The night breeze blew, rolling up the black green silk of Qing Nuo, he went back to the apocalypse not long ago to see, time was running out, as if his body was getting weaker and weaker, pale face, he couldn't wait any longer.

The cold and delicate face gradually became cold, the air around him was about to condense into ice, and the dark eyes gradually appeared a different color, and the original black gradually turned into silver.

"What? Can't tell? ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the palace gate. She wouldn't go anywhere, no matter how confused she was, no matter how directionless, no matter how painful she was in that deep wall, she would still go back there.

Because there is her care, and there is her heart.

Qing Nuo watched the change in her eyes in shock, the young master was really angry, and the eyes of the people of the blood clan would only turn silver when they were extremely angry. If the young master really made up his mind, then it was almost impossible to return to the apocalypse, so how could it be like that.

"Young master, the reason for his subordinates is to save people."

Leng Xian Ning's footsteps paused, but he didn't look back, and chuckled, from soft to indifferent, his silver eyes shining in the dark night.

"I'm not a Bodhisattva, I'm not a Buddha, I'm not a good person, so why should I save people."

Yes, she is not a good person, she has long identified herself as such in her heart. She can design others to protect him, and she can even kill people for him. If his heart is the world, then she will not hesitate to grab it for him, for him.

Qing Nuo was stunned, he suddenly didn't know what to say, he had already seen the indifference of the young master. But I didn't know that she didn't even believe in herself.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, like a spring breeze, he seemed to have returned to the Qingnuo who didn't care about anything.

"It turns out that the young master's heart can be so cold."

Leng Xian Ning closed his eyes, and his eyes returned to black. She just wants to tell him that she is not a soft persimmon that can be pinched and rounded,

"Your sweetheart?"

Qingnuo still smiled, smiled gently, and smiled indifferently.

"Yes."

"How to save it?"

Leng Xian Ning stared at him tightly, but Qing Nuo's face did not change at all, and he didn't seem to be moved by her compromise.

"It needs the blood of the young master."

Leng Xianning was silent for a while, it doesn't matter if this blood is a drop, one drop or two drops, she doesn't care much, it's a big deal of 600cc, which is normal for blood donation in modern times.

"I exchange my freedom with you, if I save her, I will have nothing to do with the apocalypse from now on."

"Okay." Qing Nuo replied in a low voice.

Turning around, he walked in the other direction, and a tear crossed his white face. If the young master saves Wanru, I am afraid that she will no longer be able to do without the apocalypse, and how can she be free.

He lived up to his master's entrustment, and he couldn't protect the young master, but it was as if he had sacrificed himself for the master, and he tried his best to save her last breath.

He couldn't watch his beloved woman leave.

He thought that his master would forgive him.

It should be forgiven.

The night was silent, and the moon shone in the sky. The moonlight is bright and clean, quietly sprinkled on the cold and dark yellow face, she is not beautiful, and can even be described as ugly, but why does the prince of Donglu have to marry her?

There is also what Brother Qing said about saving people, looking at his reaction, it is not so simple, but this is the only chance to get rid of them, and she really doesn't want to let it go.

There is no time to lose.

One after another, Leng Xian Ning raised his head and looked up at the full moon in the sky.

The moon is round.

"Sixteen?" A soft voice spat out from his lips, and he sighed again, on the day of the full moon, it is indeed easy to feel homesick, but I don't know where the home I think is?

The clear eyes swept the silent and unmanned path around him, dodged and hid behind a rockery, and after a while, when he came out, he had changed into a goose yellow overalls, and his face was cold, and he walked towards his purple glass palace in the moonlight.

The cold condensation eyes scanned the still open palace door and the hall where the fire candles were hung high. The eyebrows are slightly raised, at this hour, everyone should have fallen asleep, why is it as bright as day now.

"What's wrong?" Leng Xianning unconsciously raised her voice and asked the person who was dozing off in the hall.

Yueyuan nodded, and was awakened by the sudden voice, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and when she saw the people in the hall clearly, she immediately greeted her, "Princess, you can come back, the fourth prince has been waiting for you for a long time." He refused to leave. ”

Leng Xianning looked at the person who was asleep on the table, his thick black eyebrows were squeezed together, he looked around, and suddenly said sharply,

"Why don't you cover the four princes with a thin quilt, if you are infected with the wind and cold, you can bear it."

The sudden stern voice made Yue Yuan a little stunned, and hurriedly said, "Princess, I ······"