"Isn't there Baimei and the others in the lead?" Fu Shen said arrogantly, "If I hadn't personally cut the head of the generals led by Luo Guo, how could he rule the world?"
"But..." Kong Qing wanted to persuade him again, but was interrupted by Fu Shen.
"That's it. You don't want to point your finger at my decision, and don't forget your identity." Fu Shen retreated and felt dissatisfied with the empty green. "Go down. We will enter the city tomorrow."
"Master Qi Ziyan, you believe me now." Prunella rubbed her neck with lingering fear, thinking that Qi Ziyan's chilling dagger just a little bit shortly lost her life, and she was still in shock.
"I believe 70%. I have to confront the others with Cistanche and Cassia for some things." Qi Ziyan carefully checked the information provided by Prunella vulgaris, and believed what he said.
"Are you really going to go with Teng Kun tomorrow?" Prunella no longer used the honorific name, and asked straightforwardly.
"Of course not. But I don't want too many people, and the goal is too big."
"So you were here to win me over." Prunella was clear.
"Yes, although Young Master Youlan has a bad reputation, he is still the one I am most familiar with among these people. Teng Kun himself also said that if the four gentlemen had to choose one person to believe, he would rather believe you." Qi Ziyan said frankly.
"What... That guy Teng Kun also has a likable side... Hey, hey, don't look at me like that... Okay, I know he is likable to everything in your eyes..."
Prunella stopped the ridicule, and changed the front of the conversation: "That Baimei and Diyu should also be able to win, Baimei has nothing to do with Ying Longzong, the Diyu guy is so stupid, there should be no power behind it. "
"Indeed. Diyu, I know, Bai Mei's words seem to have a little affection with you." Qi Ziyan pondered.
"That's over... Don't you see that she is fighting Xinhuan fiercely now. And the Bai family sister and brother, do you think you can trust it? What is that Bai Su whispering to you?" Prune said.
"Some of the secrets of the Chilong Sect, so I believe that Mr. Bai will not have any rebellion. Sister Baiji has already seen through the world, and she does not bother to work with the world’s turbulent currents. Moreover, her contractor, Master Shi Yanshi, is a colleague of my father. It’s worthy of belief, but they’d better stay in the rear to support them. On the one hand, the Bai family doesn’t practice martial arts, on the other hand Master Shi is well versed in the use of soldiers, but he is not good at sneak attacks."
"So what about Ling Xiao and Jian Sorrow?" Prunella asked cautiously.
"What do you think?" Qi Ziyan's unwavering face made Prunella unclear.
"I'm afraid I can't help you see Sorrow like that... Uh... Ling Xiao is also very hostile to you, so these two are also variables." Prunella pouted, "I felt this when I used to work with Jian Sorrow. People are dangerous."
You are just as dangerous... Qi Ziyan slandered blankly.
"I don't think so." Qi Ziyan said, "Speaking of sorrow, this snow treading sword will still be returned to him."
"He seems to be very sick." Prunella hesitated and said, "You will feel pity for him because of his illness and then..."
"I won't do anything to sorry Teng Kun." Qi Ziyan interrupted him, her tone light and firm.
"Well, it's the same ice and smart." Prunella rubbed his nose, "You really won't lose that fool, are you?"
"I won't. He is my husband."
"Then tomorrow... It's you, Baimei, three of us, and the oil bottles from our three companies? A secret combat meeting will be held in the evening?" Prunella thoughtfully.
"You two are dragging oil bottles, not mine." Qi Ziyan smiled slightly and said jokingly.
"Hey..." Prunella sneered and shook his head, "That fool, he finally got his long wish. You should hurry up to find someone else, go back to reunite with him earlier, according to his temperament, it is estimated that you will not be beside him and he will be scented. Time can't sit still."
Qi Ziyan didn't refute his words, a gentle smile appeared on her lips.
Is this love? Even when others mention their lover, their heart is not consciously soft and dense.
"Then, let's say goodbye for the time being." Qi Ziyan bowed a little and walked out quickly.
"Farewell." Prunella looked at Qingli's back, with a slight envy in his eyebrows.
"Eh... Anyway, the eagle does not ask me to kill people. The mission is similar." To Qi Ziyan's expectation, Baimeiye Shisu was unexpectedly very cooperative.
"But... Tomorrow may be very dangerous." Qi Ziyan was slightly puzzled.
"Ah, that's the case. Brother Diyu is sorry for what I did to you before." Zisu said frankly, "So to a certain extent, it's actually a redemption. To me, Ying Longzong's Everything has been forgotten, and now I just want to live with peace of mind with Big Brother Diyu."
"That's it..." A promise that was too easy made Qi Ziyan not so easy to believe.
"I know you don't believe me very much." Zisu said, "I actually have nothing to do with the Five Dragon Sect. Brother Diyu and I have done a lot of sorry to you. Before, what did the eagle use to threaten me, you can do it now? You can continue to threaten me with anything, but you don’t have it, and I’m not an unethical person. Although I can’t promise to give you my life, it’s okay to do things for you. After all, a person who knows the current affairs is a handsome man. There is not much to do for you. Being beaten and scolded by eagles is actually the only way for me to live better than before."
"Eagle doesn't stop... Does it often hit you? I mean... You four gentlemen?" Qi Ziyan's heart shrank slightly, she couldn't help but clenched her palms.
I often beat and scold my subordinates... So there are so many scars on Teng Kun's body...
