"Ahem...then...it's okay to at least be grateful for the life-saving grace!"
Ao Junxie whispered.
"The reason why Qing Kuang was captured by mistake was because of the war between Fengyun Kingdom and the prince. Since it is because of the prince, it is a business matter. It is natural for the prince to rescue me."
After Qing Kuang said these words calmly, he drifted away.
In fact, she originally wanted to thank Ao Junxie, but when she saw his arrogant look, she swallowed back the words as soon as they came to her lips.[
You still can't be too kind to this man.
Ao Junxie didn't expect to get hit with another disappointment, and was speechless for a moment. Looking at the petite figure slowly disappearing from sight, Ao Junxie couldn't help but shook his head helplessly and sighed softly.
A wry smile spread across his face:
"This little girl, the mighty God of War, has nothing to do with her!
However, the more this happens, the more it arouses my great interest...hehehehe."
After the battle at Huiyan City, for a period of time, the land at the junction of Fengyun and Beiming entered a brief period of calm, and everything was peaceful for a while.
On this day, Qing Kuang left the military camp of Fengyun Kingdom and came alone to the foot of the remote mountain. Here, there lived an old man with white beard and white hair, Ming Qianhe, in seclusion. Since the last time under the guidance of Ao Junxie,
After Qing Kuang found Ming Qianhe in Fengyun Country, she could now meet him alone.
Qingkuang sat alone on the high peak of the mountain, placed his Xianmo Guqin on it with his legs crossed, and gently played the strings.
For a moment, the faint sound of the piano drifted out from her like flowing water and wind and mist. Although the sound sounded clear and melodious, there was always a trace of evil spirit lingering in it.
Even inadvertently, the sound of the piano seemed to have its own wild nature, flying out uncontrollably, making its owner crazy and could not help but frown slightly.
"Although the sound of the piano is wonderful, you still can't completely conquer it!"
An old man's voice suddenly sounded faintly in his ears. Qing Kuang slowly opened his eyes, only to see an old man in white clothes and white beard standing quietly beside him at some point. It was Ming Qianhe.
"Qing Kuang, you came to me, it must be related to this matter, right?"
"There is indeed something unclear. I wonder what the dark red strings are made of? Why are they so wild and untamable?"
Ming Qianhe gently stroked his long beard and smiled slightly:
"It's not from Fengyun Continent, so its demonic nature is naturally superior to this place.
But... Qingkuang, although the Red Flame String is difficult to control, you have also gained a lot of power from it, I am not wrong!"
Qing Kuang felt a shiver in her heart as she recalled the scene when she sneaked into the Beiming Army that day.
That day, the Beiming army led by Xiao Linfeng was besieged on the lonely mountain. In order to capture him alive, Xiao Linfeng sent five teams of guards up the mountain. Just when he was in danger several times and thought he was ready to die, the red string in his hand actually
It emitted unimaginable power.
To be more precise, it is a power that is beyond one's control! The bloodthirsty nature makes these strings, which are like the meridians of the human body, full of demonic nature, and they actually wiped out all five teams of Ao Moli.[
However, the power that even he cannot control is always an unpredictable danger to Xian Mo's master.