Xiao Yu came back peacefully, neither the earth-shattering battle of the immortals, nor the sacrifice of his life.

So much so that when Lin Yinping saw Xiao Yu come back just before the sun went down, he was a little stunned, so fast?

Now Lin Yinping and several Taiji settled in the Kolko Department, with Xiao Yu's footsteps, it was only two hours of kung fu to go back and forth, after returning to the Kolko Ministry, Xiao Yu did not see Lin Yinping in the big tent, and after greeting Huang Hanji and Shen Dongzan, he walked to a slightly smaller tent behind the big tent, and no one was blind to obstruction, he walked into the boudoir of a princess so easily.

After entering the tent, there was a silver screen, and around the screen, there was a woman in white sitting alone at the table, looking at the candlestick on the table in a daze. Hearing the footsteps, the woman turned around, and after being stunned for a moment, she said with a light smile: "I'm back." ”

Xiao Yu didn't speak, just nodded.

Lin Yinping stood up and asked with a smile, "What did that old woman tell you to do?"

Xiao Yu smiled, "It's nothing, it's just a couple of cruel words, it's weird and boring." ”

A man and a woman stood together, the jumping candlelight messed up the two figures, as if they were about to merge together, both of them were silent, I don't know how long it took, Xiao Yu suddenly said: "I'll leave tomorrow." ”

Lin Yinping trembled slightly, biting his lip, but still nodded.

As for where Xiao Yu was going, Lin Yinping didn't ask, and Xiao Yu didn't say.

There was an awkward silence between the two again, and Lin Yinping sat down again and continued to look at the candle flame in a daze.

Xiao Yu was a little at a loss, as if he felt that this was a waste of the rare warm time between the two, and he was a little disappointed, but he didn't know what to say.

Xiao Yu was silent for a while, then sat down opposite Lin Yinping, there was a candlestick between the two, and the candlelight hid their faces in the shadows, and no one could see whose expressions clearly, and asked in a rare soft voice, "What's wrong?"

Lin Yinping's face was expressionless, and he turned his face slightly, not looking at Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu smiled bitterly: "I can't help myself......"

But before Xiao Yu finished speaking, Lin Yinping had already turned his head, held the slightly cool desktop with both hands, looked directly at Xiao Yu and said calmly: "Do you want to say that you will stay here and wait for you obediently? You are taking me to make a vase, aren't you?"

"A precious vase that will help you sit on the throne of the Prairie King?"

Xiao Yu suffocated, speechless.

Lin Yinping continued to look at himself and said: "I know it's a bit hurtful to say these words, but I found that you have changed, and you are no longer the Xiao Yu I just met." ”

Xiao Yu lowered his head and said softly: "I haven't changed, this is me." ”

Lin Yinping's hands holding the table trembled slightly, and his tone became sluggish, "You mean...... You lied to me before? Or is this who you are? Everything is fake?"

Speaking of this, Lin Yinping's voice already had a faint cry.

"Then let me ask you, do you want to marry the princess of the grassland, or Lin Yinping?"

Xiao Yu stood up suddenly, as if angry, Lin Yinping did not back down at all, raised his head and stared at Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu's fist under his sleeve was clenched tightly, but he didn't make any movement after all, neither retorted loudly, nor brushed his sleeves away.

Because even through a layer of candlelight, he could clearly see Lin Yinping's already red eyes. After all, she is still a girl who has lived steadily under her father's wing for twenty years.

Thinking of what he had said, as well as the promise he made when Mu Bai died, all Xiao Yu's anger dissipated.

He sighed slightly, "Don't think about it." ”

Lin Yinping seemed to have lost the courage of Fang Cai all of a sudden, sat back softly, and tears flowed down his eyes, "I didn't think about it, everyone knows that you want to be the king of the grassland......"

Xiao Yu was silent again, it was not the first time he had heard such a statement, and he did not resist it from the bottom of his heart.

Speaking of which, Xiao Yu and Lin Yinping really get together less and leave more, every time they get together in a hurry, and then they leave in a hurry, it seems that they have been together for less than half a month in half a year.

Lin Yinping didn't know how long the words had been backlogged in his heart, and he said them all in one go. After finishing speaking, the whole person lay weakly on the cold table.

Xiao Yu retreated quietly, standing outside the tent and looking up at the starry sky, silent.

Lin Yinping lay in the crook of his arm, his shoulders swayed slightly, and the soft sobbing sound was particularly harsh in the tent where there was only one person.

......

In the early morning, when Lin Yinping woke up, he found that he had been hugged to the soft collapse at some point, and a thick layer of candle tears had accumulated on the candlestick on the table. She was still alone in the tent.

Lin Yin waved his hand angrily, knocked the candlestick on the table to the ground, and then turned over with a brocade quilt covering his head.

......

On the long grassland, a horse slowly moved towards the northwest, and on the horse was a young man in a black brocade robe, wearing a long sword at his waist, but he looked a little like a disciple from the cultivation sect.

The situation on the grassland is at present, the southeast is close to the half of the central capital, which is under the control of the four departments, and the princess's half of the grassland is close to the northwest Molun Temple, but now the grassland is divided into two parts, and the big war is imminent, and the number of rangers patrolling the border between the two has also increased suddenly

Suspicious persons can be killed on the spot.

Several Taiji who followed the royal court stationed troops not far from this border, but most of them had their own wishful thinking and refused to be cannon fodder, and they also pushed back and blocked the royal court's orders, but some small tribes around were tossed by these noble people, and every day there were four or five waves of cavalry under the banner of collecting military rations like locusts crossing the border, snatching cattle and sheep and grabbing grain from these small tribes. The herdsmen of these small tribes also have bitter words, and they can only swallow bitter water in their stomachs.

Xiao Yu is going to cross the border, pass through this northwest grassland, and go to the big snow mountain at the junction of the desert north grassland and the desert south grassland.

There is a Molun Temple on the Daisetsuzan Mountains.

The towering Molun Temple, if there is no immortal in it, Xiao Yu does not believe it, but he estimates that the two great immortals of the Taoist Sect have already gone to the Molun Temple, and maybe they can see a great battle between the gods and the immortals.

The immortal who does not enter the world, I don't know how it compares to the battle between heaven and man?

Last time I saw the battle between Akiba and Xu Lin in Zhongdu, Autumn Leaves once borrowed a mountain of snow to give Zhongdu a heavy snowfall, no matter how powerful it is, it is also borrowed, I don't know how powerful the realm that claims to be able to control the vitality of heaven and earth is.

Suddenly, Xiao Yu remembered a lot of past events, such as the sword fairy he once admired when he practiced swords in the small courtyard, when he was a child, he always thought that the sword fairy was omnipotent, he beheaded people thousands of miles away, and above the nine heavens of the sword, he felt that he could get revenge if he practiced the sword immortal, and now of course Xiao Yu would not think so, in today's world, it may be Shangguan Xianchen who can meet the image of the sword fairy in Xiao Yu's mind.

That's a character who can kill the free immortals, and it's unattainable.