Fang Shanlei gave a few words of instructions to the few relatives who followed up, signaling them to retreat, while he and Qing Ling slowly withdrew their strength between the confrontations.

Qing Ling was wary, still holding the Qingyun Sword in his hand, hanging down slightly to his side, while raising his head and asking Fang Shanlei: "What are you doing here?" Where is Mu Han? ”

Fang Shan Lei was dressed in black, and a few strands of messy hair fell on his forehead, and the whole person looked a little depressed and tired.

He stared at Qing Ling in silence for a while, lowered his eyes, and repeated the previous question as if he were muttering to himself: "Why are you here?" How could Mu Chen still let you stay in the southern border......"

Qing Ling raised the sword in his hand, and his voice also raised, "Let me ask you!" What are you doing at Zhangyao Palace? ”

She saw that the sword in her hand trembled and shook with everything around her, and her heart became more and more anxious, not only wanting to check Luo Ji's safety as soon as possible, but also reluctant to give up the opportunity to capture Fang Shanlei alive in front of her.

Fang Shanlei was silent for a moment, then slowly raised his eyes, his gaze cooled, "What am I going to do?" Can't the emperor figure it out? If I only have one breath left, I will definitely come to seek revenge on Luo Heng. ”

When Qing Ling heard this, he was relieved for a moment.

If Fang Shanlei wanted to seek revenge on Luo Heng, then his main purpose was only to kill the demon. Luo Ji and the others may not be within the scope of his game?

Thinking of this, she spoke: "I understand, Luo Heng killed your brother and caused you to lose an arm, so it is understandable that you want to seek revenge from him." But you are killing so much, even the ordinary people outside Wutong Town, what are you for? Mu Han's kid wants to target me, but he can come directly at me! The sword in his hand was raised a few points higher, "You hand over Mu Han now, I can still intercede for you in front of Your Majesty and spare the lives of your clansmen!" ”

Fang Shanlei was forced by the tip of the Qingling sword, but he took a step forward without fear and looked at her condescendingly, "Understandable? Do you think it's okay for me to seek revenge? So what about you, Emperor, and what about your hatred? I can't figure it out, how can you forget the hatred of killing your mother and your brother, and let that person live in the world for so many years? Not only that, over the years, you have implemented new policies, negotiated peace with the Luo clan, and even opened the border and allowed the Jiuqiu demons to move to Chaoyan, have you never thought that these people were originally your blood enemies? ”

The hatred of killing the mother, the hatred of killing the brother.

Blood feuds.

This matter, this question, Qing Ling has actually been entangled in his heart countless times, and he has debated with himself.

If she had never met her mother, all her knowledge of what happened to her came from the accounts of others, so the hatred and resentment were not acute, but when Hao Chong died, Qing Ling had seen it firsthand.

His face was bruised, his eyes were bulging, and his young and handsome face was distorted and deformed......

She asked herself, didn't she have hatred at that time, didn't she have the urge to kill the enemy immediately?

She is not a so-called good person, and she doesn't mind the so-called retribution of injustice, so she has buried her hatred for Ning Hao and Mu Han in her heart for so many years and has never forgotten it.

Mother and Hao Chong, although they are not like the fourth senior brother, have a family relationship with herself for more than 300 years, but after all, they are also her blood relatives......

Qing Ling lowered his voice a little, "That demon was badly injured by you in Wutong Town in the past, and he has never recovered. In fact, his life is not easy. ”

Fang Shanlei nodded indifferently, "I know." There is a hidden stake I have laid in Zhangyao City, and I know that the demon is in retreat in the dormitory at this time of day. ”

"So you...... You've done so much just to get revenge? You're crazy......"

Qingling has been immersed in the court for many years, and has dealt with all kinds of children of families and courtiers and officials. Among them, there are those who are for wealth and power, those who are for family glory, and those who are selfish for personal desires, and there are very few people who really care about the world and are eager to protect the society for the future.

And Fang Shanlei, although he has always shouldered the heavy responsibility of the family, and has also done some things to drill the power of the camp under the instruction of his father, but Qingling always feels that he is more fair, more open, and more disdainful of weighing the pros and cons than most of the children of wealthy families, and he is a person who really wants to see the Eastern Continent dominate the world.

"Last time in Meiyuan, you said to me that your greatest wish in this life is to see Chaoyan dominate the Eastern Continent with your own eyes and establish a foundation that will stand for eternity." Qing Ling raised his head and met Fang Shanlei's gaze, with a slight disdain in his expression, "It's all a lie, right?" ”

Fang Shanlei looked at Qing Ling, and also recalled the past, and his heart was complicated.

"I didn't lie to you. My lifelong wish is to see Chaoyan dominate the Eastern Continent. Because of this, I can't even care about my father dying on the torture platform in Soaring City! However, the unification of the Eastern Continent must be premised on the destruction of the Nine Hills, not some interracial integration and the so-called equality of gods and demons. After the first battle, Jiuqiu committed heinous crimes, how could he still be qualified to survive in the world and accept the support of Chaoyan? ”

He paused, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then said calmly: "As for the inheritance that will stand for eternity, it should be inherited by an orthodox person, not a ...... who killed his father and usurped the throne."

"Shut up! You shut up! ”

Qing Ling suddenly stopped Fang Shanlei, and the tip of the sword in his hand was raised to his chest, but his gaze wandered slightly unconsciously.

How Mu Chen's throne was obtained, she naturally knew it, but she couldn't allow others to put their beaks on it.

She was silent for a moment and said, "If you want to kill Luo Heng, I can help you, he is also my enemy, and I want him to die." But you have to promise me not to hurt other irrelevant people. ”

Fang Shanlei stared at Qing Ling, clearly seeing the hesitation and entanglement in her eyes.

