didn't even take the Kun Hidden Scales.

Thinking of this, my eyes were sour, and in my mind, the scene of saying goodbye to him resurfaced.

"You and I, who have shared the same bed for several months, have been so speculating, Chu Xiyan, ask yourself, since you entered the palace, do you have him in your heart?"

"Yes!"

Remembering my response, I immediately raised my hand and covered my ears.

But the voice is still in my ears, and it is very clear.