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Zhelan, come here.

A few words, testing his attitude.

But... what else can he do...

Ning Qing pulled the corner of his lips bitterly at Yan Huai, the moment he raised his hand the spiritual power barrier suddenly shattered, and there was a silent stalemate between the two of them, Yan Huai couldn't hide the pain in his eyes, and stopped moving forward.

The tears in Ning Qing's eyes became more and more intense, and finally he turned around and rushed towards the never-ending sea of ​​flames without any hesitation.

Forget it...forget it...don't choose anyone...

But just before Ning Qing fell into the sea of ​​flames, the old Yan Huai rushed towards him, the blue spiritual power carved out a small world, and the flames were hard to burn. Dun: "You... you won..."

"Stop fighting! Withdraw troops!"

There is no winning or losing in this battle, both left and right are just losers.

The last thing Ning Qing saw before he lost consciousness was Yan Huai stretching out his hand to stop the boundless fire, or the voice behind him kneeling neatly and hesitantly saying: "Your Majesty?"

This attack is not the decision of Yan Huai alone, but more importantly, the decision of Yanzhi, but there are more high-level demons in the lower border, and they will naturally follow the wishes of their own monarchs when it comes to major matters.

"Your Majesty, I'm being emotional." Seeing that the army really retreated, Su Mei frowned unconsciously.

With Yan Zhi's temperament, if he knew that Yan Huai was withdrawing troops so casually, he might not have sent Yan Huai directly to the north.

Lou Yu didn't feel anything about this, he only turned to Yan Huai, the monarch of his family, "My demon clan only obeys the orders of the emperor, and what the emperor ordered is naturally what we should do."

Su Mei was silent, Lou Yu made sense, that is, under such a good situation, Yan Huai could not bear the consequences of retreating.

At least with Yan Huai's current attitude, he is not afraid of the consequences at all.

When Ning woke up, Yan Huai was sitting by the bed, with the cold soup on the side, and when the two looked at each other, neither of them spoke first, until Ning Qing asked, "Where's Nan Siyuan?"

"Dungeon."

Ning Qing looked down, "Let him go and let him follow me."

Yan Huai was stunned when he heard the words, maybe he didn't want to, but he still responded: "...Okay."

Yan Huai was very silent, maybe he just returned to the original silence, but since Ning woke up, he has been avoiding him, at least, Ning Qing hasn't seen Yan Huai for several days, only the decoction delivered on time proves that With that said, Yan Huai still misses him.

As for Nan Siyuan whom he offered to come, Ning Qing would occasionally feel that it might be cleaner to let Nan Siyuan stay in the dungeon.

"Mr. Rongxie will go to the East in person soon. Have you decided what to choose?" Nan Siyuan just heard the sound of porcelain bowls breaking when he finished speaking. When he looked back, he saw Ning Qing caressing his chest and facing A pile of fragments and dark brown soup retched.

Nan Siyuan didn't feel guilty about this, he just squatted in front of Ning Qing, a small porcelain bottle was lying quietly in his palm, and he said very slowly: "Let him eat it, and solve the Eastern Border for your senior brother." I have repaid Daoist Rongxie's kindness to you for decades."

These words are very tempting, Ning Qing stared at the porcelain bottle for a moment, and immediately shouted: "He is the No. 1 ghost doctor! Do you think he can't taste it?!"

"Are you stupid or is he stupid? Huh? Nan Siyuan?"

"You fed it, so he can drink it." Nan Siyuan didn't care much about Ning Qing's sarcasm. He picked up the thrown porcelain bottle and brushed the ashes, and said slowly: "It can be seen from the fact that he dared to withdraw the troops. Come out, won't you?"

"Mr. Rongxie has only been here for half a month. Fellow Daoist Ning, you still have time to think about it. Think about it carefully. Whether it is killing the senior brother who grew up with you and always thinking for you, or saving one, even the same family is counted." Don’t want to slaughter your fellow demon monarch.”

Ning Qing closed his eyes, and said a little helplessly, "Do you think that everything can be done again and again?"

"He won't be unaware of poisoning." Ning Qing simply picked up the broken porcelain pieces like this, and wiped the medicinal juice on the ground with a handkerchief, "In terms of cultivation, he is a Nascent Soul, and I am a golden elixir. Get over him."

"It doesn't have to be successful, attacking the heart is the best policy." Nan Siyuan planted new crops outside Wangningqing Palace. I have to say that Yan Huai really did a great job for Ningqing. Ji, the jade pieces on the chessboard ground by warm jade, and the fresh tea with clear dew that are always prepared in the early morning, the financial and material resources will be consumed, not a little bit.

As for what it means to attack the heart first, maybe Yan Zhi tricked the Xuantian Stone from Jing Rong, or maybe Yan Huai is now the only one in Ningqing's world.

Those who are more tempted have already lost the moment they are emotionally moved.

