Qin Lingyan knelt there in a daze, only to feel that his heart was clenched inch by inch, he lowered his head, and his ten fingers buckled straight to the marble floor, holding on to it, struggling until it was bloodstained. The long sword that fell in front of him glowed with a few bleak and cold lights, reflecting his sad eyebrows. He smiled bitterly, then closed his eyes, and couldn't bear to look at his face in the sword again.

The king of Donglai was still reclining on the golden throne, his temperament was leisurely, he raised his hand and pressed his temple, his voice gradually softened, and it seemed to be a little ridiculous and loving, Feng Qingyun said lightly, "Ling'er's little thoughts, does this king not know?" He raised his head, his gaze wandered over Qin Lingyan a few times, seeing that his nervous figure trembled slightly, the corners of his lips smiled like nothing, and his eyes suddenly left, "Doesn't Ling'er want Shu Yao?" ”

After hearing this, Qin Lingyan slowly opened his eyes and replied in a sad voice, "Yes." ”

King Donglai knew his heart well, and knew that he would answer so directly, so he turned his head and laughed, mixed with a little sarcasm, and stabbed straight into Qin Lingyan's heart. "Ling Er can know that the person Shu Yao has in mind is Jiang An." Qin Lan turned his head, his gaze gradually became cold, and he raised his hand and pointed lightly, "It's not you, Qin Lingyan." ”

After hearing this, Qin Lingyan suddenly raised his head, his heart was shocked, and there was a buzz in his head, why, did Shu Yao actually like Jiang An? His fingers tightened slightly, and an indescribable sourness suddenly surged in his heart, even so, the corners of his mouth were still smiling, kneeling up straight, and chanting awe-inspiringly, "So what?" If that was Shu Yao's choice, even if she was reluctant, how could Qin Lingyan force her? ”

"Huh." King Donglai chuckled in his throat and said a few words of mockery, "Ling'er is really generous, but ......" His gaze wandered, and slowly fixed on Qin Lingyan's body, "If you can successfully kill Jiang An this time, this king will take Shu Yao and you," his eyes suddenly became solemn, and he changed the tone of the joke just now, and slowly tempted, "How about this king accompany this Donglai Wanli country again?" ”

A bitter smile came out of Qin Lingyan's throat, could it be that the rumors in the outside world that he had never wanted to believe were actually true? With a sad face, he leaned over and bowed, "It has nothing to do with this. ”

"Hmph." King Donglai snorted coldly, sat up straight on the golden throne, his tone gradually became cold, and he no longer wanted to deal with him, so he stiffened his sleeves and said, "This is the king's order." ”

"I ...... I ......" Qin Lingyan trembled all around, lowered his head, his eyes were slightly red, he struggled and trembled for a long time, and he didn't say a complete sentence.

"How?" The dragon's eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes were like torches, and the corners of his lips moved slightly, and he actually made such a threatening speech, "This is the king's order, does the city lord want to disobey?" ”

As soon as the words entered his ears, Qin Lingyan raised his head in fear, Wang Ling, Wang Ling! He bit his lip tightly, his body was still trembling slightly, his eyes were slightly red, and he couldn't bear it several times, but finally struggled to touch the long sword in front of him, slowly clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, leaned over and kowtowed, with endless desolation, intermittently compromised, "Minister...... Commanded. Minister..... Command! He leaned down like that, kept prostrating himself, and did not look up for a long time.

His head exploded as if in pain, and at that time, he really couldn't remember how he stepped out of the gate of Yongfu Palace step by step. The scene of the frolicking sword competition in the past is still in front of me, and the scene of going to the flower shadow moon some time ago has not faded away, the world is impermanent, this is just a short time to pass, do you really want to draw a sword to face each other? He staggered forward, a desolate bitter smile in his throat, how? This time, it's no longer the sword competition of the past, the point is over, if you see you again, I'm afraid that the sword will hook the soul, and the sword will kill you!

Qin Lan looked at his staggering back slowly walking into the distance, his eyes were slightly closed, and his cold face showed a little bit of rare sadness. Suddenly, he lowered his eyes, and the red on the ground stinged his eyes. In a trance, King Donglai raised his hand and smiled bitterly, turned his head and sighed! If a person can fulfill his wish in his life, and he wants the wind to be windy, and he wants the rain to be rainy, then how is it different from the immortals? It's just a pity that in this world, those so-called immortals don't exist in the first place.

Donglai Wang Liangjiu raised his head, caught a glimpse of a black shadow flashing between the beams, his heart moved, his eyes flowed, and he looked around at no one, and then he looked at the figure on the beam, and slowly said, "You come down." ”

The black-clothed man on the beam received the order, his posture was as light as cotton wool, and he turned around several times in the air, and then gently landed in front of his throne, knelt down, bowed his head and worshipped, "Great King......"

King Donglai frowned slightly, waved his big hand, and motioned for him to get up, with a little more eagerness on his face, "Why be polite?" He raised his head, stared at the person in front of him with blazing eyes, and asked lightly, "How are the things entrusted to you by this king done?" ”

The man in black got up and stood behind him, and came over with his ears in his ears.

