Tibetan thoughts

At night, Ling Qing lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, and began to sort out the relationship between the things that happened before.

Dongli Muyun speculates from Xie Tianji's hint that the legendary Zhen Guo Ding does exist, and it is very likely that it is in Emperor Yan's Mausoleum.At this time, the Liao people invaded, and Ruan Suxue led the Qi family army to Yongzhou to meet the enemy. Dongli Muyun was worried that his guess would come true, and the appearance of Xie Tianji also indicated that the Zhen Guoding might be in danger, so he hurriedly led people to Yongzhou, but Halfway, he was imprisoned by people from the Tianzheng Sect.

And after I received the news that Dongli Muyun lost his voice, I went on the road with Yan Yunlie. Before I met Yan Yunlie, I felt that someone was following me, and then I was chased and killed along the way, and then Xie Tianji was also killed Killing, obviously he didn't want to let himself know anything, and this group of people is also from the Tianzheng Sacred Church.

From this point of view, it is very likely that the people who are planning to suppress the country are people from the Tianzheng Sect. In order to prevent their plot from being seen through, they sniped and killed themselves all the way, but why did they only imprison Dongli Muyun and King Anyang?

Maybe they haven't got the map of Emperor Yan's Mausoleum yet, thinking that the thing is in the hands of Dongli Muyun and King Anyang, so they don't kill them, and want to force them to hand it over.but……

Ling Qing turned over.

Xie Tianji and Dongli Muyun were talking about Zhen Guo Ding, so what does the "devil sect causing chaos" in the ninth gourd refer to?Is it implying the Tianzheng holy religion?

Ling Qing recalled overhearing the conversation between Yan Yunlie and Dian Yao in that palace that day, and remembered that Dian Yao also talked about the mission of Tianjue Sect to the Central Plains, but after that, Yan Yunlie and himself only explained their Why didn't he tell himself about the relationship between Tianjue Sect and Tianzheng Sect...

In fact, Yan Yunlie has always known the existence of Tianzheng Sacred Church, why didn't he tell himself when he met that group of people on Yingcheng Street that day?

Ling Qing turned over again, lay down for a while, and then sat up irritatedly, all the known clues were pulled into a ball here.And the more you don't think about it yourself, the more you think about bad things.

Ling Qing found that she couldn't completely let go of her doubts, because the scene where Yan Yunlie tricked herself into admitting that it was Qin Lin was so realistic, and with such careful arrangements, no matter what she did, she would never have expected it to happen. It's a scam.

Besides, at that time Yan Yunlie hadn't confirmed whether he was Qin Lin, but he could still put on such an affectionate expression... Feeling a pain in his heart, Ling Qing stretched out his hand and grabbed the shirt on his chest tightly.

How could you suddenly remember what happened at that time?

At this time, there was a rustling sound from the roof, Ling Qing noticed, put on her clothes and got up, opened the window with Taishang Wangqing, grabbed the window frame with her hands and jumped onto the ceiling downstairs, turned around and raised her breath Grab the roof.

Seeing a figure suddenly swaying past, he pointed at the tip of the sword and scolded, "Who is it?"

I saw the figure leaning, as if his feet slipped, and then rolled down screaming "Oh".

The voice sounded like Xue Jifeng, Ling Qing walked over and looked down, and saw Xue Jifeng was climbing the eaves with one hand and holding the wine jar in the other, smiling "hehehe".

Xiaoer's voice came from below, "Grandpa, the shop still has business, so don't step on the roof."

Xue Jifeng lowered his head and shouted down, "If it's broken, you will need money to repair it."

"Okay, then drink to your heart's content, and I'll get you more if you don't have enough."

Ling Qing probably understood what was going on, when he heard a "then", he saw a wine jar flying up, and hurriedly reached out to catch it.

Xue Jifeng climbed up from the eaves, patted the snow on his body, "I just want to come up to enjoy the moon and drink some wine, you scare me." He hugged the wine jar from Ling Qing and raised his neck After taking a sip, he wiped his mouth with his sleeve, "Don't look at the shabby shop, this wine is really authentic."

Ling Qing smiled, it's so cold outside, and there's still light snow falling, the moon can't be seen hidden in the clouds, only a drunkard like him has such leisure.

Turning around to go back to the room, Xue Jifeng stopped him, "If you come up, let's sit together for a while."

