Later, all her disasters were given by this escort, who cut off her feet and cut off her back road, and in four years, she not only connected her own feet, but also paved her own way little by little.

Now, she's on the road.

The man's warm and cool silhouette became more and more deep and thoughtful, and when he mentioned her, his eyes were already gentle: "Yes, she has been on the road alone, and this scene has finally begun." ”

The wind outside the house was getting stronger, and he looked up at the swaying branches outside the window, and his thoughts were heavy at the moment.

The wind came in little by little, and the man sat in the swaying shadow of the lamp, the outline of his side face became more and more blurry and hazy, leaving only a touch of mystery, and his words became deep and treacherous: "I don't know what kind of mood Yan Xie will be in when he meets her again?!" ”

As he said this, he let out a soft laugh, and with a smile and a smile, he coughed heavily.

Zhou Xixi took the medicine handed over by the maid next to him, and hurriedly gave him the medicine on his lips, the man took a few sips, frowned slightly, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "She is right, it is difficult for doctors to treat themselves, and these medicines are useless." ”

He pushed the medicine bowl away, and squinted at the branches of the trees outside the house that swayed in the wind, and in his eyes, those branches were the devils dancing wildly, and in the dark night, there were countless shadowy souls.

When Zhou Xixi and Xiuniang were sad, he opened his mouth and ordered: "When she comes back, let her come to see me." ”

He believed that she would be able to come out without his help.

"Okay." Zhou Xixi hurriedly agreed.

His eyes ached a little from the flickering light, so he closed his eyes softly, and whispered, "In a few days, it will be her wedding day, and I want to see her." ”

Seeing that he was sad and melancholy, Xiuniang couldn't help but say something of comfort: "You also know that this is just a marriage in name only, there is no need to be sentimental, we are her family, and no one can replace us." ”

She knew that he was worried that his wayward girl would become someone else's wife and forget about him.

He didn't speak, leaned quietly on the cushion, I don't know if he listened to Xiuniang's words, and finally fell asleep, he leaned on the cushion and said groggyly: "I really want to go back to Chuzhou." ”

One sentence made everyone uncomfortable, only he had fallen asleep deeply.

I really want to go back to Chuzhou, his girl is still by his side, and it only belongs to him.

Many years later, Xiuniang and their eyes turned red every time they remembered this sentence that they wanted to go back to Chuzhou, the years played tricks on people, and later, we couldn't go back.

The night is deep and the wind is heavy, the snow has begun to melt, revealing the red walls and green tiles, the swaying dead trees have begun to pull out new shoots, but the spring breeze can not bring the slightest vitality to the breath, this palace is still a cage.

The man wore a black trench coat and stepped on gold silk hooks and riding boots from the long palace road of the deep palace, carrying a delicate hexagonal palace lamp, emitting a faint blue glow, coming from the darkness, the wind whimpered behind him, and the frost and snow left frost white on his hair.

The guards in front of the prison watched him approach step by step and saluted respectfully.

The contours of the man's cold and three-dimensional face were even deeper under the reflection of the flames in front of the prison, the sword eyebrows entered the sideburns, the thin lips were slightly pursed, and the coldness was in vain.

Raising the token in his hand, the guard retreated to let him in, and the heavy iron door of the cell opened, making a rumbling sound, and Yan Xie built this iron cage to trap the most terrible person.

Helan chaos is also a cancer in his heart.

The gate opened, revealing a wide and far-reaching avenue, and the torches on both sides could not illuminate the wide road, and the person walked in, step by step, and then he sank deeper and deeper into it, and finally seemed to be swallowed up by darkness after entering the secret door of hell.

Sticking out of the door, there were copper doors, and behind the copper doors, there were people who Yan Xie wanted to trap.

Seeing someone coming, those prisoners just looked indifferently, not like an ordinary cell, begging to let them out, but no one said a word, so the whole huge cell was so quiet that there was no popularity at all.

It's like the depths of hell.

Ji Honggu sat cross-legged against the wall, listening to the steady footsteps coming from the long road, step by step, walking very smoothly and calmly, she outlined the current look on his face in her mind, it must be terrifyingly cold.

Thinking about it, a smile appeared on her face, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

"What's so funny, let's talk to this king, and make this king happy!" The man's low, slightly hoarse voice came from the front, he was already standing firmly in front of her cell, the wind lamp in his hand illuminated the face of the woman behind the bronze door in a blur, and the slight curvature of her lips turned into a strange flower of darkness in the cold and gloomy cell.

The silhouette of the man is terribly cold.

She just laughed, but wouldn't say a word.

He stood there waiting, waiting for her to speak, and the torches burning in the corridor of the cell made a crackling sound, and the fire suddenly brightened, and he could see the silhouette of the woman in the darkness, and the thin side face, and for a moment he felt very much like the woman.

The knife cutting is average, and the arc is like a pole.

He couldn't help but gently hook the corners of his lips and laughed self-deprecatingly, like what's the use, it's finally different.

Unable to wait for her to speak, he opened his mouth to break the silence: "You expected that this king would come, so you dared to enter this hell prison with them so willfully, and now you are becoming more and more bold and presumptuous." ”

In King Anling's tone, there was a cold, hard and ruthless aura.

He was very unhappy that Ji Honggu could predict his thoughts, he didn't like others to speculate on his thoughts, of course, few people could guess his heart like this woman.

She leaned against the wall and looked over with gray eyes, and smiled: "You have no choice but to come." ”

She knew very well the reason why Chong Louyue wanted to marry her, and cooperating with the Po Sa Sect was his only choice to seize the world.

The Po Sa Sect is the biggest cancer in Yan Xie's heart.

And now, Chong Louyue still persistently believes that Mo Zijin, who plotted to judge the affairs of the world, is still alive, he is still alive, he must be the person behind Ji Honggu, and if he marries Ji Honggu, he can be like a tiger!

He was not angry, and he was frank about the purpose of marrying Ji Honggu: "You have to thank yourself, thanks to the person who taught you!" ”

For him, it is not only a tool for revenge, but also a feeling.

Ji Honggu nodded, agreeing with his words.