In fact, she doesn't hate Luo Heng.

It's just that I've been worried about the feelings of the other person.

The man......

After all, it completely won her heart.

"How? Do you say yes or not? Qing Ling asked, slightly lowering the sword in his hand.

No matter what kind of game Fang Shanlei set, she needs him to stop as soon as possible! The shaking of this palace is really strange......

Fang Shanlei smiled bitterly secretly.

What a blessing it must be to fight the enemy with her?

It's a pity,

It's a pity.

He slowly raised his hand, unsealed a gold bead the size of a child's fist from his palm, and the person pressed against the blade of the sword and handed it to Qing Ling.

"You've put this thing away."

Qing Ling didn't really intend to kill Fang Shanlei, he was forced by his sword, and he was a little at a loss for a while. In a panic, she felt that her left wrist was grabbed violently, and she couldn't break free, and then her palm was hard sealed into the gold bead with a strange color and powerful strange power, which made her body tremble.

"What is this?"

She hung her head and shook her hands, trying to get the thing back unsealed......

Because of the action of delivering the golden beads, Fang Shanlei leaned in front of Qing Ling, her tall body shrouded her, and for a while, she could vaguely smell the sweet fragrance in her hair between her noses, and many emotions and memories that had been suppressed to the bottom of her heart seemed to have found a gap to escape, and suddenly all of them poured out.

He thought about how he looked when he first saw her, so high, gorgeous and noble, but after getting along for a long time, he realized that she was just a simple woman who smiled and looked good......

Thinking of her sudden appearance in the Red Moon Square that night, she couldn't hide the cramped shyness in her eyes, and said that she came to him on purpose in front of a group of people. At that time, he pretended to be calm and had a heart, but he was already beating like a drum......

Thinking of the loss of his arm, he secretly had the intention of committing suicide, and it was only by relying on her that she came at night and a few slightly clumsy words of relief that he had the faith to live again......

originally thought that chasing her was only for the political situation, only for fame and fortune, and even for the vanity in the depths of her heart, but when she reacted, she couldn't stop chasing.

For the first time in his life, he opened his heart and poured out his love to a woman.

But it's because I'm ready to give up......

Fang Shan's eldest son, Chaoyan Muchen's most cherished sister, was destined from the beginning, and it was impossible to be together......

Fang Shanlei didn't answer for a long time, and maintained a posture of leaning slightly towards Qing Ling, as if he wanted to remember her breath more clearly through such a humble trick. It is deeply engraved in the blood and bones, and it will never be forgotten.

In his life, this was the closest he had ever been to her.

How did Qing Ling know what Fang Shanlei was thinking at this time?

She tried all kinds of methods, but she couldn't get rid of the strange gold beads that were sealed in her palm, and at the same time, she felt the vibrations on the ground and around her begin to become more and more violent.

This tremor was somewhat similar to the previous uplift of the sea and soil encountered in the Windy City, but it was different. Not a sudden surge of great power, but ...... The gradual rise of power.

Little by little, it gets stronger and stronger.

Qing Ling didn't care about worrying about Jin Zhu anymore, and pushed Fang Shanlei away some distance with force, raised his head and asked, "Did you use any artifact to destroy the entire palace?" ”

Fang Shanlei was pushed to his feet, his consciousness averted as if he had come to his senses, and after a moment of silence, he said slowly in a low voice: "It's not an artifact, it's a demon fight." Everyone here can't live. ”

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Luo Yao and his father restarted the passage and chased after them, but they were one step later than Qing Ling after all.

Because he was worried about Qingling's safety, Luo Yaoshi fought hard and tore the seal as fast as possible, his face was slightly pale at this time, and his breathing was mixed with eagerness.

Bai Liyu helped his son worriedly, and then looked around, and couldn't help but change his complexion.

He had not guessed the possibility of the passage of the pool connecting the nine hills, but he never imagined that the exit would be set up directly in the palace.

The ground wall of the golden sea stone, the candle holder of the bronze wolf's head.

The memory of a long, long time ago came to my face in an instant......

The father and son had no time to talk in detail, and quickly left the palace one after the other.

Luo Yao speculated that Qing Ling would go directly to his mother, so he also walked up the stone steps. Not long after he ran out, he bumped into Luo Jia's maid Caiyi.

Caiyi's face was full of panic, obviously frightened by the shaking situation of the palace, and hurriedly said to Luo Yao: "Your Majesty is not in the dormitory. The forbidden army sent her out of the palace, but she couldn't get out when she arrived in the North Park. Your Majesty asked the slave maid to go to the cold star and warm moon to find the national teacher ......"

Luo Yao told her to be anxious, and let her leave without asking more, and when she looked back, she saw Bai Liyu with a stunned expression, and hesitated to call: "Father." ”

Because he lost his mother when he was young, Luo Yao had a deep resentment towards his father, and he was also rebellious and ran away from home when he was young. After adulthood, although on the surface, the father and son are polite to each other and support each other in major matters, but there are always some indelible estrangements, vaguely sandwiched in the middle.

Deep down, he longed and fantasized more than once that one day, his family would be reunited and shared, so that he could once again have the love of his father and mother at the same time. However, at this moment, he was secretly cowardly, even though he was clear and perceptive, he had no way to find out his parents' wishes.

Just as he has always wondered why his father, who has always stayed out of the matter and protected himself, would risk disobeying the emperor's orders and personally escort Qingling all the way to his side......

Bai Liyu raised his eyes under his son's inquiring gaze and smiled weakly and gently, "Let's go, take me to your mother." ”