Nangong Ling's face turned red and his expression was slightly angry. Seeing the people around him wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, he became even more angry. Nangong Ling looked at Liao Hai bitterly, huh, I wanted to let him go tomorrow, but since
He insists on seeking death, and he doesn't mind giving him a ride!
Clenching his fists, Nangong Ling said with a smile: "Elder Ye, I recommend my third brother to be the captain this time. My third brother has been extremely talented since he was a child, has strong organizational and leadership abilities, and is also good in strength. I believe he will definitely succeed.
mission accomplished."
Ye Jiexiong's eyes sparkled. What a Nangong Ling, he actually made an idea to come to his Qingyun Sect. Was he trying to borrow a knife to kill people? For the sake of imperial power and status, he would not let go even his own younger brother. In the eyes of his Qingyun Sect, the worldly imperial power
But prosperity is fleeting and fleeting. What they pursue is immortality, so naturally they will not take the worldly people seriously.
"What do you think, Third Prince?" He turned to look at Nangong Yun and asked with a smile.
In the dark night, I couldn't see clearly the expression on Nangong Yun's face, I could only hear his faint response, "Yes."
After the matter was agreed upon, Ye Jiexiong said with a smile: "Okay, everyone, please go back and rest, keep your spirits up, and prepare for tomorrow's battle!"
Everyone went back to their tents to rest.
When Long Qingyue was about to leave, she heard Nangong Yun's voice from behind, "Qingyue."
At night, when the wind blew, his voice seemed extremely gentle.
Long Qingyue turned around and asked: "Third Prince, is there anything else?"
"Follow me tomorrow and follow my arrangements."
A sarcastic smile appeared on the corners of Long Qingyue's lips, "The third prince is someone who cannot protect himself, yet he wants to protect me? You might as well think about how to defend yourself against your eldest brother, the prince!"
"I've known for a long time that he wanted to get rid of me. I want to understand. If I don't have you by my side in this thousands of miles, what will happen even if I get it?" At this moment, Nangong Yun's expression actually showed a touch of sadness.
Lonely, "This time, please let me use my life to protect you!"
Long Qingyue took a deep breath and looked up at the vast, dark sky. There were only a few scattered stars in the endless sky.
She pursed her lips, "If she heard it, she would be very happy, but it's a pity that I'm not her."
Nangong Yun was startled and asked blankly, "What do you mean?"
"It's nothing." Long Qingyue ignored him, turned around and left, her slender figure carefree and unrestrained, without any nostalgia.
Long Qingyue had not taken a few steps when she saw a slender white figure standing in front of her tent in the distance, as if waiting for her. That person was none other than Baili Mu.
"Aren't you afraid?"
Just hearing the indifferent and gentle voice coming from under the delicate silver mask, Long Qingyue was stunned, raised his head and smiled, "So what if you're afraid? You can't solve the problem at all. Instead of being afraid, it's better to find ways to solve it."
"I wish you good luck." Baili Mu said lightly and left.
Long Qingyue was stunned. He had been waiting for him here for a long time. He just wanted to ask himself if he was afraid and wish him good luck?
Back in the tent, Long Qingyue lay on the brocade quilt spread on the floor, put her hands behind her head, closed her eyes and meditated, how to prevent Nangong Ling from making secret moves tomorrow, and how to escape from the claws of the flaming tiger?
Huo Yu flew in, his eyes full of anger, "That damn Nangong Ling, if I had known I would have just drowned him in poop last time, so that he would not come out to harm others!"
Long Qingyue opened her eyes, "Don't worry, little Huihui, the boat will straighten out when it reaches the bridge." After saying that, she closed her eyes again, as if she was not the one who was going to die tomorrow.
Huo Yu looked at Long Qingyue's calm look and screamed dissatisfied: "My butt is almost on fire, can you still sleep?"
