Dream Broken You Pavilion

A few days later, Deshun rushed back to Fulong Mountain from Yangcheng. He was quick to do things, he had already submitted the delivery procedure list to Zhi Yecheng, and paid [-]% of the tax based on the total sales amount.

Highlighting a small abacus, only ten carts of iron ore, excluding labor costs, taxes, etc., earned more than 800 taels of silver.

Shang Wuyang was overjoyed, so he decided to go down the mountain the next day, and he wanted to go to Xiangzhou himself...

In the middle of the night before Shang Wuyang left the mountain, Man Luo hurriedly met him and said that Ru Xiao had come, he was hidden in the forest and was not going to go up the mountain, at the same time, he handed him a letter written by Ru Xiao , the two talked for a long time in the study, Shang Wuyang then wrote a note to her, telling her to be careful.

Man Luo, who has regained Fang Xiyue's identity, has a clouded bun, willow eyebrows and almond eyes, a light blue gown, a water blue long gown, and a pair of white embroidered shoes. The sinister look of the disciple.

After coming out of the study, she went straight to Xiaoyuntian Dungeon.

The general dungeon is dark and damp, but Fulong Mountain is located in the north, relatively dry, so there is not much humidity in the dungeon, but it is too dark.At night, two candles were lit on the wall, illuminating the ghostly atmosphere inside.

The blood slaves who were originally imprisoned inside have been transferred to the Yangcheng government office for custody after the war. Therefore, all the rooms in the dungeon are currently empty, except for a small independent room...

The guards took Man Luo to a hut where female prisoners were kept, and a woman in her 40s was guarding the door.

This is an independent and closed space. There is no sun in the dungeon, so there is no need for windows. There is only a small window at the height of one person, which is used to deliver meals and facilitate viewing.

In the entire dungeon, there is only one person imprisoned here, and that is the woman pretending to be Snow Lotus.

As the iron gate was opened, an oil lamp held by the woman illuminated the hut, which was no more than six feet square.A faint stench in the room was disgusting, half of the floor was covered with straw, and on the other side was a wooden toilet with mottled paint, and a half-foot-high low table, nothing else.

Lying on the straw was a woman in homespun clothes with neatly combed hair. She was unmoved when she heard someone coming in.

Man Luo signaled the old woman to go out, and the old woman obediently put the oil lamp on the low table, stepped back by herself, and closed the door behind her.

Man Luo looked at the woman quietly, and after a while, he called out, "Nan Luo."

The woman didn't move or speak.

Man Luo said again: "My name is Man Luo."

Listening to her self-report, the woman really moved her head slightly.

Man Luo said again: "I am the fifth disciple of Iron Face Yama, and I am your senior sister."

After a while, the woman finally turned her head to look at her.

A wry smile appeared on Man Luo's face, and he said, "Hello, Junior Sister."

Nan Luo sat up slowly, leaning her back against the wall. Her originally handsome face was now pale and haggard, with no vitality in her eyes, she tilted her head and looked at Man Luo dimly.

Man Luo stared at her face closely for a long time, then said softly, "Are you okay?"

"Not dead yet." She finally spoke, but her voice was extremely low and hoarse, as if she hadn't spoken since she was locked in the dungeon.

She said: "You betrayed him, what are you doing here, do you want to kill me again?"

A sneer crossed Man Luo's lips, and he said, "Do you think we should be loyal to him?"

Nan Luo let out a long breath, and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing here? Talk if you have something to say, and leave after you finish speaking."

Man Luo said: "He is dead."

Nan Luo suddenly turned his head to her, with doubts in his big eyes: "You, what did you say?"

"he died."

"Who killed it?"

"Xiao Han."

Nan Luo was at a loss, with a trace of melancholy, murmured: "Dead... dead..." She closed her eyes, and two tears gushed out from under the closed eyelids, and slowly slid down.

Man Luo frowned slightly, "Are you crying for him?"

"No, I'm doing it for myself." She didn't open her eyes, she let the tears flow wildly, immersed in her own sadness and couldn't extricate herself.