Ling Qing thought that he couldn't fall asleep anyway, so he might as well sit for a while.

Xue Jifeng hugged the wine jar and poured it for a while, and suddenly became interested in the sword in Ling Qing's hand, "Hey? This sword is interesting. I saw you holding it when I saw you in Yingcheng."

Ling Qing raised the sword upright, and slid his index and middle fingers across Yurun's icy sword, "It is rumored that this sword was made by Taoist Mo Yuan, the founder of the Kunlun School, and spent several years grinding it with cold jade from the extreme north. Three feet seven inches, no blade, cold and not sharp, although it is a sword but not lethal, it looks like a hidden master, so it is called "Tai Shang Wang Qing."

Xue Jifeng nodded, and asked again, "Then why don't you use 'Gui Meng'?"

Ling Qing chuckled, "Isn't holding "Gui Meng" telling others who I am? How can I hide my identity?"

This is one of the reasons, and another reason is because he still has a small life in his stomach, and when he uses his self-created swordsmanship to deal with the enemy, he can keep the distance between the opponent and himself as much as possible, and try not to let his stomach children are at risk.

Xue Jifeng seemed to be very interested in his sword, and looked at it while drinking, "But when you use this jade sword, you don't use the moon-wanting swordsmanship, do you?"

"Indeed, Moon Moon Sword is only suitable for soft swords like "Gui Meng", and this set is my own creation." Ling Qing said, with a somewhat proud expression on his face.If it wasn't for Yan Yunlie relying on his powerful palm, making himself unable to get close to him and being teased by him frequently during sparring, he would not have created this set of sword techniques in a fit of anger.

"Then what is the name of this set of sword techniques?"

Ling Qing was taken aback, he really hadn't thought about the name, so he shook his head.

Xue Jifeng put down the wine jar, breathing alcohol, "Then it's called the 'Wangqing' sword..."

Xue Jifeng didn't notice that Ling Qing's body shook slightly after hearing him say that word, but continued to say, "The word love is unforgettable until death. The most unforgettable thing in the world is the word "love". If you can even let go of "emotion", you will definitely be able to ascend to the "Supreme" realm."

Ling Qing narrowed his eyes, looked straight at the jade sword in his hand, and was dazed. From time to time, images appeared in his mind...

"So, what are you going to forget?"

"I don't want to remember everything related to Master Yan..."

"I just thought I never knew you, never liked you, never hated you, never had those loves and hates, and never had those heart-wrenching things..."

"This place has been burned to ashes, turned into dust, and there will be no more pain. It doesn't matter whether those things are forgotten or not..."

The pain in the heart came up again.

I thought that one day I would let all these things go, that as the years passed, the heartache would gradually subside, but it didn't seem to be what he thought.

In fact, he should have known a long time ago that he is not a person who can easily give up "love". Even if Yan Yunlie used "soul-destroying", there is no way for him to forget that unforgettable memory, and how could the others be in his heart? Calm down in such a short time?

Ling Qing shook her head, sweeping away the images that came to her mind.

Don't think about it any more...Those things that have passed can't be undone...

Ling Qing sat a little cold, and was about to get up and go back to the room. When she turned her head, she saw Xue Jifeng holding the jar and "gurgling" down the wine, very bold and willful.

Ling Qing warned herself not to think about it anymore, but couldn't help but recall that year when she and Yan Yunlie went back to Tianjue Mountain to get Qingfeng's antidote, when they passed by Aunt Lian, Yan Yunlie stole the medicine that Aunt Lian had hidden. Wine, sit on the archway and drink with him.The blue sky and the lingering aroma of wine also made his heart gradually uncovered, and he realized the affection deeply buried in his heart.

Xue Jifeng held the wine jar, opened his mouth, and drank the last few drops of mellow liquid in the jar, and the whole jar was empty, and no more wine could be poured out.Xue Jifeng threw the jar down, and it shattered and cracked with a "bang", followed by the person flying down, and as soon as it landed, he drew out his long sword and started playing.

The sword energy of "咻咻" stirred the fluttering and falling snowflakes, and the sword light held tiny white spots, like dazzling flowers.

Xue Jifeng is getting more and more energetic, his figure is vigorous, he tosses and turns, his face is full of satisfaction after tasting the rich nectar, and he has a wanton and unrestrained smile.

