Volume 16 Chapter 5 Optimus Pillar (5)

Yang Ning is excellent at light work, flying in the dark night. There was no sound at all, but as soon as he landed in front of the tent, He Louqi's eyes had already fallen on him, but he just swept by, still looking up at the sky, as if he was intoxicated by the turning of the galaxy, and the years were dark, Yang Ning did not dare to disturb, for this former master, the head of today's grandmaster, he was really in awe, so he did not dare to be rude at all, and I don't know how much time had passed, He Louqi's deep thinking seemed to be detached from the cold stars in the sky, and said slowly: "Today's battle, I must have understood, why don't you come back to retreat earlier?"

Yang Ning's heart warmed, and he only felt that what was in front of him was not a strong enemy who wanted to kill him, but an elder relative who took good care of him, and then lowered his head and said: "The younger generation has always had clear grievances, if it is not in his heart." It is also difficult to calm down, and the younger generation's heart hangs on Qingping's poisonous wounds, not like Miss Ping's heart is not distracted, even if she is forced to retreat, there may not be any gain. ”

He Louqi sighed when he heard this, and said after a while: "You young husband and wife, and Yan'er is newly married, and the love is strong, and it is natural that you are reluctant to part, but the martial arts practice is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, you have to be careful, but these are small things, you can decide for yourself, this seat can trust you." I heard that you reprimanded Boyan, that child's qualifications and understanding are actually very good, but he is from a prominent background, and he can't help but have too many distractions, thinking about his achievements and wealth, and looking forward to commanding thousands of troops and horses, attacking cities and plundering land, not everyone in this world is willing to spend his life pursuing the supreme realm of martial arts, so I just asked Helian to include him in his disciples. However, although Boyan Jingyi is not a good successor of Qingtian Palace, he has a wide range of knowledge, both civil and military, and can be regarded as a general. In my heart, of course, Helian is the most important, but Olgrad and Boyan Jingyi also have a lot of status, do you understand this?"

Although Yang Ning didn't know much about the selection of materials and Ren Neng, but He Louqi's words were so simple, he naturally heard it clearly, and knew that He Louqi didn't want to treat Boyan Jingyi coldly, although with his own identity and status, how to treat Boyan Jingyi was a matter of course, but although he was a Han, he could be regarded as a generation of grandmasters, and those who learned martial arts were the first, although he had to perform the gifts of the younger generations in front of He Louqi, but in front of others, including Helian Xing, he was already high, even if those people were quite hostile to themselves, they would not ignore their own ideas, if they were stubborn, it will inevitably affect the perception of Boyan Jingyi from top to bottom of the Qingtian Palace. The disciples of Qingtian Palace are all the backbone of Hu Rong, and since He Louqi values Boyan Jingyi so much, he naturally does not want to damage the self-confidence and dignity of his disciples.

He Louqi's words were naturally painstaking, but Yang Ning had always been obsessed with martial arts, and he only felt that since he was fortunate to worship under the gate of the Qingtian Palace, how could he abandon the pearl and jade and pick up rubble, not to practice martial arts, but to be a general and marshal, so he didn't feel that Boyan Jingyi, who was keen on power and wealth, was worthy of favor, but since He Louqi tactfully persuaded him, he naturally would not refute it, and the left and right Boyan Jingyi was not a real disciple of the Holy Gate, and he was an outsider of a different race, no matter what the future was, he didn't have to take it to heart, so he just thought about it for a while, and he didn't hesitate to admit his mistake: "The younger generation understands that I was too harsh. ”

Seeing him so refreshing, He Louqi felt ridiculous, and waved his hand helplessly: "What kind of harsh reproach are you, even if you are present here, you also want to teach Boyan a few words, if you lead the army to fight, there is a dead end in front, there are chasing soldiers behind, there is obviously a glimmer of life, even if there is little hope, should you close your eyes and wait for death? Although martial arts skills and battlefield battles are not the same thing, they are different and the same. You are not wrong in teaching, and if he can grasp the deep meaning, it will not be in vain for your hard work. ”

He Louqi said this but wanted to appease Yang Ning a few words, he is a national teacher, naturally good at decisiveness, since he has decided not to kill Yang and Ping, he really treats them as juniors, not to mention this pair of young men and women, one is the same teacher and nephew, the other is a disciple of the deceased, and he is also a real junior. However, where can Yang Ning listen to any reassurance, thinking that Qingping is most likely already in the dome, she is injured, and today has experienced a hard battle, even if there is a He Lou Qizhao, I don't know what the situation is now, the more I think about it, the more anxious I feel, and peek at the tent door from time to time, but this golden-domed dome looks like a tent on the outside, but in fact it covers a very wide area, and it is divided into many tents with a felt curtain, which can accommodate more than 100 people, not so much a tent. It is better to say that it is a small palace, although the tent door is tall, but there are more than a dozen tents inside, and there are more tents that are pitch black, and it is impossible to see where Qingping is resting.

