I don't know when it started, this relationship can no longer be placed in the light of day, only in such an immovable space, can she not run away from him; only in such an unlit darkness, can he let go of himself , give her a hug.
In the name of calamity, calamity in the heart.
Jing Hengbo was held in his arms, smelling the cold fragrance of his lips and skin. There is a kind of closeness that cannot be resisted, and a kind of understanding that will understand. She suddenly remembered the last sentence she heard when she was watching a theater in Shangyuan Street: "Thirty thousand miles of heaven and earth are a bell, everything is ignorant, and I am in a dream."
She trembled slightly, thinking about all these things ignorantly, as if in a dream, when will this dream end, or it will never end, it is just a dream within a dream.
He also felt the body in front of him trembling slightly, not like excitement, but like some uncontrollable emotions, a pain in his heart, almost a mouthful of reverse blood, he turned his head hastily, suddenly felt a pain on his lips, she bit him .
This bite didn't seem to be resistance, but rather hatred, both of them instantly felt a slight sweet smell, just like before, each tasted the taste of each other's blood, hatred, body, and helplessness.
Then Jing Hengbo pushed him away, heavily.
He leaned against the wall, silently covering his lips, a little blood dripped from the edge of his sleeve. There was also blood on her lips, she slowly wiped it away, and suddenly thought that if everything in this world could be wiped away so quickly, how great would it be?
The breathing was still stagnant, and the space was filled with soil, so that she and him were still huddled together, wiping their mouths as if they were wiping each other's oil. He followed her with open arms, and gently pressed her waist with both hands. She was pushed by the force behind her, unable to refuse his embrace, and felt the chest that was pressed against her hands was both cold and hot, and her heartbeat was slow and long.
Her own heart was beating like a wild horse, and she tried to touch his face with trembling hands, but his arm blocked it. She had no choice but to give up, and stretched her hands behind her back to feel it. There was a layer of slippery and hard things behind her, like a pair of huge bat wings, blocking the soil layer behind her, leaving the two of them with this living space. Otherwise, the two of them would have been buried in it just now.
She wondered, the thing behind her was made of extremely rare metal, and its shape had never been seen before. Did this guy know that he would encounter such a man-made landslide and prepared escape tools in advance?
He foresaw that it was possible. After all, he arrived before her and had studied the underground mechanism. It would be easy to see that the last move was an explosion. If the explosion did not kill people, it could also collapse the soil layer buried at the gate of the courtyard. , Bury the rescuer and the imprisoned person alive.
But if he could see the mechanism, why did he wait for her underground?
Also, who is the person who opened the mechanism outside? Could it be Chai Yu?
There are many problems, but there is a more important problem that is imminent - this is underground, the two of them are buried alive, how to get out?
He gave her the answer. He first stretched out his hand to hold her shoulder, turned her around, and turned himself into pressing her, and then she heard a "click", the batwing-like thing made a buzzing vibration, with an extremely fast frequency, and some dirt Pieces were shattered and rustled down the wing.
She looked at the thing in shock—isn't this vibrating at a frequency to smash the clods of soil, thereby expanding the living space? This thing is easy to say, but this is in ancient times when the production technology was backward. What kind of awesome person can make this thing? Among other things, how is the motor made?
Wait, who made this thing...
But at this moment, he had already put away the thing, and as soon as the wings supporting the surrounding area were retracted, the soil suddenly fell down, and only then did she understand why he pressed her under him, this time it was not for taking advantage, it was completely It's because I don't want her to fall into the dirt.
After the thing was put away, she touched it, and it became a long strip, like an umbrella, with a slightly pointed front, and then heard a click, and he took the thing to drill towards the slightly weaker soil layer. The thing vibrates while drilling, and the clumps of soil are crushed, and the space can naturally expand, and the seemingly full earth chamber can slowly move forward.
Jing Hengbo felt that she should be happy that there was such a baby in the desperate situation, but she was anxious inside, not knowing what was going on with Zirui and the others, and if she continued to toss about it, things would be even more difficult.
And she remembered that when she came in from the underground entrance, there was a long distance. If she had to walk out slowly like this now, she would not be able to walk in a day and a night.
Then she found that the direction he was walking was not facing the exit at all, but the opposite direction.
"Where is this going?" She asked, then suddenly said, "The main control room of the agency!"
He nodded approvingly, and said: "Since all the organs are on the ground and are linked together, then the organs must have a master control point, and they must be underground."
