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Chapter 93 Hai Yunlian

###093 Haiyunlian

Of course, what An Zhuyan said was not a joke.

Now is not the time to tell jokes.

Ye Qing must recover as soon as possible to assume the responsibility of acting as the landlord. This is no joke.

It is no joke that Nanwu unites with Yan State and is ready to make a move.

It's not a joke that Jing Xianglou wants to help the third prince ascend to the throne of prince.

The battlefield can best show who is more suitable to inherit the future throne.

The dawn is floating, the sky is vast and far away, no matter how many people were worried last night.

No matter how far and how dangerous the place is, how difficult the task is, Nightingale has never felt the coolness behind her like today.

Because Ye Xiaolou has never been bedridden, he has never felt that the entire mirror building was shrouded in darkness.At any time in the past, he knew that as long as he returned to the curtain, as long as he thought of the quiet dusk on Qixia Mountain and the clear mountains and clouds in the mirror, all difficulties would become easy and difficult to deal with.

He has never told anyone that in his heart, Mirror Tower is his home.

He is an orphan. Orphans always long for dependence, longing to be like a tree that takes root and never leaves.Nightingale once thought that he would stay in Shangwu Sect for the rest of his life, but later he realized that Shangwu Sect was not his home. There were more than 2000 orphans in Shangwu Sect like him who were fatherless and motherless. Although he had always worked hard and endured hardships, Not one more word to say, not one more mouthful of food to eat.

But the appearance of that woman almost destroyed him.Killing an orphan's life is as easy as killing a peach branch.

Put it into a brazier and throw up a flame. Even a small spark can burn it to ashes.

He almost became dust blown by the wind.

When he first came to the mirror, Nightingale was also silent. He hadn't spoken to anyone for two years.Ye Xiaolou didn't speak when he was with him, and the hummingbird would deliver the news at all times.Until one day, Ye Xiaolou suddenly thought of writing letters to him, and the two actually wrote letters back and forth for half a year.

The content of the letter sometimes consists of only a few words, and at least sometimes it contains only one word.The handwriting of that word has never changed, and Nightingale is familiar with every inch of its strength, every rise and fall.

--kill.

Killing people is one of Jing Xianglou's businesses, usually carried out by him and Ye Qing.Ye Qing never asked the reason for the murder or who the murderer was.

He has the unique coldness of a killer and the nature of a killer to enjoy himself in the moment.

Before or after the murder, he would drink flower wine in Liuxiang. Yaojun's wine was expensive, but the boss never seemed to take Ye Qing's money.

It is said that his beauty not only makes women who make money from their bodies voluntarily throw themselves into his arms, but also attracts men to come to his door just to take a look at him.

He never blinked when he killed, and never held back when he was having fun.

When you are born, you are less than a hundred years old, and you often worry about being a thousand years old.Ye Qing will never have such worries. His heart is as clear as the water in the distance and the blue sea.

Even though his hands were stained with children's blood, his eyes were clear, innocent and innocent.

Nightingale was different. Nightingale also drank, but one day a few years later, he stopped drinking because he believed that everyone he killed deserved to die. He was sure that he never killed innocent people indiscriminately and never killed a good person by mistake.

He quietly investigated all the people Jing Xianglou wanted to kill. In the end, he believed that these people should lose their lives. It was God's will through human hands, and he was just doing justice for God.

He is not the sanctioner, but he can be the enforcer.Like an executioner, there is always someone who wants to do something like this.There is no right or wrong in this matter.

Ye Xiaolou only started talking to him since that day, and it was the first time he heard Ye Xiaolou's voice.When he spoke, the entire Qixia Mountain was listening quietly.

This person would cooperate with him in silence and even write to him.This young man who even the current emperor would address politely as Mr.

This young man has more than 36 stations in 400 cities in the eleven states at a young age. He not only does business in Qi but also in neighboring countries. Such a person is actually willing to wait for him for two years and accompany him without saying a word. Two whole years.Until he accepted Jing Xianglou's life from the bottom of his heart, and regarded Jing Xianglou as more important than his own life from the bottom of his heart.

From that day on, Nightingale understood that Qixia Mountain, a small building between the two peaks in the north and south, was her home.

The people here are all his relatives.

While I was thinking about it, the bell suddenly rumbled again, clearer than the previous sound.The dawn dimmed quietly.

"I must set off immediately, Ye Qing, and Miss Xiaoyu. The host once said that no matter what happens, please stay in Jingxiang Building. If there is anything you can do, we can talk to you."

Having said this, Nightingale couldn't help but feel disappointed. Ye Xiaolou seemed to have expected what would happen today. He had warned her not to let the girl who lived in Jiuyun Pavilion leave Jingxianglou even half a step under any circumstances.

This girl is the woman in front of her who is holding the piano tightly.

He also said that everything can be left to Ye Qing.

With An Zhuyan's medical skills, Ye Qing could recover quickly.

Just when I was about to tell Xiaoyu that the poster told me to discuss anything with An Zhuyan, I suddenly remembered what An Zhuyan said just now - it's not like your poster didn't wake up. When he woke up, he even repaired the curtain.

The implication is that the original poster woke up. When was it?Maybe it was when he and Ye Ling were guarding the Arctic Pavilion.During that time, Ye Qing went to repair the curtain, and what happened next?Only Ye Qing could be so seriously injured.

Now that he connected these things together, he suddenly understood that Ye Qing must have been in some trouble at that time, and Ye Xiaolou left the Arctic Pavilion to save him.

It was during that time that the original poster really woke up.

But An Zhuyan was clearly still in the Xunwu Pavilion at that time. Nightingale's gaze was firmly fixed on Ye Xiaoyu, and she made a move that was very similar to the move of Qingfengyanyu. Breaking Ye Ling's Fengxia Palm.

What is the origin of this woman?Who else but her could fill the landlord's room with moisture?

"The poster said that Miss Xiaoyu must stay in Qixia Mountain and is not allowed to go down the mountain. If you have any questions, you can discuss it with An Lang. The third prince is still waiting for me. I need to enter the palace as soon as possible. I am afraid that if it is too late, the people of Lingjiang generation will suffer. The knell is about to toll.”

"Is it Zhong Le from Nan Wu?" An Zhuyan asked doubtfully.

Nightingale nodded.

An Zhuyan murmured to himself: "So, what that guy said is true."

"Miracle doctor, what did you say?"

"Wait a minute, let's not talk about the Nanwu incident. Did you just say that you were going to find the third prince?"

"Yes." Nightingale replied.

"The third prince is in the palace?" An Zhuyan asked again.

"The miracle doctor was joking. The prince is naturally in the palace, but the war in Southern Wu suddenly happened. I'm afraid he has left the palace and traveled south at this moment."

"No, no, this is not a joke, this is not a joke. If I can find a medicine, maybe I can try to save you, the poster."

"What medicine?"

The three spoke in unison.

"Sea Cloud Lotus."

(End of this chapter)