"Are you okay?" Ouyang asked with concern.

The north rain swayed and shook his head.

In order to express themselves in front of them, the prisoner whipped Yuwen Changyun with a whip.

"Call you not to be honest, call you Heng. Kill your waste."

Yu Wen Chang Yun held his head in both hands, and the whole pain was curled up together, and the painful snoring sounded in his mouth.

Seeing that he was going to be killed, Bei Yuyu raised his hand and stopped, "Okay."

The prisoner stopped the action in his hand.

"Ouyang adults, I have something to say to him."

Ouyang Changgongzi glanced at Yuwen Changyun, who was not dying. "No hurry, you are coming slowly."

After the two of them left, Bei Yuyu walked over to him. "I have good news today, I want to tell you."

Yu Wen Chang Yun lay motionless on the ground.

"The singer is still not dead."

"What are you talking about!" Yu Wenchang Yun turned and looked up, a pair of red eyes watching her.

"He is preparing to save you." North Rain continued.

Yu Wenchang’s red eyes were suddenly bright, but they quickly faded.

Now that they know it, they will not let the singer succeed.

Bei Yuyu seems to see through his inner thoughts and said without hesitation: "Reassured, I will not stop. I will not tell the people of Ouyang."

Yu Wenchang Yun Xu looked at her in disbelief and looked alert.

"You can rest assured that I will not do anything to you. If I really want to do something, you can't escape. I used to want you to die, now I want you to live well."

After leaving a strange word, Bei Yuyu left.

Yu Wen Chang Yun rubbed her mind, but couldn't figure out what she was playing. However, as soon as she thought that she was still trying to save him, the dark world seemed to have injected light.

Bei Yuyu looked at the eyes of his eyes, and his lips were filled with a meaningful smile.

The experience of the time when Yan Qing disappeared can be described as miserable. The suffering he suffered and the sins he received were caused by Yu Wenchang’s hand, and even his family’s death.

This **** sea is revengeful, and I want to say that I can’t wait for the hand blade.

She is very much looking forward to what kind of end will be when Yu Wenchang Yun falls into the hands of Yan Qing.

"Let's go." Bei Yuyu said to Ouyang Changgong.

"Ok."

This time I came here to accompany her.

The two walked out of the cell and the sun shone on the face, really warm. She squinted and looked at the sun above her head, and even though she was hot outside, her heart was still cold.

It was almost two years since I came here, but I did not meet him.

Did he not come to this world?

The north rain squatted on the sedan chair and returned to the north home.

At the same time, a carriage came from the south gate of the city to the capital, sitting on the side of the coachman, watching the long-lost Shangjingcheng, his eyes full of joy. I have been away for nearly two years and finally returned.

Everyone knows that Xiaoyao Wang likes to travel through the mountains and rivers. Only his personal servant knows it. In fact, the master is not a tourist. In the eyes of the master, no matter how good the scenery can not enter his eyes.

But the master is constantly walking outside, and it always feels like looking for someone.

After this return, it will not take long for the master to go out.

On the other hand, when Bei Yuyu sat in the cell and took the car out of the cell, when the sedan chair went to the main street, Bei Yuyu heard the sound of the outside and shouted to stop the sedan chair.

"You go back first."

"Yes."

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