Sweet Princess,You Can't Run

"Your Majesty, all three generations of the Su family have served Hailan loyally. Now I, Su Mingjiu, have vowed to go through fire and water for your majesty, and offer my advice

Su Mingjiu said and kowtowed three times to the king. The king looked puzzled and bent down to help him.

"Su Aiqing has something to say. Why is it so?"

"Minister I'm afraid the truth is not true to our ears... "

"Aiqing said it's hard to hear the truth. Even if it's hard to hear, the lonely family will listen to it."

"Naluo is too shallow to stay!"

Su Mingjiu is very direct. The king's smile is stiff on his face.

"This Luo Qianqian is a rare woman in a thousand years. She came to Hailuan in a few days and solved the biggest problem of Hailuan fishery. This is a good thing. How can we not keep it?"

"As your majesty said, why didn't the Apocalypse remain? She came to our Hailan mountain? There is no river, no sea. Why is it that Luo Qianqian, as an apocalypse, built ships, fished and imitated fish

Su Mingjiu's question was indeed sharp, and the king frowned and was speechless.

"So why does Su Aiqing think

"Nature is to deal with us! According to the minister, this Luo shallow is a detailed work sent by the apocalypse. He deliberately practiced shipbuilding and fish imitation in order to bewitch us. After gaining our trust, we will cooperate with the apocalypse from inside and outside, and annex Hailan! "

When the king heard this, his brows frowned deeper, his body tightened, and he could not help thinking. Seeing that the king was suspicious, Su Mingjiu continued to add fuel to the fire.

"Besides, nalo's shallowness is a little weird. Collect the full moon stone, which is my ocean ridge full of body energy, auspicious thing. I have heard that there are some strange people and scholars who will use some tricks to refine energy and practice the art of ghosts and ghosts. It's strange that naluo can build a boat and go into the sea like a fish with his own strength! "

The king was completely bewitched by Su Mingjiu's words, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he felt. Now it is time to prepare for war and fight against apocalypse. If something goes wrong, it will be doomed.

However, naluo's shallow shipbuilding and fish imitation skills are really magical and attractive. If he gave up, the king would not be willing to give up.

"Su Aiqing, from today on, you should pay more attention to naluo's shallow whereabouts. Don't interrupt her teaching of shipbuilding and fish mimicry. It's better to collect evidence quietly. Once I have mastered the skill of shallow sea and shallow sea, I have proved that the skill of shallow sea and shallow sea is true

"I obey my orders!"

Su Mingjiu raised a sly smile to prove that Luo Qianqian is the evidence of meticulous work, just make it up at will. Now, as long as you wait, someone will learn how to build a boat and imitate a fish, which is the death of Luo Qianqian.

Apocalypse Kyoto, the imperial palace after the palace in the book Pavilion.

Murong Yun sleeps on the horizontal chair in the side of the book Pavilion. He is full of cold sweat, his face is pale, and his body trembles slightly.

He was in a nightmare. In his dream, he saw Luo Qianqian standing in the fire, looking at himself with cold eyes.

"Murong Yun! I hate you! Why don't you come and save me? "

"Shallow!"

Murong Yun wants to break into the fire to save Luo Qianqian, but no matter how he runs, he can't get close to Luo Qianqian.

"It's so hot How painful Murong Yun Help me, help me

Luo Qianqian in the fire roared at him. The fire devoured her body and made her gradually burn into ashes, which floated in the wind in front of Murong cloud.

"No! no Shallow, shallow! "

Murong Yun got up in a fright. He opened his eyes and saw the candle placed in the book Pavilion. He glared angrily. He got up to overturn the candlestick and crushed the flame under his feet.

"Hoo Whoa... "

Murong Yun was immersed in the dark and could only hear his breathing. Luo Qianqian has been away from him for more than a month. He is haunted by nightmares every night, and there is no moment of happiness.

"Your Highness? Your highness? "

Outside the book Pavilion, there is a light of fire. Outside the door, the tone of concern of the wind is heard. Fengqing is resting in the small room outside the book Pavilion. Hearing Murong Yun's scream, he quickly gets up and rushes over.

Murong Yun raised his eyes to see the shadow of the candle fire shaking outside the door, frowning. He clenched his fist and walked quickly to the door.

Murong Yun opened the door and walked out quickly. Seeing that he had nothing to do, he relaxed. Can see this Murong cloud to walk away quickly, hastily followed up.

"Your Highness, it's time now. Where are you going?"

"If you kill a man, if he doesn't die, I will go mad!"

Murong Yun opened his mouth coldly, and his pace became more urgent. The wind Qing Jing Leng Murong cloud words, in the heart uneasy up.

He thought of these days after Luo Qianqian's accident, Murong Yun changed completely. Become cold and heartless, no one, no matter can let him show a trace of smile.

Even if it is in front of the imperial concubine empress and Murong snow disguised smile, will not.

Yue Qiqi, who was sleeping alone in the emperor's palace, also heard Murong Yun's scream, which was not the first time. Every night, hearing Murong Yun's exclamation, Yue Qiqi would be frightened.She opened the door to see Murong cloud out of the palace, that cold and terrible look, has let yueqiqi Murong cloud, no longer a trace of love. Just thinking about how to get rid of Murong Yun.

Murong Yun walked out of the temple and walked quickly towards the Dali temple. Feng Qing, who followed closely, then relaxed. The man Murong Yun wanted to kill was Lingluo. As long as it's not the emperor, not the crown princess.

Lingluo, who has been tormented for a month, is now full of trauma and looks ruined.

In order to prevent Lingluo from escaping, Murong Yun asked blacksmiths in Kyoto to refine a wrist thick iron chain and tie Lingluo to a post. Even if Ling Luo had some skills, she could not break free from such a strong iron chain.

However, Ling Luo will not be honest to wait for death, she secretly with gravel grinding that iron chain, day after day. Seeing that one part of the chain has been worn away two-thirds, the escape is imminent.

Lingluo prayed every day that Murong Yun would not suddenly think of her, but today, the nightmare has come true.

Murong Yun did not hesitate to go to her cell door, looking at her gloomy face.

Ling Luo's eyes are covered with blood stains, looking at Murong cloud are all bloody. She was afraid of him, even if it was the identity of the power, she could not stop the fear of the man in front of her.

Murong Yun has a resolute murderous spirit, which is related to his fighting on the battlefield since he was a child and killing people to see blood. In addition to Luo Qianqian's case, today's Murong cloud is a living hell Yaksha like existence.

Ling Luo is uneasily swallowing saliva, she does not know, Murong cloud suddenly came here, in the end is why?

"Come on, get some flint and wood."

Murong Yun stares at Ling Luo for a long time and suddenly opens his mouth.