A feeling of sympathy arises spontaneously, Man Luo said quietly: "Yes, I also cried a lot after he died, and it was also for myself. I felt that I was finally freed and relaxed, and I no longer had to be forced to To hurt those innocent lives."

Nan Luo's face was pale, and tears silently slid down his cheeks and fell on his chest.

Man Luo looked at her quietly for a long time, then suddenly said softly: "20 years ago, I asked you, where did the man under the tree go, and you told me that he died and was dragged away. I asked you, where did the man under the tree go? Where is it, you say, he is alive, he is not dead."

Hearing this, Nan Luo suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her, his tearful eyes were full of surprise.

Man Luo smiled wryly: "Three meals a day are just a short meeting, but I remember it for 20 years."

Nan Luo's lips trembled slightly: "...is that you?"

With a wry smile on Man Luo's face, he walked to Nan Luo and sat down. Like her, he leaned his back against the wall and hugged his knees. The dim and flickering light of the oil lamp on the low table blurred her vision, her thoughts wandered, and she would She brought back 20 years ago, in the hut of the blood slave...

At that time, the only person who talked to her was the little girl who brought her food. Although the girl was cold, never smiled, and always refused to say a word, she still looked forward to it every day. With the appearance of girls, at least, their hearts were still pure at that time.

But ever since Yan Luo took her away one day, she has never seen that girl again until today...

"Thank you." Manro's voice was sincerely grateful.

"……what?"

"Back then you knew that I was the one who fed Ru Xiao with food and water, but not only did you not report on me, but you also had more food and food every night."

"..."

"Thank you too, for not killing Xuelian."

There was a moment of silence.

"How did you recognize me?" Nan Luo's voice was as light as autumn water, without any emotion.

Man Luo said: "I feel, or maybe, you are too deep in my heart."

"Where's Miao Jue?"

"died."

"How did you die?"

"suicide."

Nan Luo said: "Damn her." The cold tone was just like her face, so calm that there was no wave.

Man Luo said again: "The mountain leopard is dead, and the gu carving is also dead."

"Damn it!" She gritted her teeth.

"Ai Luo came to avenge Miao He, was seriously injured and ran away."

"Where's Ru Owl?"

"Ru Xiao, in order to save me, he was seriously injured, and returned to Chuanyang after recovering from his injury."

"Who hurt him?"

"Yan Luo with an iron face."

"...you, what else do you want to tell me?"

"Now Arrow is the Blood Slave Division, the new Director."

Nan Luo furrowed her brows tightly, and slammed the back of her head against the wall, making a "dong" sound. At the same time, she closed her eyes again, gritted her teeth, and said, "The devil..."

Manro asked, "Do you know her?"

"...Miaohe is a dog, and she is a fox."

"How to say?"

Nan Luo was silent for a moment, then said: "Miao He is the Queen's loyal lackey, in order to please the Queen, he will do anything for her, while Ai Luo is selfish and cunning."

Man Luo suddenly felt more worried, and said softly: "Ru Xiao wanted to live in seclusion in the mountains after returning home, but who knows, Ai Luo found him and brought him back to Blood Slaves."

"A dead end." Nan Luo snorted coldly.

Man Luo asked, "Nan Luo, how did you get into the Blood Slave Division?"

Nan Luo shot two angers in his eyes, and said coldly: "Miao He sent someone to kill me...Master."

"It's the same as me?!" Man Luo didn't expect this, she sat up straight, gritted her teeth and said, "Miao He killed my son-in-law and set the blame on others, deceiving me so hard, training me to be his killer Tool, let me assassinate my young lady and young master with my own hands, the hatred in my heart is no less than yours!"

"Nan Luo, do you want to take revenge?"

"Revenge?" Nan Luo said coldly, "Isn't Miao He already dead?!"

Man Luo said seriously: "But the blood slave is still there!"

Nan Luo was shocked, and turned to look at her with deep sarcasm and suspicion in his eyes: "You want to destroy Blood Nusi? Are you crazy?"

