"That's his own choice." Gu Yanyi's voice fell, very softly.

He suddenly thought of the same situation that night at Da Ci'en Temple. The choices were overlapping, whether to follow him or turn back and go to the abyss.

Rarely, he panicked.

"Princess, trust me, follow me and keep moving forward. We will escape. No matter you want to go back to Chang'an, or go to the grasslands and deserts, or to the ends of the world, I will guard you."

"Okay?" At the end of the question, his voice began to tremble.

But Wei Yunzhu pushed him away as if frightened, retreating step by step, getting further and further away from him: "He will die, he will really die..."

As she mumbled in a daze, her face was already filled with tears. No, she didn't want him to die like this. He owed him what he had and he hadn't paid back yet!

"Zhuzhu, don't abandon me!" As Gu Yanyi screamed in panic, a crystal teardrop fell from the corner of the girl's eyes, and she turned around resolutely and ran back.

Gu Yanyi suddenly laughed, and while laughing, he shed tears: "Zhuzhu, you don't have to feel that you owe me anything in this life, I still have my left hand!"

The sound reached the girl's ears, and she just paused, then quickly ran through the snowy sky and disappeared into the vast white space between the sky and the earth.

Tears poured out of the snow-robed young man's eyes one after another. He laughed and cried, extremely ferocious, and his sickly body was like an embankment that was about to be washed away by the torrent, teetering on the verge of destruction.

Then, he resolutely ran in the opposite direction from where the princess left. He must, must divert the pursuers sent by his father!

Amidst the roaring sound, he heard the sharp, murderous voice getting closer and closer to him.

Then, the smile at the corner of his mouth suddenly turned cold and terrifying: "If you die, the King of Yue will probably be heartbroken."

She faltered and never cared about all the memories he thought of meeting each other, as sweet as sweet treats, and as valuable as treasures.

It's really interesting, for his so-called love.

The shadows in front of Pei Ji's eyes are getting heavier and heavier, and everything in the blur is filled with blood-colored haze. His figure has begun to sway involuntarily, but he still insists on going to the enemy. He heard it, sworn brother?

Whenever he mentioned the past events with great expectation, the little princess's eyes were always confused and she said she didn't remember.

He didn't want his Zhuzhu to be burdened with heavy pressure, so he told her that she no longer had to feel that she owed him anything.

There are many, many more regrets. Why are there always so many regrets?

At this time, Pei Ji was holding a Mo sword in his hand and stabbed it hard into a soldier's heart. His whole body was trembling because the blood had soaked his purple robe, turning it into a dark color.

What a miserable life. The person he loves doesn't love him, or even hates him, so what's the point of living? What's the point?

Countless blood holes were flowing out of blood uncontrollably. The blood on the forehead slid down, flowed over the cheeks, and dripped into the dust.

Then, let him do one last thing for the princess.

Never remember...

The little princess forgot that year, the redemption she got off the carriage on a snowy night outside Da Ci'en Temple, the portrait he personally presented to the Imperial Study Room, the bloody battles on the battlefield, and how he tried his best to win over neighboring countries just to use it as a birthday gift.

Give money to her.

One person, with the force of his palm, knocked out more than a dozen people who were rushing forward. They were full of wildness, as strong as a wild beast, and no one could resist it.

…

He's going to die, that's for sure.

Then, a large shadow rushed up in front of him, and the sword that had always been as stable as a mountain in his hand was rushed away. Then, his heart sank, and he began to sway uncontrollably and leaned back heavily...

Through the other side of the barren mountain, blood filled the air.

Why did he tell her that he still had his left hand? Because he was left-handed, and his right hand was dispensable. It was not that important. These days, whenever the princess looked at his right hand, her eyes were full of regret and sorrow.

Before coming today, he didn't tell his sworn brother because he didn't dare. Over the years, he had treated him as his own and was extremely tolerant. However, he betrayed him... betrayed the marriage he carefully selected for himself, and once again

He disobeyed him and acted alone, causing a lot of trouble.

There was a messy and noisy sound of footsteps in his ears, and a large number of torches were approaching. Gu Yanyi, who calmed down, opened the torch with his left hand.

Because whenever he thinks of her, Pei Ji doesn't want to die even more. The stronger his desire, the more painful it will be for him at the moment.

Taifu Gu clapped his hands monotonously and stubbornly: "It is indeed the most proud work of the King of Yue. It has indeed given him a face, but it is a pity that you are about to die."

The mountains, snow, rivers, and icy fields are desolate, and the green is the white bones of the beacon smoke. This fierce battle, mixed with blood and roars, is covered by the white snow. The blizzard is about to stop, and it seems that you can hear the suppressed breathing of the man in purple robe.

There was a huge noise, the dirty and dirty snow was slapped away after being stepped on, and the powerful evil python fell down.

In fact, Pei Ji was very reluctant to die in his heart, because the little civet cat picked up by the little princess in Yong'an Lane was very delicate. If he died, who would take care of him in the future? In the secret warehouse of his house, there were piles of

The gold and silver treasures piled up have not yet been used. He is the chief minister and has all the power. It is not pleasing to the eye. He has not yet killed all the people he wanted to kill...

In the end, Pei Ji was unstoppable.

Pei Ji held Mo Jian in his hand and looked at the crowds of soldiers rushing towards him with scarlet eyes. He raised his hand and raised the blade, with a flash of cold light and a "second pull" of blood splashing.

However, no matter how brave Pei Ji is, he cannot withstand the steady flow of thousands of troops. The springs will one day dry up, and the mountains and rivers will one day sink to the bottom.

Sure enough, the sworn brother was right, he, Pei Ji, was a loser.

After the ferocious five-clawed golden python was contaminated with blood, it became full of evil and more ferocious. More blood must be sacrificed to this evil spirit in order to satisfy its perverted thoughts of killing.

Between heaven and earth, it is extremely clear.

His face was pale, and his forehead was sweating frequently from holding back, but the murderous look in his eyes had not diminished at all.

However, when he was about to die, the last thing he dared to think about was the little princess.

"The master of the house has an order to kill without mercy!"

Taifu Gu quietly looked at the fighting not far away, his eyes were indifferent, he didn't expect that this evil python could hold on for so long, it was really trying its best.

Perhaps, he is a complete madman, and those memories do not exist at all, they are all his imagination when he is crazy.

It's really unfair...

He has always repaid his flaws and is pitiful for being petty. He is afraid that this kind of anger and injustice will encourage him to entangle the little princess in his next life.

But when I think about how much she hates herself, maybe she will be the same in her next life.
Chapter completed!