The main control of the agency must be the underground space connected to the ground. Jing Hengbo became excited. This way she can get out as quickly as possible.
Now trapped underground, she can only move slowly, there is not enough space around her, she cannot teleport out.
He walked forward with an umbrella in one hand, and naturally led her forward with the other hand. After walking a few steps, she came to her senses and said, "You can walk!"
When she said that, her heart trembled suddenly, as if an idea had been confirmed, she stared at him with burning eyes.
But he said frankly: "Mr. Mu can walk, but he can't walk very far."
"Oh?" Her voice couldn't tell whether she believed it or not.
"It's a paralysis since I was a child. Later, I improved my martial arts practice, but I can't walk for a long time, so I often sit in a wheelchair, and I can't walk if I can." He explained, "Later, I founded the Shadow Pavilion, and accidentally discovered that pretending to be weak It is more conducive to observing others, grasping power, and turning the tables at critical moments. So simply don't stand up."
This rhetoric seemed to be impeccable, she turned her head to look into his eyes, but he didn't meet her eyes, he just held her hand and reminded, "Don't let go, what if you go in the wrong direction?"
"It's such a big place," she seemed to have found an outlet for her emotions, and immediately said, "No matter how many forks you take, you can always get out in the end. How can life not take the wrong path, why do you have to correct it for others every step of the way? Are you tired? Tired? Too much to do?"
She didn't realize it herself. At the end of the question, her tone was aggressive, with a hint of anger, and she was a different person in peacetime.
He was still calm, and said: "You are right. But we are in a hurry. If we make a wrong step, we will delay the time, and the final outcome will be different."
"I'm not in a hurry!" she said angrily, "I'd rather delay the time and rush to catch up, than let someone else arrange it for me!"
He seemed to smile slightly, "I'm afraid that if there is something delayed, no matter how fast you run, you won't be able to catch up."
"What?" She immediately answered sharply, mustering up her strength to refute him.
The tip of the umbrella in his hand suddenly made a "dang" sound, and when it touched something of steel, the tip of the umbrella shook away the much loosened soil. Jing Hengbo saw a round shape, like a modern flying wheel, but it was much smaller. times the iron.
There are many leather ropes and steel cables attached to this thing, and the leather ropes are basically bitten off now.
Yuanlun was as tall as a person, she was overjoyed, as long as she could stand inside a person, she could teleport.
Then she hesitated, turned around to look at him, wondering how he was going to get up, this wheel was buried deep in the ground, although there was a passage on it, it was a very thin pipe, and no one could pass through it.
But he let go of her hand, and said softly: "It's up to you later. Be careful."
"You..." She wanted to ask something, but suddenly she didn't know what to ask.
"I can go out, but it will take time. Go and save people quickly." He said, "Actually, no one will arrange all the roads for you. You will walk most of the roads by yourself; the longer roads in the future will be yours. walk on my own."
She turned around abruptly, trying to grab his hand, but he stuffed that peculiar umbrella into her hand, the cold tip of the umbrella made her tremble, and she immediately forgot what she had thought.
"Don't return this thing to anyone casually." He said, "Whoever wants to go back, hit him hard."
Before she understood this sentence, he pushed her, "Go."
He made a sudden move, she was pushed staggeringly, and rushed into the round wheel, a gust of air in her body propelled her, forcing her to dodge subconsciously.
Looking up again, it is already the ground, the moon is bright and the wind is clear, the sky is like washing, and there is no longer the stuffiness and filth of the earthen room.
Her feet swayed slightly, she lowered her head, only to realize that she was actually standing on the swing.
The explosion happened underground, but the damage on the top was not so serious. The swing mechanism had already been launched, so she didn't come down immediately, and gently swung the swing.
Raising her head, the wind blows her long hair away, and she is getting closer and closer to the blue sky and the starlight. She swings leisurely in the high place, reaching out to pick the moon; he looks up silently from the ground, gently covering his lips.
The golden moon plunged into her chest, piercing a crooked question, and no one was willing to give her the answer, or even she herself was unwilling to look for it.
The dress flew up and swung to the highest point.
In a trance, it was still in the Yuzhao Palace back then, when her swing flew past his window, and the flowers flew away in shock.
She let go suddenly.
The figure flashed, but disappeared.
…
On a tree in the distance, the man in the cloak stared silently, seeing the woman swinging on a swing like a flying fairy and disappearing in a flash.
A strange light flashed in his eyes.
"Sure enough, I can't kill you... that's fine." He smiled and turned around.
