Tibetan thoughts

After dinner, several lieutenants gathered in the chief general's camp to discuss the next step.The commander-in-chief of the Liao people was shot and killed by Yan Yunlie, but the Liao people had no intention of retreating.

"The loss of the general is just a group of stragglers, nothing to fear!" Yin Hu concluded.

But it was dismissed by Dongli Muyun, "I don't think so. They have the backing of the Demon Cult this time. Now that they don't have their commander back, they still have plans."

Yinhu was not convinced by his statement, "What plan? No one is commanding the war, what plan can there be? Could it be that they all fell in love with the beauty who broke into the camp that day? It's true, where is the Liao people? Can you find such a beauty with such delicate skin and tender flesh? Tsk tsk tsk, it's a pity that it's a man, otherwise I would have snatched back to warm the bed."

"General Yin..." Ruan Suxue made a sound, signaling him to stop talking nonsense, so Yinhu immediately shut up obediently, and Ruan Suxue turned to Dongli Muyun again, "The meaning of the King of Eastern Zhou... is that they still have something to say." Coveted, that's why you have been reluctant to retreat?"

Dongli Muyun nodded, "For them, instead of fighting with us for many years and still being stalemate, how about using that method, once the Central Plains are destroyed, who else can resist them?"

Only a few people knew about Yandi Mausoleum and Jiuding, so Dongli Muyun didn't make it too clear.

Ruan Suxue retired several lieutenants, leaving Ling Qing and Dongli Muyun alone, and asked, "There are no outsiders here, and I don't have to hide my words. King of Eastern Zhou, let me ask you, do you want to answer? No." force you."

Seeing Dongli Muyun nodding, Ruan Suxue continued, "Did you and King Anyang secretly arrange the matter of Wuhuan Mountain that day? Do you also have a copy of the map and mechanism map of Emperor Yan's Mausoleum?"

Ling Qing was startled, she didn't expect Ruan Suxue to ask the same question as Yan Yunlie.

Yan Yunlie has always held grudges against Dongli Muyun. He has warned himself more than once not to trust Dongli Muyun. The biggest beneficiaries of what happened on Wuhuan Mountain that day are Dongli Muyun and King Anyang , Maybe they arranged all of this, in order to get the organ map that was still in their hands at that time.

Even though he knew that the "Jidi" on his body belonged to Dongli Muyun, but he and Dongli Muyun had known each other for so many years, and how many times they went through life and death, he was willing to wait for Dongli Muyun to confess this matter to himself, but She has always been unwilling to believe that Dongli Muyun has ambitions in her heart, and she even covets the high seat that holds the world.

The expression on Dongli Muyun's face changed a bit, but the tone of his mouth was extremely calm, and he could not hear any guilt or panic, "I don't want to hide it from Madam, the diagram of the organ was indeed copied by King Anyang, but it was not with me, Anyang The king had his intention to do this, and I had no right to interfere with him at the time."

Ruan Suxue didn't pay much attention after hearing this, "This is originally from the Zhao family, and it has hurt so many people in my Qi family. If Zhao You wants to take it, just take it, and don't ask the Qi family to pay for their lives in the future. Just keep it." .”

In fact, Ling Qing has always felt that King Anyang is a strange person. He was obviously one step away from the throne, but he forcibly handed it over to his nephew, but he also firmly held the imperial power in his own hands, making the emperor on the throne become the king. A puppet, what is he thinking?

But this is not the time to care about these things, Ling Qing asked Ruan Suxue, "Sister, should we go down to Emperor Yan's Mausoleum to have a look, if it's really there..."

Ruan Suxue raised her hand and shook, "Don't go down, and you can't go down. If they really went for the Jiuding in Emperor Yan's Mausoleum, then if they haven't taken any action until now, they don't know and dare not go to Emperor Yan's Mausoleum. If we Once you go, don’t you show them the way?”

