"Why is Boss Tang's face suddenly so ugly?" Bai Luo, who was lying on the other side of the bed, turned his head and asked in surprise.

I was lying on the big soft bed, my eyes getting darker, my breathing getting lighter, and my consciousness gradually becoming unconscious.

"You all get out! She's coming! Don't come in if anything happens! I shouted to them with the last bit of strength I had.

After saying that, it was pitch black in front of me, as if I had fallen asleep, and the tiredness and powerlessness of my body made me unable to think and move, but I still felt some movement around me.

The sounds around me were still faintly coming into my ears......

I heard the people around me leave the room one after another, and these voices were all far and near, and even made me think that this was my delusion......

Immediately, I fell into darkness and silence, as if my eyes and ears were failing at the same time, and my body was still asleep...... Eh, vegetative sensations......

I counted silently in my heart, and it took about ten minutes before I heard the first abnormal sound in my ears, which was the sound of wet footsteps......

How can there be the sound of water?

Here she comes...... Now it only depends on how she chooses between me and Bai Luo, who is antique, wearing the clothes of a golden lieutenant, and Bai Luo......

I don't know if it's a psychological reason, but the moment her footsteps appeared, I actually felt that the black in front of my eyes became darker, more like falling into nothingness......

The sound of wet footsteps gradually became clearer, and I could even tell that she was wandering near the altar......

"Ho...... Separated...... "It seems that I saw something on my golden compass, and listening to the tone, there was a joy that could not be hidden.

The footsteps crept to the center of the room, where the antiques were stacked.

The footsteps did not linger in front of the tempting antique, but heard the sound of porcelain being kicked down......

The resentment in a gold talisman, why is it so uncherished for antiques?

Just as I was thinking, the footsteps had reached the bed, a cold and damp hand gently covered my cheek, gently stroked, as soon as the wet and cold hand touched my skin, my skin was covered with goosebumps, if it weren't for my body now that I can't use it, it is estimated that my body is shaking constantly, it is too cold......

It's as cold as the stars that have stayed in the ice for thousands of years......

"No...... You're not him! ”

Suddenly, my brain was spinning again, and I completely fainted......

Then, as if I had a dream, I sat in a cold tomb, surrounded by countless antique treasures, but I could not smile a little, and my heart was empty, as if I had lost some treasure......

Gently took out a handkerchief from the cuff, delicate and precious, embroidered with a word: Huan.

"Zhonglang General, don't miss the past, women, there is no treasure in fact, gold and silver treasures, you got it, it is yours." Looking at it intently, a rugged male voice behind him said.

"Don't make fun of me, the one who opened the coffin, die, we are no longer the captain of the scenery, but we can only dominate the mountain, live like a bandit, and even our own women can't hold ......" The knuckles of the clenched fist turned white, Xu was too hard, and his body trembled a little.

"Shou? How to keep? Robbing a woman with the emperor? The man lay on his side with a big grin, sighed, and said:

"You swore to snatch back Sister Huan'er's matter, the emperor Lao'er already knows, and sent people all over the world to hunt you down, if one day, you really die, what can you do?"

"Okay, after seven days, I will kill the emperor before he returns to the dynasty and take Huan'er away, if you can't, you can pick two of my relics and find a way to bring them to Huan'er, just ...... It's just a thought......"

The picture flashed, seven days later......

I stood in the crowd wearing a hat that was not suitable for the weather, watching our Emperor Wuzong sit in the sedan chair, casting presumptuous glances at the girls and daughters-in-law on both sides of the road, and next to him, there was also a girl he had just snatched not long ago.

Huan'er!

I jumped into the escort team, desperately trying to fight my way out and take Huan'er home......

Outnumbered, as I said, I don't want my brother to risk his life for my own strength, I think too highly of myself......

Eventually, I saw the last glimpse of my Huan'er, who had been humiliated in the street by the tyrannical emperor, and she stared in horror as I was hacked to death in front of the sedan in which she was riding......

Huan'er ...... Huan'er ......

The memory goes back to that time, Huan'er is my Huan'er, there is no cruel emperor, there is no forced reluctance, she smiles brightly......

Instead of a forced, cold call: Jin Huan Niangniang......

"Old Seven...... Old Seven......"

Just when I was sinking deeper and deeper, Liu Maozi's voice faintly came from my ears.

A little regain of consciousness, the sound heard became clearer and clearer, accompanied by a piercing pain all over the body......

There is nothing that does not hurt in the chest, back, and even the torso and limbs, as if it has been slashed with countless knives, and the sharp blades have cut through the skin and cut into the flesh......

"Hmm......" The intense pain made me unconsciously want to hug my body tightly, but as soon as I moved, it affected countless wounds on my body, and the pain hit more intensely......

"Don't move, old seven, you're too badly injured...... Liu Maozi said anxiously.

I can even imagine that this muscular man of nearly 1.9 meters is now at a loss next to me......

When I tried to open my eyes, I found that everything in front of me was red, and the eyelashes seemed to be glued together, and the only small slit that could be opened was bright red......

"What's wrong with me?" When I opened my mouth, I was surprised to find that my voice was already old, like a dry well that had not had a drop of water for decades, like swallowing a handful of sand and gravel in the desert, dry and cracked......

"Old Seven...... Why are you hurting yourself?! Liu Maozi's voice trembled.

Self-harm? What's that? Will Lao Tzu harm himself?

"Let's not say how much I spare my life, I can feel that I don't have a good place all over my body now, do you think I can hurt myself so completely? So even? The pain in my throat and eyes felt like a knife slashing, and I simply shut up.

"That's the one who hurt you that Jin Huanniang, you don't know, we heard the sound of fighting, as soon as you entered the house, you were covered in blood, you were holding your short knife in your hand, and you were still talking ......"

"Huan'er ......"