Jian Yao's eyes trembled, and they all fell into Chu Yu's eyes. The smile on his face widened, with a kind of arrogant ferocity: "Jimo is now the Nanyang Marquis, and you are nothing. You are as defeated as me!"

The wind blew over the crescent eaves, and strings of copper bells swayed, tinkling, tinkling, tinkling, sounding particularly cold. Jian Yao was silent for a long time and asked calmly:

"so what?"

Chu Yu was stunned, wondering why Jian Yao was completely indifferent to such a blow.

"Chu Yu, so what? You imprisoned me here, who also failed, just to humiliate me? Chu Yu, I am different from you. I am just a woman. All my assets are my appearance and body, but now they are both here

, I can get back what I lost, but what do you have? Your country? Your people? Your lover? What can you hold on to? So Chu Yu, you are the only one who failed!"

"Bitch!" Chu Yu angrily grabbed Jian Yao's neck, but when he saw the proud smile on Jian Yao's lips, Chu Yu suddenly let go, took a step back, and mocked: "You want me to kill you? Not like that

Easy! Jian Yao, I still have the person I want most!"

"Who? Duan Enli?" Jian Yao was obviously disappointed for a moment when Chu Yu stopped his hand.

"He will not forgive you, not as long as Duan Huali is still alive in his heart!"

Chu Yu was startled and asked: "Did he tell you?"

Jian Yao nodded, Chu Yu's eyes were a little dazed: "Did he say it's because I love Huali?"

After Chu Yu finished speaking, he shook his head and laughed, looking at the carved palace gate in front of him in trance.

Not far away, the sound of wooden piles hitting the city gate kept coming, accompanied by the dull chants of the soldiers, until a sudden burst of cheers sounded, and the palace city was finally broken...

Chu Yu suddenly leaned close to Jian Yao's ear and sighed: "Jian Yao, I still have a little time. Do you... want to follow me to listen to another similar story?"

A majestic figure stood on the wall of Nishizawa Palace. The ink on Feng Xie's hair faded away, revealing the dazzling and charming golden color. However, it was coated with a layer of bloodthirsty red by the red sunset. His long hair was too long.

The shoulders were a bit uneven, and he tied them with a knot at will. His blue eyes were covered with the light gray in the early winter, cold and ruthless.

"king!"

Suddenly a dark shadow flashed behind him. Feng Xie reattached the ghost face in his hand to his face and asked coldly:

"Did you find it?"

"Reporting to the king, every corner of the palace has been searched, and no one has been seen!"

"Where is the person you followed to protect earlier?"

"They're all dead!"

With a "clack" sound, Feng Xie clenched his fists and said coldly:

"Look again, even if we turn over all the land in Xize, we will still find her!"

"yes!"

The corner of his mouth curled up in a self-deprecating arc, who was he? Was he still the fierce and ruthless ghost that he was before?

No, if you lose your heart, even if you are above tens of thousands of people, you will still be an empty body.

And that woman who took his heart and threw it away, where is she? He warned her and gave her a chance to retreat, but she chose this path. She couldn't blame herself, and the oath was still in her ears:

Never let go... Even if the world is far away, even if the blue sky falls, I will never let go...

Jian Yao... this is just the beginning between you and me...
Chapter completed!