"Then sister, your things..." Ling Qing thought, the commander of the Liao people has lost, and there is no way to go to Emperor Yan's Mausoleum, and now he is almost cornered, maybe he is planning how to snatch these two things, If this is the case, then Ruan Suxue is in danger, besides, someone has raided the commander's tent at night before.

Ruan Suxue signaled him not to worry, "Even if they find me, they won't find what they want..."

Before the words were finished, a clear and ethereal flute sounded from outside the tent.

Ling Qing tightened the sword in his hand, "It's them! Brother Dongli, protect your sister, I'll go and see!" After giving the order, he raised the sword and opened the curtain of the tent and walked out.

Yan Yunlie also heard the sound of the flute, but this sound was not used by the Tianzheng Sect to communicate. He walked out of the tent to listen carefully, wondering if it might be a signal from the Tianzheng Sect, but he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw A white figure, as light as a swallow, leaped across the roof of the tent a few times, escaping into the thick night.

Yan Yunlie immediately burst into anger from the bottom of his heart. As soon as he heard this flute sound, he knew that someone must be playing tricks, and that guy Ling Qing would still take the bait.

I have long forgotten that the two had a bad relationship before, and now the leader of Yanda has no family and country personal grievances in his heart, and only wants to find Ling Qing back, but when he is about to chase after him, the corner of his eye is blurred. Guang Guang saw another black shadow passing by, which seemed to be heading for the tent of the lieutenant general Liu Ping.

Yan Yunlie looked at the direction where Ling Qing disappeared, and then at the direction of Vice General Liu's tent, hesitating for a moment.

Ling Qing followed the sound to the outside of the station. It was still the stone forest from last time. From a distance, he saw a red figure sitting on the top of one of the stones. In the night wind, his black hair fluttered with his skirt, messy and wanton, like a ghost.

Seeing the person coming, Dian Yao put down the flute in her hand, with a disappointed expression on her face, and said in a regretful tone, "Hey, it's windy and cold here, and yet a person I didn't want to see came."

Ling Qing swung the jade sword in his hand, "I remember I said, I told you to stop trying to think of Yan Yunlie."

The hem of the robe on Dian Yao's body was opened wide, revealing two long, thin and white legs, which were crossed and folded together, "But what Lie thinks...is not something you can control. "

Ling Qing's eyes froze, the tip of the sword turned, and a burst of sword energy came out, splitting the stone Dian Yao was sitting on into two pieces.

When the sword energy collided with the stone, Dian Yao suddenly jumped up, pulled a piece of red silk from her waist and shook it away to Ling Qing.

Ling Qing stood up holding the sword, Yurun's sword light and the snake-like red sword intertwined again, and the surrounding boulders that had been weathered into various strange shapes were swept away by the chaotic sword energy and erratic red silk.

When the two were fighting fiercely, a firework bomb suddenly rose in the direction of the station behind Ling Qing, and the cold blue flames illuminated half of the sky.

Dian Yao fell to the ground leisurely, the red silk in her hand was wrapped around Ling Qing's sword, the corner of her mouth curled into a smile, "It's done."

Ling Qing glanced back, thinking inwardly that it was a bad idea, this was clearly a trick to divert the tiger away from the mountain!

With a twist of Dian Yao's wrist, all the red silk wrapped around Taishang Wangqing was loosened, and Dian Yao took it back into her hand, pinching it in a big ball, like a red lotus blooming brightly, "Since the person you want to see has not been seen...how about Go back to bed early." Then he raised his chin towards the station, "Aren't you going back? Maybe it's already a mess there."

Ling Qing's hand holding the sword trembled, put away the jade sword, turned around and turned back.

Yan Yunlie chased the black shadow to the front of Deputy General Liu's tent, stopped, and looked up at the deep and endless night sky outside the camp. It was obvious that someone had tuned the tiger away from the mountain, and the tune was because he still couldn't tell the sound of the flute clearly. Ling Qing.

Although he was worried about Ling Qing's situation, if something happened in the camp, Ling Qing would definitely blame himself.Yan Yunlie planned to settle this first, and then go to Ling Qing immediately.

