Untouchable Lovers

Chapter 184

She never thought of going back one day.

For her, the events of the 21st century seem like a distant and unreachable dream. She thought that this life had passed like this.

But unexpectedly, let her see the dawn of hope.

After understanding what it was, Chu Yu almost did her best to fight for the bracelet without impulse.

There has never been a moment of such ecstasy, a moment of such urgency.

It seemed that all kinds of colors and sounds came from all directions quickly, and all of a sudden they crowded in her mind, making her unable to see or hear.

As for the identity of the body after going back, how to explain his experience, the positioning of time and space with his family, and whether there will be risks in the process, these details are slowly thought of later, and become so insignificant under the great temptation of being able to go back.

As long as she can go back, no matter what identity, no matter what way, no matter how much risk she will take, she still thinks it is 100% worth trying.

Once upon a time, she was envious of tianru mirror and the bracelet, but only envied it. She wanted it but didn't demand it. Now her mood has changed greatly.

You have to get it.

The idea was so close to fanaticism that she was all in a daze.

Even though she was striving for survival, she had never been so eager. For a moment, she was extremely envious of the sky like a mirror, envious of his treasure.

Slowly calm down, Chu Yu thought of a practical problem, this problem suddenly hit her from the cloud to the mud, that is: how to get it?

The bracelet itself has a protective effect on the holder, and the use of violence is obviously unrealistic, not to mention that she is now under house arrest by Liu ziye. There's no violence to use.

Chu Yu lay quietly on the bed and suppressed this impractical idea. She had also thought about using the overpowering drug. But when he fought with Tian Ruyue in those years, he must have used this method with his talent. Later, the result showed that this method didn't work.

It's just——

Rong Zhi seems to have said that the level of heaven like a mirror is far lower than his master's. If he was the master, would he have a way?

This idea is also the same. It's the moon in the mirror. She didn't even know where Rong Zhi was now.

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Rong Zhian was sitting in the bumpy carriage. Although he seemed to be shaking up and down, his movements seemed to be sitting on a stable ground. He was very quiet. In front of him, he put a square short table and wrote on the paper with a pen. Because the carriage was not stable, he wrote a little slowly, but his handwriting was beautiful and correct.

He Jue, holding a long sword, sat in the carriage diagonally opposite Rongzhi. Looking at Rongzhi strangely: since they left this morning, Rongzhi has been writing something, stopping to think about it from time to time. Then continue to write. Write a few words on each piece of paper, then fold the paper and put it away. He had been curious to see what Rongzhi had written, and Rongzhi was very generous to let him see, but he knew all the words on the paper, and even only the words knew him.

It's like some words are pieced together meaninglessly, which can't make a smooth sentence at all.

He Jue himself has some insight. Knowing that this is about to contain specific code words, it is impossible for someone who does not have an agreement in advance to understand these words. No wonder he is not afraid to see them.

But he Jue is curious. Rong Zhi has written no less than sixty or seventy pieces of paper since this morning. Half of the paper he bought when he passed the town yesterday afternoon has been used up. What kind of code should he write so much. And now it seems that there is no sign of stopping?

He had a premonition that every word and sentence he wrote seemed to have the power to trigger something, just like small streams of water. But when all the water comes together, it will be a surging wave.

He doesn't doubt it. What Rong Zhi wrote down, originally in his mind, was a long formed, huge, detailed and complicated net.

Rong Zhi wrote another one. He glanced out of the carriage. When he came into contact with the incandescent sunlight, he suddenly became dark and fell down.

He Jue came up to help him and let him lie in his arms. His eyes were closed, his face was like snow, and his mouth was red. He was bleeding.

He Jue skillfully took out his handkerchief and wiped the liquid from the corner of his mouth.

It was not the first time that they had been together for two days. At first, he Jue thought that Rongzhi had a conspiracy. Several times later, he realized how weak Rongzhi was. However, every time he saw it, he was still as surprised as the first time.

Rong Zhi feels too strong for him.

From the first confrontation, he has been in the downwind. Although he knew that Rong Zhi was weak, he often forgot this point. If there had not been an agreement between them, he would have thought of killing Rong Zhi several times and put it into practice.

This is the first time in his life that he is so afraid of a person. For the first time, because of the overwhelming power of the other party, he can't even have the idea of winning. Even the master who taught him swordsmanship passed the assassin organization on to his father, he didn't feel so awed. But the person who gave him this feeling was a weak young man who seemed to fall when the wind blew and his life seemed to end at any time.

After a long time, Rong Zhi slowly opened his eyes, slightly smile, this smile will be pale haggard all pressure down, he declined crane, and sat in front of a few short, to continue the previous unfinished work.

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Rong Zhi is writing. At the same time, in different places, Xiao BIE is also writing in a similar way.

He wrote a letter.

Sitting in the stable carriage, there is a censer burning in the corner of the carriage and a thick blanket mat under it. Even if the carriage is slightly bumpy, it is absorbed by the mat.

Xiao's letter was very simple. He was just about to go home and said he was willing to accept the arrangement of becoming the leader of the family.

Now the carriage is driving to the east outside Jiangling City, over Huafan mountain, and the destination is the seclusion of canghaike.

He also plans to stay in Jiangling city for another half month, and use the last half month to persuade canghaike to come out of the mountain to help him. Before, he was addicted to the piano and had no intention in seizing the power of his family. If he goes back to take over at this time, he will certainly encounter resistance. Canghaike's talent and martial arts are the first person he has seen for several years. If he can ask for his help, it will help him a lot in the future.

What's more, canghaike is a blind man. This congenital defect limits him. Since ancient times, no leader has been seriously disabled. Canghaike can be a scholar, but he can't turn back on the Hakka.

As a scholar and minister, canghaike is the best choice, because it is difficult for him to be completely independent.

His eyes touched the Qin placed beside him, and a trace of pain flashed in Xiao BIE's eyes. Chu Yu's words were still in his ears, which completely aroused his pride.

Without the support of Xiao's family, he is just a good player, who is insignificant in front of her. But after the power struggle in the secular world, is he still qualified to touch the dusty voiceless?