There was silence in the tent.

Because what Luo Ning said was hard to hear.

But Yin Hongdie was not angry.

She looked at Luo Ning calmly, and the knuckles on the hilt of the sword were slightly white.

Yin Ziqing was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly remembered the sentence that Luo Ning asked him to convey to Yin Hongdie.

He repeated, "He said you got in your head." ”

Yin Hongdie's face was expressionless, she looked at Luo Ning very calmly, as if she was looking at a dead person.

Her voice trembled slightly, and then with an exclusive coldness, "Then you come and tell me, what can my stupid brother do?"

Luo Ning said calmly, "He doesn't want to marry a princess." ”

"Huh?"

Yin Hongdie looked at him, her eyes were a little puzzled, "Since you don't want to marry, what are you going to do in Nanjun?" ”

Luo Ning said calmly, "He just wants to prove himself." ”

Yin Hongdie shouted, "He can't even hold a sword, prove a fart?"

She was suddenly furious, pulled out the sword in her hand from her waist, and threw it in front of Yin Ziqing with a bang.

"I give him this sword, you let him pick it up and let him use it!"

Yin Ziqing was frightened, his lips trembled again, and he looked at Luo Ning with a pleading gaze.

"Pick up the sword. ”

Luo Ning's voice was extremely calm, with a little penetrating power.

Yin Ziqing did not move.

"Pick up the sword!"

Luo Ning's voice suddenly raised, "Have you forgotten what I said on the boat?"

Yin Ziqing trembled, and then finally touched the cold hilt of the sword from the ground.

The long sword and his hand were connected, and then he trembled into a ball, like a shivering old fisherman who was frozen in this cold autumn.

Yin Hongdie said angrily, "You see him like this, what's the use of holding a sword?"

Luo Ning said calmly, "Cut me." ”

There was silence in the tent.

Luo Ning stood in front of Yin Ziqing and said softly, "You treat me as General Zhang and cut me." ”

Yin Ziqing didn't move, and his hands were still trembling.

"I'll let you cut it!"

Luo Ning's voice suddenly raised, "If you don't dare to use your sword today, you will still be chased and ridiculed by those people for the rest of your life?"

Yin Ziqing muttered to himself:

"Don't... Don't ......"

He looked at Luo Ning, then closed his eyes, and suddenly seemed to go crazy, and then the sword slashed down in the air one after another.

Yin Ziqing's heart-rending howl suddenly came from the big tent.

......

Luo Ning looked at him calmly.

Yin Ziqing opened his eyes, and then the sword in his hand was thrown to the ground.

Luo Ning smiled and said, "You can hold a sword." ”

Yin Ziqing muttered to himself, "Yes, I can hold a sword, I can use a sword." ”

Yin Hongdie looked at Yin Ziqing in the field, and suddenly there were tears in her eyes, "What if you can hold a sword, I still don't want you to go to Nanjun." ”

Luo Ning smiled and said, "You learn swords from me, are you willing?"

Yin Hongdie said angrily, "Can he learn like that?"

Yin Ziqing looked at Luo Ning very seriously, then turned his head to look at Yin Hongdie, and then looked at his father, "Sister, the fairy brother is a good person......

Yin Hongdie said, "Whether he is a good person or not, it has nothing to do with whether you go to learn swords or not, I don't want you to become a person like us." ”

Yin Ziqing's eyes were scattered, he didn't understand the meaning of Yin Hongdie's words, he said again, "I don't want to be bullied for the rest of my life, I want to learn swords." ”

He turned his head to look at Yin Shanhe, "Father, I want to learn the sword ......"

......

Yin Shanhe hadn't spoken for a long time.

He looked at Luo Ning, and then at his stupid son, with mixed emotions.

"Come here. ”

Yin Ziqing walked in front of Yin Shanhe, his face was tense, and he was slightly nervous.

"After following this little friend, he will be your master. You know what?"

"Qing'er knows. ”

Yin Shanhe looked at Luo Ning, and then turned his head to look at Yin Ziqing.

"Little friend, my unsuccessful son is please. ”

After that, the huge vassal king stood up and wanted to worship Luoning.

Luo Ning stepped forward, held Yin Shanhe's body with his hand, and said, "The prince doesn't have to be polite, this is my choice, and it is also his choice." ”

Yin Hongdie's eyes suddenly became wet.

"Do you have to go to South County?"

Yin Ziqing said, "I'm going to Nanjun, and I'm there." I can prove that Qing'er is not a fool, and I have not embarrassed you. ”

Yin Hongdie turned her head to look at Luo Ning, "I said that the surname is Luo, how sure are you?"

Luo Ning smiled slightly and said calmly, "Not a single point." ”

Yin Hongdie suddenly became angry, and then she looked at Luo Ning and shouted, "If anything happens to my stupid brother, I will only ask you." ”

Luo Ning said, "You can't catch me. ”

Yin Hongdie said again, "Then I will guard by the Luoshui, I don't believe that you will not return to Da Zhou in this life." ”

The old prince looked at a few young people in the field, and his old face suddenly had a little bit of blood that he hadn't seen for an unknown amount of time.

He looked at his stupid son, and suddenly there was a look of admiration on his face.

He looked at this Zhou Ren boy again, and seemed to really have a bit of what he looked like when he was young.

Luo Ning looked up at the old prince Yin Shanhe, his face was serious, but with a little calm.

He asked softly, "Do you believe me?"

Yin Shanhe stared at Luo Ning for a long time, and then said, "I believe you." ”

"Why?"

Yin Shanhe let out a long sigh.

"Because, because you are from Zhou. ”

......

The air in the tent was silent.

Luo Ning's eyes suddenly had a tear in the corner of his eye.

If you don't forget, there will be an echo.

Yin Shanhe is old, and he wants to avenge his family, but at such a time, he still chooses to believe in himself.

One sentence, "You are a Zhou person." It is to say that he doesn't know how much he misses his homeland.

It's a pity that he may never have a chance to return to the Celestial Empire in his life.

Luo Ning gave Yin Shanhe a heavy salute.

Yin Hongdie said angrily to Yin Ziqing, "Call Master." ”

Yin Ziqing was respectful, "Brother Immortal." ”

"It's Master, not Brother. ”

"Immortals... Brother?"

......

taught Yin Ziqing several times in succession, but Yin Ziqing still didn't figure out the difference between master and brother after all.

Luo Ning smiled, "Actually, it's the same name." ”

Yin Hongdie's face was a little worried, "Can he learn the sword like this?"

Luo Ning smiled and said, "A three-year-old child can hold a sword. ”

Yin Hongdie asked again, "Then when are you leaving?"

Luo Ning looked at the sky outside the account, feeling a little impatient, but he became calm at this time.

"I'll leave in the afternoon," he said. ”

Yin Hongdie said, "Then I'll go and prepare dry food, horses, vehicles, and clothes for Ziqing now." ”

Luo Ning looked at her seriously and said, "Don't forget to prepare another sword." ”