Suddenly there was a "plop" in the tent, and a heavy object fell to the ground with a muffled sound.Yan Yunlie lifted up the curtain and walked in. The big candle flame jumped twice. He saw Xue Jifeng looking for something with the lamp in his hand. He heard the footsteps and raised his head to look at the door. He didn't feel nervous when he saw the person coming. The color, on the contrary, seems to have been expected a long time ago.

"Master Yan is not sleeping at this late hour?"

Yan Yunlie glanced at his side and found Liu Ping lying face down on the ground, unconscious.

"Xue Jifeng, who sent you here?"

Xue Jifeng spread his hands, "No one can order me."

"Then what are you doing?"

Xue Jifeng shook his head, "No reason, what I really want to say... I really want to see the downcast look of the always glorious Hierarch of Yan University..." As he spoke, he took out a firework bomb from his waist, lit it and went up fling.

"Bang!" The firework bomb exploded in mid-air, and a white light broke through the roof of the tent and rushed into the sky.

Yan Yunlie put down the arm that was covering his face to block the strong light, and was surprised to see Xue Jifeng holding a ball of cloth in his hand.

Yan Yunlie recalled that Ruan Suxue once said that if anyone wanted a picture of Emperor Yan's Mausoleum, she would never find it with her.But when Xue Jifeng and Liu Ping were allowed to live in the same tent, Liu Ping refused in every possible way, presumably because he had important official documents as an excuse, because the picture of Emperor Yan's Mausoleum was with him, so he didn't let idlers wait in.

Seeing that Xue Jifeng was about to leave, Yan Yunlie stretched out his hand to stop him, "Leave the things, you are not my opponent!"

Xue Jifeng held the ball of cloth between his fingers and raised it, "Oh? That's not necessarily the case." Taking a step back, his left hand made an arc in front of him, and his right hand followed. , seems to be windy.

Yan Yunlie looked at him incredulously, the muscles on his face twitched, "Heavenly Absolute Sword...?"

As soon as this doubt arose, Xue Jifeng suddenly stretched out his palm and swiped it obliquely. He waved a palm wind and swept it straight towards Yan Yunlie. Yan Yunlie took a step back and turned sideways. The opening, the incision is as smooth as a sword cut, and goes deep to the bottom coat.

This is indeed the sword of heaven, and Xue Jifeng's skill is not inferior to his own.

Yan Yunlie didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, so he waved his palm to fight him, the palm of his hand roared like tigers and tigers, he flew wildly, cut through the camp, knocked over the lampstand, and the lamp oil spilled on the official documents scattered all over the place. It burned up, and the place where Liu Ping fell was in flames.

"General Liu?!"

The soldiers who heard the sound rushed in, Yan Yunlie was about to turn around and ask them to take Liu Ping out of the sea of ​​flames, who wanted Xue Jifeng to stick up, Yan Yunlie held his arm, Xue Jifeng was not in a hurry to break free, but instead It was a smile, "If I want to go down to Emperor Yan's Mausoleum, there are ways for them to lead the way voluntarily..."

Yan Yunlie knew that he was deceitful, and wanted to snap his wrist off, but Xue Jifeng swiped his other hand across, "Crack! Crack!" Two times, the wooden stakes that fixed the tent were broken, and the people who rushed in were still there. Before I could see clearly what was going on inside, it was covered by tarpaulins falling from the sky.

Then there was a hissing sound, two openings were torn open in the tent, Yan Yunlie and Xue Jifeng jumped out one after another, Xue Jifeng held Liu Ping under his arm in one hand, and in the other hand held the long-bladed long sword that he hadn't seen before. sword.

"General Liu? General Liu!" Those who were buried under the tent cut the oilcloth with knives and climbed out, hurriedly looking for someone at the place where Liu Ping fell.

"General Liu is here." Xue Jifeng said to them, threw Liu Ping into the arms of those soldiers, and swung the sword in his hand, "Master Yan, don't be obsessed for a while and go astray."

