The hardest thing to bear is the kindness of a beauty

Yu Wenhui rode his horse through the city gate.

On the tower in the distance, Mo Ying saw this scene and turned around, "Your Highness, His Royal Highness Duan Wang has left the city."

A game of chess was placed in front of Yu Wenyu, with a black and white layout. Although the white stone had a strong position, the black stone was able to come from behind, and now the victory was guaranteed.

"She has waited for many years and finally arrived at this moment."

The sunspots on his fingertips were collected in his palms. When he stood up, he raised his eyes and looked at the vast sky. "In that case, just go there for me."

"yes."

After Yu Wenhui left the capital, Mo Ying and his party also left the city.

Above them was the vast winter sky.

The sky was lonely, and the eagle spread its wings and soared for nine days, and finally stopped at a house.

Jiang Li reached out and took off the creed from the eagle's leg.

There is a heater in the room, and the person standing in front of the rosewood bookcase is wearing a sky-blue gown. The fingers holding the book are slender, and the joints are well-proportioned. The faint light from the window focuses on him, and his profile looks like a scholar.

The spirit, seven points of indifference and alienation, is pure and elegant.

Jiang Li only glanced at it and then looked away.

"Master, there is news."

Si Baiyu came to his senses.

The scroll was put down and he went to Jiang Li to take the information.

He unfolded the note and muttered two words, "Nan Yuan."

I licked the note with my tongue while the stove was on, and the smell was slightly burnt.

Jiang Li quietly raised his head.

At this time, the note originally held on Si Baiyu's fingertips had been completely swallowed up by the fire.

He said: "Something is going to happen in Nanyuan."

Jiang Li said nothing.

As if he suddenly became interested, he turned his head slightly and glanced in her direction, "Tell me, who will win this round?"

Jiang Li was startled, then boldly looked at him while thinking, "Who does the master want to win?"

There was a faint smile on Si Baiyu's lips and he said no more.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose. If you keep it, it must be of some use.

He turned around with his hands behind his back and continued to pick up the book. His shadow was reflected diagonally on the ground.

The air was quiet, everything was as quiet as if nothing had happened.

The fire in the furnace continued to beat and became more and more intense.

**

Namwon border.

After crossing the cliff and passing through the dense forest, we arrived at the border of Nanyuan.

The terrain of Nanyuan is remote and the road is bumpy, so you can only go on foot.

The dense forests they pass through are often infested with venomous snakes and beasts, so Nanyuan has always been able to enjoy exclusive security. Because of the dangerous terrain, it is rare for a large number of troops to press the border from the edge of Nanyuan.

Ling Xue looked at the city gate in front of her, pursed her lips, and hesitated, "Girl, are you really not going to tell Queen Beiyu?"

With the help of Queen Beiyu, we can definitely persuade Emperor Beiyu.

With Beiyu's support, they might have a better chance of winning.

The phoenix is ​​indifferent.

She remembered that Bian Zhouzi also asked her this question before leaving Yaowang Valley.

Indeed, if Beiyu can help, it will indeed be more powerful.

However, the last thing she wanted was for her to know.

She didn't want her to know that she had fought in blood, and she didn't want her to know that her hands were stained with blood.

She just wanted to know that she was the shopkeeper of Fengming Tower, a prosperous place in the capital.

Being able to meet and interact with each other in this life is a rare chance, so it’s time to let everything stay in the capital.

She doesn't need her to share her hatred, and she won't let her see the bloodshed wrapped around her body.

They met when she was at her best, so everything just stopped at that time.

That's good.

Beauty should never be stained with blood.

"Is everything arranged?"

"Yes," Ling Xue said, "Everything has been arranged in the city."

"Then let's go to the city."

With that said, Feng Yanyan took the lead and walked in front.

The outside of the city is magnificent, but inside the city there are only a few people.

At this time, the dark sky covered half of the sky, and Feng Yanyan and Ling Xue found a temporary inn to stay.

As soon as I took my seat and sat down, I heard people at the table next to me talking.

"Did you hear that the girl from our son's family disappeared yesterday?"

"Ah? Why did this happen again!"

"Yes, originally the Sun and Wang families had agreed on the marriage, and they would get married next month. Yesterday was a good thing, but it was gone when people said no! This is the sixth time this month. No one will be seen alive, and no body will be seen after the dead.

Yes, can it not make people panic!"

"Whoever says it's not, doesn't know when this day will end."

Nanyuan respects women, but recently there are always unexplained disappearances of women in the city. Nowadays, fewer and fewer women dare to take to the streets.

Ling Xue put her hand on her chin and listened to their words with her ears raised.

Feng Yanyan slightly lifted the corner of the curtain and took a sip of tea.

After the waiter served them the food, he took a last look at them and said, "Look at the clothes these two are wearing, are they from foreigners?"

Ling Xue rolled her eyes, "No, we are locals. We left for a few years to do business, but now we are back."

The waiter nodded obediently. In recent years, many people have gone abroad to do business, and many have returned. It is not surprising.

"Seeing as both of you are girls, the city is not peaceful today, so you two should be careful."

Ling Xue arched her eyebrows and smiled happily, "Thank you, brother."

However, it’s not them who should be careful, but those who are pretending to be ghosts~

The skylight was suppressed little by little, and gradually became as dim as ink dye, casting no light at all.

The winter in Namyuan is relatively warm. Perhaps due to the influence of recent rumors, the originally bustling night market was sparsely populated.

The entire city was shrouded in an eerie silence, but the Great Witch Zhu's mansion was brightly lit at this time.

The door of the room was pushed open, the great witch Zhu put aside the nine-section copper staff with a fish pattern and a dove head, took off his mask, and walked in slowly. Even though he was wearing a thick crimson robe, he could not hide that he was so thin that there was only a handful of bones left.

He had a rickety body, about sixty years old, but there were many brown spots around his eyes. He slowly stepped into the inner room with half-white hair.

The inner room has been tidied up, and the people who were sent there put on red clothes and lay on the bed with their clothes tied.

When Da Wu Zhu saw the figure on the bed, he slowly approached and said in a hoarse and old voice, "Beauty, please wait, I'll be here soon."

A corner of the bed curtain was opened, and the tied woman was surprised at first when she saw the person coming, and then she looked horrified.

The great witch Zhu continued to move forward, stretching out his hand. The hand stretched out from under the red robe was like cracked bark, old and lifeless.

His eyes were cloudy, and he tremblingly wanted to touch the beauty's shoulder, but before his hand could fall, it was cut by a sharp blade.

The wound was so deep that half of his hand was almost cut off.

The great witch Zhu fell to the ground in pain, and then he saw the reflected light.

It's not a sharp blade, it's a thin thread drawn in the air.

The great witch Zhu suddenly woke up, picked up his cane and looked around defensively, "Who is it? Who is here? Come out quickly."

No one responded to his words, and only the candlelight flickered in the room.

When Da Wu Zhu looked at the person on the bed, his hands and feet were still tied, and it was difficult to turn over, let alone make a move, he subconsciously shouted, "Come on -" someone.

Before he could say the second word, he was already trapped.

The silver threads wrapped around the body were thin, but like sharp blades, cutting directly through the flesh and blood.

White hands opened the red curtain, and a figure slowly walked out from behind the curtain, wearing bright red clothes, and said quietly, "It is the most difficult to accept the kindness of a beauty. The great wizard Zhu is already very old, how come he doesn't even understand this truth."
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