forced love

Chapter 19: Crime and Punishment ([-])

Fear of silence is the most obvious characteristic left over from human ancestors.Often the quieter the darkness, the more magnified the loneliness, and the ghosts and ghosts will take advantage of the void in the loneliness.

There is no trace of wind, the air seems to have frozen, without any breath of flow.

He who has always been fearless, unexpectedly felt that imminent fear in this space without any danger at the same time.

He tried his best to open his eyes wide, trying to see everything around him clearly, but he couldn't see clearly because it was too dark.

"Is there anyone? Here is that?!" He yelled loudly.He thought he would hear a response, but unexpectedly, his voice was like gravel hitting the water, echoed a few times, and then sank to the bottom of the water again.

"Son of a son of a bitch! Damn bastard, don't hide from me! Come out if you have the ability!"

"Do you think that I will be afraid of you?"

"If you play tricks with me again, I will definitely destroy your nine clans!" No matter what he said, scolded, or shouted tomorrow, it was just like a person talking to himself.

After a long time, even he himself was annoyed.But as soon as he calmed down, he felt even more unreasonable fear.

Enduring the severe pain in his body, he stood up unsteadily, trying to grope around the dark surroundings.

When tomorrow's hand touched the wall, the cold and hard touch made him tremble all over.

It was so cold that people shivered, as if the wall was made of thousands of years of ice.

But he still gritted his teeth, endured the biting cold, and continued to grope for everything in the darkness with his hands.

The huge space was tightly surrounded by cold stone walls, without any gaps, and there was nothing in it except him, it was empty.

"Ah────" After groping for an unknown amount of time, I felt that this place was a large square space without a door, and the walls were smooth and cold.He tried to find something on these walls, such as a mechanism that would allow him to get out.However, until his feet were so sore, he still didn't find anything suspicious.Just like this, the huge space is completely natural, isolated from the world, and there is only silent darkness inside.

Am I going to be trapped and locked here alone forever?Can't get out anymore?

When this consciousness appeared in tomorrow's mind, helplessly, in a trance, he slowly slid against the wall and sat on the ground, shouting hysterically.

So in the silent darkness, only his voice echoed leisurely in the empty secret room... Then it fell silent again, only the sound of his rapid breathing and restless heartbeat.

Tears, slipping down unconsciously, bit by bit, soaked the face, stained the skirt of the clothes...

Tomorrow, I can't help but wonder if I am in a dungeon, or in hell? !

There is nothing here, nothing, tightly wrapped by darkness, inseparable, and terrifying like dead silence.The strange atmosphere was so heavy that it made it difficult for him to even breathe.

"Let me out! Let me out quickly!" In order to resist the overly quiet darkness, Ming Ri suddenly stood up and punched the wall desperately.

"What the hell is this place! Come here!"

Someone can answer me soon, even if I'm afraid, just a moment...

Tomorrow was begging in pain in his heart, the pain in his hand was already numb, and the cold wall had worn his hand to pieces.Then, warm liquid flowed out of the fist continuously...

Weeping sobs, wailing begging.Despair, in a little bit of expansion.

Apart from him, there is nothing alive here anymore.This undoubtedly made tomorrow deeply feel the loneliness, emptiness, and unbearable loneliness that I have never felt before.

At this moment, how much he wished that his voice could get any degree of response, making him feel that he was no longer alone...

However, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

When the noise made him hoarse, tomorrow he lay down exhausted, feeling hopeless and helpless, permeating his whole heart.

Like, suddenly, he was the only one left in the whole world.

Darkness remains, silence remains...

Is this really hell?

Every second was extremely difficult, and he tapped the ground lightly with his hands one after another, making a slightly dangerous sound.However, at this time, I don't expect to get the slightest response tomorrow, just to relieve my increasingly depressed emotions.

He couldn't feel the passage of time, so he didn't know how long he had been waiting here until the feeling of hunger became obvious, causing his abdomen to throb again and again.

He used to lead troops to suppress bandits tomorrow, and lay in ambush in the mountains, without eating or drinking for days and nights, until the bandits got caught...