Yan Yunlie finally understood which play Xue Jifeng was singing, no wonder he said what he said just now, it turned out that stealing the picture was fake, and trying to blame himself was true!

The flames spread to the fallen tent, and the intense flames burned people's faces. Yan Yunlie clenched his fists with his hands hanging by his sides, and his knuckles cracked, "Don't think that you can be fooled by such a small skill. people."

Xue Jifeng looked as if he was going to win, "Whether you can deceive people or not, Master Yan might as well ask your young hero Ling Qingling to find out..." After speaking, he raised his sword and swung it straight at Yan Yunlie.

Yan Yunlie pushed aside his sword with palm wind from the air, and when he turned sideways, he saw a white shadow coming towards him, with one hand and five fingers forming eagle claws, he used his internal strength to suck Xue Jifeng's sword towards him, and the other hand slapped it. Hitting Xue Jifeng on the chest, the internal force controlling his sword was withdrawn, he turned his palm and flicked the back of his hand to make up again, knocking Xue Jifeng several feet away, and fell heavily to the ground.

Turning around, he was about to call Ling Qing, when suddenly, the Gu that he carried on his body started to move, and before he could control them, they broke through the bamboo tubes and attacked Ling Qing.

When Ling Qing returned to the camp, he saw flames rising into the sky from a distance, and many people ran towards Liu Ping's tent, so he used Qinggong to jump over the top of the tent a few times, and then he saw two people standing on the top of Liu Ping's collapsed and dead In front of the burning tent, Xue Jifeng was holding a long sword, and the other was Yan Yunlie.

Ling Qing's heart sank, knowing that something must have happened, but Yan Yunlie was also there, and before he got close, he saw Yan Yunlie bring Xue Jifeng to him with his palm force, and struck Xue Jifeng twice on his chest. The shock flew a few feet away.

How deep is Yan Yunlie's inner strength, I am afraid that there are not many people in this world who are his opponents, these two palms seem to use all their strength, Xue Jifeng must have suffered serious injuries after taking these two palms.

Ling Qing jumped down from the top of the tent on one side, and was about to grab Yan Yunlie to ask what happened, but at the same time when Yan Yunlie turned around, clusters of glowing things flew out from his sleeves and flew towards him. He jumped straight at him.

Ling Qing was stunned for a moment before realizing what those were. Although he knew that Yan Yunlie would not pose any great threat with the Gu worms around him, but thinking of the child in his belly, he couldn't help but feel chills down his spine.

Yan Yunlie actually attacked him? !

Those things seemed to be instructed by someone to come towards him, Ling Qing took two steps back, and was about to block it with his sword, when a black shadow jumped out from the side and blocked him.

"careful!"

Ling Qing looked up, and saw Dongli Muyun standing in front of him, frowning, and looking behind him, several black and strange-looking bugs had already got under his clothes, only half of them were still wriggling outside, desperately Drill down.

Ling Qing reached out to help Dongli Muyun remove those bugs, but was stopped by Dongli Muyun's hand, "Leave me alone, let's see what happened to Yan Yunlie."

The soldiers stationed over there saw Yan Yunlie wounding Xue Jifeng, and attacked Ling Qing with Gu, and surrounded Yan Yunlie with a sword. Someone shouted at Ling Qing, "Young man Ling, he also injured We are General Liu!"

When Ling Qing heard this, the expression on his face became cold.Recalling what Ruan Suxue said, the map and mechanism map of Emperor Yan's Mausoleum are not in her possession, and it is impossible for someone to succeed in her possession, so she speculates that maybe it is in someone else's possession, so a bad thought suddenly arises in her heart.

The sound of the flute and Dian Yao's performance just now, it seems that Yan Yunlie was not called out at all, and I didn't see Yan Yunlie's figure when I was fighting with him, it was more like drawing myself out , and then make it easier for someone to do it when you are not around.

"It's done!"

Thinking of what Dian Yao said unintentionally, it seemed to confirm her guess more and more.

