As if he was touched by some thoughts, Zhao Ying's eyes became colder and colder: "Are you here to seek death today?!"

She has become murderous!

The woman in front of her has already made her a little impatient.

Irritable!

Unspeakable emotions.

"Are you angry?"

Zhou Qiuning looked at her with some surprise, and the smile in her eyes became brighter.

Angry!

That means, she's got it?

"Don't worry, I won't spread this matter..."

Zhou Qiuning said meaningfully: "I want to live a few more years, after all, I am not your opponent."

Zhao Ying had no expression on his face.

As if he thought of something, Zhou Qiuning sighed: "Not everyone in this world can be like you two, with famous teachers who have guidance..."

"Actually, I have always been very dissatisfied with you, but... who made your origin better than me!"

"You are the eldest princess of the Jokhang, one of the most noble people in the world. You have been destined to your future destiny from birth. You can spend your life in wealth and prosperity with peace of mind. Even if you want to practice martial arts, your master is well-known..."

As if he was thinking of something, a strange color appeared in Zhou Qiuning's eyes.

"Zheng Ning, the commander of the imperial guards of the Dazhao Palace, was one of the few top masters left in the world. But he is your master..."

"So, I really can't compare to you in any aspect!"

Zhou Qiuning shook her head and sighed.

Some people's fate is already destined, and no matter how much they catch up, it will be useless.

"So, I have every reason not to like you. Even..."

Speaking of this, she suddenly stopped. After a moment of silence, Zhou Qiuning slowly looked up again, looked at her, and spoke very seriously: "But one day, I will defeat you personally!"

"I will prove that I am better than you!"

Zhao Ying didn't say anything, met her gaze and saw the firmness deep in her eyes.

She was serious, not joking.

There was a touch of tenacity in her eyes.

From her eyes, Zhao Ying seemed to see herself.

Isn't that the same thing about myself?

What she was thinking about was that she wanted to beat that woman?

After a little dazed, Zhao Ying nodded slightly: "Okay, I'll wait for you!"

"Okay, if there is nothing to do, I should leave! If you have time, I will come to you again."

Zhou Qiuning put on the mink coat again, wrapped herself tightly, revealing only a fair face, staring at Zhao Ying for a few glances, and said meaningfully: "However, I still look forward to you going to find her. I think if you know the truth, it will be very interesting..."

Zhao Ying frowned slightly.

She felt that Zhou Qiuning had something to say in her words.

But I don't know what she wants to say?

Is it related to him?

The familiar face gradually appeared in Zhao Ying's mind.

After a brief moment, her heart suddenly became irritated.

His eyes also became cold.

Why does it have to do with him?

His life and death have nothing to do with him!

Looking at Zhou Qiuning again, she had already walked to the door.

When I opened the door, the howling cold wind outside the door blew up, and the temperature in the room dropped sharply.

Zhou Qiuning, who stepped out of the room with one foot, suddenly stopped at the most critical moment, glanced back at Zhao Ying, seemed to have intentional, and seemed to have said something unintentionally.

"By the way, and... be careful of Zhao Jing!"

Then, her figure disappeared into the night wind.

Zhao Ying stood in the room, recalling her last words just now.

Be careful of Zhao Jing?

Why did she say this?

Isn’t she Zhao Jing’s person?

As if thinking of something, Zhao Ying's face gradually became solemn.

...

The end of the year is approaching!

After Li Beifeng came to Beizhou from the capital, he had been half a month.

With the coldest days in Beizhou, the New Year is coming.

The New Year in this world is not much different from the New Year in Li Beifeng’s memory.

The streets of Sunset City are more lively than usual.

The streets are decorated with lights and colorful flowers, and the couplets are prosperous.

From time to time, the sound of firecrackers and firecrackers sounded, and the air was filled with the breath of firecrackers.

This is the atmosphere of the New Year.

There are more New Year’s goods sold on the streets, and the upcoming New Year’s good news has diluted the situation in Beizhou during this period.

As the Beizhou army counterattacked and completely captured the rebels, the turmoil in Beizhou was declared and temporarily came to an end.

For the people of Beizhou, this is undoubtedly good news.

Therefore, the people on the streets have a lot more smiles.

Room by the window on the third floor.

Door.

Li Suyi sat quietly at the table, Yang Yu stood behind her and helped her comb her hair.

The dark and dense hair is like floating silk.

A look that is so beautiful in the bronze mirror on the table is reflected.

Soon, Li Beifeng rushed into the room in a hurry, breaking the silence of the room.

Li Beifeng saw Yang Yu in the room: "Hey, you got up so early too?"

Yang Yu ignored her and continued to help the leader comb his hair.

Li Suyi on the other side just glanced at him and then shifted her gaze.

Li Beifeng didn't feel embarrassed, so he wandered around the room.

She left the room only after Yang Yu helped the leader comb his hair.

In the room, Li Suyi was sitting at the table and Li Beifeng not far behind him.

"Why are you here?"

Li Suyi glanced at him and spoke softly.

"Didn't you not see you? So you are planning to come to find you..."

While explaining, Li Beifeng walked forward and came behind her. He looked at Li Suyi in the bronze mirror and his eyes lit up slightly.

"You've become beautiful again!"

There was no change in Li Suyi's face.

Obviously, this superficial compliment was of no use to her.

“By the way…”

In order to alleviate the embarrassment, Li Beifeng changed the topic: "What did your master tell you last night?"

Speaking of this, Li Suyi paused slightly in her hand, then raised her eyes and looked at him.

"Nothing said!"

"Um?"
To be continued...