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Chapter 85

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The more anxious I get, the less I can find any trace. Is it possible that I have to go to the bottom of the water to make a fire?

Xiaoyu lowered her head in despair, "It's impossible, it's impossible, no one can bring the fire from the bottom of the sea to the land."

Where did the Lu people's fire come from?
Judging from the five elements, this fire is born in the wood. If you take some wood, you can naturally create a fire.Thinking of this, Xiaoyu remembered that Ye Ling asked her to help cook when she first came to Jingwenglou.

"Yes, the food we eat on land is cooked with fire, and the tea we drink is also heated with fire." Xiaoyu patted her head. She really had no memory. There was fire everywhere on land.

If you want to find firewood for cooking, you can't get around Ye Ling.Qixia Mountain is so big, she doesn't know where the cooking place is, and An Zhuyan is waiting anxiously. The master's current health may not delay it for a while.

So he made up his mind to ask Ye Ling for help.He thought that even if Yeling hated her, he wouldn't just ignore his master's serious illness.

Not to mention that Xiaoyu decided to look for Yeling, and Yeling was also looking for Xiaoyu.But the former is seeking help, curing diseases and saving lives, while the latter is full of anger and bent on revenge.

Ye Xiaolou's life was hanging by a thread. Ye Ling was already unbearably sad, and An Zhuyan said that there was no way to save her. She became even more determined, thinking that if Ye Xiaolou died like this, Jing Xianglou would have no hope for her. What is the meaning of words, what is the meaning of any place in this world to her?
No more, all gone.The wind in this world, the flowers in this world, the snow in Tianchi, and the bright moon in Qixia Mountain have all lost their luster to her, becoming empty and boring, like withered grass.

Nothing makes sense anymore, it's all because of that girl, all because of her.

Anger, sadness and hatred are enough to make an originally smart woman lose her rationality and become crazy. There have always been legends about people turning into demons, and most of the protagonists in the legends are women who were possessed by hatred and became demons.

Ye Ling didn't know how to go forward and how to spend the future.She was like a star thrown out of the sky, with only loneliness to keep her company, black before and after, black and boundless.

She shook her head, tears hanging on her face like rain. She lowered her head to wipe the tears, and new tears fell to the ground along her hands.Nightingale really couldn't bear it and didn't know how to comfort her.

He just repeatedly expressed concern: "It's not yet time to despair, there is always a way."

Yeling cried and mourned, as if there was no room for maneuver in this matter.Suddenly, Qianqian's jade hand reached out to Nightingale, grabbing Nightingale's throat.

"Let me in, Nightingale, let me in."

The attack was both cruel and accurate. Even if Nightingale noticed her actions, there was no way for Nightingale to avoid them when the two of them were so close.

In one move, the sky is filled with sorrow, and the past becomes empty.

Her purpose was never to kill Nightingale to vent her anger.

If killing Ye Yinging could save Ye Xiaolou, Ye Ling would probably have done it already.

Nightingale sighed, not blaming her at all. He just asked himself whether he would be merciless if killing Ye Ling could bring Ye Xiaolou back to life.

The answer for both men was the same.

Anyone can die on Qixia Mountain, but not Ye Xiaolou.

Although the two people had the same answer, their ideas were completely different.One is out of extremely selfish feelings between men and women, and the other is a thorough understanding of the overall situation.

Ye Xiaolou's life and death is related to thousands of creatures in Qixia Mountain, the fate of his wife, and the future prosperity of Qi State.

If he falls, the third prince will lose his only bargaining chip to compete with the eldest prince for the crown prince position.

Although it is a chess piece, the fate of Ye Xiaolou controls the chess players.

So Nightingale understands Yeling's mood, and Yeling also understands that there is nothing to hide in front of Nightingale, and it is impossible for her to hide anything.

She resented, she hated, and she was willing to let a strange girl die in vain to satisfy the anger in her heart.This anger is added to the firewood of sorrow, which can only be extinguished by the relief of sorrow.

Easier said than done.Two people on the edge of despair do not need words to each other, they only need one person to take the first step.

Ye Ling has already taken this step.

Nightingale grabbed Yeling's hand with two fingers and gently moved it away from her throat.

Four purple marks have been deeply imprinted on Nightingale's throat.He still didn't blame her, he just turned around and walked towards Ye Xiaolou's door.

The door was pushed open from both sides.Empty.

The four eyes were wide open, staring blankly at the empty room.

"Is there a secret passage in this room?" Nightingale asked knowingly.

Ye Ling nodded first, then shook his head, and then shook his head from side to side desperately.Seeing this, Nightingale could only hold her shoulders and said urgently: "Ye Ling, Ye Ling, calm down, calm down."

"How to calm down?" Yeling cried and laughed at the same time. "How do you want me to calm down? We haven't left the Arctic Pavilion for even half a step. Can the host still disappear?"

"Maybe there is something we don't know." Although Nightingale felt as uncomfortable as Yeling at this time, but unlike Yeling, Nightingale noticed an aura in the room that did not belong to Ye Xiaolou.

It was a strange smell, with the smell of rain.

"Did you smell it?" Nightingale helped Ye Ling, who almost fainted.Asked in a low voice: "Do you smell anything strange?"

Ye Ling smelled it attentively, nodded, and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Nightingale frowned, but her heart felt lighter than before.The reason why Ye Xiaolou disappeared from the room for no apparent reason is not difficult to guess.In the Arctic Pavilion, he and Ye Ling never left each other, and after An Zhuyan came out of Ye Xiaolou's room for the last time, Ye Xiaolou was still lying on the bed.

"Ye Ling, do you think there are several ways to make a person in the room disappear suddenly?"

"Two kinds." Ye Ling answered quickly.

"Apparition and secret passages."

"Do you know if there is a secret passage here?" Nightingale asked again.

"No, I have never heard from the poster that there is a secret passage in the Arctic Pavilion. Ye Qing and I take turns guarding the curtain. If we make a mistake in the direction, the curtain may be destroyed, so I believe that I know everything under the curtain. "

Ye Ling answered confidently.She thinks she knows every inch of Qixia Mountain better than Nightingale, and even Yeqing cannot possibly know it better than her.

The nightingale still frowned and said nothing.

Yeling chuckled and said, "Could it be that you think what I said is not true?"

"No."

"Don't be pretentious here. You are not the original poster. If you have anything to say, please say it directly."

In the empty room, there was only the sound of the two people arguing.When a silent shadow passed outside the room, neither of them noticed it.

"I think you are right, there is no secret passage in the room. However, it would be even more incredible if there really is no secret passage."

Nightingale was thinking a lot. He had already thought about what Ye Ling thought of. He didn't dare to neglect what Ye Ling didn't think of.

What's more, what does this smell represent?He couldn't ignore it.

(End of this chapter)