At the dawn of late spring, the moist wind blew gently through the broken window, blowing everything slightly, and then left quietly.
Li Xiaoyue did not expect that Master would suddenly ask such a question, and she blushed all of a sudden. "Master, why did you suddenly ask this question?" She lowered her head and whispered softly.
"If you really like Dugu Xiaotian, don't seek revenge from Li Ji!" Leng Qingshuang said solemnly.
Li Xiaoyue woke up from a dream. She gritted her teeth and said fiercely: "Brother Xiaotian's martial arts has reached its peak. We will succeed!"
Leng Qingshuang sighed, "Xiaoyue, I already know how you and Wuji assassinated Li Ji."
She paused and continued with a lonely expression: "You are too young and do not understand the difference between the martial arts world and the real military world.
Nowadays, artillery and muskets are becoming more and more popular. They are no longer what they used to be. No matter how high your martial arts skills are, your flesh and blood body cannot withstand the fire of foreign guns, cannons, and powerful bows and crossbows.
General Li Ji has received the complete inheritance of the Nine Yin Scriptures. He has been practicing diligently for more than ten years. His martial arts should be similar to or even higher than that of the leader of the Sun Moon Sect and the head of the Wudang Sect.
If you seek revenge against him now, you will have a narrow escape from death!"
When Li Xiaoyue heard this, tears rolled down her eyes, "No matter how difficult it is, I will definitely avenge my parents' blood feud!" she gritted her teeth.
"Silly boy!" Leng Qingshuang touched Li Xiaoyue's hair. "Compared with the beauty of the moment, hatred is not that important. If you think more about Dugu Xiaotian, do you want him to die for revenge, or be lonely all his life?
Is the earth alive?"
"I..." Li Xiaoyue showed a trace of hesitation on her face.
Leng Qingshuang smiled slightly, "When you experience the beauty of love, it's not too late to make a decision. Let Li Ji live for two more years." At this point, she narrowly blinked at Li Xiaoyue twice.
"Master!" Li Xiaoyue was embarrassed, "I will obey your orders!" There was a trace of expectation in her eyes and she nodded.
"Stupid!" Song Shuling called softly. She sat on the edge of the bed and gently held Dugu Xiaotian's hand. "Shu Ling, what are you..." Dugu Xiaotian's face turned red and he wanted to yank his hand away.
, but couldn't exert even half of his strength.
Song Shuling's face was calm and her beautiful eyes were deeply focused. She said slowly: "Your life no longer belongs to you alone. You must cherish it!"
"Has Li Ji brought trouble to the world now? Is the old Yum in Guangxi living in dire straits now?"
"This..." Dugu Xiaotian was speechless for a moment, and said softly: "Then Li Ji is preparing his troops now. When he is fully prepared, he will definitely launch a thunderous attack!"
"Nowadays, the saint is wise, the world is at home, and the country is at its peak. Are you still afraid of Li Ji's rebellion?" Song Shuling sneered.
Dugu Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, speechless.
Song Shuling smiled, and gently covered Xiaotian with a quilt. "Dool, you should take good care of yourself. We will fight side by side in a few days." After that, she turned around and left the room, closing the door behind her.
Dugu Xiaotian rested in bed for three days and was able to walk on the ground. He took out the Pingtian Sword and practiced swordsmanship in the courtyard every day to recuperate from his injuries.
After that night, Li Xiaoyue and Song Shuling did not appear again in the past few days. Although Dugu Xiaotian was surprised, he did not take it to heart.
At noon that day, Dugu Xiaotian practiced swordsmanship for an hour in the Beggar Clan courtyard. His injury was not healed yet, and he was already feeling tired and was about to sit down to rest.
A pleasant voice came from outside the hospital, "Is Young Hero Dugu at home?" The voice seemed familiar. Dugu Xiaotian put down his Pingtian Sword and opened the door to greet him.
The stunning Zhu Cuixian, dressed in white and wearing a gauze veil, stood alone outside the door.
Dugu Xiaotian's heart skipped a beat and he quickly suppressed his thoughts. "Princess, please come in. This humble abode is simple and simple. Don't be offended." He cupped his fists and saluted.
Zhu Cuixian walked into the courtyard and saw no one around. She took off her veil and put it in her arms. She waved her sleeves gently to remove the dust, and then sat on the stone bench in the courtyard.
Dugu Xiaotian saw Zhu Cuixian take off her veil, and the bright light was shining. He stared blankly for a moment, and quickly lowered his eyes, not daring to look directly at her beautiful face.
The two sides were silent for a long time, and Dugu Xiaotian said softly, "The princess is here. I don't know why?"
"I came here to thank you for your life-saving grace that day!" At this point, Zhu Cuixian blushed.
Thinking of the critical situation that day and the skin-to-skin contact between himself and the princess, Dugu Xiaotian couldn't help but blush. He smiled awkwardly, "The princess said something serious, it's just a trivial matter, it's not worth mentioning."
Seeing Dugu Xiaotian's expression, Zhu Cuixian was greatly embarrassed, and both of them were silent for a while.
After a while, Zhu Cuixian took a deep breath and said in a calm tone: "I will never thank you for your kindness. If the young master has anything to ask for in the future, Cuixian will try his best to fulfill it."
Dugu Xiaotian clasped his fists and said, "Princess, the words are serious, the King of Liao has ulterior motives, we may become enemies one day, who knows!"
When Zhu Cuixian heard this, she shook her head. "I, the Prince of Liao, will never be an enemy of the young master!" She said firmly.
"Young master donated treasures and built charity houses in the north. Now more than one million people in Liaodong can live and work in peace and contentment, and recuperate. This move will also greatly benefit our palace, the Prince of Liao."
"There are tens of thousands of mansions, and the poor people all over the world will be happy! If you put it into practice, you are much better than those sour scholars who talk about it!" Zhu Cuixian pursed her lips and smiled, like a hundred flowers blooming.
Zhu Cuixian paused for a moment, "Young Master, are you willing to take up a position in the Prince of Liao's Mansion? If you come to the Prince of Liao's Mansion, I will fully recommend you, and please treat the young master with the courtesy of a national scholar!" At this point, Zhu Cuixian's jade face turned red and she spoke loudly.
Like a mosquito.
Dugu Xiaotian shook his head vigorously: "I come from a rough background and am a commoner. I only hope that all living beings will be equal, act chivalrously and righteously, and will never step into the gate of a prince."
"You..." Zhu Cuixian was so angry that she was speechless for a moment.
"The princess is of noble birth, and it is difficult to understand what this mountain villager is thinking. I hope the princess can forgive me." Dugu Xiaotian clasped his fists and said apologetically.
Zhu Cui
For other things, I want to go to bed early."
Zhu Cuixian stood up slowly, her beautiful eyes showing a trace of sadness and loneliness.
"Goodbye!" she whispered, then hung up her veil, walked out of the yard, performed Qing Gong, and disappeared in an instant.
Dugu Xiaotian looked at her retreating back, feeling lost in his heart. He shook his head and went into the house to rest.
At this moment, "Idiot, I'm here!" Song Shuling, who was wearing a green shirt, opened the door and walked in directly, looking at Dugu Xiaotian with a half-smile.
Dugu Xiaotian's face turned red, "Did you hear everything just now?"
"I heard it all. You performed very well in front of the most beautiful woman outside the country." Song Shuling's face was like a spring breeze, with two shallow dimples showing on her face.