Red waist breaking line

Chapter 671

She was a little disappointed, and begged in a low voice: "Then... can you ask Yang Yizhao, ask him, what should he do if it is him?"

The killing intent floated in the air, as if thinking about it, but in the end it trembled a few times like last time, turned around, and flew back into her body again, without any further movement.

Without the company of Sha Yisheng, the whole big tent fell into silence again.

She sighed, this is her own inner demon, she should solve it by herself, and she can only solve it by herself.

He picked up the envelope and handed it to the burning lamp on the table.Only she has read this letter, as long as she burns it, she can pretend that it does not exist.

Under her push, the envelope kept moving forward, and it was about to touch the dancing flame...

At this moment, a voice emerged in her ear - it was Li Mei'er.

"So what if you burn this letter? It's just a piece of paper. What should exist will still exist."

Her fingers trembled, and it was only half a finger away, but she couldn't pass it no matter what.

Why?Why can't she complete such a simple action?She has overcome so many difficulties and escaped from the brink of life and death several times, but she was caught by such a trivial matter.She thought she had already succeeded in cultivation, but at this moment, she seemed to have turned back into that silly and naive child who was just fledgling, bound by the simplest trap and unable to break free.

to burn it? --Are you sure?
While hesitating, the tent door was pushed open, and two soldiers walked in carrying a jar of wine.

When the door curtain moved, a gust of cold wind rolled in with Xiaoxue, and suddenly extinguished the already weak light.

"Who let you in!" Her turbulent heart was seized by the sudden darkness, and she hid the letter behind her in horror, turning into anger from embarrassment.

Accustomed to seeing her gentle and cheerful appearance, the soldiers flinched in fright from her abnormal anger, and hurriedly complained: "...Mu...General Mu seized a jug of good wine, and wanted to share it. But everyone discussed it. It is said that if you have good wine, you should respect the coach first..."

Realizing that she had lost her composure, Hongye stretched out her hands to cover her hot face, deliberately controlled her chaotic emotions, and said, "Okay, thank you very much. Let's put it here."

The soldier put down the wine jar and retreated.Hongye was the only one left in the entire tent.The curtain fell, and the only light source was cut off. The darkness seemed to be a safe barrier, allowing her to hide in it and hide all the changes in her eyes.

She reached over, touched the letter, and crumpled it into a ball, but didn't dare to throw it away.

When the eyes are useless, the other senses are sharpened.The aroma of that urn of wine haunted her nose like a ghost, so familiar.

For her, this taste is safe and sweet.When Yang Yizhao confessed for the first time, he took her hand and broke the mud seal of the same wine—this is a taste that witnessed her reaping love.

Relying on instinct, she slowly groped to the side of the wine urn in the dark, gently lifted the cover, buried her head in it, and took a deep breath—the aroma of the wine was so strong that she became dizzy for a while.

Another gust of wind blew open a corner of the tent door.A ray of light came in, forcing her to see her reflection in the wine.

In an instant, she finally understood Li Meier's intentions.This woman, playing tricks, is indeed a murderous knife.

This trap is so clear and dangerous, but it is inevitable.No matter how much she controls herself, she can't escape the trap of heart demon.

(End of this chapter)