The abbot looked at Chu Yu: "Hasn't the little Marquis of Chu been put down yet?" ”

"Does Master Wu think I should give up?"

"Amitabha, what the old man said is to let go."

Lin Qingyin watched the two play dumb riddles.

The abbot's gaze suddenly fell on her face.

"This girl has a very good face."

Lin Qingyin smiled slightly: "Thank you, Master Wuyu." ”

Master Wufu shook his head helplessly.

Neither of these two gave him face.

"The two of them have their own creations, both are extraordinary, and their lives clash with each other, but if you want to find someone who is compatible with your life, you can only find each other."

"As for the rest, I believe the two of you have your own ideas, and the old man won't send it, please go back."

"Miss Yan's previous request for transcendence of the Dharma only needs to be told to me."

Bidding farewell to Master Wuyu, Lin Qingyin and Chu Yu left the temple.

The sun shone down the long staircase down the mountain, dappled with shadows on both sides.

Chu Yu was in front and Lin Qingyin was behind, and the two stepped on the stone ladder step by step.

"Little Hou Ye, what are you, asking for marriage?"

Chu Yu stopped, and Lin Qingyin just went down one step, on the same ladder as him.

"Please, me."

The quiet stone staircase is long, and at the foot of the sacred temple, the young man's voice is moving.

In the rippling peach blossom eyes, all the brilliance is removed, and it is full of seriousness.

Lin Qingyin saw himself reflected in the depths of Chu Yu's black pupils: "Little Hou Ye believes in Buddhism? ”

"Whichever makes me happy, believe it." Chu Yu hooked his lips, then blinked, "If you make me happy, Miss Yan, I believe you." ”

"According to the little marquis, it's not certain who is the believer, little marquis, you have tormented me."

Isn't the premise all to follow him?

Can a believer who needs everything to go well still be considered a believer?

Lin Qingyin continued to walk, this time it was her before Chu Yu and after her.

Wan Cui looked confused in the back.

Ah, I don't understand.

It's okay, Miss is the best!

And Chu Yu's guards fell to the back, his eyes sneaking towards Wang Wu.

How can this attendant of Miss Yan be so powerful?

The guard's fiery gaze fell on Wang Wu, who was holding his sword, expressionless and extremely cold.

Caught off guard, the guards met Wang Wu's eyes.

For a while, I only felt that I was wearing a single coat, standing in the cold wind of winter.

Wang Wu met the guard's gaze, he didn't care about the guard's expression, and nodded politely to the guard imperceptibly.

Wang Wu withdrew his gaze, silently holding his sword, and remained on the same stairs as Wan Cui.

"Brother Wang, you are so amazing today! If it weren't for you, the killers would have rushed over. ”

"Hmm."

Wan Cui approached Wang Wu, lowered her voice and whispered: "But it doesn't matter if the killer rushes over, Miss is even more powerful!" Miss is the best! You just can't expose your strength! ”

Wang Wu's hand holding the sword tightened.

What is he going to say, Miss is not as good at fighting as he is?

The stone steps soon came to an end, and at the foot of the mountain there were carriages and horses.

Chu Yu asked, "Do you know who is going to kill you?" ”

"My uncle, Lord Qin."

Lin Qingyin and Chu Yu looked at each other, tacitly.

"Am I helping you or?"

Chu Yu's voice was faint, but in the breezy afternoon, there was a hint of gentleness.

"I'm tired of the little marquis."

After all, the incision of the wound varies from person to person.

Hmmm-

Chu Yu pulled out the guard's knife with his backhand.

He lowered his eyes: "Don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

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The soldiers defending the city were on both sides of the city gate.

"Get out of the way!"

The people waiting to enter the city were startled and panicked to make a way.

The young man rode a tall horse, his eyes full of anger, and opened the way in front.

It was followed closely by what seemed to be the carriage of the Qin Mansion.