Qing Huan's last sober consciousness was that a small Gu worm crawling out of Miaoshan's cuffs flew towards her. Before she could react, the little Gu worm landed on the center of her eyebrows, and a sharp stinging pain suddenly came from the skin on her forehead, and she completely fainted.

"Miaoshan, you've done a great job. Now, I have no choice but to answer you. Rong Huai's voice was very low, and he pulled Qinghuan up and threw it to Miaoshan. Miao Shan used her only remaining left arm to hug Qinghuan with great effort, allowing her to lean peacefully in her arms. When the woman let her hold it intact, she let go of a heart that had been hanging for a long time, and her stiff body slowly relaxed.

"That's it, that's it. I've waited so long, I don't care about waiting. Rong Huai's face was calm, and his cool gaze lingered on Qinghuan's face, "How many things can your forgetfulness Gu make her forget?" ”

"How much does the Lord want her to forget?" Miao Shan replied weakly.

"Preferably ...... All. Rong Huai got up and picked up the sword on the ground, and wiped the blood on it with his fingers, "It's better to turn her memories into a blank slate, I don't want to leave her life, and I have been left with the hidden danger of secret leakage." ”

"Forgetting Gu is extremely damaging to a person's body, and it is almost impossible to erase a person's memory overnight. It will take a month for her subordinates to release the Forgetful Gu on her once a day before her memories can be completely whitewashed. Miao Shan forcibly endured the bloody breath in his mouth, and it seemed a little difficult to say such a paragraph.

"I don't care what means you use, show me her mouth, and I'll send someone to investigate in a month. Don't try to do anything under my eyes, don't let my trust in you end here. ”

"Ahem...... Thank you, Lord. Miao Shan coughed up a little blood, and he didn't bother to wipe it clean, for fear that Rong Huai would regret it in the next moment. She helped Qing Huan onto her back with one hand, the terrible wound on her right shoulder was still dripping blood from the ground, if she hadn't stopped a few important acupoints and took out all the medical Gu on her body, she wouldn't have survived until now.

Rong Huai put the long sword back into its sheath, and watched with an expressionless face as Miao Shan left from the back door of the main hall of Banglang Pavilion with a half-back and half-dragged Qinghuan. He looked down at the arm lying on the ground again, and glanced away faintly.

It's getting dark.

Nan Yang rubbed his sour eyes, and then went to get the teapot on the table, but he couldn't pour a drop of tea anymore. She closed the book in her hand and squinted out the window.

"It's been so long...... Nan Yang whispered to herself, "she shouldn't be stupid enough to actually stand there facing the wall." ”

Thinking of Qing Huan's sad face when she hugged Ben Tiangang Shifang Array by her side during the day, she smiled lightly and shook her head: "It's really not necessarily, that stupid appearance." ”

"Nanyang."

Nan Yang turned around in response and saw Rong Huai standing at the threshold at some point, his hands crossed in front of his chest, his expression gentle and elegant.

"Senior brother, what's wrong?" Nanyang Hui Road.

Rong Huai straightened up and leaned against the door frame, with a just right smile on his face: "I just passed by the Library Pavilion, it was almost dark, and the disciple who guarded the door said that you were still in the Pavilion, so I would come to see you." ”

"Senior Brother Lao is worried, I'm about to go back to Rongkuge." Nan Yang stood up as he spoke, took care of his clothes, and walked towards the door.

"The night is dark and the snow is heavy, I'll send you back."

"It's okay, I'm sorry for the trouble." Nan Yang nodded politely.

Rong Huai thoughtfully helped Nan Yang open the door, helped her hold up an umbrella, and carried a wind lantern in the other hand to illuminate the road where the two people were going to walk brighter and clearer.

The sky was hazy and dark near night, and the snow floating in the air showed a strange whiteness, making it almost impossible to see the buildings in front of them. An umbrella could not properly cover the two of them, and there were always large snowflakes falling from the side onto their robes, pausing for a moment, and then falling again as they walked.

