Did the Queen’s Vest Fall Out?

The camera zoomed in, seeing Longyin replying with a writing brush, Li Fei frowned: "Nongyin, why are you busy again?"

I don't know if it's because he wants to play against Bai Qi together, but Lu Xinran's acting skills are actually very online at the moment.

She raised her eyelashes and smiled slightly: "I'm writing a reply to Jingzhong."

Li Fei stepped forward and put his hand on her shoulder: "Chou Nu was in a coma for ten days, and you followed him for ten days! I didn't rest well at first, but now I'm still writing a reply, don't even care about my own body? ?"

"I've had a rest, you see, am I fine?" Rongyin seemed to want to prove that he was fine, and tried to stand up from the table, but he was a little anxious to get up, and his body seemed to be shaky.

Li Fei felt distressed: "Sit down quickly!"

As soon as the voice fell, footsteps came from outside, and the two gathered their eyes and looked over.

Seat 2 was pushed open, the big tent curtain was lifted, and the ugly slave walked in.

After taking off her shirt, she was wearing a plain white and light single shirt, which made her body look weaker and weaker. The scarred face looked terrifying, but it was inexplicably distressing.

From the big tent to the desk, the ugly slave took a total of six steps.

She lowered her head first, and the moment she came in, she raised her eyelashes to look in the direction of the sound, and with every step, the corners of her lips tended to slide more and more heavily.

Gutan-like eyes that were as calm as waves, and a sad mood instantly rose.

Calmly six steps...

The first step is to step on the tragic pain of Weiyang City's destruction.

The second step is the unreasonable persistence of struggling for two days and two nights to walk back to the big tent.

The third step was her stubbornness and stubbornness that her strength had completely disappeared, but she forcibly supported the long sword and refused to fall.

In the fourth step, she finally saw the music! The kind of relief that she could rely on and feel at ease after seeing someone she trusted after experiencing cruelty and despair!

The fifth step is that she dreams of returning to a hundred turns, returning to her homeland, and seeing the sinking of her relatives...

The sixth and final step...

The dream will wake up eventually! When she opened her eyes, there was no surprise, but it was very cruel... back to reality.

Every step, the emotions in Chou Nu's eyes are different, just stepping straight into people's hearts, it's real, there is a strong sense of heaviness.

It makes the heart suffocate in an instant!

The staff next to her suddenly didn't dare to let out the air, so they just watched her walk in.

With the tiredness of surviving, with a deep sense of loneliness, with a little bit of inexplicable coldness, the ugly slave stood in the center of the tent.

Eyelashes drooping, his voice haggard, wrapped in some hoarse waking up from a big dream: "I'm back."

Just four words, but the heart is full of sadness.

Lu Xinran stood up, opened his mouth, and then...forgot his words.

Director Liu frowned, and was about to call a card, when Xu Ziqiu suddenly stepped forward and said the lines of the sound: "Are you awake?"

The ugly slave looked at Li Fei and nodded solemnly: "I... I'm sorry, I didn't keep Weiyang..."

Li Fei shook his head, the pain in his eyes could not be resolved, but he didn't blame her: "We all know the situation at that time, I really can't blame you!"

Chou Nu clenched his fists, closed his eyes, and took a slow breath: "I... I burned Weiyang City. The soldiers are all dead, and the medicine man is almost dead... I'm worried about Lin Guouo. Pick up their corpses and make them into Yin soldiers, so... Weiyang City is gone..."

She tried hard to remain calm, but her voice trembled violently: "It's really gone."

There was nothing left of the city, it was all burned to ashes.

Li Fei knew what she was blaming herself for.

He turned his head and saw that Lu Xinran was still standing there in a daze. He couldn't bear to look directly and scratched his head. His mood changed very quickly, as if he had just made a sound because of distress!