"You should know what the Great Zhou meant to me!" He said in a deep voice: "Yinlan is the princess of Great Zhou, and my sect has been passed down here for thousands of years!"
"Why are you yelling?" Yan Qingcheng said loudly: "In your heart, there is only your Ji Yinlan, only your sect! Have you ever considered my feelings?"
"I just don't want you to be in danger, don't want you to come back and die! I want you to live, I think we can have a future, I want to go with you for the rest of my life, am I wrong? What's wrong?
!You said, you said!"
"Don't make unreasonable things. Some things must be done. You may not understand and you may not agree, but I hope you do not stop them!"
"I'm unreasonable?" Yan Qingcheng's eyes were filled with tears, and he swallowed even more: "You have seen it before. Hundreds of advanced soul hunters came to the Soul Hunting Hall. Their goal is to kill you!"
"So what, it's unknown who will win."
"Do you think you can fight against the 80 million Xilin Army and the 600 peak soul hunters of the sect kings? You will die!"
She said this and turned around and left: "I'll go and slaughter those soul hunters now!"
"Are you crazy?"
Jun Wuxie pulled her back and said, "If you attack the advanced soul hunter, the Hunter will soon appear, and you will definitely die!"
"What does it have to do with you whether I die or not?"
"Can you stop making trouble?"
Jun Wuxie is in a state of turmoil.
"Why did I make a fuss? I don't want you to die, but have you listened? Now, you don't want me to die, why should I listen to you?"
Yan Qingcheng looked at him stubbornly with tears in his eyes.
"You..." Jun Wuxie pulled her and turned around, pressed her on the peach tree, and said angrily: "Do you like to confront me?"
Yan Qingcheng's eyes trembled, and tears fell from his eyes.
She suddenly hugged Jun Wuxie and begged, "Don't worry, let's go, can you take your sect's people out of here?"
"I can't walk, I can't retreat even if I take a step, otherwise the Soldier Saint will give up a deserter like me!" Jun Wuxie gently passed away the tears on her face and said, "Qingcheng, stop making trouble. There are some things, I must go.
Facing it, I can't escape, I hope you promise me something."
"What's up?"
Yan Qingcheng stared at him with tears in his eyes.
"From tomorrow, no matter what the situation is, you are not allowed to leave the city! Also, help me watch Yue Yao and never allow her to leave the city!"
"I……"
"Qingcheng, promise me."
Jun Wuxie gently stroked her beautiful face.
"good……"
She agreed tremblingly and pressed her face against his chest.
She didn't know if she would have the chance to snuggle in the arms of this little man, feel his warmth, and listen to his heartbeat...
The peach forest became silent.
They hugged each other and no one spoke again.
Until nightfall.
A figure wearing an ice blue sky silk long skirt appeared in the peach forest.
"The capital is in danger, and Mr. Jun, who is regarded as hope by the whole city, is still interested in the love of his children. The owner of this post really cannot believe that the arrogant and cold head of the Yan family, who is noble and noble, will snuggle up with a man like a little woman.
In your arms.”
The cold sound broke the silence of the peach forest.
Yan Qingcheng pushed Jun Wuxie away as if shocked.
Looking at Mu Xuelan walking towards her, her face turned red.
Jun Wuxie's mouth twitched slightly a few times.
When did Mu Xuelan come?
He was too immersed in the warmth of being alone with Yan Qingcheng before, but he was careless.
But why does this sound a little sour?
"Master Mu, don't get me wrong. I just suddenly felt dizzy. Seeing this, Mr. Jun just helped me..."
Yan Qingcheng found a reason to hold back, and as soon as he said it, his face turned redder.
I'm afraid she won't believe such a reason.
"I...I'll leave in advance!"
She really couldn't stay anymore. As the head of the Meitong clan, she snuggled in the arms of a young man, and was seen by the person who was also the lord of the dominant power.
"Beautiful..."
Jun Wuxie wanted to call her, but her figure had already gone away.
Mu Xuelan looked at him with a faint look and a cold voice: "It seems that the beauty is away from her, and Mr. Jun seems to be reluctant to leave. I wonder if I will blame me for disturbing you for your warmth?"
"Xuelan, when did you come?"
Jun Wuxie was speechless. Is this woman really jealous?
"Young Master Jun, you respect yourself. We are not familiar with the name of only names. Please call me Master Mu."
She said coldly.
Jun Wuxie was stunned and said, "Okay, Master Mu. I don't know what happened to Master Mu when he came to the peach forest of Wangshan, my sect? If I remember correctly, I would leave that day, and Master Mu said that willow catkins willow catkins willows and wind will go everywhere. He
The meeting of the sun is different. So why did the owner of the Tower Mu come to the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and why was he in my Zong Taolin?"
Mu Xuelan said coldly: "I received a message from the Medicine King Sect from Bingyun Tower. Due to my affection, I have to come and see it. Why? Could it be that I, Mu Xuelan, cannot come to this Great Zhou capital?"
"Is that true?" Jun Wuxie sighed: "Since the past is over, the past is over, and the world is forgotten for the rest of your life, then what's wrong with you coming to Taolin?"
"I saw that the scenery here is unique, so I came over to enjoy the scenery. I never thought of breaking the affair between a wild man and a woman!"
Her last few words were very light and vague, but they had a little bit of gritting their teeth.
"What?"
The muscles on Jun Wuxie's face twitched. Although it sounded a little blurry, he seemed to understand.
"Are you jealous?"