Ling Qing could only feel an uncontrollable pain in his heart, and Qi and blood were rushing freely in the meridians and blood vessels.

"Ling Qing, even though you have asked Huai Die to take Siqin away, the entire Tianjue Sect is still there, and I will not let them be in danger."

"Whether it's your home country or your country, you shouldn't bet on the Heaven's Jue Sect. The lives of the people in the world are fate, and the lives of our Heaven's Jue Sect people shouldn't be so contemptuous!"

"I, Yan Yunlie, never pay attention to morality when doing things!"

He always thought that after going through those things before, Yan Yunlie would know how to curb his willful attitude and think twice before doing things, but he never thought that he would still be like this, heading down the road where he made mistakes without hesitation. stuck in.

Ling Qing's body trembled uncontrollably, with anger and more disappointment. He knew that the congregation on Tianjue Mountain was very important to him, but if Ling Jun and Wei Yu knew that their lives would be exchanged for the survival of the world If not, I'm afraid they will never live in peace for the rest of their lives.

It would become a nightmare, haunting me, taking root in the deepest part of my heart, and then appearing when I was defenseless.That kind of torture is like using a needle as thin as a cow's hair, piercing the tip of the heart inch by inch, the pain can't be limited, but it will never end.

No!

To stop Yan Yunlie!

I can't watch him make mistakes again and again!

The hand holding the sword turned slightly, and under the firelight, the snow-white clothes and the gentle jade sword were coated with a layer of blood-red light, revealing a strong murderous aura.

"Ling Qing, listen to me!"

Yan Yunlie wanted to explain, but the soldiers didn't give him a chance to speak, and everyone rushed forward to try to take him down. Yan Yunlie was forced to fight back, but he couldn't hurt them. Several cuts were made on the arm by the missed sword.

Seeing that there were more and more people, and it was no longer possible to just defend and not attack, Yan Yunlie grabbed the arm of the man who was stabbed with a sword, clasped his five fingers, pulled him, and grabbed his belt with the other hand, and lifted him up back to others.

Seeing that their companions were about to collide with the tip of the sword, the soldiers drew back their swords one after another, but the force of the collision was so great that several of them fell to the ground together.

Yan Yunlie followed the same pattern and threw two more people out to block the attack. There were fewer people around him. He turned around and was about to explain to Ling Qing again, but something icy stuck to his neck.

Under the light of the fire, Ling Qing's face was cold and heartless, "Yan Yunlie, don't make any more mistakes."

These words are as cold as the Taishang Wangqing sticking to his neck at this moment.

There was a flash of inspiration in Yan Yunlie's mind, Ling Qing's expression at the moment overlapped with a certain picture in his memory, how could he forget Ling Qing like that?On Shijun Mountain, he invited him as Qin Lin, with such a cold and stern expression when he wanted to die with him.

"Ling Qing, listen to me..."

Yan Yunlie stretched out his hand to push his sword away, but unexpectedly Ling Qing's sword tip shook, a "shua" red mark was left on his neck, and warm and viscous liquid flowed down the skin of the neck, Yan Yunlie was going to The hand that pushed aside the tip of the sword froze in mid-air.

"Explain what? Explain why you stole the map of the emperor's tomb?"

Yan Yunlie seemed to be able to hear Xue Jifeng snickering behind him at this moment. He thought that Ling Qing would at least not misunderstand him based on the situation in front of him, but it was clear that Ling Qing had long believed in his heart that he would betray them for the sake of Tianjuejiao people.

He knew that Ling Qing was sometimes stubborn, and as long as he believed in something in his heart, it would be difficult to shake him, but he didn't want to just give up the opportunity to explain. He should have been confused by this situation for a while, as long as he made it clear, he would definitely believe him. After all, Xue Jifeng had known them for less than a month, and his background had not yet been ascertained.

"Ling Qing, don't you believe me? If I want to get the map of the emperor's tomb, I won't use this method."

