Xuanyuan Aolin raised his eyebrows, and some pictures flashed through his mind. Did she not care about the life and death of the people in Hanxiao Palace?
Yun Xiaoli, am I waiting for you to come to your door yourself?
He wanted her to repay the shame she brought to him!
Xuanyuan Aolin was from a high position, looking down at the bait tied to the wooden frame, just waiting for the fish to take the bait.
He has laid down a heaven and earth here to prevent them from flying.
"Feng, who is that person tied to the wooden frame? Oh my God, does he want to burn her alive?" I looked at the weak figure under the wooden frame with fear.
Because she was too far away, I could only see clearly that she was wearing a pink palace dress. Is she Meng'er, Xiaolian, or Yudie?
Her face is covered by messy hair, and she feels like she should be Xiaolian. Knowing this,
I couldn't help but feel flustered.
I thought about jumping off his back, and he said anxiously:
"A-Li, don't worry! It's heavily guarded inside, so don't act rashly. Just wait here for me to come back.
Remember not to move around, it will be bad if they find out."
Feng Qingran laid me down behind the eaves, quickly jumped off the roof, and disappeared from my sight.
I was so anxious that I wanted to call him back, but I couldn't shout loudly, and it wasn't convenient for me to walk, so I could only worry dryly.
Suddenly, a cold air came from behind, and I turned my head stiffly.
Wuying, who was wearing a silver-white mask, put a sword with a cold light directly against my throat.
"Ah" the sound was stuck in his throat, and he didn't dare to move his eyes. He said coldly:
"Are you Concubine Li?"
I looked panicked, and I felt the tip of the sword against my throat getting a little closer.
There was a faint smell of fishy sweetness coming up from the throat, the throat slid slightly, and he swallowed with difficulty.
The shadowless cold light swept away, scaring me into silence, and he squeezed the hilt of the sword tightly.
I closed my eyes tightly, my heart beating like a drum, and at the critical moment: