As far as the eye can see, it is the black-clothed leader who is holding the blue end hostage. Higashihara ninjas have always been offensive and defensive. Rapid attacks are their trick. The riverside is empty. But because the men and horses of the two sides competed with each other. And it's quite crowded.

Warning from the Man in Black. The restrained King Rong of course goes in the left ear and the right ear goes out. A palm swung at the right shoulder of the man in black. Lan Mo's body was on the shoulders of the man in black and his center of gravity was unstable for a moment. Sheng Sheng almost avoided it.

However. It was this powerful impact. More blood suddenly oozed from Lan Mo's hands.

"Hundred ......" A voice came from behind the man in black. But after spitting out a word. was glared back fiercely by the leader in black.

The guards were aggrieved. He wanted to remind Lan Mo that his arm was deeply embedded in the blood silk again. Further inside, it's not a matter of bloodshed. Instead, he cut off two hands.

"You don't have to look any further. I can't untie this blood silk without me. Yin Mufeng sneered twice. An ironic ripple ripples rippled across the surface of the Nankong River. And King Rong's smug laughter echoed each other. It makes people want to be beaten up when they hear it.

Meanwhile. The leader in black held out a finger. A truce was signaled.

"It seems that His Royal Highness King Rong is unwilling to leave a thin face for him today." The black-clothed leader said lightly. He was about to drop the same smoke grenade from his bosom. The sharp-eyed Ling Zhu was watching from behind Yin Mufeng. The hidden weapon between the two fingers flew out.

There was a soft clang. The hidden weapon hit the black spherical object that had just been pulled out of the man's hand. Ling Zhu clapped her hands. He sighed in passing. Smile confidently back to King Yirong.

In such an urgent situation. Smiling is a luxury. Yin Mufeng hasn't had time to remind yet. The black-clad leader behind him had pulled out a miniature short crossbow. A small feather arrow pierced straight through Ling Zhu's shoulder blade. Sting. The sound of flesh blooming was present in Ling Zhu's ears. The facial features that should be delicate were suddenly painful. And twisted together.

"He's using a crossbow......" Ling Zhu spat out foul black blood and slowly fell to the ground. She is Yin Mufeng's right-hand man. And the only woman. Yin Mufeng's lips and teeth were cold. Even if it's an ally's ninja. He can't be so soft-hearted anymore.

He looked back at the hundred people behind him. He nodded silently. Solemnly handed Lan Mo to the person behind him. And he saw that the man was thin. But it's very clever. The two of them were guarded by a hundred. A horse-drawn carriage that stops at another ferry crossing. The carriage is antique brown in color. The wise wood grain highlights the identity of the owner of the horse.

Lan Mo's head tilted to the soft side of the carriage. She could faintly see the silent smoke outside the car window. She vaguely saw the driver who was supposed to be riding his horse outside, yelling to abandon the car and run away. She vaguely saw the face that was not very clear in her memory suddenly appear at this moment. has the natural noble appearance of the Yin royal family. This is the old man of the Yin family. Lan Mo asked with a smile in his heart. She buried her head in the arms of the person who came from her without smiling. Why so tired. I was tired and didn't want to look up......

"Lord Wang. The men in black fled. The one among them is deadlocked. He has also escaped with smoke bombs again. The guard half-knelt in front of the carriage. Whisper. For fear of waking up the girl who had just fallen asleep in the prince's arms.

"Don't worry about those people. Continue to do what Ling Feng sent a message to explain. As for Ling Zhu. Take Elder Hu from the Heavenly Prison to the mansion to treat her. Yin Mufeng's glory is gone. Looking at Lan Mo's face, there was a kind of vicissitudes that did not belong to the world. He also wanted to be good to someone wholeheartedly. But God never gave him this opportunity. Now he finally got it. But the reality did not continue to develop as he hoped. It's like what he says next. Let the petty officer driving in front of him not know what to say. "Now enter the palace. Back to the prison. ”

The junior official was shocked for a while. I was going to the realm of the palace of King Rong in Ghost City. can only change the course again because of King Rong's words. This is to send the woman who has just been snatched back to prison. The petty officer who drove the car didn't dare to think about it. Looking at the darkening sky. He could only wave his whip. Let the horses run faster.

The majestic Xishu Imperial Palace is full of dangers. Along the circular palace road. Meander upwards. Pass by the opulent main palaces. Yin Mufeng was in a slightly bumpy carriage. Help Lan Mo remove the blood silk that has penetrated into the flesh and skin in a circle on his wrist. His fingers were slender. It is not a perennial musical instrument. It is used to using a knife all year round.

He looked at Lan Mo's slightly furrowed brow distressedly. Part of it was because of the pain in the wrist. Part of it must be a thrilling dream. Her body was supposed to be weak and cold. It may be because of the baby in the belly. When Yin Mufeng touched her hand. I didn't feel cold. He muttered to himself. "You're a good girl. But he believed the wrong man. I won't let you make the wrong choice again. Stay there. Wait until I get you out......"