Ling Qing watched and watched, suddenly his heart moved, he stood up and jumped, his plain clothes fluttered lightly, and he stepped on the wind, he was excellent in lightness, fell silently, turned around, drew his sword, and made a move, a series of movements were as smooth as clouds.

Xue Jifeng couldn't be happier to see an opponent with him, and Ling Qing also rose up casually, not as if the two were fighting each other, but more like practicing swords.

At the beginning, Xiaoer said a little worriedly, "Master, take it easy, the things here won't be able to withstand your tossing." But after a while, he clapped his hands and applauded again and again.

The pure white crystals fell down, as if to wash the world. Ling Qing was dressed in white, which looked extraordinarily dusty. He didn't practice with a serious attitude, so his sword moves were more casual.

He practiced the Qinghong school's inner strength and mental method. The Qinghong school's martial arts are for strengthening the body rather than killing. Once the mind is released, the wanton and casual pleasure makes him feel comfortable.

When Xue Jifeng's sword swept over, he climbed up the pillar with his hands, stepped on the wall and turned around, and when he reached the highest point, he stepped on the pillar and flew down, with a light tap of his toes, but landed firmly On the tip of the sword Xue Jifeng was holding.

That elegant white dress, and the fine flying catkins scattered all around, seem to be integrated into one, and like a lotus blooming in this coldness, it is fresh and pure.

The two of them maintained this posture and faced each other silently for a while, Xue Jifeng suddenly shook the tip of the sword, Ling Qing leaped back into the air, and landed safely.

The snow fell a little heavier, Ling Qing raised his head and looked towards the sky, under the deep and endless sky as black as the sea, pieces of whiteness fell down and landed on his face, icy cold, but for some reason, his mood at this moment was more intense. It was much calmer before, unbelievably, as if it had settled with the falling snow.

Ling Qing put away Taishang Wangqing and looked at Xue Jifeng.

Xue Jifeng put the long sword back into its sheath and stretched, "Ah... feel refreshed, go back to sleep." After speaking, he smiled at Ling Qing, put the sword on his shoulder, and walked back with it.

Ling Qing raised his hand, and the crystal snow flakes lightly fell on Taishang Wangqing, and he brushed it away with his fingers, and there was a icy cold touch under his fingers, it was hard to tell whether it was those snow flakes or the jade sword itself.

Upstairs, Yan Yunlie stood in front of the window, his eyes fixed on the white figure in the courtyard for a long time, and he couldn't leave for a moment...

Of course he heard the movement on the roof. He originally wanted to go up and kick Xue Jifeng down, and take Ling Qing back to his room by the way, but he saw Ling Qing followed Xue Jifeng to dance swords below.

Thinking of the last time Ling Qing and Xue Jifeng practiced swords, he almost lost his temper in the practice, so he burst into anger and prepared to go on, but after seeing Ling Qing's expression, he just stood there in a daze.

The figure of the young man in white, holding a sword and dancing under the flying snow in the sky, is inexhaustibly elegant and unrestrained, and he hasn't seen such a relaxed and wanton expression on Ling Qing's face for a long time...

In fact, he has been worried all the time. Does Ling Qing really feel good when he is with him now?Is there anything I can't do enough?

He knew that the hurts and shadows left in Ling Qing's heart by those things in the past would not disappear from his heart immediately, and it might be possible to follow him for the rest of his life, because now he often thinks about the past, occasionally waking up at night Come on, when he saw Ling Qing's sleeping face lying beside him, he would have this idea——

If Ling Qing hadn't met him back then, maybe he would have lived a more carefree life...?

But it is impossible for me to let go of him, that feeling has already been planted, even if there are wind, rain and twists and turns in the middle, it will not affect that seed to take root and sprout, branch and grow leaves until it is as dense as a forest.

Seeing the white figure in the courtyard retracting his sword and walking back, Yan Yunlie closed the window and walked to the door. Hearing the sound of footsteps gradually approaching, he calculated the time to open the door and pulled the person who was passing by his door. , then close the door.

"Yan...?"

There were still a lot of snowflakes on the man, Yan Yunlie locked him in his arms and used his body temperature to disperse the chill on his body, "When you were playing that sword technique just now...it was so beautiful..."

