Chapter 184 The vicissitudes of life are immortal, let it be high and let the birds fly (2)
Jun Yiao's temperament is unfathomable like the sea, and it is even more glamorous and arrogant to look at the world. He inquired about Qin Huai'an's ability to speak for someone, and he was precise, remembering his attitude towards Feng Ying.
A touch of incomprehension crept up his big forehead.
Yue Sanrong sat next to him, her cold eyes, and she couldn't help but face him. One of the young men was heroic, and the burden on his back bent over; On the one hand, ice and snow are smart, and there is never a lot of trouble with foreign affairs and foreign things.
You are my approval, no matter the past or future, I will not give up, let alone admit defeat easily, you will not be able to escape from me, and I will not give you a chance to escape!
Why?
Shang Rong, please believe what I do, some things have passed, I won't explain and I won't repeat the mistakes of the past, but please don't worry too much, one day with me, you don't have to worry about those sloppy things, I don't want you to face so much.
Is that so?
You don't seem to believe it?
A person who doesn't even give an explanation, a fool can believe it.
Ha, you're not, but you believe me, don't you? There aren't so many reasons between us, so leave those extraneous matters to me.
You're taking on too much.
That's a must, and I don't think you need a piece to do it.
So you never counted me in your storms, even in the face of human inquiries.
Yue Sanrong was no longer opposite him, lowered her head, and did not let people see clearly, what she had in her eyes was He Xu.
Jun Yiao returned to his senses, this group of people watched it with relish, and couldn't help but shake his head with amusement, and said to Qin Huai'an's eyes: "Qin Palace Master, that's my business with Shang Rong, and it has nothing to do with you and everyone, please ......."
"Bold." Qin Huai'an's temper came up, and he wanted to teach him a lesson on the spot, and the big knife in his hand came to his forehead.
All four stood up in shock. For the scene of a big fight without a word, a cold sweat broke out and I couldn't adapt to it.
"The palace master must not be angry." Bu Yeming had been following Yuecanghai's side for a long time, and he was calm and calm when he encountered things, and hurriedly stopped Qin Huai'an.
"The palace master will keep people under the knife." Jun Xuanli hurriedly pulled Jun Yiao away and said: "Jun Wuregret These days, he can't control the spirit yuan he brought since he was a child, and he will be on the verge of an outbreak every time, and he also asks the palace master not to look at the monk's face and see the Buddha's face to spare him." β
"Xiao Rong, thank you for the palace master's concern." Yue Sanrong saluted Qin Huai'an, the rivers and lakes were in chaos, and the palace master saw the true feelings of the blood, and became more and more concerned about the juniors, and said: "What the monarch said is correct, please don't worry too much, let us face it." β
Qin Huai'an came down with a knife, and saw that there was a lot of fluctuation in the people seat, Dudujun Yi'ao had a non-trivial attitude, with a temptation that was not good or bad, and was worried. His recognition of Xiao Rong is far more than his concern for his own stinky boy.
He could see that Jun Yiao's attitude was warm, and he didn't give any explanation for Feng Ying's approach, and he felt that the dark aura in his body was the most important and the problem to face.
"Xiao Rong let the others out." Qin Huai'an swept his sleeves, and Bu Yeming, Jun Xuanli, and the people of the Xuanmen family left, leaving only Yue Sanrong and Jun Yi Ao to say: "Jun has no regrets, my patience is limited, now I ask you to answer truthfully." β
Jun Yi Ao bowed and said: "I will know everything that the Qin Palace Lord wants to ask, and I will say everything. If you have something to say, don't use the knife. β
Qin Huai'an asked, "How did you get the evil aura in your body?" β
Jun Yiao replied: "Palace Master, this is my business and has nothing to do with you. β
Qin Huai'an said: "Hmph, don't think you can carry the sky, do you think I'm here for you?" β
Jun Yiao asked: "Oh, who else will the palace master fail for?" β
Yue Sanrong said: "The lord of the palace of the monarch is his own person. β
"Shang Rong." Jun Yiao raised his voice to prevent people from speaking.
"Xiao Rong, don't talk too much." Qin Huai'an is more protective of people, and only said: "If he goes out to explore the rivers and lakes like this, sooner or later he will be buried by the waves of the world, Xiao Rong is really thinking about his future, let me interrogate and find a way to dissipate the evil aura in his body." β
Yue Sanrong's eyes moved, can the dark and evil qi on that person's body be dissolved?
Jun Yiao laughed presumptuously, "Haha." After laughing, he looked at Qin Huai'an, who was the first to sit, and only asked: "The palace master is so kind, but let the inferior also thank you, but why should I listen to you?" β
"I picked it up and it was mine, what do you want to dissolve and how do you dissolve, can you?"
Qin Huai'an immediately raised the knife and hummed.
Jun Yiao is a wrong body, bang. The knife fell on the table, cut the corner of the table, and when he came back, he went to his heart again. He picked up Hei Yuan in his hand, changed hands and held the handle of the knife, threw it back with a knife, and returned the knife to Qin Huai'an's vital point.
Yue Sanrong picked up the mystery and blocked it, with a bang, the sword was facing each other, looking at Jun Yiao with a look and going into the distance, the cold was everywhere and the bones were cold. Why don't you even give me room to talk? Without speaking, he turned and left the tent.
Outside the tent, Jun Xuanli, Bu Yeming and the people of the Xuanmen family gathered in a circle, and when they saw her walking out of the cold like ten thousand years of ice, they were all shocked, and they scattered and went back to rest, no longer caring about how Jun Yiao's breath came from.
