Jun Wuxie was extremely angry.
"You should know what Dazhou means to me!" He said solemnly: "Yinlan is the princess of Dazhou, and my sect has been passed down here for thousands of years!"
"Why are you shouting!" Yan Qingcheng said loudly: "In your heart, there is only your Ji Yinlan, only your sect! Have you ever considered my feelings?"
"I just don't want you to be in danger, and I don't want you to come back and die! I want you to live, I think we can still have a future, and I want to go on with you for the rest of my life. Am I wrong? Where did I go wrong? ! Say it, say it!"
"Don't make trouble unreasonably. Some things must be done. You may not understand or agree, but I hope you won't stop me!"
"Am I making trouble unreasonably?" Yan Qingcheng's eyes were full of tears and she choked with sobs: "You have seen it before. Hundreds of high-level soul hunters have come to the Soul Hunting Palace. Their goal is to kill you!"
"So what, who will win is yet to be determined."
"Do you think you can fight against the 80 million Xilin army and 600 soul hunters at the peak of the sect king? You will die!"
When she said this, she turned around and left: "I'm going to kill those soul hunters now!"
"Are you crazy?"
Jun Wuxie pulled her back and said, "If you take action against a high-level soul hunter, a hunter king will appear soon, and you will definitely die by then!"
"What does it have to do with you whether I die or not?"
"Can you please stop making trouble?"
Jun Wuxie was very worried.
"Why did I make trouble? I didn't want you to die, but did you listen? Now, you don't want me to die, why should I listen to you?"
Yan Qingcheng looked at him stubbornly with tears in her eyes.
"You..." Jun Wuxie turned her around, pressed her against the peach tree, and said angrily: "Do you like tit-for-tat with me?"
Yan Qingcheng's eyes trembled and tears fell from her eyes.
She suddenly hugged Jun Wuxie and begged: "Don't worry about it, let's go and take your sect members away from here, okay?"
"I can't leave, I can't retreat even a step, otherwise the Soldier Saint will give up on a deserter like me!" Jun Wuxie gently wiped away the tears on her face and said: "Qingcheng, stop making trouble, there are some things that I must go to Face it, you can't escape it, I hope you promise me something."
"What's up?"
Yan Qingcheng stared at him with tearful eyes.
"From tomorrow on, no matter what the circumstances, you are not allowed to leave the city! Also, help me keep an eye on Yueyao. She is not allowed to leave the city at any time!"
"I……"
"Qingcheng, promise me."
Jun Wuxie caressed her beautiful face.
"good……"
She agreed tremblingly, pressing her face against his chest.
She didn’t know if after today, she would still have the opportunity to snuggle in this little man’s arms, feel his temperature, and listen to his heartbeat...
Taolin fell silent.
They hugged each other and no one said anything.
Until nightfall.
A figure wearing an ice blue Tencel dress appeared in the peach forest.
"The capital is in danger, and Mr. Jun, who is regarded as the hope of the whole city, is still interested in the love between his son and his daughter. It is really hard for me to believe that the proud and cool head of the Yan family, with a distinguished status, would cling to a man like a little woman. In arms."
The cold voice broke the silence of Taolin.
Yan Qingcheng pushed Jun Wuxie away as if she was frightened.
Seeing Mu Xuelan walking towards her, her face turned red.
The corners of Jun Wuxie's mouth twitched slightly.
When did Mu Xuelan come?
He had been too immersed in the warmth of being alone with Yan Qingcheng before, so he was careless.
But why do these words sound sour?
"Master Mu, don't get me wrong, I just felt dizzy suddenly. Mr. Jun saw this and just gave me a hand..."
Yan Qingcheng found a reason to hold back, and as soon as she said it, her face turned redder.
I'm afraid she herself wouldn't believe such a reason.
"I...I have to leave first!"
She really couldn't stay any longer. As the head of the Mei Tong Clan, she was snuggled into the arms of a young man like this, and it happened to be seen by someone who was also the master of the dominant force.
"Qingcheng..."
Jun Wuxie wanted to call her, but her figure was already gone.
Mu Xuelan looked at him with indifferent eyes and a cold voice: "It seems that Mr. Jun seems to be reluctant to leave the beautiful lady. I wonder if you will blame me for disturbing your tenderness?"
"Xuelan, when did you come?"
Jun Wuxie was speechless. Is this woman really jealous?
"Master Jun, please respect yourself. We are not familiar enough to just call each other by our first names. Please call me Louzhu Mu."
She said coldly.
Jun Wuxie was stunned and said: "Okay, Master Mu. I wonder why Master Mu came to the peach forest of our sect king mountain? If I remember correctly, on the day we left, Master Mu said that the catkins were blowing in the wind, and he It’s different when the sun meets the sun. So, why did Master Mu come to the capital of Great Zhou, and why did he come to my sect’s Taolin?"
Mu Xuelan said coldly: "I, Bingyun Tower, received a message from the King of Medicine Sect, and out of sympathy, I naturally wanted to come and have a look. Why, is it possible that I, Mu Xuelan, cannot come to the capital of Great Zhou?"
"Really?" Jun Wuxie sighed: "Since the past has passed, and we have forgotten each other for the rest of our lives, what do you want to do in Taolin?"
"I saw the beautiful scenery here, so I came here to enjoy the scenery. I never thought that I would break up the adultery of a wild man and woman!"
The last few words she said were very soft and vague, but there was a hint of gritted teeth.
"What?"
The muscles on Jun Wuxie's face twitched. Although it sounded a little blurry, he seemed to understand.
