"Protector." Yin Sizai said this title that symbolized humiliation in a very light tone, "Four years ago, you and Wang Shuzhen joined forces to make me pass away with regret. In the final analysis, it was my fault that I was not strong enough at the time. Now you
Look, have I grown up?"
The long hair in his arms was twisted to the remaining edges of the empty bones, and the last faint sound was like the most sensitive piano string being broken. The bones in his hands were completely destroyed. Qin Weiluo's head dropped suddenly, his eyes closed, his eyebrows trembled, and he was beaten again.
After waking up from the pain, when he raised his eyes, he saw that the red firelight in the almost transparent red arm was dimmed by half, and where the long hair passed through, it turned into countless strands and fragments, escaping outward.
Zhao Lian's face was filled with tears. She couldn't bear to see it but had to see it. Her words were becoming a prophecy. At this moment, she realized that it was not that Qin Weiluo had to resist so hard, but that he could not withdraw at all.
The red arm was completely involuntary, and the internal force gathered on it was suppressed. There were more and more hollows in the arm, which seemed to be covered with countless gray circles. Countless light red lights and empty flesh escaped, and thousands of threads could be seen in the transparency.
The long strands of hair twisted upward slowly, like leeches invading the body. The lower part of the red arm was completely destroyed, and the upper part was in a state of collapse.
Qin Weiluo frowned fiercely and clenched his teeth tightly. Even if he was defeated, he could not show weakness in front of him. As the last intact edge of his arm fell apart, the entire red arm turned into thousands of red lights, with lightning speed that could cover his ears.
The speed spread to the surroundings, like a large drop of slowly evaporating blood that suddenly opened up. The mid-air within a ten-foot radius of the Purgatory Fire City was filled with red light, which contrasted with the flames of black fire, each of which was bright and dazzling.
Qin Weiluo finally couldn't bear it any longer. He cried out in pain and knelt on the ground on one knee. His right arm had been reduced to ashes, and a cut sleeve hung empty under his shoulder. Even his ghostly body could no longer extend his void arm.
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The impact slowed down, and the red lights all over the sky fell one after another. The fire of hell was like a black flower in full bloom, opening its petals to welcome the red pistil. In the mist of tears of the woman in pink, it was like blood falling into the boundless darkness, and her heart followed.
Keep sinking, Willow...Why is Willow's existence, life and death, so unfortunate?
Yin Si Zai's long black hair flew down, spread all over his back, and reached his knees. The edges escaped from the black robe like side branches. In the middle of the black forehead protector, the dark blue gem inlaid in it gave off a cold light.
There was a little red light, and the stiff eyes gave the pale face a hint of feminine tranquility, as if a red lotus was blooming on the iceberg.
"Haha..." The sinister laughter floated above the Purgatory Fire City, "Protector, not only did you lose, you also became disabled, and the red arm has disappeared in the three realms. Today is so happy, it is really worth celebrating.
, how about I punish you with endless years?"
With a wave of his black sleeves, Qin Weiluo flew up uncontrollably and attached himself to the human-shaped iron frame. The iron ropes were untied from the iron frame and quickly wrapped around his body like vines. The long nails were inserted into the ground, as if nothing happened.
It never happened. He looked at his wife guiltily. Her face was filled with ghostly tears, but her eyes told him that no matter what, she would always be by his side and never leave him.
After approving the second volume, Shao Kefan closed the folded book and habitually turned her head to look at the inner study room. She put her feet up casually and spread out a book to read. Her yellow velvet sleeves exposed a corner of the desk.
It seemed like always, there was no big movement, but he knew that the lust that King Ling brought to her in her dream became a shadow that she couldn't get rid of. She tossed and turned last night, and fell asleep due to overtiredness at dawn, until he went to court in the morning.
I woke up only after returning.
Lord Cang Teng gradually tightened his fists, and when he clenched them the tightest, he stood up and walked solemnly to the window. Through the carved wooden window, the Bingyu flower in the side yard was in full bloom, with dark blue petals in the shape of a bell.
It grew ten centimeters upwards, and then folded a vertical plane pointing in all directions, with exactly eight petals. It was winter, and the only Bingyu tree was already full of brilliance, exuding waves of cold fragrance.
Whenever it was the coldest time, the flowers on this tree were in full bloom, as if they were about to turn into a pool of refreshing blue ice water. In the past, he didn't think anything of it, and his attention was only on the few pairs of trees beside the misty path.
Hua Shang, it suddenly dawned on her now that this was Shu Zhen, the first cold winter after the death of his second queen.
He sighed. If he could do it over again, he might drink the soup she specially ordered to cook for him in front of her and say, "It tastes good." Maybe he would let her comb his hair.
, instead of refusing indifferently, let her drink sips of cold wine sadly in Yueyu Hall early in the morning.
He had only been in the Yueyu Palace for a few nights since he was established. However, when he was pressed against her body, he could only continue to think about Jian Xin. She was so thoughtful, how could she not know? And she killed someone without blinking an eye, so she couldn't continue.
The merciless woman endured it silently after all. During this time, how many inhumane grievances were there?
However, when she left the palace to express a clean break, he had no plans or actions to issue an edict or move after her. Everything ended on the day she deflected a sword for him and passed away in his arms. He personally admitted that he loved her and only
But it only accounts for a small proportion.
It is still like this now, but there is an added nostalgia. The position that was almost squeezed to the edge by Xuan Wei and Jian Xin would occasionally cause pain like a bee sting, spreading throughout the heart, causing a slight paralysis.
The drawer on the far right side of the desk was slowly opened. The lower layer was a set of folded red wedding clothes. After Xuanwei passed away, all the clothes were cremated. He only left the most important things when they got married, which were placed on the wedding dress.
