Xie Lingyan glanced at Senior Brother Zhuo who was innocently implicated and said, "What are you afraid of? There is King Jin'an on your side. The royal family has a lot of money and cannot lose to you."
"You put it lightly. Do you know how difficult it is to collect debt?"
"That's your business. There's no way to do business without difficulties. As the old saying goes, good things come hard. This is your opportunity."
Zhuo Qingxuan was speechless. This girl was so eloquent that she could describe black as white.
But think about it, luckily she didn't get into any serious trouble, otherwise, Xiao Jingye might have led others to destroy the Southern Territory.
Tianyuan Kingdom is different from Nanjing Kingdom. The two countries are different in size, and the Xiao family is more powerful.
Zhuo Qingxuan wants to join the royal family of Tianyuan Kingdom. This is his life plan.
So nothing can happen to Xie Lingyan.
Zhuo Qingxuan asked, "Are you okay? I just thought you were worse than dead. What's going on?"
Xie Lingyan thought for a while and replied, "It's nothing serious. It's just that I forced the movement, used excessive force, and then got the backlash."
"Is that so? What kind of magic is that?"
"Do you think I would tell you?"
"You can't learn it even if you tell me."
"You don't have the chance to learn." Xie Lingyan asked Mr. Zhuo to go out. She is very tired now and wants to have a good rest.
She felt exhausted after having fought so hard just now, and just wanted to take a good nap to recharge her batteries.
Zhuo Qingxuan said, "Then you have a good rest and I'll go out and prepare something for you. Is there anything in particular you want to eat?"
"No, I just want to sleep now. Please tell those people not to disturb me casually. I have consumed too much energy and need to rest before I can recover."
"Okay, then you have a good rest." Zhuo Qingxuan said no more, closed the door and left.
I turned around and specifically told the waiters in the store not to disturb the guests in that room.
After explaining the matter, he walked out of the inn and then looked up at the incomplete building in the distance.
The area around here is the property of Baichuan Building. This building with half of it cut off is a high-class inn. Thinking of the money wasted away, his heart aches.
After Xie Lingyan and others left, she was still lying on her stomach. She just raised her finger and asked, "White Hair, how are you?"
The white-haired god said, "I'm fine, what about you?"
"It hurts, I want to die."
"Then why resist?"
"Oh, actually I want to live." She lay motionless on the bed, relying on her meager consciousness to talk to people who liked to add fuel to the fire.
The white-haired god said, "Can you come in?"
"Later, let me regain my energy."
Every backlash made her experience a life worse than death, which was an uncomfortable feeling.
"White Hair, did I do something outrageous in my previous life? Why am I being tortured like this?"
The white-haired god pursed his lips and said, "You have never done anything that would make people angry. On the contrary, you gave everything for the sake of this world."
Xie Lingyan rolled her eyes, "Why don't I believe what you said? I am not a stupid person. I cannot do stupid things. I don't have the ambition to save the common people."
Maybe it's because I've been struggling at the bottom for too long, and I have enough strength to protect myself, and I have exhausted all my strength in my life.
The white-haired god sighed inexplicably and said, "But you did do such a stupid thing."
Precisely because this is the human world she created, she is unwilling to let it be submerged and turned into a vicissitudes of life, so she does her best to protect the world she created.
Once upon a time, the southern border was desolate as far as the eye could see. There were no carved pillars or painted buildings, and there were no human fireworks. It was because she rode her horse across this desolate land that there were fireworks here.
It is because she made Fengling City the capital that the Southern Imperial City is now there.
She said that a sword's bloody edge can determine life and death, and it can also paint a picture of the world.
And with the sword in her hands, she painted this beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers in the world.
This place was originally owned by her, but after thousands of sails, the years turned into dust and buried the past, and it was difficult to start a prosperous era. In the end, what was left to future generations was the vicissitudes of recent generations.
No one remembers the past.
They all thought it was a myth and legend, and it was told with added embarrassment and became a story in a storybook.
The white-haired god asked, "Did you suffer more pain this time than before?"
Xie Lingyan nodded, "That's right. The pain this time was like a sharp knife cutting through my body. It was a serrated blade, sweeping through the blood of my limbs and robbing my Dantian. It had the guts to really kill me."
His body and bloodline have been reshaped to become violent and cruel."
The white-haired god said, "That is Taoist suppression, and the power of Tao takes shape, like wind, like snow, like a sharp blade."
"Is this so?" Xie Lingyan asked with some confusion, "Does it involve the improvement of my realm?"
"It can be roughly understood this way. When you break through, your Tao Yun will be strengthened accordingly. Of course, you will be able to withstand the backlash even more strongly."
"Oh, gray hair, I seem to have a breakthrough."
She just discovered that she is now at the eighth level of the Guimingyan Saint Realm."
Have you been improving too quickly recently? If you break through two more levels, you can become a Mahayana Taoist monk.
She attained the Mahayana Tibetan realm at the age of sixteen, and others would definitely become jealous if they saw her, and even kill her.
"Am I going too fast?" she asked.
The white-haired god listened to her words and felt that there was ambiguity in her words, so he did not answer.
Xie Lingyan entered the ring space and said, "You seem a little impatient today, white hair?"
The white-haired god looked at her in confusion, "What are you referring to?"
"When you take action, aren't you always very tactful in the past? Why did you kill two of them instantly today? Fei Houyong deserves to die, but this person is Yi..."
"If you hear that someone can't die by relying on you, then you have to die. He is determined to kill you on the orders of the Empress Dowager."
"impossible?"
"What's impossible? Why, you still think that old witch is your grandmother?"
"No, I just feel that you are a little out of control today."
The white-haired god frowned, "Are you blaming me for saving you?"
"No." That's not what she meant. What she really wanted to ask was, was it because he was worried about her being killed that he took action without measure?
Alas, let’s not talk about this anymore.
She stood up her sword and sat with her back against it.
The white-haired god walked to her and sat down next to her, asking people to come closer.
"What?"
"I said, I'll let you lean on me." He stretched out his hand and took her into his arms.
Xie Lingyan was stunned for a moment, then she said, "You said it yourself, not that I want to use you as a tool."
The white-haired god hummed.
Xie Lingyan happily approached him and leaned in his arms, feeling comfortable.
The white-haired god asked, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Xie Lingyan nodded, "It just hurts. As long as I move, it hurts."
"Sit up straight and let me heal your injuries."
"Won't it come back again?"
"Won't."
Why is this?
Before she had time to ask, she felt a comfortable warm current flowing softly over her limbs. She felt comfortable all over, and the heart-breaking and bone-crushing taste no longer lingered in her blood, but turned into a
The soft heat gently soothed all her senses.
The white-haired fairy looked at her peacefully enjoying herself and shook her head helplessly.