Tianjun Chasing His Wife Crematorium

When everyone discovered that their homes had been burned down, the last tight string in their hearts began to break.Until the first wailing sounded in the team, the defense line in everyone's heart completely collapsed, and they all broke down in sobs.

No matter how Fu Yun and others comfort and encourage everyone, if they walk out alive, there is hope.No one could listen to it, and it was difficult for the team to move forward.

"Be careful, there is a small group of people approaching."

After Bai Sang gave the warning, the four of them immediately surrounded the team, ready to fight.

Holding the sword hilt, Fu Yun listened attentively to the movement from the treetops, the bushes were rustling, thick fog suddenly appeared around, and a huge evil spirit was slowly approaching.

When a group of masked men in black with scimitars jumped out of the shadows, Fu Yun only remembered the desperate screams behind him, and the blood that spewed out when he stabbed the two masked men, staining his face. full body.

When she opened her eyes again, what caught her eyes was gorgeous curtains, and the whole body was filled with a faint fragrance.Fu Yun still felt dizzy, what happened to Fu Ling, Senior Brother Fu Ze and the others?

Fu Yun stood up and found herself lying in a luxurious room, with a maid dressed in Miao costumes standing respectfully by the side of the bed.

"Where is this? Where are the others?"

The maids bowed their heads and no one spoke.

Fuyun struggled to get out of bed, but felt his feet go limp and fell forward.A man in Miao costumes approached him quickly, and supported Fuyun.

The man said something in Miao language to the maidservants beside him, and then the maidservants bowed and retreated.

Fu Yun stared blankly at the tattoo on the man's neck, as if he had known him before.

After the maid stepped back, the man looked at Fu Yun with wolf-like eyes, and said calmly, "The weakness in your body hasn't subsided yet, that's why you're so weak. I'll help you back to bed."

"It was you, that day—" It was the man who was captured back to the stockade and tied to a stake that day.

"Well, it's me." The man responded lightly, picked up Fu Yun, and put him back on the bed.

Fu Yun grabbed the man's skirt, "Where is this place, where is the person walking with me?"

"They have no fear of their lives for the time being."

"Take me to meet them!"

"No."

"Why?! Who are you, what exactly is this place?!"

"Because you are different from them, this place will be your home from now on."

Fu Yun was stunned for a moment, struggling to sit up with his limp body, "What do you mean, who are you and where are you?!"

"I am the son of King Miao, Ge Keyou, this is my residence, you are safe."

"What about the others, why am I not with them, what did you bring me here for?"

"The others are still alive, bring you because I want you."

Fu Yun suddenly felt his scalp go numb, and his mind was confused, "I don't understand, I want to see them."

"No."

"Why, if I don't see them, how do I know if they are dead or alive?!"

"They're still alive."

"I want to see them."

"You are a Han, they are from Miaojiang, what is the relationship with you, is it worthy of your concern, or is there someone among them that you can't let go?" Ge Keyou's tone was calm, but there was a cold light in his eyes.

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, I want to get out of here." Saying that, Fu Yun struggled to get out of bed.

Ge Keyou sat silently on the side of the bed, watching Fuyun slump to the ground before taking two steps.

"You are mine now, and you can't go anywhere. If you can be more gentle, I can still take you to meet the person you want to see."

"What exactly do you want?"

Ge Keyou slowly approached Fu Yun, knelt down, pinched Fu Yun's chin, and said word by word, "I don't care about the others, I just want you, that's all."

His chin hurt so much from being pinched by Keyou, Fu Yun was unable to struggle, so he was forced to look directly into the man's cold eyes, "Why, why am I—"

The corner of Keyou's mouth curled into an imperceptible smile, he hugged Fuyun horizontally, threw him on the bed, and pressed him under him.

"What do you want to do?!"

Ge Keyou brushed the hair from the side of Fu Yun's face, looked carefully at Fu Yun's eyebrows, and said in a deep voice, "What do you think?"

