Only the voices on the TV screen were chattering endlessly praising the friendship, tolerance, and fraternity of Middle-earth.
Now more than 80% of the people in Ulan Kingdom are eagerly looking forward to the cooperation between Ulan Kingdom and Zhongzhou.
Everything is so beautiful.
But the reality is so cruel.
News and reality are like two worlds.
The screen is constantly switching.
President Li Huacheng.
Prime Minister Rick.
Many high-level officials of Ulan Kingdom.
A large delegation.
Young and sharp, as calm as the young marshal of Central Continent in the deep starry sky.
In the constantly switching scenes, a group of people walked to the black Hongqi car at the airport.
Prime Minister Rick took two quick steps, bent down, and personally opened the car door for Li Huacheng.
This scene fell in the eyes of people all over the world.
The salute and cheers seemed to stop for a moment.
The news also stopped for a moment.
Li Huacheng smiled and got into the back seat of the vehicle.
But Prime Minister Rick never stood up. He still kept his bent posture and waited with a smile on his face.
The young marshal who had shocked the whole world looked at Rick with a smile and got into the car.
Rick straightened up and carefully closed the car door.
The news host visibly stuttered. He stumbled through two lines before regaining his composure.
The woman in white and Qin Weibai looked at this picture quietly.
Qin Weibai's eyes were warm and gentle, with deep affection to the extreme, and a kind of unforgettable power that would last until death.
The woman in white's eyes were in a daze, her eyes were bright, and when she was in a daze, her cold eyes seemed like a trembling starry sky.
"I'll give him to you, okay?"
Qin Weibai whispered, her voice was very light, but it carried the weight of the world.
"Let me..."
The voice of the woman in white was clear and soft, with a confusion and complexity that seemed like yesterday.
She is indeed beautiful.
Perfect.
The so-called perfection can be described with any beautiful words, but any beautiful words are not enough to describe it.
Her face is delicate and sharp, and every line and detail on her body is flawless. Standing there in a simple and elegant white dress, her whole body seems to be shining, noble and holy, cold and pure, overwhelming.
Like a grand and magnificent dream.
Her voice was light, clear and soft: "He was originally mine."
Qin Weibai was silent for a while.
Then he nodded: "Yes, he is yours."
She looked into her eyes: "So, do you love him?"
There was a hint of confusion in the woman's sparkling eyes.
"I have no idea."
She moved slightly and sat on the sofa nearby.
There is a book beside the sofa. It is neither thin nor thick, and the cover is a vast white.
Her long fingers took the book and opened it.
The handwriting inside is not printed, but handwritten. The handwriting is clear and delicate, every stroke is serious.
She looked down at the book in her hand, lost in thought.
"Everyone has a story, so everyone is a story."
Qin Weibai said softly: "If you put everyone's stories into one story, it will be the whole world."
"But this is not my world."
The woman raised her head and looked directly into Qin Weibai's eyes.
"But Tianlan is here."
Qin Weibai said softly.
The woman stopped talking and lowered her head again, seeming to be thinking hard.
"Don't think about it."
Qin Weibai chuckled flawlessly: "You love him."
Her tone was brief but extremely certain.
The woman raised her head and seemed a little dissatisfied: "Why?"
"Because I love him."
Qin Weibai said calmly: "You will naturally take care of the one I love."
"I am neither your shadow nor your puppet!"
There was a hint of anger in the woman's cold eyes.
Qin Weibai looked at him quietly for a long, long time.
The woman met her eyes without blinking or avoiding them.
"Feel sorry."
I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a minute, but it seemed like a lifetime, Qin Weibai spoke softly, apologetically.
There was a fleeting fear in the eyes of the woman in white. She shook her head subconsciously and stammered: "No, no..."
"You are indeed neither my shadow nor my puppet."
Qin Weibai said softly: "At least, it's not the case anymore."
"But I am your destiny, and I am also your guilt. This has been destined for a long time."
The woman's breathing gradually became faster. She suppressed her inner emotions, but all her emotions seemed to have reached the critical point. She began to collapse, and her voice also contained a cry: "Why..."
"Who knows?"
Qin Weibai walked up to her, stretched out his hand to gently stroke her soft black hair, and said softly: "Actually, it's not bad. At least, you have the qualifications to be by his side."
A colorful light lit up the room.
The sword intention in the void is extremely soft.
The soft sword intention wrapped around the woman in white, and then around Qin Weibai. It seemed to be comforting, but she didn't know who to comfort. The sword turned slightly, and the slight sword whistling sounded like a sigh.
The colorful colors completely enveloped the two of them.
One stop at a time.
All are flawless.
Unrivaled in grace?
Unparalleled?
A knock on the door suddenly sounded.
The woman in white was startled and subconsciously wanted to stand up and hide.
"sit down."
Qin Weibai said softly: "Mr. Lin is not an outsider."
The woman in white hesitated and slowly sat down.
Qin Weibai sat next to her, looked out the door, and said please come in.
Lin Fengting walked in from the outside with a chuckle.
He immediately saw Qin Weibai and the woman in white sitting on the sofa.
Even though Qianfan was determined and strong, he had seen too many weird and bizarre Lin Fengting in his life, and he was stunned in place for a while, dazzled.
He shook his head subconsciously, looked at the space between the two of them carefully, and was dumbfounded, his eyes becoming extremely weird for a moment.
"Qin, ah, this...well, this..."
Lin Fengting's eyes kept scanning, and he couldn't say a word for a while. He stuttered several times before he managed to calm down, took a deep breath and said, "Who is this?"
"let me introduce."
Qin Weibai stood up and said softly: "This is Mr. Lin Fengting, the contemporary patriarch of the Lin clan and the elder I respect most."