Jun Xuan couldn't help it, stretched out his hand to grab the person, and spoke: "Miss Yue, please believe that Jun has no regrets about doing this, don't ......"
"Sect Master, please let go of Miss." Bu Yeming would give him a chance, he punched it with his hand, and after he let go of the pain, he immediately asked someone to go back to the camp and said: "Miss, I have prepared a place to rest, let's go and fight tomorrow." β
"Hmm." Yue Sanrong left.
was caught again, and an arrogant voice also sounded in his ears: "Shang Rong, you haven't eaten dinner yet, I was busy just now, why don't you go together?" β
"No, you don't." Yue Sanrong said coldly: "I'm not used to it at night." With that, he brushed away his hand and left the camp directly.
Jun Yiao looked at the person and turned around, the feeling of loss disappeared in a flash, and just wanted to chase after him, Feng Jing hurriedly walked from the back camp and said to him: "Jun Gongzi, my sister Lingyuan is unstable and gradually dissipating, please care." β
"Feng Ying?" With a flash of worry, he turned and went to the back camp.
Yue Sanrong walked a few steps, and it was not to walk on the spot, nor was it to go.
Bu Yeming stopped, glanced at her gaze to the back camp, and said in a slight astonishment: "Does Miss care about Miss Feng?" β
"None." Yue Sanrong walked back again.
"Huh." Bu Yeming smiled sullenly, came to the front of the person, and said honestly: "Miss, if you have something in your heart, you will owe something." Although Yeming doesn't know where you and Jun Gongzi have reached, she doesn't want Miss to be trapped in a state of mind in the future. β
Yue Sanrong looked up.
Bu Yeming still smiled, scratched his head and said, "Miss, since you are worried, then you should care, right?" β
Yue Sanrong repeated: "If you have something in your heart, you will owe something." Then he returned to the tent and shut himself in the back hand and meditated.
Bu Yeming's nose almost hurt, pushed the door curtain and froze, grinned bitterly to place a few vicissitudes of life building protΓ©gΓ©s, and waited for the dawn.
Qin Huai'an smiled, shook his head, looked at the group, and had no choice but to write a letter, describing the recent situation of Yue Sanrong and Jun Yiao and the knowledge of Yue Canghai. I also went to care about the casualties from today's war, not to mention.
There are rows of people sitting in the Qin Shu Palace.
They all dared not break in, and even became cautious when they spoke, occasionally someone raised their heads, quickly looked at the main seat, and went to the front of Ji Tianjun, and after a flash, they lowered their heads and stopped talking about other things.
Since Feng Hui sat down, his face was as black as a pot, and his complexion was poor, and he couldn't find any conversation and laughter in the past.
Ji Tianjun has a fluttering feeling.
Not for anything else.
There is a righteous path that can absorb the aura of darkness and evil, and will not become a grave corpse. This alone is enough for him to straighten his waist and be domineering for a while in front of the Xuanmen family in the rivers and lakes.
His expression was most relaxed.
The teacup in Feng Yan's hand fell down heavily, and there was a bang, and the people below didn't dare to break in.
"Prince, we must find a way to turn defeat into victory." It was Ji Tianjun who spoke, but it was louder than before: "There is only one person who has no regrets, and the eldest prince also noticed that when he couldn't withstand it, the most important blow of the sea pearl was to help him, and I think this is the most difficult to deal with." β
Feng Dian recalled that Yue Sanrong finally seemed to use a flute to deal with the evil aura in the sky.
"Companion Junxiao?" He asked deeply: "Isn't this flute the one you have no regrets, why is it in her hands and not returned?" β
Ji Tianjun had a plan in his heart and said: "The eldest prince, the two of them are enough to break the grave corpse, and tomorrow's battle must not let them come to the grave corpse army again; The evil spirit has not returned until now, and there are only two explanations. β
Feng Yan took a moment to ask, "Which two?" β
"One is that they will also control the graves." Ji Tianjun fully explained: "The second is that the evil spirit is controlled. I won't be able to come back, eldest son, why don't you introduce the two of you into the city tomorrow, and we'll hit them one by one, what do you think? β
"Oh? Would you like to hear more? Feng Dark's eyes lit up.
Ji Tianjun immediately got up in his ear and whispered a few words, with a fierce light in his eyes, more vicious, as if to say: Yue Sanrong and Jun Yiao were you who broke into hell, and I didn't force you.
Feng Dark's obstacles turned into fun, and he restrained his unspeakable laughter and said: "This plan is very good, you go and arrange it, we will perform a good show tomorrow, remember to be fine, I want to let you have no regrets." β
"Yes." Ji Tianjun smiled happily, got the order to order the people of Ji Zhong Mansion, and went straight to the city gate to set up an ambush.
The confrontation in Qinzhou, and even more so in the world, has no room for elimination. Every day, the ranks of the graves are increasing, and a white-hot battle between good and evil, white and black, Tao and demons is always bitter for sentient beings.
The blood outside the city has faded red for time, forming blood scabs that dry with the wind and fall to the ground, breeding more vegetation for the coming year.
Feng was on the city wall, opened his voice and shouted: "Qin Huai'an, you can't escape today; Yue Sanrong Jun has no regrets, I will let you die without a place to be buried. Qinzhou is at the foot of Rui Mountain, Qin Huai'an remember that sooner or later you will be at my feet, haha. When the rampant laughter fell, he waved his hand: "Brothers, today we will get rid of the remnants of Qin Shu Palace, and in the coming day, we will drink wine and eat meat, and we will be blessed and enjoy hardships together." Kill. β
Suddenly, the protΓ©gΓ©s led by Qin Huai'an had a bad complexion, and they all faced each other.