The big stone that sealed the mouth of the dry well had already been removed by the first shadow guard, when he heard the faint sound of Li Haitang and retrieved the golden order.Now, the mouth of the dry well has been dug even larger, and you can peek at the bottom of the well by standing on the edge of the well.At the bottom of the dry well, a slender little girl was buried under the rubble in an extremely distorted position, and on her feet was a pair of three-inch golden lotuses embroidered with jasmine red and gold thread.The snow-white cotton socks were cut by sharp stones, revealing a pale calf, and a thin chain shimmered with a faint golden light.Zhuge Yi's eyes instantly became hot, and his hands were clenched into fists.He stared at the thin chain, and the warm scene of his hand on the ankle of the little girl came to mind."
Ah Yi, let them go down."
Ling 18 pressed Zhuge Yi's shoulder in time, signaling the most powerful subordinate to fall to the bottom of the dry well and pick up the little girl's body."
Nope!
I'm going to carry her home with my own hands. ”Zhuge Yi walked towards the dry well with heavy steps, and jumped into the dry well in full view of everyone.The masked black-clothed people surrounding the mouth of the well all shed two tears when they saw the owner who was handsome and unmatched, cold-blooded and ruthless.The hero is sad to pass the beauty level.I hope that the little master will have a spirit in the sky and bless the master with a good life for the rest of his life.At the bottom of the dry well, Zhuge Yi fell silently like a feather, and his most beloved little girl was buried a stone's throw away from him.Once vowed to protect her for a long time, once promised to take her away, once made eleven thousand wishes to satisfy her little vanity, and now buried under the dirt and rubble is not only her life, but also the love of his life.Her slender fingers gently peeled through the dirt that covered her body, and her red jacket was one of her favorites.When Mrs.
Chudian brought this pomegranate red brocade, she happily pulled the black silver bell and discussed with Qingluo what style of jacket or skirt to make, and sent someone to ask him what color was most suitable."
Silly girl, how can you leave first without my permission."
The red dragon's eyes were full of tears, and a layer of gloom appeared on his handsome and peerless face because of his heartache.He bent down slightly to look at her face, and the delicate face that he dreamed about day and night became unrecognizable, and the criss-crossing scars ruined the goose egg face of a female doll beyond recognition.Zhuge Yi staggered a few steps with his feet floating, stretched out his hand several times and then withdrew it.He should have hugged her and cried in pain, why did his body resist and want to escape?
He didn't like dirt, but he never disliked her, why did he feel reluctant to approach now."
Begonia, I'm sorry."
Ruthless?
Oh, yes.I am a ruthless person after all, I am sorry for your trust and dependence, sorry for your dedication, sorry for your feelings.Zhuge Yi looked up to the sky and laughed to himself, and two lines of tears slipped down.When he stretched out his hand to grab the hemp rope that went down from the well, he suddenly called "Master" behind his back, and suddenly turned around but did not see the delicate little girl."
Begonia?
Are you ...... alive?"
Zhuge Yi let go of the hemp rope and walked towards the ruined female doll excitedly.The outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, and he hesitated, wanting to get closer and resisting."
Delusion!
Dead people don't speak. ”With thin lips and words, he took a few steps back, and only by the light from the mouth of the well could he see the female doll, half buried in the dirt and rubble.The round goose egg face was ruined, the vertical and horizontal scars turned the flesh outward, the blood coagulated into blood stains, and the mud looked dirty.This pomegranate red jacket was too loose on the female doll's body, and the buckle of the neckline had been loosened, revealing a neck with deep purple strangulation marks.Deep purple strangulation marks?
Zhuge Yilong's eyes narrowed, and he slowly squatted down to look more carefully.It looks like a mark left by a leather whiplash, but the leather is striated and varies in width, leaving different shades of color when strangled on the snow-white neck.And the dark purple strangulation marks on the female doll's neck are the same color.He swept the deep purple strangulation marks with a white silk handkerchief, and found that there was a little color left on the white silk handkerchief.Zhuge Yi instantly thought of something, and smiled freely: "It turned out to be a painting."
The painting skills are good, but it's a pity that the wrong color material is used to expose the flaws. ”Look at the hands of the female doll again, one into a fist, one flat, wearing a cloisonné bracelet on her wrist, the golden dragon and silver phoenix are auspicious, and the Yan clan gave her a birthday gift.Further down, except for one ankle with a thin gold chain he had given, the other with a white sock was a gold lock.The two rubies set in the gold locks are no longer missing.This birthday gift was later given by the Wu clan, and I heard that the wife of the Wu patriarch offered her most beloved ruby hairpin, and she was so distressed that she couldn't eat for three days.Zhuge Yi will never forget the pretty look of Haitang laughing proudly when he talked about it.A little bad, a little domineering, in short, in his eyes, she is the most beautiful little girl."
Silly girl, so many flaws are left for them, do you think they are stupid?"
Shaking his head and sighing lightly, did he spoil her too much, so she played tricks on people without scruples?
Even he, the master, was included in it."
Master, Grandma Yang is here."
The call of his subordinates came from the wellhead.Zhuge Yi was no longer nostalgic, and jumped to the wellhead with the help of hemp rope.In the blink of an eye, the wellhead has been drilled and landed firmly on a flat ground."
Master, this is something that the eldest girl ordered the old slave to send before she died."
Yang Yanyan respectfully held an ink fox coat, her eyes were full of tears, and her voice was choked.Zhuge Yi looked coldly at the big coat, which he had put on her when he met her for the last time.Now she is still there, but she doesn't know where she is going."
Where is she?
On his deathbed, he ordered you to send it?
And what about her corpse?
”"Don't be angry, don't be angry, wait for the old slave."
Yang Yan's sister handed the ink fox to the masked black-clothed man next to her, and then took out a piece of letter paper that had been treasured for a long time from her arms and held it in front of Zhuge Yi's eyes, "The eldest girl knew that after several patriarchs drove away from the old housekeeper, she knew that a great disaster would come one day, so she arranged for the old slave and the others to leave the Xiqi Pavilion as soon as possible when she was killed, and hide in a safe place to wait for the master, Ling Ye and Qin Wu to arrive.If the old slave and others are also unfortunately killed, this letter can be swallowed into the old slave's stomach and go to Huangquan with the old slave. ”Zhuge Yi chuckled in his heart, and his mind went blank for a moment.Pain can no longer be distinguished from the heart, the five organs, and the body.His eyes were red with tears, and his slender fingers trembled as he took the thin piece of paper.At this moment, he did not dislike it, and preferred to approach.A piece of paper, but he was attached to it and reluctant to stick it to his heart, as if she was sticking to his chest and being coquettish.The big girl didn't leave anything to say......
Master, please see what is written in the letter. ”Yang stepped back so that Zhuge Yi could read the letter quietly.The masked black-clothed people around also followed Yang Yan's example and retreated three feet away.The thin letter paper was pinched between his fingers, and Zhuge Yi could hear the sound of his heart beating wildly.That's fear, it's the fear of not being able to face the truth."
Ah Yi, open it and take a look."
Ling Eighteen, who didn't know when he approached, patted Zhuge Yi's shoulder, he hoped that the little girl would be safe, but the hope was gradually fading.Zhuge Yi held his breath and slowly opened the thin letter paper, and there were six words in his eyes.Not born, not dead, not seen.Juan Xiu's small Kai is her handwriting, and he kisses her little hand and writes it on the paper over and over again."
Poof!"
A mouthful of blood stained his cyan robe, the thin letter red, and the six beautiful silk letters."
Ah Yi!""
Master!"
() Glory to the end