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    Ling Xiaoruo ran away in the rain, his whole body already soaked to the skin. The clothes made of coarse linen were so absorbent that after running for a distance, he felt his body was extremely heavy.  Ling Xiaoruo was panting heavily as she ran, constantly reaching for the medicine bottle in her arms, thinking for a while how she should use the poison powder if someone was chasing her.  Her poisonous powder spreads relatively quickly in dry air, but in the pouring rain, she was asked how to use it. If the poisonous powder was useless, what method should she use to bounce the particles into the opponent's mouth and nose?  Woolen cloth?

    Ling Xiaoruo grabbed the medicine bottle tightly, her mind racing. However, before she could think too much, she felt that there seemed to be waves of murderous intent coming from the rain.

    The rain rushed in, and the vision was completely white. The rain fell down along the cheeks, making it difficult to open one's eyes.

    Because of the murderous aura, Ling Xiaoruo turned around in a circle, but after a circle, she could not find any trace. The strange whereabouts made Ling Xiaoruo's heart beat suddenly, and the sound sounded like  Drums of thunder.

    "Who is it? Come out!" Ling Xiaoruo held the medicine bottle in his hand, wiped the rain off his face and shouted to the side.

    After a sharp shout, no one appeared beside him, only the sound of the pouring rain continued for an instant.

    Ling Xiaoruo saw that no one was answering her, so she stood up and ran again. However, as soon as she took a step forward, she saw countless figures coming towards her from all directions. Those people were holding scimitars and disappeared without making any sound. In an instant,  Then he pressed in front of her.

    "Ninjutsu?" Ling Xiaoruo blurted out in surprise when he saw those people's moves.

    She had only seen such a look on TV. Isn't it the Japanese ninjutsu?  Legend has it that people who know ninjutsu are extremely skilled and are good at using various weapons such as swords and hooks, as well as hidden weapons such as darts. They can fly over walls and fly over walls, run on the sand without making a sound, and can hold their breath in water for up to five minutes. If they use special equipment  You can stay underwater for a day and a night!

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Who did she provoke, and why did these people want to arrest her?

    In the rain, figures appeared, sometimes whirling towards them, sometimes disappearing away, making Ling Xiaoruo feel dazzled. Although she was proficient in formations, she knew nothing about ninjutsu. After a period of useless struggle, Ling Xiaoruo  Ruo finally was covered by a large and overwhelming net covering his entire body.

    Those men in black flew over with large nets in hand, rushing from all four directions, including southeast, northwest, and southeast, and in the blink of an eye, they trapped Ling Xiaoruo into prison.

    Ling Xiaoruo grabbed the net rope and yelled at the men in black: "Hey, who are you? Arresting people for no reason, is there any royal law, is there any natural justice?"

    Due to the rain, when he was yelling, he could see the rainwater from Ling Xiaoruo's mouth spraying out like spray, and some of it splashed on the faces of the men in black, but they turned a deaf ear to it, with expressions on their faces.  Numbly, he lifted Ling Xiaoruo up and then flew away with her.

    Ling Xiaoruo was carried with her face up and her back down, letting the rain patter on her delicate cheeks. She was really on the verge of crying.

    After a while, the rainstorm stopped, the clouds opened, and the fog cleared. Ling Xiaoruo saw the men in black locking her into a box, and then boundless darkness rolled toward her.

    The space inside the box was very small. Ling Xiaoruo felt like she couldn't breathe easily. She raised her arms and started beating hard on the wall of the box. However, after a lot of beating, she felt that it was in vain.

    Looking at the dark surroundings, Ling Xiaoruo felt extremely suffocated. It felt like she was in a coffin.

    "Hey" Ling Xiaoruo shook her head and stopped struggling. She curled up and closed her eyes to rest. The matter was at this point. No matter how much she complained, it was meaningless. The only solution now was to wait and wait.  There is no other way.

    I don't know how many days she spent in the box. Ling Xiaoruo only knew that she was in a shaking state. After a period of darkness, she was taken out of the box. After being taken out of the box, she was immediately put into a cell.  among.

