Quan Xi's eyebrows and eyes suddenly became cold, and she thought secretly and stopped until she died.

Yes, I will not stop until death.

Now the one who lives is just the young master of the Quan tribe. Everything before is no longer concerned with her. No matter how clean the pen is, she can no longer touch her mind. She used to owe the tribe members, but now she wants to pay it back one by one. The wind, flowers, snow and moon cannot be given anything to her. In the end, she just let her be covered in bruises and wounds, and she will never end up losing a little. The soft boy who would smile at her back then has disappeared in the long river of time and will never come back.

If you die, stop.

This is probably the case for women, with the humble love and the strong hatred, and letting go is also so unrestrained. They agreed to let go, and they just let go.

A quick knife cuts the mess and a sword cuts the love thread. Although it hurts, it also has a sense of ease.

Yan Luo wore a blue palace outfit today, with a willow-green glass strap around his waist, and his black hair was tied into a spiritual snake bun, but he just disturbed a light green tassel, and a green hairpin was inserted into the hall, and there was no one around him to serve him.

I originally came to this lake of time with my heart, but I told her to see Quan Xi. The person she once scoffed at.

Quan Xi has always been a smart woman, but she was just fascinated by love. This thing also has the energy that makes people fascinated. If it weren't for the blood of the royal palace back then, she would still be the ignorant girl who was lying around Cang's knees, listening to his playing by the stream, playing the piano in the faint fragrance.

However, the country is changing and people's hearts are unpredictable, so they have never had a fate.

Quan Xi is pitiful and has become someone else's pawn, and isn't she like this?!

Before, Cang Wei had already said that Jun Yi's emperor was not a thing in the pool, so she told her not to look down on it. However, at that time, her blood and energy had eliminated her reason, but she just wanted to have power and the right to compete with Chi Yunqi, but in the end she had nothing.

It's really funny.

He drank another sip of his daughter Hong, who was brought from the hall. He drank a little violently. He choked her and coughed softly, and his face turned red. She has never been a person who can drink.

I still remember the moon that night, it was extremely round. Cang Wei gave her a cup of hot and extremely strong drink. It was the first time she drank, and her eyes were full of red and she couldn't handle it.

Cangxiang said, "There is nothing in the world that cannot be overcome. If there is one, it will be a cup of daughter Hong that can be defeated." As he said that, he took a sip, but his cheeks were still the same as before, as if he had never been disturbed by this wine.

But she looked at Cang Wei with some confusion, but she felt that he was more elegant and elegant, and that he was a young man with red lips and white teeth.

But the young man wearing red clothes, with charming eyebrows and smiling eyes, said something very different from his age: "Yan Luo, you are too smart, so you are not suitable to take revenge." Although the young man was laughing, he was in extremely cold words. She woke up in a moment like a bucket of cold water. Most of the alcohol was gone.

She must not forget the blood of that night.

What she must not forget is Canglien. If Canglien had not arrived in time, she would have died in the underworld. However, she would rather Canglien die under the sword before she arrived at that time. After a moment, she would have been eternal liberation.

Now that the walking corpse is alive like this, it is better to die than to die.

But she was alive after all, and she was the only Yan family who survived. She must have to take revenge. As long as she still had a breath, she would not give up or give up.

Intelligent?! If she had been smart enough to plot, then she would have been able to avenge her with Chi Yunqi. Although she was not as smart as Cangyan, she believed that the man had conquered the heavens, made careful plans and slowly planned. Sooner or later, Chi Yunqi would enter the chess game.

The day she left, Cang Wei did not try to keep her too much. She just wore a red dress with charming eyebrows and whispered to her: "Self-respect." He seemed to murmur a few words, but he was vague and she had never heard it.

The sentence is: "Let go, you can be free, but you can only lose your life."

However, Yan Luo had never heard of it after all. Even if she heard it, she would only sneer at that time. How could she look at anything else with hatred? Her eyes were blinded and blind.