Life without an opponent is the loneliest.
…
It wasn't until those who were supposed to leave left that two figures rushed into the courtyard, dug the ground under the swing, and took him out.
His clothes were covered in mud, and even his face was ashamed. The guards hurriedly dusted him, thinking about what was wrong with this world, the master who was as dusty as the snow and the moon, the days were getting worse and worse. , Now even the pits have been drilled.
He silently allowed the guards to dust off the dust, and sat in front of the swing, slowly pushing and pushing the swing.
The swing swayed gently, getting higher and higher. He looked up, as if he saw her, standing on the swing, swinging towards his window, laughing like pearls, and the posture of falling flowers in front of the court was not as good as her smiling.
Sometimes she would playfully stretch her feet, as if she wanted to kick the tip of his nose.
At that time, she always blamed him for letting her fly in the air without raising her head.
At that time, she didn't know that ever since she started swinging, an extremely smooth mirror had been placed on his desk. On weekdays, she hides it so that she won't see it.
When she swings on the swing, the shadow will come in the mirror, from far to near, among the spring flowers and red leaves, it is the most beautiful picture.
And the painting in his arms, the beautiful figure with her head bowed, couldn't get out of the world of his eyes.
...The swing was getting higher and higher, and when he returned the next time, he suddenly jumped up and sat on the swing.
She just sat on this swing.
Now that he sits on it, it can be regarded as a swing with her.
Slowly make up for what I couldn't do with her that day.
The wind blows the long hair away, getting closer to the blue sky, closer to the stars, and closer to her.
Back to square one.
And let the wind go with your mind.
Count the stars in the middle of the night.
…
In Yuehua Palace, the servant forced the snack into Mingyue's mouth.
The child seemed to feel the danger and struggled, his little face flushed, but he couldn't gain the strength of the servant.
Suddenly there was a muffled sound in the distance, which made the waiter's hands tremble, and the snack fell to the ground. The waiter looked at the place where the vibration came from, and hurriedly squatted down to pick up the snack. Mingyue took the opportunity to run away.
The servant's hand was suddenly stepped on, he trembled, raised his head, and met an unfamiliar face.
Yeluqi stepped on his hand and asked him with a smile: "What are you doing?"
"You, you, you..." The waiter looked outside in horror, but found that the door was closed by himself, he wanted to shout, but Yeluqi kicked out the piece of snack and blocked his mouth.
The waiter hurried to take out the snacks in his mouth, but seeing his face turned blue and purple, his body stiffened, and he fell to the ground with a bang.
Yeluqi kicked him with his toes, and murmured: "It's so poisonous..." He seemed a little puzzled, squatted down and looked at the waiter again, only to find that he was not dead, but his body was stiff, his face was ferocious, and his eyes were still there. Turn around.
now it's right. Mingyan Anhu poisoned Shizi, but no matter what, Mingyue is still useful, there is no need to kill him with poison now, he just wants to inject some poison that will not kill people, so as to control Mingyue.
Yeluqi's complexion was not very good-looking, Ming Yan'an seemed refined and friendly, but his vicious heart was really rare.
He thought for a while and asked Mingyue, "Come with me?"
The child shook his head desperately, hugged the pillar and did not let go, whispered: "Mother...Mother..."
Suddenly the door was knocked open with a bang, and Chai Yu appeared at the door, his clothes were already drenched in sweat in such cold weather.
Seeing him, Mingyue trembled all over, let go of the pillar and was about to rush towards him, but Yeluqi suddenly flicked his sleeves, and the child fell limply to the ground.
Chai Yu was startled and wanted to rush over, but Yeluqi said calmly, "He's fine."
Chai Yu didn't dare to go any further. He looked at Yeluqi suspiciously and nervously. Yeluqi had already changed into Mr. Mu's attire. He was dressed in black and took off his silver mask. He didn't recognize him.
"Where is the queen?" Yeluqi asked.
Chai Yu's thoughts were all on Mingyue, and subconsciously replied: "I saw her heading towards Ningxue Pavilion..." Suddenly he realized, "Who are you? Why are you asking the Queen?"
Yeluqi didn't answer, but said again: "Can you take care of this child?"
Chai Yu immediately said: "Yes!" Afraid that he would not believe it, he hurriedly proved, "I stayed in the palace before and took care of him, I...I will not harm him!"
Yeluqi didn't seem to care about his answer at all, and just said: "Then you take him, find a place to hide in this palace, don't wander around, wait for the queen to come back, and take you out of the palace together."
