"Yi Qing, now immediately, let him wake up in this hall. Otherwise, if you believe it or not, the pursuit of soul in this hall will cut off your neck. If you don't doubt me, don't let her wake up at once
Jun Jinglan stands between the temples, the blood colored silk thread twines in the male's neck, slightly exerting force, the thin thread tightens, the sharp silk thread immediately draws a smear of blood color on the man's neck.
"Your Highness..."
Yi Qing's face was a little stiff, and he was able to drag on for five days. Now, the devil's patience has been exhausted, whether the girl can escape is really unknown. Yi Qing's eyes twinkled slightly, Fang said two words. Behind them, however, a female voice suddenly rang out.
"Prince Jinglan, you just want to wake up without worry. Now that you have woken up, you can release the unimportant people? Cough... "
Two people a Leng at the same time turn back, that roll up bead curtain edge, lean against a figure. Slightly disordered green silk, pale face, delicate facial features, weak body. But it was Luo Wuyou who had been in a coma for ten days, and the girl coughed heavily.
"Luo Wuyou, good. Have you finally woken up? Did you finally stop pretending? Oh, your vitality is really tenacious. I really thought you would die, but you never died again! Is your life hard, or is Yi Qing too arrogant Fei thin? "
Jun Jinglan looked at the girl for a moment, and the color of her face became more and more yin. Her cold eyes fell on the girl and the middle-aged man respectively: "this hall is about to kill Yiqing, and you wake up. It seems that this hall has underestimated you. Fox's method is really fierce, just to the North Vietnam only half a month, they will buy the people in this hall in the past! You say, what if this temple kills him in front of you? "
The man's words and deeds have no form, and what he says is not taken into account, and the feeling of being cheated is still alive. A burst of anger suddenly rose in my heart. Even the backlog of depression over the past few days seems to have found a breakthrough.
With that, the silk thread in his hand was more and more tight, and the blood on Yi Qing's neck instantly dropped like a thread.
Luo Wuyou's eyes didn't turn. He just looked at this scene coldly: "cough, not so much! If your highness really thinks that killing him can torture me, that's a big mistake. The county Lord doesn't know him. He is just a man of no importance. If the prince wants to kill him, kill him! What is wasted on the left and right is not the strength of the county Lord. What's more, there are people collecting the corpse for his highness and cleaning the temple. "
"But please ask your highness to give Wuyou a new imperial doctor. Wu You's injury is not healed. Your highness wants to torture Wuyou, and you can't enjoy it. Maybe, if you don't have a few princes, you will be killed by your highness. At that time, your highness will not be able to get rid of his resentment, will he not lose it even more? "
With that, the girl turned and went back to the carved bed in the room and lay back again. She didn't even look at it any more, so she narrowed her eyes. The hands in the quilt are tightly woven. Although she was unconscious these days, she woke up the next day.
So she knew what happened. She knew it was Yiqing who diagnosed and treated him. She also knew that Yiqing was indeed a member of her ghost valley. He is also helping her, helping her as much as possible to delay time, but she can never show a little care.
That way, will only give Jun Jing Lan reason to hurt Yi Qing.
She has been in a coma for seven days. I don't know if qingluan and qingluan have left yuejing or Beiyue? Think about it. It can't be so fast. The territory of North Vietnam is so vast that it is impossible to get to the border on the 7th. I just hope they can go all the way.
Jun Jing Lan looks at the bead curtain with Yin in his eyes. He holds the red silk thread tightly in his hand, with a fierce killing intention. He knows that the girl just said this on purpose. But to see that indifferent face or let his whole chest have a burning anger.
"This is the price that you cheat this hall, Yiqing, get out of this hall."
The man said a flash into the inner room, Yi Qing stroked the wound, with a little worry in his eyes, but finally did not follow up. This is not the ghost Valley, not his territory, but the prince's residence of the northern kingdom. If he does too much, it will only bring endless trouble to ghost valley.
That girl, very clever, hopes that she can escape, just as he hopes to get an answer from the girl's mouth, I hope, everything can follow the wishes of man and nature!
The man's feet fell silent, but the bead curtain was hit and crackled. Luo Wuyou's palm was slightly tight, and before he could react, a big hand stopped in her throat.
"Luo Wuyou, do you really think that if you get something, you can be fearless, and you can treat death as if you are dead. What can you do? This hall tells you, don't be paranoid. Your people have been intercepted by this hall, and all your hopes are in vain. If so, can you still be so indifferent? "
Jun Jing Lan's voice was very low, and his big hand was suddenly tight. Every word he uttered was accompanied by the grinding sound of hatred. Looking at this calm face in front of him, he had a kind of uncontrollable impulse to tear her hard and mercilessly.
Luo Wuyou finally opened his eyes. Pang's pale face was flushed because he was choked by his neck. His deep pupil was blooming with strange light: "if your highness really finds things back, how can you wait until now to tell Wu you?"? If your highness really finds things back, how can you be so angry? Thank you very much Let's take care of it Bring This is good Good news. "Every time the girl said a word, the man's hand would be tightened, so that the girl's red face instantly purple, that voice to the end is also some intermittent, can't make a sentence.
"Luo Wuyou --"
Jun Jinglan resented that his eyes were covered with red silk: "Luo Wuyou, you are too naive. There are too many ways to deal with and torture a person. If you destroy what you care about most, this hall will destroy what you care about most. It is said that women in the world are the most beautiful. If this hall destroys your face and makes you a real ugly person in the future, will you
The man's words fell, his palm suddenly loosened. He saw that the girl did not speak, only gasped and inhaled. The red silk thread between his palms gently brushed the tender and white skin of the girl's cheek.
