And the opposing camp at this time.

In the main camp tent of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, the eldest grandson Jing returned to the camp alone, but saw a person who should not exist in this world in front of the empty camp tent.

"You're back."

The monk who was wantonly playing with the brush on the big case turned around with a smile when he heard the footsteps.

Ignoring the slightly stiff figure, the monk in front of him smiled like Maitreya Buddha, always with a little uneasy and kind.

Eldest Sun Jing's eyes flashed slightly, and he said quietly, "Master Xuanling? ”

"Your Highness is not dazzled, it is a poor monk." Throwing away the brush in his hand, Xuan Ling stood up, still looking at the eldest grandson mirror with a smile on his face, in the dim tent, a monk smiled like this, and he really felt creepy.

However, Changsun Jing was not afraid, his eyebrows narrowed, and he chuckled, "I didn't expect to see Master Xuanling." ”

But...... The tip of the eldest grandson mirror's nose moved, and there was a smell of rotten straw floating in the tent, could it be that the rain and bloody breath under Daqi next door penetrated into the Northern Zhou.

Changsun Jing's state of mind is strong, if others see someone come back to life, I'm afraid they would have been scared to death, thinking that they were cheating the corpse, but the person in front of him was still calm and calm, not frightened by his appearance at all, Xuan Ling raised his eyebrows lightly, because he was bald, so the expression of raising his eyebrows fell into Changsun Jing's eyes very clearly.

I only heard Xuan Ling Yu Yu speak, "The fate of the poor monk and His Highness is not over, so they will naturally meet." ”

"Oh?" Changsun Jing replied unhurriedly, and then asked, "Dare to ask the master, what is the reason?" ”

"Heaven must not be divulged." Xuan Ling didn't know where to conjure up a feather fan and shook it gently, "This time, the poor monk just wanted to warn His Highness not to trust villains, so as not to be used." ”

Who is this villain?

The eldest grandson doesn't have to think about it, he knows it.

did not refute Xuan Ling's words, but asked, "Lone has not been aware of anything, and I hope the master will solve his doubts." ”

"Please." Xuan Ling held a feather fan, and when he fanned the wind, the cool breeze generated by the shaking of the feather fan slowly spread to the eldest grandson mirror, and he also felt the smell of straw getting stronger and stronger.

There is a faint sense of decay.

Xuan Ling also smelled it, his fingers stiffened, and after a while, he returned to normal and continued as if nothing happened.

The eldest grandson mirror pretended not to smell it, and continued calmly, "Lone and Master Xuanling met in Pingshui, but I don't know why the master reminded him to help with everything. ”

"After all, there is no help for no reason in this world, isn't it, what is the value of the lone body worthy of the master's help, please tell the master."

"If you are lonely, you will give it away."

The last words can be described as extremely generous, but after Xuan Ling heard it, he just chuckled, "You should be a poor monk and love to be a good person." ”

"Helpfulness is a hobby for poor monks."

Hearing Xuan Ling's words, the eldest grandson squinted his eyes, his eyes were clear but deep, "If the master is unwilling to tell the truth, it will be difficult for the master to trust the master." ”

"Believe it or not, it depends on you."

Xuan Ling's voice was quiet, and he continued slowly, "After all, the poor monk will never harm you, after all, a long time ago, the poor monk said that this world should be yours, and the poor monk is just on the right track for the sake of the common people in the world, and if His Royal Highness really thinks that the poor monk is selfish, how can the poor monk explain?" ”

Hearing Xuan Ling's words, Changsun Jing's eyes became deeper and deeper, he could go to this position, naturally he would not believe anyone's words casually, including Xuan Ling's words.