"Going out of the palace..." Chai Yu's eyes sparkled, but he hesitated when he looked at the child, "It's enough for me to go out of the palace with the queen..."
"Just now, the servant gave the child poison." Yeluqi said coldly, "Do you still want him to stay in the palace?"
Yeluqi had already turned around and left, walked a few steps, and said calmly, "Don't be too greedy, and you should have a sense of right and wrong. You, think clearly."
Chai Yu stared blankly at the disappearance of his back, and suddenly his body went limp, and he slumped on the ground.
Mingyue ran from behind the pillar and threw herself into his arms, "Mom...mother!"
Chai Yu burst into tears as he stroked his hair, "Yueer...Yueer..."
Tears rolled down like broken thread, her whole body was trembling, "You are so cruel... so cruel..."
"Mother, why don't you want me?" The child raised his head, awkwardly trying to wipe away her tears.
Chai Yu immediately held back his tears, wiped his eyes with his sleeves, showed a smile, hugged him and said: "Didn't Mother tell you that Mother is going to do one thing and do it well, Mother and you, and Father Wang, we will be together for a long time in the future..." She suddenly stopped, looking at the half piece of snack on the ground, her eyes showed pain.
Can they really be together for a long time?
A tiger's poison does not eat its young, Ming Yan'an can even do such a thing, should she have any expectations and trust?
In fact, from the bottom of her heart, she didn't expect to return to Yuehua Palace. She was moved out of Yuehua Palace because she lost favor after giving birth to a child and became fat.
She is only for Mingyue.
In order for the child to see his father and receive his love and care like other princes, he will not leave eternal regrets in the process of growing up.
In order for this child to gain a foothold in the palace, gaining his father's attention is equivalent to gaining future support. If she dies early due to the court's strife, at least Mingyue can live a good life.
So when Ming Yan'an said that Ming Yue would be crowned son after killing the queen, she was really tempted.
God forgives her, she is unwilling to wrong others all her life, in the darkest court, she would rather be in the cold palace because she disdains palace fights, but in the end she has to try to get her hands stained with blood—just because she is a mother.
Going out of the palace to pretend to be a gifted scholar to participate in the Qujiang Poetry Club, she thought that she would encounter many difficulties in order to get to the Queen's side, but who knew that the Queen believed her so easily and even took her into Shangyuan. However, this journey did not shake her heart?
She saw a queen who was most wanton and intelligent, and also a queen who was kind and kind.
Jing Hengbo's concern, thoughtfulness, and understanding were without pretensions, and they were the most natural, she could tell.
She suffers from it.
What do you want to do to such a person?
Earlier, she deliberately took a detour to the Leng Palace, but in fact, she wanted to see Mingyue. It was the first time she had been away from her son for so many days, and she couldn't let go.
When she didn't see her son, she almost lost her composure as if struck by lightning. The queen still comforted her. At that time, all thoughts were lost, and she was already thinking of giving up.
Without her son, why would she hurt anyone again.
However, she suddenly saw Mingyue in Yuehua Palace.
Ming Yue was moved from Leng Palace to Yuehua Palace. She immediately understood that this was a signal from Ming Yan'an - he had already fulfilled his promise, and the rest would depend on her performance.
That's why in the abandoned palace, she burst into tears, tried to push the door, and died with Jing Hengbo.
Later, when the explosion sounded from the underground of the ruined palace, she thought the queen was killed and was at a loss, when she suddenly saw the queen swinging on a swing, and her figure disappeared for a moment.
She relaxed, thinking about her son, and ran all the way back to Yuehua Palace. The strange thing is that the palace was extremely quiet tonight. There was so much movement in the ruined palace, and no guards went to check.
When she returned to Yuehua Palace, she saw the shocking scene, and her heart almost stopped beating.
Fortunately, the child is still in her arms.
For a moment she felt tired.
Why bother to intervene in the royal family's struggle for power.
One should have right and wrong in one's life, and the Queen did not apologize to her, so how would she do it?
Don't be too greedy in life, depend on each other for life with Mingyue, and grow old safely is already a blessing. Why extravagantly seek the position of the son of the world, why extravagantly expect the majestic love of the father. Ming Yan'an's love and father's love are as cold and thin as snow in the wind, and there will never be a solution. And the kingship of the tortoiseshell will one day belong to the queen. If Ming Yan'an resists to the end, it will be the end of death. When the time comes, where will the prince come from?
She let out a soft breath.
let it go.
