Tang Li inadvertently turned around and didn't see the figure of the little demon king in the crowd.

Confused, she stood to the side, and only after the large army had passed by did she see the man standing at the back.

When she walked over, she found that the little devil had red eyes and was holding a piece of paper in a daze.

She called him twice but didn't answer, and then leaned over.

When she saw the words on it, she was obviously stunned.

Emperor Zhaoyang was critically ill.

After coming back to her senses, she immediately looked at the little demon king.

How important Emperor Zhaoyang was to him, as an outsider, she could see it very clearly.

At this time, she couldn't help but feel pity.

After Ning Yuchu saw the letter, his whole body was as cold as if he was soaking in ice and snow.

Something tore his heart apart.

Until a warm hand reached out and pulled him out of the cold winter and put him back in the middle of the sunny summer day.

He bowed his head in a sneer, his slender fingers covering the back of his hand, white as jade.

His mind has not yet returned to its place, and he is still in a trance.

A gentle voice fell.

"Yu Chu, you calm down first, we don't know what the situation is on the Dijing side, we can't mess with ourselves now, we have to go back and see first."

Ning Yuchu's distracted eyes gradually regained focus, and he repeated twice as if comforting himself: "Yes, calm down, you can't mess with yourself, you can't mess with yourself." ”

When the words fell, he clasped her hand with his backhand: "Ugly bastard, go back to Beijing, now immediately!" ”

Tang Li felt his hands trembling, like a young beast, full of fear about what he would face in the future.

She raised her other hand and held him: "Okay, let's go back." ”

Her words made him panic, and his heart calmed down a little.

He grabbed her and was about to leave.

At this time, the large army in front had stopped, and they all turned to look at them quietly.

Ning Yuchu paused.

Emotionally, he doesn't care about anything, he just wants to return to the imperial grandfather as soon as possible.

But reason tells yourself that you must start and finish well.

He saved them from the jackal's mouth with his own hands, and he couldn't just leave them alone.

He took a deep breath and said with difficulty: "Mingli, keep going!" ”

Tang Li knew that he was struggling in pain, but he still chose to take on the promise he made to Grandpa Tianguang at that time.

Mingli said yes, and everyone walked towards Mingxin Sect again.

Tang Li let him hold it hard, even if it hurt, he didn't show half a point on his face.

"Yu Chu, you can be willful."

As soon as the words fell, the person who was still cold and serious suddenly turned around and rested his head on her shoulder.

"Ye is already an adult, and he can't do what he wants anymore."

Tang Li's nose was sore, and he couldn't help but stroke his back.

"Our Liang Wang Shizi has grown up."

Ning Yuchu closed his eyes and said in a dumb voice: "It's really uncomfortable to grow up." ”

After he stabilized his mood, he left from her shoulder, trying to raise a smile, signaling her to rest assured: "Ye is not so weak, first deal with the matter here, then you can leave in peace, let's go." ”

Looking at his struggling to straighten his back, Tang Li felt a pain in his heart.

There were some things she couldn't help but want to tell him.

But she was worried that the three-year trip to Jiangnan would change some things, even if she told him that Emperor Zhaoyang could survive this summer, she was afraid that she would change the ending of the characters in advance because of the change in the plot line of the little demon king.

So she didn't want to give him hope, and made him even more desperate.

This time, she desperately hoped that Tiandao could maintain the plot line of Dijing.

So that she can return to the imperial capital in time to help Emperor Zhaoyang diagnose and treat.