Jiang Tingbai's mind twisted and turned, and he finally remembered that Leng Yue had indeed said the same thing to him before.

The villain died of too much talk.

But what does that have to do with not telling those people the answer?

Looking at Jiang Tingbai's bewildered look, Leng Yue couldn't help but sigh.

"With your IQ, I guess I won't be able to understand it in this life, be obedient, don't get entangled."

Jiang Tingbai felt that his chest was about to vomit blood.

Jiang Tingbai sat back in his chair angrily, and before he could reply, he suddenly noticed something strange.

Wasn't he so dizzy and weak that he could barely stand on his feet?

How to ...... now?

Thinking of this, Jiang Tingbai couldn't help but widen his eyes and looked around.

Suddenly, Jiang Tingbai reacted.

"You're moving your hands and feet in the air."

Leng Yue pouted, I'm amazing, I'm still moving my hands and feet in the air.

"It's just some colorless and tasteless, soluble in the wind and dispersed in the air, the hemp boiling is scattered, and when you see the wind, it can be dissipated, and the medicinal properties will gradually disappear."

The turnip, who was standing behind Leng Yue, replied without arguing with emotion, and Jiang Tingbai immediately realized.

The two of them should have taken the antidote in advance, but they didn't take it, so they were recruited together.

No wonder, at first Turnip had to close all the doors and windows.

No wonder, Leng Yue also served a table of sumptuous wine and food to this group of people.

It was just to distract the group of people from putting all their vigilance and caution on the table and ignoring the rest of the world.

Thinking of this, Jiang Tingbai couldn't help but smile with his eyes down.

Leng Yue's wisdom and thoughts, meticulousness and prudence are indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Moreover, the heart in her chest seemed to be completely different from the person she looked at.

"You really do what you say."

No wonder, last night I swore so categorically to persuade myself not to bother with these people, it turned out that everything had already been deployed.

Regarding Jiang Tingbai's statement, Leng Yue was noncommittal.

"Well, as a girl, you have to do what you say."

Jiang Tingbai: "......"

Say you're fat, you have to gasp twice.

As she spoke, Turnip had already gone to deal with the corpses, looking at Turnip's thin and small body, dragging up a middle-aged man, it was effortless, and she couldn't help but sigh for a while.

What kind of master there is, what kind of servant girl there is.

"Hey, does Ye Jiuchen know what you did today?"

Jiang Tingbai's sudden question made Leng Yue inexplicable for a moment.

"Huh?"

"Ye Jiuchen cares about you so much, even if he is so well prepared, he shouldn't be at ease."

"Jiang Tingbai!"

"How?"

"If you talk about you, can't you have a memory?"

Jiang Tingbai: "??? ”

"It's all said don't think that what you think you think is what you think, how can you still think that what you think you think, that's what you think?"

Jiang Tingbai's whole person was messy.

What do you think you don't think?

Outside the inn, the sky was blue, and the sun was getting hotter and stronger.

At the border between the two countries, Ye Jiuchen stood on the top of the mountain, looked up at the sun that had hung at the highest point, and lowered his head again, looking at the two armies of Xiliang and Da Zhou who were already facing each other below, and in his black eyes, he instantly projected a mysterious and dull luster like obsidian.

On the battlefield, Fu Yao and Ye Mohan were both dressed in military uniforms, with heroic postures, and they were full of cold and murderous aura.

The soldiers of the two countries are all radiant and high-spirited.

Fu Yao held a spear, stood on top of the war horse, and asked loudly towards Ye Mohan opposite:

"Doesn't the emperor still plan to return my Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the prince and the princess of Xiliang?"

Ye Mohan also stood on top of the war horse, and when he heard Fu Yao's words, he sneered coldly.

"Lone has already said that your prince, King Huan, and princess are not in my Great Zhou military camp."

Fu Yao pursed his lips.

It's not that he doesn't believe Ye Mohan's words, with Leng Yue and Ye Jiuchen's skills, Fu Yao believes that even if it is Ye Mohan, it is impossible to easily subdue the two of them.

Therefore, it is really very possible that Jiang Tingbai, Leng Yue, and Ye Jiuchen are not in the Great Zhou military camp.

But things have come to this point, and this battle is inevitable.

Someone has to be held responsible for the disappearance of these three noble men.

It has to be, there has to be a result.

So......

Thinking of this, Fu Yao took a deep breath, then his eyebrows were cold, his eyes were suffocated, and he raised the spear in his hand and hit the sky.

The Xiliang army behind him suddenly sounded with drums.

The Xiliang soldiers all held their swords in their hands, let out a long sigh, and ran towards the other party's Great Zhou soldiers.

Similarly, Ye Mohan also waved the long sword in his hand and signaled to the soldiers of the Great Zhou.

The soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty shouted the slogan of "Destroy Xiliang" and drove up.

The two armies soon clashed on the border.

