012: Wanruo Tianshen

I don't know what Surdan wrote on that paper. He folded the paper written with dragons and phoenixes, handed it to the man in black and said, "Send this to Luo Jin's house."

The man in black left as ordered, and Surdan stood there, his face was silent for a long time, and then suddenly turned to Lu Ning.

The blue eyes seemed to be penetrating, staring at Lu Ning, and then suddenly came forward and grabbed Lv Ning.

"Let's go." Surdan said to the wood.

The person answered, so he quickly followed Surdan.

"Bold Bold Sourdan, where are you taking me?" Lv Ning was bound to the script and was full of unhateness. At this time, she picked up Suldan like a chicken, and became more and more angry. She struggled and shouted angrily.

"You talkative woman, shut up." Zhe Mu ran a few steps quickly and stared at the green.

"Suldan, you coward." Lv Ning disdained the derailer Mu at all, but just looked up at Surdan. Surdan's big hand was carrying green condens, and it was no effort at all. His thick eyebrows frowned slightly, his black eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking. However, when he heard the three words " coward", his body trembled slightly.

Sultan turned around and looked at Lu Ning.

So clear, so beautiful, with compelling aura, but a unique domineering charm. Why are these eyes so familiar? Are you familiar enough... enough to make yourself dreamy?

But this woman, not her, not her...

"Suldan!" Lu Ning raised his voice and said, "Let me go..."

Before she finished speaking, Lu Ning felt a numbness behind her back, and the last half of the words disappeared completely as if they had disappeared. What's going on? Lv Ning moved and wanted to look back, but suddenly found that his body could not move.

"Well, why did Luo Jin please such a talkative daughter-in-law and annoy him to death day by day?" The voice of Zhemu came from behind, and he hated Lu Ning so much that he couldn't take a bite. It must be this boy who made a name for himself so that he couldn't move and couldn't even say anything.

Sultan just carried the green condensation and continued to leap forward.

This place looks so magnificent inside, but the place is extremely hidden. In the lush jungle tightly surrounded, from a distance, it looks like a low shabby house. Further forward, there was a deeper forest. Lv Ning was grabbed by Surdan, and then he didn't know if he was too in the way. Surdan raised Lv Ning again, suddenly turned in front of him, and carried Lv Ning on his shoulder.

Green condensed and shrugged firmly. He wanted to scold Suldan angrily, but he hated that he couldn't even say anything. He had to let Suldan carry it and rushed all the way to the direction he didn't know at all.

I don't know how long I have been walking, but there are bursts of sleepiness. Lv Ning closed her eyes in a daze and fell asleep like this. It was not until she was thrown to the ground with a "bang" that she woke up.

"Oh, you coward, do you want to break my palace?" In a trance, Lu Ning had already forgotten that she was the identity of her face, and blurted out, "Let's see how I punish you!"

"Who the hell are you?" A long sword, cold light, once again touched the green neck.

"Who am I? Who do you think I am!" Lv Ning looked up, stared at Surdan angrily, and suddenly realized something. Well, can I talk?"

"Why do you know that I don't shoot pheasants, and why do you call me a coward?" The long sword coldly pressed against the green neck and moved forward a little closer.

And in front of him, those blue eyes are not as optimistic and clear as before. I still remember that these blue eyes in the past, like the blue lake illuminated by the bright sun, always reflect the warmth of the sun. But now, why is it covered with a layer of cold?

"What's going on, Surdan," Lu Ning's heart, I don't know why there was a layer of uneasiness. This is definitely not the former Surdan, and by no means the normal Surdan. Surdan will never send assassins to assassinate others.

Surdan just opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly he heard a few screams not far away, and then a man shouted loudly, "Catch him, catch him!"

Then, the sound of fighting came again, which seemed to be getting closer and closer.

Surdan slowly turned around, but saw a tall figure slowly walking from the depths of the trees.

Lv Ning also raised her eyes and looked at the man who was getting closer and closer. In her eyes, she couldn't help but be a little more stunned.

A long hair flew like a waterfall, and the silver-white clothes were blown up by the night wind, and the clothes flew. A pair of sword eyebrows are flying, but their eyes are as deep as the dark night. There is a calm look in those eyes, but there is also a calm firmness like the sea. Under the straight nose, the firm thin lips were tightly squeezed, and the long hair was entangled around his face. The silver and white clothes made him as great and beautiful as a god.

"Luo...Luo Jin..." Green muttered his name, and there was some confusion in his eyes.

Why did he appear here? Just now, there was a sound of fierce fighting in my ear, but I saw that Luo Jin's silver and white clothes were still better than snow, and there was no trace of bloody grass crumbs. How did he get here?

"Luo Jin, your operation is very fast." Surdan sneered.

"Suldan," Luo Jin gently touched the corners of her lips and said in a low voice, "Long time no see."

"Now is not the time to be polite to you." The man standing aside shouted, "Luo Jin, your first wife is in our hands now. Don't act rashly."

"Oh?" Luo Jin raised her eyebrows, but her eyes did not look at Lv Ning. "How can it be regarded as not being rash?"

"That's..." zhemu's eyes turned, and then said, "Let go of all our brothers. Let's exchange your first wife for you. Isn't this business a loss?"

"How do you know I'm not at a loss?" Luo Jin didn't answer and asked.

"Ha, she is your first wife. Naturally, she is higher than your little wife, and she is naturally the most important to you." He said proudly, "It's natural to take advantage of you if you exchange your eldest wife for our brothers."

"You exchange a woman for thirteen songs to return to the rebel party. Is this taking advantage of me?" Luo Jin asked indifferently.

"You..." Zhe Mu was made so that he couldn't even speak by Luo Jin. He just stared, looked at Luo Jin, and then at Lu Ning.

"Luo Jin." Surdan said coldly with a blank face, "Is this woman really not important to you at all?"

Luo Jin did not answer, but raised her eyebrows and looked at Surdan without any question.

"Since you don't answer, it doesn't matter, does it?" Surdan said, and his hand holding the sword exerted a slight force. Lv Ning only felt that there was a coldness between his neck, and there was more faint pain. It was expected that the sharp blade must have scratched the skin and oozed blood. He couldn't help frowning slightly, but only gritted his teeth secretly and didn't make a sound.

"Since it doesn't matter, I will kill her." A cold sentence was thrown out, which made Lu Ning's heart cold.

What happened to make Luo Jin and Surdan so opposite each other, and make Surdan, who is so kind that he doesn't even dare to shoot a pheasant, become what he looks like now?

In the past few years, what has happened outside the palace that you don't know?

Luo Jin didn't say anything, and Surdan didn't say anything. Green stared at Luo Jin, looking at the depth of emotion in his eyes. Those eyes were like the sea, like the night, so deep that they couldn't see the deep emotions. How can such a man save himself? Lu Ning slowly closed her eyes.

The sword on his neck slightly left his neck. But then, a more fierce cool breeze came towards the green condensation. It was expected that Surdan was going to stab him with a sword?

It doesn't matter, what does it matter?

Are you the one who should have been ordered to go to Huangquan? On that day, the fire in the "Biyun Palace" had burned out his life. Without the past, there will naturally be no future. People like yourself should have dispersed with the wind. Why do you expect a trace of warmth in the world?

The burning flame of "Biyun Palace" once again appeared in front of us. Lv Ning once made a wish that if she could get this warm light in this life, this life would be worth it. Now, you can't even expect that bright warmth?

It doesn't matter.

Just let yourself disperse with the wind.

Even if it is a wisp of soul, a gust of wind, finally come helplessly, unwilling to go, what does it matter to whom?