At that time, he had already proved how strong his perseverance was and how fearless he was.However, this time, no matter how tenacious a life is in such a situation, it can only be helpless, watching the footsteps of death getting closer and closer to him...

(6 Fresh Coins) Chapter Twenty: Trajectory ([-])

Chapter Twenty: Trajectories ([-])

The elegant and gorgeous dormitory is permeated with a faint musk. From the inner room, the heavy breathing of the man and the coquettish moaning of the woman can be heard ambiguously.Then through the layers of curtains, I vaguely saw two overlapping figures, tightly inseparable, doing the most primitive, longest, and most indispensable movement of human beings...

It is the most beautiful tenderness and the wildest passion!

The surrounding air became scorching hot and sweet under the entanglement of lust.

After several orgasms, he hugged the girl tightly, as if he couldn't believe it was real.

Sweet, happy, warm...

It's because it's too beautiful to make people feel a little unreal, I'm afraid it's just a dream.When I woke up, it disappeared without a trace like a bubble...

Even though he was no longer a virgin, but this woman was the one he loved the most, the one he most wanted to have.That is completely different from the usual sex that is only for satisfying physical needs.

Usually, men never spend too much time on this aspect, once or twice a month is enough for him.

However, when he is with the woman he loves the most this time, the man will experience the satisfaction and pleasure he has never had before. It is not only limited to the physical, but more psychological...

Perhaps, only this young girl can make him miss and fascinate him so much...

Even though he has climaxed several times now, the man still feels that it is not enough, and wants to hold her tighter and deeper...

Looking at the girl in his arms with half-opened eyes, with a lazy and charming expression, he felt another light touch in his heart, lowered his head, and kissed the girl's blood-red lips again full of love and affection.

Although the girl had deceived him miserably, miserably.He almost made his life worse than death!

However, this time she really gave him her first time, the most beautiful and important first night...

"Whether you are Qin Wanling or Feng Hualing, I only love you, so... no matter what, from now on, Linger, you can only be mine..." With coercive overbearing, He whispered softly in the girl's ear.

"Day..." The girl stared at him with a dazed expression, then called softly, and then stretched out her white and beautiful catkins, caressing the man's gentle and elegant face.

"Are you really Xuanyuan Xizhou?" Vermilion lips parted slightly, as if whispering casually, the woman said leisurely, her voice was full of endless pity...

The man was shocked by the sudden words, and looked at her in all sorts of astonishment.After the girl got out of his arms, she stood up gracefully, without feeling a little bit ashamed, and her naked body completely fell into the eyes of a man!Although they have had an unusually intimate relationship just now, generally speaking, as women, they still feel a little embarrassed.But not only did she not, she also calmly put on the clothes bit by bit.

The man was also shocked by the girl's words, deeply unable to extricate himself.The memory of the scene once again stayed at that bizarre scene.

Tell me your dying wish, and let me fulfill it for you with your body.

Save him, save him... let him live well... live well...

more?

And... my parents... can you treat me... as a filial piety?

Haven't you thought about anything for yourself?

Have.

Say.

I almost... let him die... If... yes, yes... in the future, I will try my best... to satisfy him...everything he wants. …………

I promise you.

At that time, Xi Zhou was really, really dying, but she got the promise of the "god" under the prayer before dying.

For a moment, the man was in a trance.The memories belonging to Xuanyuan Xizhou for more than twenty years all existed in his mind, vividly in his mind, as clear as if he had seen it yesterday.

So he is not himself, who else is?

"Why do you ask such a question?" The man frowned slightly, as if he didn't care so much about asking the doubts hidden in his heart.

If in the past ten years of his life, the man has always been someone else, then who is he really? !

"Because the real Xuanyuan Xizhou died a long time ago!"

(12 Fresh Coins) Chapter Twenty: Tracks ([-])

Chapter Twenty: Trajectories ([-])

"Because the real Xuanyuan Xizhou died a long time ago!" The girl spit out these words coldly without any emotion.

"Then you know that way." The man lowered his eyes, not letting his expression show any strangeness.

Hearing this question, the girl couldn't help but smile.This smile is really beautiful, and the world is drunk with a smile.

