Fast travel: the 101st be

As it turns out, a cat that hasn't had its claws plucked never knows it hurts to scratch.

Rong Yue is still acting as a monster, Cheng Yuan is actually a little bit embarrassed, asking what love is in the world, this question is probably best understood by Rong Yue.

Originally, she was also a likable, ignorant, innocent and even kind and gentle little girl.

In front of Lingye's friend's house, Lingye and Cheng Yuan stood outside, and Rongyue stood inside the door.

Ling Ye asked her to wait for him here on the grounds that he was worried about the exhaustion of Rong Yue's boat and car, and came back to pick her up after sending Cheng Yuan off.

Rong Yue didn't want to, she was miserable, and she burst into tears.

She said that she is really not tired, she also has some medical skills, and after all, there will be a care for them by their side.

At this moment, Kou Lingye turned his head to look at Cheng Yuan, talking about medical skills...

Cheng Yuan only raised one eyebrow, with a smile on his lips, as if he didn't know why Ling Ye suddenly looked at him.

Rongyue was finally placed in the safe zone.

Cheng Yuan wore a moon-white fox fur and walked side by side with Ling Ye.

"Why don't you let her go with you?"

"Do you want to try it with a silver needle before every meal?"

Cheng Yuan smiled, "Those who don't know think you care about me."

"Your leg is injured and your body is not good. Even if you think more than her, you probably won't be able to handle it."

Cheng Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then he figured it out, "Why are you afraid that Marquis Ding'an will be dissatisfied with a cripple?"

Lingye turned his head to look at him, not for this reason.

But what could be the reason?

The corners of Cheng Yuan's eyes were slightly upturned, dry lint flew by, and seemed a little confused. Cheng Yuan raised his hand and rubbed it, and Ling Ye unconsciously looked at it for a while.

Cheng Yuan crushed the reed fluff, and seemed a little puzzled, "Strange, where did the reed fluff come from in the capital?"

Lingye took Cheng Yuan for a walk outside the city for the first time that day. Although it was winter, there had been no snow in the past few days. The sky was dry and the weather was dry. It looked really spectacular.

Cheng Yuan has never seen such a spectacular scene in modern times. In modern times, it must be a scenic spot with over [-] daily traffic?

"The reed marshes on the border between Jingguo and Jiangguo are very famous." Lingye said suddenly.

"I can see it." Cheng Yuan didn't take his eyes away, the instant visual impact was really shocking, especially the posture of thousands of miles of reeds falling and swaying when the winter wind blows is even more beautiful.

"Do you know why the reeds here grow so well?" Lingye suddenly asked again.

"Ok?"

"This was originally an ancient battlefield, and the bones of thousands of people were buried under it. Most of the living things have some spirituality. These reeds are nourished by flesh and blood, and they grow wildly like this year after month." Lingye said lightly.

Cheng Yuan crushed a handful of reed sticks, and the catkins fluttered in the air.

"It's estimated how many times Reed has witnessed the change of dynasties." He said.

"Being the king and defeating the bandits has always been the law of this troubled world." Ling Ye said.

"It is also an existence that is more important than everything else. In this troubled world, it is like love, like righteousness, like peace." Cheng Yuan now has two personalities in his body, and the part of Cheng Yuan told him, yes, in this troubled world, he is guaranteed to survive It is the most important thing, and to ensure that you survive, then you must go to the top of the food chain, and still have no peace, and still have to accept endless trials and beatings.

And over time, this law will become a habit of self-reliance rather than a forced and helpless choice. Everyone wants to be king.

So he received the grace of Ling Ye and his mother, but he was able to use and destroy it mercilessly afterwards.On the balance of the two, he felt that Lingye's grievances and resentments were nothing compared to his own ambitions and hegemony.

But he was wrong.

He spent a lot of time thinking about it, but found that he couldn't figure it out.

Before he could think it over, he had let Ling Ye go in one piece.

It's also strange, as soon as he let go, he thought it over clearly, and he was glad that he made the right choice to let Lingye go.

But looking at it from another angle, he obviously lost again, a crushing defeat, keeping a low profile for so long, and abandoning everything once, I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

Especially at the end of the trouble, Ling Ye didn't stay by his side, he had nothing.

