Chapter 315 (1/2)

On the third and last day when Zhou Leping was put in Tianxing Pavilion, she will be sacrificed to the sword at this altar tomorrow.

In the morning, daotong gave her a heart washing pill, and then she fell asleep until the evening. When she opened her eyes again, candles had been lit around her. The wind outside the window blew in, the candle flickered, and the sky was still. Occasionally, a few lonely geese flew by. It seemed that she was the only one left.

The so-called Xixin pill should be made of overpowering drug and some weak bone powder, so she felt powerless after eating it. She has been sleeping until now. After eating it for three days, it should be because Chu he was afraid that she would attack him again, and Zhao Shiqian was afraid that she would have trouble again.

She didn't have much to eat for three days, and her hands and feet were weak. In addition, her injury aggravated, and she had a fever. She hardly had the strength to stand up.

”I want to die of thirst.”

The altar was not high. She stood up, took a deep breath, jumped down, and staggered around. She had looked for the whole floor, let alone a glass of water, but there was no drop of water. She poured every bottle clean, which meant that she didn't want to live.

”You don't have to be so good at it. If you expect me to be a sword spirit to help you fight, you should let me be a full ghost.”

She was in pain. She sat on the floor, untied her clothes and looked at the wound. The cloth she used to bandage had been glued to the flesh and blood. If she tore it a little, it would be the same as tearing the flesh and blood again. She gave up. It was too painful. Anyway, it will be in the spring tomorrow. Let's put it like this.

Tired and hungry, she took advantage of the situation and lay back. The 20 years of her life played back in front of her eyes like a lantern. It seemed that she saw her father grinding his knife and blowing his beard, and told her, ”how many times have I told you, keep your waist straight! What about the strength? Kick up your legs! If you raise your arm a little more, you will not be able to lay a solid foundation. In the future, you will die in the battlefield. ”

Then the picture turned, or her father, a person sitting in the room secretly wipe tears, iron man, didn't expect to cry so subtle, mouth recite, say sorry for her mother, died didn't come back to see.

Then there is such a person, her brother, who secretly gives her food when she is punished, and always buys her some headgear worn by a little girl.

And Zhou Le'an, how lovely she was when she was a child. A lump of dough is timid. She likes to stick to her no matter where she goes.

These pictures flashed in front of her, and Zhu GuanLiang finally appeared in front of her. He said that he was gentle and elegant. It can be said that he was deep-seated and had ulterior motives. Good is good, but sometimes unreasonable.

”Ah...” she sighed and wiped her hand on her face, wet, ”how can I still miss you when I get there? What a good life you are. You will live a long life in the future. Anyway, you will live longer than me. ”