"Well, I warn you, if there is a next time, I will not let you go. Ming Ye snorted coldly, clasped his hands on his shoulders, leaned against the wall outside the house, closed his eyes, and the anger in his heart could not be eliminated.

Yun Ruoshui opened his mouth, looked at the closed door, and looked at the bright night like a guardian saint, Zuihou could only hang his head and leave in disappointment.

She knew that she was too reckless tonight, but she just didn't want Bai Zixu to be disappointed, she just wanted to fulfill his wish.

Is this also wrong?

No one knows the answer.

Twelve's body was cold, sitting on a wooden chair in a robe, one hand against the corner of her forehead, her back against the window, the cold moonlight projected in from the window, she sat against the light, like a king in the night, half-open and half-closed eyes, deep and dull.

The other hand gently tapped on the armrest of the wooden chair, and the sound of small shattering was endless in the quiet room.

How?

She didn't develop any shili, and wanting to resist the lion of the White Tiger Country was tantamount to using her arms as a car, but this battle was indeed caused by her, at least, on the surface, she Sima Ruyi was about to become a sinner through the ages, did she really want to let the White Tiger and Xuanwu fight again?

The window flickered, a cool breeze blew in from outside, the candlelight was blown flickering, and a figure rushed in from outside.

"It's really rare, you haven't cultivated in the middle of the night, what are you pondering?" Ling Yuhan squatted in front of Twelve, his eyes burning, staring at her.

Twelve smiled indifferently: "Have you seen enough of the play?"

He had been hiding in the shadows just now, and he really thought she didn't know? Twelve was the most sensitive to breath, how could he not find him?

"Enough is enough," Ling Yuhan's eyes flashed, his wrist flicked, he dragged Twelve up, turned over and sat on the wooden chair, holding her in his arms, his green and white fingers curling her hair, and burying his face in her neck socket, "What are you going to do?"

"What do you think?" Twelve asked rhetorically, relaxed her body and leaned into his embrace, she was really tired and didn't want to be pulled into this troubled water, but now, no matter how you look at it, it seems that she can't avoid it, whether it is Bai Zixu or Yun Ruoshui, or even Mu Li, they all want to pull her into this whirlpool.

She obviously just wants to become stronger, strong enough to cut through the void, but that's all, but now Weishenme has become the savior in their mouths?

How ridiculous is it that a person like her, whose hands are stained with countless blood, should be regarded by them as the only person who can calm the war?

"If you don't want to, I'll drive them away tomorrow. Ling Yuhan said strongly, "In this world, there are only things you don't want to do, Ruyi, don't wronged yourself for the sake of others." ”

"It's not a grievance," the irritability in Twelve's heart calmed down a lot under Ling Yuhan's silent reassurance: "I just resisted." ”

Mu Li fooled Bai Zixu to come, just for the so-called prophecy of the so-called destiny, she resisted in her heart that her life was set by an unknown person, resisting, the ethereal hundred-year prophecy!

"Thinking about Mu Li?" Ling Yuhan seemed to have the ability to read minds, and he could always see through Twelve's mind.

"Yes. Twelve nodded honestly, and his deep eyes flashed with a trace of cold light: "He is too persistent in Na Laozi's prophecy, and he is afraid that when it comes to the necessary time, even if I can ignore Yun Ruoshui's request, I will be dragged into the water than him." ”

"What he did, that Buddha, hum. Ling Yuhan's face was gloomy, and when he mentioned Mu Li, his tone was a lot colder.

"Do you have a grudge against him?" asked Twelve, confused.

Ling Yu said coldly: "Of course, I have known him for a long time, that Buddha, who seems to be out of the world, in fact, plays with the entire four kingdoms in the palm of his hand, and the hidden guards in his hands are all over the four countries, and many years ago, he began to prepare for the preparation of helping the demon star unify the four kingdoms, hum, why don't you eat fireworks? It's all his disguise!"

"I owe him two favors. Twelve pursed his lips tightly and said quietly: "If it weren't for his self-destructive cultivation to help me break through, how could I have swept the Xuannu Palace so easily? ”

"So, are you planning to follow his idea and intervene in Xuanwu and White Tiger?" Ling Yuhan frowned in displeasure.

"Do you know what I saw when I came back from the Heavenly Gate, passing through a small town?" Twelve eyes were faint, and said softly: "The people are displaced, everyone is fleeing frantically, as long as they hear the news that the White Tiger Iron Horse is about to go south, everyone is terrified, it is said that every time the White Tiger breaks a city, it will slaughter the city." ”

"Suppressed by force, even if the White Tiger Prince Bai Zimo reigns in the world, he will be greatly disappointed. "Water can carry a boat and it can capsize a boat, who would want to help a tyrant?

"Do you think that if Bai Zimo really reigns over the world, he will let me go?" Twelve suddenly remembered that when he met Bai Zimo several times, his eyes full of possessiveness and strong interest sent a chill down his spine.

"He dares to do something to you?" Ling Yuhan raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth opened a bloodthirsty arc: "If he dares, I will destroy his kingdom with my own hands and make him the king of the dead country!"

Twelve frowned, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, "Don't talk about him, do you think Mu Li will let me continue to stand by?"

Ling Yuhan was instantly dumbfounded, Mu Li was the most persistent in prophecy, he believed in fate, and for the sake of fate, he would definitely force twelve to comply!

"Really, according to you, we don't want to have a leisurely life in the future. Ling Yuhan's arms tightened, hugged Twelve's waist tightly, sniffed the light fragrance between her hair, and slowly opened his mouth, his eyes were shining: "However, you just need to do what you think in your heart, even if it breaks this day, I am still here." ”

"Do you want to learn from the girl to quarry stones to make up for the sky?" the corners of Twelve's mouth twitched.

