Looking at the frustrated appearance, the hearts of the three of them slammed, they all miscalculated something.

Once, they wanted to hurt the madman, but gradually, they all expected that it would not happen. However, it is just an expectation, not a reality. The mistakes of the past are like knives, one by one, inserted into the body of the madman, and even if they are pulled out, they are only one bloody hole after another.

Wu Chuan wanted to appear in front of the madman and tell him that he had made a mistake, if he could turn back time, he would definitely not rob him of the identity of the emperor and queen again, he would not rob him of the emperor, and he would definitely be a brother with him sincerely and start all over again.

But he couldn't. He's just a coward.

Never- was just a coward hiding behind a mask.

"I don't know what kind of calamity he has survived with this key to the tribulation, it's useless. Fu Jin said resentfully. If the emperor and queen can really survive the catastrophe, how can the northern kingdom die?

The madman didn't care about his sudden true intentions, but remembered that the emperor used his name to calculate a hexagram after the harmless ceremony, saying that he was also the key to the catastrophe.

There is only one key to the catastrophe that wants to come to the northern country, and that is him.

When the emperor was thirty years old, he should marry himself, not Wuchuan.

Although I don't know why he looks so similar to himself, and I don't know why he learned about the fan, he did impersonate himself, so that Qianjia and the northern country would be hit hard again and again.

harmed himself until the emperor's death, and he didn't recognize him as his little brother!

It's him!

He's the one who started it!

"Wuchuan!"

The madman suddenly stood up and found a new enemy, his body filled with the power of hatred.

Wu Chuan's body trembled suddenly, and he was completely disqualified from redeeming this friendship.

"What Wuchuan. Fu Jin thought he was diverting the topic.

The frenzied indifferent gaze swept over the well and fell on him, but flew away without saying anything.

Fu Jin was stunned and looked at Ma Jing, "Have you heard of Wuchuan?"

Ma Jing glanced at him and glanced away, what have you heard, I don't know it, what do you know, I won't tell you anyway.

Fu Jin realized that Ma Jing couldn't answer himself, paused slightly, and said lightly: "Since he didn't kill you, I can't touch you, and I have to ask ......for instructions."

Ma Jing closed his eyes indifferently, what he feared most had already happened, what else was he afraid of? It's just a pity that he didn't have a chance to apologize to the madman.

He ruined his happiness with his own hands.

The people who loved him in this world left him one by one.

But there is nothing I can do.

"Okay, you sleep. With that, Fu Jin took the door and left.

Wu Chuan was still alone in the house, I don't know when, he forgot about his luck, standing in the room, the shadow blocked the candle that should have shone on Ma Jing's face, Ma Jing unconsciously opened his eyes, and when he saw it, he was taken aback.

Wu Chuan suddenly reacted, and when he saw that he had discovered himself, he couldn't help but have a long night's dreams, and his eyes were suddenly fierce: "You used the madness to kill the emperor, you deserve to die!"

As he spoke, the palm with the strong wind fell on Ma Jing's heavenly spirit, Ma Jing's eyes widened, and he didn't blink his eyes, never thought that he would end up dying in the hands of a person who had been easily caught, this person looked very similar to the madness, but from the beginning, there was no sincerity and purity in his eyes, and there was no form.

But how could he suddenly appear?

How can he do martial arts?

How could he know that he had killed the emperor with his wounds?

Could it be ......

He's going to be temporary!

In the last moments, Ma Jing didn't have much time to think, so he could only remember Wu Chuan's hateful face, and then as his soul left, all the memories disappeared.

He's dead.

Wu Chuan looked at the blood flowing from the corners of Ma Jing's mouth, and his eyes that lost their brilliance, he breathed a sigh of relief, but he quickly became uneasy, he had killed many people, but in recent days, he seemed to have forgotten that he was a villain, but just now......

He took a step back, and suddenly stared at the window, remembering the appearance of the madness leaving, he rolled his Adam's apple, and swept out quickly—

Fang Hua is still in the palace.

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Standing on the roof of the Linxian Palace, the black-clothed madness and the dark night sky merged into one, and the guards in a circle did not notice it.

But he just stood there, staring at the tiles under his feet and hesitating.

Do you want to go in and see him?

Do you want to kill him?

He is the one who has harmed the northern kingdom like this!

It's him!

After trying to persuade himself again, he lifted the rubble.

Fang Hua jumped down from the bed and looked up, facing the gaze of the madman who was about to come down.

The madman was worried that he would scream, but he didn't.

The madness fell down and looked at him, and he looked at the madness too.

They hadn't met, they had met so squarely.

Fang Hua had seen the injury maniac because he had followed him. But the madman has never seen him, and he must be a person with extremely strong martial arts.

It is impossible for the palace attendants in the palace to have such skills, even the guards will not have them.

"Who are you?" said his frenzied gaze, scanning the deserted bedchamber through him. Except for the bed, there was dust everywhere, the teacups on the table were lying in a mess, and the lid of the teapot was lying on the table in embarrassment, and it was full of dust.

It seems that no one has used it for a long time.

