"Ten or twenty years apart, I grew up in the land of Baiyue in southern Xinjiang. The memories of my childhood may have been buried long ago."
"Sometimes, letting nature take its course may not be the wrong way."
Regarding Zhou Er's life, Zhou Qing felt that he did not have too much intervention. When he took him out of the slave garden, he was living in Xianyang.
Maybe she has her own shelter, which is what she deserves.
And if her relationship with him was announced, it would be nothing to him, but to her, maybe it would be a different situation now.
Now, living a stable life in Xianyang is also an excellent ending.
There is no need to participate in power struggles, ordinary is reality.
Sensing Yan Lingji's state of mind at the moment, she spoke softly, thinking that Yan Lingji was probably not prepared for her long-lost brother.
Even though I can't stop saying it.
"Master, do you want me not to recognize him?"
Yan Lingji raised her head in surprise and looked at the young master.
"No……."
"Not like that."
"Recognizing or not recognizing it is actually not that simple."
"Now that you know about his existence, you will see him again later. In fact, the shackles in your heart for many years have been broken. It is just a debt for not taking good care of him for many years."
"You want to compensate him, teach him, and let him live in peace and quiet in the future."
"But... what does he think? Do you know?"
Zhou Qing shook his head, it was not as simple as admitting or not recognizing.
Yan Ling must be confused at this moment.
After being separated for ten or twenty years, if he still remembers everything from back then, it would be best to meet each other.
If you don't remember and force yourself to recognize each other, everything will be different.
"Sister Yan Ling, if you don't mind me, I'll ask you a few questions later. If I remember you, I'll recognize you."
"If you don't know, then comfort me secretly first. If there is a good opportunity in the future, we can recognize each other again. Your Majesty, just let nature take its course. This is how it should be."
Xue Ji, on the other hand, is enlightened.
Let nature take its course, hold a natural heart, there is no need to be happy when recognizing each other, and there is no need to be sad when not recognizing each other. The decision should be made before it is over, otherwise it will be counterproductive if you force recognition.
He looked at Sister Yan Ling and spoke crisply.
I still know how Sister Yan Ling feels, but recognizing each other is not a trivial matter, especially for the other person.
"This... is fine."
"He was only five years old when the fire broke out that night!"
Yan Lingji felt a little bit depressed. After hearing what the young master said and what Xue'er meant, she naturally understood and nodded. She said it made sense. Her younger brother was only five years old at the time.
Now, more than ten years later, I really don’t know if he still remembers what happened back then.
Xueer said the same thing, first make some inquiries and then say anything later.
In particular, the current situation in Zhuxia is full of chaos. Thinking of the massacre outside the Liaodong Great Wall last year, it is not a good thing for him to forcefully recognize his younger brother and let others spy on him.
"Nothing to worry about."
"As long as I am here, nothing will happen to him."
Zhou Changling put his hands around Yan Lingji's slender waist and comforted her slowly.
She knew all the things she was worried about, but in fact they were not big things.
"Thank you, sir."
Hearing this, Yan Lingji smiled charmingly and buried her head in her arms.
All kinds of choices are inferior to these words of the young master.
With the protection of the young master, all summers will be safe.
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"Although you saved our lives, according to what was said before, we will only stay under your command for six years."
"Six years later, when we return to Baiyue in southern Xinjiang, you are not allowed to stop us."
Faint streams of light streaked through the depths of the jungle, following the direction of Yuan River towards Dongting. There were many merchant ships there. Whether they were going to Qin or Chu, Qi could do it.
of.
Looking at the two people walking casually in front of them, a low hoarse voice fell, and the sunlight falling from the top of the jungle shone on them, revealing their true bodies.
Slightly stooped, his body is not strong. When he moves, he looks like a flying bird. Two blood-like red ribbons fall from his shoulders. When he jumps, he looks like flying wings.
His face is not handsome, but there is a hint of fierceness in it. His arms are exposed and his muscles are clear, giving him a sense of strength. His eyes sometimes glow red, highlighting a hint of murderous intent.
As he spoke, his voice rippled, he looked at the two companions beside him.
However... no sound came out of the two companions. From the sunlight falling in the jungle, the two men were wrapped in black clothes and covered with cloaks, so that no one was visible.
His eyebrows were lowered, and his face was covered by a cloak, making it difficult to see his true face.
"Can!"
A cold word came from the front.
"In addition, the bat blood technique I practice requires drinking the blood of living people every day, otherwise, the skill will weaken."
"I heard that there are many powerful people in the land of Zhuxia. I don't want to be chased by them then."
The voice that still carried a hint of sternness and gloominess rang out, and the figure followed closely, saying that due to his own condition, he was destined to kill people every day due to his cultivation.
Otherwise, the bat blood technique will backfire and you won't be able to bear it.
Previously, they were hunted down by one of the hundreds of tribes because of their practice of the bat blood technique. Fortunately... they were rescued by these two powerful men from Zhu Xia. Otherwise, the three of them would not have been able to escape.
That is...the three of them need to obey his orders for six years.
Six years is nothing, it’s the same no matter where you practice.