Ling Qing stared at him for a long while, the flames remained in his clear eyes, shining brightly, like a moonlight falling on the surface of a secluded pool, but he couldn't see the turbulent undercurrent below.

Ling Qing just looked at Yan Yunlie like this, as if after a long time, Ling Qing said lightly, "You don't need to do this..."

Yan Yunlie felt a sigh of relief and was overjoyed. Sure enough, Ling Qing was more willing to believe in himself, but he heard Ling Qing follow up and say: "You can come and ask me for it directly."

Yan Yunlie only felt a buzzing explosion in his head, and as soon as he inhaled, icy wind poured into the airway, cutting his chest with pain.

He only now understands that the wound between him and Ling Qing will never heal, so there will always be a part of their hearts that are cut off and difficult to communicate with each other. They both choose to ignore the past, or deliberately not to touch it, But those feelings that cannot communicate with each other accumulate more and more until they cover up other feelings and divide the two into two ends.

"Yan Yunlie, stop..."

This sentence of reassurance almost became the biggest ridicule and irony in his ears. Ling Jun was right, he would eventually experience retribution, he would eventually experience it...

"Haha...hahaha!" Yan Yunlie raised his head and laughed, but his expression was extremely miserable.

Seeing him like this, Ling Qing couldn't bear it. He wanted to capture Yan Yunlie first and then interrogate him carefully, so he put away the jade sword. See the opportunity to turn around and leave.

"Stop him!"

The surrounding soldiers obeyed the order to block the way, but Yan Yunlie was not as merciful as before, and every palm was fierce.His bun was shaved, his hair was messed up, and his eyes were bloodshot and red, like a wild beast that had been driven to a desperate situation.

Seeing the soldiers stationed at the station being swept away one by one by his palm wind, Ling Qing thought that he could not continue to hurt people like this. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the iron chain with barbs on both ends hanging on a wooden post, Ling Qing looked at it. After taking a look at that, he looked at Yan Yunlie again, his heart beat, and he took it off.

Yan Yunlie's eyes turned red, and he was determined to get out of this situation. The soldiers who blocked him became blurred, and they seemed to have turned into another group of people, all of whom killed people without blood, but for a certain purpose Had to go with them.

He hated himself at that time. Everyone persuaded him, but he still insisted on going his own way. He thought that Qin Lin could see his infatuation, but he didn't expect that the fact would push himself and the one he loved to the point of destruction.

There were bursts of crying children.

Where are the kids from?

Is it Siqin?

Siqin is good, daddy is here.

No, Siqin is in Wanyue Villa...whose is that?Is it in Ling Qing's stomach?

By the way, he wanted to find Ling Qing, told him that there was something wrong with Xue Jifeng, and told him to be careful!

Ling Qing... Ling Qing?

Pushing away the black shadows in front of him, he saw a white figure in front of him. The young man was as gentle as jade and as mellow as old wine.

"Ling Qing... Ling?"

A stabbing pain in his shoulder woke him up in front of his eyes, the iron chain rattled, one end was in Ling Qing's hand, while the other end stretched out from his shoulder, his left hand lost strength instantly, he lowered his head, and the hook on one end of the iron chain pierced through The transdermal meat hooked the lute bone.

"I can't let you hurt anyone again!"

As soon as Ling Qing pulled the iron chain, the pain on his shoulder was excruciating. Yan Yunlie raised his right hand, which was still strong, to remove the hook, but Ling Qing wrapped the iron chain around his right hand, and then turned to Behind him, he tied his right hand behind his back, and before he could break free, the other hook pierced into his right shoulder.

"Ling Qing... Ling Qing... Ling Qing! Ahhh!"

Yan Yun roared fiercely, like a lion being caught and unable to move but only roaring, pulling the iron chains on his body while struggling, causing Yan Yunlie's entire face to contort, and Dou Da's sweat rolled down.

Seeing him like this, Ling Qing felt uncomfortable, stepped forward, and touched Yan Yunlie's fainting point.

"Sorry……"

I don't know whether this sentence was addressed to Yan Yunlie or to himself.