"Master, do you remember the scene when we met for the first time?" He looked in a trance, as if he had seen some interesting picture, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became a little brighter: " I probably will never forget it for the rest of my life, surrounded by a few family members, almost in desperation, I saw you as soon as I raised my eyes, you stood at the mouth of the alley, the sunlight became your background, you are like a fairy who came against the light, leading me out of the dark predicament, three or two to solve the enemy that has troubled me for a long time, I fell to the ground in embarrassment, stained, but you don't care, you ask me, do you want to live. Tomorrow night paused, "How could I not want to? I never believed that there were gods in heaven before, and if there were, I was repeatedly abandoned by the so-called gods? I kept asking myself, did I do something wrong? That's why I will endure all kinds of suffering and torture in this life!"

The words he stated were not passionate, just plain, but the feelings contained in them were deeper than the sea.

"But since I got acquainted with the master, I know that the hardships I have endured are just a grind, in order to be able to meet you for the grind, I am very glad that when you stretched out your hand, I held your hand," Ming Ye smiled slowly, his eyes were as bright as day, and the brilliance was shining, he covered his chest with his left hand, and there, his heart was beating throbbing, "I swore that in this life, no matter what my capacity, I will be with you, swords, mountains and fires, and I will go with you, even if it is to pay for my life, I will not hesitate!" So master, if you can bring back your sanity, you can do it, and you will die tomorrow night without regrets!"

He was satisfied with being able to say all the words he cherished in his heart before he died.

His eyes slowly closed, and he faced death calmly in the bright night.

But for a long time, he didn't wait for Twelve's palm to split head-on, he quietly opened his eyes, and what he saw was Twelve's slowly lowered arms, as well as the pair of godless eyes, restoring their brilliance and brightness!

It was like a dark night, the stars were slowly lit up, and it was the most beautiful and moving picture I had ever seen tomorrow night.

"Master?" he said uneasily, lest the scene in front of him was a dream.

The more precious, the more you care.

Twelve's eyes trembled, and he looked at Ming Ye kneeling on the ground with displeasure, "As I said, my Sima Ruyi's person, don't kneel to the sky, don't kneel to the ground, the man has gold under his knees, and he can't get up yet!"

This is the first sentence that Twelve said when he was awake, his eyes widened in surprise, his eyes were filled with a watery color, he sniffed, suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, he nodded hurriedly, got up from the ground very quickly, bent down and held Lan Xin's body in his arms, and his whole body couldn't stop trembling with excitement.

That's nice......

It's good that the master is finally sobering up......

As soon as he thought that it was his words that brought back his master's reason, he was overjoyed to himself tomorrow night.

Qiu Lou mentioned the heart of the throat and eyes, and then put it back in place, let go of her hand, she wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, and said to Twelve: "Ruyi, you really scared me to death, if you want to come a few more times, maybe I will have to live for many fewer years!"

Twelve Leng glanced at her, and then looked at Lan Xin in Ming Ye's arms, her heart hurt! She couldn't bear to look away, she saw too many dead people, but only this time could make her chest feel stuffy.

The girl who was loyal to her when she opened her eyes will never come back.

The girl who was so delicate that she would be scared and scream when she saw a demonic beast would never come back.

The girl who saw her cultivating frantically, was not angry in her heart, and dragged her out to hang out for a walk, and she never came back......

It turned out that the person around me was dead, it was such a feeling, covering his chest with his bare hands, feeling the feeling of his heart shrinking and tightening, and his twelve expressions were in a trance, as if he was caught in a maze and couldn't find a way out.

If she could be a little stronger, wouldn't Lan Xin have to die?

If she could be a little stronger, her eyes swept over Qiu Lou and Ming Ye, who were also seriously injured, her thin lips were pursed, and her eyebrows were cold, wouldn't they have to be so embarrassed like now?

"Ruyi?" Qiu Lou saw that Twelve refused to start, and whispered, what was she thinking?

Retracting her gaze, Twelve was the cold, arrogant woman again, her eyebrows were stained with wind and frost, she bypassed the night, walked towards Bai Zixu, stretched out her hand, and was just about to pull him up from the ground, when in her ears, a cold shout came: "Let go of my prince!"

With a turn of his eyes, a few guards on the left jumped down from the stands, all with a sharp scimitar on their waists, strong and strong, tigers and tigers, all of them were fourth- and fifth-order martial artists, they walked over quickly, squeezed the twelve away, formed a circle around Bai Zixu, set people up, stared at the culprit viciously with a pair of eyes, and said sharply: "I will not forget this matter in the White Tiger Country!"

Hearing this, Twelve Eleven raised his eyebrows, but saw that Bai Zixu's face was pale, obviously seriously injured, and he felt a little apologetic in his heart, and he bowed his hand slightly, put his posture very low, and said sincerely: "Third prince, I went crazy and hurt you with the wrong hand, and I hope that the prince will not take it to heart, if the prince needs help in the future, just open his mouth, Sima Ruyi will repay the kindness owed to the prince this time!"

Although she was controlled by the demons, her memories did not disappear with the dissipation of the demons, and she remembered that if it weren't for Bai Zixu's desperate obstruction, I am afraid that Xuanji would have been killed by her long ago! Killing a Xuanji is insignificant, but what about after that? Will she kill people with red eyes and kill people when she sees them? Become a real murderer? Or even hurt the people around her?

As long as he thought of this possibility, Twelve was faintly afraid.

Bai Zixu raised his head with difficulty, his vision was blurred, his internal organs were surging with great strength, his internal organs were hit by twelve, he obviously suffered internal injuries, his arms were held by the guards one left and one right, he gasped a few times, and raised a reassuring smile towards Twelve: "You...... It's okay......"