"Master, who is the girl?" The wild voice of the fire unicorn exploded in Twelve's mind.

"It doesn't matter who it is, hey!Woman, you hurry up and make a decision, this seat can't wait to see blood!" Zhu Xianjian smiled evilly, what kind of master there is, what kind of contractor, whether it is the fire qilin or the Zhu Xian sword, they are all war-hungry in their bones, and the most haode battlefield is the chaos in the world!

"Shut up, I have my own plans. Twelve was annoyed by their quarrel, and with a cold snort, he severed contact with them.

"If I really decide to intervene ......"

"There are 40,000 people up and down the temple of the God King, and I am at your command. Ling Yuhan gave his answer almost without thinking, if she wants to conquer the world, he will do his best to help her!

"Forty thousand people, resist the hundreds of thousands of troops of the White Tiger," Twelve shook his head, jumped up from Ling Yuhan's thigh, stretched his waist, and a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth, "Since Mu Li or Bai Zimo will not let me go in the future, then, this trip to the troubled waters, why not let me go once?" What's more, she couldn't bear to see Yun Ruoshui disappointed.

In order to protect herself, for the sake of her wishes, she turned this puddle of water upside down in twelve!

Ling Yu's cold eyes were obsessed, looking at the twelve with a solemn face, her heart was beating fast, she was like a blooming poppy, obviously hiding poison, but for him it was the ultimate charm!

"Okay, I'll send all the people out of the Divine King Palace back tomorrow, and I'll order troops to prepare to fight on the battlefield with you!" Ling Yuhan smiled wildly, with a disregard for the people in the world, arrogant and refreshing!

Twelve nodded indifferently, "It's hard work." ”

"If you need to thank you," Ling Yuhan's whole body was soft and boneless, his slender body leaned on the wooden chair, his slender fingers pointed at his lips, his eyes flashed, and he looked at Twelve, "Kiss me, how about it?"

Twelve's cheeks were red, and he had the urge to slap him to death, and the emotion and pride in his heart completely turned into smoke in his words, "Do you really want to go to Lethe River for reincarnation?"

"How can I be willing to leave you alone, alone in this world?" Ling Yuhan smiled evilly, "If I die, I will definitely pull you along, so that I can walk the Na Na He Bridge, and I will not be lonely." ”

Twelve's heart was hot, his words were full of blood, but in her ears, they were the most touching love words in the world!

It was also the most touching word she had ever heard.

"Okay, let's live and die together!"

"Life is different, death is the same. Ling Yuhan raised his eyebrows, kicked his feet lightly on the ground, the whole person jumped up in the air, floated down on Twelve's side, dragged his arm, and held her whole person in his arms, leaned over slightly, and accurately found her slightly opened red lips, the kiss fell straight down like a storm, Twelve was stunned at first, and then stretched out his hand and hugged him back, the dragon's tongue skillfully danced with him, and in the room, the atmosphere suddenly became hot and hot.

Tomorrow Night is not a fool, although the cultivation is not as good as the two people in the house, but their conversation, but the sound of their conversation, is not soundproofed, as counted into his ears, at this time, the room is silent, with the feet to think that they must be lingering.

My heart hurt so hard that I was about to suffocate my breath.

Tomorrow night's clenched fists, beads of blood quietly fell, and he gritted his teeth, forcing himself not to imagine the scene inside at this moment.

Focusing on the news that Fang had just heard, the master was about to make a move, and Ling Yuhan would also lead the 40,000 elites of the Divine King Hall to help her.

And what about yourself?

Tomorrow night frowned, what can he help his master? 40,000 elites against the White Tiger Million Male Division, the disparity in strength, what can he do?

With an idea, somehow Ming Ye actually thought of what the head of Luo said to him when he left the Falling Heaven Gate.

He said that the Gate of Falling Heaven was his home.

Although he disdains it, if he can inherit the Falling Heaven Gate, will he be able to help his master? Even if it is only a little meager combat power, as long as he can help her, he is willing!

The next day, as soon as Twelve stepped out of the door, he saw Ming Ye standing in the courtyard with a haggard face, his face was slightly pale, his body was covered with frost, and his eyes were blue, as if he couldn't sleep all night, and his eyebrows were full of tiredness.

She frowned slightly, and ordered, "You go back to your room and rest." ”

Tomorrow night's throat was astringent, and he seemed indifferent to Shang Twelve, but in fact, he hid his worried eyes, and the idea in his heart became more and more firm: "Master, I need to go back to the Heavenly Gate again." ”

"Huh?" Twelve blinked.

"I want to go back, seize the power to sit in the position of the master, and do my part for the master!" said Ming Ye firmly and resolutely, in the past, in the dark alley, the young man who was trampled on, humiliated, and filthy has now become an existence that can hold up a small sky for her!

Twelve eleven stunned, "You don't have to ......"

"Master!" This is the first time he has interrupted Twelve's words tomorrow night, and it is also the first time he has disobeyed Twelve, with a resolute attitude, with a lonely courage at all costs, "I have decided!"

Twelve lowered his head and sighed slightly.

Who can stop the young samurai from dying?

She pursed her lips tightly, raised her head, her eyes were sharp, and she stared deeply at Ming Ye a few times, "Okay, I'll wait for you to lead the Falling Heaven Gate to join me!"

"Yes!" Tomorrow Night's heart fluttered, for her trust and her pride, "Master, please take care." ”

"Go ahead. Twelve Yi waved his hand, saw Ming Ye fly away, and then closed his eyes and suppressed the faint reluctance in his heart.

She had more important things to do, and since he wanted to fly, she let go and let him fly!

Never by her side!