Chapter 1808

But he saw it from the corner of his eye.

The left sleeve of the female corpse was torn by the rocks in the river, revealing her left arm. A little red in the middle of the upper arm was the palace guarding sand!

this place is as like as two peas on her arm.

If the palace guard sand is just a coincidence, what about the human skin mask?

The combination of the two clearly tells him that the female corpse is the meditation and forgetfulness of his mind!

The voice of the people around him was like thunder. He was roaring in the ears of mochuan. His body shook slightly, and he immediately stood firm.

"Chase the wind, tell me, is it her?"

He opened his mouth slowly, his voice was so dumb that he could hardly hear it. His bitter and sad tone made his nose sour and almost shed tears.

"Subordinate I'm not sure. "

After the wind, he weighed it over and over again, and then he answered carefully.

He was not sure. Even if he was, he did not dare to say that, because he could not bear to see the master's heartbreaking appearance.

"Not sure?"

Mo Chuan subconsciously repeated, eyes again fell on the female corpse.

He slowly bent down, stretched out his arms to pick up the dead woman, and turned away without looking back.

"Hello, young master, where are you going with the body?"

"Who are you, this girl?"

"Young master, don't go in a hurry. You can take it away when the Yamen servant comes to examine the corpse!"

All the onlookers yelled, but Mo Chuan turned a deaf ear to him. The faster he went, the more quickly he disappeared from everyone's eyes.

People can't help but talk again.

Chasing the wind closely behind Mo Chuan, he saw that Mo Chuan was holding the female corpse like a lost soul, walking in the wild mountains and forests.

He didn't dare to make a sound. He could only follow him quietly with a heart hanging in his throat.

Mo Chuan was at a loss in his heart. He held the corpse, which was soon taken out of the water. It was wet and cold, without any temperature, as cold as his heart.

He didn't know where he was going, not to mention where he was going, or whether the body in his arms was her.

He didn't feel sad and didn't cry. He just wanted to hold her and walk all the time.

all of a sudden, he walked into a valley and saw flowers all over the mountains and fields. They were gorgeous and enchanting.

In a trance, he seems to see the mountain flowers, she is smiling at him gently, lips show shallow pear vortex.

He dropped his head and his eyes fell on the pale face of the dead woman in his arms. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his heart, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"Master!"

I can't help chasing the wind any more and rush forward.

Mo Chuan's body swayed slightly, then fell back, but his hands were still tightly holding the female corpse and refused to let go.

Chasing the wind hurriedly held it and called out: "master!"

Mo Chuan's eyes are closed and he has fainted.

Zhuifeng knew that he was anxious to attack the heart, so he vomited blood and fainted. This kind of disease can be large or small. If he does not get rid of the disease, he will follow the master for a lifetime, and it will never be better.

Now it is not clear whether the female corpse is the empress. The master has fainted and chased the wind and dare not think about it. If this female corpse is really the empress, what will happen to the master!

No way, or hurry to get the body away, and wait for the master to wake up, in any case can not let the master see!

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