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The white horse, which ran away for a long distance in one go, was pulled by Zhong Liyu with a rope behind his neck. Because he was hindered, he couldn't run. But it took less than half a second. It hissed like a stimulus. Then lift the front foot into the air. The horse's neck rises to the sky. actually threw Lian Zhou and Zhong Liyu out. It's ten meters away. It doesn't matter if you fall. Neither of them reacted. He was thrown straight down the valley.

Lian Zhou closed his eyes in the rapid fall. There is only one thought in my head. She wasn't killed by Meng Hui. He was not killed by Tang Yingzhuo. He was not killed in a fight with the guards of the Meng Mansion. Even the mountain jump just now went so smoothly that she wanted to shout God wise. Didn't expect ......

She was killed by a horse.

Normal conditions fall off a cliff. Generally, the chances of making it back alive are relatively high. But Lianzhou's body has been fighting for so long. Exhausted. Pain and exertion. She was like she was falling apart. The bones are going to break. Right now. Still falling. It's just to add insult to injury. There is no way to live.

When she really thought so. But I felt a burst of warmth around me. She didn't have time to react. And he fell straight down.

When it falls to the bottom. It hurts a lot. The expected bone-chilling pain did not come. She felt a solid pad of flesh under her. What comes to mind. Her pupils shrank. Quickly move your body down. To the unconscious man lying on the ground: "Hey. Wake up."

The people on the earth closed their eyes. Didn't wake up.

Lian Zhou covered his mouth. Seems overwhelmed. She forced herself to steady. Reaching out to Zhong Liyu's snort. The index finger is exposed to a faint warmth. Lian Zhou exhaled reassuringly. She was on her knees. Slapping Zhong Liyu's face. "You don't want to die. Hurry up. Let's go out together."

Even when her body fell, she was protected by Zhong Liyu and was not hurt by the solid ground. But there is no doubt that she will still be greatly impacted. So even though the pain is greatly reduced by Zhong Liyu's support. Can be entangled all over the body. Exhausted, she suffered from this fall. I'm already dizzy. She felt the darkness like the sea in the thick of the night. Overwhelmingly rushed towards her.

She shook her head to herself. Trying to keep the perception alive. But she's so powerless. To know. She was severely overdrawn. and clothed in several wounds. The blood on his feet was dark and red. Red and dark. Bubbling stream. Her face was almost transparent. Looks like a dying man.

So. After saying that sentence to Zhong Liyu. And she went limp. The head was crooked in his arms.

After Zhong Liyu woke up. The sky in the valley has darkened. I guess it's approaching dusk. He moves his body. I feel uncontrollably sore. Yet he endured. Hands on the ground to sit up.

But I found it unexpectedly. There was a man lying in his arms.

Thoughts go back to the cage. He held Lianzhou's shoulder with one hand. One hand on the ground. Sit up and rest her head on her lap. Feel her still breathing. He knew she had just fainted. Life should be fine. So I didn't have to worry too much. Take advantage of the twilight to look at the girl's eyebrows.

Her face was messed up. Flower cats are the same. I can't make out the original face at all. Zhong Liyu only looked at the outline of her facial features. His gaze swept over her upright nose. Her slightly upturned lips. and her pointy little chin. The more I looked, the more I realized that she had a striking resemblance to the person in her memory. Not similar. It's just printed out of a mold.

"It hurts ......" Lian Zhou frowned. The little head was restlessly moving around his legs.

Zhong Liyu's eyes swept away. One of her feet was found still bleeding. He gently moved her head to the ground. He stood up. Squatted at her feet after taking a step. Tear off a sleeve. Help her tie her wounds. Only then did the bleeding stop.

At this time. Lian Zhou slowly opened his eyes.

Before that. She had a dream. It's messy, it's messy. Bit by bit. Flashing in her head.

Long winds rise and fall. The man was in a green shirt. Behind him the torches are dazzling. He held out his hand. The eyebrows and eyes are warm. He said to her, "Get up."

It's noon. Got the tweet. He held out his slender index finger. Pointing to the tooth marks she had bitten out. Bright smile. "Because. here."

His eyes were as bright as stars. Smile and dye it. He said to her, "That's it. How else am I going to get out?"

Stormy night. He pulled her out of her chair without pity. Say to her, "Listen. Wait a minute if someone comes to take you out. You don't resist. Be sure to go with them. And it is necessary to let them go to the Huangzhan Gang on the suburban forest slope. Do you hear me?"

"You don't promise, do you? You don't promise. I set fire to the Chunsheng Pavilion. I do what I say."

The lightning roared like a night owl. Streak across the dark sky. Thunder roared. Tingling of the eardrum.

That. Inside the basement of the Mon house. He was dressed in white. Zhilan Yushu. Celestial as elegant. Stand in front of her. Say the coldest words to the three Song family soldiers.

"If you don't hand over the topographic map of Xichuan. What I have is the means to deal with the orphans of your General Song."

Ultimately.

"Chain her up. Walk with a whip as you go. Rush to Yudu Street."

It's his smile again. He sat by the window. The red mole between the eyebrows is like a wading dragonfly. Dan red light point. The chin is delicate. The sun pours down. Like a paintbrush painted with light gold. Delicately outlines the curvature of his graceful side face. He holds a scroll in his hand. Wicker beckoning outside the window. The age is generally quiet.

He had a gauze belt wrapped around his hand. Inside are the scars left by the sword she blocked the sword a few days ago. See her sitting there. He smiled lightly, "What are you thinking?"

The scroll unfolds. He sat there. Ink hair is like a cloud. A thin stream on the shoulder. Light sensitive. Soft as water. Time is silent. Fine.

"I'm bored to be alone. You stay with me. It's good." Gentle eyes.

Next. Is.

"Chain her up. Walk with a whip as you go. Rush to Yudu Street."

He stretched his sleeves forward. Point at her. The eyebrows and eyes are full of fierce colors. I have no longer taken away the favor that I disguised myself.

"After entering Yudong City, I started fighting. Until you finish climbing Chaoluan Street."

Until you finish climbing Chaoluan Street.

And then there's what Inxia looks like. The way she smiled. Stunned. Call her "Little Song Girl" look. Feed her what she looks like when she eats. The way she dresses her. Indignantly scolded Meng Hui's appearance. Laughing with a few maids. What it looks like when she tells her a story. Her noisy look. What the thick lines look like. What she looks like when she pinched her face while holding her. Shy and beautiful appearance when you are married. She even dreamed of what she would look like when she died. He was abused by the Meng Mansion until there were no bones left.

I felt something strange in my feet. She frowned. The ghost woke up. Her brain was in chaos. Eyes half-squinted. I saw a man dressed in white beside me. She pushed him almost reflexively. Said angrily: "Meng Hui, you go away for me."

The body is too weak. In her rage, she vomited a mouthful of blood. Zhong Liyu was not pushed by her with little force. Seeing that she suddenly shouted out a sentence Meng Hui. There was a deep joy in his eyes. All doubts are not enough to consider. He excitedly held her little hand. smiled and said, "You are Xiao Song. It's Xiao Song, isn't it?"