Her tone paused and she said: "No one."
The woman in white stood up subconsciously and bowed slightly to Lin Fengting.
In a short period of time, cold sweat broke out on Lin Fengting's forehead. He waved his hands randomly, without caring about politeness, and just stared at the woman in white.
Qin Weibai looked at the woman in front of him with a smile and said softly: "This is..."
"I have my own name."
The woman in white suddenly said: "At least now, I have the right to use my own name."
The corners of Lin Fengting's mouth twitched, looking confused.
Qin Weibai nodded and said quietly: "Her name is Xianyan."
The last name is not unimportant.
But standing in the other party's current position, she no longer has a last name.
Beauty, beauty...
This name is truly worthy of its name.
Lin Fengting was silent for a while, then slowly exhaled and said softly: "No wonder, no wonder..."
He looked at Qin Weibai with complicated eyes and said, "Is it her?"
Qin Weibai nodded.
Lin Fengting didn't know what to say for a moment. He suddenly wanted to drink. There was no alcohol here, so he had to light a cigarette and inhale most of it deeply before sighing: "You are simply a miracle."
Qin Weibai smiled.
The woman in white stretched out her hand and took out a gauze scarf.
She covered her face with a gauze scarf and left the room, walking lightly.
"She is your real trump card, right?"
Lin Fengting looked at Qin Weibai, not knowing what kind of emotion was contained in his tone.
"yes."
Qin Weibai nodded calmly.
Lin Fengting was silent for a while. He seemed to suddenly think of something and said, "Ah, I just remembered that I was waiting outside. It seems that he is looking for trouble and is murderous."
When he said this, he subconsciously wanted to turn around.
Qin Weibai had already turned on the surveillance camera outside the door and said calmly: "It's okay."
A sword light lit up on the surveillance screen outside the door.
The sword light was cold and sharp.
Ran Huo held a long sword, and the sword edge landed on the neck of the woman in white with great stability.
The king who is closest to Qin Weibai in the Palace of Reincarnation has an expressionless face, but his eyes are full of murderous intent: "Who are you?"
After the woman in white left Qin Weibai, her whole aura seemed to have quietly changed, becoming extremely calm.
She looked at Ranhuo calmly and laughed softly: "Who do you think I am? You have seen me before."
"I have indeed seen it before, but until today, I have never truly seen it."
There was a suppressed rage and panic in Luo Huo's voice: "Who are you?"
"What do you think?"
The woman in white is smiling playfully.
"Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"
The sound of burning a fire is cold.
"Do you really dare?"
The woman in white asked rhetorically.
Ranhuo's eyes sharpened, and his sword suddenly pressed down.
The sword edge instantly cut through the skin of the woman in white, but there was no blood.
The white clothes in front of him were distorted and eventually became illusory.
Ranhuo raised his head numbly and looked at the door.
Ten meters away from her, the woman in white was standing there.
Everything Ranhuo saw just now was an illusion.
Ranhuo took a deep breath, his plump chest rising and falling slightly.
The woman in white glanced at her and said flatly: "The sword is good, but my vision is a bit poor."
He turned around and left, saying slowly: "Let me introduce myself, I am Xianyan."
...
Lin Fengting, who saw this scene through the surveillance screen, did not speak for a long time.
It was Qin Weibai who took the initiative and said, "What do you want from me, sir?"
Lin Fengting was so confused that he reluctantly collected his thoughts and said slowly: "Just now, Ran Huo said we were about to start?"
"Um."
Qin Weibai poured a cup of tea for Lin Fengting: "It's already time."
"But with the current situation, where do we start?"
Lin Fengting asked.
"The situation in Eastern Europe naturally starts from Eastern Europe."
Qin Wei is white with white clouds and gentle breeze.
Lin Fengting was silent for a while, then tentatively said: "The chaos in Eastern Europe started with the collapse of the Polar Alliance."
"The Base Alliance is not far from here. Their headquarters can be said to be right here."
Qin Weibai said softly: "Since the chaos started here, it will naturally end here, so let's start with the Polar Alliance."
Lin Fengting looked at her deeply and said nothing.
"I said that sir is the elder I respect most, no one else. Do you believe me?"
Qin Weibai suddenly asked.
"Of course I don't believe it."
Lin Fengting laughed: "Mr. Qin is such a person, there must be a reason to value Lin so much."
"Because of your friendship, sir, and because of the saints of the Lin clan."
Qin Weibai finished a cup of tea, stood up, and said slowly: "We don't know the outcome of this battle. I want to get rid of one thing, sir."
Lin Fengting nodded: "You say."
"If I die, everything of the Lin Clan can be given to Xianyan within twenty years. All I want is a cemetery. Then my ashes can be buried on the hill behind the Liuguang Waterfall of the Lin Clan."
Qin Weibai said softly.
Lin Fengting's face changed, and his eyes were a little bitter.
"If I can survive by chance..."
Qin Weibai laughed: "Please sir, please take me away then."
"leave?"
"leave."
Leaving is ordinary.
Qin Weibai's voice was also very ordinary, but Lin Fengting heard a hint of determination.
Lin Fengting stood there without saying a word.
"I'll take it as your promise."
Qin Weibai said softly.
She took the sword in nothingness and left the room.
"Where are you going?"
Lin Fengting asked.
"Leki City."
Qin Weibai's voice was calm and indifferent.
Lin Fengting walked to the window and looked at the night rain outside the window.
Under the polar night, no matter at noon or late at night, outside the window is night and heavy rain.
The darkness gradually became deeper.
Lin Fengting could already see the end of everything before his eyes.