"Qingqing Zijin, care about my heart. Even if I don't go, Zining won't listen?" Like a soft singing, the girl whispered softly.

This is the second time the man has heard this beautiful poem read out...

"You told him this before, but now that he's here, you still can't remember it." The girl's bright eyes darkened, their pupils were watery, and the sadness in her smile was clearly visible.In this way, it is even more charming, and I feel pity for it.

There was a sudden shock in the man's heart, followed by a severe throbbing pain in his brain, as if someone had split his head with an axe.

"Him?!──Ah! It hurts──" The man clasped his painful head tightly with both hands in pain.At this time, he was extremely sad, his veins were protruding, his eyes were bloodshot, his face was pale, and he was a little scary.

A few fragmented pictures suddenly and forcibly squeezed into his mind.

On the battlefield where rivers of blood flowed, there were piles of dead bodies piled up like mountains, and a few wild dogs as thin as dry wood were hungry and thirsty eating some stumps on the ground.

In the sky, a group of whining crows hovered in the low sky, and some of them landed on the stinking corpses, eating the carrion with relish.

The surrounding air was filled with an unpleasant stench, which made people feel nauseous.

A ragged boy walked barefoot on the blood-stained ground in a daze.Everyone around is dead, no one is alive, except him, they are all dead...

I saw too much, too much, so the initial fear and fear turned into numbness and cold-eyed onlookers.

Tears flow too much, so they have already dried up.

Immediately afterwards, a loud cry broke the doomsday-like dead silence.

It turns out there are still people alive!

Even though his heart was numb, Xingxi was still so clear when he heard a voice that was alive besides him.

The boy sped up his feet and ran towards the source of the sound.

So he saw a child weaker than him sitting on a pile of broken corpses and crying loudly.

Obviously it was fine yesterday, mother and father were playing around with him.But in a blink of an eye, many, many knights in armor on big horses rushed forward.What followed was a flash of swords and swords, screams, cries, and groans, one after another, as if falling into the Shura hell.

The mother ran away with him all the way, but those knights still chased after him on fast horses, and stabbed the mother to death with a sword, blood spattered, staining the ground bright red.

Just when he was about to become their soul, a steady and powerful voice saved him.

"Zhen, when did I tell you to slaughter these helpless women and children?"

That voice was unforgiving and majestic, and everyone dared not take a breath.

Then, he saw that man riding a beautiful and flawless white horse, appearing in front of his eyes, like a god descending into the world, the fierce knights were all getting off their horses neatly, and knelt down towards the man, their expressions were full of anger. respect.

Then the man who looked like the overlord of heaven and earth looked at him in a blink of an eye.

Iron-black eyes are as sharp as arrows, as if they can pierce people's hearts.Facing such gaze, no one could look directly at him, including this child.

However, I don't know if it was because of being too scared that aroused the stubbornness deep in my heart, but the child was able to look at him!

Shui Lingling's eyes are wide open, although he is afraid, but his strong temper does not allow him to be weak, maybe this can also stop the newborn calf from being afraid of tigers.

"Okay! What a brat!" The man on the horse was startled slightly by the child's behavior, and laughed out loud.The sound was as loud as a bell, vigorous and powerful, and the next moment, the man turned his horse's head and drove away with all the knights.

Behind them, billows of dust rolled up like thousands of sea waves.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the child realized after a while that what happened just now, his favorite mother had died...

No, it should be all his relatives, and people he knows...

My own village, my homeland, and everything I own have been brutally trampled into ruins by the ruler of this world...

That ruler is undoubtedly the cruelest, most vicious, and most ruthless king in the world!

The heart-piercing pain caused tears to flow thousands of miles like a flood that broke a dam.

"It's all over, what's the use of crying?"

Just when the child was crying and almost dying, a childish and childish voice rang in his ears coldly.

He raised his head in a daze, and looked towards it, his tearful eyes imprinted the slender figure of a young man.

Before I had time to think about it, this scene was fleeting again, and it was replaced by another completely different scene.

This is an extremely beautiful forest, which seems to be full of vitality, and all life becomes unreasonably beautiful and moving.

