An empty grassland, not far from Ye City, Ye Xilou did not go back directly, but brought Feng Jier to this deserted grassland
The night is thin and cool, the moonlight is clear, and the long and quiet night seems to be accompanied by the two people sitting on the horse, slowly slowing down their pace.
"Very good. I didn't resist along the way. I'm very self-aware!" Ye Xilou was very satisfied with Feng Ji'er's performance. If she wanted to escape midway, she would inevitably have to deal with her on horseback and hurt his flow.
He will feel distressed
Feng Ji'er thought to herself, she thought she would be taken into the Ye Mansion, but instead of saving her the trouble of sneaking in, to save Wu Huan he took her to the wild.
Being surrounded by him, she had long been impatient. She had endured it for so long. Feng Jier never wanted to get even remotely close to the man behind her.
The horse stopped running and began to stroll on the vast grassland.
Taking this opportunity, Feng Jier stepped on the stirrups, turned around quickly, did a beautiful backflip, jumped off the horse, and stood on the grass. At the same time, she took out the stick in her arms.
The blood-red long whip, "crack!" with a crisp sound, was thrown on the turf, demonstrating to Ye Xilou!
But her feet were obviously a little unsteady, and she had exhausted all her strength when she walked out of the sand. If the person in front of her was not Ye Xilou, who made her more vigilant, she might not have been able to exert any strength to resist him.
"Do you know who I am?" Ye Xilou's voice was low and cold, but full of magnetism. In this deserted wilderness, it sounded even more proud.
He deliberately let her go, seeing how light her body was. Although she had no internal strength skills, she must have practiced martial arts, and her martial arts moves were quite novel. However, she clearly had no strength left, but she was still fighting against a trapped beast. This
Women are very stubborn
"When you put on the mask, you are a lion; when you take off the mask, you are a murderer - Ye Xilou"
"Haha, it's so refreshing to hear someone describe me like this to my face! Murderer, I like these four words, but I prefer you to say that I am a lion." Ye Xilou's clear laughter spread in the night wind, listening to
Feng Ji'er felt a chill
He jumped off the horse, stood still, took off his mask, and looked at Feng Ji'er with a smile.
"Did you really come out of the dark forest?"
"Didn't Lord Yecheng witness it with his own eyes?"
"I was not the one who witnessed you entering the dark forest, but His Highness the Prince and the Lord of the City witnessed it with my own eyes. But there is one thing, that is, I have personally verified that you are a woman."
She is still a woman he feels familiar with!
Feng Ji'er's heart tightened. Facing him, there was always an invisible sense of oppression that made her unable to breathe.
Even though he was standing there with a smile on his face, all she could see was his gloomy, cruel and bloodthirsty eyes...
The two looked at each other for a long time from a short distance, and Feng Jier suddenly had an idea for some reason.
escape!
With great difficulty, she escaped from the horse and kept a few steps away from him. If she used the last bit of strength in her body to escape to the west of the grassland, there might be a cliff or a stream... In short, she had no choice but to escape.
, there is hope!
Feng Ji'er pumped up her energy in her heart, turned around violently, and ran towards the west desperately.
The night wind blew off the robe she wore on her body, revealing her torn clothes, which were shaking in the wind...Run! Faster! Faster!
Feng Ji'er ran away with one of her shoes and a coat. Even her hair joined in the fun at this time. The rope that tied it was loosened, and her long black curly hair was scattered like a waterfall, and she ran with her.
The rhythm flowed over her body like black water waves...
Never look back!
Feng Jier made up her mind, no matter whether she could run or not, she would run forward!
Ye Xilou stood still and waited until Feng Ji'er was almost out of sight. Then he shook his head, tiptoed the ground, stood up gracefully, and jumped behind her in a few steps. He was not in a hurry, and just followed her closely.
, there seemed to be a meaningful smile on his face...
I don’t know how long I ran. When I stopped, I felt that my lungs were filled with the cool night wind. Every time I took a breath, my heart felt painful.
Feng Ji'er still didn't stop. In the past, she could run endlessly for hours on the beach, with her feet in the sand. Every time she sank in and lifted up again, it felt like she had experienced purgatory.
But she was originally a person who had no love in life. At that time, she even thought about running like that until she couldn't breathe...
Maybe you'll be relieved
Just before her strength was about to run out, Feng Jier raised her eyes and saw a mountain not far away. There seemed to be a light at the foot of the mountain, and it was getting closer...
When Feng Ji'er took the last step, her legs went weak and she was about to fall to the ground.
Ye Xilou held her up with one hand and held her in his arms without any effort.
Her body was cold, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, her chest was rising and falling, and she was having difficulty breathing.
Can she run away without her life when she sees him? It seems that she is not afraid of either the murderer or the lion...
Ye Xilou hugged Feng Ji'er and looked at her curly black hair, his eyes became darker and darker. If he remembered correctly, the woman four years ago had such long black curly hair...
…
Blowing a whistle to summon Liu Shui, Ye Xilou sighed towards Liu Shui: "Liu Shui, you said I was originally going to take her to the Ice Pond, why did she have to run away by herself? Isn't she tired?"
At the foot of the mountain ahead, the area shining brightly in the moonlight turns out to be the Ice Pond!
The place where she gained a new life four years ago! When she heard what Ye Xilou said, a hundred voices in Feng Jier's heart were shouting, bastard! Ye Xilou, you bastard!
"Don't scold me in your heart. With such beautiful eyes and such a face, you stare at me. Aren't you afraid that I will have nightmares?"
Ye Xilou became more and more certain that the woman he was holding was the Murong Changsi he missed four years ago!
But now, what he wants is to ask her in person
Two people and one horse approached the ice pool against the moonlight. On Ye Xilou's face, a look of "definitely winning" was getting stronger and stronger.
Being held by Ye Xilou all the way to the ice pool, Feng Jier's physical strength also recovered a little. Before she could make the next move, Ye Xilou raised his hands and pushed Feng Jier away without mercy.
Thrown into the ice pool! At the same time, Feng Jier whipped the long whip in her hand, wrapped it around Ye Xilou's neck, and dragged him down into the water at the same time at a speed that he could never avoid...
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How would it feel to be thrown directly into the water?
Anger is the first, and humiliation is the second... But in Feng Ji'er, neither of these two things are reflected. The only thing she is filled with is murderous intent!
Ye Xilou, I curse the eighteenth generation of your ancestors! Just as I said, I will drag you into the water even to death, and we will all die together!