441 which is true or false

dry......

Hot......

spicy......

Suffocation...

This is all Luo Wen'er's feelings at this moment.

The late summer night was cool and wet, but she felt that there was a fire burning in her chest, which dried her and burned everything in her chest, leaving only empty and empty...

However, there is still an idea... She is going to tell the man to leave quickly, otherwise...

The people of Duanning Hall are discussing how to destroy him, such as the "three unique land" and "dragon forbidden arts". She only knew that they were going to kill him and kill him...

This man once annoyed her, made her angry, made her love, and made her hurt. She can't forget the old relationship, the help of the same boat that has gone through the mountain of knives and blood, the help of several times, the clumsy and straightforward love words, the soft words sprinkled in her ears...

She can't forget, even if he really becomes a demon!

Indeed, she was going to cut off the past, because he ruined their vows and had other women in his heart. However, when she heard that he was going to be secretly executed, her heart was so painful, as if she had been dug out of a piece.

At that moment, what flashed in front of his eyes was the hand that was quickly swallowed up by the gold sand, the kiss of life and death, the last gift that gave her life, thinking that he had lost his fear and confusion...

How do you want her to forget? How to forget?

She wiped her tears, jumped to another roof and ran.

What's more, is he really as horrible as Yunfeng said?

Yunfeng's narrative has a huge loophole... So many soldiers have died and been killed. Why is he still alive? Living so healthily?

Isn't this strange?

Although Qian Yuyi is drunk with the war, he is not a fool. How can he not know that Yunfeng's heart is different? In that case, why leave him alone? Leave him to tell Qian Yumo?

And if what he said is false, what is his purpose?

Provoking brother discord?

Who is the envoy?

Killing people with a knife?

Because thousands of wings are loved?

Of course, there is another possibility, which she dares not imagine, can't believe it, and can't avoid, so... he is just acting in a scene, a scene at someone's behest. Because that person has always regarded Qian Yuyi as a strong enemy, not only because of the throne, but also because of... her.

They just want her to believe that Qian Yuyi has become bad and make her completely forget him.

But is she really that important? Is it worth so much effort?

But Qian Yumo... He is indeed a good actor. Didn't he pretend to be Mo Xi to deceive himself for three years? Even on weekdays, didn't he use all kinds of tricks to coax her?

When he was in Xiangyang Village, he just woke up from a coma and pretended to lose his memory, intending to take her away from the mountains. In the Miaoxiang Hall, even if he was **, even if he knew that she was outside the door, he could still pretend to Nangong Wan. He not only cheated her, but also the unfathomable, sinister and vicious Nangong Wan!

As the lord of the country, he is obviously wise and god, but he has to pretend to be absurd and dizzy. He not only hides the family, but also confuses the world. As the head of the country, he is still a successful and feared businessman. Except for a few people, who knows that he has a dual identity?

He is really not simple. He is cunning, he is meticulous, and he is full of tricks. He is an unfathomable fox in the mouth of thousands of wings. Thousands of wings can't beat him, and none of them can fight him. But...

If it comes to acting, is Yue Liying also acting? Her personality is straightforward and bright. How could she do such a thing? And the wound on her face, her broken left arm... How did she fake it?

Did she misunderstand Qian Yumo?

Indeed, after experiencing the sharing of life and death, he can also bear all the disasters of extinction, just to let her live. How can he fake the subtle moments of the morning and night, and the whispers of his ears? And they have known each other for five years. How can she not know him? How to doubt him?

But now, she can only trust one person, only one person!

She doesn't know whether what she is doing now is right or wrong, but she must do it!

She can't think about the consequences. All she knows is that if she hesitates and escapes, she can only regret it!

If so, she will never forgive herself!

And everything starts with her, she must, must...

Just think that she is repaying him, that she doesn't want to see the tragedy of her brother's wall, and that she makes a break for the past... From now on, we will never see each other again!

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The road is so long that she seems to have run for a long time.

This road is so short that when you pass through a thick cluster of branches and leaves, you can see the Wing King's Palace in front of you.

All the way, the wind that kept pouring into her body made her cough.

Luo Wener covered her mouth and tried to suppress the cough.

There is a sweet smell between the teeth, and there is a little warmth falling on the palm of the hand.

She didn't have time to see it. She just fell down and gently fell on the high wall.

Like the Wing Palace five years ago, there is no guard on the east wall, but the black tiger... is no longer there.

She gasped for a moment, condensed, recalled the path in her memory, and jumped into the darkness.

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However, no matter which way she takes, they will take her to Qimengju.

Yes, that's the place where she crocheted her dream that it would turn into reality. Every dusk, he would take her for a walk in the house, and finally, he will return here.

This is the place where he lingered with her, the place where she gave herself to a man for the first time, the place full of countless beaties and romances, and the last place where she was taken away.

How do you want her to forget?

But will he be here? Will he take the witch... live here? Living in the wedding room specially decorated for her, living in Qimengju, which records the unforgettable soft whispers?

She looked at the darkness of the window.

Looking around again.

Like all silent houses, only the gauze lamp is hung outside the house, and the inside is dark.

After all, it's late at night.

She hesitated and then slowly approached.

People always have a familiar and intimate feeling about things in the past, but whenever they see each other again, they can't help thinking about it.

And, she should be here for the last time... From now on, we will never see each other again.

She has walked under the light, and her black night clothes are connected with the dark shadows on the ground, which is quite strange with her movement.

She wavered over whether to push the door or jump on the roof and drop a few tiles into the house.

However, this swing was only for a moment, because as she approached, a sound came from the room, which was small and ambiguous, familiar and strange, but it kept drifting into my ears.