"I must save her, no matter what the reason."
Qing Zhan frowned, he turned his back, walked to Tianma, and said coldly: "Since you say that you are the young master of Chiyan City, you will deal with the civil strife in the city by yourself, so the battle here will be handed over. Here you are, unless you are a betrayer, and the friends who have abandoned yourself are ignored, the Lord has nothing to say."
As if being hit in the depths of his impulsively dark soul, the evildoer was stunned by the words of the engine war. He lowered his head a little guiltily. Although he couldn't let go of Jie Lan in his heart, Jie Lan was the one he cared about. The thousands of people here who are fighting for Chiyan City are expecting themselves to respond to their battles.
And I can't leave them to look for a woman, even if that woman is extraordinary.
"There is also that woman, not the one you should be worried about, you are the young master of Chiyan City, so you should remember your identity." Qing Zhan stared at the evildoer coldly, and the low and slow voice made the whole space. All fell silent.
This sentence may only be understood by Qingzhan and the evildoer. The evildoer's heart gradually cooled. He looked at the solemn and handsome man in front of him, and began to trust in his heart. He said, "Thank you, Shaojun for reminding me, then Jielan will Please Young Master!"
Qing Zhan smiled faintly. He got on the Tianma and ordered Libo and Tan Qi to say: "Libo stay and help Young Master Xuanming, Tan Qi, you and I go to the Holy Spirit Mountain!"
Although worried about Young Master’s safety, he had to obey since he had given the order. Tan Qi got on his riding beast, followed Qingzhan into the air, and flew towards the direction of Holy Spirit Mountain.
The evildoer looked at the somewhat indifferent and handsome figure of Qingzhan who left, and couldn't help lamenting admiration in his heart. He only hoped that Jie Lan could be rescued safely, and only hoped that this man could protect her who was stubborn but fragile.
He turned to look at Ninglu, now she looked a little more gloomy, her back turned to the evildoer, her cold and beautiful figure made people feel pity, the evildoer walked up to Ninglu and whispered: "Jielan is right. I feel like you are to me, so I am worried about her safety. Do you understand this feeling?"
Ning Lu raised his misty eyes, but it was difficult to say a word what he wanted to say. The evildoer shook her hand and said: "Don't worry, I will never abandon you, and I will never let anyone hurt you."
Although gratified, Ninglu felt that the woman named Jielan was always heavier in the heart of the evildoer, and that she was only the object of his pity, but she did not want the evildoer to be embarrassed and forced her out. A faint smile, shook his hand back.
Seeing Ninglu who was finally smiling again, the evildoer was relieved. He looked at the two armies still fighting, and his heart was filled with billowing heat. He raised the blood-stained sword and said loudly: " I am the young master of Chiyan City. If you still recognize yourself as the citizens of Chiyan City, put down your weapons!"
Hearing such a cry, it seemed to come from outside the sky. All the bloody soldiers looked suspiciously at the man with the broken arm standing in front of the attic, with a suspicious look covering their faces.