"People are not finished, the cup does not stop......"

This phrase appears especially frequently in the Draw on the Cup of Rivers and Lakes anime, whenever a person dies on the blood chasing order, the living will say this sentence to the defeated and sacrifice with wine.

Maybe some people will feel very forced and boring, but in Yuehong's view, this is exactly the embodiment of the spiritual will of this martial arts world, and it is the way of the world's rivers and lakes.

People are not finished, and the cup does not stop.

The battle is endless, and the blood does not stop.

"Solid ......"

Speaking of which, this Shantai real person is also a character, when leading Wen Jing and others to escape from the pursuit of the Dragon Castle, each of his subordinates was sent to meet the enemy, saying that he would win, but it turned out to be a poisonous milk.

Sent Liuli to Shuanglong Valley to kill Yan Xiu, and if he hadn't been saved by Wufeng in the end, he would have given people their heads properly, and sent Tuhetu to meet the royal horse, which was also the end of the same fate.

It can be said that except for Liuli's good luck and being rescued, none of the others ended well, and even he himself was finally abandoned by the Zong family as an outcast, and then besieged to death by corpse slaves.

Ha, there is more than enough success and more failure, maybe this is the kind of person you are talking about.

Although the other party is likely to deliberately send Liuli and them to death, Yue Hong is not very impressed by this kind of internal friction, because in this way, even if he controls Mingfeng Pavilion in the end, it is still an empty shell.

But then again, the Golden Pupil Illusion is really powerful, if it weren't for the fact that Yuehong's Soul Forging Technique has already achieved initial results, maybe it was really succeeded by the real people of the Tai Dynasty, after all, the Soul Forging Technique is the method of forging the soul of the world, although there is no attack technique, but it is still no problem to resist the illusion of the real people of the Tai Dynasty.

Solve the real person of Tangtai, Yuehong's mood is not turbulent.

Then he turned to look at Ning Rong, but saw that she was still sitting there with her hands on the ground, kneeling there with her head bowed, and her posture had not changed at all from before he came.

"Ma'am, are you alright?" Walking forward, Yuehong said with concern, she won't be hit by anything in the illusion, right?

However, just as Yuehong squatted down and approached, a somewhat fiery delicate body suddenly threw herself into her arms and hugged her tightly.

"Madam, you ......" Caught off guard, Yuehong's head was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, and was about to say something, when he heard a slightly tired murmur in his arms: "Don't move, don't speak, let me rest for a while." ”

"......" Yuehong opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything after all, and remained silent, although he didn't know what happened to Ning Rong, he could see that the other party's mood seemed to be quite unstable now, and there was a rare look of exhaustion on his beautiful cheeks, which couldn't help but make people feel distressed.

He didn't know that in the Golden Pupil Illusion of Tantai Zhenren, Ning Rong's memories of the past that were originally buried in her heart were once again evoked, and those emotions that were once buried deep in her heart were rediscovered, and then exploded exponentially, so she was so emotionally unstable now.

It is said that everyone has a mask, and what is shown externally is not necessarily his true self, and now Ning Rong has taken off the mask, she is no longer the decisive and ruthless castle lord's wife in Dragon Castle, but a little woman who needs protection and comfort.

Yuehong could also feel it faintly, so she was silent and didn't disturb her.

Although he knew that in the current situation, he should not have bad thoughts, but with Wen Xiang nephrite in his arms, Yuehong was not a character like Hui Yanagishita, how could he calm down.

A faint fragrance lingers in his nose, the warm temperature, and the soft touch, faintly coming from the beautiful woman's delicate body, all the time affecting his nerves, there seem to be thousands of ants in his heart restless, making him throbbing unbearably, his senses become more acute, the mildness and touch seem to be magnified, more and more tugging his heartstrings.

Under his abdomen, a flame suddenly burst out......

Ning Rong is the closest person to Yuehong, so naturally she won't feel the changes in him, so she opened her eyes helplessly, her eyes were a little coquettish, and she said coquettishly like a little daughter: "Didn't you tell you not to move?" ”

"This, it doesn't fight for itself, and I can't help it," with a wry smile, Yuehong couldn't help but cry out.

In exchange, it is naturally another amorous white eye from the beautiful woman, as if to say, your own little brother can't control it, and you are embarrassed to complain to me?

Seeing that Ning Rong faintly had a meaning to rely on herself, Yuehong hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but say loudly: "Madam, we ...... like this"

"You say, if my face is ruined, will you still want me?" Ning Rong suddenly asked.

Hearing her question, Yuehong's attention was suddenly diverted, and he muttered for a second and said, "I will cure you." ”

I suddenly felt that something was wrong in my heart, I want you? When did I say I wanted you?

"Why?" Ning Rong looked at him quietly with a pair of blue eyes.

"This, maybe, is that I don't want beautiful things to be destroyed and disappear," after thinking for a long time, Yue Hong came up with such an uncertain answer, in fact, even he didn't know that when the world saw the ruthless side of the other party, he only saw her soft side.

Ning Rong looked quietly for a while, and suddenly smiled, like a hundred flowers blooming in an instant, stunning the entire top of the tower, and also amazed Yuehong who was in it.

The jade hand touched his cheek, Ning Rong's beautiful eyes were slightly confused, and he suddenly muttered in a low voice: "Yes, you are different from them......"

Yuehong was stunned, and suddenly lost her words.

Today's Ning Rong is really different......

Such a side is indeed what he thinks in his heart, the truest side of Ning Rong's heart, all the indifference is just her external disguise.

However, such a weak posture finally disappeared, and Ning Rong soon returned to her usual appearance, with nobility in beauty, dignified in charm, and hidden thoughts that others could not see through under her calm face.

In the next moment, in Yuehong's extremely stunned expression, Ning Rong suddenly knelt down on one knee.

"Ning Rong, participate in the castle master!"

“……”

Yue Hongden was stunned, and only after half a sound did he react, and couldn't help frowning, "What are you doing here?" ”

In fact, the reason why he frowned was not only because of Ning Rong's inexplicable loyalty, but also because of her sudden change, which made Yuehong feel a little uncomfortable, but it was not shown on his face.

"Going to you?" Ning Rong winked at Yuehong, and suddenly there was a little playfulness, like a changeable elf.

"Uh," Yuehong was stunned for a moment, and then felt a little headache, "You wait a minute, let me slow down, you just said that you want to take refuge in me?" Is there something wrong with my ears, or is there something wrong with your brain? ”

"No, it's something wrong with my heart." With a soft gaze, Ning Rong said softly, but this gentle sentence suddenly made Yuehong a little unable to calm down.

W-What is this?

Yue Hong didn't dare to think about it, his eyes drifted away weakly, coughed a few times, Yue Hong tried to keep his composure and said: "Don't divert the topic, I'm serious, why do you suddenly want to take refuge in me?" ”

However, seeing his pretended serious appearance, Ning Rong's beautiful face became more and more charming, and a pair of autumn eyes were full of smiles, sparkling, and extremely moving.

Beauty, all kinds of amorous, touching a person's heartstrings.