Ling Qing was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled, "You peeked at me practicing sword, are you planning to break my sword technique?"

Yan Yunlie pinched Ling Qing's chin with his fingers and told him to turn his head sideways, "I didn't peep at you practicing sword..."

He continued, "I am peeping at you..."

Whispering softly, she printed her lips on it at the same time...

After resting in the inn for two days, several people went on the road again. At this time, the atmosphere in the carriage was much better than before, but when they arrived at the camp in Yongzhou, they saw something unexpected.

"Sister, how could this happen?"

In the military camp of Yongzhou garrison, injured soldiers could be seen everywhere. Ruan Suxue had just helped a wounded patient healed the wound, and came out of the camp holding a plate with bottles and cans on it. She followed the sound and looked over. Ling Qing and the others showed a bit of surprise on their faces.

"Ling Qing, why are you here?"

Ruan Suxue handed the things in her hand to a soldier beside her, and came over to hold Ling Qing's hand, as if she hadn't seen her intimacy for a long time, but Yan Yunlie noticed that Ruan Suxue put her hand on Ling Qing's veins.

"My sister led the army to go out, how can I rest assured? I could have arrived earlier, but because Brother Dongli was ambushed and captured, I rushed to rescue him first, and it took me a while to get here."

Ruan Suxue patted his hand lightly, "It's been a hard journey."

After saluting to King Anyang and Dongli Muyun, Ruan Suxue turned to the soldier who took her medicine tray, "Liu Ping, arrange some camps for King Anyang, King Dongzhou, and these knights. They have traveled a long distance, take them to rest first." Turning back to Ling Qing, his face was a little heavy, "Ling Qing, come with me."

Seeing Ruan Suxue call Ling Qing away alone after touching Ling Qing's veins, Yan Yunlie's whole heart ached, worried that there was something wrong with Ling Qing's body and the child in his belly.

Yan Yunlie wanted to follow, but because of being slapped by Ruan Suxue before, he put Ruan Suxue in the group of Ling Qing's elders in his heart.Although Ruan Suxue was female, but the elders didn't speak up, and he didn't dare to post it, so he stood there, either leaving or staying, with an anxious expression on his face.

Ling Qing turned around and saw his anxious look, and laughed inwardly.

Entering Ruan Suxue's tent, Ruan Suxue asked him to sit first, went to find a bottle of pills in the box, walked back to him, poured two pills and handed them to him in the palm of his hand, "Eat this, compared to me , you should worry more about yourself."

Ling Qing took the two pills in her hand and pinched them between her fingers. After hearing what Ruan Suxue said, she showed a worried look on her face.

Seeing him like this, Ruan Suxue laughed, "What kind of expression do you have? If there is really something wrong with that in your stomach, will I just let you eat these two things?"

Ling Qing lowered her head in embarrassment, silently put the two pills into her mouth and swallowed them.

Ruan Suxue sat down next to him, "It seems that a lot of things happened to you along the way?"

Ling Qing nodded, and then told him what happened on the way from Tianjue Mountain to the camp here, and then couldn't wait to express the doubts that arose when he entered the camp, "Sister, what happened here?" ? Why are there so many soldiers injured?"

Ling Qing had heard of how brave the Qi Family Army was back then. Although the Qi Family Army had been implicated a lot after Qi Jingyue was murdered, out of loyalty to the Qi Family and responsibilities to the people of the world, many original The soldiers of the Qi Family Army came back to Qi Family voluntarily after Qi Family was rehabilitated.

He saw it last time when he was preparing to enter the palace to serve the king. Those people all looked resolute, brave and majestic, and what he saw just now... Could it be that the Liao Kingdom sent so many people this time that they couldn't handle it?

Ruan Suxue sighed, "I can't tell what's going on. They were fine before going into battle to kill the enemy, but the opponent's army was defeated as soon as the drums rang, so after two times, the lieutenants and I dared not let them take the initiative to attack." , can only retreat first and think about countermeasures."

"So weird...?"

"Before I came to Yongzhou, I received an urgent letter from the guard here, telling me about this weird thing. I didn't quite believe it at first, but this guard was Jing Yue's life-and-death friend. I don't think he would talk nonsense. It's nonsense, but I didn't expect it to be true...

