She suddenly raised her head to the sky and roared. Tens of thousands of thunderbolts and cold rain poured down. Jian Yao heard the sound of the palace door of the inner court slumping down. For a moment, horse hooves rumbled. The magnificent palace was covered in smoke and dust, and broken ice rain fell.

The tears fell, and it was impossible to distinguish the blurry tears that hit my cheeks.

Heavy footsteps came from the tower, and Jian Yao's blurred eyes saw a golden glow. She stood up excitedly, only to see Feng Xie standing solemnly in the rain with a sword in hand.

"Solved it yourself? Great! What about you?"

The Fu Hai in his hand made a horizontal movement, raising an icy blue arc in mid-air. The blade of the sword cut through the rippling hair and finally stopped in front of Jian Yao. Those eyes were dazzling than ever, glowing with a deep coldness in the night rain.

blue.

"Feng Xie..."

Jian Yao walked towards the edge of the sword without stopping until the sharp blade was close to the tip of his nose. Something flashed in Feng Xie's eyes, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

There was a groan at the feet, and the two of them looked at each other. Gong Lianyi pulled out the dagger from the tapir chest and inserted it deeply into her chest. She leaned on him and smiled and murmured: "We are husband and wife, and there is no doubt about love.

…”

Flame thunder struck the cliff, roaring endlessly.

The mountains trembled and everything trembled.

Feng Xie looked away from the two bodies, looked at Jian Yao who was shrinking in Bingyu, looked at her blurred eyes, and asked calmly: "What about you?"

Jian Yao smiled sadly and said, "Feng Xie, are you willing to listen to me?"

Feng Xie's body slowly retreated, retreating under the protruding eaves of the tower. He took out an oil paper bag from his arms. There was a piece of firewood and a piece of sandalwood. He lit it elegantly and gently put it to his lips.

Blowing brightly, he finally looked at Jian Yao with a wicked smile:

"I'll give you a stick of incense, from here to the palace gate... If you can't finish running, I will kill you to appease the souls of my ghost army in heaven..."

"Feng Xie..."

Jian Yao's voice reached Feng Xie's ears like a sob. He focused his gaze on the upper part of her forehead and said with a smile, "Of course, you can finish your sentence, but the wind seems to be a bit stronger today!"

Jian Yao looked at the incense in his hand. The misty smoke swayed miserably in the wind, and was annihilated as soon as it rose. Face to face, Jian Yao stopped talking. As soon as he opened his mouth, there was only pain and tears flowing out of his eyes.

, slender

Long, eroding the soul to pieces. The dim firelight of sandalwood was simmering and tormenting. Under the dim light, Jian Yao looked at Feng Xie's eyes, which were very blue and bright, but he no longer looked at her. What was he hiding from? It was her.

Or your own heart?

In the darkness, Jian Yao thought of that loud cry. They still had a child, didn't they? The child who was taken away by A Hong might be the only salvation between them. When father and son meet, he... will

Won't you forgive her?

"Aren't you leaving?" Feng Xie waved up half of the incense in his hand and asked sarcastically. He watched as Jian Yao's face that was once held in his hands turned pale and broken. Then she bit her lower lip and suddenly

Turn around and face the palace gate with all your strength

Run away. Feng Xie stared blankly at the figure running wildly in the rain, and began to beat his chest unnaturally. The tearing pain made him bend down, and then he walked to the edge of the tower, holding in his hand

The cold light covering the sea is bright.

When I close my eyes, I see under my feet the innocent souls of innocent people on the battlefield in the past. They are mountains of corpses and rivers of blood. In that moment, all I can see are the clusters of stars and the sky-destroying flames...

"Jian Yao, you taught me to be cruel to the people I love, and you taught me to turn around without any nostalgia, but I can't learn to forget... can we... see each other again..."

