Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

"This condition can be to help Ian escape, or it can be to help Su Shijie find an antidote."

Xia Naier suddenly raised her head and stared at He Xiuzi.

"However, you can only choose one of the two."

The corner of Chanel's mouth hooked: "What conditions?"

"You said go up the mountain of knives, down into the sea of ​​fire."

Chanel doesn't understand, this sentence is just an adjective, there is no real mountain of swords and sea of ​​fire in the world.

"Why should I believe what you said?" Chanel sneered, "How do you know about Su Shijie's antidote?"

"Su Shijie's illness is strange. His antidote is in the East Palace. Believe it or not, I have no loss." He Xiuzi sat down on the chair, "If you believe it, maybe Sue has a chance to be cured, but you don't believe it If not, Sue will have to wait to die."

Chanel lowered her gaze, remembering what the mysterious man in the castle said, sometimes she also wondered if that man colluded with He Xiuzi, just to set her up and let her come back to Mu Xicheng.

However, when Su Shijie went to investigate his illness, he really found something strange...

Chanel originally had a glimmer of hope.

Rather, she would rather believe that this is true, because only by believing can Su Shijie be saved.

What else could she do but believe?

"Tell me, if you choose one of the two, who do you want to save?"

Chanel said without blinking, "I choose Mu Xicheng."

There was a trace of surprise in He Xiuzi's eyes, and he said slightly mockingly: "I thought you would definitely choose Sue, why?"

Chanel said flatly: "Because I owe Mu Xicheng more."

In fact, the real reason is that she believes that He Xiuzi has the ability to help Mu Xicheng escape, but she doesn't quite believe that He Xiuzi can help Su Shijie get back the antidote.

Shouldn't Muxi City have more rights to go to the East Palace?

However, Chanel doesn't ask for anything now, she just hopes that Mu Xicheng will wake up soon.

……

Half an hour later, a long road was paved with red-hot charcoal blocks in the corridor at the door of the ward.

The scarlet flames crackled in the coals.

The two bodyguards arched their bodies: "Miss, you are ready."

Xia Naier stared at the fire road in front of her, and understood what He Xiuzi meant.

This is the so-called "volcano".

"Xia Nai'er, if you can walk barefoot from here, I will promise to help Ian escape." He Xiuzi turned and stared at Chanel's legs, "I really want to know, for Ian's sake, How much can you do?"

Chanel smiled coldly: "What if I walked over, but you turned back?"

He Xiuzi suddenly picked up a delicate dagger and cut it on his palm...

Bright red blood dripped down her snow-white skin.

She clenched her hand into a fist and stretched out, blood dripping on the coals, making a crackling sound.

He Xiuzi threw down the dagger: "If I want your legs, you can't help but you don't want them. Similarly, now that I'm negotiating terms with you, there's no need to backtrack."

"..."

He Xiuzi's face was extremely cold against the firelight, "I'm not reconciled for him."

"..."

"You should be thankful that you just chose Ian, otherwise you wouldn't even have the chance to hesitate now, and I would directly break your leg."

Blood was still dripping down her palm. <b