zi Youkaku.. That's it. Watch your figure disappear into the night.

That's it. Let you go......

Ximen Jingxuan looked at Lin Xin'er. Watch as she is about to disappear completely into the night. Suddenly he shouted. Wait."

Mo Zeng stepped on his feet. Reluctantly turned around." I regret it."

Ximen Jingxuan ignored Mo Zengxuan's sarcasm. Dodge and swept in front of Lin Xin'er." Go back to Osan Town first. Wash it up."

Mo Zengjiao thought about it. Both herself and Lin Xin'er were covered in blood at this time. It must be too indecent to see someone like this. I don't want people to see his embarrassment.

Of course. Ximen Jingxuan's eyes did not have Mo Zengjiao at all. He just wanted Xin'er to feel comfortable and refreshed.

"Okay." Lin Xin'er nodded.

Mo Zeng did not object. It is the promise. The three of them swept out of the valley. Mo Zeng's footsteps were a little slow. Soon left behind.

And at this time, Ouyang Minghe came over like crazy. The cries of Ula Ullah in the mouth do not stop.

Mo Zeng glanced at him in disgust. I thought his mother was dead. He will turn hatred into power. Who knows it's still so unsuccessful. A dignified seven-foot man. It's not as good as his sister Ouyang Mingjin. Not to mention Lin Xin'er.

Ouyang Minghe was scared crazy. It is useless for such a person to bring back to the Kingdom of Qi Underworld. But......

Mo Zeng waved his palm. Ouyang Minghe, who was running around in front of him in a crazy way, screamed miserably. The body was struck far away by the force of the palm. Hit my head on the peak.**Blossomed.

Although one arm was injured. But the other intact hand had no problem dealing with an Ouyang Minghe. Mo Zeng looked at his bloody hand. Pick up the pace. Chase in the direction of the town of Osan Town.

Entered the town of Ossan. Ximen Jingxuan took Lin Xin'er to the post inn. Directly hit the token of the national teacher. The post steward did not dare to slack off. Everything is available.

Lin Xin'er took a hot bath. I changed into a crisp shirt. A short hair is casually draped like that.

After freshening up. Ximen Jingxuan came back from outside.

"You've found Mo Zengjiao's station in Wushan Town." Lin Xin'er asked.

"Hmm. It's a rice shop." Ximen Jingxuan nodded.

He watched Mo Zeng enter the rice shop with his own eyes. Although Mo Zengjiao is the emperor of a country. But sneak into other countries. Again with suspicious serious injuries. You can't go to the inn or something. If he wants to do something, he still has to go to his own turf.

Choose a rice shop. It means that Namidian is the place where he intends to take root in Dongzhu.

Food is the foundation of a country. The march and the battle are also the first of the grain and grass. Mo Zengjiao really knows how to choose the industry. I thought of starting with a rice shop in Dongzhu.

"You're going to ruin it." Lin Xin'er asked.

"No. I'm going to wait for him to get bigger." Ximen Jingxuan Road.

Now compete with Mo Zengjiao. On the way back to the Qingyuan Dynasty, there is another fetter. If you can go back early. Dispose of it before leaving. If it's too late. It can also come in handy in the future.

"Jing Xuan. Don't you blame me at all?" Lin Xin'er hugged Ximen Jingxuan's waist. Tilted his head and asked cautiously.

It's one thing to promise. It's another thing to think in your heart. Men have their own little bit of caution. Think about it when it was by the river. When Ximen Jingxuan saw her with Huangfu Yanchong. How hostile is to Huangfu Yan Chong. Now he's just going along with himself.

She knows. Her choice was also hurtful to him. But. She couldn't have chosen otherwise. They weren't the only ones in the world. There are many more ties between the two. Life. This is how it is entangled by countless intertwined roots. One ring and one ring. constitutes the whole life.

"I don't blame you. Only I feel sorry for you." Ximen Jingxuan stroked Lin Xin'er's hair.

I don't know when this short hair will grow. When will the stumbling between them come to an end?

"Master National Teacher."

Outside. The station steward is calling.

Ximen Jingxuan opens the door. Get out there." What's the matter?"

"There's a boy waiting outside. I want to see the National Teacher." Steward's Report.

"Let him wait outside." Ximen Jingxuan dropped a sentence. Then he returned to the house.

You don't have to guess to know that it was Mo Zeng's foot that came to urge people.

This guy has a handle in his hands. Very bold. Dare to run to Dongzhu Post Station to find someone.

"I don't know how Brother Huangfu was caught by him. When did he come to Qi Yingguo. Missed it with us." Lin Xin'er pondered.

"Huangfu Yan Chong has this heart. I respect him." Ximen Jingxuan Road.

He didn't blame Emperor Fu Yan Chong for being caught. became Mo Zeng's handle to deal with Xin'er. But Jing Huangfu Yan Chong also found overseas.

As the eldest brother in Xin'er's heart. He's very conscientious. But only for the big brother.

Knock knock.

Another knock on the door.

"Master of the National Teacher.."

"Tell him. After daybreak, the national teacher will bring people to see him." Ximen Jingxuan was very impatient to interrupt the words of the steward outside the door.

Mo Zengjiao. You will pay a terrible price for today's persecution one day.

At this time, Ximen Jingxuan really had the heart to destroy a country. The people of Qi Mingguo treated him and Xin'er all sorts. The greatest retribution is to make it disappear from history.

"Jing Xuan."

Lin Xin'er raised her hand to touch Ximen Jingxuan's face. The stubble on the chin is a bit prickly. Thin lips are tight. The eyes are deep in two cold nests.

He was originally indifferent, and he became colder and colder. The cold always needs to rely on the blood of murder to resolve the cold.

How could he not make her feel distressed.

"Jing Xuan. I'd love to have another baby with you. I will spend my whole life to keep him born safely. Grow up ......"

Stand on tiptoe. Lin Xin'er's lips gently attached to Ximen Jingxuan's rough jaw. Slowly moved to his thin lips. Touching the chill of the bone.

"Nope."

Ximen Jingxuan shook suddenly. Push Lin Xin'er away.

Lin Xin'er was stunned. So long after the reunion. Only when Ximen Jingxuan pestered her. Never so resistant.

"If you go with him you can only choose one. I just want you. He can find someone else to be born. You don't have to come and fight for your life with me." Ximen Jingxuan looked at Lin Xin'er. A word for word.

"Jingxuan ......"

Lin Xin'er moved her lips. I don't know what to say.

"Don't say anything." Ximen Jingxuan answered for her.

Why should there be so many choices in life. If you have to let him choose. He is willing to choose to meet her for the first time in Northern Xinjiang. And he took her away and flew away. Ignore any court battles. No more responsibility. Maybe put aside the shackles of identity early. It's a lot easier now.

But. Where did so many ifs come from.

"Master National Teacher." The post steward came knocking on the door without knowing whether he was alive or dead." The boy said. If you don't see him. You'll regret it."

This time, the steward did not wait for Ximen Jingxuan to interrupt. Finish the sentence in one quick breath.

"It doesn't seem to be Mo Zengjiao." Lin Xin'er was puzzled.

Mo Zengjiao even if he wants to urge people. Wouldn't be so tireless. According to his current "righteousness", what does it matter if he rushes in directly.

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