No matter how bold Fang Fei was, she would not dare to leave.

The further down you go, the more bushes and weeds grow.

The shadow of the setting sun has also disappeared.

It's dark, but not thorough.

It was a hazy mood.

Even the huge bat pattern projected on the wall became blurry.

At this time, the shrill crying sound seemed to have disappeared again.

Fangfei gritted her teeth, her heart pounded, and she walked forward again.

This time, the wind was very light, really light, and it gradually became stronger.

It didn't come from the sky, nor from the woods, but from the valley. The evil wind was gusting, and Fang Fei couldn't move at all, and her body was almost blown away. In panic, she hurriedly hugged a tree as thick as a bowl next to her.

The howling sound was very obvious now - it was with the wind, eerie, as if the bats in the mountains were crying in groups.

Fang Fei's heart almost stopped beating.

However, at this moment, a group of dark things flew over.

She didn't notice it at first.

When he got closer, his face suddenly turned pale.

bat.

All bats.

This valley is obviously their habitat.

Fang Fei didn't know where she got the courage, so she suddenly let go, turned around and ran up the mountain.

She staggered and ran as hard as she could. There were bats everywhere on her body, ears, clothes, and hair... maybe they were poisonous bats... These bats entangled her and chased her, as if they wouldn't suck her blood.

Work hard and never stop.

However, she neither pulls nor attacks.

She understands that as long as she takes action, she will really see blood.

As long as he sees blood, he is dead.

She didn't know how she climbed up.

Above is the tomb of Emperor Hongwen.

She almost collapsed next to the tombstone, relying closely on the support of the tombstone to prevent her from fainting immediately.

Unrepressible sadness and fear.

She couldn't hold it back and burst into tears.

The setting sun on the mountain rose up from the valley, and the last trace of red halo disappeared. Only a sunset glow, also blood-red, shrouded Fang Fei's head like a huge magical fire wheel.

Her cries carried far, far away.

So sad, so helpless.

It seems like the end of the world has arrived.

Luo Jia slowly opened his eyes, and then closed them again, his heart feeling like a knife.

He was not tied up or subjected to any torture, but he could not move, not at all, just like a person with rickets who could only sit on the cold stone slab.

The crying came from above, unscrupulous and heartbreaking.

After a long while, he sighed.

This sighing sound disturbed the people at the entrance of the cave.

He had been sticking to the brown wall. At this time, he no longer looked like a bat, but a gecko. His thin body was almost completely close to the stone wall.

Hearing the sigh, he turned around and said, "Your Majesty, are you sad?"

Luo Jia is not sad - she is heartbroken!

He was obviously very satisfied with the result, and he also had some regrets: "Oh, we still failed in the end. Empress Dowager Feng is really brave. Apart from her, there are probably no women in the world who dare to walk into this valley like her."

There is no one else. What a pity, what a pity... If she had only taken a few more steps, it would have been perfect. Those bats would definitely drain her blood. You know, in a quarter of an hour at most, she would turn into a real skin.

, Empty skin, hahaha..."

A murder trap.

Even the death was caused by bats.

Everything has nothing to do with anyone else.

What a perfect plan.

Luo Jia was still calm: "Isn't it easy to kill her? In fact, you shouldn't give up at the last moment. As long as you use a little more tactics, she will definitely come down..."

"Hahaha, come down? Come down to find you?"

He turned back suddenly.

Bat-like eyes stared at Luo Jia: "In order to find you, Queen Mother Feng is really desperate for life and death. Your Majesty, you should be satisfied..."

He didn't say any more.

Because the shrill cries became clearer and clearer, as if they were floating down the vines in the valley, one after another.

This time, it's not just a trick, it's real, the cry of a real person.

It was Empress Dowager Feng's cry that fell from the top of Emperor Hongwen's mausoleum into the valley.

Like a handful of bright red blood smeared on the chest.

Luo Jia was still calm: "Poor Fang Fei, maybe she was injured in front of the tombstone."

In front of the tombstone!

The tombstone of Emperor Hongwen!

Rather than Luojia's tombstone.

He raised his hand, creating a gust of wind, and his voice was so sharp: "What does this have to do with Emperor Hongwen? Your Majesty, she is crying for you! Because of you! This hypocritical woman cannot be sad for the death of Emperor Hongwen...

...Tsk, tsk, tsk... Listen, her cries are so fake... So fake... She's crying for you, looking for you, Lord Luojia... But don't worry, she won't be able to find her for the rest of her life.

I can’t even find it, hahaha…”

This laughter is unbridled.

Spread far, far away.

However, when you go up from the valley and encounter bursts of pine waves on the way, it changes and turns into a kind of crying... an extremely miserable and sad crying...

But Empress Dowager Feng's cries were suppressed from above.

Two strange sounds intertwined into a kind of creepy sadness.

Just like in the dark night, countless lonely ghosts were released, desperately looking for the final way out.

"She is not crying for him...not for Emperor Hongwen...no..."

His voice also sounds like a certain kind of night owl.

A terrifying storm-like force swept across the sky.

"Your Majesty, you may be wondering why I am so sure, right?"

Luo Jia said nothing.

"Ha. That's because of the adulterous affair between you two bitches... the adulterous affair!!" His tone was either angry or distressed, "What are you doing even though Emperor Hongwen's bones are still cold?"

Luo Jia was startled.

He was hysterical, and suddenly he waved his hand and threw something over.

Luojia couldn't dodge. It turned out to be a piece of gravel, which hit him right on the bridge of his nose, causing blood to flow out immediately.

"You couple of bitches... What were you doing on the day when Emperor Hongwen burned the soul? You were hiding in the curtains, flirting with each other in front of his mausoleum... shameless people... shameless people..."

It was as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

Luo Jia closed her eyes miserably.

He had always been wondering why his whereabouts were so hidden and people would find out the clues, and how he could track him so cleverly that he could easily find him without any effort.

It turns out that it started to be exposed from that day.

It was the first day when he officially appeared. He suppressed Lu Tai's riot and met the heartbroken Fang Fei... After more than ten years of not seeing each other, countless days and nights of lovesickness, the two of them were at that time.

They were all out of control, like wild horses running wild, in front of Emperor Hongwen's mourning hall, under the heavy curtains...the first intimate and lingering...

Little did he know that at that time, a pair of surveillance eyes had already sneaked into his eyes.

When the two of them are most defenseless.
To be continued...