As long as you have a child in your arms, you will be at ease.
The child clung to her tightly, making a gurgling sound from her throat. She suddenly remembered something and asked him, "Did you eat any of that snack just now?"
"Of course not." Mingyue replied with a smile, opened her mouth flamboyantly, and spat out a small piece of snack, "Elder-in-law stuffed it hard, so I won't swallow it, I keep it in my mouth all the time!"
When Chai Yu saw the half piece of dim sum, his eyes went dark.
Mingyue suddenly twitched, and fell straight backwards. Chai Yu hugged her son, feeling her son's muscles twitching.
She wailed suddenly.
"Why do you play me like this, heaven!"
…
"Who should I transfer first?"
"I!"
The simultaneous shouts of Meng Potian and Pei Shu reached the ears of Jin Yiren, and the corners of his lips curled up, that tired, indifferent eyes appeared again, "I hate life and death together and impassioned things... Then let's turn together." After speaking, he gestured to the guards, "A woman's hand, a man's leg."
Wende stepped forward and grabbed Meng Potian's arm and Pei Shu's leg. Both of them gritted their teeth and said nothing. Meng Potian stopped crying at this moment, and asked Pei Shu quietly: "...we are all disabled, what should we do?" Woolen cloth…"
Pei Shu thought to himself, do you mean that we are both crippled and a good match?
"I'm crippled," he gritted his teeth, "naturally I'm even more unworthy of you!"
Meng Potian's voice almost grinds his teeth, "Pei Shu, are you implying that I'm not good enough for you?"
"Think about it!" Pei Shu replied decisively.
"You've provoked my aunt's fighting spirit!" Meng Potian said angrily, "Riding a donkey to read the libretto, just wait and see. If my aunt won't put you down, your surname is not Meng!"
"The surname is Meng, the dream of dreaming. Remove the word Tian again, and the dream will be broken. It's just right!" Pei Shu answered quickly.
The two simply bickered at this critical moment, hoping to distract attention and not to make Jin Yiren proud.
"You stubborn donkey... Ouch." Meng Potian finally couldn't help snorting, and the guards were cracking the joints.
"Stop!" Zirui rushed over, reached out and pulled out the knife in Zhongwen's waist, "Why torture people like this? I'll die first!"
Zhong Zhong stepped aside and grabbed Zirui with his backhand. The man in brocade clothes said leisurely: "Then die, who are you threatening." He waved his hand lightly, "Let her die. I will do what I will do when she dies."
Zhong Zhong let go of her hand, but Zirui didn't dare to move anymore. She wasn't afraid of death, but she couldn't make meaningless sacrifices.
"It's not here yet..." The man in brocade clothes showed impatience and disappointment on his brows, and waved his hand.
The guards were about to make a move when suddenly there was a flash of a figure, and there was a crisp "clang" sound, and the sound of metal and iron clashing reverberated, and then Pei Shumeng inside shouted in unison, "Ouch!"
Someone above was furious and yelled: "Fuck me, there is still a mechanism above!"
The man in brocade finally sat up, his eyes sparkled, it was the faint excitement of finally waiting for him, "Your Majesty, long time no see."
"Who hasn't seen you for a long time? Who are you? Do I know you?" It was Jing Hengbo standing on top of the coffin. To pry the coffin, who knows that there is also a mechanism on the top of the coffin, not to mention that she did not pry it open, and even activated the mechanism, almost breaking the two people underneath.
Seeing Jing Hengbo, Zirui shouted, "Your Majesty, inside the coffin are Young Marshal Pei and Miss Six of the Crazy Sword League."
She reported the situation as soon as possible so that the queen could sort out the situation, and then her mouth was gagged.
Jing Hengbo became more and more annoyed, he got off the ground in a flash, and looked fiercely at the man in brocade clothes opposite him, and couldn't help squinting his eyes when he saw it—oh, it's still a good face! What a pair of beautiful eyes! Why does such a disgusting person have such a face? God really has no eyes!
The man in brocade was also looking at her, from head to toe, and shook his head in disapproval—much uglier than a small cake. He hates this kind of woman who looks like a mistress the most!
If it weren't for her performance just now, he thought it was pretty good - she didn't say "keep someone under the knife" stupidly, reminding others of her existence, but directly attacked her when she came up. This kind of black belly and cunning made him feel a little fond. Otherwise, he wouldn't even bother to reason.
"I mean," he said nonchalantly, "I've been waiting for so long and you keep disappearing. It's too slow."
