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With that, he raised his hand and with a poof, Gui Qi's clothes were torn off from his neck. His snow-white shoulders were exposed, and the sight of his white clothes causing one's heart to tremble.

Jin Xiaolou only felt hot blood rushing up her head, wishing that she could rush out and bite all of those people to death. She only shouted out fiercely, but her body was still imprisoned inside, and all she could do was to shatter her own heart.

”What are you all doing!” Zhou Shuli threw himself out with all his might, the ropes strangling his hands into blood-red marks, ”I'll die! It's my death! Let her go! ”

”Yeah, you're dead.” ”But before you die, I'll let you have a feast for your eyes!”

The soldiers' laughter filled the hall.

The veins on Zhou Shuli's forehead stood out: ”You cowards, you don't dare to go up and kill the enemy, but instead turn around and kill your own compatriots!”

With a crisp smack, another soldier slapped Zhou Shuli hard once again.

Zhou Shuli spat out a mouthful of blood onto the soldier's face, opening his mouth, his white teeth were filled with a piercing red: ”Escaping from the battle is treason and treason, burning and robbing is treachery, you disloyal rats, Bodhisattva can see everything clearly, he will not let you off!”

The soldier raised his eyebrows and grabbed Zhou Shuli by the collar: ”If you dare speak nonsense again, I'll cut your tongue apart!”

Zhou Shuli opened his eyes, extended his head forward, and bit into the soldier's neck.

Fresh blood spurted out, covering Zhou Shuli's entire body, the soldier did not have time to react, and just wriggled twice and did not make a sound.

He raised his blade and walked towards Zhou Shuli.

Zhou Shuli saw that all the soldiers had surrounded him, and shouted: ”Gui Qi, run!”

In the next moment, three long blades pierced into Zhou Shuli's chest at the same time.

The blood melted into his eyes and the entire world looked blood-red.

Through those soldiers whose faces were repulsive, through the dreamy candlelight, through the great hall that was less than three meters away, Zhou Shuli saw Gui Zhi leap out of the hall.

With a relieved smile, he finally let out a sigh of relief. This was also the last breath of his short life.

The scrawny man threw his saber aside and cursed in a low voice.

The two soldiers quickly ran out and caught Gui Zhi after a short while.

In the uninhabited wilderness, the troops were in chaos everywhere, how could Gui Zhi escape?

He grabbed her and threw her on the ground, then tugged on his belt, ”Little girl, it's all because of you. My leg is broken, and I even broke a brother. Tell me, how are you going to compensate me?”

In the midst of the laughter of the soldiers, the head untied the ribbon of the osmanthus branch and was about to strip her of her undergarment.

Jin Xiaolou was in extreme grief. She suddenly trembled and the hemp core in her mouth actually spouted out, and a loud noise came from her throat.

Everyone in the hall was shocked. They looked around to make sure that no one else was around, before shifting their gazes to the Bodhisattva at the head of the hall.

He could still hear the scholar's words before his death.

Bodhisattva was watching.

His head was trembling, and someone among the soldiers beside him said hesitantly, ”This …” This Bodhisattva can't have really appeared, right? ”

”Shut up!” ”I think the sky is about to brighten. Let's go somewhere else!”

With that said, Huang Guizhi carried Huang Guizhi who was lying on the ground and walked out with a limp.

Just as Jin Xiaolou was about to shout to stop him, she suddenly felt a chill on her neck and an ice-cold voice came from her side: ”Don't move.”

With that, he picked up the cores and stuffed it back into Jin Xiaolou's mouth.

Jin Xiaolou's hairs stood on end, she did not expect that there would always be someone else by her side.

He wanted to see who the person beside him was, but he couldn't even move his head.

He could only watch as the group of people walked further and further away from him.

The person beside him sneered, and then fell into a long silence.

Jin Xiaolou's state of mind could not be calmed no matter what. She only opened her eyes and watched the sky slowly brighten as the sun figure passed through the broken windows of the hall and cast down the light halo.

It shone on Zhou Shuli's cold and stiff body, shining on the congealed brownish-red blood.

After a long time, the clattering of horses' hooves could be heard approaching.

The person beside him finally spoke again, ”The fish I want to catch has caught the hook.”

With that, he leapt up, and felt that there was nothing left to the side, in the blink of an eye, a figure had appeared within the great hall.

He wore a jade colored robe, and had a fox fur coat draped over his back to Jin Xiaolou.

In front of him, a red stallion crossed the gate of Bogu Temple and came to the front of the temple.

On the horse was the elegant and graceful Gao Lang.

”You really aren't stupid.” The man who had her back towards Jin Xiaolou said softly. Her tone was extremely light, as if she had already expected this.

Gao Lang straightened his horse, and looked down at him condescendingly: ”Where is he?”

The man avoided answering and continued, ”When you were five years old, you already knew that you could only live by pretending to be stupid. Now you are not stupid, so naturally you can't continue to live.”