Qin Wushuang's pretty face was panicked, and she hurriedly took her hand out of Ling Xiao's palm.
But at this time, she was really confused.
Qin Wupo didn't know the background of Ling Xiao's methods, but she knew it.
Not to mention anything else, once Shan Ning Tiance's million-strong army, Xiao Beifu's Blood Dragon Guards, Qiao Yunli and others attack Da Qin, it will be difficult for her to compete head-on.
Behind her, there are two god emperors, one of fifth grade and one of sixth grade.
But the ancestor of the Great Zhou Dynasty was already at the peak of the seventh level, wasn't he still killed by the young man in front of him with a sword?
Inexplicably, Qin Wushuang felt that...did he and his brother really blame him wrongly?
"Ling Xiao! There is no one else here. Tell me what you want!"
Finally, Qin Wushuang took a deep breath and asked the biggest doubt in his heart.
Since it's impossible to guess, let's just be more direct.
What does he want?
country?
The Great Zhou Dynasty was clearly in his pocket, but he never saw it!
Could it be that...he really cares about himself...
"Bang bang."
Qin Wushuang could feel his heart beating violently twice.
But Ling Xiao just raised his head and looked at the sky.
"Actually...I'm sorry for you..."
"Um?"
Qin Wushuang's pretty face turned cold, are you sorry for me?
Could he...really be related to my father-killing enemy?!
"I was supposed to give you a lifetime of prosperity and supreme honor, but I couldn't even protect your family. I was supposed to give you a sense of stability and a crown, but you disappeared for three whole years when you were most sad and desperate. I
I know that your strength is just your disguise. In these troubled and dangerous times, you, a weak woman, must be very tired."
Ling Xiao sighed and raised his hand to gently caress Qin Wushuang's pretty face.
"Wushuang, I'm back. To me, the emperor's position is like a passing cloud. My road is the road to heaven. The Western Frontier cannot trap me, and the Holy State cannot trap me. What I seek is the peak of the avenue, not a road."
My Lord, but... since you like it, I will work hard to conquer the entire Western Xinjiang, as a... betrothal gift to you."
"boom!!"
Qin Wushuang suddenly felt a flash of light all over his body, and his eyes were filled with tears.
The air suddenly became quiet.
Memories like a tide gradually surged.
At this time, Qin Wushuang did not fall in love with Ling Xiao because of a few words, but the warmth in his eyes was very much like the father who used to protect her and love her with his life.
For ten years, Qin Wushuang's world-weariness was caused by despair over his father's death and self-blame for his inability to find the real murderer.
The heart that was originally as solid as ice quietly cracked a gap.
yes.
I have seen you kill the emperor with a sword, and I have also seen you stand calmly in front of millions of troops.
I once thought you had everything, but in the end it was just my own short-sightedness.
The god of war bows his head, the national master declares himself a vassal, and the fierce general recognizes his master.
How could his world be just one country?
How could his road end at the throne?
At this moment, Qin Wushuang suddenly realized.
Wu Po's guess was reasonable, but after all, it was his brother and sister who underestimated the young man in front of them.
At the pinnacle of the great road, hire Xijiang!
How domineering!
He... is obviously only seventeen years old.
"Wushuang, what's wrong with you?"
Ling Xiao frowned slightly, looking at the shock, dullness and sadness on Qin Wushuang's face with some distress.
"No...nothing. If nothing happens, Wushuang will leave."
Inexplicably, the imperial power that Qin Wushuang originally possessed disappeared without any reason.
In front of such a young man with great ambitions, who regards the world as his conquest, all her strength and domineering power pale in comparison.
even!!
At this time, it was difficult for Qin Wushuang to have any doubts about Ling Xiao.
After all, she is a person on two levels, and her vision is as short-sighted as an ant's.
"I will help you find the enemy who killed your father, and I will make up for the debt I have owed you for the past three years! Wushuang, with me here, you will no longer be alone."
Ling Xiao smiled gently, and his handsome and graceless face seemed to contain immortality.
Regardless of his own reasons, Qin Wushuang felt that this young man was probably the most persistent dream in the hearts of all women.
Unfortunately, I don't deserve it.
From the moment Qin Wupo taught her the technique, she knew that her end would not be a happy one.
But the satisfaction of rapidly growing strength has made her not care about any evil reputation.
As long as she becomes stronger, as long as she can save Wu Po's life, take control of the Qin Dynasty, and find out the real murderer, even if one day she is cast aside by the world, she will have no regrets.
Um?
That skill...
Suddenly, Qin Wushuang felt a chill in his heart.
Originally, she had never doubted Qin Wupo, but after hearing what Ling Xiao said today, she actually felt a little shaken.
After all, the method of using dead bodies as matchmakers to control the undead is really too weird.
Wu Gu, where did you get it?
"Thank you...sir."
Qin Wushuang walked out of the Blood Dragon Temple with a confused expression and looked towards the direction of the Imperial Palace in the distance.
At this time, she seemed to be hesitant. She wanted to ask Qin Wupo face to face if he had any secrets hidden.
However, she was afraid of knowing the result.
The two had been dependent on each other since they were young, and the early death of their mother and concubine made Qin Wupo even more dependent on her as his eldest sister.
They say they are siblings, but in Qin Wushuang's eyes, his younger brother is more like her child.
No, Wu Po can have any secrets.
He has been growing up in front of my eyes. How could he hide any secrets from me?
Finally, Qin Wushuang sighed and walked towards the imperial palace.
But just when she appeared in front of the palace, she saw Qin Wupo sitting on the wooden chariot from a distance, looking at her gloomily.
"where have you been?"
"Wupo, why did you come out again?"
Qin Wushuang forced a smile and took the initiative to push Qin Wupo towards the palace, "I went to do some things outside the palace."
"You went to see Ling Xiao?"
Qin Wupo's voice was filled with coldness, and there was a faint hint of murderous intent on his pale face.
"I...well, Wu Po, actually maybe you have misunderstood Ling Xiao...Young Master, he can't be the one who killed my father."
Qin Wushuang sighed in his heart, and really didn't know how to explain it to Qin Wupo.
Tell him that this person killed the God Emperor with extraordinary methods?
Wouldn't that be more in line with Qin Wupo's guess?
Is the devil cold-blooded and scheming?
But his domineering behavior just now was direct and didn’t look like he was just pretending!
"Impossible?! You only met him a few times and you decided that he was not the murderer of my father?!"
Qin Wupo stood up suddenly, his legs and feet were agile, and he didn't look as sick and fragile as usual.
For a moment, Qin Wushuang was stunned, and thought of what Ling Xiao had just said...
People who pretend to be more vulnerable often have bigger secrets hidden within them.
"Wugu...you..."
"Sister! He is an evil spirit. You have fallen into his trap. I have a feeling that he will soon reveal his flaws."
Qin Wupo took a deep breath, and there seemed to be a soul light shining in his eyes.
It seems that it is time to put the plan on the agenda.
Otherwise, Qin Wushuang might be captured by Ling Xiao.