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"Yes," Yun Ziyou nodded, "When I went there, their bodies had been dragged out of the palace. They were beaten to death with sticks and dumped in mass graves. I helped them make graves on the spot."

"I want to go see them..." Yan Xiaoyu felt cold and looked into the distance with some palpitations. That man really could see nothing except his rights.

"The longer you stay here, the more dangerous you will be. I'd better send you back to Dongchu first, and we'll discuss the future matters in a long-term way!"

"No, if he catches me, I will die with my child in front of him. If I die, everything will disappear!" Yan Xiaoyu passively looked at the floating clouds in the distance. She finally understood that love is full of conspiracies.

The palace is actually a very luxurious thing.

On the outskirts of the capital, in a mass grave, Xiao Ninglan was wearing a slim purple robe, standing in the thick fog with her hands behind her hands. He knew that she would definitely come, and he should get to know his relationship with her today.

She is his forbidden wife, if she insists on leaving, he will kill her with his own hands...

When Yan Xiaoyu arrived, a ghost fire flickered out. The vines under her feet tripped her and almost fell down several times. Aya stroked her and walked towards the tomb step by step.

There seemed to be a bright light hanging in the distance. She didn't know who would hang a light at the mass grave in the middle of the night. She walked towards the place with the light, and when she got closer, she realized that there was a figure standing next to the light.

The purple robe of excellent quality, the slender and straight figure, and the aura of a natural king are so familiar, but also so strange. The man slowly turned around, and his eyes met each other, filled with cold unfamiliarity and bone-gnawing hatred.

Does she hate him? Of course she hates him. From the moment she fell in love with him, there was endless torture waiting for him. Is this God's punishment for her unclear recognition? She admits it, but Juxiang and Meixiang, two

How could he kill a living human life? She looked at him with clear eyes and hatred...

Similarly, he gritted his teeth and looked at her. Did he hate her? Of course he hated her. He gave up the self-esteem of an emperor, didn't care about her past, and got three thousand favors, but what did he get in exchange? It was a betrayal. She and

When Yun Ziyou left, did he ever think about what he should do? He had already thought of imprisoning her next to him and making her his plaything for the rest of his life...

If you don't love him, just hate him, he really wants to...

Yun Ziyou stood behind the two of them and looked at her silently. After noticing her emotional fluctuations, he took action with the dagger in his hand. In the darkness, the sword blossomed like rain and attacked Xiao Ninglan majestically.

Xiao Ninglan did not draw his sword, one hand was still on his back, and the other hand was empty-handed to meet him. This is such a proud martial arts. His feet did not move, but his hands had already deflected Yun Ziyou's attack.

Yun Ziyou sneered, "Xiao Ninglan, you really hide it well enough!"

"Yun Ziyou, I know that neither you nor I can take Yan Xiaoyu away from the other party, so I have mobilized a hundred thousand Yulin troops. If you are still here at dawn, what will be the consequences? You

I know it very well in my heart!" Xiao Ninglan narrowed her eyes and looked at him, still standing with her hands behind her back.

"The emperor actually mobilized 100,000 imperial troops to deal with Yun Ziyou. Yun is so lucky!" Yun Ziyou nodded and clapped his hands. The applause was eerily empty in the silent night.

"What do you want?" Yan Xiaoyu stepped forward. She didn't know how things could turn out like this.

"The whole world, including you, belongs to me, so do whatever I love!" Xiao Ninglan looked at her mockingly, locking her eyes tightly with her eyes.

Yan Xiaoyu shook her head, and then began to back away. She stared at him angrily, her voice trembling, "Xiao Ninglan, I never thought that this would happen between us. In the past, although there were conflicts between us, it was never hatred.

Now, where does our hatred come from?”

She stepped back and smiled, lifted the palace lantern on the tree, raised it high, and illuminated her cheek, which was as white as snow. She reached out and took off the outermost hexagonal lampshade. The candlelight seemed to be brighter.

She was still smiling, as innocent and pure as before. She brought the candle a little closer to herself and said to him, "Did you know?"

She paused, and several people shed tears as they looked at her. This time, the tears were shed by her with a smile, and the bright summer sunshine suddenly made everyone's minds go pale.

She still just smiled, her cheeks wet with tears, "I regret so much, I regret falling in love with you. It turns out that the fun and scolding before, sharing weal and woe, were just fireworks..."

The candle in her hand was close to her clothes, and the hem of her skirt quickly caught fire. In almost a moment, the fire had spread in the wind. Xiao Ninglan couldn't breathe and looked at her suffocatingly. She was as beautiful as a bird bathing in fire.

Phoenix, stunning and dazzling.

Yun Ziyou screamed, "Xiaoyu..."

Xiao Ninglan stepped forward with scarlet eyes. She said that she loved him. It turned out that she loved him...

Shan Lin let out a heartbreaking roar, "Yu'er..."

The man in purple rushed towards Yan Xiaoyu crazily. He wrapped her tightly with his body. The fire spread on their bodies. He held her and kept rolling. She looked at him with a smile, tears streaming down her face, "Isn't that right?"

, you will not let me go until I die?"

His arms hugged her tightly. When everyone was panicking, it suddenly started raining in the forest. Yun Ziyou raised his head, and the raindrops fell on his face. When he looked at the man and woman who had reduced the fire a lot,

Shocked.

What was falling was not rain, but oil. The fire on Yan Xiaoyu suddenly became stronger. The flames spread from the hem of her skirt and engulfed her whole body. Xiao Ninglan roared and shouted, "Yu'er, Yu'er..."

Yan Xiaoyu wanted to push him away, but the burning pain in her body almost made her faint. Seeing that his body was also burning with gas, she shook her head, "Leave me alone..."

Xiao Ninglan tightened instead of letting go. He picked her up and rushed out of the mountain forest in the oil rain. Yun Ziyou was horrified and turned to look at Aya. Both of them were covered in oil. He looked into the distance in horror.

The running fireman said in a deep voice, "They are going to set fire to the forest. Aya, let's escape towards the waterhole. There may be a glimmer of hope!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a fire broke out in the woods. The two of them ran in the fire, and flames quickly appeared on their bodies. When they escaped from the woods, they jumped into the pool together.

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PS: Red envelope, I want a red envelope, woo woo, today’s 10,000-word update has been completed


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