But...in the land of Zhuxia, there have been many strong men for thousands of years. However, my own cultivation level is only innate and does not show up at all in Zhuxia. Moreover, killing people will easily attract the attention of those strong men.
"Are you bargaining with me?"
From the front of the jungle, a cold voice came again. It seemed that it ignored the sharp man's request and had more cruel and murderous intentions. When the words came out, everyone in the entire void fell silent.
"..., I dare not."
The sharp-looking man's expression froze. Thinking of the power of the man's previous attack, he couldn't help but be frightened. After a few breaths, he slowly responded.
"Bat Blood Technique!"
"Qilin Thorn!"
"The curse of hundreds of poisons!"
"Although Baiyue's secret technique is strange, it is not powerful."
"But..., I don't need your strength."
Holding the shark-tooth sword, run forward.
The thing that crushed Tianzong Xuan Qingzi on him went directly out of the sleeping place of the colorful phoenix. He originally did it in the hope of some chance and didn't want to end up like that.
Finally, there are some good things that have some effect on warriors at the innate level. If this secret place cannot benefit me, I may have to go to other summer secret places next.
As for the three people behind them, they just did it casually a few days ago. The strength of the three of them is average, but...the Baiyue secret technique they practiced has some merits.
Although the person who practices bat blood technique has a sharp look, he is... a born first-class assassin. When hidden, he looks like a real bat, and his attacks are even more ruthless.
The remaining two people, one male and one female, one cultivated the Qilin Thorn and was born hiding in the darkness. The Qilin has no appearance in the wind and clouds, and can move with thousands of faces. Although the secret skill is damaged, he is a person with great potential.
Another person practiced the Baiyue Poison Curse, and the Baiyue Poison he practiced was very different from Zhu Xia. If he actually used it,... very few Zhu Xia could diagnose and treat it.
Gathering and scattering are quicksands. After many years, the general trend has gone down. Many things that were originally done are no longer successful. In troubled times, we need to survive and exist better.
Quicksand needs a protective sword!
Zilanxuan also needs a sword of protection!
They're perfect for the quicksand that follows.
The laws of heaven and earth must be implemented without hesitation, with techniques used to detect treachery and punishments used to stop punishments.
That is... a very good rule, but unfortunately, that person has passed away, and it is difficult for him to continue his practice.
Qin can conquer the country in one day, but whether it can conquer the country in the long run is a very interesting thing. He did not stop and looked ahead.
In the ghost valley, the winner is the one on the right!
I will carry forward the way of Guigu with my own hands.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Suddenly, when the five people continued to jump in the depths of the jungle, light flickered in the void in front of them, the vitality of the world trembled, and powerful auras spread out that did not close together.
The gods merged the heaven and the earth, and an area of several miles around turned into silence. The sounds of birds and beasts that had been looming a moment ago disappeared, and the five figures stopped and looked forward.
"It's you!"
He raised his head and saw four familiar people coming out of there.
But... why is he blocking his way? Could it be that Xuan Qingzi has something to happen to him, and it's not the bead? Indeed, they are still in the trap now.
"Don't worry, a descendant of Guigu Zongheng will be used at a critical moment."
"I am not here to wait for you."
"Well, three Baiyue people, bat blood technique, unicorn thorn, hundred poisons curse, very interesting Baiyue secret technique."
"What's your name?"
Facing Wei Zhuang's suspicious gaze, Zhou Qing smiled and waved his hands. What he was thinking, he could feel, passed over his body and the man in gray, and landed on the other three.
Regarding the secret arts of the Baiyue Land in southern Xinjiang, I should know more than Yan Ling. When Qian Hong and Yan Ling were in the Jiangnan Land, they collected many complete or incomplete Baiyue secret arts.
Although it is not for spiritual practice, there are still some wonderful things to read after reading it.
With his hands behind his back, he walked around in the void and looked at the... ugly man who was practicing the bat blood technique. He was indeed very ugly.
"Who are you?"
The sharp man stood hunched on the branch, with two red ribbons fluttering behind him, a pair of sinister eyes blooming with a faint red light, his brows furrowed, his whole body trembling, and he asked with difficulty.
This person... no, they are all standing in the sky?
Although I couldn't sense their breath, but... listening to the words of the man in black clothes and white hair, he seemed to be quite afraid. I knew the strength of the man in black clothes and white hair.
It is easy to kill them.
Now...why are four more people here?
Standing in the sky?
What kind of cultivation is this?
Using the bat blood technique that I had practiced, I could barely glide a certain distance with the help of the wind, but I could never reach the level of the man in the light blue brocade robe in front of me.
"What's your name?"
Following Zhou Qing's words, Yanling Ji beside him came forward enchantingly, and the fire charm field spread. With a few clicks, the bodies of the three people in Baiyue seemed to be out of control. They all broke away from the branches of the jungle and stood in the air, unable to move.
The red flames' starry eyes flickered as they looked at the man who was wrapped in a black linen robe at the moment. The cloak covered his face and his face could not be seen clearly.
The power of spiritual awareness enveloped his body, forcibly suppressing the surging shock deep in his heart.