Jing Hengbo choked in his throat—this guy is not only disgusting, but also has a poisonous tongue!
His venomous tongue is different from Gong Yin's. Gong Yin's venomous tongue is full of sarcasm. Even if he doesn't understand, he can feel that he is releasing poison. As for himself, he was just speaking the most common words.
This latter one is more irritating.
Jing Hengbo calmed down, touched his face, and straightened his hair. She had a hunch that this guy must be difficult to deal with. He was the most difficult thing she had encountered so far. She must not be impulsive or angry. right.
His own side is at a disadvantage, and the three hostages are in his hands. The first thing he has to do is to calm down.
After calming down, she took a look at the coffin, and was dumbfounded when she saw it—is this a coffin? Isn't this a double prop? Is this really something designed by the ancients? Wasn't it done by some master of modern sexology?
This, this, there are two people here, they are quite flexible, yo yo yo, little Pei Pei is very lucky today.
Have a chance to try this stuff.
Instead of approaching the coffin, she walked a few steps away from the coffin, winking at the brocade-clothed man, and said with a smile, "Come on, stop bickering and talk about business, what do you want to detain my man?"
The man in brocade gave her an approving look, and said, "Let me think about it."
Jing Hengbo almost choked again—what do you mean? Thinking about it now? What did he do so much before that?
Is this person's thinking in the same dimension as a normal person?
"I didn't think it was necessary to think about it before," the man in Jinyi explained with rare interest. "Now I think it's a little bit necessary." As he spoke, he raised a melon seed kernel in his hand to show that this "dot" is just that big .
Jing Hengbo was annoyed, and this one is still waiting for the food, if she behaved from the beginning and made him feel unfit for an opponent, he might just snap the hostage directly.
This made her judge that this person was not an interested person, and the fate of the hostage, as well as her choice and reaction, did not mean anything to him. He made the move just for fun, or because he wanted to find an opponent to fight.
This kind is the most troublesome, and there is a stake in it, so we can find the gap and prescribe the right medicine. Don't care about anything, what to do?
"Before we talk, let's get down to business first." Jin Yi said humanely, "Give me back my things."
Jing Hengbo followed his gaze, and looked down at the thing in his hand, which was umbrella-shaped and shone with gray-black luster. Sure enough, it is the product of this guy.
She took another look at the clothes and behavior of the other party. The pair of snow-white sandals didn't even have any dirt on the soles. It was obvious that they had cleanliness.
"No." She smiled, "I just used this thing to dig out excrement. It's very smelly and dirty. I don't think you want it anymore, right?"
She raised the umbrella, and everyone saw that there was indeed a mess of mud and unidentified objects on the tip of the umbrella—drilling holes, how clean could it be?
Jing Hengbo felt that this guy's eyes were very empty and meaningless, and he was not a person who cared about foreign objects at first glance.
Did she remember what Mr. Mu said underground, and she couldn't pay him back easily.
Sure enough, the man in brocade clothes showed an unhappy expression, but he said immediately: "It's mine if it's dirty. I'll talk when I come back."
Jing Hengbo was a little surprised. He raised the umbrella and looked at it, and then looked at the guard's expression to make sure that the umbrella must have some special meaning to him, let alone give it back to him easily.
"Okay, let him go, and I'll return the umbrella."
"Then I'll release the dead man, do you mind?" He said indifferently.
Jing Hengbo stared at him, she really didn't dare to compete with him, her life was at stake.
"If you do a few things, I'll let you go. Give me back the umbrella, and I'll keep you out of Shangyuan Palace safely, how about it?" he said.
Jing Hengbo laughed angrily. What kind of condition is this? Without this umbrella, he planned to do so, right? How can there be such shameless people in the world.
"How can there be such a shameless person like you in the world." She said, "one size is one size. I will do what you ask and take away my people. This is one size. After that, I will return your umbrella and you will give it to me Make up, it's another yard."
"The mind is clear, it's worth using your brain." The man in Jinyi clapped his hands lightly to show his approval, "That's fine. When you win, you can choose any item here to exchange."
"Then what question do you want to ask?"
"Let's open the coffin first." Jin Yi said, "This is my first problem, you can solve it..."
Jing Hengbo didn't ask, "Just let them go?" She narrowed her eyes and stared at that guy.
Seeing that she wasn't fooled, the man in Jinyi could only say boringly: "Just do the next question."
Jing Hengbo let out a heck, thinking that I bought a watch last year!