Feng Xinglan, Mu Yin, and Yan Chen looked at each other, then stepped out of the window without hesitation and jumped out.
The three of them tapped their toes, and with their clothes flying, they reached the eaves of the attic opposite.
At this moment, there were many strong men standing on the eaves of many attics, and they all looked up in the same direction.
"Who is this girl..."
Many people were surprised that the girl in red dared to approach the white-haired Emperor rashly. Didn't she know the temperament of the white-haired Emperor?
When someone saw this scene, a sarcastic smile appeared on their lips.
"Another person with no eyesight!"
"Is this girl daydreaming? Hey, why did she stop..."
Suddenly, everyone's discussion stopped.
I saw the red shadow in the sky above the Emperor's City, like a blooming flame flower, running firmly and enthusiastically towards the emperor's location. Suddenly she stopped in mid-air.
The white-haired man seemed to feel something, and turned his head to look over. His deep eyes locked on her instantly.
Everything is silent...
They only have eyes for each other.
This glance passed through more than three years.
The girl looked at his white hair and his slightly thin body, her eyes were red for a moment, her chest seemed to be tightly held by a big hand, and she almost couldn't breathe in pain.
A drop of teardrops poured out of her eyes unconsciously, flowing down her cheeks, leaving a wet and cool tear trail. Then a gentle smile appeared on her face, and she spoke slowly:
"A Shuo."
The white-haired man finally heard the voice that was longing for him. A thin red color gradually appeared at the end of his eyes, and his cold, ink-colored eyes were filled with layers of gleaming light, showing inextricable tenderness and lost and recovered feelings.
The next moment, his figure suddenly disappeared from its original position.
At this time, the girl was suddenly hugged tightly by the man, and a shadow instantly enveloped her. The long arms were so strong that they almost melted her into his bones and blood.
She could feel his whole body shaking.
Like fear, but also like the joy of regaining something lost...
She immediately raised her hand and hugged him back, tightly and firmly. With red eyes, she buried her head in his chest, feeling his heartbeat and emotions at this moment, and only heard her say:
"A Shuo, I'm waiting for you."
"Little liar, you liar..." The man's low and trembling voice slowly reached her ears, carrying a bit of unspeakable grievance, which messed up her heart.
"Where have you been for the past three years?"
"I have been in a deep sleep for the past three years..." She pursed her lips and slowly told him the truth about her three years and one month of escape.
After he listened carefully, a deep voice came: "Father-in-law is doing this for your own good."
"Who is your father-in-law..."
Suddenly, his hands tightened around her slim waist. The moment she raised her head, the shadow fell unexpectedly.
A cold kiss touched her lips, and the next moment, he bit her lower lip.
"hiss……"
At that moment, a dazzling light burst out from around the two of them, sweeping in with the aura of the contract of the rules of heaven and earth.
His thin lips stained with blood slowly moved up to kiss Yunzheng's eyebrows devoutly, and then uttered a few words in a low voice.
"Two lives merge together..."
"I live and you live! I kill and you live -"
Only the two of them could hear the sound.
Yunzheng's pupils shrank and she looked at him in shock and said, "Are you crazy?"
He actually tampered with the rules of compatibility. If she dies, he will die too. But...if he dies, she can't die.
The man smiled lowly, his eyes were extremely red, revealing a sense of madness and decadence. His narrow red eyes stared at her with endless affection, and his thin lips parted slightly: "Yes, I'm crazy.
.”
"So, Zheng'er, please love me more in the future." His words were a little choked.
Yunzheng's suppressed emotions suddenly became unbearable, and she suddenly clenched her fists and beat him on the chest, tears rolling down like broken beads.
She scolded: "I asked you to live a good life, not to let you torment yourself like this."
"Stupid Erdan, Wang Erdan, Dog Erdan!"
In her memory, only more than ten days had passed. She suddenly saw him with white hair, decadent and crazy, and felt pain in her heart.
How miserable has he been in the past three years...
And my friends, they are always running for themselves.
She couldn't help but hate the powerful ghost-faced masked man and Bai Lianye.
This was the first time a man saw her crying so violently. His heart suddenly felt like it was being cut with a knife. The pain was unbearable. He quickly raised his hand and carefully wiped away the tears on her cheeks little by little.
He looked a little flustered and coaxed: "Don't cry, don't cry, I am Zheng's Erdan."
When she heard this, she buried her face into his warm chest and said angrily: "Don't let people see me cry."
She was crying so embarrassingly, which damaged her image as the Storm Team's Cloud Team.
The man tightened his arms around her waist little by little, and his deep eyes suddenly glanced down as cold as frost. He coaxed in a low voice: "Don't worry, I have already set up a barrier, and they won't notice."
"When was it set?" She didn't realize it. Her strength was really...too low.
"Just when I called you a little liar."
Yunzheng: "..." Her tears suddenly stopped.
"A Shuo..."
She looked up at his white hair and couldn't help but raise her fingers to touch his white hair. She seemed to feel his grief at that time.
He asked: "Is it ugly?"
"Not ugly." Yunzheng shook his head slightly. He was really not ugly. His face could completely control the white hair, but...
The white hair made her heart ache a little, as if she was emotionally moved by the scene.
At this time, Emperor Zun raised his hand and held her hand. His deep eyes were filled with extreme tenderness and deep love that could not be hidden. He seemed to be able to see through her thoughts at the moment, and said: "I will find a way in the future to
Hair turns back to black."
What you don’t want to see, I won’t let it appear again.
Yunzheng raised her eyes to meet his, "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long."
"Zheng'er, you don't have to say you're sorry." Emperor Zun's thin lips parted slightly, and he said slowly and with a somewhat self-reproaching tone: "I am the one who should say sorry. It was me who failed to protect you and asked you to do it for me.
Block the sword and..."
He couldn't say that word.
He raised his slender white fingers with clear joints and slowly touched her cheeks, eyebrow bones, bridge of nose, and hair inch by inch, as if to confirm her existence.
He looked at her with his deep eyes, and sometimes the grief and sorrow he showed inadvertently made people feel that there was a sense of brokenness in him.
She was still exactly the same as he remembered.
Nothing has changed.
This time, he would protect her no matter what.
He lowered his eyes, his pupils darkened, and he was unclear. For her, he could fight against gods, demons and ghosts...
At this time, Yunzheng grabbed the clothes on his chest with both hands, then stood on tiptoes, and gently pressed her red lips on his thin lips.
The corners of her lips were slightly raised, and she smiled slightly: "I will be here from now on."
When he heard this, his heart felt as if he had been hit hard. His deep gaze fell on the girl's face, his thin lips curled up slightly, and he made a low 'hmm' sound.