"I am Yingyue Wushuang?" Wushuang's pale face and his eyes were blood red due to the impact of pain.

No, many things are wrong. Time travel, she traveled through time, why doesn’t the memory match reality? The person in his mind is not the ghost king of Dongshan. That touch of heartache, so real, it is not the body’s heartache, but the soul that has traveled through time...

Meeting the firm questioning, the Ghost King's heart sank, and his eyes fell on the phoenix ring. What did she remember? No, it was impossible, she could not break through his seal, but why did she question? There was something wrong?

"Yes." The Ghost King pursed his lips and said a word, which made Wushuang's heart completely sink.

This person was lying to her. She was not Yingyue Wushuang at all. The memories in her mind were real, but she felt that there was still a part of them missing.

With a pale face, Wushuang felt a sense of coldness, and he reached out to push the Ghost King away and walked towards the room.

The Ghost King looked at the closed door and suddenly twitched in his heart. He would never let her ring, absolutely not. This King Yue Wushuang fell in love with you, I don’t know when I started falling in love with you...

But... the king of Japan now knows that the concern in his heart is love...

Perhaps it was from the first time I saw it, that cold figure attracted his sight. Wushuang, even if I give everything, no one will take you away from me...

Wushuang returned to the room and couldn't calm down for a long time. The fragment of the disappearing memory filled her mind. This was obviously not her body or her memory, so why did she care so much in her heart?

When will she, an agent killer, care so much about a past event?

At night, the cold wind outside the door was howling and cold. The weather was too cold. The lake water was completely filled with thick ice, and it seemed that the lake water could freeze completely.

The lanterns of Fuhuayuan are brightly lit and the stove in the room is hot, making the whole room extremely warm.

The Ghost King lay on the soft couch, frowned, thinking about the daytime things. Feng Xinglie and holding the Feng Xingyan in Wushuang's hands are always a hidden danger. Feng Xinglie will definitely know when seen by others.

"Wang, Feng Xinglie's man has found this part." The figure of the Shadow Guard quietly fell into the room.

The Ghost King narrowed his eyes. Feng Xinglie's ability was really fast. He could find such a small place in just three months, and they couldn't stay here for long.

"Prepare to go back to Dongshan Palace. It's destroyed here. Remember not to leave any flaws." Feng Xinglie of Dongshan for three months did not find any trace of it, and the ones there relaxed their vigilance.

This time, he wanted Feng Xinglie to completely stop looking for Yue Wushuang!

"Emperor, I've had a meal." Lian'er called softly.

Wushuang lies on the bed without getting up at all. Since yesterday, she has been extremely anxious, as if something is pressing on her heart. She has never been so anxious. For a heartless person, she doesn't understand what heartache is.

But since she came here, she found that all emotions did not come from this body, but were the anxiety and anxiety above her soul.

"Emperor?" Lian'er put the food on the table and shouted again.

Just as he was about to come forward to investigate, the Ghost King walked in, Lian'er saluted, and the Ghost King stopped her and signaled her to go out.

The Ghost King whispered through the screen, and the figure closed his eyes slightly, his little face was tense, and the restlessness on his face was clearly revealed. He stretched out his fingers and moved a breath filled her face.

"Shuang'er, don't hate me. I will love you more than Feng Xinglie, and give you what you want." The Ghost King said softly, sat by the bed, took off the phoenix ring and the dark hidden ring on her fingers, and the purple clouds on her waist...

I will love you well and will never be hurt at all. I will give you the King who Feng Xinglie can give you twice the price...

A scoop of weak water is enough, and he can do it...

*******

Late at night, there was a quiet area in the Dragon Emperor Palace, and the breath seemed to be even heavier than before.

Feng Xinglie in his sleep, cold sweat kept flowing out of his forehead. In the dream, he seemed to see the familiar face, smiling...

The person in the dream suddenly woke up, looking at the empty room, with a cold face, and the short three months seemed to have passed three centuries. Her face would appear in her mind when she closed her eyes.

"Wang." Chi Mo knocked on the door.

"Come in."

"Wang, there is news." Chi Mo's face looked a little heavy.

"Say." Feng Xinglie's eyes tightened and he stared straight at Chi Mo.

"The Three Kingdoms have made friends with each other in the mountains. I heard that three months ago someone saw a man in the castle brought back a woman from the direction of the Dragon Emperor. According to their description, the subordinates must be the emperor and empress, but..."

Chi Mo said a little paused.

"Continue." A heavy voice broke out in my heart.

Chi Mo hesitated for a moment, even though he could not hide it at this time, he opened his mouth and said, "Two days ago, the spy reported that a riot occurred in the castle. The entire castle was blown up ashes overnight, and no one could escape..."

No one could escape? As soon as Chi Mo finished speaking, the dark red figure shot out, and the spirit vulture above his head screamed and flew into the sky.

What else can I do with my overnight explosion? What else can I do with Yue Wushuang's unique explosives?

The weather is so cold in the night.

No one can escape? Wushuang, don't, don't be so stupid, don't die together...

He knew Wushuang's character, and would rather be broken than be completely broken. If the other party forced her to the end, her viciousness would not care about her life or death, and would die together...

Wushuang, no matter what you have experienced, you must live, you must live...

I said that if you die, my heart will die. It is not fake, but it will die.

Just hearing a message, Feng Xinglie's inner fear was uncontrollable, and his body was full of death breath. Wherever the eagle flew over, the dewdrops in the air were frozen into ice and fell downwards...
Chapter completed!