Three hundred and seventy-seven

In the Frontier Protoss Temple, the noble Yun Tilt Hua reclined lazily in the wide seat, his eyelids half-drooping, his long eyelashes casting a shadow under his eyes. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info he stared at the light blue figure who was forced to kneel below, and his momentum was not angry and arrogant.

"Shangrong, you know that you are wrong."

It seems to be a casual inquiry, but only the person concerned knows how strong the coercion is involved.

There were only two of them in the main hall, sitting and kneeling, which made people feel delusional in a trance. Obviously, not long ago, the two could still sit on an equal footing, and Shangrong's attitude towards Yun Tianhua was really not friendly or respectful, so bad that it was as if the two were mortal enemies. However, it didn't take long for him to kneel at the other party's feet, even if he was not willing.

Shangrong looked at Yun Tianhua who was sitting with a complicated expression, although he didn't know very well what the golden divine seal in the center of his eyebrows was, but he also knew that it was not simple, just the coercion emanating from the other party was enough to make him understand that the current Yun Tianhua was definitely not comparable to him.

It can be said that there is no one in this world who can compare with him......

However, even if he was much stronger than him, so what? He doesn't feel that he has done anything wrong, his lover is missing, shouldn't he be anxious? Isn't it right to go to war with the enemy in order to find your lover? It's all human nature, so what's wrong with him?

"What's wrong with it?"

His expression was indifferent, without the slightest guilt or regret, and asked Yun Qianhua lightly, the latter's expression was cold, and his eyebrows, which were already covered with thin frost, immediately condensed.

"Do you know how many heavenly soldiers and generals have been damaged because of your selfish decision, and how many innocent people have died?"

"On the battlefield, everything can happen, isn't it, besides, starting a war means that death and injury are inevitable, why do you blame me?"

Yes, all beings are innocent, but Gu Muyao and the others are not innocent, are Miao Miao not innocent, why should they be involved again and again. And if they are involved, no one cares, and the casualties of others immediately attract blame, why?

Shangrong, who already had opinions on Yun Tinghua, had no intention of being soft at all, and had the posture of carrying Yun Tinghua to the end.

"Oh, why do you ask me? Well, I'll tell you why! โ€

Before the words fell, the next moment he could only detect an inky afterimage passing through the void.

"Bang-"

"Poofโ€”"

It's just a blink of an eye, Yun Tianhua has returned to his seat, reclining his body, extremely lazy, and the light blue figure that was originally kneeling below has been kicked away, until it hits the temple door behind it.

The moment he slipped to the ground, Shang Rong didn't hold back a mouthful of blood and immediately squirted out.

"Don't talk about identity, just because I'm better than you, whether you accept it or not."

Sensing that Yun Qianhua had lost his coercion, Shangrong got up from the ground in embarrassment, knelt on one knee, and then raised his sleeve to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph, Yun Qianhua, even if you are better than me, emotionally, you will always be a loser."

He sneered, the curvature of the corners of his mouth was extremely sarcastic, this was simply a naked/naked/naked provocation, Yun Tianhua narrowed his phoenix eyes, and the ink-colored pupils were bottomless, making it impossible to figure out what he was thinking in his heart.

After being silent for a long time, the people who are too quiet and depressed can't get out of breath. He obviously didn't do anything, but he already made Shangrong feel a lot of pressure, and the whole person was like an invisible big stone pressing down on him.

"That's it for today, Shangrong, you are the main general, I hope you can treat things rationally, I can't stay at the border for the time being, in the time before I come back, I hope this kind of problem will not occur again, otherwise even you, the deity will not spare you."

In the last sentence, he directly used the honorific title, directly expressing the seriousness and seriousness in the words, and he must be able to face his words squarely and must pay attention to them.

The latter tilted his head slightly and snorted coldly, although he didn't speak, but he also indirectly promised Yun Qianhua that he would not mess around because of his own personal feelings.

The two were silent for a while, and when Yun Tianhua stood up and was about to leave, Shangrong bit his lower lip and suddenly said softly: "Although I don't think I'm at fault, ...... I'm sorry! โ€

"You shouldn't have said sorry to me, you didn't feel sorry for me, you should have told the soldiers outside who were born and died for your own selfish feelings. If today you lead the immortals to fight in order to expel demons, I have nothing to say, but you use your power for personal gain, abuse your private power, and cause the immortals to suffer heavy losses, so let's do it yourself! โ€

"Miao Miao is missing...... Shang Rong raised his head, his eyes were full of bloodshots, after the tide of impulse receded, he calmed down and returned to reason, his eyes suddenly surged with anxiety and sadness, as well as self-blame that he couldn't let go: "If I hadn't quarreled with her that day, she wouldn't have left in a mood, and now that she is missing, I can't escape the blame, I'm really anxious!" Can you understand me, right, if Gu Muyao disappeared in front of you now, you wouldn't be able to deal with it calmly! โ€

Yun Tianhua stood there silent, and after about half a cup of tea, he turned around and left the hall without looking at Shangrong.

In an instant, the hall where only Shangrong was left immediately became extremely silent and empty, he collapsed and leaned against the door panting, because of the internal injuries, his face was also very pale, but he had no intention of healing, his mind was full of Miao Miao, worried about where Miao Miao was being abused or wronged at the moment.

"I'm sorry ......"

He tilted his head slightly, closed his eyes, and his face was full of pain.

It's just that he didn't know if he said this apology to the soldiers who were born and died for him, or for Miao Miao, who had disappeared.

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At this time, the person he was so worried about was in a gray palace that seemed to be built in chaos.

Miao Miao looked at the scene in the light curtain, and her heart ached and couldn't help herself.

"What do you want, what do you want, you let me go, let me go......"

She was the only one in the dark space, and if it weren't for the light curtain, she would have been in the darkness right now.

At first she was still yelling, calling for someone to come out, but when she shouted to the back, she could no longer shout, and could only whisper mournfully, like a wounded young beast trapped in a cage.

"Promise my terms."

A voice sounded in the void, low and slightly ethereal, as if coming from a distant void.

Miao Miao nodded hurriedly, two lines of tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, and she choked up: "I promise you, I promise you, please ...... Let me out. โ€

"Good!"

Miao Miao knew that the moment she nodded, she had no choice, let alone any room for regret. But during this time, looking at the things Shangrong did for her, she really couldn't bear it.