The leaves are verdant and bright.The grass, lush and green, is particularly eye-catching.flower,!Purple and red, more colorful than the morning glow.

In this way, this place is better than a fairyland on earth, but who knows that there are countless dead bodies and resentful souls buried under the fertile soil...

A young man dressed in white snow and with hair like midnight leaned against a big tree, quietly playing a melancholy melody with his long flute.

It was like silently playing an elegy over and over again for the countless lives that died.

"Little ghost, it's you again!" A man in a dark black dress seemed to be attracted by the sad melody, and stepped forward.

At the end of his 50s, he is still a hunchback, with a proud and upright posture, and he looks like a young man in his twenties!As well as the natural kingly spirit unique to this man, people have to surrender to him.

The young man looked at the man slowly, his black jade-like pupils were clear and flawless, just like this he looked at the man without fear.

"You shouldn't come to this place, it belongs to me!" The man said in a low voice, his rough face was as calm as water, without any emotion overflowing.

The young man's eyes drooped slightly, looking at the bright red blood-like flower at his feet, he felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, so he said lightly, "I just came here to save them..."

"Those people don't need your pity, maybe they are willing to be the fertilizer in my garden." The man said with a smile on his face, as if he was talking about an insignificant thing.Yes, in the eyes of a man, no matter how many innocent lives there are, they are just like ants.

"Really?" The young man closed his eyes lightly in all kinds of pain, holding Yu Xiao's hand, trembling uncontrollably.

"You hate me, so why don't you try to kill me?" The entire dense forest is filled with men who have invited dozens of the world's first-class formation masters and masters of hidden weapons to set up layers of illusions here, full of everything, and Numerous organ traps make it enter but never exit.

But in such a dangerous place, the young man in front of him went in and out as usual, nothing unusual.From the very beginning, the man thought that he was an assassin who came to assassinate him, so he always approached him quietly, trying to find out what schemes the young man had.But while watching the changes, the man soon discovered that the facts did not seem to be what he thought. The young man seemed to just want to play his flute and music here quietly, to save the hundreds of millions of orphans who died. Soul, and prayed silently, may it rest in peace.

But the man still doesn't understand that the young man seems so kind, but he does these things that are useless to him. If he, the source of disaster for the common people, is single-handedly killed, wouldn't everyone be happy? !

But the boy's words will always make him puzzled, just like this...

"I only hope that one day, His Majesty can truly understand how wrong you are, and killing will never be the best way to rule."

"Many people have said that, but you know that they are all like this?" The man said jokingly with a raised eyebrow.

The young man shook his head slightly and remained silent.After a while, he said leisurely: "You are the destiny, the overlord of the world, and I can only be a bystander..."

(5 Fresh Coins) Chapter Twenty: Tracks ([-])

Fragmentary fragments are pieced together into a completely unknown world, or memory.

The incomparably spacious hall is white and translucent, without the slightest decoration, and it is also spotless, unbelievably clean.And in the very center, there are seven huge crystal pillars, arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper, and seven old men in pure white cloaks stand on each of the tall pillars.They made hand seals, and a string of ancient and complicated mysterious spells were read from their mouths.

Thus, a golden arc appeared on the snow-white ground, and it quickly outlined a huge circle.Then more golden lines appeared in the circle, drawing a set of extremely strange and complicated ancient totems, and countless strange characters also flashed out...

The young man quietly half-kneeled in front of them. Human beings always show signs of timidity and fear in the face of unknown things.

This boy is no exception, he is a human being, and he has the emotions that should be human from beginning to end.So his heart was involuntarily frightened, and his thin body trembled slightly uncontrollably. He was accompanied by a young man who was many years old.Compared with the boy's timidity, the youth seemed indifferent, even with a kind of inexplicable joy.

"Believe me, I will definitely not let you be wiped out." The young man held his hand tightly, fear, fear, would turn into smoke and disperse in the blink of an eye.

"You should know that this is our destiny." The young man smiled frankly, with a little more love and pity for the boy in his expression.