After Cheng Yuan said that, he didn't speak again. Lingye said something later and no one responded. He felt that it was not in line with Cheng Yuan's temperament, so he turned his head and found Cheng Yuan staring at the reeds in a daze.

"Let's go," he said. "Tomorrow you can go to Jing Country."

After speaking, he walked back a few steps, regardless of whether the people behind him would follow.

Cheng Yuan came back to his senses, the corner of his mouth curled into a very shallow arc, he turned around, and shouted at Lingye's back, "Lingye."

Ling Ye turned around.

"It's really given to Marquis Ding'an, and you will never see me again."

The corners of the mouth are curved just right, the moon white fox fur is clean but eye-catching, and there are thousands of miles of reeds behind, and the flying catkins are floating in the air.

It may be its fate that Jingguo was handed over to the current Marquis of Ding'an.

Just like Jiang Guo, which was once powerful in the past, had a Cheng Yuan.

Marquis Ding'an has been hunting outside for the past few days, saying that he wants to catch a snow fox that is rare in a hundred years, and he directly asked Lingye to send people to the place where he camped.

Lingye greeted people for a while, then left Cheng Yuan behind, and left with his men.

When he was leaving, Ling Ye subconsciously looked back at him, but Cheng Yuan didn't look at him, he was offering wine to Marquis Ding An, with a half-proud and half-flattering smile on his face.

The guard around him called him, and Ling Ye turned around, "It's okay, let's go."

Without the shackles of a carriage, Lingye planned to hurry back to Xiehouna overnight, pick up Rongyue, and then return to his own capital.

He led some strong dead soldiers, who would not hold back at all, and the sound of horseshoes in the forest under the moonlight in winter was particularly exciting.

Although the guards around him said they wouldn't hold back, they still chased him hard enough. They didn't understand why their master ran so fast.

Until the galloping black horse in front stopped suddenly, so suddenly that its front hooves almost flipped into the air, and the neighing sound of being forcibly strangled resounded through the sky.

Before all the soldiers could react, they saw their master suddenly turn his horse's head and go back at a faster speed than before.

Lingye wiped out a few guarding soldiers. After all, the Marquis of Ding'an was happy today, so most of them were unprepared.

He lifted the curtain of Marquis Ding'an.

Heartbeat stopped for a moment.

Marquis Ding'an's eyes were wide open, blood was all over his body, he had several holes in his body, and he spread out on the bed, dying with regret.

The other end of the knife is in the hands of Cheng Yuan. He is dressed in rags and blood is all over his body. His face is dotted with red, his hair is disheveled, wet against his temples, his face is pale, and his lips are whiter than his face. At this moment Staring at him dully, he looked more like a dead man than Marquis Ding'an.

His hamstrings and tendons have been picked, he is almost like a disabled person, his body has been tortured for many years, and he is not even comparable to the strength of ordinary people.

Although Marquis Ding'an is stupid, he is also a martial arts practitioner.

He didn't know how Cheng Yuan killed him.

Before their sergeant could react, Ling Ye carried Cheng Yuan onto the horse and rode away.

The person in his arms was leaning against him, with almost the weight of his whole body on Ling Ye, as if he couldn't hold himself up at all, groggy, and his mouth that was always incessant on weekdays was silent at this moment, and there was a strong smell in the air. The smell of blood.

Only then did Lingye realize that he was also injured, there was an extremely long gash in his waist, and his stomach was almost visible.

He suddenly panicked, he didn't know where he came from, and he didn't know why.

He was afraid that he would not wake up after falling asleep, and he was afraid that what would be picked up from him immediately would be a dead body with no temperature.

I'm afraid that those lips that are always talking nonsense one after another will never open and close again, and I'm also afraid that I won't be able to see the corners of his eyes that are slightly raised when he opens them.

"Don't sleep, just bear with it." He put one arm around Cheng Yuan to prevent him from slipping down, and with the other hand he was busy urging the exhausted horse.

Cheng Yuan opened his eyes, smiled, and was as angry as gossamer.

"In this way, your plan will not be completely abolished..."

Lingye's heart tightened suddenly, and he couldn't breathe like scratching his lungs.