Who is Princess Dingyuan, she doesn't know who she is, and she doesn't know who Wen Moqing is, she only knows one thing-

She was alone with someone who wanted to kill her.

Such a clear understanding kept flashing in Yan Liwu's head, and the strange thing was that in the face of the warmth of the long sword, she never had the urge to find an opportunity to defend and attack, but felt that this time was much more at ease than just now.

Because of the confusion in his eyes?

Or was it because of his desire for that roster?

Or is it simply her intuition that is right from wrong?

In short, Yan Liwu didn't think that the man in front of her would kill her, at least not now.

"Jun Bai knows the structure of the underground palace better than me, and he will definitely find a way to open the door outside. How about we take this opportunity to talk about a deal? Rubbing his cold stiff fingertips, he asked tentatively.

"Deal?" Wen Moqing asked rhetorically, lightly raising the corners of his mouth, and a cold smile unabashedly passed the mockery to Yan Liwu, "What are you trading with me?" Your life or the roster? King Qinglian seems to have misunderstood one thing, I am not here to beg you to give me the roster, but to give you a chance to die happily. ”

It felt as if in his eyes, she was already a dead person.

Yan Liwu was not discouraged, stood up against the cold and hard wall, and looked at Wen Moqing without fear under the faint firelight: "I can see that you want to cramp and peel me, since you can tolerate me for the roster for so long, it means that the roster is very important." He bent his finger and tapped lightly on the wall, listening to the dull echo that came, Yan Li's heart became more and more confident: "It's hard to imagine how big this underground palace is, you don't even know what the machine is like and where the exit is, I'm afraid that it is more difficult to find a register within the entire mountain than to find a needle in a haystack." ”

The pitch-black pupils shrank, a strange gaze flashed from Wen Moqing's eyes, and the indifferent arc of his lips was still the same: "I have never heard that the Qinglian King is so smart and disrespectful." However, I still hope that the Qinglian King can hand over the roster as soon as possible, otherwise, ...... I don't mind killing you one more time, and then razing the entire Qinglian Palace and digging into the ground to find what I want. ”

The most terrible thing in the world is not the enemy with the sword, but the enemy who holds the sword and does not eat it.

The way out of life that he racked his brains was completely blocked by Wen Moqing, Yan Li took a deep breath, looked straight at the overly calm face, and sighed for a long time.

"Even if I'm not the Qinglian King, you're still going to kill you?"

"I'd rather kill than let go."

Yan Liwu couldn't be sure if Wen Moqing was serious, but she clearly realized that that the roster could not be her gold medal for avoiding death, and if she wanted to live, she had to find another way to stay away from Wen Moqing.

However, in a palm-sized place, the stone gate was accidentally damaged by her, where could she escape? The only place that can be walked at the moment is the road that leads to the unknown direction, but Yin Junbai once inadvertently revealed that there are many deadly mechanisms in the underground palace, and Yan Li doesn't want to be a scarecrow for the experimental mechanism.

"Hand out." There was a whisper of warmth in the dim and unknown light, and the flat tone had an irreversible momentum. Yan Liwu hesitated for a moment, and slowly raised his hand to Wen Moqing, thinking that he was going to be kind enough to hold her hand and send some warmth, but who knew that a piece of red rope fell suddenly, Wen Moqing neatly grabbed Yan Liwu's hands and tied them tightly.

“…… What are you doing? Yan Liwu subconsciously frowned, and looked at Wen Moqing vigilantly.

"Find an exit." After answering concisely, seeing that Yan Liwu was still suspicious, Wen Moqing added two sentences of explanation understandingly, "I will become nervous and timid if you follow behind me, so I will lead the way in front of the Qinglian King, remember not to make any small moves casually, when I am nervous, I will always be unstable and hurt people by mistake." ”

"It is really a great and noble act to use a woman as a shield, and I will definitely proclaim to the world how benevolent and gentlemanly Mr. Wen is." He almost gritted his teeth and said this, and then he closed his mouth, completely ignoring the fact that Wen Moqing's sword had been unsheathed and waiting, and suddenly squatted on the ground and hugged his shoulders and refused to get up.

Wen Moqing raised her eyebrows, and the tip of the sharp sword pressed against Yan Li's worried eyebrows: "Stand up and play less tricks." ”

There was a moment of silence.

"Take off your clothes." Yan Liwu turned his head to dodge the sword, and the inexplicable words finally made the calm and calm Wen Moqing stunned.

Do you want him to take off, to dress, to serve?

What is this? A quirky request from a captive? Wen Moqing didn't move at all, and her frowning eyebrows tightened more and more.

Half-tilting his head and glancing at the half-hanging sword, Yanli gritted his teeth with hatred: "Give me clothes to wear, otherwise I won't stand up if I die!" ”

Wen Moqing patiently looked at it carefully, and soon understood the reason for Yan Liwu's ridiculous request - just now her clothes were cut by his sword, and she could barely hide her body by pulling the remnants of the cloth with her two hands, and her hands were tied at this time, and Yan Liwu did not have a third hand to rescue the upper body of Xue Xue's exposed muscles, except for the white belly pocket from her chest to her abdomen barely covered, the entire upper body was exposed to Wen Moqing's eyes.

"Put it on." After putting away the fleeting strange look, Wen Moqing quickly took off his coat and threw it on Yan Li's back, thought about it, and added very disgustingly, "It's a big fuss, and there's nothing to look at." ”

Yan Liwu is too lazy to talk to him anymore, anyway, it is enough to have clothes to cover his body, there is no need to worry about this extremely vicious man, and in the end, it is himself who suffers.

The exploration of the dim corridor was not as thrilling as imagined, I don't know if it was because the angry ridicule before Yan Liwu had an effect, Wen Moqing did not let her explore the way in front, but held the sword and carefully knocked on the walls and floor tiles, making sure that there was no problem before stepping forward.

After walking about seven or eight hundred paces, dodging two traps and a hidden arrow attack, a sound from outside the footsteps finally broke the silence of the dungeon.

"Senior brother...... Senior brother ......" The faint shout was not very real, it should have come from outside the underground palace separated by a wall, Wen Moqing listened carefully, and there was a trace of a smile on his face that did not belong to ridicule and was not so cold.

Bell - bell - bell - bell -

The scabbard hit the stone wall hard and made a screeching sound, knocked a few times and put down the sword, Wen Moqing held his breath and closed his eyes.

"Jun Bai...... It's a senior brother...... Where is it...... Over there...... The door ...... "The stone wall is too thick, and I can't hear what is being said outside intermittently, but fortunately, the person talking to Yin Junbai outside is not a stupid person, after some noise, the regular knocking sound clearly came from the other side of the stone wall, and gradually moved forward."

It's leading the way with sound.

With the experience of the previous car first, Wen Moqing no longer dared to be careless about Yan Li, and when she approached the place where the knocking sound stopped, she reached out and grabbed Yan Liwu's round shoulder, in case she escaped from another surprise attack.

Yan Li moved his shoulders worriedly, and finally gave up his plan to shake off Wen Moqing's palm.

His hands were hot, and in the dark, damp damp dungeon hallway was the only thing that could give her warmth. Maybe this hand is likely to send her to the Yellow Spring in the near future, but at this moment, Yan Liwu needs it, needs the temperature it comes from to help her drive away the shivering cold, needs it to stop the panic and confusion that has been buried in her heart for so many days, and needs this warmth to give her the courage to live.