"Nanyang, it's been a long time since I've had a good chat with you." Rong Huai suddenly sighed.

"What does Senior Brother want to talk about?"

"Your ideas and opinions are always unique, so let's talk about the general trend in the world. For example, it is so big today that it is divided into the Central Plains, the East China Sea, the West Desert, Bashu, the Northern Xinjiang, the Southern Xinjiang, the Nanling, the South China Sea and other places, which seem to be unified, but they are also divided. How do you think we can really merge all of these forces? ”

"Senior brother, if you want to talk about the world, the world is too big, and no one will be able to really swallow them. It should be a normal pattern for multiple forces to involve and coexist with each other. Nan Yang replied slowly, "However, these are not related to the Northern Punishment. ”

Rong Huai ignored Nan Yang's last sentence and continued to ask, "Why do you say that no one can truly unify the four seas?" ”

"The larger the territory of a dynasty, the shorter it will survive. A wise monarch should be able to control his own power. ”

"You're right, but you're not right." Rong Huai sighed.

Nan Yang didn't take it to heart: "Right or wrong, everyone has their own ideas, and no one's ideas can be all right." ”

"Interesting. Nan Yang is really different from the senior brother, and he can still talk to me. Rong Huai smiled silently.

"Senior brother is certainly strict, but he is not pedantic."

"I'm not saying he's pedantic, it's just that there are some things that I don't agree with. I envy you more than my brother. Rong Huai carefully tilted the umbrella to the side of Nanyang, and most of his body was exposed to the snow, "Although we are cultivating together, the three of us have different mentalities, only you are truly indifferent to fame and fortune, beyond the world." Now what can make you worry is just a light joy. ”

"......" Nan Yang lowered his head and was silent.

"Nanyang, to tell you the truth, people like you are worthy of being the head of the North Punishment. It's a pity that most of the things in the world are like this, and the most suitable ones are the most desireless. Rong Huai sighed.

"It's not important to be suitable, it's important to do it."

"yes...... You're right, it's important to do it. Rong Huai said with a smile. After a moment, the smile on his face slowly disappeared again, and he lowered his voice instead, "If one day I live up to my identity and fail you, will you be angry with me?" ”

Nan Yang turned his head to look at Rong Huai's side face, and said lightly: "You won't, I believe you." ”

"Why do you believe me so much?"

“…… No why, you are my senior brother, shouldn't I believe you? Nan Yang replied in a low voice.

Rong Huai looked at Nan Yang in silence and smiled. After a while, he handed her the umbrella in his hand: "I remember that there are still some things, so I won't send you to Rongkuge, the umbrella and lamp are given to you, be careful yourself." ”

"Senior brother, be careful on the road."

"Well, we'll see you another day." Rong Huai nodded to Nan Yang, didn't stop long, and then turned around and changed his route.

When Nan Yang returned to Rong Ku Pavilion, Shao Xiu happened to squat on the edge of the gate to play in the snow, and when she saw Nan Yang coming back, she ran towards her excitedly, and obediently took the paper umbrella and wind lantern in Nan Yang's hand: "Master, Master, you can be counted as back, it's already dark." ”

Nan Yang touched Shaoxiu's head, but his eyes looked back and forth on both sides, and asked, "What about your senior sister?" ”

"Which senior sister?" Shaoxiu asked softly.

"The one who came back the night before yesterday."

"Oh...... I didn't see her today, didn't Master go out with her early in the morning? ”

Nan Yang was stunned and looked down at Shaoxiu: "She didn't come back?" ”

"No, hasn't Senior Sister been with Master all the time?"

"It's not that the child's temper has come up, isn't it just that I had a few cold words with her during the day......" Nan Yang sighed and called Shaoxiu, "Give me the umbrella, I'll go find her." ”

"Okay." Shaoxiu was very smart and never said much, only obediently handed her Nan Yang's umbrella, and watched Nan Yang turn around and walk out of the Rongku Pavilion.

Nanyang did not return all night this night.