Hua Xi leaned on Murong Jing's chest in a daze, in fact, she didn't like this at all, but she was weak, and even when she moved her fingers, she felt as if she was going to accumulate strength for a long time.

"Murong Jing, you let me go down, I don't like this carriage at all, I feel so stuffy here."

"Good...... I'll carry you down. Taking the cloak, Murong Jing wrapped the flower sacrifice fiercely, and then carried her out of the carriage.

Towering trees and thriving grass on the roadside are just a last glimpse of the natural scene.

In fact...... She wants to go back to the Zero Domain Gate, and wants to go to see the prison Qiuying, the prison Qianpei, and the mother of the original owner, to put it bluntly, she just wants to steal the original owner's father's love and mother's love again!

Although I haven't been in this world for a year, and I haven't had a good meal with Prison Autumn Shadow and others, but Prison Autumn Shadow is good to the original owner, and I can feel the flower festival......

Looking up at the blue sky and white clouds, I suddenly felt a little reluctant.

- Leave.

_

The breeze blew gently, and the handsome man hugged a woman, and the woman's face was very pale, which was a sickly whiteness. The long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if the woman would open her eyes in the next second.

Red blood flowed from the corners of the woman's lips and dripped onto the man's robe.

"Rou'er?" The person in his arms suddenly sank, and Murong Jing's heart suddenly felt a cramp, and the pain spread from his heart to his limbs.

After not hearing the response of the beautiful woman in his arms for a long time, Murong Jing looked at the person in his arms. There is a smear of blood at the corner of her lips, which looks a little bewitching, like a sleeping beauty.

Murong Jing hugged Prison Qianrou's body back into the carriage, and there was no sadness on his calm face: "Let's go." ”

The army marched mightily in the direction of the capital, and the sound of horses' hooves stood out in the quiet environment. The mighty army has no trace of popularity, like a ghost shuttling at night, lingering with layers of smoke, which looks particularly weird.

Murong Jing in the carriage caressed Prison Qianrou's face, and he stared greedily, the fingertips that crossed her cheeks trembled with a little affection.

He coveted her kiss, it was so sweet and delicious, he coveted her tender temperature, secretly seemed so warm, but he never got it.

In fact, he was particularly envious of Lian Night, who could throw himself into her arms without scruples, presumptuously and boldly. You can play helpless and let her fish and cook. You can lie in her arms and sleep freely.

Looking at her in a deep sleep, he knew that the person he liked would never wake up again.

Before meeting her, he wanted to compete with Murong Ling for the throne, and after meeting her again, he wanted to keep her by his side, and he did so, but ......

If time could be repeated, he would not be so reckless, he slowly attacked her atrium and slowly occupied her atrium.

But...... There are no ifs, so ...... What will he do in the future?

At this moment, he was confused!

The heart is still so painful, there is no intention to relieve it. The arrogant man finally lowered his head in despair, blocking the dead silence in his eyes.

_

Looking at the snow-white system space, the flower festival head was still a little dizzy.

[Host? 】

- Hmm.

[The system data has been fully recovered, do you want to view your data?] 】

- What data?

[Points, and task completion......]

- Then take a look!

[Okay.] 】

Name: Hanamatsu

Age: 21

Credits: 200

Number of tasks: 3.

Difficulty: Low