It was not until Ling Xiaobai's breath completely disappeared outside the study that Ling Ruoxi's stiff back slowly relaxed, and a rare feeling of fatigue appeared on her indifferent face. Her deep eyes as deep as a cold pool were slightly closed, and her slender eyelashes sprinkled a faint shadow around the corners of her eyes, making her look even more lonely.

"Yun Jingchen..." Since he left, she has refused to think about this man and recall the little things between him, but what should I do? Even though she forced herself not to think about it or recite it, the person seemed to be everywhere, and would always appear unexpectedly, disturbing her heart and making her heart hurt.

The palms placed on the knees were clenched and a cold and sinister smile slowly raised the corner of the flat mouth: "If you don't show up, do you think I will let go? Yun Jingchen, as long as I want in this world, I will never get it."

It was his repeated pestering and beating, which finally made her feel his shadow in her heart. Then, she would not allow anyone to take him away from her, even if this person was him, it would not work.

The verbal war at Hukou Pass lasted for three days. The dark water and Ling Xiaobai's skills were extremely strong. They scolded the soldiers of Beining Kingdom so much that they almost vomited blood. However, they didn't even have a single word of dirty words in their words, which fully exerted the art of language.

"Hey, it's been three days since these turtles are still hiding inside. If I were them, I would have no face to live in this world, and I would have hung a piece of white silk directly on it." Mishui shook his head and sighed. As he said, he also picked up the wooden table beside his elbow, picked up the teacup on it, and took a sip.

In order to anger the people of Beining Kingdom to death, he and Ling Xiaobai deliberately ordered people to bring tables and chairs, and they would eat them here every day, breakfast, afternoon, and evening. The meal was big fish and meat, and the fragrance was not too much.

Ling Xiaobai sat aside, and Xiaohei lay on his shoulder. While eating the osmanthus cake on the wooden table, he did not forget to feed his friends a bite. "But my mother said that people are shameless and invincible in the world. Only such shameless people will not have self-esteem."

"That's right, I just don't know if their ancestors are so angry that they will get up from the grave when they see their descendants become such a cowardly virtue. "The family is unfortunate." Mianshui smiled jokingly, the decibels are not big or small, just enough for people up and down the city gate to hear it.

"I think this is normal. My mother said that there are always more shameless people in this world than shameless people. Not only do they occupy other people's territory, but they also refuse to leave. I look down on such people the most." Ling Xiaobai and Mishui sang together, and they scored very well. The masters of the abyss hell in the army couldn't help but laugh.

I used to know that my second brother and the young master were very eloquent, but I didn’t expect that they were so good.

"I think it would insult the word "villain" if I say they are villains."

"Yeah, it makes sense." Ling Xiaobai nodded his head with an agreement, like a chicken pecking at rice.

"They are too much!" After holding on for three days, they couldn't suppress it at this moment. The soldiers of Beining Kingdom stood above the city wall with a split eyes, staring coldly at the two men surrounded by soldiers below, breathing slightly rapid. Even Buddhas were pointed at the nose in front of others and scolded them for three days and three nights, and they would get angry, let alone they were just mortals.

"I'll go down and give them some color." A soldier gritted his teeth, turned around and rushed towards the direction of the stone stairs. His legs were breeze, and his companions could not stop him. He held the sword Jian in his hand tightly, and regardless of his companions' opposition, he opened the city gate alone and rushed out.

Danshui, who was cursing, raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the young soldier who was the first to run out of the city gate with a surprise: "Oh, I can't sit still anymore."

"Uncle Danshui, hurry up, protect me." Ling Xiaobai said this, then he jumped down from the chair in a pretentious manner and hid behind Danshui. If the playful smile on his face could be restrained, it might be more vivid.

"Young Master is not afraid. With me here, no one can hurt you." After that, he never even stood up. His sleeves swung in the air. A horrifying wave of air turned into a wind blade, slashing the air mixed with sharp pressure, and instantly rushed towards the soldier. His speed was fast and fierce, and he did not give anyone a chance to react. When he came to his senses, the soldier's body was split in half. Blood flowers were like spring water, sprinkling out, gustling.

"Ah!" Many exclamations came from the soldiers. Although they had been on the battlefield and had many enemies' lives and blood in their hands, such cruel and ruthless methods still challenged their bottom line of view.

Ling Xiaobai withdrew his finger with a slight sound and retreated repeatedly: "Uncle Danshui, you are too violent, how can you do this?"

The people in the Abyss Hell were a little surprised. When did the young master have a Bodhisattva heart?

"We can completely capture him as a prisoner, and then let him do something about serving tea and water. It can not only save less sacrifice, but also save resources and save the expenses of the servants..." He turned his fingers and began to count the various benefits of leaving the prisoner in a very good manner, and everyone's mouths trembled.

I knew that the young master would not be the legendary holy father.

"Is that true?" Unshui patted his forehead in annoyance: "Then I will definitely save their lives next time and catch them for the young master to play with."

