It's hard to guess the concubine: the black-bellied prince chases his wife

Chapter 619 I am not a slave!

In Ye Ziyi's opinion, compared with the high priest, this White Tiger Priest's means are really comparable.He knew Zhonglici's deep fear and longing, and also knew what family meant to Zhonglici, so before he died, he was still unwilling to let Zhonglici go.

After hearing his words, Zhonglici also tried his best to suppress the trembling in his heart, and looked at Priest Baihu calmly in his eyes: "The person who is about to die has a wrong heart. The only thing I, Zhonglici, is ashamed of is my parents. You don't have to It excites me so much."

The white tiger priest can be regarded as watching Zhong Lici grow up, knowing that he is just trying to calm down, so he finally showed a clear smile: "Nu San... You are originally a slave from Miaojiang, but you are not If you want to defile the purity of Moon God as a slave together with outsiders, Moon God... will punish you!"

After finishing speaking, his head sank back heavily, his eyes lost the original vitality, and he lost his breath for a while.Probably he knew that Zhong Lici would not let him go, so he swallowed the poison long before they arrived.

His death like this is considered a one-hundred-and-a-half, but what is left to Zhong Lici is the endless evil in his heart.His purpose is to make Ye Ziyi feel extremely chilled.Why did they impose such a crime on Zhong Lici?
And Zhonglici's fist, which he had been guarding all along, finally relaxed.He was trembling all over, but still straightened his back, turned his head, looked at Yu Muheng and Ye Ziyi outside the door, and showed an ugly smile.

Yu Muheng stepped forward and wanted to pat Zhonglici on the shoulder to comfort him, but Zhonglici just shook his head at Yu Muheng: "Don't worry, I'm fine. I'm Zhonglici, not slave, no matter what they say Nothing can destroy me!"

This is the first time Ye Ziyi knows that Zhong Lici is such a strong person.At this moment, it seems that all words have become superfluous, Ye Ziyi can only pray from the heart, that Zhongli Ci can become the person he wants to become.

Looking at the high priest who was being devoured by thousands of insects on the ground, Zhong Lici opened his mouth, but finally gave a wry smile: "I can't remember what my father looks like, and I don't know if my father has any younger brothers, let alone his past. a slave, and his brother is a high priest."

He squatted down, struck the flint, and lit a fire among the worm piles: "But I remember, before my father died, he grabbed my sword and smiled at me. He... also hoped that I could As a normal person, live a good life, right?"

Ye Ziyi has to admit that Zhong Lici really has a good father and a good mother.Although they are all slaves, they have no servility at all.Although Zhong Lici was a child they could not choose, their love for the child came from the instinct of their parents.

The flames grew bigger in an instant, and the scorched smell of bugs permeated the entire room.Zhong Lici also went out of the door, looked up at the gloomy sky, and shouted towards the sky with tears in the corners of his eyes: "I am Zhonglici, not Nusan!"

This roar seems to be telling the world that his identity is not a slave.For so many years, he has been fighting for a free life. Although the road ahead may be difficult and there will be more or less shadows in his heart, Ye Ziyi also believes that he will walk out of the darkness of the past.

The fire in the house is getting bigger and bigger, and the hope in Zhong Lici's eyes is getting stronger and stronger.Those men in black in the courtyard had scattered and fled in all directions without a trace.

(End of this chapter)