After receiving a heavy blow on the face, Yan Hui fell heavily to the ground, and blood was already flowing from the corners of his lips.
Looking at the angry Beichen on the steps, Yan Hui hurriedly climbed up and bowed his head to the ground, "Your Majesty, please believe me, this method will definitely be effective. Zi Tong's biggest shortcoming is her love of friendship. We just need to capture her
Weakness, it can definitely be..."
Beichen frowned and raised his right hand.
Yan Hui's body was immediately strangled by the neck and caught in the air by an invisible force.
"I would never dare to deceive the king... Please don't kill me, master. I am the most loyal person to my master..."
It was difficult to breathe, and Yan Hui's face had already turned red.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier!"
Beichen asked coldly.
Yan Hui originally thought that he didn't believe in this method, but after hearing him ask this question, she realized that he was originally angry because she spoke too late.
"I...me too...just remembered." She was busy explaining.
"Huh!" Beichen threw her out of the hall, "Go and do it right away!"
"Yes, I'll go right away!"
Yan Hui was thrown so hard that he coughed up a mouthful of blood, but he didn't dare to neglect and hurriedly got up to deliver the order.
On the steps, Beichen slowly raised his palm. In the palm of his right hand, there was a thin silver needle.
Two years ago, Zi Tong used this thin needle to seal his acupuncture points before escaping with Wei Young.
Beichen, who no longer remembers the past, only knows that this needle is the only thing she left to him. He has been carrying this needle with him for two years.
For two years, he has been looking for her, sitting alone in a high position every night. He always holds this needle in his hand. The needle is made of magic silver and will soften when it is warm enough. Now, this needle that once pricked him
, very soft, as soft as her hair.
In front of his eyes, that face flashed again, that pair of dark purple eyes that he had never seen on anyone in the entire five continents, and her lips that were as pink and soft as cherry blossoms, but absolutely sweet, and thought of that
kiss.
In my heart, dryness suddenly arises.
Beichen suddenly tightened his fingers and held the needle tightly in his palm.
"Zitong, I must find you, find you!"
Whoosh!
In mid-air, silver light flashed, and something useful came through the air.
Beichen's eyes turned cold and he raised his eyes suddenly.
The object stopped in mid-air in front of him, and the beating firelight reflected the appearance of the object. It turned out to be a needle—a silver, thin and long needle, as thin as a hair, as bright as the moonlight, and in the palm of his hand.
The needles inside are exactly the same.
Beichen's eyes suddenly shone brightly, his figure swayed slightly, he grabbed the needle and rushed out of the hall.
In the mid-air not far away, a figure passed by, as fast as lightning, like a stream of moonlight, and he chased after him without thinking.
The two figures were chasing each other one after another, and the distance between them was getting closer and closer.
Passing over a mountain ridge, the figure suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Beichen fell down on the hillside.
This place used to be the back mountain of the academy, where Mr. Xue took Zi Tong to practice swordsmanship. At that time, she was practicing swordsmanship on the mountain, and he was waiting for her here.
Zidie liked peach blossoms at that time. In the past few years at the academy, Mr. Xue, in addition to practicing, planted many peach blossoms. He couldn't see them, but he only planted them for Zidie.
These people, there is no one to manage the back hill, and the peach blossoms have already grown crazy.
Now is the time when peach blossoms are in full bloom, and there are pink peach blossoms all over the mountains and plains.
In the night wind, petals fell on Beichen's shoulders. He raised his hand and pinched the petals. The petals between his fingers were soft and slightly fragrant, just like the person's lips.