"Don't you want the great Chu country we built together?" At that moment, Yao Mowan suddenly questioned her persistence. She wanted to give Ye Junqing back the most magnificent Chu country, but that was really Ye Junqing's wish.
Want it?
"Junqing only wants you." Ye Junqing pursed her thin lips tightly and said an unchanging vow in this life.
"Then... let's pacify the Yan Chi Kingdom first..." Yao Mowan's hand holding the silver plectrum trembled slightly, and a warmth surged through her body. She and Ye Junqing had missed each other for eight years. If it had been back then
She knew that the person who saved her was Ye Junqing, so what would she be like? The ups and downs she had experienced in the past eight years were like a dream, but when she woke up, luckily he was still by her side.
"I have already thought of a way to deal with those sea monsters. As long as I have enough gunpowder, I am not afraid of killing them. When I go back this time, Jun Qing will gather the sailors from the seven countries to give Sikong Mu a fatal blow!" Ye Junqing suggested solemnly with a cold voice.
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"Mo Wan has also thought about it. No matter how big the sea monster is, it is still a body of flesh and blood. As long as Jue Chen invents a highly lethal gunpowder, we will not necessarily lose." Seeing Ye Jun's clear words and returning to the business, Yao Mowan
He also responded sternly.
"It's a good idea, but how many sailors do you need to send for hundreds of sea monsters? Gunpowder is indeed powerful on land, but at sea, especially against those sea monsters that can quickly dive thousands of feet into the sea, it's not worth it.
Mention it." The leisurely voice seemed to come from the distant sky, and seemed to ring in their ears. Yao Mowan and Ye Junqing were shocked, and both looked towards the direction of the sound.
"Qi Canglan?" Yao Mowan was shocked and said, Qi Canglan had moved in front of Ye Junqing as fast as the wind, and sealed Ye Junqing's sleeping hole with two clicks.
"What are you going to do?" Yao Mowan exclaimed and stood up, pushing Kai Canglan away without hesitation and protecting Ye Junqing's side. Her heart hurt, as if a knife was inserted into it, but it hurt little by little.
After pulling it out, the feeling of friction between the flesh and the sharp blade made Qi Canglan stagger back a few steps.
"This priest wants to capture them back. This is my responsibility from the beginning to the end!" Qi Canglan said coldly, his clear eyes filled with a cold light.
"Canglan... that night..." Seeing the hurt in Qi Canglan's eyes, Yao Mowan opened her lips with difficulty.
"The priest was not drunk at all that night! The priest expected that you would run away with Ye Junqing and the others, so he let you go on purpose! What? Do you really think that the priest was obsessed with you and would obey your words! Yao Mowan
! Who do you think you are? You are just a pariah!" Qi Canglan roared angrily, using his voice to cover up his hurt at the moment. The moment Yao Mowan pushed him away, he completely understood who Yao Mowan's heart was.
There.
"So?" Yao Mowan's eyes revealed a touch of sadness.
"So this priest will take you all back and hand them over to the leader!" Qi Canglan said coldly, looking straight at Yao Mowan, with mixed feelings in his heart.
"Forget it, since the priest has decided, there is no point in Mo Wan resisting." Yao Mowan turned around silently and gently supported Ye Junqing towards the bed.
"You...don't ask for this sacrifice?" Qi Canglan looked at Yao Mowan in disbelief. He had thought that as long as Yao Mowan was willing to ask him, even if it was just a word, he would consider letting Ye Junqing and the others leave.
"Mowan just doesn't want to make sacrifices to the Lord difficult in front of Sikong Mu." If Yao Mowan was a person, then this was her true thought in her heart. But at this moment, with Ye Junqing here, Yao Mowan's words were just based on
By retreating in order to advance, she is gambling on Qi Canglan's conscience and her sincerity towards herself.
"Do you care about this priest? Yao Mowan! You are a sanctimonious woman, and all you care about is Ye Junqing! Do you have a place for me as a priest in your heart? Is there any?" Qicang stayed awake for three days and three nights.
Lan has been chasing here since the imperial capital. He doesn't want to capture Yao Mowan, nor does he want to put Ye Junqing to death. He just wants to hear Yao Mowan's explanation! Even if he just looks at her!