He Louqi originally wanted to say a few more words, but when he saw Yang Ning's appearance of being an ape, he understood his thoughts at the moment, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly: "That's it, when you are old, you like to nag, you came back so late." But some people have been holding on and refusing to sleep, you go and meet the girl first, since the time has passed tonight, you don't have to rush to retreat, let's talk about it tomorrow morning, come on, lead the son to go to the tent of their husband and wife. Before the words fell, there were two delicate-looking Hu girls who walked out of the tent with lanterns, but they were the maids of the Qingtian Palace, because He Louqi didn't like them to disturb, so they had been waiting in the tent to be sent, and the two Hu girls first gave a deep salute to He Louqi, and then left and right, stretched out their hands to greet the guests.

Yang Ning suddenly felt a fever on his face, and hurriedly bowed his hand to He Louqi to say goodbye, and hurriedly walked to the tent with his head bored, the two Hu girls hurriedly chased after him, and whispered "Childe, Childe!", leading Yang Ning to turn left and right, and soon disappeared into the curtains, He Louqi saw that he was so eager, and couldn't help but laugh in a low voice, such a child's feelings, how many years he hadn't seen it, but smiling and laughing, endless sadness gradually came to his heart.

Not long ago, He Louqi finally confirmed the death of the deceased from Pingyan's mouth, although he had already had an ominous premonition when he saw the Ning Qing Sword in Yang Ning's hand on the altar of the sacrifice, but after really learning the bad news, he was still excited and couldn't sleep all night. Ping Yuehan's temperament, no one understands it better than him, although he has not said that "the sword is in the people, and the sword is dead", but this Ning Qing sword must be with him for half a lifetime. Never give up, before dying, she will give away the sword, or a little because of love, however, the most fundamental reason is clearly that she knows that the child is her own junior, so she told the news of death in this way, or perhaps, she gave up the Ning Qing sword in order to cut off the last bond with herself. In this life, after all, I failed her.

However, although he knew the news of Ping Yuehan's death, he didn't ask Yang Ning a word, let alone ask Ning Qingjian to take a look, in the past, he knew that he had nothing to do with Yuehan in this life, until today, even if he knew her bad news, he still couldn't do anything, let alone revenge, because Cuihu's eldest disciple would not have anything to do with the Rongren national teacher outside the Saiwai, not to mention that although the child killed Yue Han by mistake, he couldn't be blamed, the real unforgivable crime was the people behind the scenes who forced Yue Han to make a move, and if they wanted to take revenge on them, they didn't need to see each other in life and death, as long as the Hu Rong and the two clans occupied the fertile soil of the Central Plains, it was enough。

Thinking of this, He Louqi couldn't help but snort coldly, even though he had already reached the realm of returning to the basics, in an instant, he was still murderous, and within the radius of the abbot, the dripping water turned into ice, which made people feel a chill to the bone, just at this moment, there was a cry of pain behind him, He Louqi was slightly startled, turned his head to look, and saw the maid Lan Jun holding a big hat, trembling at the tent door, and her delicate face was as pale as paper. He Louqi smiled bitterly to himself, knowing that the battle was not as easy as it appeared to him after all, and all his mind was immersed in memories, plus he was very familiar with Lan Jun's breath, so he didn't notice her arrival. For this beloved maid who is gentle and considerate and can make herself talk about her sorrows, He Louqi couldn't bear to make her sad in the end, and restrained all his killing intent, and said with a little reproach: "It's so late, what are you doing when you come out?"

Lan Jun stretched out his hand and patted his chest, and said with palpitations: "Master Guoshi, the slave maid heard that you are outside the tent late at night, although the foothills are sheltered from the wind, but after all, it is cold and cold, although the adult cultivation is exquisite, the cold and heat will not invade, but also take care of his body!" As he spoke, he stepped forward and draped the big on He Louqi's body, then turned to He Louqi, tied the belt for him, and said softly: "My lord, the night is late, if you don't want to rest, let the slave play a tune for you, and talk about your worries?"

He Louqi looked down, only to see Lan Jun's clear blue eyes full of tenderness, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, and said after a while: "It's okay, it's the "Gao Tang Dream"!"

