Liu Yu's heart moved and turned to look at his left arm. Under the moonlight, the developed muscle lines were clearly distinguished, with a bright red mark on it, which was the position of the life-suspending thread, but the red thread disappeared without a trace and never saw it again.

The mysterious voice sneered: "You don't even know when you lost your lover's token, and you still say you have her in your heart? Just as you hugged Murong Lan, your love for Wang Miaoyin, along with this life-sustaining strand, went with the wind. Liu Yu, accept the reality, Murong Lan is the woman who suits you, and you and Wang Miaoyin will always be destined to be together."

Liu Yu couldn't help but roar: "Bastard, come out, who are you! Come out quickly! If I don't believe you, who are you pretending to be a ghost?!"

The mysterious voice suddenly laughed. In this confused night, there was a black fog, and the mysterious voice was in this fog, as if it was close or far away, gradually leaving: "Liu Yu, this is your destiny. On your path to kings, love, friendship, and family will always be lost. Only by bearing the suffering that people cannot bear can you become the real king. Let go, that Xianbei woman can help you and become king, king, king, king, king, king…………”

The word "Wang" is in my ears, but it is far away with the wind. Liu Yu shouted in his heart: "No, you are lying, you are talking nonsense. There is only a wonderful sound in my heart, no one else!"

He wanted to rush out of this. In the deep fog, he could not breathe and his chest was about to split. However, when his feet just stepped out of the wall, a fire suddenly flashed from a distance, and another sound of footsteps came to the ground. Liu Yu immediately retracted into the wall. Only then did he realize that because of the impulse that just now was disturbed by the mysterious and strange sound, he even missed a rotation patrol time, and he was almost exposed. He kept scolding him in his heart, but he looked around and wanted to find the source of the strange sound.

The black fog seemed to have dissipated cleanly. The footsteps of the Qin army patrolled were calm and powerful. They came from afar and gradually extended in another direction. Finally, they disappeared. During this period, Liu Yu did not find any living people around him. The fog and the mysterious sound seemed more like a psychological effect after being confused for a while. However, deep in Liu Yu's heart, a terrible consciousness gradually emerged: Did I really have a relationship with Murong Lan? When she was in my arms just now, the feeling was so beautiful. I have always thought that I only loved Miaoyin in this life. Is it really moved? Or did I have to spend too long with Murong Lan and have a feeling?

Liu Yu was shocked in his heart, and he said to himself: "No, this cannot be done, absolutely not. Not to mention Miaoyin has been waiting for you, not to mention her deep affection for you. As for Murong Lan himself, it is impossible. She is a Xianbei princess. You are a Han hero who is determined to fight the Northern Expedition. You are a Han and Hu. Now you cooperate temporarily and will be betrayed by her at any time like the previous two times. Even this time, she threw herself into her arms, was she deliberately or was she surprised? Can she really make it clear?"

Liu Yu's expression became gloomy. When he recalled his first encounter with this elf-like Xianbei woman, he was in the Yingou Gambling House. The northern female gambling god wearing a veil, naked arms, and tattoos on her shoulders seemed to have a magic power, which attracted her eyes firmly on her. The indescribable feeling was definitely not love, but also a feeling that she couldn't bear to turn to others. It can be said that at that time, there were hundreds of people in the room, including the leader of the Tianshidao and the three disciples, as well as heroes like Liu Yi and He Wuji, but it was this elf-like woman who couldn't even see her face, which attracted all her attention.

Liu Yu murmured to himself: "Murong Lan, what kind of existence do you have to me? Do you really want to treat me as a brother, or do you just treat me as a pawn to serve your brother's ambition to revive Yan State? Are you really tired of being a killer as you said, wanting to rely on me to fight for a free life, or have you seduced me from the beginning, using my feelings and kindness to achieve your own goals. Just like the intimate contact just now, did you really have the temporary expediency, or did you plan to collude with me? Liu Yu, Liu Yu, when will you be able to see through a person and a woman's heart?"

A faint green light shone by, like a ghost fire, and disappeared in a flash. Liu Yu's heart moved. It was a mark when he discussed emergency contact with Murong Lan. Only then did he realize that Murong Lan was probably waiting in the corner of the hall, and was afraid that something would happen to him, so he took the risk of shining light to contact him. Thinking of this, Liu Yu gritted his teeth, exposed his wall, and his eyes suddenly turned to the place where the bright light occurred hundreds of steps away.

In the night, Liu Yu's eyes were like stars. Even if it was a few hundred steps away, the elf-like figure wrapped in black was still all into his eyes. Even on the black masked scarf, in the water-like starry eyes, the anxiety and expectation overflowed on the eyes. When the eyes met, the anxiety and uneasiness disappeared and turned into sincere relief. Even through the scarf, Liu Yu could clearly see that Murong Lan breathed a long sigh of relief.

Murong Lan also looked at Liu Yu, and a trace of warm affection flashed in her eyes. It was the kind of true relatives, and even the lover was safe and safe, and the big stone fell to the ground. It seemed that she also felt that this moment was too eager. The light of relief flashed and quickly gestured to Liu Yu: What happened? I haven't come for a long time?

Liu Yu sighed in his heart. When Murong Lan saw her for a moment, the feeling in her eyes seemed extremely difficult to fake. If she could change the feeling she had just now, it would be said that this woman's acting skills were above the nine heavens and were beyond human capacity. Liu Yu's heart felt warm and he replied vigorously: It's okay, I'm a little distracted, I'll come now.

Murong Lan frowned and continued to gesture: It’s time to come soon, we don’t have much time left!
Chapter completed!