The fire burned Yan Mu's eyes red. He sat in the middle of the room. The wound was torn open at some point and blood was running out.

He looked at the fire around him, and the fire tongue seemed to have turned into a man-eating ghost, roaring, ferocious, and pressing step by step to swallow him.

But he couldn't move, his body seemed to be frozen.

He remembered the fire in the Seventh Prince's Mansion again. He could survive by rushing out, but he was trapped.

What trapped him was never the raging fire, but despair and fear.

Despaired that everyone betrayed him, including the one he loved the most, and the one he thought he loved.

Fear of living, how hard it is to serve every day.

He lowered his head and eventually he had to die alone, whether it was alone, he had no worries on the road to the underworld.

"Yan Mu!"

This sound...

Yan Mu's body stiffened for a moment, and then smiled like a self-deprecatingly after a while. He actually had auditory hallucinations.

"Yan Mu!"

Yan Mu was stunned. The next moment, the person came to him and threw himself into his arms, which really made his heart tremble.

His eyes lit up and he looked at the person in his arms. She also looked at herself, with a feeling of distress and anxiety.

"Why are you... back?" he asked with a dry throat.

"You are so unlucky?" Liu Yunxiang shouted.

"I……"

"Quickly, I'll take you out!"

Liu Yunxiang went to help Yan Mu, but he grabbed his hand. She looked at him again and saw his eyes trembling, with fragility in his expression, as if he could shatter with one blow.

"I thought you wouldn't come back if you left."

Liu Yunxiang held Yan Mu's face and lowered his head to kiss him, "I will not leave you anymore. I promise you that even if I die next moment, I will be with you."

At this time, the fire burned the beams here, splashing countless sparks.

At this moment, Yan Mu suddenly had the strength, turned around and hugged Liu Yunxiang, protected her into his arms, and then rushed out with her.

"You promised me."

"What?"

"I will never leave me again!"

Liu Yunxiang turned to look at Yan Mu, and saw that his eyes were red, and there was tears in his eyes. He pursed his lips tightly, looking like he was wronged.

"I want to grow old together with you forever, no, forever, never separate again."

Yan Mu's lips bent, "This time, I believe you."

The fire was already very big, and the whole house was shaking. At the moment of collapse, the two finally escaped.

"Master! Madam!" Muhibis shouted in surprise.

Several men in black also saw it, knowing that they could not do anything to Yan Mu tonight, so they flew away immediately.

The beggar turned around and saw Yan Mu coming out of the sea of ​​fire. He took a breath first, and then ran over, "Lao Qi, I fucking thought you were finished this time!"

Yan Mu smiled, "Just just went down and walked around, but the King of Hell won't accept me."

When the beggar saw Yan Mu laughing, it was not the self-deprecating laugh or the gloomy smile in the past, but the bright, like the sunshine.

He looked at Liu Yunxiang again, and when he saw the two of them holding each other's hands tightly, he understood.

She saved him and rescued him from the fire in the Seventh Prince's Mansion in Shengjing.

The beggar patted Yan Mu on the shoulder, smiled and nodded, thinking about something, and then his face darkened, "The fire tonight and these men in black are obviously someone who wants to kill you, isn't Han Lin's person?"

Yan Mu thought for a while and said, "Han Lin is going to clamp his tail and be a human being. This fire is too big, so it's probably not him."

"Who is that?" asked the beggar.

Yan Mu shook his head. Since the prince was killed by him, several forces in the Northern Jin court have fought and conflicted interests, and it is difficult to explain clearly whose eyes he has plunged into.

"No hurry, the person behind him will reveal his tail."

The group escaped from Jingchuanyuan and then breathed a little relieved. Liu Yunxiang looked at Yan Mu, and then found that her chest was bleeding.

"You are injured!"

Yan Mu shook his head, "It's okay, don't worry."

"I have shed a lot of blood, how could it be fine?"

Yan Mu hugged Liu Yunxiang, "I'm fine, I'm alive now."

Dead, now he is alive.

Liu Yunxiang was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly called Hongzhu over, "Band up the wound for him."

Hongzhu was looking for Chongming, but after hearing this, he ran over, "I can't see my master."

Liu Yunxiang looked around and could not see Chongming anymore.

It was late at night, and there was only one person on the long street, wearing white clothes and holding a peach wood sword, staggeringly walking.

The moonlight was bright and it stretched his figure very long.

"Where they all went, no one cared about me."

"I can't find my home, but what should I do?"

"Master, Red Candle, Old Beggar."

He was muttering, and a carriage galloped over, the horse neighed and stopped in front of Chongming.

Looking at the carriage blocking his own way, Chongmei frowned and wanted to go around, but the guards on both sides of the car stopped him.

He raised the peach wood sword, "Get out of the way, I know magical skills!"

After a few strokes, the guards all drew out their long swords, and the blades shone coldly, surrounding Chongming.

Chongming snorted, "Don't think you have too many people, I'm afraid of you!"

As he said that, he really wanted to rush over.

"Chongming, do you really don't know me?" A female voice came from the carriage, and then the curtain opened, and a woman wearing a crimson purple outer dress got out of the car.

This woman is Princess Heshuo. She stared at Chongming and approached him step by step.

"I have been looking for you for many years. I don't expect you to be in Jin'an and are still with Yan Mu. Haha, the fate in this world is really wonderful, isn't it?"

Chongming tilted his head and looked at the woman walking over, frowned, "Who are you?"

"Haha, ask who I am?" He Shuo laughed so hard that tears came out. "That year, you were only fifteen or sixteen years old, and you broke through layers of palaces and brought me out of the Darong Palace. You told me that my face could not be used. If you want to survive and take revenge, then change your face. Your self-authorized knife turned me into what you are today. No one in this world can know me, but you can't, you can't forget me!"

Heshuo almost roared at the end.

Chongming frowned and took a step back: "Crazy!"

Heshuo's smile came to an abrupt end and stared at Chongming: "It was clearly what you told me. Instead of living in hatred, it is better to turn yourself into a madman and kill all the people who bear me."

Chongming didn't want to pay attention to her, so he went around to the other side, but was still stopped.

"You bully me, I want to tell my master to go!"

Heshuo snorted: "Are you really crazy and stupid? I don't believe it."

Heshuo narrowed his eyes, then took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, and a black pill was everywhere, "Eat it, I'll let you go."

Chongming pursed his lips, "Really?"

"certainly!"

Chongming stretched out his hand, and Heshuo put the black pill on his palm.
Chapter completed!