"It's just in time for you to come. Although I have studied medicine thoroughly, I also disguised myself as a man and worked as a military doctor in the military camp when I was a girl, but it is far inferior to the knowledge and knowledge you have been through all these years of traveling in the rivers and lakes."

"Sister, you've won the award. I can't figure out what the reason is after hearing you say that. If you recall it again, how did those soldiers feel?"

Ruan Suxue stood up, thought carefully, and then said, "From what you said, those soldiers seem to say that they heard a strange sound when they were meeting the enemy, which made their heads buzz and they couldn't concentrate. Killing the enemy, some people even had illusions in front of their eyes, and even regarded their own people as Liao people."

sound?

"Then sister, have you ever heard such a voice?"

Ruan Suxue shook her head, "It's strange because I can't hear anything."

At first, hearing Ruan Suxue say that after hearing the "drums of war", the army was defeated, and coupled with the situation she described, Ling Qing guessed that there might be some expert in the opponent's camp, using the army drums to disturb people's spirits.

The reason why Ruan Suxue couldn't hear it might have something to do with her lack of martial arts and internal strength. People with advanced internal strength are more likely to be affected by such things, but whether this is the case, he is not completely sure now.

Ling Qing came out of Ruan Suxue's camp, and was about to ask Yan Yunlie about the rhythm, but there was a lot of noise in the camp.

"what happened?"

"Ling Qing!" Xue Jifeng jumped out from the crowd, "Look at the five of us, there are only two tents, how do we divide them?"

The lieutenant general named Liu Ping turned his head and showed a sad face, "It's hard to squeeze everyone, the army really can't spare so many tents."

"Just an extra tent?"

Ling Qing reassured Xue Jifeng, "It's understandable that there is a shortage of supplies at the border station. In this kind of place, you don't need to stick to the details. Just squeeze it."

This time, it was Xue Jifeng who showed a face full of tears, "Are you talking about how to squeeze?"

Dongli Muyun is a prince, and King Anyang's identity is even more unusual. He stood there silently, with the words clearly written on his face: How can such a noisy commoner live in the same tent as this king?

Ling Qing patted Xue Jifeng on the shoulder, "You and I and Yan Yunlie..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Yunlie pointed to Liu Ping, "You can live with him."

"Ah?" Xue Jifeng opened his mouth wide and turned to Liu Ping.

Liu Ping quickly waved his hand, "My place is full of confidential official documents, no one else can enter."

A certain person who was dubbed as an idler squatted aside and drew a circle.

"The firewood stack can also sleep people."

Ling Qing glared at Yan Yunlie fiercely, "Brother Xue, you just have to settle with us."

Although he didn't need to sleep on the pile of firewood, Xue Jifeng didn't feel happy either. He probably always felt that he was disturbing others or something. The gloomy Yan University leader looked like he would chop him up and feed him to the wild wolves.

After a short rest, several people and the lieutenants of the army gathered in the commander's tent to discuss countermeasures.

"Ling Shaoxia, you guessed that the sound of the Liao people's war drums might have affected the consciousness of our soldiers. This is too unbelievable. Why is nothing wrong with their people?"

The speaker was another lieutenant general, Yinhu. He had a beard and a strong figure. He seemed straightforward and spoke outspokenly.

Liu Ping said to him, "You only know how to wield guns and knives all day long, how do you know that real masters in the world can hurt people without swords."

"Hey, it's all nonsense, Lord Yin, I don't believe there is such a person." Yinhu patted his strong shoulder, "Master Yin, I went to battle to kill the enemy, relying on my brute strength and that golden ring knife , can hurt people without a sword, isn't it a demon who is crooked, a member of the devil's religion?"

Xue Jifeng laughed, "Don't tell me, we have a member of the Demon Cult here, and he is still the leader."

As soon as he finished speaking, Rick quieted down in the tent, and Yan Yunlie glanced at Xue Jifeng, his murderous aura forced Xue Jifeng to shrink his neck.

Ling Qing looked at Yan Yunlie, before he could speak, he saw Yan Yunlie turned his head to him and smiled slightly, indicating that he was okay, then took out the piccolo from his arms, brought it to his mouth and began to play.

Ling Qing knew that Yan Yunlie had no intention of hurting others, and was curious, so she didn't block her hearing.