"Luo Wuyou, do you know that the weapon in this hall has a very nice name, which is called the pursuit of the soul. There are four words circulating in the river and lake. You can find the blood and return to it. The wound that takes your life will not be healed forever! This blood silk is made by the silk thread of ten thousand year old blood silkworm in Tianshan Mountain. Because it is stained with blood silkworm's saliva, and the blood silkworm's saliva contains a kind of poison, which will not let people die, but will let people's wounds never be good, and always keep the original blood dripping away. "
The man's voice was cold and evil. Looking at the girl's eyes, it was like looking at a lamb to be slaughtered. There was a bit of distortion in the cruelty, and every word was full of threats.
Luo Wuyou is silent and silent. He just looks at the man quietly. His hatred is strong and unabashed in his long and narrow Phoenix eyes. So strong hatred, she is too familiar, also too understand, only because she also deeply experienced. She can understand Jun Jinglan's mood, not to mention all this is because of him.
She wouldn't do that if there was any other way. But she had no choice. Between the two, she can only choose Rongdi, and is doomed to hurt Jun Jinglan.
But that doesn't mean she's willing to hurt him.
On the contrary, she can hurt anyone without guilt, or even rob the relief money, regardless of the life and death of the people. There is no much guilt, but she is extremely unwilling to hurt Jun Jinglan.
Remember she once said, they are the same kind of people!
Are the same people who have been hurt, that woman should be his favorite person? So, even after she left, even though he had been hiding himself and had been bound to his dandy nature, he had never touched those women.
The abnormal scene in the spring palace, the colorful and bloody scene in QIANJIAO Pavilion, and the woman in the crystal coffin in Yanyu building, which is as perfect as before but destroyed by her life. All the things just show that the man in front of him is not what people think.
Seemingly merciless people, but often the most affectionate infatuation!
As the prince of the Northern Kingdom King Jing Lan, as the man into her heart, not emotional, once emotional, it is a lifetime!
"Luo Wuyou, don't look at this hall with that kind of sympathetic eyes! At this time, I still feel distracted. Do you think this hall is just scaring you? Or do you think this hall is really reluctant to give up? "
The appearance of the girl's trance made Jun startled and angry. Her fingers moved. The blood red silk thread climbed up the girl's cheek. The feeling of refreshing and cool finally made the girl come back to her mind.
Looking at the man's eyes more complex: "Jun Jing Lan, why not try to forget?"
Jun startled LAN Leng for a moment, and then all over the body murderous gas overflowing, finger micro motion, the red rope without hesitation cut the woman's face, draw a deep bloodstain: "who do you think you are? How, want to move to this hall with emotion, to tell reason, want to persuade this hall to forget what you have done? Luo Wuyou, should I say you are too naive, or are you too stupid? Why are you going to tell this house
The cold stabbing pain invaded the brain, the red blood dripping down the cheek, thinking of the girl's pale face, enchanting to the extreme, Luo Wuyou only frowned: "you know that you are not qualified to tell your highness, and do not want to interfere with your highness. Carefree only felt that hatred would make a person miserable, and then the deep hatred would be dissipated. You are not happy, I think she will not be happy if she knows what you look like now. Since she has left, why not let her go at ease? "
"And you, since you are so miserable, why don't you forget to write in your heart and eliminate it in front of you! In this world, not only hatred, but also many other people, many things, worthy of our attention, to cherish Both of them knew who she was.
"Forget the word, heart around, the front of a brush off!"
Jun Jing Lan hears the speech but seems to have heard the most funny joke. Suddenly, he burst out laughing: "ha ha ha ha ha ha Luo Wuyou, have you ever loved? Have you ever hated it again? What do you know? It's easy to say. If it's you, can you do it? It's just a little girl who doesn't know what's going on. This hall admits that you are very intelligent, and also admits that it once held an appreciative attitude towards you. Don't think so, you can be self righteous with the mind of this hall. "
“……”
Luo Wuyou's eyebrows are silent. She knows. How can she not know? She loved, she also hated, so deep hate, so deep love, how could she be nonsense?She knows that it's too hard to say this forgotten word
But what if we don't forget the revenge? After all, the dead are gone, and they can only be buried in the bottom of my heart. Such as her ye'er, such as Jun Jinglan, who doesn't know her name!
She, somehow, has appeared in this world!
But what about her ye'er? He exists only in the past life, in the memory of the past life in her mind! Even in this world can not find even a trace of him!
She saw ye'er's miserable death with her own eyes. She hated him so much that she wanted to destroy heaven and earth! She changed her life against the heaven and came back again, determined to revenge. However, she had to accept the reality that ye'er was dead. The only thing she can do is to avenge ye'er and herself!
And after revenge? She had thought that she would take her mother and an'er to find a secluded mountain forest and spend the rest of her life safely. Now her ideas are still the same, more firm.
But I'm afraid there will be another one.
Flashy one life, not if plain life!
"Luo Wuyou, don't think that this hall will let you go. This hall will never spare you. As we said, we will recover all the sins you have committed. This hall will destroy all you have, and then you will talk about it to us again. "
Jun Jing Lan glanced at the girl. Her sight fell on the bloody red mark on the girl's cheek. She spit out a paragraph of words coldly. She put away the soul chasing rope and left with her sleeve.
The pace is a bit in a hurry, with a few invisible escape like confusion.
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