There was such a scene yesterday, and the time for the change of guard at the city gate today will definitely change.

I actually thought I was smart and rested in the side for a long time, I should have come directly to guard outside the city gate. Now in this situation, I have to continue to wait in the snow.

Wan Wan looked around. The surrounding sheltered places are not too hidden, and the hidden places are not too comfortable. So she quietly left here and dived in the direction of the other side of the city gate. There are many sheltered and hidden comforts on that side.

When it comes, people are not good enough to treat themselves too badly.

After Wan Wan left for a while, the city gate slowly opened, and a group of men and horses came out of it. Several voices of persuasion were blown a little by the wind.

However, no matter how subdued and full of emotion the voice is, it cannot be regarded as a call to the city wall. The group did not pause for half a minute, and as soon as they had crossed the moat, they began to gallop, and soon the sound of horses' hooves disappeared into the night wind.

The gates closed slowly, and the heavy squeaks were mixed with two low conversations.

"In just one day, Dingbei Hou encountered three waves of assassins, how different is this from taking off his armor."

"It's better to worry about yourself than to worry about yourself. I persuaded and persuaded, and I was blocked, even if I had nothing to do with you. ”

......

At this time, at the gate on the other side. Wan Wan finally seized the opportunity to change the guard, and sneaked in as light as the wind.

She walked cautiously all the way to the outside of the Dingbei Hou Mansion, looking at the familiar building, but suddenly felt that her feet were stuck in the mud.

The place in front of her that she thought was home actually seemed a little strange at the moment. It is clear that nothing has changed, even after such a big incident, nothing has changed here. Even the guards didn't add the last one.

Slowly, Simen has already seen that the person behind the scenes is Fengqing City, and even those henchmen in the secret of King Jin will not give up easily. He must have been the target of the public at this time, but the mansion did not increase the guards.

Even the city gates have changed the time and method of changing guards. Would he be so unsuspecting?

It's clearly quirky.

The remnants of the clouds in the sky have already completely dispersed. Starry sky and snowy night, beautiful scenery.

Wan Wan hid in the shadows, frozen.

She didn't know when he was true and when he was fake. Thinking in the worst direction, everything she judged might be wrong. In case, he deliberately made her judge like this, but in fact, there was another purpose......

She has been tossing in the ghost world for so many years, and she was so miserable by the ghost that she got this period of life, so she didn't have to waste it like this.

For a man, he wants to die or live, it's not a big deal.

is that the truth is not so unbearable, he really planned everything for her. But he never believed her, and this one is confirmed. The current situation cannot be denied, how can she act as if nothing has happened.

It's come to this, or ...... Forget it.

The world is big, find a man who is eye-catching and honest, and there are not so many things in between, can't you find it?

As soon as she thought about it, Wan Wan felt that her eyes were soft and her nose was sour.

There are men who are eye-catching and honest, and there are men who are not separated by many things, but none of them are him.

Wan Wan walked out of the shadow, walked a few steps to the Dingbei Hou Mansion and paused vividly. She rubbed her eyes vigorously and spat hard at her shadow.

It's just a man, what's the big deal.

It's just a broken love, the sky hasn't fallen, and the earth hasn't fallen. She is still well in this world, and can enjoy everything that she can enjoy as a human being.

The discomfort at this moment is just the lack of dopamine secretion in her head. Eat a lot of egg yolks, milk, tomatoes, and tyrosine, and it won't take long to get better.

She had come here on a business with the demon for pleasure. If you continue to struggle like this, wouldn't it be happier than when you were a ghost?

The longevity that I finally got is still to live happily, to do something that I didn't have time to do in my previous life, and to experience some experiences that I didn't have in my previous life. That's not a waste.

As a human being, there is much more to life than love. She still had to hurry up and be a person who had escaped from low-level interests.

For example, get a sect organization like the Jianghu Tingyu Pavilion. Use the things in Cheng Wu's computer to pour out some objects, and find a way to sell them to King Qin at a high price, so that he can be pitted for a good life. In this way, the people in the four gates have a place to go and a livelihood. Moreover, putting aside the pit silver, this is also the fulfillment of the wish of Emperor Yan Sheng.

She still has to find a way to find the four sects, so that she can learn the art of immortal mystery. When you return to the ghost world after the number of years is exhausted, you can use your means to clean up the big-headed ghost, but you can't just call it a pit for nothing.

Those beautiful blueprints, just thinking about it, there is a faint sense of joy in the chest.

See, there are so many things that can be done in this world, and so many things that can be happy. She doesn't have to be obsessed with the amount of dopamine at all.

Wan Wan took a deep breath and spit it out. Only then did I realize that I was so entangled that even my palms were sweating.

She lifted her hand and removed the strip of cloth that had been tied to her hand. While feeling the refreshing coolness in the palm, something between the fingers was detached along with the strip of cloth, and the root of the fingers suddenly felt an uncomfortable lightness.

That hand was empty, and there was nothing between his fingers except the cold wind coming and going.

Wan Wan looked down and saw a few scorching reds falling on the snow.

The ring he gave her was shattered. The hard material of red blood jade is shattered when it is said to be broken.

After being stunned for a moment, Wan Wan thought: Okay, if it's broken, it's broken.

She wiped the sweat from her palms, stretched her muscles and bones under the starry snowy night, and then walked away on tiptoe.

From time to time, the cold wind blew a layer of snow, and in a short time it erased the shallow feather-like footprints.

The stars were missing one by one, and the sky was overcast.

Feng Qingcheng turned in from the corner of the street, and the smell of blood and hemostatic medicine on his body was particularly abrupt in this fresh morning breeze.

Fu Xian was very worried and said in the back: "Master Hou, you haven't closed your eyes for two days and nights, let's take a break." Want to come ......."

Feng Qingcheng suddenly stopped.

Fu Xian thought that his body could not stand it, so he hurriedly reached forward to help, but saw him jump off the horse, walk to the corner of the wall, bend down and pick up a dirty strip of cloth.

Fu Xian looked at it as a dirty strip of cloth, but Feng Qingcheng recognized that the fabric was on Wan Wan's sleeve.

He grabbed the piece of cloth tightly, looked around, raised his voice and called "Wan Wan" a few times, and then seemed to think of something, and swept directly over the wall to the house.

Fu Xian finally reacted, he did not rush into the mansion but immediately ordered everyone to search carefully.

As soon as his Hou Ye touched his wife in the past two days, his behavior was a little unsafe, and he needed to be careful and careful to stabilize the Hou Ye all the time.

There were not many people in the Dingbei Hou Mansion, and Mrs. Tai and the others were all transferred to the side. Qi Ao Zhai is even quieter, only the "gurgling" sound of the dialing pot on the table, churning out some heat to increase the breath.

The ingredients on the table were never touched, and the joy and hope that had just risen in Feng Qingcheng's heart sank back inch by inch, and it sank deeper than before.

She never returned.

When the man came to the house, he did not come in. What does this mean......

In a trance, I don't know how long I have been standing like this. Suddenly, I heard Fu Xian behind him and said, "Master Hou...... Found this on the ground outside the house. ”

Feng Qingcheng turned his head and saw Fuxian holding a white silk. The snow-white silk was supported by a few small pieces of jade that were red like pigeon's blood, and two silver flower branches.

He reached over and grabbed the broken ring in his hand. The small chill quickly melted away from the warmth of his palm, and he held the ring as if he didn't hold anything.

Feng Qingcheng walked slowly to the dressing table and gently placed the broken ring on the dressing table. After a while, he spoke up, "Go to the library to find a piece of red blood jade." ”

Fu Xian answered, hung his head and retreated.

Feng Qingcheng stood alone for a long time, his gaze slowly falling to the chilling picture.

Ninety-nine is back to spring, and it is still half empty. The red fat fragrance on the picture is still there, but the person who lit the red fat is no longer there. [Jinghua Old Dream Volume. ENDS]

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