    Now Ling Xiaoruo is sitting on a pile of straw.  She raised her eyes and looked at the cell. The entire cell was high and narrow, with no place for ventilation except the door.

    Ling Xiaoruo stared at the faintly burning oil lamp on the wall, and she sighed: "At least give me a window!"

    Why does this cell remind her of the cell where Little Luobotou was imprisoned in Zhazidong, Chongqing?

    I remember that when I was in college many years ago, I visited the city of Chongqing. When I went to see the cells in Zhazidong, I lamented the cruelty of human beings and the loss of humanity. Even the cells had windows, so that those who were deprived of their freedom could  people who can?In the boundless desert land, the temperature here seems to be several degrees higher than it was just now because of the sand. Under the scorching sun, the sand absorbs the heat of the sun, making people feel unbearably hot.  The sun shines slantingly on the hills, dividing the dunes into two sides: Yin and Yang. The sunny side is dazzlingly white, and the dark side is gray-black. The layers are stacked and the curves are winding, which is spectacular.

    A platform was built on the edge of the desert. Viewed from below, it looked like an octagonal well was built on top of the platform.

    Ling Xiaoruo was pushed onto the platform. Ling Xiaoruo stood by the well and looked down. She saw that the well was filled with water. Her face was reflected in the well water, and behind her was the figure hanging high in the sky.  The fiery red sun makes the well water sparkle under the sun's rays.

    ??Caisson?

    When Ling Xiaoruo thought of this word, he panicked in his heart. He immediately thought of the Concubine's Well in the Forbidden City. He still remembered that when he visited the Forbidden City, he lamented the fate of a beauty. Now, she is going to be buried in this well in Moxi.  Did it go down well?

    It turns out that she is still afraid of death!

    However, although she was scared, her face remained calm.  As long as you are not dead yet, there is a glimmer of hope.

    Ling Xiaoruo looked down the platform. The audience was already full of people. In addition to the officials he saw at the sacrificial platform, there were also crowds of people watching. Some of the people knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and some of them showed their faces.  Looking at her with joy, only a few people had worries and a hint of nostalgia on their faces.

    Zimo stood among the crowd. He looked coldly at the woman on the platform. When he saw that her expression had not changed, he couldn't help but sigh.  While Zimo was staring, he saw Ling Xiaoruo looking at him. Ling Xiaoruo narrowed his eyes and stared at him. Because of this look, Zimo felt a chill in his heart for no reason. Thinking of that night, her hand  Looking at the clip of her holding a ponytail and being dragged through the snow, I felt like something bad was about to happen to me.

    Will she just accept her fate?

    "Fifteenth brother, how could you be willing to let such a beautiful woman die like this?"

    Zimo looked at Ling Xiaoruo and immediately narrowed his eyes. At this moment, he heard a man standing next to him lower his voice and tease him.

    Without waiting for Zimo to reply, he heard another voice follow: "Yes, fifteenth brother, you have not had a single woman by your side in these years. If you can inherit your father's throne and become the high priest in the future, you can only serve as a concubine."  Speaking of which, I¡¯m afraid you won¡¯t be able to do the job, right?¡±

    Zimo continued to be silent after hearing this. He glanced to the right. There were his brothers standing there, and his left side was full of younger brothers. His father married thirty-seven women and gave birth to twenty children in total.  Sons and eighteen daughters were really comparable to the emperor, and even more honorable than the emperor. However, he was not envious at all, and even felt a little disgusted.

    Because of Zimo's silence, the two men standing next to him also realized that they were bored, so they stopped talking and just watched the show.

    Ling Xiaoruo, who was on the platform, stared at Zimo and thought to himself, even if he was going to die, he would have to support him, and this person was definitely Baili Wushuang!  Who told him to owe her too much?

    "The auspicious time has come, and the sacrifices begin!"

    With a loud chant, Ling Xiaoruo was held up by her neck, arms and legs. She was lifted up to a place. Those people put her head down and then aimed at the mouth of the well and threw her down hard.  , just like that, Ling Xiaoruo fell headfirst into the well water.

    "Plop¡ª¡ª"

    After a crisp sound of water entering, Ling Xiaoruo's whole body was instantly submerged into the cold well water.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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