"What about Wu Chuan?" he didn't see Wu Chuan's shadow, there were only two footprints on the ground, which must have been left by the man in front of him just walking.

"How did you come. Fang Hua looked at his untidy appearance and asked rhetorically. He has been trapped here for more than half a month, and there is no news from the outside world, if he doesn't believe in his master's skills, he will definitely think that he has nothing to do.

"You know me?"

"Who in the Northland doesn't know you. Fang Hua looked at him neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"What is the relationship between Wu Chuan and you. ”

"What do you want to do?" Fang Hua glanced at the door, worried that the guards outside would hear, but it was not good to arrange the enchantment at the moment, because if he moved, maybe the other party would think that he wanted to attack and make trouble out of control, and frowned a little embarrassed.

The madness seemed to see what he was thinking, and he blocked it casually, isolating the whole room from the outside world.

"Tell me, what is the relationship between Wuchuan and you. Where did he go? Shouldn't he be the one who is imprisoned here?"

Listening to the tone of the madman, Fang Hua chose to be silent.

"What the hell is his name?"

“......”

"Do you think you can cover up the truth without speaking? Is the name he used when he entered the palace An Chu?"

"......" Fang Hua's eyes stared at the side casually, and continued to be silent. But there were gusts of wind and waves in his heart, how did he know if he didn't hurt him. Didn't the master encounter any danger?

"You don't have to hide it, I already sense your panicked aura. The madman was slightly angry, and hated these liars to the extreme. A person can disguise his appearance, he can be moody, but he cannot decorate his heart with it.

Fang Hua was stunned for a moment, he had already seen through it, and pretending to be any more would only increase the laughing stock, he replied in a deep voice: "What do you want to do when you ask this? Are you here to scold him, or do you want to kill him?"

The frenzy was stunned, but he didn't expect the other party to ask so directly. yes, what do you want to do when you come here yourself?

Fang Hua, who had read countless people, took advantage of the opportunity to pursue the victory, "If you don't want to do anything, then what's the point of asking this?

How do I want to......

The madman looked at Ma Jing with confused and empty eyes, he didn't know what he was doing. Obviously going to find the person who poisoned him, but he found that the poison was passed on to the emperor by himself, and he accidentally discovered that the current situation of the northern kingdom that the emperor loved may be related to the impersonation of the key to the catastrophe, but what is the use of coming to the initiator.

Will the emperor come back to life?

Can the Northland get better?

Can you turn back the clock?

Do you want to do it yourself?

Isn't it your own fault in this matter, from beginning to end?

"Wounded. ”

"Master!"

Fang Hua blurted out, but realized that the madness was still there, and quickly stopped.

Hurt turned around violently, and suddenly, he was stunned, "Your breath ......"

Wu Chuan frowned, "I know martial arts." Said softly.

"Huh. The madman suddenly smiled desolately, he didn't know how much he had to do, "It turns out that the person who has followed me these days is you." ”

Wu Chuan was stunned.

"You forgot that I have a very good nose. "Memories are flooding back, and the jokes of the past have become today's pain.

"Wounded ......"

"Don't call me. The madness took a breath and took a step back, and Wu Chuan's steps forward paused again, "You listen to my explanation." ”

"Explanation ......" frowning, is there anything unclear?

Wu Chuan felt ashamed and indignant, but he had never been as eager to admit his feelings as he was now, he nodded solemnly, "Please." ”

"What's the point? Are you An Chu?" the madman looked at him, his blue eyes full of complexity.

Wu Chuan wanted to say something else, but he couldn't avoid the question, and hesitated, "I'm not, I'm just ......"

"You just deceived me into trusting me and impersonated me, right?"

Wu Chuan looked at the aggressive gaze of the madman, and suddenly became a little confused, shouldn't he have appeared?

"Who the hell are you? The frenzied asked.

He looked at the injury maniac and looked at Fang Hua, "Fang Hua, you can go." ”

"Master. Fang Hua glanced at the madman, and his gaze fell eagerly on the madman. Combined, the two of them are more than enough to deal with an innocent minister.

"It's a matter of the two of us. Wu Chuan said lightly, but when he looked at the turned eyes, he suddenly wanted to tell him that he had killed Yan Changkong, but finally the words came to his lips and swallowed back.

Fang Hua looked at the madness, "If you dare to hurt my master......"

"Fanghua!" Wu Chuan suddenly stern.

"Yes!" Fang Hua respectfully hugged his fist and flew out. He's been worried about the sky for days.

Looking at Fang Hua's departing figure, he said lightly: "Your martial arts are above me, it's nothing to ask him to go." ”

"Wounded. ”

"Kill me faster. If you follow me, you must know about the death of the emperor, right? Listening to the coin yuan, you took care of the emperor's poisoning days," the madman looked at him deeply, "Thank you." ”

"Wounded ......"

"I don't have anything to say to you, if you want to kill, you have to scrape and listen to the respect, anyway, in this world, there is no such thing as my nostalgia. ”

PS: Thank you for the flowers of Jiangnan Bamboo Wind, Momoda.