The anger of being humiliated roared towards the top of Fu Yun's head, making him want to jump up and tear the man in front of him with his hands. Fu Yun gritted his teeth and said, "If you dare to do dirty things to me, I will definitely kill you!" die!"

Ge Keyou sneered, without saying a word, and stretched out his hand to untie the thin shirt on Fuyun's body.

"Bastard! If you continue, I promise to make you regret what you did today!"

Fu Yun stretched out his hand and wanted to hit, but his whole body was so soft that he couldn't use his strength. When his fist landed on Ke You, he became light and light.

"Okay, I'll wait."

When the body was touched by Keyou, Fuyun felt ashamed and angry, and just wanted to cut him into pieces with his own hands.

Ge Keyou stared at Fu Yun's unhealed wounds caused by falling off the cliff, and said in a deep voice, "How did you get these old wounds on your body?"

"Oh, what?"

Ge Keyou didn't speak, he took out a small bowl from the table beside the bed, reached out to dig out some paste, and for a while, the strong smell of medicine diffused.

"What did you paint on me?!"

Ge Keyou applied the ointment to those wounds, and said softly, "This way, there will be no scars."

Fu Yun reached out to push Ke You, "Don't touch me, your hypocritical kindness is disgusting."

Ge Keyou raised his eyebrows and looked at Fu Yun, "You think too much, I just don't like my people, there are flaws on my body."

After struggling several times to no avail, Fu Yun felt even more exhausted, his throat was hoarse, and he couldn't help but despair, "What do you want to do with me? Where are the others now? What happened to them?"

Ge Keyou helped Fuyun to apply the medicine, and said, "If you can be gentle and satisfy me, I will tell you."

Fu Yun fixedly looked into Ke You's eyes, and smiled wryly, "Why, it's just me, we obviously only met once."

"One side is enough."

"So, I brought you a bowl of water, and you came up with a whim and wanted to arrest me?"

"If you are good enough, I can only spoil you."

Fu Yun smiled bitterly, "Thank you for your kindness, I can't stand it. Why don't you humiliate me like this?"

A man also covered in tattoos and with a machete pinned to his waist walked into the room, knelt down on one knee, and said something to Ge Keyou in Miao language.

Ge Keyou's expression suddenly became serious, and he glanced at Fuyun, "I'll come see you later, have a good meal, and I won't harm you."

After finishing speaking, Ge Keyou got up and left.

Fu Yun lay on the bed in a daze, thinking, the appearance of Keyou just now doesn't seem like a lie, Fu Ling and the others should still be alive.After the effect of the medicine wears off, I will find a way to find out the situation here, and it is good to leave if I have the opportunity.

This Ge Keyou doesn't take hard things, if he greets Ge Keyou with a smile first and gains trust, maybe he can take himself to see Fu Ling and the others.

Fu Yun was lying on the bed, looking at the curtain above his head, thinking of the soaring fire, thinking of the desperate wail, thinking of Senior Brother Fu Ze, Bai Sang, and Fu Ling...

Fuling, where are you now, are you injured?

I don't know how long I lay there, the maid brought a table of meals, all of which were dishes from the Central Plains.Fu Yun glanced at the food, but had no appetite, and only wanted to see Fu Ling and the others.

The sense of powerlessness in her body gradually disappeared. Fu Yun walked a few steps in the house. The maid guarding here didn't respond, so Fu Yun moved towards the door.

Sure enough, two men with scimitars on their waists were guarding the door. When they saw Fu Yun, they reached out to stop them and said a few words that Fu Yun couldn't understand.

Fuyun stood in the house and looked out. The place he was in was a group of buildings on the mountain. The blue-tiled buildings were arranged in a patchwork pattern. In the distance, the fog-shrouded town could be seen.

As expected, I am no longer in the forest under Baichong Mountain, Fu Ling, where are you now?

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