The so-called sin is not as good as his wife and children, he can't save Buck, he has to save his parents, wife and children.

When he left the cell, Chen Xujing almost didn't dare to look at Buck, the disaster three years ago had been repeating in his mind, it was the Wu clan at that time, and now, it was Buck.

Did Yan Xie want to kill all the old people back then?

So, when will it be his turn?

Chen Xujing thought so, only felt that the sadness in his heart was so heavy that he couldn't suppress it, the chill in his heart jumped to his limbs, he was cold, and walked in the long palace road leaving the palace in the dark night.

The snow was falling, and at this time the palace had entered a state of deep sleep, and there was no one on the road.

Faithfulness is impressive.

He believed that Buck, who was now in a dark prison, also had such a loyal heart, but as soon as he stumbled, he ruined himself and even his entire family.

Where exactly is the problem?

In the story of Buck's rapid decline, the only strange thing is the name.

He quickened his pace and walked towards the outside of the palace, planning to go before Fengyue Tower closed to find this Liuxiang detective, perhaps, it would be different to find a way to save Buck.

Convinced of this idea, he finally had some hope in his heart.

"Chen Dutong, Chen Dutong ......"

Hearing someone shouting his name from a distance, he stopped and turned around, and saw that one of his subordinates was hurrying over, running too fast, a little out of breath, running to him, and said with a pale face: "Dutong, go and see, Deputy Dutong left a bloody letter and committed suicide by hitting the wall in prison!" ”

Chen Xujing stood in the ice and snow, and suddenly thought that countless thunders had smashed on top of his head, his whole body stiffened, and the sound of the wind in his ears seemed to have dissipated, boom, and the whole world lost its sound.

He stood there for a long time without speaking, and his subordinates knew that he was sad, but they still opened their mouths to call him: "Dutong, go and take a look!" ”

Both of them were very sad.

But unexpectedly, Chen Xujing did not turn around and return to the prison, but raised his feet and left outside the palace, without looking back!

The wind and snow became bigger and bigger, and his subordinates stood in the snow and watched Chen Xujing's stiff voice disappear into the white snow, as if they could see that his shoulders were trembling a little, but they immediately stiffened, and the whole person seemed to drift.

Soon it was gone.

It's even sadder to see it, it's better not to see it!

When Chen Xujing left the palace, the whole person was so cold that he was unconscious at all, the wind and snow were rolling down, and there was no longer a single figure on the long street except for the wind lanterns sparsely hung on both sides of the street.

Those wind lamps were blown by the wind and snow and swayed violently, and the faint light of the fire seemed to be extinguished in the next second.

He walked alone, his mind was blank, he didn't dare to think about Buck's death, he just thought, Buck's today is his tomorrow!

I don't know how long I walked, but the long street seemed to never end, and suddenly I saw a ghostly light in front of the back door of a courtyard, not the light of the wind lamp, but the light of something burning.

Looking from a distance, I saw a thin figure standing in the dim light of the scenery, wearing a white fox fur, waist-length long hair scattered behind her, and the wind was blowing chaotically, and in front of her, a woman who looked like a maid was squatting on the ground, constantly throwing paper money into the fire.

Paper money burns, giving off an indescribable smell.

Someone actually burned paper money for the dead in the middle of the night!