Chapter 211: Farewell, Return to the Imperial Capital

Ying Yue was very angry, and he didn't embarrass Huang Taiji too much, and slapped his palm on his Heavenly Spirit Cover, and in the sound of bones shattering, the bones on his body shattered.

The whole person collapsed on the ground like a mess of mud, and his eyes showed a look of relief and even gratitude.

Just dying like this, at least he was much luckier than Ling Chi.

"Cheap him!"

Song Xuan glanced at him coldly, and looked at Ying Yue with some surprise, "Just gave him a pleasure, this is not like your temperament." ”

Ying Yue blinked, "What kind of character am I?" Torturing people is what you Xuanyi Wei likes to do, and I've always been very gentle, okay? ”

Song Xuan sighed, "Really?" ”

"Isn't it?"

Song Xuan looked at Ying Yue bathed in the morning light with a smile, she looked more mature and dignified than back then.

Wearing a moon-white gemstone necklace given to her by herself when she was young, she wore a well-fitting palace white dress, and her delicate face was full of smiles.

Standing in the morning light, it seems to be glowing.

Song Xuan clasped his hands to his chest, and secretly thought to himself in his heart, could it be that after killing Huang Taiji, the national fortune that Ying Yue received was blessed with charm?

"Do you feel anything?" He spoke suddenly.

"Huh?" Ying Yue was a little puzzled, "What are you talking about?" ”

She stepped forward, put her pretty face on Song Xuan's chest, with a hint of blush on her face, and said in a low voice: "Is it worth being hungry for your body?" ”

"This, too..... I mean, after killing Huang Taiji, do you feel anything else? ”

"How can you feel if you're just killing a fat man?"

Invite Yue pondered for a moment, "Hmm.... I feel relaxed, my mood is very refreshing, and all my worries don't seem to exist, does this count? ”

"It should be counted!"

Song Xuan can't figure out these mysterious things, in short, as long as there is no harm.

"Let's go, the blood here is too heavy, let's talk in another place!"

"Well, listen to you!"

The two flickered a few times in the woods by the river, and their figures disappeared.

After the two of them completely walked away, after a long time, many people from the Heaven and Earth Society walked out of the forest one after another.

Looking at the dead corpses all over the ground, a certain hall master drooped his face, looking like he was loveless.

"I'm really convinced, kill these two people and bury them!"

"With so many corpses, how long will this have to be disposed of!"

"Chief helmsman, I don't think we should call it the Heaven and Earth Society, let's just change the name to the Crematorial Society!"

Chen Jinnan was also speechless and sighed, "This should be the last batch, after this time, I plan to withdraw from the rivers and lakes." ”

Several hall masters glanced at each other, "Take us along, this river and lake, don't wait!" ”

.....

I don't know what the situation is, but in April, it began to snow on the boundary of Cheongju and within a hundred miles around Yanjing City.

In a manor, Ying Yue stood in the courtyard and danced in the snow.

Song Xuan was smiling and watching her dance while building a snowman.

"Ah, Song Xuan, you snowman is so ugly!"

Seeing that Song Xuan was sticking a carrot into the snowman's head, the flowers and branches of the smile trembled, "I've never seen such an ugly snowman!" ”

Song Xuan nodded approvingly, "It's really ugly, but there's no way, I'm piling it up like you, just make do with it!" ”

Invitation to the Moon: "......"

"Ah, I'll fight with you with the surname Song!"

Looking at Ying Yue, who rushed towards her with her teeth and claws, Song Xuan stopped her waist and picked her up.

Ying Yue's body suddenly softened, her face turned red, and her heartbeat began to speed up rapidly.

Before she could think nonsense, she only heard a pop, but when she saw Song Xuan planting an upside-down onion, she inserted Ying Yue head down into the snowdrift.

The air, suddenly, fell silent.

Song Xuan smiled awkwardly, "Haha, that, my hand slipped!" ”

When the words fall, run away.

I've been used to playing around since I was a child, and for some reason, when I'm idle, he always can't help but want to clean up this girl.

When he walked away, Ying Yue climbed out of the snowdrift, there was no anger on his face, and he touched the ugly snowman with a gentle face, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

......

Half a month later, by the sea.

Along the way, from time to time, you can see the fleet of the Great Zhou docked on the shore, and the columns of Great Zhou soldiers began to land in an orderly manner.

In the coastal town, in the top-floor guest room of an inn, Ying Yue held Song Xuan's arm with a reluctant expression.

"Song Xuan, I can't come out for too long, I have to go back to the Shifting Flower Palace, otherwise my master will have to break my leg when he goes out."

Song Xuan pinched her pretty face, "You can go back with peace of mind, I also have to go back to the imperial capital to retreat for a while, Qingzhou is too depressing to stay in, it is not a good place to cultivate." ”

Invite Yue's eyes lit up, "Are you going to prepare for the promotion of Martial Arts Grandmaster?" ”

Song Xuan nodded.

Ying Yue looked left and right, saw that no one was looking here, and said in a low voice: "When the time comes, will it be able to do that?" ”

Song Xuan smiled narrowly: "You are in a hurry? ”

"You're not in a hurry?" Invite Yue said twice, "You don't have to worry about it, you take your hand away from my arms!" ”

Song Xuan calmly withdrew his hand and smiled lightly, "You know, after condensing the Flower of the Gods, my hand has its own thoughts, and it will find some favorite things to knead by itself." ”

"Well, I understand, your cultivation is special!"

Invite Yue glanced at him, "Song Xuan, you can eat indiscriminately, you can't pinch things indiscriminately, with our relationship, I don't care, but if it's another woman, isn't it good?" ”

"Inviting the Moon Palace Master, is this ordering me?"

"Yes, Commander Song doesn't have anything to say?"

Song Xuan said: "It feels good!" ”

"Humph!"

Ying Yue wanted Song Xuan to make a promise to herself before parting that she would not mess with flowers and grass outside, but she also knew that her little man's temperament was soft and not hard, if she had to be hard, the other party would only be harder than herself!

After hesitating for a moment, Ying Yue spoke again, "Song Xuan, will you marry me?" ”

"You asked before."

"But I'd like to hear it again. That place in the Flower Shifting Palace is too lonely, and in the next few years, I need to rely on your words to persevere. ”

Song Xuan's face was serious, and he bowed his head and said, "Yes!" ”

Ying Yue suddenly laughed happily, her eyebrows and eyes were like a crescent moon, she was very considerate and straightened her neckline for Song Xuan, and said softly: "Then I'm waiting for you in the Flower Shifting Palace." ”

With that, she pushed the door open and walked out, following the crowd aboard a merchant ship.

Just go, neatly, not at all dragging mud and water.

Seeing the ship where Ying Yue was sailing away, Song Xuan stood at the window and was silent for a long time, and the tenderness between his eyebrows gradually converged.

The relationship between children and daughters is over today, and next, he is going to start planning for his martial arts path.