Hearing Ling Zhao's inquiry, Yan Ting became more and more tearful and said with sobs: "The purple monster is the son of Xue Erxia outside the pass. I heard that he is not only extremely ugly, but also has a ferocious temper. He is also murderous. , even older than my mother, brother Zhao, how can I marry him?"
Ling Zhao's face was as dark as water, and he snorted coldly: "The son of Erxia Xue outside the pass should be the third son Xue Huadong. Is that person really so ridiculous?"
Yan Ting nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, that person never loves me. He is always thinking of ways to bully me and my mother."
"I also heard that he wanted to sell me to someone else first, and then propose marriage to their ninth girl so that he could marry her as his daughter-in-law."
Ling Zhao was startled and said: "Daughter-in-law? Crown Princess?"
Yan Tingqi said: "Brother Zhao, don't be angry. In fact, that person... wants to marry you."
Ling Zhao paused for a moment, and Yan Ting saw this and said quickly: "Brother Zhao, you don't know, that ninth girl Xue Huafeng is neurotic and always likes to hide and mess around with the agency news. You will definitely not like it."
It was inevitable that she had heard what she said, and she felt a little guilty after saying it. Ling Zhao was deeply convinced, and said with furrowed eyebrows: "It seems that neither of us wants to be seen by that person, so we can just use him as a tool for marriage, alas."
Yan Ting finally felt relieved when she heard that Ling Zhao didn't question her. She flattened her lips and said, "That's why I took advantage of my mother-in-law's return home to worship my ancestors, begged her to take me to Xiangyang, and then took the opportunity to slip away." Come out. Think about it, it's all thanks to my mother-in-law, otherwise I might have been tied to a sedan chair."
Ling Zhao nodded slightly and said calmly: "'Mother Concubine' has always been compassionate, so it is natural for her to help you."
Yan Ting observed the words, suddenly realized, and quickly changed her words: "No, it's Aunt Ning, thanks to Aunt Ning's help."
Ling Zhao snorted, obviously dissatisfied with the "Aunt Ning" in Yan Ting's mouth. Yan Ting regretted her mistake, and after thinking for a while, she said cautiously: "Brother Zhao, Aunt Ning is actually a good person. Every day when I go to greet her, I always see her with a pleasant face. She is much better than that person."
Ling Zhao didn't want to mention it anymore, so he waved his hand and said, "That's all, let's not mention other things for now. Now that I have found you, are you willing to go home with me?"
Yan Ting looked worried and said faintly: "Brother Zhao, you know that although I also miss my mother, I'm afraid that person will force me to get married."
Ling Zhao snorted and said decisively: "Don't worry, if that person insists on having his own way, I guarantee that I will rescue you unscathed, and even Aunt Yan will be rescued, so you don't have to be angry with that person in the future."
Yan Ting's eyes lit up and she said happily: "Really? Brother Zhao, you are so kind! Sister Chang has followed her master to the south. The eldest sister will also get married by then. Aunt Ning will just stay in the Buddhist hall. Brother Yuan Don't pay attention to him, let that person go alone."
Seeing Yan Ting's happy smile, Ling Zhao felt very happy, so he struck while the iron was hot and said, "Then you agreed to go back with me?"
Yan Ting's expression calmed down slightly, she lowered her head and said in awe: "Brother Zhao, can you wait for me for three months? I will have a gambling fight with you in three months."
Ling Zhao shook his head and said, "Since there are still three months left, it won't be too late to come out by then. Aunt Yan is already looking forward to it at home. You really shouldn't keep her waiting."
Yan Ting couldn't refute, she could only sigh and said: "Okay, then when the matter here is resolved, I will go back with Brother Zhao."
After hearing Yan Ting's promise, Ling Zhao finally let go of his worries. He was about to comfort her a few more words when he suddenly heard a burst of noise coming from in front of the Chaotian Gate.
The two looked at each other, and then returned together. Before they could say hello to Mu Yun and others, they saw another strange change in the scene.
The majestic Great Bite Sword remained gloomy, and right next to it, a long sword with a scabbard penetrated diagonally into the ground.
The scabbard is made of silver and covered with shark skin. The hilt is also made of silver. The silver tassels shine even more brilliantly in the sunlight. It is the famous sword Lone Star of Han Lingxiao, the head of the Eight Pillars!
The cold wind was miserable, and the sky was covered with melancholy clouds. It should have been a bright scene with the rising sun, but instead it was as dim and dim as the setting sun, just like Xing Zhiying's mood at this time.
The thin figure stood alone in the cold wind, staring blankly at the lonely grave in front of her with red and swollen eyes, letting the crystal tears run freely on her jade cheeks.
Vaguely recalling the tragic death of Huangfu Yingyang, Xing Zhiying felt even more heartbroken, but she didn't know that there was some attachment, some sadness, some regret, some despair in this sadness.
But apart from being sad, Xing Zhiying also had unanswered questions in her heart, and she couldn't figure out the key to the matter.
I clearly remember that Tianlang Zun killed Huangfu Yingyang with a single blow, and he fainted due to excessive grief. However, when Youyou woke up, the evil thief was no longer in sight, only the blood-stained Broken Jue sword was left in his hand.
The evil thief coveted him, and there was absolutely no reason to let him go for free. But since Huangfu Yingyang was dead and he still buried it with his own hands, who took action to repel the evil thief in one fell swoop? Could it be that there is some kind of divine blessing around me, and it suddenly appears at a critical moment?
The ancients used to have a secret method for making swords, which could make the sword spirit emerge from the sword. Perhaps this broken sword has a sword spirit inhabiting it? But if that was the case, why didn't he take action to repel the evil thieves as soon as possible and wait until the end of the line?
Now that Huangfu Yingyang is dead, the kindness owed to him is destined to be impossible to repay, but as the saying goes, an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth, even if you know you are not the opponent of the evil thief, you will still do your best to kill him and save Huangfu. Ying Yang takes revenge!
Fortunately, Lao Ma knew the way and had sent Sanjimar to the northeast to meet with the leader of Hatul. In this way, I no longer have any worries and can make up my mind to fight to the death. Even if I die together with the evil thief, I will have no regrets.
Xing Zhiying made up her mind and bowed twice to the solitary grave where Huangfu Yingyang was buried. Then she got back on her horse and followed the traces on the snow.
The blood stains on the Broken Jue Sword obviously came from Lord Tianlang, and there were occasional blood stains along the road. It seemed that the evil thief was probably seriously injured.
After chasing for about half an hour, in front of us was the majestic glacier that had not changed for thousands of years, and under our feet was the deep snow up to our knees.
The horses could no longer walk on the narrow snow path, so Xing Zhiying had to dismount and walk. Fortunately, she was known as Feixue Jiaoying, so the snow was really not a problem for her.
Suddenly thinking of her grandfather Xing Zhenliang, Xing Zhiying couldn't help but feel guilty. She had probably been humiliated by thieves a long time ago, and was destined to live up to the old man's hard work. This unfilial sin could only be repaid in the next life.
There is also Qi Xuegu, whom I admire selfishly. I wonder what happened to him that day? It stands to reason that he is not a ruthless and unjust person. Even if he saw that the situation was not good and ran away, he should have come to meet him in the future. But now that this person is like a yellow crane, is it really that something unexpected happened to him?
