Yun Yawen's voice was as light as water, calm and a little excessive, as if he was telling other people's affairs, which had nothing to do with himself.

Looking at Yun Yawen who was so calm, Hua Qingmo didn't say anything else. just nodded, chuckled and said, "I'll go back tonight, and after the arrangements are made, I'll come and inform the prince and Qianmeng." ”

"Qingmo, I'm really tired of you, but now, we have no way out, and all our hopes have fallen on the Ghost Valley." Yun Qianmeng couldn't help but grab Hua Qingmo's hand, and the smile on the corner of her lips had an unspeakable apology. Originally, the matter of Dongsheng should not be interfered with by Hua Qingmo, a person from the Hua Dynasty, but Chu Xuanxiao has a huge power, and they are really desperate, so they will be like this. Of course, they are also prepared in their hearts that they will not be able to find the Ghost Valley, and even if they find the Ghost Valley, the Death Legion is just a legend.

The Death Legion of the Ghost Valley is a little bit of hope they have gotten around, a spider silk laid down on the side of the abyss of despair, and in order to achieve their wishes, they must hold on to it. Otherwise, they will be greeted only by death from the bottom of the abyss.

"Qianmeng, I can't let go of hatred myself, so naturally I won't pretend to be the Holy Mother to persuade you to forget and let go of hatred." Hua Qingmo looked at Yun Qianmeng, and a warm smile appeared on the corner of her cherry lips like a hot spring. She stretched out her hand and put it on Yun Qianmeng's long hair, like a sister, gently stroked her hair, and said softly: "Inside and outside the red dust, in the vast life, we are just struggling in the torrent of fate. Identity, status, power, wealth, all the things in this world are imprisoning us, and it is not a simple thing to live freely. Therefore, it is yourself who is tied to the same place, and it is also yourself who keeps drifting, and some people are destined to lose, just like that child. You are in pain, but you can only accept it, after all, you are still alive. ”

Hua Qingmo's words hit Yun Qianmeng's heart fiercely, and suddenly, her heart was like a knife, and an unspeakable pain spread from her heart, as if it was flowing through her heart and spread throughout her body.

She really wanted to live freely, but fate had left her in an abyss from which she could not escape. Ever since she met Chu Xuanxiao, she knew that she would be torn apart by this man in the world in her life. And he did not let himself down, and he was completely injured.

Looking at Hua Qingmo, Yun Qianmeng felt that it was really good to meet her. At least she and herself are from the same place, in front of Hua Qingmo, she doesn't need to deliberately disguise herself. Whether it's a cloud or a thousand dreams, there is no need to disguise.

Gently bowing his head, Yun Qianmeng said softly: "You don't have to worry about me, I have a sense of proportion in my heart." It is inconvenient for you to come out at night, and if you are discovered, I am afraid that you will speculate wildly and cause you trouble. ”

"Okay, then I'll go back first."

Leaving the camp, when walking to the hot spring, Hua Qingmo stopped, tilted her head slightly, and said, "Come out." ”

As soon as the words were spoken, the night walker came out of the darkness. He quickly walked in front of Hua Qingmo, knelt down, and said, "Madam, the overseer has a letter to hand over to you." ”

After Ye Xing finished speaking, he took out a letter from his arms and put it in front of Hua Qingmo with both hands. She looked at the envelope, looking at the familiar handwriting on it, and her eyes unconsciously softened. The two have been separated for almost a year, and although she saw Bai Zixiao in the dark not long ago, she did not return to him after all.

Taking the envelope from Ye Xing's hand, Hua Qingmo glanced at him and asked out loud: "Zi Xiao has other words, I want you to pass them on to me." ”

"Madame, the Overseer has not said anything else."

Hua Qingmo's words at night made Hua Qingmo a little disappointed, and she was happy for a moment, as if she had poured cold water on it, and it cooled down. Clenching the letter in her hand, Hua Qingmo smiled faintly, under the moonlight, the smile seemed to blend with the brilliance around the bright moon, condensing the bell spirit like a clear spring and the beauty of the distant mountains.

"In that case, you go back and tell him to come later, I have something to do now, I'm afraid I can't go back too early." Hua Qingmo glanced at the night walk, and her voice was as light as water. Then she walked past the night and walked towards the place of the main camp.

After Hua Qingmo left, Ye Xing stood up, looked at the direction Hua Qingmo left, sighed, and said, "Madam, the overseer asked his subordinates to do a little bit by your side, and when the overseer comes, my subordinates are afraid that they won't be able to help Madame pass the word." ”

Of course, Hua Qingmo, who had already gone far, did not hear what Ye Xing said.

The Great Camp of the Moon.

Hua Qingmo dodged the soldiers patrolling around her and quickly returned to her camp. As soon as I entered the inside, I saw Feng Yin, who was standing in front of the map, looking at the map silently.

Hearing the footsteps, Feng Yin turned her head, with a smile of unknown meaning on the corner of her lips. He walked over slowly, stopped in front of Hua Qingmo, stared at her, and said, "General Mo, this king has been waiting for you here for more than half an hour, you can tell this king, you didn't have a good rest this night, where did you go?" ”

"Since the Ninth Prince knows the secret of the minister, he naturally knows that the minister has a lot of inconvenience in the camp, and some things naturally have to be solved." Hua Qingmo only answered Feng Yin's question very calmly. Originally, she just went out to bathe, but as for meeting Yun Yawen, it was a complete accident.

