Abandoning the Emperor and Paying the World: Peerless Master

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Later, the two problems that Zi Xi thought about turned into light smoke along with the fragmented friendship. In this midsummer, they were blown away by the sultry wind, disappeared, and no longer existed.

Shangguan Xiaodie jumped off the horse and dragged Zixi straight to Duanmuxin's bedroom.

The hall outside the dormitory was full of people, those who should have come and those who should have come should have come.

Zixi didn't have time to look at those people one by one. The moment she was pulled into the bedroom by Shangguan Xiaodie, she caught a glimpse of Li Zhi squatting in the corner in a daze, and Li Shiyun opposite Li Zhi.When she wanted to take a closer look at Li Shiyun's expression, she had already stepped into the bedroom, and her eyes were on the dignified and weird Empress Zhuang. The change was so fast that she felt that Li Shiyun might also have this expression. [

Duanmuyu was beside Empress Zhuang, his expression was painful and depressed, as if he wanted to release it, but too many people were pressing on his heart, he had no choice but to be patient.Duanmuyu was mentally tortured by Empress Zhuang since she was a child, and he never told others about the method of torture.Zixi always felt that the reason why Duanmuyu became weaker and weaker had something to do with Queen Zhuang's torture.

Zixi was dragged to Duanmuxin's couch by Shangguan Xiaodie. Before that, her eyes had been paying attention to the people nearby, either silent or dignified, and some people's faces seemed to have superfluous weirdness, which made her feel uncomfortable all over her body. uneasy.

She first glanced at Shangguan Xiaodie who was lying on the edge of the bed crying silently, and then turned her gaze to Duanmu Xin.

Duanmu Xin's handsome face was bloodless, his lips were pale, his expression was quite quiet, without any pain or struggle, his eyes were peacefully closed, if she hadn't seen his chest rising and falling slightly, she would have suspected that his legs had fallen apart. It's killing people all over the world.

Zixi blamed herself for this idea for a while. She and Duanmu Xin could be said to be childhood sweethearts, they fought together countless times, and they were considered good brothers who went through life and death, but she didn't feel a little bit sad, at least she couldn't shed tears .

She really wanted to ask what was going on, was Duanmu Xin disabled?But this question cannot be easily asked, the people around are immersed in grief, her direct question is tantamount to adding salt to their wounds, it is estimated that some people will cry, at least she thinks that Empress Zhuang will help her when necessary Squeeze some tears from time to time.

"Has Duanmu Xin been disabled?"

An indifferent voice suddenly broke the dead silence.