Feng Jing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at her carefully for a moment with an inquiring gaze, and refused with an expressionless face: "No." ”

Shangguan Jiyue: "...... I haven't said anything, and you're so completely refused? ”

Feng Jingzhi's face turned around expressionlessly, and said slowly: "If it's because of Pingluo's identity, you don't need to be like this at all!" Of course, if you're willing to accept sleepless feelings, maybe I'll change my mind. Even if he knew it later, Sleepless was fully capable of ......"

"Say no more! Pei Feng and I will never be! Without waiting for Feng Jingzhi to finish speaking, Shangguan Jiyue hurriedly stood up and interrupted him, picked up the teacup in a little panic, and poured a few sips, choking her and coughing.

Feng Jingzhi is just because he is in a good mood today, so he just talks about it. Of course, he knew that Shangguan Jiyue couldn't accept sleeplessness, but seeing her overreact like this, he couldn't help but laugh.

"No matter the appearance, character, wealth, or status, Sleepless is no worse than Huangfu Chen, and besides, I don't need to tell you what Sleepless has for you, you should be very clear." He turned slowly, "Why can't you just accept sleeplessness?" ”

"Yes! Pei Feng: He's good! Shangguan Jiyue's hand holding the cup was a little unsteady, and she suddenly sat down on the stone bench, choking and said, "But, ...... In this world, the most uncontrollable thing is the human heart......"

When Feng Jingzhi heard this, she sneered a few times, and the words she said were even more merciless, and every word poked at her sore spots.

"Don't lie to yourself anymore, no matter who he is, and whether he has the blood of the Nanchi royal family in his body or not, you love him! There's no way you can't help but love him! ”

Feng Jingzhi's words were like a sharp blade, directly cutting through the deepest part of Shangguan Jiyue's heart. Let everything be bloody and exposed to the sun, there is nothing to hide, and tears will instantly and irrepressibly burst out of the eyes.

Yes, just like Feng Jingzhi said, she loves him and loves him deeply. There's no way she can't help but love him, and she misses him all the time. Every time she thought of that tall ink-colored figure, and the thought that she couldn't be with him, her heart hurt and almost suffocated. She had taken his name deep into her bones, occupying every vein of her body.

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Dozens of men in black were like ghosts of the night, and they suddenly appeared without warning. They are flexible, and there are no fancy martial arts moves, such as splitting, stabbing, and slashing...... The moves are simple and crude, but the moves kill people. Although their whole bodies were wrapped in black clothing, the eyes that were exposed were really cold, revealing the cruelty of death, and they looked like well-trained killers or dead soldiers.

Their suicidal style of play was chilling, and after a fight, the long corridor was littered with stumps and broken arms, and rivers of blood flowed. There are black-clad killers and soldiers in military uniforms, and there is a thick bloody atmosphere.

Looking back, it really seems to be purgatory on earth. Such a tragic degree has only been encountered on the battlefield.

There are very few of the hundred and ten people brought by Huang Fuchen now, and none of the people in black can stand up. Occasionally, there was a sitting one, with one arm broken, and a sword stuck in his chest, and he was pressed against the stone wall, and the blood was pouring down. Hanging his head, he saw that he had more air and less air.

All the people who were still alive were covered in color, and their clothes looked like they had been fished out of blood. There are their own, and there are also men in black who have already been killed by them.

Liuxia was no exception, while bandaging his wounds, he gasped and scolded his mother fiercely, and spat two mouthfuls of saliva on the ground.

Feige glanced at him lightly, without saying a word, there was a long knife wound on his arm, the skin and flesh were turned out, the blood flowed like an infusion, and the white bones of the forest could be seen deeply.

Mo Yi and the tall soldier rested against the stone wall beside them, their faces were also covered in blood, and their clothes were cut by the sword several long cuts, and blood continued to seep out.

Several soldiers were so badly injured that their lives were in danger at any moment, and they had completely lost the strength to stand up and walk.

The least injured one should be Huang Fuchen. Although the clothes on his body also appeared to have a few knife cuts, it was obvious that the wounds were not deep.

At this time, his face was silent, and he glanced in the direction of Mo Yi, then lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

After resting for a while, the few of them got up and left the corridor step by step and walked again.

When Huangfu Chen and the others appeared in Shangguan Jiyue's sight, her body stiffened, and her legs were stunned in place as if they had been filled with lead.

Her eyes were fixed on the inky figure moving, but her hands were covering her mouth hard, trying not to cry. But the tears flowed like beads with broken threads, and they couldn't stop. A great pain welled up in her heart, as if a thousand hands were tearing at her heart.

It's only been a few days since I saw him, what has he been tossing himself into?

The man's face was covered in blood, a few strands of hair were sticking to his cheeks, and the blue-black stubble covered his entire jaw, looking haggard and embarrassed. Dressed in ink-colored clothes, although there was no blood, but several cuts were cut by sharp weapons, which looked tattered. Only the figure was still tall and slender, his eyes were as cold as cold stars, and his gaze swept across every corner of the hall with some anxious and expectant eyes.

Although he couldn't see her, his eyes seemed to be sensitive, staring at the position where Shangguan Jiyue was standing, and he looked quietly for a long time before turning away.

Her heart trembled slightly, and she felt like something was rushing straight to her heart. For a moment, she wanted to do nothing, so she rushed out, threw herself into his arms, hugged him, and kissed him......

At this moment, the two of them were obviously close at hand, but there was an invisible barrier separating each other, and they had to move farther and farther apart.

Shangguan Jiyue was trapped in his emotions at this time, and he didn't notice that Feng Jingzhi behind him instantly darkened his entire face when he saw one of them.

Although the man changed his appearance, he would never admit the silhouette of his body.

He actually appeared here, and he was still with Mo Yi. This shows that he came on someone's order, and the formation he laid out could not hide it from him at all.

Thinking of this, Feng Jingzhi seemed to be touched by the scales, and instantly became irritable and abnormal. How can it be? He tried his best to remove the Gu poison on his body, and wanted to sneak into Beicang to secretly get back the bones of his beloved woman, so that her soul could return to her hometown. He just wants to guard her bones for the rest of his life, has this become a luxury?

No, no one can be allowed to sabotage his plans, not anyone! Come to think of it. Feng Jingyi grabbed Shangguan Jiyue's arm and said in a deep voice: "Go!" Get out of here! ”

Even though the hand that was clasped on her arm at this time was like an iron tong, she felt like her whole arm was going to be broken when she pinched it. But Shangguan Jiyue was indifferent, she just wanted to take one more look at the tall figure that made her miss day and night.

Suddenly, she saw Mo Yi and one of the tall soldiers turn around at the same time and walk back in the direction she was standing. And Huang Fuchen also stopped at the same time and looked back in her direction.

However, in the next second, she only felt a numbness in her neck, and she lost consciousness......