Once she goes out, there will be no reason for the four countries of Dajing to stay still!
But even if she doesn't go out now, this reason is temporarily valid because the other countries have not yet broken up with these four countries.
But it's only a matter of time before we break up.
As I said before, now with or without her, these four countries are existences that other countries want to quickly eliminate and replace!
If she doesn't go out now, she can neither change the man in front of her nor the situation outside.
She moved her lips and asked again a question that was so stupid that she thought she would never ask it in her life, but it was as clear as day in her heart.
"Master, why did you save me in the first place?"
Murong Shuo was a little surprised, "Baby, do you care about this?"
She raised her eyes and looked directly into his eyes, into those long, almost passionate eyes, "I don't care, but I suddenly want to know."
It's rare for a young apprentice to be serious.
Murong Shuo clicked his tongue and said lazily, "My dear, you have a blood feud, your identity is quite interesting, and your desire to survive is extraordinarily strong. I was bored as a teacher, but when I saw that I was getting a little interested, I picked it up.
That’s it.”
Seemingly thinking of something, he chuckled again, "But my dear, you are more fun than I imagined, so I thought about it to see if I could train someone who could kill Wuji, the eldest grandson of the Regent of Dajing."
"After all, he is also a person whose skills and abilities can arouse the interest of being a teacher. It would be interesting to train someone who can kill him. He also has a grudge against you and stole your child." He didn't feel hurt when talking about this.
Bu Itch's lazy tone was a bit excited.
Baili Feiyue heard her own voice sound surprisingly calm, "So you killed the shopkeeper Ji of Youjian Bookstore, but asked me to put this account on Changsun Wuji's head."
Her voice was calm, but she seemed to have lost some memories.
She couldn't even remember whether she had asked the man in front of her this question. It seemed that she had asked it? Or not?
Did she understand it before, or did she not understand it?
She seemed to remember nothing clearly.
"My dear, you can kill me to vent your anger, or avenge Shopkeeper Ji."
Murong Shuo's smiling voice didn't ring true to Baili Feiyue's ears.
She heard her own faint voice, "Master, in the past few years, have you ever truly regarded me as your disciple? Just your disciple."
Suddenly, a big hand rubbed her head, tempting her, "I'm a master, do you want to say no? Honey, don't you plan to kill a master now?"
After a while, he sighed with some disappointment, "Baby, you can't do this. You don't want to kill me as your master? Today, the people from the four countries in Dajing, including the relatives you care about most, are all very likely to die because of your master.
This is a dream state. Don’t you really want to try killing yourself as a master?”
Baili Feiyue sat there, like a puppet.
After a while, the disappointed footsteps of the man beside her faded away, and the warmth of his palm that had been on her head was gone.
Immediately afterwards, there were footsteps coming in like a gust of wind, and Baili Feiyue felt like she was being pulled up.
"Ling Jing! Why are you so dazed! Everyone from outside has invaded, and your Majesty's people can't stop them anymore!!"
Seeing that her eyes were still dull, Xi Mo pulled her clothes and shook her, "Ling Jing! Ling Jing!"
"Have you been poisoned or lost your soul? Come back!"
Just when Xi Mo raised his hand, of course, he did not dare and would not slap her, just when he was about to slap her, Baili Feiyue's eyes moved, "What do you want to do?"
"Calling you a soul!" Xi Mo said angrily.
What on earth did Ling Jing and Your Majesty say inside, looking like a dead person with three souls and seven souls gone!
Now that she has returned to her soul, Xi Mo directly pulls her away.
The deafening shouts of death seemed to be surrounding me from all directions this time, and were very close to my ears!
As far as I can see, the dense crowd of people surround Huangquan Inn like an iron barrel.
Xi Mo lowered his head and leaned close to Baili Feiyue's ear, gritted his teeth and whispered, "It has only been like this for a while. I feel something is wrong. The people in the dreamland...maybe there is a mole."
When he said this, out of sight of Baili Feiyue, he glanced subconsciously at Xiang Yang, who was standing next to the bloody Ye Lin and the twenty guards.