Chapter 406

"You're right. I can't just die, or I'll take revenge on brother Zhen." Su Ya's eyes widened, biting her pale lips, her hands scratched on the floor, making a creaking noise, and the whole body was cold.

The servant girls were relieved, for fear that their master would commit suicide. They could not escape her death. Seeing that Suya changed her mind, they were relieved.

"Otherwise that Slut still lives in this world. I don't know how many people will be harmed."

"Isn't it?"

Suya was pulled up by several people. Her eyes showed a touch of coldness and arrogance. She pinched her fists and squinted at the night sky nearby. She said, "tell my father that I will marry... Yuwenzhan."

The words are not reconciled. Suya is shaking all over. Tears run across her face and her voice is hoarse.

"Yes."

Several wenches quickly leave, the girl kneeling on the ground, quickly disappeared from the back door, quickly into an alley.

The fire old one face cold idea of see to her way: "the affair handles?"

"It's done. I said it exactly as old Huo said. Sure enough, Suya changed her mind and agreed to marry the Lord." This words a, the corner of the mouth slightly a hook.

The old fire's eyes showed a touch of coldness. He rubbed the girl with his hand and said coldly, "that's good."

Before the voice fell, Huo Lao's hand suddenly used his strength, and even broke his neck without making a sound. He opened his eyes wide in amazement, just like that.

The fire old facial expression didn't change, the corner of the mouth slightly a hook a fire on that servant girl body, but half an hour already turned to ashes, there is no longer her existence in this world.

However, under the dark and damp ground, in the gloomy underground palace.

In the luxurious underground palace, there are shining crystal stones everywhere. The crystal stones are carved with exquisite patterns. On the cold ice jade bed, Zuo Zhen lies with pale face. She has no more breath and can't die.

Standing on the edge of jade bed, the man in black who meets Zuo Hui from time to time only shows two eyes. He can't see what he wants to do at the moment. He just feels that Zuo Zhen still has a little breath, very weak.

"If you are a man of destiny, you will die. Why do you have to do that?" He said to himself, some helpless, not far from YOG a worried face.

His eyes were cold, and he quickly wiped the blood stains on Zuozhen's chest. The big blood hole of his fist actually wiped his heart. It looked very dangerous. The dark magic gathered on his hand, and the rune blurted out. He quickly began to sweep along Zuozhen's meridians.

"Well

Left Zhen issued a painful low roar, the man did not think that at this moment the patient is not far away from death, on the contrary is a face of indifference will he throw aside the medicine bucket, a hook in the corner of the mouth, sharp eyes: "can live depends on your nature."

This words a, that black dress masked man, a face indifference of quick leave so big palace.

Zuozhen only feels dizzy, his mind constantly let go of scenes of Su late Qing Dynasty, the whole person followed the heart a tight, dead grasp fist, tightly closed eyes, the whole person fell into a faint.

At the same time, Su Wanqing finally fell into the realm of the devil. She had been looking for Zuo Zhen for nearly three or four months, but she didn't see her body. There was still a trace of expectation in her heart. In this way, it proved that her eyes didn't bloom, and Zuo Zhen was rescued.

At the thought of this possibility, Su Wanqing was more or less at ease. As long as he didn't find the body, he still had hope to live.

Su turned his head and looked at the cliff not far away. His whole heart trembled. There was a trace of reluctance in his red eyes and a trace of loss in his eyes.

"Let's go."

Su Yunyang sighed, holding Su's hand in the late Qing Dynasty, and looking at the sky covered by poisonous fog, his eyes were full of tenacity.

"I didn't expect this to be the devil's land."

After three months of recuperation, she slowly regained her physical strength. She was covered in a black robe, without a trace of self-cultivation. What's more, her tendons were broken, but her face was full of childlike innocence.

The evening smoke dotes on the head of the evening rain, looking at the ground not far away, like the fire, nodded.

Su Wanqing looked thoughtfully at the dusk rain, and without making a sound, he followed Su Yunyang and sighed.

Dusk rain gently stroked Fat Dragon's back, the corners of his mouth slightly a hook light voice way: "Fat Dragon, hard you, so carry me."

Feilong has a trace of inquiry in his eyes. He takes a deep look at the dusk rain. It's like seeing through her mind, making her whole heart tight. He laughs and says, "what are you looking at me for?"

"Hum." Fat Dragon handed her a white eye, directly did not bird her, if it was not for Su Wanqing let him carry, I'm afraid it would have been in this chattering woman trampled to death.

Dushi glances awkwardly at Dushi, with a touch of grievance on her face. Dushi frowns slightly and doesn't say a word, which makes her dissatisfied and even hostile. She tries to resist her anger. Although her face doesn't change, her jealousy is better than her.

In the past three months, she has seen that Phoenix is very good at evening smoke. They are like sisters.

When she thought of Gaza, she was even more jealous of Moyan. If it was her who contracted with Su in the late Qing Dynasty, was it another scene?

Thinking of this, she was not reconciled. Her hamstring was broken, just like a useless person. She could only be so ashamed and angry.

Nearly two days later, they finally walked to the first castle on foot. The huge gate looked majestic. They even saw the dark dragon cavalry patrolling back and forth, with a stern and even uniform face.

In the late Qing Dynasty, several people mingled with the refugees. Feilong and the shadow quietly got into the city and screened one by one to pass.

Twilight smoke's nervous palms are sweating. Except that elder brother is a dark magic, neither she nor Twilight smoke is a dark dragon riding, so it's impossible not to worry.

"Who are you?"

The cavalry of the dark dragon cavalry looked at Su Wanqing with a serious face. The coldness in his eyes was even more arrogant. Su Wanqing took a breath of cool air. Su Yunyang blocked Su Wanqing's several people behind him and said to the Dragon cavalry with a smile: "Lord dragon cavalry."

With that, Su Yunyang gave the money in his arms to the dark dragon cavalry. The dark dragon cavalry, who was a little suspicious, was stunned slightly. His smile was even better. He glanced at Su Yunyang and said to several people in the late Qing Dynasty, "take them and don't make trouble. If you meet the dark dragon cavalry sentinels in this city, you will all die."

"Thank you."

Su Yunyang's heart is a sigh of relief, with Su late Qing several people quickly through the crowd, quietly into the city.