"Are you jealous?"
"Young Master Jun, you are too sentimental. The women in Bingyun Tower are never sentimental, don't you know?"
Mu Xuelan said coldly.
Jun Wuxie looked into her cold eyes and was silent for a moment, which eventually turned into a sigh.
He had a lot to say, but ended up not saying it.
Let’s wait until the capital city is over the crisis.
In the future, life and death are difficult to determine. Some people say too much, which only increases worries for others and themselves.
"Master Mu, I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you any longer. I'll take my leave."
Jun Wuxie left and disappeared into the peach forest.
Mu Xuelan's delicate body trembled slightly.
Looking at the direction in which he disappeared, a little wave of emotion gradually appeared in his cold eyes.
…
Zongwang Mountain, in the small courtyard.
Jun Wuxie took out part of the [Holy Marrow Liquid] and gave it to Ling Fei, saying: "This can repair Su Lan's soul. Don't let her wake up until the battle in the capital is over."
"Sir, you..."
"Concubine Ling." Jun Wuxie held her soft hands and said, "Remember, you and Yao'er are not allowed to go out of the west city gate and help keep an eye on Yao'er! No matter what happens, you are not allowed!"
"Son~"
Concubine Ling's eyes were moist.
"What are you doing? It's not about separation between life and death."
Jun Wuxie held her face and said with a smile: "I'm just explaining some things before the battle. Also, take good care of Su Xiaoxiao and Chan'er. If, I mean if, I die in the battle, you should take care of her immediately. Take Chan'er to the main city of the Star District in the Lingxu Realm. There is a house in disrepair on the street, and there lives an old man with a scar on his face. Give Chan'er to him!"
"You take these things."
He sacrificed the Yuanshi Sword Embryo, took off the Na Ring on his finger, the Sun Flower in the Temple of Eternal Life, and the Black Gold Spirit Card, and handed them to her.
Concubine Ling's face was wet with tears, she put everything away and hugged him tightly.
"If you don't have me by your side in the future, you can find their saint Lilia through Ma Ben and ask her to take you to the Ancient Burial Land. There is a city there called Tongyou Ancient City. When you get to Tongyou Ancient City, find the Burial Clan The clan leader, he has a way to completely pull out the evil of darkness from your body."
"Okay, stop crying, don't wake up Xiaoxiao and Chan'er."
Jun Wuxie made a shushing gesture and then walked towards the brewery.
When I got there, I saw Yueyao standing quietly at the door, holding a jar of peach blossom wine in her arms.
Her eyes were calm, and under the moonlight, she was as beautiful as jade.
"Yao'er."
He suddenly felt very sad.
He was so afraid that he would let her down.
But today, facing such a big Zhou, he has no other choice.
"Brother Wuxie, no matter what decision you make, Yao'er will silently support you."
Yueyao came forward with the wine jar in her arms, a moving smile on her face, her eyes as gentle as water, shining with starlight in the night.
"Yao'er, can you stay at Zongwang Mountain and wait for me to come back?"
"Brother Wuxie, Yao'er may not have much time in this world. Yao'er hopes to see you a few more times before leaving."
Jun Wuxie's heart trembled.
He wanted to refuse harshly, but he couldn't do it.
But for Yue Yao to watch her and Xi Lin fighting fiercely, it was a kind of torture and cruelty for her.
She was always so calm, even when he was facing danger.
But only he knew how sad and worried she felt.
All her emotions could not escape his induction.
Because her heart is in his chest.
"Brother Wuxie, let's go, it's time for us to go to the capital."
Yueyao handed the wine jar to him, then hugged his arm and showed a warm smile.
When they left, Concubine Ling followed them.
…
The capital city was still brightly lit.
But it's not as lively as before.
The whole city was shrouded in sadness and despair.
Those lights no longer illuminate the prosperity and bustle of the past. Under the lights are the bodies of young people wrapped in white cloth.
Many old people in the city are busy repairing broken swords, guns, swords and halberds.
Standing on the city wall, you can smell the strong smell of blood coming from outside the city, as well as the smell of rotting corpses.
Dozens of miles away, the endless camp of Xilin Army was shining with lights.
The night wind blew by, a bit cold, adding a bit of desolation and desolation to the capital.
Jun Wuxie sat on the tower above the city gate, patted open the mud seal, and took a long sip of the fragrant and pleasant peach blossom wine.
He likes this smell, it is the unique mellow aroma given to him by Yao'er.
Yueyao and Concubine Ling sat on both sides, with their hands on their knees and their heads resting on his shoulders.
It was so quiet, no one spoke.
In the distance, Yan Qingcheng and Mu Xuelan looked at them quietly.
The powerful men from the Medicine King Sect, the Yuling Sect, and the Demon Xiang Sect also looked at them quietly.
Tomorrow, the battle concerning the true survival of Da Zhou is about to begin.
They all know very well, whether it is for Xilin or the Soul Hunting Hall.
To overthrow the Great Zhou Dynasty, the first goal is to kill Jun Wuxie.
If Jun Wuxie is still alive, the Great Zhou Dynasty will not be considered destroyed in the true sense.
Because, they will bear his crazy and never-ending revenge!
However, such a battle leaves no hope.
Even if there are hundreds of emperors coming here, they may not be able to take advantage of the 80 million troops and so many soul hunters.
And Jun Wuxie is only in the Star Sea Realm!
They didn't know how he would face Xilin's attack tomorrow.
Nowadays, except for those young men, there are no soldiers in the capital city.
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