() For a man who can trample on his own flesh and bones and treat them as child's play, his life is no less insignificant.

Beichang never dreamed that Zi Ye would suddenly make a move, and his eyes locked on his heart in disbelief, watching the blood smear his clothes little by little.

"You...... I'm your grandfather...... How can you? ”

Zi Ye's wrist once again entered a point, and his eyes went straight to the bottom of his eyes.

"As I said, there are some things we have in common, we are all cold-blooded people...... But here's the difference...... In order to achieve your goal, you can sacrifice a qiē around you, including flesh and blood, but I am willing to carry a qiē in order to protect the people I think are worth protecting...... Just like now, I am willing to bear the infamy of killing ancestors for the sake of the Northern Han Dynasty...... Because I think it's worth ......."

Her gaze was cold and merciless, and her subordinates exerted force again, and the last blades finally entered.

Beichang suddenly grabbed her hand and wanted to speak, but in the end he was unable to go down.

"Grandpa......" Beihan couldn't help but let out a sad cry, and knelt on the ground with a pop.

"Beihan, do you know what I saved you?"

Beihan looked up at her with teary eyes and shook his head slowly.

"Because you are more human than he ......"

Beihan kowtowed heavily at Beichang: "Grandpa, I'm sorry, you can't go back to Beijiabao...... If you go back, it will set off a bloody storm......"

He didn't want to involve Ziye in this troubled water, but without involving her, he couldn't explain the sword wound on his body.

Therefore, the only way is to bury Beichang here.

In order to prevent anyone from finding him, after the Northern Han buried him deeply, only a rock was left, and no tombstone was left.

Purple Night picked up a piece of soil and sprinkled it around the rocks.

"Grandpa, although I personally sent you on the road, but this handful of soil is the next trip that my granddaughter sent you......"

Her eyes trembled imperceptibly, and she suddenly looked at Beihan.

"You go back, I won't go back to Beijiabao again...... As soon as this is done, I will go back to the capital......"

"What about my aunt?"

"She? You can take care of her for me......" Zi Ye lowered her eyes and hid all her feelings.

"But...... Since she has remembered you, I think she wants to be with you......"

"No...... She has become accustomed to her life...... My life is not for her ......"

……

Although the dragon has been released by the purple night, because the wound on the tail has not healed, it is temporarily recuperating in bronze.

It's Zhu Huang, since this thing left the purple night, he has no conscience, as if he forgot about her, and completely dissolved in the dark forest.

At first, Ziye was still curious about what attracted this foodie.

But when she let go of all her spiritual sense, she instantly understood why Zhu Huang was so happy.

The entire dark forest is a treasure of feng shui, and under the spiritual sense, all kinds of colorful light are like neon at night, brilliant and dazzling.

These colorful lights all come from the spiritual grass in the depths of the forest.

Thinking that Zhu Huang hadn't eaten anything since he followed him, Zi Ye was very conscious, and he collected all the spiritual grass into the Nine Star Pagoda like a devil entering the village.

With these spirit grasses here, it is estimated that it will be enough for that foodie to eat for a long time.

……

In the early morning garden, Zi Shaofeng shook the dew on the petals into the small porcelain pot, and his movements were extremely careful.

"Master, there's a letter from the frontier......" Zeng Shuo's loud voice made his hands tremble, and the dew that he had finally collected spilled some more.

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