After that, as soon as his eyes were closed, he fainted in front of everyone's eyes.

"Prince!?"

"Master!"

......

Several guards called anxiously, and after probing Bai Zixu's snort with their index fingers, and after making sure that his life was safe, they turned their heads again, glaring at Twelve with a fierce look, and regarded her as an enemy!

Thinking that she had injured their prince, could she simply apologize and forget it? What is the prestige of the White Tiger Country?

A mere second lady of Sima Mansion dared to do something to the royal family, and ate the courage of an ambitious leopard?

But these words, the guards didn't dare to say it, the fierce battle between Fang Cai and the palace master of the Xuannu Palace, they still remember it vividly, how dare they provoke her at this moment?

"Feel free, Sima Ruyi is waiting for you and the others!" Seeing that they had made up their minds, Twelve didn't explain more, the soldiers came to block, the water came to cover up, she hadn't been afraid of anyone, she mistakenly admitted that if Bai Zixu's body was damaged, she would take care of him all his life, why not? But if you want to threaten her, coerce her, and contain her, then I'm sorry, she Twelve is not a soft persimmon!

Twelve turned around indifferently and stretched out his hand to hug Lan Xin with his own hands and bury her well.

"zhanzhu!" one of the guards suddenly spoke, and with a loud shout, stopped Twelve's way.

"What else?" Twelve eyes were cold, turned around and asked, the dark clothes slid into the air into a compass-shape, the clothes were like Lang tides, Lang Lang after Lang flying, the ponytail was already scattered in the fight, the cloud hair was piled up on the shoulders, chest, naturally drooping, winning the weak body, but between the eyebrows there was a bit of pride, a little heroic!

The guard was swept away by her Gu Jing Wubo's gaze, his heart was cold, and a touch of awe subconsciously rose, he hadn't forgotten that the twelve people who tore apart the Xuannu Palace with their bare hands still have a pool of blood on the ground.

Swallowing his saliva quietly, the guard's trembling arm pointed to Twelve, and said in a rough voice: "You can't go!

If the culprit is not caught, what should they do if she runs into some deep mountain to avoid the pursuers?

Back to the White Tiger?

The twelve eyebrows were cold, the lips raised an extremely faint smile, and the eyes were shining, "Go to the White Tiger?" Do you think it's possible?" she said with a sarcastic smile, "If the third prince is in poor health, or if the White Tiger Bixia wants to judge me Sima Ruyi's crimes, at that time, only an imperial list will be announced to the world, no matter where I am, I will definitely go to the White Tiger in person, this is all right?"

If it weren't for the fact that he owed Bai Zixu a lot of favors, how could Twelve be so soft-spoken?

The guard's face sank, and when he saw that Twelve's attitude was relaxed, he thought that she was afraid of the prestige of the White Tiger Country, but now she was confident, and her chest was also raised high, with a proud attitude, she squinted at Twelve: "No! You injured the third prince, you must go back to the White Tiger with us and ask Bixia for guilt!"

He argued with reason, to put it bluntly, he just wanted to go with Twelve, so that they could wash away the charge of taking care of the prince and put all the responsibility on Twelve.

"Hey, don't be embarrassed, Ruyi has said it, I'll go when the time comes, what's the matter if it's later?" Qiu Lou crossed his hands on his hips and complained in his mouth, very unable to see the appearance of these people bullying people.

Standing on the back side of the twelve with Lan Xin in his arms tomorrow night, he also had a solemn expression, as if as long as the other party made a move, they would definitely let them die here!

Qiu Lou's eyes rolled, and a trace of cunning flashed in his smart eyes, "Besides, you didn't see it at that time, it was the third prince who rushed out by himself, we didn't force it, wasn't he also injured himself?"

"Shut up. Twelve snorted coldly, Qiu Lou touched the tip of his nose aggrievedly, and did not forget to mumble in his mouth: "It was originally true." She was not wrong, if it weren't for Bai Zixu looking for his own death and rushing out, he wouldn't have been injured by the twelve, what is the reason why these people have to be unforgiving now?

It was obvious that he saw Twelve's attitude soften, thinking that she was a bully, and wanted to forcibly escort Twelve to the White Tiger, so that she could bow down and confess!

Knowing the other party's calculations, but Twelve was still kind to say, she arched her hand and said: "I still have important things to do, and when I am done, I will go to Baihu and ask your country Bixia for guilt, so okay?"

There was already a trace of displeasure in the words, the top priority was to bury Lan Xin first, even if the sky fell, it was just a trivial matter in the eyes of the twelve!

"No!" the guards didn't budge, and the more Twelve softened, the more arrogant he became.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the White Tiger Country, can you give me a face, and this matter will end here?" A clear voice came from the gate of the school field, and the person who came was dressed in white clothes fluttering, like a fairy in the Nine Heavens, with slightly raised ink hair, a face like a crown of jade, and a pure eyebrow, like a Buddha who is not stained with earthly fireworks!

Qinglong National Teacher Mu Li!

In the stands, many people hissed, why did this national teacher, who rarely shows up, appear today?

glanced at each other, and they both saw solemnity and surprise in each other's eyes.

You must know that the status of the national teacher of the Qinglong country is comparable to that of the king of a country, because of his noble status, he rarely sets foot in the court, and usually only haunts the star picking tower and the national teacher's mansion.

How can such a person exist in the mortal world? The air of the ethereal dust is so clean that people dare not look at it directly.

Stepping on the sunlight and walking against the light, the whole body is shrouded in bright sunlight, which is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it.

It is worthy of the name of its immortals.

Twelve eyebrows raised, a cold light flashed in his eyes, why did he see him again?