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In the Desert God of Water Temple, Ling Xiaoruo took Poyun Sword Technique and flipped through the pages. As she read, she used her sword finger to trace the sword techniques in the book. After she read each trend, she He was able to memorize it by heart. After closing the sword skills manual, Ling Xiaoruo raised his eyes and stared at the carved window lattice made of white jade. Outside the window, the branches and buds were sprouting new. The spring flowers were in full bloom, as beautiful as hibiscus, and the sky was red. She sighed and prepared to go find Zimo. Now, he was the only one who could help her escape from Moxi. She had made a bet with him first, and he would definitely not regret it.
Having an idea, Ling Xiaoruo carried Poyun Sword Technique in his arms and walked out of the palace towards Zimo's palace. When they arrived at the palace, they saw several of Zimo's brothers sitting around the palace talking to Zimo. Their voices were very low, but what surprised Ling Xiaoruo was that she could actually hear them clearly. Could it be that this was Is it the role of internal force?
I heard someone in the hall say: "Fifteenth brother, congratulations on becoming the messenger of the Water God."
"Yes, my fifteenth brother successfully assisted in the rainfall this time. He really has a bright future."
Ling Xiaoruo raised his eyes, and as expected, Zimo gained the favor of his father because of the successful rainfall, but he probably didn't care much about this kind of thing.
After some praise, Zimo thanked him coldly: "Thank you, brothers."
These brothers fought fiercely in private to compete for the succession of the high priest. They had never taken him seriously before, but now after the success of the rain, he has gained the attention of his father, and they can't wait to ask him. That's what he meant. It should be noted that he doesn't care at all about these unwarranted titles.
Seeing his indifferent expression, one of Zimo's brothers raised his eyebrows and changed the subject: "By the way, fifteenth brother, where is that little maid who has been following you before?"
When Zimo heard this, his expression did not change and he just said: "I sent him away."
"Haha, fifteenth brother, you are not the one who has the habit of cutting sleeves, right? As for me, that woman is very beautiful, and her face does not look like that of a Moxi tribesman like me."
Ling Xiaoruo outside the door suddenly felt a little annoyed after hearing Zimo send Ziping away. Ziping had sacrificed so much for him and was with him in the same boat, how could he drive her away again with such indifference? Does he understand what love is? Is he really so hard-hearted towards women?
In anger, Ling Xiaoruo turned around and strode away from Zimo's palace. She wanted to check if Ziping had left Moxi. After walking a few steps, Ling Xiaoruo felt a wind blowing in her ears. Someone was following her. She lowered her eyes and didn't notice it at all. After taking a few more steps, her lips were suddenly covered by someone. As she was prepared, Ling Xiaoruo frowned and covered her lips with his backhand. Lifting the person's arm, he was so angry that he raised his palm and hit the person.
The person dodged for a moment, but was still slapped by Ling Xiaoruo. The palm slapped by Ling Xiaoruo was filled with internal force, causing the person to cover his chest and take a few steps back.
"Who is it?" Ling Xiaoruo turned around and yelled at the person who came. However, when she saw the person's appearance, she was so shocked that her eyes widened in disbelief and said, "Ziping, you didn't leave?"
Ziping covered her chest, her delicate eyebrows knitted together, and she asked doubtfully: "Aruo, do you have inner strength?"
Ling Xiaoruo then realized that the palm she had just struck had unknowingly contained internal force. She quickly stepped forward to hold Ziping's arm and asked with concern: "How are you?"
Ziping is a person with internal strength in martial arts, and martial arts practitioners are always on guard. Therefore, she was not seriously injured. She shook her head and said, "It's not a big problem."
Ling Xiaoruo lowered her eyes and saw her palm, she said: "I don't know what is going on with my internal power. The high priest said that my internal power was imprisoned, and he just unlocked it for me."
When it comes to the high priest, Ziping raised her eyebrows and said worriedly: "I just heard that the high priest wants to marry you? Is this true?"
Ling Xiaoruo raised his eyebrows, nodded and said, "Yes, it is because of this matter that I went to Baili Wushuang to discuss it."
Ziping looked at Ling Xiaoruo, wondering how such a beautiful and intelligent woman would be willing to marry an old man who was half a century old. She asked with concern: "Have you thought of a good idea?"
Ling Xiaoruo shook his head and said: "There are many ways to escape, but it requires Baili Wushuang's help. However, no matter how I do it, as long as I leave Moxi, he will be in danger. That's why I feel Dilemma.¡±
Baili Xun is a cold-hearted person. He married her because he wanted to consolidate his position. If she disappeared, wouldn't it bring disaster to Zimo? However, without Zimo's help, how could she escape from Moxi? This was exactly what was causing her frustration at the moment.
"ButIt could be clearly seen in his eyes that he loved his mother deeply and was willing to do anything for her, even giving up his life. Since he was a child, he had always vowed to marry the woman he loved and love her forever. However, his fantasy was completely shattered by his mother's coercion, and she let him marry the woman he didn't want to marry. The woman he likes becomes his wife. Although Anping is the daughter of an enemy, she is kind and lovely. Therefore, since he married her, he has not touched her at all. Since he does not love her, he cannot let her lose the most precious thing in a woman. He couldn't bear to hurt her too much.
"My lord" Seeing that Yin Zhiyuan had been concentrating on thinking, Nighthawk raised his voice to remind him, because the blood stains on his palms were still seeping out.
Hearing this, Yin Zhiyuan gradually pulled back his distant thoughts and said, "It doesn't matter."
Hearing this, Nighthawk narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but secretly wonder, could it be that the woman the Lord likes is Ling Xiaoruo? Looking at his nervous look, could it be that the love has penetrated deep into his bones?
Yin Zhiyuan threw away the langhao pen in his hand, ignored the wound in his palm, and raised his eyebrows and asked: "Why is Yun Jingxuan so busy recently? Have you found out any news?"
¡°For some reason, Jingxuan has been very busy recently, and there is no trace of what he is busy with. What happened?
Nighthawk shook his head and said, "I wonder what Prince Jing is busy with all day long. The information channels are blocked very well, and his subordinates are also helpless."
Yin Zhiyuan felt a little strange. He always felt that something happened that he didn't know about. He stared out the window, and then asked: "Where is Madam? What has she been busy with recently?"
Nighthawk nodded and said, "In recent days, Madam, as usual, she only goes to the palace to sit in Concubine Xiao's bedroom. She has nothing else to do."
Yin Zhiyuan nodded slightly, and then ordered: "I am leaving for Moxi now. You should quickly pack some things and come with me. Leave one of our people in the house. If the lady asks, tell me that I went to Yindong." .¡±
"yes."
When Nighthawk heard that his master was going to Moxi, he paused for a moment, then relaxed again, then turned around and swept out of the room, and his dark figure immediately disappeared under the bright spring sunshine.
Yin Zhiyuan looked at the direction in which Nighthawk disappeared. He had to go to Moxi this time. He absolutely could not bear to let Baili Xun marry Ling Xiaoruo. The days when Ling Xiaoruo disappeared made him clearly know that he loved After falling in love with her, these days, whenever he closed his eyes, her face would appear in his mind, like a brand, which could not be removed no matter what, making him suffer enough from the pain of lovesickness.
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