"So, this responsibility is up to me." Seeing the young man's smile, the young man didn't seem to be so scared anymore. If he couldn't take up this mission, the young man would carry it out indirectly, regardless of whether he was defeated or lost in the end. Victory, even young people cannot escape the severe punishment of fate──the soul will be wiped out, and they will never be reborn forever!

"Don't force yourself blindly..." The young man smiled softly, like a spring breeze.

The boy shook his head, his jade-like pupils were full of firm belief.Then he slowly let go of the young man's hand, and resolutely walked towards the huge magic circle formed by the seven old men on the ground...

Just when there was still a line away from the magic circle, the boy looked back and looked at the young man again.

Thousands of words, too late to tell, can only be lightly simplified into this beautiful poem.

"Qingqing Zijin, relax my heart. Even if I don't go, Zining won't have a sound?"

The next moment, he suddenly woke up.Xi Zhou hurriedly looked at the girl beside her...

Feng Hualing smiled happily at this time, she said happily: "As expected, only my virgin blood can awaken you!"

Xi Zhou was still puzzled, but Hua Ling was very patient. She raised her eyebrows and said softly, "Because I have the power of the Phoenix God, I can awaken the blood of Tianmen."

"Phoenix God? Tianmen?" Xi Zhou frowned, but there was deep doubt between her brows, as if she had walked into a dense fog, unable to distinguish the direction, and could not see the way...

"They are all just an ancient and long-standing sect, isolated from the world. But they were born by nature and are the most loyal servants of God! You can also call them 'Slaves of Heaven', and you were once one of them. "

Xuanyuan Xizhou remained silent, as if she had to concentrate all her energy to better analyze the meaning of the girl's words.

After a while, he sorted out all his thoughts, only wanting to get the most crucial answer.

"I'm not Xuanyuan Xizhou, so who am I?!" His expression was calm and indifferent, and his voice was as deep as a pool of stagnant water, so heavy that even broken stones could hardly make it splash.

It's like seeing through all kinds of things in the world, and there is nothing to move your heart.

(7 fresh coins) Chapter Twenty: Trajectories ([-])

Chapter Twenty: Trajectories ([-])

"When you were having sex with me, your third brother was already dead... If I were you, I wouldn't be asking such ridiculous questions at this moment!" Unspeakable sadness.

Undoubtedly, Xuanyuan Xizhou's shock from this soft words was so strong, the impact was so strong that even the heart couldn't bear it.

"what are you saying!?"

"Hehe..." When the girl saw Xi Zhou who was so helpless, she laughed even more happily.That smile is like a demon from hell, leading people into the bottomless abyss.

"Okay, Ling'er say it again, while you were enjoying the pleasure of greed, your beloved third brother died alone.

Not wanting to believe it, or not being able to believe it, his voice trembled and his words became incoherent.

"Ling'er...you...you...you...are...you are... telling me... are you kidding me...?? Hehe..." Xi Zhou subconsciously tried to deceive herself, but when she saw the girl's evil smile , and shaken.

"No...impossible...you will know..." He murmured, his expression was in a trance. He recalled the nightmare he saw before he woke up. At that time, he only thought that It was just a nightmare of his own, but now?But as if responding to what the girl said, it clearly appeared in front of my eyes again!

In the endless darkness, with nothing in it, a young man clenched in pain in a corner of silence, breathing weakly, almost inaudible.

"The Fengshen clan originally had the power of foresight just like the Tianmen, but because they interfered with the fate of the world, they were severely punished by the heavens, causing the entire clan to be overthrown! Maybe I am the only bloodline left." That's it. , the girl told Xizhou indirectly why she knew all this.

There was nothing in the terribly dead darkness, and there was nothing alive except him.

After a long wait, there is still no ray of light to be seen. Every second of time is like a hopeless torment.

Unbearable loneliness and empty loneliness can always make people lose themselves easily...

It's so cold, so cold, the surrounding air seems to be constantly reducing its original temperature.Tomorrow was huddled alone in the darkness, shivering, extremely sad.But he could only weakly utter that weak groan, as thin as a mosquito, but it could resound incomparably clearly in the silence here.