In the spring of the thirteenth year of Rende, a new king in Beili came to the throne. The whole five continents were in panic. It was rumored that this king was of humble origin, illiterate and bloodthirsty. However, he would bring disaster to all the continents and wash away the capital with blood... She suddenly looked up to the sky.

Howl, thunderous thunder

, as the cold rain poured down, Jian Yao heard the sound of the palace door of the inner court collapsing. For a moment, horse hooves rumbled, the magnificent palace was covered by smoke and dust, and broken ice rain fell one after another, hitting his cheeks again.

Unclear and misty tears.

Heavy footsteps came from the tower, and Jian Yao's blurred eyes saw a golden glow. She stood up excitedly, only to see Feng Xie standing solemnly in the rain with a sword in hand.

"Solved it yourself? Great! What about you?"

The Fu Hai in his hand made a horizontal movement, raising an icy blue arc in mid-air. The blade of the sword cut through the rippling hair and finally stopped in front of Jian Yao. Those eyes were dazzling than ever, glowing with a deep coldness in the night rain.

blue.

"Feng Xie..."

Jian Yao walked towards the edge of the sword without stopping until the sharp blade was close to the tip of his nose. Something flashed in Feng Xie's eyes, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

There was a groan at the feet, and the two of them looked at each other. Gong Lianyi pulled out the dagger from the tapir chest and inserted it deeply into her chest. She leaned on him and smiled and murmured: "We are husband and wife, and there is no doubt about love.

…”

Flame thunder struck the cliff, roaring endlessly.

The mountains trembled and everything trembled.

Feng Xie looked away from the two bodies, looked at Jian Yao who was shrinking in Bingyu, looked at her blurred eyes, and asked calmly: "What about you?"

Jian Yao smiled sadly and said, "Feng Xie, are you willing to listen to me?"

Feng Xie's body slowly retreated, retreating under the protruding eaves of the tower. He took out an oil paper bag from his arms. There was a piece of firewood and a piece of sandalwood. He lit it elegantly and gently put it to his lips.

Blowing brightly, he finally looked at Jian Yao with a wicked smile:

"I'll give you a stick of incense, from here to the palace gate... If you can't finish running, I will kill you to appease the souls of my ghost army in heaven..."

"Feng Xie..."

Jian Yao's voice reached Feng Xie's ears like a sob. He focused his gaze on the upper part of her forehead and said with a smile, "Of course, you can finish your sentence, but the wind seems to be a bit stronger today!"

Jian Yao looked at the incense in his hand. The misty smoke swayed miserably in the wind, and was annihilated as soon as it rose. Face to face, Jian Yao stopped talking. As soon as he opened his mouth, there was only pain and tears flowing out of his eyes.

, slender

Long, eroding the soul to pieces. The dim firelight of sandalwood was simmering and tormenting. Under the dim light, Jian Yao looked at Feng Xie's eyes, which were very blue and bright, but he no longer looked at her. What was he hiding from? It was her.

Or your own heart?

In the darkness, Jian Yao thought of that loud cry. They still had a child, didn't they? The child who was taken away by A Hong might be the only salvation between them. When father and son meet, he... will

Won't you forgive her?

"Aren't you leaving?" Feng Xie waved up half of the incense in his hand and asked sarcastically. He watched as Jian Yao's face that was once held in his hands turned pale and broken. Then she bit her lower lip and suddenly

Turn around and face the palace gate with all your strength

Run away. Feng Xie stared blankly at the figure running wildly in the rain, and began to beat his chest unnaturally. The tearing pain made him bend down, and then he walked to the edge of the tower, holding in his hand

The cold light covering the sea is bright.

When I close my eyes, I see under my feet the innocent souls of innocent people on the battlefield in the past. They are mountains of corpses and rivers of blood. In that moment, all I can see are the clusters of stars and the sky-destroying flames...

"Jian Yao, you taught me to be cruel to the people I love, and you taught me to turn around without any nostalgia, but I can't learn to forget... can we... see each other again..."
Chapter completed!