The warm and pure male voice echoed in his ears, Hua Qi'an always looked like a gentle willow and weak, saying the most resolute words.

That day Su said: "Lao Tzu doesn't know what chess game is, I only know that you are in it, then I must also swear to accompany you to the death." ”

Perhaps he felt that Hua Qi'an's gaze at him was too hot for a while.

Or maybe it's to say something so sensual.

After Li Changshu left, he heard the door slamming on the ground, and that day Su suddenly stood up from behind the round platform, lit the lotus lamp again, and stood back to the position of the iron pillar just now.

Chu Jiujiu lowered his head and snickered, looked at the young man with doting eyes, and walked over.

The roots of Su's ears were really easy to turn red that day, they would be red when they spoke, they would be red when they touched it, and sometimes they would be red when Chu Jiu looked at them.

Chu Jiujiu is used to it, this kid is too shy.

The more such a person is, the more simple and kind he is, the more Chu Jiujiu wants to protect him, so that he will always be a high-spirited young man.

Situ Wan, who saw Li Changshu leave, frowned and looked in the direction where Li Changshu left, and fell into deep thought, Chu Jiujiu looked at her and asked, "What are you thinking?" ”

"It's familiar." Situ Wan's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and the image of a young man lying in a pool of blood flashed in his mind, his pupils shook, and he was so excited that he grabbed Chu Jiuyue's hand: "Sister... I've seen him, ...... in Liangzhou"

Saying that, Situ Wan twisted her eyebrows and slapped her head heavily, looking very painful, Chu Jiujiu stretched out his hand to reassure, "If you can't think of it, you don't want to, don't worry, let's take our time." ”

Chu Jiujiu protected her head, and her hand was slapped hard, it hurt hotly, but when she saw Situ Wan, who had slapped her head countless times in front of her, she didn't feel pain.

I just felt that there was a cruel gaze on Situ Wan, as if she couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to beat the person in front of her.

Chu Jiujiu raised his eyes and glanced at Na Ri Su.

The young man's grim gaze quickly retracted.

Situ Wan slumped to the ground suddenly, her eyes were empty, Chu Jiujiu squatted down and asked her in a female voice, "Ah Wan, are you okay?" Sister will take you out now, and you can go wherever you want in the future, and you don't have to be locked up here. ”

Situ Wan's eyes were scarlet and she looked at Chu Jiuyue: "Sister...... I saw him... He fell in a pool of blood... It's so close to me, but I forgot my name..."

Her voice trembled: "I'm sorry ......"

What are you sorry for?

Chu Jiujiu was a little puzzled, but in her eyes, she was Mo Sheng.

Is it just because you didn't answer the question you asked?

Situ Wan's love, eager and public, must be known to everyone.

And Mo Sheng, Chu Jiujiu has no way of knowing.

A heroic and glamorous beauty, when she was a teenager, she rode a white horse, a spear on her back, a red dress with a waist, a fresh dress and an angry horse, holding the reins, wearing stars and the moon.

But the people who are thinking about it in their hearts are in the coffin, their souls are sealed, the paper money flying all over the streets, and the people who are talking about it are all telling the girl on the white horse that the beloved is dead.

Yong'an is full of flowers, there is no paper money grand, hiding the sorrow in her heart, shattered, and her world has been dark since then.

Chu Jiujiu helped the person who was paralyzed on the ground up and pushed it under the light, but the person stopped resisting.

Through the light, looking at Situ Wan with pale sideburns in front of him, Chu Jiujiu didn't know why, the ghost sent a god to reach out and lead the person and walk out.

"He" wants to take Situ Wan out.

Chu Jiujiu thought so and did so.

No matter how the people in his hands resisted, Chu Jiujiu only pulled himself, and the more he resisted, the harder Chu Jiujiu's hand became.

For a moment they forgot about the chains that were tied to the iron wall behind the man, until they could no longer pull them.

Behind him, Su called out: "Flower prayer!" ”

"You can't take her with you."

The young man's voice smashed Chu Jiu's heart and felt sullen.

But can't you really take it away?

Chu Jiujiu doesn't believe it!

"He" wants to take it away!