On her clothes, apart from her headdress that night, were Shu Zhen's soul-calling bells. Two small bells set on a silver twisted platinum chain, which had not rung for a long time.
Shao Kefan picked up the soul-calling bell and wrapped it around his slender middle finger and ring finger. He gently caressed the bell with his left hand. The cold touch was transmitted to his fingertips, as if they were solid ice abandoned in a dark corner and would never last forever.
Will melt, he smiled bitterly, raised his right hand slightly, shook it twice, and the little bell made a tinny sound, just like when he called her.
He took it off again, put it back on the wedding dress, and pushed the drawer closed. The cold fragrance made people wake up and gave them a desire to sleep. Shao Kefan took a deep breath and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity approaching quickly, even right in front of him.
, he shook his head slightly, guessing that he was overthinking it, Shu Zhen had already been reincarnated and became a new human being.
After calming down, he continued to pick up the next book. He had to deal with today's affairs as soon as possible. Most of the remaining time was mainly used to improve his martial arts, in order to smash the heaviest stone in his heart.
Qin Weiluo was surprised to see Shu Zhen, who was talking to him and Zhao Lian, suddenly pull out of the iron rope. As if being pulled and controlled by something, he disappeared without a trace in an instant. The iron rope that had been cast by a spell did not even have time to react.
It maintained the position of binding people, and then collapsed after a moment, and piled up rustlingly at the foot of the iron frame.
Zhao Lian seemed to see a figure passing by, and then heard a noise coming from the left. He turned his face to look, and said a strange "Huh", "Shu Zhen, why are you missing?"
Qin Weiluo frowned slightly, "That's not right! Unless Hell himself breaks the spell on the iron caltrops, no one can get rid of it." He looked at the top of the gray concrete, going straight up from there, and then passing by the City of the Past, it should be there.
The human world has gone through changes for tens of thousands of years. Everything is just the same as it was before, but that person is fine!
Zhao Lian thought about it carefully and couldn't find any other possible speculations, so she had to say, "She is pitiful, I hope she is fine, but it would be best if someone could help her and help her escape from the sea of fire and gain freedom."
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Qin Weiluo nodded in agreement with some sympathy, "Actually, although she rarely mentioned the past, she has never forgotten Shao Kefan. However, I don't know if the person named Shao has ever pronounced her."
Hearing those three words, Zhao Lian's eyes flashed with deep hatred, but he said happily, "After you passed away, you still visited me from time to time. It shows that you are not as heartless and unrighteous as Shao, Wei Luo
"Although my life has been full of ups and downs, you have filled a lot of gaps in my heart."
Qin Weiluo's heart sank, and the scenes between him and Jian Xin emerged in his mind. It was a past that only belonged to them. It was almost the most private matter and had never been made public to the world. However, was it just...
It can be said that when Jian Xin finally returns to that person, everything can be easily erased?
He couldn't help Zhao Lian, but she didn't realize it. She was even grateful, which made him feel even more guilty. However, how could he confess that matter so easily? In order to have a deep love for Jian Xin, he gave it to Zhao Lian,
It's exactly the same thing.
She was in a trance when she suddenly heard Zhao Lian ask softly, "Willow, I'm a little curious, who is the woman who gave you a sympathetic look? After all, you are my husband..." She eagerly wanted to know
, but tried to make it sound like she mentioned it inadvertently. She had always wanted to know who the other woman Qin Weiluo loved in his heart was? Many of her ups and downs were attributed to that person. How could she not
hatred?
Qin Weiluo closed his eyes and leaned his head on the iron frame, "She is dead. Not long ago, in the duel with King Ling, he mentioned the so-called greed and so on, just to ask me to treat you wholeheartedly. In this way, he
Watching us cherish each other in despair gives us an overwhelming sense of pleasure."
Dead?! Zhao Lian was startled, not knowing what it was like, biting his lower lip, "Prince Ling is so despicable and shameless."
Qin Weiluo revealed a wry smile, "Yes, it's really despicable."
Shu Zhen disappeared in front of his eyes for no reason. In surprise, the fire guards who kept throwing ink into the fire domain obviously couldn't believe that there was a ghost spirit that could escape the restraints of the spirit-binding curse. It also approached the iron frame and looked carefully.
After careful observation and confirmation, he hurriedly hid in Yinsi City to report the situation.
On the tall black throne of the ancient palace, Yin Sizai said to himself in confusion, "Gone?" Unless Hell personally lifts it, the spirit-binding spell will always bind the ghosts, no matter how powerful their martial arts are, it will not help. Could it be said that Hell,
Is there a traitor in the ruling class?
He opened a microscopic mirror with his palms, and wrote the three characters "Wang Shuzhen" in the middle with his pale and slender fingers. A Guidian Orchid Palace appeared in the mirror. It just flashed. The scene switched to the study room, but only
The man in red fur was reviewing the papers at the desk, and a corner of Jian Xin's yellow velvet jacket was exposed in the study room.
There is no figure of Shu Zhen! Could it be said that the microscopic mirror sometimes makes mistakes?
Yin Si Zai frowned slightly and recited the "Mirror Reminder Method" silently. The study room of Qiming Palace was still in the microscopic mirror, and it stayed motionless at the desk. The man in the red fur coat sitting on the seat was reviewing the last memorial, with an expression that was about to be completed.
Relief also implies the eagerness to do something.
Oh, I just want to settle the matter as soon as possible and use the remaining time to fall in love with Jian Xin. There is a deeper coldness in the cold eyes. If I want to kill Shao Kefan at this moment and cause accidental death, it will be easy.
However, Wucuo's warning prevented him from making any rash moves.
The most important thing right now is to find out where Shu Zhen went.