"Really?" Feng Yin's tone was full of doubts, he looked Hua Qingmo up and down, slightly stunned.

At this moment, Hua Qingmo's long hair was scattered, and the light fell on her long hair, reflecting her dark hair more and more. On both sides of her cheeks, green wisps of silk fell at will, a strand of hair crossed her lips, her lips were as beautiful as cherry blossoms falling, and her skin was pure white as snow, white as jade. The face is beautiful and elegant, and she is not a stunning beauty, but she is also outstanding, making it difficult for people to forget it.

Seeing her like this, Feng Yin could think of what Hua Qingmo was doing, and her face suddenly became uncomfortable. He quickly turned around, walked to the front of the map, pointed to a place on it, and used words to hide the strange panic in his heart at this time: "We are here now, about fifty miles away from Luoxia Valley, tomorrow we will set off for Luoxia Valley, and this king will personally bring people in to check." ”

"The prince's daughter, if there is an accident, the minister is afraid that he will not be able to explain to the emperor, please stay in the camp and check the matter, and the minister will send someone to go." When Hua Qingmo heard Feng Yin's words, her face couldn't help but sink. This Feng Yin is just young and frivolous, and he is so unreasonable, he is really willful.

Hearing Hua Qingmo's words, a trace of displeasure appeared on Feng Yin's stunning face, he stretched out his hand and clenched his fist, slammed on the map, looked at Hua Qingmo seriously and stubbornly, and said: "Mo Qinghua, you can't interfere in this king's affairs." ”

After finishing speaking, Feng Yin walked away directly, stopped when passing by Hua Qingmo, stared at her beautiful and beautiful side face, and said: "Mo Qinghua, this king is a man, and he will never lose to you as a woman." ”

This sentence suddenly made Hua Qingmo cry and laugh, she looked sideways at Feng Yin, who was close at hand, and a hint of a smile appeared in her calm eyes: "Lord Wang, why do you want to be serious with your ministers?" You are a daughter, wouldn't it be good to be your ninth prince and enjoy the blessings, why put yourself in danger? Luoxia Valley can bury the 200,000 troops of the Eastern Saint, so naturally it will not mind the prince alone. ”

"Mo Qinghua, are you cursing this king, or are you looking down on this king?" When Feng Yin heard Hua Qingmo's words, a trace of anger flashed in her eyes. He reached out and grabbed Hua Qingmo's wrist, raised it suddenly, his dark and clear eyes stared at her tightly, and his beautiful face was like a flower about to open, with an amazing beauty.

Hua Qingmo's gaze at Feng Yin was just looking at him very calmly, and there was no fluctuation in her eyes. Feng Yin's face looks like a white purple flute up close, and a pair of phoenix eyes are full of anger, like a fire, with a bewitching and gorgeous beauty. The facial features are like red plums blooming in the snow, with thousands of graces, thrilling beauty, and fascinating.

Then, the corners of Feng Yin's lips were slightly hooked, and the anger in his eyes also dissipated, he clenched Hua Qingmo's wrist and said, "Mo Qinghua, let's make a bet!" ”

"What does the Ninth Prince want to bet with his ministers?" Hua Qingmo said in an extremely casual tone, and she naturally guessed what Feng Yin said next.

"Bet on whether the king can come back safe and sound?" The smile on Feng Yin's face rippled, he let go of Hua Qingmo's hand, and then straightened his robe very elegantly, and there was an unstoppable arrogance in his tone: "If this king comes back safely, this king wants you to kneel on the ground and admit your mistakes to this king." If this king can't come back, you can tell the royal brother that this king is looking for his own death, and it has nothing to do with you Mo Qinghua. Moreover, this king will go back to the camp now to make his last words, if this king really can't come back, let you inherit the position of the ninth prince, so the bet is enough? ”

"Anyway, you must be a general for the sake of power, and the throne of this king is much more powerful than that of a general."

"The throne of the Nine Princes is indeed a good bet. When the minister arrives, he will wait in front of the camp to see who will win? An indescribable smile appeared on the corner of Hua Qingmo's lips, if she had Fengyin's throne as her support, it would be good for her.

"This king will wait and see."

After finishing speaking, Feng Yin walked out of the camp directly. Hua Qingmo looked back at the slightly moving tent door, smiling unabated.

Before walking to the long table, Hua Qingmo sat down and took out the letter that Bai Zixiao had given her. The handwriting on the paper is wild and casual, but there is a hint of evil charm.

Half a month later, I'll arrest you.

"Half a moon." Hua Qingmo was a little worried, in such a short time, would it be enough for her to find her way to the country of Xiaoyao?

Then, Hua Qingmo looked at the piece of paper below, and what was written on the paper made Hua Qingmo stunned for a moment. Taking out the map from the quick flowing moire brocade bag, Hua Qingmo put the four maps together on the long table. Then, as Bai Zixiao said, look at the map carefully.