Chapter 487

Ning Lan's heart ached so much that her tears became cold. She vowed: "OK, I promise you! Go, shang'er. As long as I live, I will avenge you!"

"Thank you... Lord..." after hearing Ning Lan's words, shang'er pulled a faint smile from the corners of his mouth, closed his eyes slowly, and dropped his hand on luo'er.

Luo'er's heart rending cry sounded in the dark room: "shang'er... Shang'er..."

The dead dark room was cold, as if it were Ning Lan's heart. The scene of her nanny's death was still in Ning Lan's mind. After many years, she was still unable to protect the people around her and made no progress. How could she not blame herself and resent?

Ning Lan, who was half bent, pedaled down and said to the howling luo'er, "luo'er, let shang'er fall to the ground for peace!"

Luo'er shook his head and cried, "the ground is too cold. Shang'er will be frozen!"

Ning Lan said with cold words and sonorous words: "luo'er, shang'er is dead. Let her fall to the ground for peace, so that she can leave without fetters and let shang'er's soul rest! This is the order of the palace."

Luo'er gently put down her clothes, "Princess... I'll obey!"

"Luo'er, our palace will avenge shang'er!"

Luo'er asked in some despair, "princess, is there any hope of revenge?"

Ning Lan calmed down and said coldly, "everything depends on the will of heaven. If Huajing is not caught, there is still hope. If Huajing is also caught by them... Wait!"

Ning Lan left a note for Huajing before she left. If Huajing could see it, she would save them. She just wanted Huajing not to be caught!

Her feet were eroded by the water on the ground of the dark room, and the cold air was spreading all over her body along the center of her feet. Although it was dark and she couldn't see anything, Ning Lan knew that the water under her feet was not clean water. Although she couldn't see anything, she could feel the smell of death in the dark room.

With a sneer on her face, did Yi Fei want to use such a dark room to lock her up alive? Thank you for your trouble!

The pain on the cheek, the cry of luo'er and the death of shang'er were deeply engraved in Ning Lan's heart as if they were brand marks. The filled resentment made her forget her fear of darkness.

Life and death depend on life. Success or failure depends on heaven. As long as she can go out alive, she will snow today's shame!

I just hope God will give her a chance to escape from death!