Was the back whiplash that couldn't bear to look directly at that time also caused by an eagle...
Her heart ached involuntarily, remembering the bruises and bruises on his face when he was chased by Jianshou Design at that time, and she had to try her best to distract the chasers, but it was unbearable to look back.
"Yes, he often beats. If he is unhappy or dissatisfied, we will be tortured. I know what Qi Ziyan wants to ask. He really likes playing Mozhu because Mozhu rarely calls when he is being tortured. I still remember that. At that time, because he concealed the people he had seen during his injury, he was sturdyly beaten with three hundred lashes by the young master, and could not get out of bed for a long time." Zisu did not hide it either.
"Hiding... the people you have seen?" Qi Ziyan suddenly realized, "I...Is it me?"
"It should be. It was after the assassination of Han Yihou, his collarbone was penetrated, and he did not know where to recuperate for a period of time, and then the young master was very angry, thinking that someone should take care of him during that period, but he concealed that. The identity of a person. According to our rules, being contacted by an unfamiliar person for more than three days is to kill that person, but Mo Zhu did not say who that person is, and insisted that he was alone. So the young master was very angry. He was tortured." Bai Mei couldn't help but slow down as she looked at the tears that were unconsciously flowing in the eyes of the beautiful woman in front of her.
"He was hurt so badly, would he still be tortured?" Qi Ziyan couldn't help asking angrily, not knowing that it was because of herself.
"The young master doesn't care, and Mo Zhu is always beaten." Perilla raised his hand and took a sip of tea. "For the young master, we people are no different from livestock. Although I used to hate ink. Zhu, because he always squeezes Youlan's head, and his eyes are as cold as a dead person, but that's all in the past. Mo Zhu with feelings is no different from ordinary people. So I said... Do things with you always It won’t be worse than doing things with the young master.”
However, Qi Ziyan seemed unheard of, her slender tenderness was tightly clutched, her knuckles were slightly white, and the two lines of tears on her face she even forgot to wipe.
It turned out that it was because of her...because of her...he would suffer such inhuman torture... However, when he saw her again, he was afraid that the wound would frighten her, so he comforted her and said he was fine...
He never told her what he had endured for her, and it was precisely because all this was learned from a nearly unfamiliar population that it was even more invigorating. When she didn't fall in love with him, it was enough to make her heartache, and now the deep-rooted love for him is deeply rooted in her heart.
"Are you okay?" Zisu was startled, "Hey, I'm the one who talks so much. Why do I tell you about this... Anyway, that guy Mo Zhu, be kind to him, he is really sincere to you. Although I am a man Outsiders, but after all, I was there at the time, and I was wondering if Youlan would protect me so much if I were placed in the same position. Now that I think about it, I'm really naive."
"It's okay, I still want to thank you." Qi Ziyan wiped away the tears from her face and choked. "If Miss Ye told me today, I'm afraid I never knew about it..."
She hated her stupidity, and discovered his intentions so late.
As Prunella said, Teng Kun couldn't sit still when he sat in the camp for a stick of incense.
He put his hand on the waistband that she gave to herself on Qixi Festival, and there was a kind of dumb sweetness in her heart, which was joy and worry. What is happy is that she has married him and promised him a lifetime. What is worried is that when I first saw sorrow today, I saw that sorrow looked seriously ill, and I don’t know if Qi Ziyan went to find sorrow, if she saw sorrow, she would be weak. Let her sympathize...
Because at that time, she seemed to feel sorry for herself, and after taking care of her for one night, she returned to Jianshou.
Thinking a little uncomfortably, he felt that he should go and see his sorrow.
But he hadn't thought about what expression he would face if Qi Ziyan was there.
All the way upset, he walked to the camp where he was resting, and saw Ling Xiao standing outside to guard. At this time, Ling Xiao was walking around outside, feeling extremely angry in her heart, and she didn't understand what demon he was possessing. He was so disappointed with Jianshou, but he didn't want to leave him.
"What are you here for?" Ling Xiao's tone was always arrogant. She originally thought that Qi Ziyan would come to see Sorrow in person, but she didn't expect Teng Kun to come.
"... I'll take a look at him." Teng Kun didn't bother, his tone was just as cold as ever.
"He is very ill. Seeing no one, go back." Ling Xiao gave Teng Kun a blank look and said angrily.
"Ling Xiao," a voice of sorrow came from the tent, and it didn't seem surprising that Ling Xiao didn't go far. "Is... Teng Kun? Let him come in." He wanted to call his brother, but he felt that he had nothing to do. Qualified to call the other party that way.
Ling Xiao glanced bitterly at Teng Kun, and no longer stopped, walked aside and sat down and looked into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.
Teng Kun was silent for a moment, reached out and lifted the door tent and walked in. I saw that the simple bed was leaning against the side of the bed, although it was a familiar handsome face, bright and dark eyebrow corners and a slightly evil smile, but his pale face and lips showed that he was at the end of his life.
What made Teng Kun a little relieved was that there was only one person in the house who was sad.
There is no Qi Ziyan.
"Sit down." Seeing that Sorrow coughed twice, and pointed to the bed, Teng Kun sat down and said nothing.
"Can I still call your brother?" Jianshou continued to ask.
"... Hmm." Teng Kun didn't look at him, just bowed his head and responded.
"Do you hate me?" Seeing sorrow, he smiled bitterly, as if he wasn't particularly satisfied with Teng Kun's reaction.