Man Luo said seriously: "I'm not crazy, Nan Luo, Ru Xiao had to join the Blood Slavery Division because his parents were kidnapped by Miao He, and you and I are both masters who were killed by Miao He and then taken away by him, so we became degenerates." We are just tools to kill people for him. Over the years, we have gone through life and death for him, how many people we have killed and how many injuries we have suffered. You don't feel it. All of this is not only brought by Miao He, but also by that Damn blood slave, that crazy queen of Chuanyang country!"

"Nan Luo, now Ai Luo is in charge of the blood slaves, and you know who she is. If she knows that we are still alive, she must find us and let us continue to work for the blood slaves. If she refuses, she will be killed What a disaster. We have only two ways to go, either obey or fight with them."

Nan Luo was silent.

Man Luo said again: "We have been under the control of others for 20 years, and we must not be slaughtered by others for the rest of our lives. Nan Luo, don't you want to be someone else's lackey for the rest of your life? Don't you want to live for yourself once?"

"Live for yourself? Here? Huh!" Nan Luo said coldly.

Man Luo said: "Nan Luo, we sisters unite, as long as you want, you can leave here at any time."

A gleam of light flashed from Nan Luo's eyes, and she sneered: "Leave? Even if you can get them to let me go, but now I am like this, what do I have to fight against them? What's the use of going out? Isn't it a waste? ?”

Man Luo whispered: "Nan Luo, as long as you are of the same mind as me, I can cure you, trust me." She stretched out her hand and held her cold hand tightly.

Seemingly feeling the warmth from her palm, Nan Luo looked down at her hand, his eyes sparkled, and said in a low voice, "What do you want to do?"

Man Luo: "Go back, return to the blood slaves!"

"Go back?" Nan Luo frowned, "Work carefully?"

Manro nodded acquiescingly.

Nan Luo sneered and said, "Don't you think I've failed in my meticulous work?"

Of course Man Luo knew that she was referring to pretending to be Xuelian, but in the final analysis, if Jing'er hadn't discovered the clues because she was as careful as a hair, it was also her fault that she couldn't bear to kill Xuelian to bring about the revelation, and the others really didn't find out. She is fake.

Man Luo said: "That's because you don't know Xiao Yuntian and Miss Jing'er, but you know Xue Nu and Ai Luo."

"After the battle of Fulong Mountain, Miao He's entire army was wiped out, and she also ran away. The news on the mountain was tightly blocked. No one knew that Miao Jue was dead, and no one knew that I had betrayed the blood slave. You can say that I am already the same as Gu Diao. Dead, today, it was Ru Xiao who came to take you back. He said that some people would not accept that Ai Luo reorganized the blood slaves, so she needs someone who has the status of Miao He's disciple to stand with her. Otherwise, she will How can you care about my life?!"

Nan Luo was stunned: "Ru Xiao? He's here?"

Man Luo nodded and said: "It was Airo who asked him to come to you and me, and save you out by the way, Ru Xiao didn't want to have any unpleasant things with Xiao Yuntian's people, so he didn't go up the mountain, but asked me to take you out , he needs someone he can trust by his side, and this person is you."

Nan Luo bowed his head and pondered for a long time, then asked: "How to take revenge?"

Man Luo: "Help Ru Ou, and use the power of Xiang Kingdom."

Nan Luo paused for two seconds and said, "Deal."

Man Luo took her hand and stood up, saying: "Get up, I will take you away."

"Where to go?"

"Cure."

"Miracle doctor Fangshan?"

"No, the old lady knows how to treat it. Fangshan, the genius doctor, is benevolent and benevolent. He broke your leg in a rage that day. Didn't he connect it for you? He sealed your leg. The eight extraordinary meridians have crippled you, but before leaving, they left a method of healing for you, just waiting for you to abandon the darkness and turn to the light."

Man Luo supported her, walked outside the door, and handed the note to the guard, who took it for a closer look and let it go immediately.

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