Cold, hungry, and thirsty.The temperature of the body lost little by little, and finally became icy cold.

From the initial skin being cold, frozen, painful, and now unconscious, a huge gap, a strange impact on my heart, like, like, watching myself die step by step, However, Er could not stop it.

The double torment of spirit and body brings more than just harm to tomorrow.

Falling into such a situation made him feel more painful than death...

Just when this thought flashed through his mind, it penetrated into the deepest part of his mind like a poisonous seed.

No──!When you die, there is nothing...

I can't die, I can't die yet, my brother is still waiting for me to save him...

He tried hard to get rid of the idea of ​​committing suicide, but it quickly began to take root and sprout like a lingering demonic thought, entangled in the ground, quickly engulfing everything in him, and broke his original tenacious will. No matter how he resisted, it was still useless.

yes!It won't be so painful to die...

It might be a good choice to die...

The slack pupils slowly shifted their eyes to his wrists, the slender veins and blood vessels, and the green color suddenly became very clear and vivid.Immediately afterwards, the evil thoughts that grew in the darkness were constantly urging him to bite through the main artery there with his teeth, so that not only could he drink the scalding liquid to quench his thirst, but he could also be relieved faster!

Then, as if fascinated, he slowly approached his wrist with his mouth, opened his teeth, and bit down hard on the pulse!

The bright red warm blood gushed out immediately, and tomorrow, like a victim in a desert, when he came into contact with the long-awaited water source, he sucked it in big mouthfuls.He was extremely hungry and thirsty, greedily drinking his own blood like a wolf...

Not enough, not enough, still not enough...

The bright red blood belonged to him, at this moment it was like poison mixed with poppy, once it touched it, he couldn't extricate himself!

In this way, tomorrow became even more insatiable, as if what he drank was not his own blood, not his own life, but a pot of sweet and mellow, incomparably fascinating sweet wine.

(6 Fresh Coins) Chapter Twenty: Trajectories ([-])

Chapter Twenty: Trajectories ([-])

When Xizhou came to the prison in great anxiety, regardless of the obstruction of the soldiers, he just used his own power to force his way in, and then walked into the depths of the prison with ease, the more he went in, the quieter he seemed Abnormally, at the end, it is almost empty and shocking.

He stared intently at the thick earth-gray stone wall directly in front of him, and quickly made a precise analysis in his mind. After a while, Xiri stepped forward.Stretching out his hand to hold down a stone brick, the surface of the brick immediately sank.Then he pressed down on several stone bricks several meters away, up, down, left, and right, once each.With extremely complicated laws, Xi Zhou accurately deciphered the mystery.

Then, as he thought, the mechanism on the stone wall was activated.

The mechanism on the stone wall is constantly moving, changing its position, and then cracking a door alternately.A gloomy dungeon slowly appeared in front of Xi Zhou's eyes. It was dark and gloomy, like a connection to a ghostly hell, full of eerie silence and an aura of despair.

Seeing this, Xi Zhou couldn't help but tremble with fear.

Take out the torch that you brought and light it.Then cautiously stepped into the deep darkness.

With the help of the bright candlelight, I illuminated the path under my feet, and began to search in this dead room.

"Tomorrow, are you there? Brother is here, don't be afraid..."

"Tomorrow, tomorrow! If you are still here, please respond, brother is here to save you!"

Xi Zhou gently yelled at the young man he was looking for, but he just yelled for a long time, but there was no response at all.In this way, Xi Zhou's heart hung up involuntarily.

Flustered, uneasy, witnessing the scene Xuanyuan Xizhou least wants to see in the next moment!

Under the range illuminated by the flickering flames, Xi Zhou saw a boyish figure quietly huddled in a corner of the wall, motionless.Everywhere around the boy's body, bright red liquid can be seen blooming like flowers, gorgeous, coquettish, and shocking!

The cold air has no temperature at all, but it is filled with a strong smell of blood, which is so unpleasant that it makes people sick!But it is tightly wrapped around Xi Zhou's mouth and nose...

"Tomorrow...don't play!" After seeing this scene, Li Xizhou refused to believe that all this was true for the first time!