The melodious flute sound is melodious and desolate, and the tune fluctuates slowly and quickly. At first, it still makes people feel clear and moving, but after a while, the tune changes suddenly, making people unable to keep up with the rhythm. Feeling that the qi and blood are being pushed and blocked by a force, coupled with the ever-increasing Qingyue melody in my ears, as if urging something, the two forces began to contend...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

This word woke up everyone present, and Yan Yunlie's flute stopped immediately.

Ling Qing directed his Qi back to Yuan, and let out a deep breath. He just knew that Yan Yunlie was giving an example to the people present, but he unconsciously moved his true energy to compete with his rhythm. If Yinhu hadn't called out in time Stop, it is estimated that I will confront the internal force contained in the tune.

Looking at the others, Dongli Muyun's face changed slightly, as if he was calming down his breath; Xue Jifeng wiped the sweat from his head with his sleeve, and according to his temperament, it was obvious that he was fighting against Yan Yunlie's song with all his strength just now; King Anyang always looked indifferent to foreign things, even if it affected him, he would not pay attention to it; while Ruan Suxue just looked at everyone a little strangely, Liu Ping and the other lieutenants were slightly affected.

Yan Yunlie put away the piccolo, but Yinhu still seemed unconvinced, he thumped the table and said, "Master Yin, I still don't believe it, if the war drum can really disturb people's consciousness, why didn't the Liao people respond?" ?”

"Maybe those Liao people are all deaf?" King Anyang said slowly.

"In fact, as long as you can't hear it, it's fine. It's okay to seal your hearing and then use other methods to command the soldiers." Although Ling Qing disagreed with King Anyang's statement, he agreed with him, as long as he couldn't hear it, it would not be affected .

Ruan Suxue thought for a while and said, "I think this method can be tried. The soldiers sealed the acupoints with golden needles and didn't listen to the Liao people's war drums. Liu Ping, you asked people to draw a few big flags to replace our war drums. " Then he looked at Yan Yunlie, "I also invite Master Yan to fight together, and meet the opponent's expert for a while."

Hearing that there was a way to deal with it, the morale of the subordinate soldiers was immediately boosted. After dismissing the lieutenants, only Ruan Suxue, Dongli Muyun, Anyang Wang and Ling Qing were left in the tent.

Ruan Suxue swept away the gentleness before, and the expression on her face became a bit colder, she said to Anyang King, "Your Majesty Anyang should understand that you have a different position from your concubines. Although you did not cause the Qi family today, it is also your lord who disciplined you." Due to the ineffectiveness of your subordinates, now that the prince is here, the military camp is important, and the concubines can't guarantee your safety, the prince."

Ling Qing didn't expect Ruan Suxue to speak so directly, and the atmosphere in the camp suddenly became awkward.

After hearing Ruan Suxue's words, King Anyang's expression froze, and then he smiled lightly with that indifferent attitude.

"This king was born as the younger brother of the late emperor, and now the emperor's uncle. Naturally, he has the responsibility to do his best to maintain the stability of the throne. It is true that this king failed to persuade the late emperor to save General Qi in time, but this king can swear to heaven, this king The king has no interest in the picture in your hand... Huo Xian did anything to frame you and pray for your family, and his intention is to collect a lot of property to recruit soldiers and overthrow the regime."

Ruan Suxue still had a cold face, "Now that Huo Xian is dead, there is no way to prove it. No matter how you shirk responsibility, my lord, it is useless!"

Ruan Suxue was dressed in a gold silk soft armor war gown and a female crown on her head. She was dignified and solemn, with a bit of masculine might. I don’t care about it, but one day I will ask you to pay it back.”

The muscles at the corners of King Anyang's mouth twitched twice, and the original calmness seemed to be unable to hold on any longer.

At this time, Dongli Muyun stood up, "Madam Qi, we will come to Yongzhou this time because we got a hint from Senior Xie Tianji that there may be a Zhenguo tripod hidden in the Mausoleum of Emperor Yan, and someone is here Play those Ding's ideas."

The sharpness in Ruan Suxue's eyes softened a bit, "According to what you said, someone did attack me several times at night, but I thought it was the Liao people."

Ling Qing couldn't help being surprised, "Why didn't my sister put more guards outside the camp?"

Ruan Anxue laughed, "Wouldn't the target be more obvious? What's more...they are really here for Emperor Yan's Mausoleum, and what they want is not on me at the moment."