The sound of blades clashing, the sound of wind and sand, and the sound of hissing and roaring are deafening.

Fu Yao and Ye Mohan both joined the battle separately.

On the top of the mountain not far away, Ye Jiuchen and Yue Cheng looked at all this expressionlessly.

Yue Cheng couldn't help but be a little worried when he saw the morale of the Great Zhou soldiers be greatly boosted.

"Master, according to the morale of the current Great Zhou army, if Xiliang wants to win, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult."

"Hmm."

When Ye Jiuchen heard the sound, a low sound overflowed from his throat, and his eyes as deep and dark as an eagle were surging with deep and secret waves from beginning to end, which made people incomprehensible and trembling.

"In this battle, it doesn't matter who wins or loses.

It is so-called that after this battle, Jiang Xinglie, who is far away in Lin'an, is bound to be unable to sit still. ”

Yue Cheng instantly understood what Ye Jiuchen meant.

It's just that......

"Will this battle achieve the goal we want?"

Speaking of this topic, Ye Jiuchen's expression also became solemn for a moment.

What he wants is to live quietly with Leng Yue from beginning to end, without anyone disturbing him, and this kind of life is not based on perennial battles, the blood and corpses of countless people.

If the person he had to face was not Jiang Xinglie, maybe he wouldn't have to go through so much trouble.

But God will never do what you want, and the more you want, the more you have to pay.

For Ye Jiuchen, as long as it is for the cold moon, everything in the world can be abandoned.

When necessary, war, blood, what?

He doesn't need anyone to understand, and he doesn't need anyone to understand.

He just needs the cold moon!

Thinking of this, Ye Jiuchen's eyes instantly became cold and firm.

"If one battle is not enough, then two wars, two wars are not enough, then ten wars!"

Even if the road ahead is rough and full of thorns, it will definitely not stop him from stepping in the slightest.

When Yue Cheng heard this, he couldn't help but bow towards Ye Jiuchen:

"Subordinate, swear to follow the prince to the death!"

……

This battle is full from the sun to the west.

The original blue sky was gradually replaced by a light gray, and the orange sunset dyed the sky into the last touch of orange red.

The war stopped.

Both armies suffered heavy casualties, and on the battlefield, there were countless corpses lying horizontally and vertically, and the blood flowed down like a river, dyeing the border land red.

It's just that in this battle, the two armies did not distinguish the winner or loser.

They all died down and returned to their respective barracks to repair.

Ye Jiuchen rode the wind, standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the corpses under his feet all over the field, the blood flowed like a river, the thin lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, and the angular face became sharp at this moment.

Above the lead-gray sky, I don't know when, the clouds began to thicken, and the face of Ye Jiuchen was so engraved.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt flashed in the sky, and in an instant, the sky was split in half.

Thunder flashed, followed by a deafening thunderclap.

"Boom—"

Showers poured down, as if to cover up the fight and the loss of life.

Ye Jiuchen still didn't move, like a sculpture, just motionless, standing there straight, letting the rain pour unscrupulously on his body and face.

The dark and thick hair, soaked by the rain, was slightly messy on his cheeks, and above his shoulders, the original inky brocade robe was also wet by the rain at the moment, and the color was even darker.

Seeing this, Yue Cheng couldn't help but be a little worried.

"Lord, it's raining, let's go back."

"You go back first, I'll be alone!"

Ye Jiuchen calmed his voice and replied without arguing emotionally, Yue Cheng saw this, his lips couldn't help but move, but in the end he didn't say anything, and he didn't leave, just quietly, standing in place with Ye Jiuchen.

Ye Jiuchen's dark eyes were secretive, making it impossible to distinguish his emotions at the moment.

There was no blood on his hands!

But it's covered with blood!

But he won't regret it!

I can't regret it either!

In the inn, Leng Yue sat in the room, watching the pouring rain outside the window, and her mood was also irritable and depressed.

Turnip thoughtfully took a blanket and covered Leng Yue's body.

"Princess, it's raining, it's cold."

Leng Yue didn't move, letting the blanket cover herself, but there was not the slightest warmth.

Turnip looked out the window.

"When the prince and Yue Cheng left, they didn't bring an umbrella, and at this time, I don't know if they were drenched in the rain."

Turnip said to herself, but Leng Yue didn't answer.

When Ye Jiuchen left in the morning, he didn't say where he was going or what to do, he just said that he wanted her to wait for him.

Leng Yue also didn't ask very intimately, just waited quietly, and by the way, she solved the few people sent by Jiang Xinglie.

Originally, if Leng Yue didn't do it, those people wouldn't do it either.

Because although they were sent by Jiang Xinglie, their purpose was definitely not to attack Leng Yue and Ye Jiuchen right now.

But Cold Moon was never a Virgin.

Since someone wants to kill him, he can't do it, so he just waits honestly.