"Tomorrow, if you continue to make trouble like this, I will definitely make you copy the Analects of Confucius [-] times as a penalty!" Xi Zhou stared, pretending to be stern.

But the boy was still the same as before, and he didn't move a bit.

He couldn't help shaking slightly, and with heavy steps, Xi Zhou walked towards it little by little...

There is still great hope in my heart, I hope that this boy will suddenly jump up when I approach, damn it, scare myself hard! Then tell him, this is just an extremely naughty prank!

But, it seems like God made a huge joke on him!

The boy is dead, really dead!The appearance of death is extremely miserable!His pale skin was tinged with green, and the expression after death stayed on the boy's distorted face due to pain!Not only ferocious but also crazy!The open mouth tightly bit the main artery between his wrists, swallowing his own blood and life...

More bright red overflowed from the main artery, flowed down through the bite between the teeth, gurgled out like a stream, slid over the neck, soaked the front of the clothes, dyed a large piece of clothes red, and even stained the cold floor. Shocking red!

"No!" Immediately, Xi Zhou shouted loudly.Frightened, his violently trembling hands could no longer hold the heavier Huozhe, and with a 'da' sound, Huozhe fell heavily to the ground.

At the moment when the flames extinguished, Xi Zhou threw herself on the boy and hugged him tightly.

The cold touch didn't have the slightest warmth that a living person should have, which made Xuanyuan Xizhou even more terrified, shaking the young boy's cold and stiff body like crazy.

"Wake me up tomorrow, wake me up quickly! I beg you as a big brother!" Amidst the bitter crying, his cry became even more heart-piercing!

(6 Fresh Coins) Chapter Twenty: Tracks ([-])

Chapter Twenty: Tracks ([-])

Why is this happening!Why!

He held tightly to the frozen body, his heart filled with despair and sadness.

There was a sound of greed and joy, but the warning in the dream was ignored!Indirectly killed the life of his dearest relative!

Sadness, remorse, despair, all negative factors are like dark clouds in the sky, weighing heavily on Xi Zhou's heart.

"Brother, your courage is really getting bigger and bigger!"

With the sound of a cold voice, the silent darkness was instantly broken, and the bright lights illuminated everything here!

The well-trained waiting soldiers filed in, standing on both sides with torches in hand.A tall and burly man walked in leisurely.

After Xuanyuan Lengye escorted him back to the capital tomorrow, he immediately received a memorial from the Huafeng Dynasty—the Dark Emperor would personally come to meet him and seal the friendship between the two countries.

Looking at this discount, Leng Ye feels that Feng Huaye has forgotten that he borrowed soldiers to his third brother to rebel a while ago?Now that the past has not been settled, do you want the two countries to become friendly?This is really incredible!

However, this also means that Leng Ye needs to devote all his energy and time to deal with this seemingly simple and friendly relationship between the two countries.

But what Leng Ye never imagined was that under the national surveillance that he had activated, the Dark Emperor could appear silently in a city outside the imperial capital of the Xuanlong Kingdom, with more than a thousand envoys with him? !

If it wasn't for this morning, when they received the greeting post sent by the Dark Emperor, they might not have known about it.

This shocked him even more deeply, as well as the officials of Xuanlong Kingdom.

The content of the post is so absurd that it is ridiculous!The general content is as follows.

Hearing the name of the God of War of the Second Highness of the Xuanlong Kingdom for a long time, I yearn for it infinitely in my heart. I only hate that the state affairs are entangled with life, and I can't meet him. Today, when I meet a free time, I will pay a simple visit!If there is something abrupt, look at Haihan.

Handwritten by Feng Huaye.

This letter is very sincere to those who don't know it, but in Xuanyuan Lengye's eyes, it's all bullshit!

It's not that Leng Ye didn't plant spies in the Huafeng dynasty, and he also received several encrypted letters from informants, all of which were written by the dark emperor himself.

Andi's handwriting is extremely beautiful and soft, but there is a madness that looks down on the common people!It's not comparable to the overly elegant font on this letter, so it's fine to ask someone to write it for you, but it's even more so.