Chongmenhuan's heart suddenly seemed to be tightly grabbed by someone's hand, making her breathless, and the knife in that hand was constantly scraping her heart and lungs, and blood was dripping.
But she couldn't scream out of the pain.
Yan Jiu Ming is indeed Yan Jiu Ming, this man's calculation and ruthlessness are far from what he is in front of him, presumably, before she came back, Yan Jiu Ming had already sent out countless people to find Chongmen.
I don't know what it's like in the wind end building now, it's a big door, have you already gotten up and gone back to the cold city?
I hope that the way back to Hancheng can be safe, don't be found by Yan Jiuming, don't force Yan Jiuming to this point now, there are no scruples.
Even if you throw out all the troops in the capital, you must seize the heavy door.
This is the most effective and fastest way for him to save his country.
It is precisely because of this that he so happily allowed Chongmen Huan to leave the palace, if anyone else can lead Chongmen Jue, maybe only Chongmen Huan!
"Although I don't dare to believe that he can give up this country for you, but, at least, you are different in your heart, I believe that he will not let you die!"
Yan Jiuming's eyes fell on her coldly, and she was full of calculations, as if she had already mastered the secret of winning this country.
The man smiled so cruelly and so confidently.
After Chongmen Huan heard his words, he also sneered gloomily, looked at Yan Jiuming with contempt and mockery, and said, "You have played this abacus so well, but unfortunately, you don't know Chongmen Jue too well!"
” She looked at Yan Jiuming and told herself that she must stay calm, as long as Yan Jiuming felt that Chongmen would never flinch because of her, she would have a way to live.
Even though she was alive, she didn't know where she was yet.
Raising his chin slightly, Chongmen Huan was full of coldness and ridicule: "It's like the emperor was able to abandon his wife and children, kill his wife and children for the sake of his country, do you think Chongmen will give up this great country for the sake of a woman?"
” These words were like being afraid of the overwhelming sword rain, and they all pressed down towards Yan Jiuming, and the man was injured by this sword rain, and his body was drenched in blood.
Yes, he did choose to kill Qin Xuanji and the child because of anger and resentment for the sake of his own country, for his own face.
At that time, he always felt that there might never be a man in this world who loved her more than him, and no matter who put her in his hands, he was not at ease.
But later, he killed her with his own hands and cut her off in his hands.
How ironic and ridiculous this is.
Now that he was ridiculed and coldly picked up by Chongmen Huan, the woman grabbed his scar and forcefully uncovered the wound that he hadn't had time to scab over, and suddenly it was bloody again.
Chongmen Huan stood straight in the middle of the lights, fearless, she knew best how to uncover Yan Jiuming's wound and make him feel pain.
The most powerful weapon is to kill invisibly!
After a long silence, Chongmen Huan felt a cold wind quickly rolling towards her, and before she could react, she received a heavy blow on her forehead.
The teacup smashed on her forehead and then slid down.
On the ground, the shatter turned into countless fragments!