Ji Yujie was indeed reluctant, and as soon as his hand was loosened, the cold fell to the ground.

"Get out of the way." Ji Yujie looked at the woman in front of him and ordered like a soldier.

Han Qian didn't know what he wanted, so he got out of the way.

Ji Yujie opened the door and walked out without looking back. The straight back is confused.

His shallow intuition told him that this man had his own arrangements.

Han Qian was worried about Ah Yan's situation, and he didn't know how she was doing now, did she have anything to eat? Is there any water to drink? Have you ever been beaten? Those beasts who never treat the soul locking slave as a human being, they are heavy, and it is not illegal to kill the soul locking slave...

Perhaps, with the protection of her god Pudaus, no matter what hardships Ah Mo is going through now, she has her own comfort.

However, Han Qian can't do it, she doesn't want Ah Mo to die, she only has two relatives here.

Outside, the Night Elves appear over the town with predictable magic, hoping that if the night comes, it will never be again. In this way, Grandma's life will not be threatened by these ridiculous excuses.

When the night was completely covered, Ji Yujie walked in from outside with a black dress in his hand. Han Qian got a black cloak out of nowhere and put it on himself.

Ji Yujie looked impatient and pulled her hat. "Let's go~" With that, he walked out of the room in a dashing manner.

Han Qian took his small package and followed briskly. The black cloak, in the black night, is like a kinship, taking care of it meticulously.

Han Qian followed Ji Yujie's footsteps and followed Ji Yujie's heels.

Re-enter the slave owner's large, 5-storey castle covering an area of more than 1,000 square meters. The main hall of the castle is obscured by a large screen.

Inside the screen, the sound of music, the red brocade lichen wrinkles with the steps, and the beautiful woman dances with the golden hairpin. The sound of laughter, the staggered chips, and the pride between the cups and the lamps are soaring, like the majestic battlefield of warriors.

These people are celebrating tomorrow's killing, but they don't know how the imprisoned slaves feel. Han shallow sighed.

Now in a military uniform, Ji Yujie came from outside the screen to a room in the far corner of the second floor under the noses of many handmaidens and guards.

Han Asa breathed a sigh of relief and took off his hat. saw that Ji Yujie was already sitting on the sofa, looking at her from beginning to end. There was anger and a rare hint of evil on his face.

Han Qian remembered that he was an illegitimate child. Today, with such a lively feast downstairs, there will be no place for illegitimate children, and even if there is, it is probably an inconspicuous location. He simply hid in his room, but he didn't know where his mother Ji Lisha was at the moment.

'Day of the Declaration of War' is when the inhabitants of each town can watch and participate in the killing unconditionally. Except for the nobles, those in other towns are not allowed to enter other people's territory without permission to kill or participate in it.

Han Qian belongs to the people of Yaxian City, and tomorrow, she can also kill in Yaxian City, but Kowloon City does not have her share.

Ji Yujie's current identity can barely be regarded as a nobleman. Naturally, you can take your own people and shuttle around any area at will. However, when Ji Yujie is 35 years old, he will painfully lose this aristocratic status and live as an ordinary peasant in this cruel Condor City.

"You should think about how to repay me." Ji Yujie's eyes were full of jealousy. He was a little jealous of the environment and the harm it had done him.

"I will kill Ji Yunjing for you." Han Qian said to Ji Yujie.

Ji Yujie's eyes said with disdain and arrogance, "That's your business, don't you also want to be the next lord's wife of Condor City?" After speaking, he stared at Han Qian.

Han Qian saw Ji Yujie's eyes, and there was extreme distrust in his eyes. After all, just now, he said some stupid things with his tongue, which made him angry. Because of her own stupidity, her allies, developed a sense of insecurity.

"I'm your wife." Han Qian also looked at the red lines in his palm indifferently, looked at Ji Yujie's eyebrows, and said coldly, "You, if you have any requirements, you can mention them." ”

Ji Yujie remembered the way she looked when she threatened herself, and she couldn't help but be caught by anger. He stood up and walked towards the cold. Standing in front of her, looking down at this woman who was even more beautiful than her mother, but who had a lot of ideas.

Ji Yujie seemed to have made up his mind in his heart, picked up Han Qian, and put her on the bed.

Love, hope, self-esteem. It was already as fleeting as a cloud.

At this moment, Han Qian didn't dare to count on it, she closed her eyes, waiting to be pushed into the secluded chambers, caves and ruins brought by the environment.

Ji Yujie's cold lips kissed the woman who had only become his wife not long ago, and he wanted her to be loyal to him forever, and he wanted her not to break the red line oath that had formed the alliance between them.

His hand slid to his shallow belt and gently pulled it open.

I wish to have one heart, and the white head will not be separated. From now on, it should just be an unattainable dream, right? A shallow brow furrowed.

The angel of love never came, and Ji Yujie stopped moving his hand the moment he opened his eyes. His gaze can't stay on this woman's face forever, and he can't have a carnal charm for a woman he doesn't love. He couldn't think of pushing open the door to this woman's garden.

He got up and left the room...

The cold and nervous psychology relaxed again. sneered, there were too many thrilling events in her life.

Thankfully, each room has a barrier, and the noise downstairs doesn't reach the room at all. Han Qian got up and sat down on the sofa. Every minute was a bit of a torment for her.

She was going to wait for the people downstairs to get drunk, and then look for an opportunity to find Grandma in the slave cage. If Grandma really will inevitably die tomorrow, Han Qian believes that before she dies, the people she wants to see most are Yinling and herself.

She was very angry and remorseful, why didn't she pay more attention to the big events in Condor City. If I hadn't been hurt, maybe there would have been a glimmer of life.

For example, Condor Coins are a good thing. She could try to bribe someone who went to arrest someone. Or, she can ask Ji Yujie to find a way to get another fake identity for Grandma. Unfortunately, it's too late to think about it now.

Han Qian clasped his hands and walked back and forth in the room in annoyance.

In the middle of the night, the door was opened... A smell of wine rushed in, and Han Qian saw two maidservants walking in from outside the door with Ji Yujie in tow.

"I'm coming~" Han Qian hurriedly stepped forward to help Ji Yujie, who was wandering with the spirit of the god of wine.

She helped Ji Yujie to the bed, thinking that he was still a 'gentleman' just now, and helped her take off her shoes. After helping him cover the quilt, Han Qian looked at this exquisite face and suddenly had a plan.

She lifted the quilt again, and her hands trembled a little disobediently and took off Ji Yujie's clothes...

Then, taking the sword, he cut a wound on his finger. Then, smearing the blood onto the sheets.

Of course, this point is far from deceiving the smart Ji Yujie. Her eyes searched the room for any props available.

A vase was imprinted into her eyes. She walked over to the vase. Then, pick up the vase and smash it on your head. A bright red cut suddenly appeared on his head...

Han Qian didn't care too much, took off his clothes and half lay down on the bed.

Based on Ji Yujie's understanding of himself, if something happened to him, he would rather sleep on the ground than lie in the same bed with him. Han Qian'oo~' ordered his own sleeping hole...

Swift, it was dark in front of him, and Han Qian fainted on the bed.

(End of chapter)