"Then let it be?" Ling Xiaobai stretched out his tail finger and gripped with the dark water solemnly, and a cunning smile appeared on his face as a plan succeeded. Hehehe, he was so smart that he actually came up with such a good idea. Well, is this the use of waste that my mother said?

"Hiss! Xiaolin." The soldiers above who had been paying attention to the movements below were stunned. Although they had never imagined that Xiaolin could come back alive after rushing out recklessly, they never expected that the other party did not even move, and just waved his hand and took away a life.

Did he think this was cutting cabbage?

If the dark water doesn't take action, it will immediately shock the people in Beining as soon as they take action. Even though they are angry, they still choose cowardly forbearance and silence before his cruel means.

What happened at the city gate was soon reported by soldiers to Feng Yitan and Ling Keqing. The man's cold facial features were as dark as ink, and a trace of evil spirit appeared between his eyebrows. "Who gave him the right to leave the town without authorization? This is his own fault."

Feng Yitan's words were so cold that they were a little unkind, but what he said was true.

The soldier who reported the news knelt on the ground in the front hall of the small house with his head down and did not dare to say anything.

Seeing the atmosphere becoming solemn, Ling Keqing hurriedly spoke: "After all, these people in Nanzhao Kingdom are too treacherous. They actually came up with such a trick to deliberately stimulate us and disrupt our army's morale."

Speaking of this, his expression became angry, as if he had thought of something deeply hated. "This kind of trick was definitely done by Wesley. Only he could think of such a shameful plan. Do you think this would shake our army? Dream!"

"It's not him." Feng Yitan slightly relieved his face, "This method is definitely not something he can think of."

Although Wesley has a lot of ink and meticulous mind, he still has the pedantic and uprightness of a literati and poet. He has never used despicable means to fight several times, otherwise he would not have been defeated so quickly and gave up four border towns.

"This... who else can you have if it's not him?" A figure suddenly flashed through Ling Keqing's mind, but he refused to believe it.

"Haha, such a special and unique method, I can't think of anyone else in the world who can do it except her." Feng Yitan lowered his eyelids, and his eyelashes slammed the slightest appreciation and inexplicable feelings hidden deep in his eyes.

Ling Keqing's heart skipped a beat and his face looked a little ugly. Could it be that the prince was praising the rebellious woman now?

"The food in the army is no longer enough for the soldiers to eat, and the food found from the streets is almost gone. If we continue, even if the Nanzhao army does not launch an attack, we will be exhausted." Feng Yitan's loss of composure was only a moment, and the next second, he regained the calm and rational prince.

"They are so despicable. They have the ability to fight openly. What kind of guys are they good at using this method?" Ling Keqing cursed angrily. He didn't know what Feng Yitan knew? But now they have no way to break the dilemma.

Feng Yitan glanced at him with a faint smile on his face, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his cold lips: "Ling Xiang, do you really think that our army can fight against Nanzhao head-on? Just the less than 30,000 remnants in the city?"

It wasn't that he deliberately wanted to say such deflated words, but because it was a fact that everyone knew very well.

Their situation is like a turtle in a jar. If they forcefully break through the siege, they will inevitably suffer heavy casualties. However, if they continue to sit and wait for death, they will be trapped in the city, which is not an exaggeration to say that they are in a dilemma.

Ling Keqing's face was a little embarrassed when he said this. It seemed that the prince liked to mock him recently, and his attitude was worse than it was. Is it his illusion?

"Then the prince will tell you?" Ling Keqing has always been able to stretch and bend, but now he can only rely on Feng Yitan, so he naturally dare not care about his attitude.

Feng Yitan didn't say anything, but his eyes were a little dim. After a while of silence, he said, "Does there any news from the emperor brother?"

"No." Ling Keqing shook his head in disappointment. Since their first defeat, they have been seeking support from the capital with secret letters. However, except for the initial 10,000 troops, no army rushed to the front line to help them, so that they would fall into this isolated situation so quickly.

"Wait for two more days, and in two days, if the emperor's brother has not heard of it, I will make another plan." Feng Yitan waved his hand irritably, unwilling to talk more. He leaned on the chair with a tired expression, and the air pressure beside him was so low that it was scary.

How energetic was he when he led his troops to attack Nanzhao and took over the seal of the commander? At that time, he never thought that he would fall into such a difficult situation?

He originally thought that Nanzhao who had lost Nangong Yu would be a mess, but he had no idea that Ling Ruoxi would suddenly appear on the battlefield and stand in a hostile camp with him to help Nanzhao expel them.

When Ling Keqing saw him thinking deeply, he didn't ask any questions when he reached the tip of his tongue. He originally wanted to talk carefully about his words and find out if he had any countermeasures.

"Then the prince, I will leave for the time being." He bowed his hand slightly, raised his foot and planned to leave.

"Give the orders and let the soldiers not be affected by the farce outside the city gate. That is just an enemy's indignation." Feng Yitan's cold voice came from behind. Ling Keqing nodded and conveyed his orders to the soldiers with all his duties.

Although this is brought to you, how can people not hear those dirty words?
Chapter completed!