"I believe what my eyes see." Su Jiusi's tone was firm, looking back at the nether world coldly.

The hat on his head had been taken off long ago. He was very ugly, but his eyes collided with each other. On the contrary, he fell behind. Su Jiusi's eyes were very deterrent.

Qiaoqin was very uneasy standing next to her. Her forehead was already full of sweat. At the moment, she was only worried about Fu Shuwan's life and begged, "empress, if you want to save Shu Wan, you must save Shu Wan."

They didn't stay any longer, and soon got on the carriage and left, leaving Alan and Castle Peak to deal with the aftermath.

Fu Chenrong picked up Fu Shuwan, Gu Liyuan picked up Fu Yuanbo, and Alan took vanilla and left the basement with three people.

Pei Bingbing reached out to Fu Shuwan to feel her pulse, relieved, "it's OK, it's OK, there's still a pulse. Don't worry, take them out of here first."

Su Jiusi quickly ran to Fu Shuwan's side, his face changed greatly, and he called, "Shuwan..."

As soon as they went in, they smelled a bad smell. Fu Shuwan and Fu Yuanbo were lying on the ground, and Fu Shuwan was leaning against Fu Yuanbo.

Pei Bingbing takes the lead to go in, and Su Jiusi and Fu Chenrong follow.

Pei Bingbing twisted the mechanism and soon the stone gate opened.

"What are you waiting for?"

Su Jiusi breathed a sigh of relief and showed a relaxed smile towards Fu Chenrong. Sure enough, they won the bet.

Su Jiusi looked over and saw a tiger head mechanism on the wall.

All of a sudden came Alan's joyful voice.

"Niang Niang, the mechanism appears."

Youming lowered his eyes. With the passage of time, he was more and more unwilling. He knew that he had no chance. After so long planning, he was still in vain.

Time passed, and the room was very quiet. Everyone looked at the stone gate, waiting for the spell to fail.

Su Jiusi nodded to Fu Chenrong. They didn't say a word, but they both understood each other's mind. They had been together for many years, and had cultivated a tacit understanding without words.

Fu Chenrong's palm is broad and thick. He holds Su Jiusi's hand tightly, indicating that Su Jiusi is at ease.

Although reluctant to let Su Jiusi work so hard, if he had no choice, he would save them first.

Su Jiusi's talent is not under him. If he is not there, he can trust Su Jiusi to train Fu Yuanbo. She can also support Jiang, but the burden is very heavy.

Half an hour later, if there is still no movement at the gate, he will still use his hair to save Fu Shuwan. Even if his life is related to the country, he will still be emotional at some times.

He is the most respected person in the world. Nothing can make him afraid. Only Su Jiusi and Fu Shuwan are his weak points. He is afraid of losing them.

Her fingers were cold and her palms were dripping with sweat. Fu Chenrong knew that Su Jiusi was afraid, not only in Su Jiusi, but also in his heart.

Fu Chenrong understood Su Jiusi's meaning. He reached out and took Su Jiusi's hand.

Pei Bingbing felt irritable as soon as she heard the sound of qiaoqin. For fear that qiaoqin would affect Su Jiusi, she scolded.

"Shut up."

When Fu Shuwan wakes up, it's already dawn. Su Jiusi sleeps by the bed. Fu Chenrong has already gone to court.

She looked around and found that this was her room. She was very happy. She held out her little hand and touched Su Jiusi's hair. It was so good that she came back alive.

Aware of the movement on his head, Su Jiusi immediately opened his eyes and held Fu Shuwan's little hand. His voice was very gentle. "Wake up?"