"If Mo Wanruo says yes, do you believe it?" Yao Mowan helped Ye Junqing to the couch, then turned around and looked at Qi Canglan with cold eyes.
"Only a ghost can believe it!" Qi Canglan couldn't look directly into Yao Mowan's meaningful gaze, turned around suddenly, and slammed the door.
The next day, Qi Canglan really pushed Yao Mowan and others into the carriage and headed towards the imperial capital.
When Huan Luo and several of Huang Jiao's confidants found the paradise, Sikong Mu was already lying weakly on the bed, while Diao Diao was feeding medicine beside the bed.
"Master, please let Huan Luo find it easy. Huan Luo never thought that there would be such a beautiful place behind the main altar!" Huan Luo walked into the small building elegantly in her clothes, with contempt in her eyes.
"Huan Luo? How did you get in? Get out!" When he saw it was Huan Luo, Diao Diao stood up immediately. Perhaps because of his excessive movements, he felt dull pain from the many wounds on his body.
"Oh, the injury is not serious, right?" Huan Luo ignored Diao Diao's anger and the weak Sikong Mu on the couch, and sat leisurely on the chair.
"Huanluo, you are so brave, you actually dare to break into the forbidden area of my leader, aren't you afraid of death?" On the couch, Sikong Mu's voice was still strong, but it lacked a bit of sharpness.
"Sikong Mu, how long are you going to keep pretending? If your martial arts skills are still there, how can you allow Huan Luo to sit on this chair? Oh, now you are at the end of your rope, aren't you!" Seeing Diao Diao and Sikong Mu like this, Huan Luo
Luo is in a good mood.
"You...how do you know master's martial arts...Huan Luo! You are a traitor!" When Diao Diao suddenly realized it, he rushed towards Huan Luo angrily. However, he saw the white silk flash and Diao Diao suddenly fell to the bed, with blood leaking from the corner of his mouth.
Bloodstains.
"Diao Diao!" On the bed, Sikong Mu saw Diao Diao injured and immediately stood up. However, his body was too weak and he didn't even have the strength to get out of bed at this moment.
"Tsk tsk... Sikong Mu, don't you care about this disciple who broke into the house the most? Why are you indifferent now when you see her being beaten? Oh! Let Huanluo guess, you are not indifferent, but you have been poisoned, and now the poison has entered your heart.
, are you afraid that you are going to die? Hahaha!" Seeing that Sikong Mu, who had been domineering for more than twenty years, suddenly became so weak, Huanluo felt an indescribable pleasure in her heart.
"Huan Luo, you ungrateful bastard!" Diao Diao glared at Huan Luo and struggled to stand in front of Sikong Mu, fearing that Huan Luo would attack Sikong Mu.
"Am I ungrateful? Huh? Diao Diao, go back and ask Sikong Mu if he has been kind to me?" Huanluo's eyes grew colder and she pointed at Sikong Mu fiercely.
"Your martial arts were all taught by your master! Master raised you up so much, how could he not show any kindness at all!" Diao Diao argued.
"Yes, he taught me martial arts, but the purpose of teaching me martial arts was to make me sacrifice my life for him and kill people for him! In his eyes, I, Huanluo, was just a dog he raised! When will he put me in a position to kill people for him?
Do I treat him as a human being? He knows that I like Qi Canglan, and I can do anything for Qi Canglan! But he just kept Yao Mowan and let Yao Mowan take me away.
Man! As a saint, what have you Diao Diao done for the Imperial Religion? All you do is eat and drink all day long, but you are such a useless person that he cares for you so carefully. In order to save you, he didn't even risk his life!
If the person tied to the ancient tree that day was me, Huanluo, Sikong Mu, would you save me?" Huanluo roared out the anger that had been accumulated for a long time, and the expression on his face was as ferocious as a beast.
"Did you kidnap Diao Diao that day?" A cold voice slowly escaped from Sikong Mu's mouth. Even though he had lost his martial arts skills, Huanluo couldn't help but be shocked by the domineering aura exuding from Sikong Mu.