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However, Ji Xingzhi and the others didn't go far, and the city tower ......

Ji Ruhua saw Ji Xingzhi and the others leaving, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and the hand holding the dagger unconsciously relaxed.

At this moment, Shui Lian Cheyi grabbed Ji Ruhua's hand and wanted to restrain Ji Ruhua.

Unexpectedly, he had just held Ji Ruhua's hand, and what caught his eyes was a blood-stained red gun!

A red spear pierced Ji Ruhua's chest from behind.

Shui Lian Che's pupils shrank suddenly: "Picturesque!" ”

Shui Lianche stretched out his hand to hug Ji Ruhua, so that Ji Ruhua could not fall.

His eyes were firmly fixed on the soldier who took it upon himself to hurt Ji Ruhua, and Shui Lian Che was furious: "Kill him with a thousand knives on the spot!" ”

The soldier's face changed! The eyes are full of puzzlement!

Why? He obviously saved the emperor, why did the emperor kill him?!

It's a pity that he was grabbed by several other soldiers, covering his mouth, and couldn't make a sound at all.

Ji Ruhua leaned on Shui Lian Che's shoulder, and they were very close, like reluctant lovers saying goodbye.

The sudden change on the city tower naturally caused Ji Xingzhi and others to look back.

Ji Ruhua's gaze was far away from Ji Xingzhi, Ji Ruhua wanted to tell Ji Xingzhi to "run away", but she was no longer able to make a sound.

She didn't say anything, her beautiful eyes were full of tears, and a grim face appeared in her mind, which was Ling Yan's appearance.

His eyelids became heavy, Ji Ruhua lowered his eyes and glanced at Ling Yan, who was already out of breath, and slowly closed his eyes with deep guilt.

There are three beauties in Yeoju.

Wine, beauty and beauty.

Ji Ruhua is the third beauty.

She is beautiful, even in death.

Ji Ruhua, her life is very short, so short that it is embarrassing, it really responds to the sentence "Since ancient times, there is a thin life".

"Picturesque ......" Shui Lianche hugged Ji Ruhua, who was no longer breathing, and stood on the city wall, the wind blowing his clothes.

There were tears slid across Shuilian's handsome face, and he reached out to touch the tears on his face in a trance, and was stunned.

How long has it been since you shed a tear?

He has never cried since he witnessed his mother and painting being killed by his biological brother Shui Lianqing as a child......

Ji Xingzhi was also stunned, and Ji Ru's picturesque voice and smile in the past were still in front of her......

Ji Jiangshen and the others paused, and finally turned around and ran north.

Ji Xingzhi's feet were a little heavy, and she suddenly couldn't open her legs.

In the end, Yuan Qin dragged Ji Xingzhi's arm and followed.

Seeing this, the red crisp symbolically commanded: "Chase." ”

The Shuizhou soldiers obeyed the order and chased after them.

After a long time, several soldiers came back and reported to Shui Lian Che: "Your Majesty, they have taken refuge in the Lizhou Imperial Mausoleum, and we have fenced off the Imperial Mausoleum." ”

Shui Lianche stood on the city wall, and the corpses of Ling Yan and Ji Ruhua had already been taken away by someone he ordered.

Hearing the soldier's reply, Shui Lian Che said with a cold face: "Lead the way." ”

Red Crisp was about to follow, but before she could move, a black figure suddenly appeared in front of her.

He was dressed in a black robe, a black cloak, and the hat on the cloak was wide, covering half of his face.

In fact, even without a hat, you can't see his face.

He wears a mask on his face, a golden mask.

For the man in black who suddenly appeared, the Shuizhou soldiers were a little panicked, and they all raised their swords one by one.

"Little gold?" Looking at the visitor, Red Crisp was a little surprised.

Anyway, shouldn't Qingcai be by the side of the demon lord at this time? Don't......?!

Hongshu's face changed: "Something happened to the demon lord?" ”

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