Lan Jun's eyes flowed, revealing a look of joy, took off a hole flute from his waist, put it to his lips, moved his fingers slightly, and slowly played it, although her martial arts were mediocre, her internal strength was not weak, so she had enough energy, that Xiao voice was lingering, low and soft, like crying and complaining, He Lou closed his eyes and listened, as if he had returned to the Jiangnan where the warbler flew and the grass grew, but after this song, all the sorrow and grief will be buried in the bottom of his heart, he is still the national teacher of the Hu Rong and the two clans, and he deserves to be the first master in the world, rather than the nameless boy who changed his name and surname in the past and joined the Holy Gate Martial Arts Sect。

followed the two Hu girls around several circles, and finally arrived at the tent where Qingping lived, opened the curtain, but saw that there was a couch in the tent, the piano flute and flute were hung on the felt wall, and there was a chess table in the corner, like a room with a Han lady's show, if there was any difference, it was the bookcase in the center of the tent, but it was very low, and it had to sit on the ground, and there were pen, ink, paper, inkstone, a few word stickers, a scroll of pictures, and a soft felt blanket on the ground, a girl in red was sleeping at her desk, obviously tired of waiting, so she fell asleep unconsciously.

Yang Ning tiptoed forward, hugged Qingping with both arms, although Qingping was completely unconscious, but in the hazy but seemed to feel a familiar embrace, the head of the mantis naturally leaned on Yang Ning's chest, Yang Ning looked down, only to see Qingping Dai frowned slightly, as if she was still worried about her sleep, Yang Ning sighed secretly, but refused to alarm her lover, put Qingping lightly on the soft couch, reached out and pulled the quilt to cover her body, took off her own robe stained with wind and sand, lay on the side of Qingping, and flicked her fingers to extinguish the silver lamp. As soon as the lights dimmed, the tent was suddenly dark, Yang Ning listened to the even breathing of his lover, and only felt that the exhaustion all over his body was gone, just for this moment of mutual affection, no matter what the price was, it was worth it.

At this moment, there was a sudden lingering sound of flute outside the tent, Yang Ning was slightly startled, only afraid of alarming Qingping, and was trying to gently rub Qingping's sleeping hole to let her continue to sleep, but there was a sound of baby Ning in her ears, and then the warm fragrance of nephrite came into her arms, Yang Ning opened her hands and hugged Qingping tightly, thinking that her lover finally had a glimmer of life, and the two lines of tears finally couldn't help but fall.

Although Qingping can't see things in the dark, she is familiar with Yang Ning's breath, so she found that there were people around her, but she didn't panic, leaning on Yang Ning's arms, and soon felt that the back of her neck was wet, she knew Yang Ning's temperament, so she refused to expose it, but said in a low voice: "They didn't make it difficult for you anymore, right?"

Yang Ning quietly wiped away the tears, and said viciously: "Naturally, no one dares to embarrass me, but when did you learn the art of using poison from Liao Shuiqing, her heart is very vicious, don't you fall for her, do you hear?"

Qingping didn't dare to tell Yang Ning that if she took another "Sauvignon Blanc" today, most of them would be poisoned and difficult to heal, so she secretly made a grimace in the dark at the moment, and said coquettishly: " Although Senior Liao is the mother of the cheap maid, her temperament is very different, she is Sister Luqi, and she also said that Senior Liao is high-spirited, she just secretly passed a few tricks of self-preservation to me without telling you, in the future, I will always look for the cheap maid to take revenge, if even her poison can not resist, isn't it a man-made knife, I am a fish, don't worry, I just learned some fur, but I won't really worship her as a teacher, I don't want to be a sister with that cheap maid. ”

Yang Ning's eyes are like electricity, there is no day in the dark room, and Qingping's smile can be seen clearly, but he can't bear to expose it, although he is not familiar with Qi Huang, but there is something in common with medical Taoism and martial arts, these days have been exposed to it, but it is not ignorant, where do you not understand that today if Fei He Lou Qi suppresses Qingping with true qi to suppress Acacia and eliminate poison, Qingping's poisonous injuries will probably be out of control, but since Qingping is unharmed, it is not good to blame her anymore, so he has to let it go lightly and said in a low voice: " You can't say the wrong thing in front of He Lou's seniors, let alone Liao seniors pass on your poison skills, if He Lou's seniors ask, you just say that you have been poisoned by Li Huanyu's lovesickness. ”

Qingping was curious, and couldn't help but ask the reason, but Yang Ning was unwilling to reveal He Louqi's privacy, and resolutely refused to say more, and was asked in a hurry, so he pretended to be asleep. Pingyan is a rising star in the Central Plains, the difference between the family and the country, and the debate between Yixia and Xia, just like the gap between the heavens and the earth, which is irreparable.