The words were as soft as a paralyzing elixir. Lan Mo was groggy. Don't say you didn't hear it. Even if you hear it, you won't believe it. In this era of abnormal hearts. It's not easy to protect yourself. What reason does he have for Yin Mufeng to protect a woman whose heart has never been on him.

Yin Mufeng sprinkled some powder on the wound where the skin was open. He wrapped the snow-white fabric torn from the sleeves around the woman's wrist layer by layer. Until fresh blood no longer oozes satin. He finally lifted the beaded curtain from the car window with his hand. A prison gate with an eerie and eerie atmosphere. Just diagonally in front of them. Just turn into one more corner. You will be able to get there quickly.

"Lord Wang. We are ......" The petty officer who was driving asked through the curtain.

"No need to ask. Still the old place. Give this to the officials of the tower. After speaking, King Rong handed out a jade plaque similar to Muwen. His gaze was clear. One hand holds the very sweet blue powder that is asleep. One hand quietly clicked on the only soft support in the carriage.

The next day at noon. Lan Mo woke up on the hard stone bed. Her body was covered with a thick quilt of cotton wool and ash. There is also a softer mattress underneath him. Just where you look up. There is still only one vent inside the dungeon.

She rubbed her head. A lot has happened before. That's right. Her hands were clearly tied. How was it unraveled again. But......

"Girl. Let's finish the hot porridge. "The gentlest sister of the Thousand Sisters. He was smiling and holding a bowl of fragrant chicken porridge. Naturally looked at her.

"Thousand thoughts. How are you here. Did you send it from Little Eleven? I...... Can I see him? I'm going out here. You know. I'm going to save people. Gotta go ......" Lan Mo was a little incoherent. Her slightly disheveled hair made her extremely embarrassed.

Qiansi looked at the girl with some reluctance. Her voice trembled slightly. "Girl. You don't want that. The slave and maid were sent by King Rong. His Royal Highness Little Eleven robbed the Dharma field because of his private use of troops. has been strictly grounded by the emperor......"

"What. He didn't rob the Dharma field. He's coming for me. Why did His Majesty keep him? Speak to King Rong. Let me out, okay......" Lan Mo accidentally pounced. Qiansi was already single. She didn't stand still, and the chicken porridge instantly shattered to the ground. I saw a few big rats in the corner. They all hugged up. Eat the delicious chicken porridge full of aroma.

Jumped to his feet in fright. Lan Mo was unmoved. It was as if she had lost all her spiritual support, and her pupils were dilated. The only outlet was where she could see. Get out of here. That's the only place?

"Girl. Please don't be self-conscious. That man...... That man is dead......" Qiansi gritted her teeth. finally said the words that had been suppressed for a long time.

"Who are you talking about. You make it clear. "His eyes seem to be able to freeze the stream of Xiaomoxia Mountain Stream. She only needed one reason. will be able to think about what should be docile in front of you. Strangled to death.

"Long Yanluo. The former king of Beihu. He's dead. Girl. You sober up. His head has been hanging on the noon gate for a day and a night......" Qiansi's neck was tightly clasped by Lan Mo's usual technique. She was not afraid to tell the truth. Qiansi's face was swollen and red. At this moment, she was really worried about her master, His Highness Little Eleven. Because she saw it clearly. A gurgling of liquid had never been seen before oozing from the corner of Lan Mo's eyes.

At least. After Chiss met her. She had never seen a girl cry. It turned out. Blue end will shed tears.

"You're a liar. He won't die. Lan Mo shouted aggrievedly. A pair of hands let go of Qiansi. She turned her back suddenly. Hide your face and sob. A low voice echoes through the foot of the dungeon's walls. It had been a long time since she had been so sad. Last time. It must be the day my sister leaves.

Originally, the slave maid thought the same way. But when the slave maid entered the palace. I've seen the head with my own eyes. It's really that man's head. This one. Or that day, when he didn't escape. What's left behind. His Royal Highness King Rong said to let the slave and maid return it to you......" Qiansi said softly. For fear of touching Lan Mo's nerves again.

But I didn't expect it. Lan Mo was taking over the familiar fan spike. For a moment, her eyes stopped crying. She just suddenly clutched the fan tassel. Said very calmly. "Thousand thoughts. I was suddenly very hungry. Do you still have something to eat? ”

Qian Si didn't expect that the girl would be as His Royal Highness King Rong expected. As long as I saw the person and her token. She will be truly dead. will be willing to eat a little bit. When the heart is sure of King Rong's mental skills. But she also found that she had very little to prepare when she came. That bowl of chicken porridge grilled over a small charcoal fire. That is, all the belongings.

"Girl, you're waiting for me here. I'm going to go to the Imperial Dining Room to make something new. Qiansi looked out the door. A few taps in a specific rhythm. And he saw the door open from the outside. Greeted her out.

When the thousand thoughts are gone. Specially at the moment when the cell door closed. He looked at Lan Mo lightly again. The girl's eyes were cold to the bone. It's the same as it used to be. But why is she always a little inexplicable?

The fan tassels are made of silver wires one by one. Because it's soft. But it's also tenacious. Lan Mo smiled bitterly in his heart. She understood that there was a handsome man in white. Truly gone. Then she. Maybe. It should also go with the wind.