"Why..." Ning Qing looked at the bloodstain on his finger without moving, "Why do you have to target him? Give me a reason, Nan Siyuan."

"I made a divination. With him, the human race would not be able to win."

"..."

Nan Siyuan had urged him to do it many times, but Ning Qingquan replied silently. He knew how to choose to take care of the overall situation, but he couldn't do it.

This is a dilemma of love and affection. He remembers that it was Jing Rong who took the seven precepts and a whip for him, and it was Jing Rong who called out his junior brother to pull him back from the brink of collapse. He should have been biased towards Xiujie and Human Race after decades of colleagues.

But what about Yan Huai...

That little blind man who has been by his side since a very early age, that Yan Huai who has suffered so much in the world, is the one who jumps without hesitation when his memory is lost, and it is him who is in desperate situations again and again. come down to him.

The monarch who was supposed to be as cold as frost, hesitated to give in because of him, and learned how to love and explain little by little, learning for him little by little, to melt this frozen heart.

How would he abandon him, abandon Yan Huai, who seemed indifferent and meaningless, but actually had extremely low self-esteem and restlessness.

The fan unfolded in his palm had never been broken in the slightest. Ning Qing stroked a line of words with his fingertips, and unconsciously read aloud: "Last night the stars and last night wind, the west side of the painting building and the east side of the laurel hall. Pass……"

The last two sentences were not written on the fan, but what Yan Huai wanted to tell him was probably the last two sentences.

"I have." Ning Qing lowered his eyes and stroked the inscription with his fingertips, "Lovesick and shared..."

"Also..." The following words were blurred in the wind, and Ning Qing was also at a loss, but when he looked back, he saw a shadow outside the door.

The lit lamp can't warm the night, and no one knocks on the door. Looking at each other in the distance, there is loneliness in the end.

"I..." Ning Qing thought about it, touched the door with his fingertips and retracted, he really wanted to ask Yan Huai, would he like to go with him, don't want anything, and go anywhere, but this Before she could say it, Ning Qing already knew that she was wishful thinking.

The person outside the door stood quietly and didn't move, until Ning Qing flicked his sleeves and turned off the lights, then he slowly turned and walked into the distance.

Ning Qing sat quietly in the night, until he could no longer feel Yan Huai's breath, then he got up and walked forward, knocked on the door lightly, and murmured softly: "Shouhui... Let's go, we can go anywhere, we can do anything. Well, be a country doctor, I will accompany you, and we will never get involved in this dispute again."

"No matter what the road ahead is, you and I will stand together through thick and thin, and I will always be with you, okay..."

Speaking of which, Ning Qing laughed softly, his eyes turned slightly red, as if he couldn't let go of Jing Rong and his colleagues, how could Yan Huai be able to let go of the banquet.

This is getting more and more delayed, but it is only getting closer to the time when Jing Rong arrives in the East. I heard that Yan Huai's enthronement ceremony is already being prepared, so will the time for his senior brother to fight against Yan Huai's lord be far behind? ?Can he and Yan Huai really face each other safely?

It's summer in the eastern region, and the night is still a bit chilly. Yan Huai was watching the battle reports of the other regions, when a sudden wind came and extinguished the lamp in his room. Three inches from his throat, the man slowly opened his mouth: "Mr. Suhui, I count you as a calamity tonight, and it's me."

Yan Huai was silent for about two or three seconds, then put down the document and said, "Three taels of silver for the door, seven taels of gold for the medicine, Qin Mu asked for the prescription."

This is, it's just that he didn't specify that he was sick?

"Can't you cooperate with me?" Yan Zhi pulled off his mask and said with great interest, "Do I not look like an assassin?"

Look at his sword eyebrows and star eyes, black hair and high black hair, and his black clothes with gold patterns and dark embroidery. This man has the courage to break through the magic palace with a single sword. If he is really an assassin, he is really an assassin, and he has lowered the threshold for assassins.

Yan Huai's disapproval couldn't affect the fun of the banquet. He took advantage of the moonlight to turn his sword at night, and said leisurely: "I will kill a person in ten steps, and I will never stay behind for thousands of miles. You can know that you are under my sword tonight." Revenant."

Yan Huai still didn't speak, but the emotion in his eyes could no longer be hidden, and the meaning of speechlessness in his eyes became stronger.

"You're scolding me from the bottom of your heart again." Yan Zhi glanced at Yan Huai, very sure that Yan Huai decided to scold him in his heart that he should be cured soon.

"However, it's not important." Yan Zhi smiled, and when he leaned over, the sword in his hand fell to the ground. He squeezed Yan Huai's jaw with one hand, and said lightly: "Let's do the math first, you're responsible for withdrawing all our troops." Bar."

The author has something to say: how should I put it, Ning Qingtiao here has elements of really wanting to dance, but also elements of losing his temper, almost like that, you actually tested me?You actually question whether I love you enough? !