"What do you want to do after the matter is over?"

In the authentic, in the gloomy environment, the candlelight is swaying, and occasionally it makes crackling sounds unwilling to be lonely, as if expressing one's own sense of existence;

The wind became stronger and stronger, whimpering in from a certain gap, making a harsh whimper;

Su Huirong, who was like water, looked at Han Wen, who was smiling at her opposite her, and after a long time, she replied: "You are really willing to let me go? You know, your identity has been known to me... I have never hoped that I could continue to live, and I just treated myself like a little pawn across the river - I will never return!"

"Haha! I'm not a good person or a bad person. It's just that I have some special missions that force me to make different choices in different time periods, and I have no choice! So - I'm sorry for you!"

Han Wen sighed, this was another one he was ruined by him, and it was not considered a waste, but... he did violate this girl, so he felt a little guilty;

Su Huirong smiled disdainfully, as if she was mocking Korean's pretentiousness, and as if she was mocking herself. In short, it was very complicated. With a resentful sigh, she looked up at the stone above the tunnel, stretched out her white finger and pointed:

"I can't find the direction to move forward now, just like being blocked by such a pile of stones on the road ahead. It can't be avoided or broken, cold and hard. I'm very afraid. What I'm afraid of is that you will abandon me like a chess piece, but you will abandon me like a chess piece! At least, that will also give me a sense of existence!"

Poor people, poor words, confused Suhuirong, behind-the-scenes floating in the wind, two different things have something in common - they have no return date!

"Which day is today?"

Han Wen asked with a smile, and before Su Huirong could answer, he answered himself;

"Yesterday tomorrow, tomorrow yesterday! Yesterday is a painful memory. You can abandon him. Tomorrow is the hope of the future. You can hold him in your arms! Time is too thin, and our fingers are too wide. Don't waste it easily! Wait until the matter is over, and pursue your favorite life!"

Slowly holding Su Huirong in her arms, Han Wen persuaded him like this;

"Woooo~~~"

Su Huirong never thought that the worst evil man in her mind would enlighten her like this. She had already made other preparations, but now, her feelings in her heart were extremely complicated, and she was crying in grievance, holding Korean clothes tightly;

"Renless men make women sad, and passionate men are even more so!"

Ling Yanqiu appeared next to the stone wall not far away, leaning against it, and when she changed into women's clothing, she was still charming and affectionate, even though her eyes were covered with fatigue;

Han Wen's face changed drastically. He was not sure that Ling Yanqiu heard Su Huirong's conversation with him. However, if Ling Yanqiu really heard it, it would be fatal! His brow frowned slightly, and his hands that were holding Su Huirong's shoulders moved, conveying some information;

Su Huirong wiped away her tears, suddenly broke free from Han Wen's arms, walked forward a few steps, and garlic was mixed under her feet, covering her big belly and was about to fall down!

At this critical moment, Ling Yanqiu bounced his feet, his body was as lightning as lightning, and he almost caught Su Huirong's body, fell to the ground, grinned, and giggled: "You are a pregnant woman, you still need..."

Before she finished speaking, she couldn't say anything. She was inserted with a dagger behind her, and her neck was also strangled by Su Huirong. She was using Western Regions golden silk! It was extremely sharp!

"I didn't want to kill you, but you showed up too badly! Sorry!"

Retracting the dagger, Han Wen murmured. The ill-fated, wide-eyed eyes widened in horror and looked at Su Huirong in disbelief. This delicate and gentle woman who spent a period of time with her was actually a master?

The pregnant palace maid who ran out of the palace? Is this Su Huirong’s true identity? Obviously not! Even the name she has always called is fake, everything is fake!

"You shouldn't stay here! You shouldn't stay here for that unkind swordsman! You could have avoided all this! You wouldn't hear those things if you weren't here... All of this is your fault!"

Su Huirong's face was ferocious! The Western Regions golden silk on her wrist strangled into Ling Yanqiu's neck inch by inch!

"I'm not careful enough!"

Han Wen frowned. He had avoided this authentic one because the entire martial arts tourists from Longmen were looking for him, but this happened;

The reason why the martial artists in the entire Longmen are looking for Korean is very simple, because he plays the role of Fenglidao, and they urgently need to know the whereabouts of some people, such as Ao Jian Zhao Huaian, because he has a treasure map in his hand;

Dao Kuang, who was fighting against others on the roof of the inn, finally couldn't hold on anymore. The treasure map he had mastered was taken away because of this. It was taken away by those Lamaists, which triggered a new round of war. The center of Longmen Town was almost bleeding;

It seems unlikely to take away the treasure map from these Lama monks. After all, these "demon monks" have many powerful people, so people naturally set their sights on Zhao Huaian, a lonely man, even if he is Ao Jian!

Zhao Huaian hid and disappeared after winning a treasure map from Daokuang. As for where he hid, people didn't know, so they needed information from Fenglidao, which is Korean;

"Are we leaving here?"

Su Huirong looked at Han Wen. To be honest, she didn't want to kill Ling Yanqiu. On the contrary, she liked this person quite a lot, but that was when Ling Yanqiu had not yet revealed her identity as a woman. Maybe it was because her dream was broken, so Su Huirong was like this, right?

Women have always been dangerous, especially those who think they are injured. Su Huirong is like this. She was already deeply fascinated by Ling Yanqiu, but she didn't expect Ling Yanqiu to be a woman! All of this originated from the beginning!

"We must leave! If we meet the crazy Zhao Huaian, we can't stand it!"

He reached out and closed Ling Yanqiu's eyes, Han Wen walked out. It was already a place of right and wrong. Besides, he didn't need the identity of Fengli Dao anymore. The black sandstorm was coming, and he wanted to pull away all the disguise and reveal his cold teeth!

Tear all enemies apart!

In fact, Han Wen himself feels sad because he is never himself! Yes, not himself. He is always playing the role of others. Whether it is the feminine, ruthless, strategist, Yu Huatian, or the slick and speculative gangster Feng Lidao, he is always someone else, even if they all have the same face! But they are not Korean!

Life is like a play, all depends on acting!

After entering this plane, Han Wen's heart became heavier. These strange tasks were the only way for him to improve his strength and the only way to get rid of all this. He had to endure it. While he endured it, he also had to maintain the motivation in his heart and not lose himself!

"Just leave like this?"; Obviously, Su Huirong did not agree with Korean's decision;

"Well? I know what you are thinking, to blame others? Or something else? No need at all! This thing here in Longmen is destined to not achieve my expected purpose, so I need to seek other methods! The longer the time you spend here, the worse it will be! This is not my choice!"

Korean clean and neat answer;

"Is this the perspective of big people and small people considering things?" Su Huirong murmured in a low voice and said, "I think we should go out from another authentic exit! It is also dangerous to walk from here!"

"That's right!", Korean nodded;

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Chapter completed!