When the king of Donglai heard this, his face suddenly brightened, and the corners of his mouth smiled faintly, and he sighed in admiration, "It's really fast, and it's not in vain that this king has raised you for many years." Unexpectedly, halfway through the hearing, the sky was clear in front of his face, and suddenly disappeared, and gradually the clouds became dense, and under the weight of the clouds, there were almost a few thunderclaps. I saw him raise his head and sneer, his eyes gradually became cold, and he nodded slowly, but he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a bit of weird admiration, "Okay, very good." ”

For a while, he flicked his sleeves up, flew up with a palm, and struck on the jade case in front of him, his strength was strong, and he smashed out deep five-finger marks. The corners of King Donglai's mouth were still slightly raised, and he sneered a few times, but it was a self-deprecation, sarcastic, "Reverse scales?" Haha, this king's daughter has really grown up a lot, and she actually knows how to form a party for personal gain and cultivate her own power, which really lives up to my expectations! ”

After the man in black finished his report, he took a step back, knelt on one knee, slowly arched his hand, and his throat sounded, but he was as hoarse as a crow crying, and said firmly, "Go to the soup and fight the fire, at all costs," After speaking, he paused, lowered his voice and asked, "Does the king want me to wait to kill the person named Rebel Scale, or lurk and continue to investigate the forces behind Princess Yaohua?" ”

Qin Lan's body trembled slightly, and it took a long time for him to come back to his senses, he lowered his head, and muttered for a moment, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, thinking about it. King Donglai stepped forward, sat back on the golden throne, waved his hand, as if returning to the leisurely past, "It's not time yet, you have sent someone to track down the scales, and when he finds Jiang An, don't be in a hurry to do it, just come and report it quickly." ”

The man in black didn't know the king's mind, his figure was slightly stunned, and it was not easy to guess, so he leaned over and bowed a few times, and said, "No." Immediately, a vertical jumped on the beam, and in the Yongfu Palace, a black shadow jumped several times at first glance, and slowly disappeared.

King Donglai raised his head, his eyes were mixed with a bit of coldness, and he said in a low voice, "Girl, this time, if you stop it, don't blame your father for being merciless and killing all the people around you." ”

Time and space flow to a barren mountain forest more than 800 miles south of Wanzhou City. At this time, it was the height of summer, and although it had rained a few days ago, after the wind and rain stopped, it was still restored to the scene that should have been in this summer. The scorching sun, the plantain is rising, and the scattered cicadas on the high willows make this deserted jungle even more secluded. When I looked up, there was no one in front of me.

At this moment, however, a galloping carriage roared in, and the wheels rustled over the fallen leaves deposited by the old years. Looking closely, I saw the person driving in front of me, with a lofty instrument, strong sword eyebrows, and no anger. Although he was not wearing armor, the long blade hanging from his waist still exuded a few traces of cold aura, which made people dare not look at it. He whipped his horse and drove steadily, with such a sharp look, who else could there be besides Qi Ning Shizi Ye Jin?

Just now, Ye Jin's horse under the anger of the horse shook Ye Shuifu in the carriage, she was frightened for a while, and couldn't help but exclaim "ah". Not to mention that Prince Jiang An, who was so drunk with ten miles of incense that he was weak, couldn't climb tightly, rolled down from his seat, and fell off his head. Seeing this, Ye Shuifu was even more distressed, and after hurriedly helping him up, he lifted the curtain, his phoenix eyes widened, and he spit out a few angry sounds. However, the prince of Qi Ning drove the carriage by himself, did not answer, and did not look back, in a leisurely manner, as if everything that happened before had nothing to do with him.

This kind of look angered the golden princess Furong even more, she glared at Ye Jin's back a few times, threw down the curtain with a "bang" with one hand, got back into the carriage, and pursed her mouth directly, sulking.

In the blink of an eye, the sun was approaching mid-heaven, and the summer sun was scorching, scorching the land and almost emitting black smoke. Even though this secluded forest was shaded by lush foliage, the leaves exposed to the outside of the carriage were still sweating like rain. He frowned a little, raised his hand to wipe the sweat beads oozing from his forehead, thinking that he had worked hard to drive the carriage under the sun this time, but the prisoner of Donglai was comfortable in the shade, and even played with his royal sister Princess Furong.

Not long after the carriage moved forward, there was the sound of gurgling water, as if it was mixed with the majestic wind. Ye Jin heard this, his heart burst with joy, he raised his whip, and hurried for a while, and in a blink of an eye, a clear stream meandered, gurgling in front of his eyes.

Ye Jin was overjoyed, and his irritable mood was much better, he raised his hand and pulled the reins, and with a soft cry of "huh" in his throat, the carriage stopped steadily. Ye Jin turned around and jumped down, lifted the curtain, and smiled at Ye Shuifu, "Let's rest here for a while!" ”