"Southern Xinjiang is based on poison, so naturally we have to give them some characteristics." As he said that, he took out a crystal clear bottle from his arms.
"It's time for chaos to start." The man sighed, as if he was an outsider, watching this war with the world as a chess game.
A homing pigeon flew in from nowhere. The man tied something to its leg and threw it outside: "Go."
Jin Yi watched his movements with a dark expression and clenched his fists.
Feng Wu only felt that he was walking in darkness, with no end in sight and no trace of light.
Until she saw herself as a child, lying pitifully on the ground, with her eyes closed and curled up into a ball.
She was watching from the side and anxiously wanted to take off her clothes and cover her up.
But once she passed by, it was like a shadow passing through her, and she couldn't touch anything at all.
Until she saw herself as a child, her temperature dropped little by little, and finally she stopped breathing and her body gradually became stiff.
No one saw her, and the snow fell heavier and heavier in the sky, until the goose-feather-like snow covered her stiff body.
Until it completely covered her, the accumulated snow became thicker and thicker, and finally she was completely invisible.
Until one day, a pair of eunuchs and maids having an affair came here and tripped.
Only then did she realize that she was already stiff, looking at the two people who were scared away, and Feng Wu looked at her with her eyes tightly closed.
She knew that this was herself in the previous life, and she knew the final outcome, which was to wait until the snow slowly melted and her body stinked.
If someone could find it, they might just throw it into a mass grave with disgust.
A tear fell unconsciously from the corner of Feng Wu's eyes, and he felt himself getting further and further away from the corpse, until finally a strong light flashed in.
Feng Wu suddenly opened his eyes, his breathing became heavier, and he waited until he completely adapted to the surrounding light.
Then he opened his eyes and looked to the side, seeing a quiet room.
Feeling that his hands were bound by something, he looked down and found Qin Yichuan sitting on the edge of the bed with his head lowered.
Her hair was messy and stubble had grown out on her face. It looked like she hadn't had a good rest.
Feng Wu wanted to take out his hand and touch him, but he just moved slightly.
The next moment, his hand was held firmly, and Qin Yichuan suddenly woke up.
He looked up at Feng Wu, his eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes, and his eyes flashed with excitement: "Madam."
It seemed that the person who couldn't believe that he had been guarding for so many days suddenly woke up.
Feng Wu held his hand and dug into his palm: "Why do you look like this? It doesn't look good at all."
Qin Yichuan held her hand but it was trembling. A good grown man had tears in his eyes at this time.
"Hey, hey, hey, you're not going to cry, are you?" Feng Wu didn't react at this moment. He had just woken up and his mind felt a little hard to turn around.
Before, this man looked so paranoid and crazy that he almost had his legs broken and his legs were imprisoned by his side.
Now she was just injured, and after sleeping for a few days, this person seemed to be dying.
But he didn't know that he also had tears in his eyes: "Isn't it embarrassing to see you like that?"
Qin Yichuan took Feng Wu's hand and pressed it tightly against his face, looking like a loyal dog: "No shame."
Seeing his disgusting attitude, Feng Wu sighed and said to him: "Come here and get closer to me."