Wan Wan didn't understand what Forsythia wanted a pen and paper for, but she didn't hesitate, and immediately took the special bamboo pen and paper book to her.

Although this bamboo pen can be used as a sharp weapon, if Forsythia intends to use it to injure himself, it can be easily stopped with the ability of Wanwan. In addition, Forsythia is obviously unwilling to change his confession. If she doesn't retract her confession, she only has more than half a day to live, and there is no need for her to hurt herself and kill herself at this moment.

Forsythia took a pen and paper in her hand, and really didn't mean to use them to hurt herself. She turned around, squatted on the ground and covered Wan Wan's sight with her body, and quickly wrote a few words. Then she tore off the piece of paper on which she had written and folded it carefully. He pulled a piece of fabric from the hem of his skirt and wrapped the folded paper tightly in it.

After doing this, Forsythia got up and turned to Wan Wan and said, "If one day the adult's soul loss is cured, open it and look at the contents." ”

Wan Wan reached out to take it, but Forsythia only gave her a pen and paper, and the small cloth bag was still in her hand. Forsythia looked at Wan Wan, and the smile on her face was so vivid, "My lord promised me first, and then I would open it when I remembered those forgotten things." ”

Wan Wan looked at Forsythia for a moment, then nodded in response, "Okay." I promise you. I'll open it again when my soul loss is healed. ”

Forsythia put the cloth bag in Wanwan's palm, and said, "My lord makes a promise, and if you do, you will do it." ”

Wan Wan didn't say anything, just put the cloth bag away. When she was about to ask something more, the smile on Forsythia's face became brighter and brighter, as if she was not on death row at the moment, but in the bustling bushes under the warm sun. She looked at her and said, "Awan, let's go." I owe you my life, and I will pay you back in the next life. ”

With that, she turned back, looked into the void, and hummed an unknown ballad softly.

Wan Wan knew that she couldn't ask anything when she saw her like this. She didn't stay any longer, turned around and walked away.

Stepping out of the prison, the cold wind and light rushed in together. Wan Wan took out the small cloth bag and dismantled it in a hurry—it was the former lord who made the promise, not her.

Forsythia's small cloth bag is really reliable, and the more anxious Wan Wan is, the more she can't open it. She simply sat directly on the stone steps in front of the prison door, put the small cloth bag on her lap and tore it up hard. However, this pliable thing can restrain brute force at certain angles. The more anxious Wan Wan was, the more she couldn't disassemble it, but the more difficult it became to turn the cloth bag upside down.

The head of the Heavenly Gate sat on the stone steps and dismantled a ball of fabric with a anxious face, which attracted the attention of a group of jailers and guards in front of the prison door.

Because of their responsibilities, no matter how curious they are, they only look sideways for a moment. Just when they were secretly amusing in their hearts, they suddenly heard the clanging of the blade out of its sheath. A dazzling sword flashed in the afterglow of his eyes.

The hearts of the jailers and guards suddenly sank, and their limbs trembled for a moment. If this chief arrester wants to rob the prison, they are no match. But where the duty lies, even if they know that they are going to die, they still pull out their blades and point at Wan Wan.

In the next moment, they silently collected their blades, and all of them hung their heads, like quails with their necks shrunk. They were struggling in their hearts whether to apologize or not. Because after they reflexively pulled out their blades, they found that the chief catcher was just cutting the mass of cloth with the bright moon knife.

Hearing the sound of the blade unsheathed around her body, Wan Wan paused the movements under her hand and turned her head to look at the person on the left. The people standing on the left were looked at by her like this, and immediately chose to bow down and apologize. Wan Wan turned her head sideways and looked at the person on her right. This time, without waiting for her eyes to steady, the people on the right bowed down in unison to apologize.

Wan Wan didn't bother with them much, and continued to cut the cloth bag in her hand. The sharpness of the bright moon knife, the broken gold stone is like cutting mud, and the fabric of this area is no problem. After cutting the cloth bag, Wan Wan put the knife into the sheath and quickly pulled out the paper inside.

When she finally took the delicately folded piece of paper in her hand, her body suddenly stiffened.

I'm going to look for someone who is going to die, and I am going to pay attention to what to do with a note!

How do you dismantle this thing?

The paper is fragile and can't stand recklessness, and Wan Wan is so anxious at the moment that she can't bear it. She scratched at the root of her ear, turned her gaze to the side again, and casually pointed to a jailer and said, "You, come here." ”

The jailer stood a little closer, and he was sharp-eyed. It was funny to see Wan Wan who couldn't open the cloth bag in the morning, and at this time, when I saw her take out a delicately folded tangram knot from the cloth bag, I laughed even more secretly in my heart. He was smiling hard, and a little smile was splitting on his face, and when he was called by Wan Wan like this, his legs suddenly trembled.

Even though he knew that he was going to be beaten, he also tried his best to move his legs closer to Wan Wan. According to rumors, if you take the initiative to come over, the master will be lighter. When this person comes to arrest people in person, it will not be as simple as being punched and kicked, and it is likely to be used as a sandbag to be thrown on the wall.

The jailer trembled his legs and moved in front of Wan Wan, revealing a smile that was more ugly than crying, "Ming, what do you command?" ”

Wan Wan lifted the folded note and asked, "Will it be opened?" ”

The jailer's heart was relieved, and he said in a loud voice: "Yes, yes, yes, yes." ”

Wan Wan handed over the note, and the jailer did not completely open it, but only slightly loosened a few overlaps and handed it back to Wan Wan with both hands.

Tear it down to this extent, in fact, it's easy to open.

Wan Wan took it and unfolded the note three times five by two, and after sweeping the contents on it, she was stunned. Then she settled down and read it again, word by word. Immediately, the whole person jumped up.

The jailer was looking at his toes with his hands down, but he was startled by Wan Wan's action, thinking that she was going to jump up and beat herself, so he immediately squatted down and hugged his head and shouted: "Catch the big man and spare the little one." ”

When he shouted, he was met only by the whistling wind and the unceremonious teasing of the jailers.

When I raised my head, I realized that there was still a trace of the chief catcher in front of me.

Wan Wan had swept away several feet away at this time. She ran for a while, suddenly stopped, and after a few turns in place, she turned around and ran in the direction of Tianmen.

At first glance, the content of the note only made her feel a burst of scorching on the outside and tender on the inside, but after a little association, she vaguely had a lot of doubts in her heart.

There is not much content on the note, and Forsythia's intention is not to avenge herself or explain anything, but to warn her, to be precise, to warn the former master: Don't be emotional about Zhan Xiaofeng anymore.

There are only six words on the note, and these six words make up two names: Zhan Xiaofeng and Long Yangjun.