"Young Master Jun, you are too self-indulgent. My woman in Bingyun Tower is never moved. Don't you know?"
Mu Xuelan said coldly.
Jun Wuxie looked at her cold eyes and was silent for a moment, and finally turned into a sigh.
He had a lot to say, but he didn't say it in the end.
Let’s wait until the capital overcomes the crisis before talking about it.
In the future, life and death are difficult to settle. If you say too much, it will only increase your worries if you are both others and yourself.
"Lord Mu, I still have something to do, so I won't be with you anymore and say goodbye."
Jun Wuxie left and disappeared in the peach forest.
Mu Xuelan's delicate body trembled slightly.
Looking at the direction where he disappeared, there was a little turbulence in his cold eyes.
...
Zong Wangshan, in the courtyard.
Jun Wuxie took out part of the [Holy Marrow Liquid] and handed it to Lingfei, saying, "This can repair Su Lan's soul. Don't let her wake up before the battle in the capital is over."
"Young Master, you..."
"Concubine Ling." Jun Wuxie held her soft plain hand and said, "Remember, neither you nor Yao'er are allowed to go out of the West City Gate, help watch Yao'er! No matter what happens, you are not allowed!"
"Young Master~"
Concubine Ling's eyes were moist.
"What are you doing? It's not separation from life and death."
Jun Wuxie held her face and smiled and said, "I'm just explaining something before the battle. Also, take a good look at Su Xiaoxiao and Chan'er. If, I mean, if, I'm dead in battle, you can take it immediately.
Take Chan'er to the main city of Xingchen District, Lingxu Realm, and there is a disrepaired house on the street. There is an old man with scars living there, and he handed Chan'er to him!"
"You hold these things."
He sacrificed the Yuanshi sword body, took off the ring on his finger, the sunflower in the Temple of Eternal Life, and the black gold spirit card, and handed it to her.
Concubine Ling wet her face with tears, she took everything and hugged him tightly.
"If I were not by your side in the future, you can find their saint Lilia through horses and ask her to take you to the ancient place to bury the corpse, where there is a city called Tongyou Ancient City. When you arrive at Tongyou Ancient City, you will find the burial clan.
The patriarch, he has a way to completely remove the dark evil in your body.”
"Okay, stop crying, don't wake Xiaoxiao and Chan'er."
Jun Wuxie made a swearing gesture and then walked towards the winery.
When I got there, I saw Yueyao standing quietly at the door, holding a jar of peach blossom wine in my arms.
Her eyes were very calm, and under the moonlight, the beauty was as beautiful as jade.
"Yao'er."
He suddenly felt very uncomfortable.
He was so afraid that he would let her down.
But today, facing such a great Zhou, he has no other choice.
"Brother Wuxie, no matter what decision you make, Yao'er will silently support you."
Yueyao hugged the wine jar and stepped forward, with a moving smile on her face, her eyes as gentle as water, and stars shining under the night.
"Yao'er, can you stay in Zongwang Mountain and wait for me to come back?"
"Brother Wuxie, Yao'er may not have much time in this world. Yao'er hopes to look at you a few more times before leaving."
Jun Wuxie's heart trembled violently.
He wanted to refuse cruelly, but he couldn't make up his mind.
But letting Yueyao watch herself fight with Xilin, isn’t it a torture and cruelty for her?
She was always so calm, even when he was facing danger.
But only he knew how sad and worried she felt in her heart.
All her emotions could not escape his induction.
Because, her heart is in his chest.
"Brother Wuxie, let's go, we should go to the capital."
Yue Yao handed him the wine jar, then hugged his arm and showed a warm smile.
When they left, Concubine Ling followed.
...
The capital is still brightly lit.
But it is not as lively as before.
The entire city was shrouded in sorrow and despair.
Those lights no longer shine on the prosperity and excitement of the past. Under the light are the corpses of young men wrapped in white cloth.
Many elderly people in the city are busy repairing their broken swords, guns, swords and halberds.
Standing on the city wall, you can smell the strong smell of blood coming from outside the city and the smell of rotting corpses.
The endless camp of Xilin Army shines with lights dozens of miles away.
The night wind blew, and it was a little cold, adding a bit of bleakness and desolation to the capital.
Jun Wuxie sat on the city tower above the city gate, patted Kaifeng mud, and drank a large mouthful of fragrant and pleasant peach blossom wine.
He likes this taste, which belongs to the unique mellow fragrance that Yaoer gives him.
Yue Yao and Concubine Ling sat on both sides, with her hands pressed her knees, and leaned her head against his shoulders.
It was so quiet that no one spoke.
In the distance, Yan Qingcheng and Mu Xuelan looked at them quietly.
The strong men from the Medicine King Sect, the Yuling Sect, and the Demonic Sect also looked at them quietly.
Tomorrow, a battle about the true survival of the Great Zhou Dynasty is coming.
They all knew very well, whether it was for Xilin or the Soul Hunting Hall.
The primary goal of destroying the Great Zhou was to kill Jun Wuxie.
If Jun Wuxie is still alive, the Great Zhou will not be considered a true destruction.
Because, they will bear his crazy endless revenge!
However, such a battle makes people see no hope.
Even if hundreds of sect emperors come here, they may not necessarily gain the advantage of the 80 million army and so many soul hunters.
And Jun Wuxie is only in Xinghai Realm!
They didn't know how he would face Xilin's attack tomorrow.
In today's capital, there are no soldiers except those young people.