Chu Jiujiu felt that Situ Wan clenched her hand tightly on her back, only to hear her hoarsely say, "Sister... Have you finally forgiven Awan and are going to take me to hell? ”

Chu Jiujiu was stunned, turned around, and looked at her gently: "Sister will take you home." ”

"It's decided?" Nari Su asked.

"Yes." Chu Jiujiu nodded without hesitation.

It turned out that for Situ Wan, going to hell was the most extravagant thing.

Situ Wan was even afraid of dying, and if she went to hell, Mo Sheng would blame her, so she didn't even dare to die.

But what is to blame for her?

Blame her for being single and weak, and she can't hold hundreds of people by herself?

Or do you blame her for more than ten years, suffering a lot of humiliation, just to stab the enemy?

It shouldn't be like this.

Chu Jiujiu thought so, and saw that day Su was looking around with a lotus lantern.

The dungeon is not small, surrounded by iron walls, the round platform where Chu Jiujiu is located, like a altar, this is the place where Situ Wan stays, the chain is five meters long, one end will bind Situ Wan, and the other end is stared at the iron wall.

That day Su stretched out his hand and tugged at it, but the chain was pulled tighter, and it didn't move at all.

The day Su, who was thrown away the broadsword, frowned.

Chu Jiujiu saw it in his eyes, but except for blood stains, stones, and torture tools, there was indeed nothing else...

Wait a minute...

Instruments of torture!

Chu Jiujiu's pupils shrank slightly, and he ran towards the torture instrument on the side, and that Ri Su obviously thought about it, and the two of them stood in front of the torture instrument almost at the same time.

Without too much communication, one look can be understood.

Use a tool to pry the nail open!

Pick and choose, Su picked a soldering iron that day, and Chu Jiu picked a shovel.

Walking to the end of the chain, Chu Jiujiu rolled up his sleeves and was full of energy: "Come on!" ”

Chu Jiujiu's strength was obviously not as strong as that day.

After just a few pries, Chu Jiujiu was tired and panting, but when he thought of taking Situ Wan out, it seemed that there was a steady stream of power pouring out from under his hands.

That day Su was different, carrying a big knife of more than ten catties all day long, this is pediatrics for him, seeing the little boy in the crimson robe, the green tendons were obvious, he raised his hand to hold the little boy's hand, and pressed it down!

Chu Jiujiu's shoulder was patted and pushed away.

The one who broke into front of him was Situ Wan, who was hunched over.

She pried down hard, as calm as that day Su.

Chu Jiujiu: "......" Why do you feel like a superfluous person?

I'm afraid that Situ Wan and that day Su suddenly looked at each other, secretly hiding needles,-for-tat, I really don't know why?

About a cup of tea, the nails were loosened.

The two of them were sweating profusely, holding on to the soldering iron and shovel.

Chu Jiujiu quickly picked up the iron rod from the side and roared, "Get up!" ”

The pupils of the two shrank and they quickly stopped.

The iron rod hit just the moment when the prying rebounded.

Slam it down.

Bite!

The sound of a hand-sized nail falling to the ground.

Then, Chu Jiujiu threw the iron rod in his hand and raised his eyebrows: "Perfect." ”

Under the surprised gaze of the two, Chu Jiujiu patted the rust on his hand and walked over, and continued in a female voice: "Let's go, I will be discovered in a while." ”

"Oh, yes, Awan." Pulling Situ Wan halfway, Chu Jiujiu thought of something and added: "Remember that my current name is Hua Qi'an, and I am a man." ”

As he spoke, Chu Jiujiu quickly transformed into a warm and clean young man's voice: "Identity, he is a doctor, do you know?" In order not to let Li Yiyang find out, you must remember to know? ”

"Hmm..."

Before Situ Wan finished speaking, Chu Jiujiu heard an affirmative well, pressed the tiger head that Li Changshu had pressed just now, turned around, and the stairs went down, and when he raised his feet, he pulled people to the entrance of the dungeon, and was pressed by a piece of floor.

Chu Jiujiu lifted the floor, revealing only a pair of eyes, and glanced around vigilantly.

It seems that for so many years, no one has come to the study, and no one has guarded it.