But the mechanism was too smart to plot, which caused Qingqing's life to be lost.

She understood Cang Wei's words too late, too late.

Man conquers nature, but there is still a saying that one is to do his best and leave his destiny.

At that time, she was full of thoughts and wanted to take revenge, but she ignored the worries and helplessness in Cang Yan's words. People from Tianji Sect can often see through life and death and calculate a hexagram in life, but those monks disdain to tell fortunes to ordinary people, and this hexagram is useless to those who practice. Gradually, people in the world have forgotten that people from Tianji Sect can know the fortunes and fortunes of life at any time and have a lot of changes.

However, even if the way of heaven is considerable, it cannot be reversed.

I think that at that time, Cang Wei had already known her itchyness now.

Yan Luo took another sip of wine. Even after drinking so many times, she still couldn't drink it.

From this beginning, she shouldn't have joined Jun Yi so smartly. She shouldn't think that Jun Lingyan is just a fool. A man can defeat nature and cannot belittle himself, but he shouldn't look at herself incorrectly. This is where the word "self-conceited" is.

"Wrong, wrong, wrong!" Yan Luo yelled loudly, and had no doubt about where he was and forgot who he was.

She whirled around, and the gauze swayed, as if she was a fairy in the sky. Her bun was a little messy, and the light green tassel pendant shook slightly, and some hit her face, which made her feel a little painful. But Yan Luo seemed to have not realized it.

She was wrong. She shouldn't have been so conceited and shouldn't have been unable to listen to anything Cang Yan said.

But she, but who could she trust at that time? What she loved and relied on was no longer there, but what she left for her was only endless fear and hatred, and there was nothing else except that.

She shouldn't have believed him, either.

Yes, she doesn't believe him.

Cang Wei became famous at a young age and became Chi Yun's national master. He was respected by all the people. He was even more respectful to Chi Yunqi, who was arrogant and had a strong sense of resentment. But it was this national master who told her to believe Cang Wei even more.

It is true that Cang Wei saves her, but his identity as a national teacher is also true.

The word "National Master" means that you should devote yourself to Chiyun until you die. And loyalty to the emperor is a necessity. Furthermore, Canghua can protect her for a while, but how can she protect her for a lifetime?

At that time, she no longer believed in anyone, and even Canglien, who rescued her from the Shura Field, did not believe it. She was afraid, afraid that one day, she would fall into the dead soul under the knife. People are all lies, and she didn't know whether to believe it, and she could no longer tell which one was the truth. What was the truth.

The truth she spent half her life searching for.

From the moment the father, mother, brother, their blood was sprinkled on her face with heat, she no longer believed in anyone, and even she was herself in this person.

"Canghua, you said that you will protect me for the rest of your life." Yan Luo whispered in a low voice, gradually becoming more sad and more squeaky. Her throat was a little blocked, which made her breathless.

It was hoarse, but still murmuring the small words of Cangzi.

Young man, her young man, was she who lost him herself.

If she had lost her family that day, would she have been happy with Cang Wei for half her life? Warm porridge for him, listen to him playing the piano, light incense for him, and see him painting.

The young and bright clothes and angry horses became yesterday's dream, but today is an unrepeatable pain.

Everything is the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water. She wants to keep it, but she finally loses it and nothing is left. This is probably the case with the passing clouds and smoke.

"I am free, I am free." She smiled crazy and roared like a torn. Looking at herself reflected on the lake, she shook her head, and herself reflected on the lake naturally shook her head.

She smiled, and she was also in the lake.

She poured another sip of wine, but when she poured it, she felt a little sober.

She was useless. After obtaining the secret guard, Jun Lingyan had already regarded her as an abandoned son. He was just a abandoned son. Is there any other use besides occupying the chessboard?

The sweets shook her, and she seemed to feel a little painful, so she pulled the sweets out of the room, and the bun was scattered all over her shoulders, her hair was covered with black hair, but no one was tied up for him.
Chapter completed!