Yan Xi also returned, until the palace door was closed, and Zhao Huiwei's shadow was no longer visible, Yan Xi turned around and looked up slightly ahead.

The palace walls are heavy, she is thrown like a chess piece in the Dayan Palace, the future is uncertain, she can't go out of the palace, this may be the last time they will meet.

Yan Xi looked at the palace gate again, hoping that she would complete the task sent by Southern Xinjiang this time, and she would still have the life to get out alive, still the ordinary Chen Chunhong from before.

How nice it would be to be able to sit in the courtyard with Zhao Huiwei talking and laughing, chatting together in the warm sun.

Zhao Huiwei's carriage was driving on the official road, and only after a short distance, she suddenly covered her heart with her hands, and her ruddy face turned pale in an instant.

Yingluo, who was sitting opposite her, immediately became nervous: "Girl, what's wrong with you?" ”

Zhao Huiwei couldn't say what she felt, the sudden dull pain just now calmed down again, and she slowed down before she said, "It's okay, maybe it's too hot, and your heart palpitates, right?" ”

Yingluo still reached out for her pulse, although she learned poison, but she can still diagnose the pulse simply, she frowned slightly, held her breath, and finally moved her hand away: "It's not a big deal, it is estimated that it is really hot." ”

Yingluo lifted the curtain, and the breeze with the heat came in, she was a little melancholy: "There is a big drought in the north, and even the capital in the south is hot and windy, when will it rain, relieve this heat." ”

Zhao Huiwei put her hand on her lap, and there was a strange fragrance in the air, and she felt that her heart was densely painful, like thousands of ants drilling holes, painful and disgusting.

She lowered her eyes, holding back her strangeness.

Strange, what's wrong with her? Isn't the law going to punish her again?

The carriage drove by, and there was a figure hiding in the dark, looking at the carriage she had passed, before she walked out of the shadows, if Zhao Huiwei was here, she would definitely be able to recognize that she was the ghost sect sleeve incense that she was betrayed by her backhand, and at this time she had a black box in her hand.

The sleeve fragrance eyes were cold, just because of Zhao Huiwei, her good sister Tongle disappeared, and she didn't know where to go, she lowered her eyes and looked at the box in her hand.

This is a Gu King, specially prepared for their goddess, the sect master of the Ghost Sect was afraid that she would be disobedient, so he specially fed her Gu, the Gu worm had already melted into her blood, and she didn't dare to resist.

Luo Sheng woke up to the sound of screams and the crowd running wildly, and she felt a dull pain in the back of her head and someone outside screaming bitterly.

"The remnants of Dayan have slaughtered the city, run, run!"

The doors and windows crackled, and Luo Sheng slowly came back to her senses, looking at the dilapidated houses around her, and then at her thin little hands.

It was not her hand, which was delicate and soft, slippery and white, raised in a pile of gold, when did it become so rough.

Suddenly there was an extra memory in her mind, and she was directly stunned on the spot, she wore a book so much! was also unlucky, just in time to enter the thank-you slaughter.

And this is the Jinjiang City of the Dasheng Dynasty, which was slaughtered by the remnants of the Great Yan at this moment.

In the book, the demon king Xie Ci held a silver sword all the way into Shengjing, and the blood was full of mountains and rivers everywhere he passed, complaining, and the corpses were all over the field.

And she is also very miserable, and she is also a member of the slaughter, Luo Sheng cried instantly, didn't she just complain about this bloody plot. The author is also a ruthless person, how miserable she is, she doesn't treat Xie Ci as a person, she feels a little sorry for the villain, who knows that she will come in to experience life when she wakes up.

Before she could recover her senses, she heard the door panel "bang" and shatter.

Luo Sheng looked up in horror, and there was a man dressed in black standing outside the door, blood stained the hem of his clothes, and every step he took left a blood mark on the ground.

He turned against the light, the blood on his face had solidified, but it couldn't hide the beauty of his eyebrows and eyes, red lips and black hair, amazingly beautiful. Silver Sword