As soon as Bai Ling thought of the past life, the last half a year, that is now this time, she became a lonely, her sister died, grandmother died, uncle died.

But her good brother-in-law was alive, and she was with Wen Ruyu's sister, the famous commander-in-chief of China, and gave birth to a child. Xia Zhengjun's close relative, who killed her sister, lived a happy life.

It's like a thorn. It's more and more deep in Bai Ling's heart. It's the regret of the past life and the resentment of this life. Why do you know the truth in this life?

I hate that I know the truth, but I can't get justice back for my sister and nephew, and... And let them... He died.

What about Wen Ruyu? What role does he play?

When did she meet him?

Because of the Heavenly Sword!

He opened the tianshenjian. Since tianshenjian belongs to Wen Ruyu's family, how can he not know the secret of tianshenjian?

The man beside him... The sword in hand is so similar to the Heavenly Sword.

He's been lying to her?

Bai Ling wanted to raise the sky to express his anger, resentment and pain.

What about the cotton city explosion?

How clever is Wen Ruyu? Who can lie in front of him?

He must know, he must know who did it.

But he didn't say anything!

Ha ha ha ha!

Bai Ling really wants to laugh madly.

Wen Qing'er is his sister, his sister. Let alone blow up a cotton city, even if it blows up the capital, Wen Ruyu will protect her.

So he can wrongly them, can cotton city all the blame on her.

Even if Wen Qing'er's hands are covered with the blood of her relatives, Wen Ruyu still protects her.

Well, what a Chinese ruler! He is really cruel!

Bai Ling's heart was smashed, broken into powder, and even the pain seemed not to feel.

What are you doing here now?

It's for the secret of longevity, for the Heavenly Sword, for killing people and preventing future trouble!

Bai Ling only felt that his mouth had a rusty smell, and the chest pain was getting heavier and heavier.

It was a kick from the reformer pomegranate before, which caused damage. The Qi and blood surged. In order not to let others see the difference, Bai Ling forced it down.

Now, because of Wen Ruyu, the spirit of Bai Ling was lost and his heartache was unbearable, so it broke out in an all-round way.

Even so, Bai Ling bites the tip of his tongue and lets his reason return. He once again resists the repeated attacks of Fengyang and the attacks of the powers around him. However, he doesn't want to retreat again and again. He still falters and almost falls down.

"No" Wen Ruyu didn't know why she looked at the eyes full of sadness and bitterness. At last, there was a layer of fog. Her heart seemed to be burned. The pain was unbearable and she moved forward reflexively. But the next second he was held.

The cold-blooded cold eyes are much bigger than before, staring at Wen Ruyu, "you... What do you want to do? "

Wen Ruyu seemed to be awakened by the cold-blooded action.

Cold blooded cold looking at Wen Ruyu that handsome face, deep Mou son at this time unexpectedly confused looking at him?

Cold blooded cold, pointed to point to the Mou son of Wen Ruyu, loosened a hand finally, brow tightly wrinkly.

Wen Ruyu immediately raised her hand and wiped her eyes. Through the white gloves, she could feel the moisture above.

Did he cry?

Wen Ruyu wants to laugh. How can he shed tears? At the beginning, even if the woman who settled down was hurt, she never shed a tear.