After receiving this heavy punch, Song Yanqiu couldn't bear it anymore, leaned against the dilapidated city wall with his back, slowly slid down, slid down, and then, as soon as his legs were weak, he was about to collapse on the ruins.

However, just as she was about to collapse but had not yet collapsed, she saw two arrows with a long whistle suddenly fly out of the dense jungle.

The feather arrow passed by, penetrating Song Yanqiu's shoulders on the left and right, and then, with the huge force, her already collapsed body immediately stood upright again.

There were only two dull sounds, "ding" and "ding", and the arrows of the feathers pierced through her shoulders on either side, nailing her to the city wall like a hen stripped of her hair.

Moreover, the orientation was very accurate, only piercing a layer of her flesh and skin, but not hurting her muscles and bones, so that she would not fall to the ground so that she could endure more torture and not die.

What a vicious method.

What a cruel shot.

The person who made the shot was, of course, one of the four people who had just sent Song Yanqiu into this castle by boat.

Song Yanqiu finally couldn't move.

She wanted to die, but she couldn't.

She was nailed to the wall like Jesus, the youngest Son of God, who had received it for others.

Drop by drop of blood from the two arrows that pierced her body, it fell on the ruins, into the dark blue soil.

Then, in the twilight of early winter, it slowly turns into a purple-black color.

At this moment, although his body was covered in bruises and his body was incomplete, Song Yanqiu didn't seem to feel any pain anymore.

The pain that pierced her heart had even made her a little numb and stiff.

At the moment, she just felt very tired and tired, she just wanted to close her eyes and get a good night's sleep, whether she went to the eighteenth layer of hell or the nineteenth layer of hell, she didn't care anymore.

Now, she just wants to get a good night's sleep.

However, no, when the cold wind of early winter suddenly blew from a corner and blew on the wounds pierced by the sword, the pain of the already numb and stiff drill heart slowly came up again.

And then there came an inexplicable sadness.

It's like twenty years ago, she suddenly learned an unrivaled martial arts from an ordinary woman in the rivers and lakes, and became an inexplicable master.

Then, inexplicably, he became the killer of the Ogi Mirror Palace, and then, inexplicably, he became the wife of the owner of the Golden Villa, Xiaohou, and accepted all kinds of inexplicable orders from the palace master of the Ogi Mirror Palace.

And now, she would be inexplicably hanging on the walls of this ruined castle that no one knew about, until the blood slowly drained her body and turned into a handful of dark blue dust under her feet.

Could it be that this is how she ended up?

Song Yanqiu was suddenly lost.

She suddenly remembered the rural farmers she had met by the river embankment who had built dams, and even envied the lives of those people.

It would be great if you could work as hard and contented as they did, feed yourself with your own hands, and live freely.

Like them, how open and tranquil it must be to reap the fruits of their own sowing, work at sunrise and return at sunset, and live a life calmly.

However, Song Yanqiu clearly knew that this would never be possible.

Because at this moment, she is no longer the ordinary and nameless Song Yanqiu, she is no longer an ordinary innkeeper in the town.

From the moment she accepted the invincible martial arts of the Palace Master of Ogi Mirror Palace twenty years ago, she was already destined that she would not be able to escape the fate of being manipulated into becoming a chess piece in her hands.

When she became the little marquis of the Golden Throwing Villa, she was the owner's wife who played with other people's life and death and other people's freedom, and now, she has become a dead pawn in the hands of others.

A pawn destined to die.

Thinking like this, the dammed farmers who lived freely in their minds suddenly turned into dead souls waiting to be reincarnated in a line towards the land of death.

Although she also knew that the souls she saw later that suddenly turned into reincarnation on the road to Huangquan were probably the illusions created by Bai Muyun, she ......

At this moment, Bai Muyun was standing not far away and smiling at her suspiciously, and then, with a wave of his hand, the four black-clothed men who were ambushing him in completely different directions immediately retreated and disappeared.

They are also chess pieces manipulated by Bai Muyun in their own hands.

Bai Muyun slowly paced in front of Song Yanqiu, and then, as soon as he raised his hand, he suddenly lifted her drooping head, and said in a deep voice:

I think you should know the rules of the Ogi Mirror Palace, you should have been a chess piece in this whole chess game, but you want to jump out of this chessboard.

Not only did you kill your own comrades, but also, after living in seclusion for twenty years in the Golden Villa, you dared not accept the orders of the Ogi Mirror Palace, and wanted to dominate the martial arts by yourself, which is really a capital crime.

Speaking of this, he slammed it, and then, with a flick of his hand, he gave Song Yanqiu an ear scraper, and said loudly: Moreover, you are still the enemy who killed my parents, do you know why I didn't kill you?

Song Yanqiu suddenly spat a mouthful of bloody spit at him, although he didn't spit on Bai Muyun, he still seemed to have received a lot of vent, sneered, and said weakly:

I know, of course I know, you just don't want me to die so quickly, so comfortably, you want to watch how I'm tortured, right?

Bai Muyun looked at the bloody spit she spit at her feet, and there was a sinister sound under the cold golden mask, and said:

Yes, do you know what it looks like for a cat to eat a mouse?

The ear scraper just now was really enough, the corners of Song Yanqiu's mouth were still bleeding, and his teeth seemed to have been broken, but the root of his teeth still hated and said:

Is it to get tired of playing first, to satisfy your perverted heart, and then, to eat, hum, do you think you are a cat, I am already a mouse being played?

Bai Muyun grabbed her hair, paused on the wall suddenly, and said: Hmph, even if I am a cat, you can't be a mouse, you are just a bed bug, and you stink.

Speaking of this, a trace of hatred suddenly shot out of the eyes that were exposed outside the golden mask, and said: "Since I knew that you were my enemies who killed my father and mother, I hated to pinch you to death, crush you, and crush you to ashes like a bed bug.

Song Yanqiu stared at him deadly, without giving in at all, and said, "So, how are you going to let me die? How do you torture me before you die?"

Bai Muyun said: You seem to know that you are going to die?

Song Yanqiu said: In your hands, do I still have a choice?

Bai Muyun said: You really don't seem to have any choice but to die.

Song Yanqiu said: Then you don't do it yet.

Bai Muyun said: Are you really in such a hurry?

Although the corners of Song Yanqiu's mouth were still bleeding, his eyebrows suddenly stretched out, as if he knew that he didn't have to die, and said:

Hmph, now, if you don't let me die, I'm afraid you won't have a chance in the future.

Bai Muyun said: Oh, is it?

Song Yanqiu's gray and withered face suddenly had a smile blooming slightly, which proved to him that yes.

Bai Muyun didn't seem to notice that some subtle changes had taken place on the ruins, and he was still asking Song Yanqiu: What are you laughing at?

Song Yanqiu was even more proud, as if the teeth in his mouth that had been broken and fallen out suddenly grew back from the root of the teeth, and said:

Now, someone has come to save me, and of course I'm happy.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a person walking from the southeast corner of the decadent castle, relaxed and calm, as if he was playing in the mountains and rivers.