The sunset glow in the sky was scattered by the ice crystal film and shone beautifully in her black pupils.
Xu Yuan was silent for two seconds and continued to ask softly:
"Is there any other reason?"
"Other reasons?" Ran Qingmo asked.
"Other reasons for wanting to protect the sect, such as to the sect, to the brothers and sisters in the sect?"
Ran Qingmo's beautiful eyes looked a little confused:
"Brothers and sisters?"
After a little memory, she shook her head gently:
"I've been on Tianfeng Mountain all the time and rarely see them."
Hearing this, Xu Yuan seemed to realize something. He looked at her with increasingly weird eyes and asked:
"Ran Qingmo, how did you grow up here?"
Ran Qingmo answered simply:
"Practice."
"Except for practicing."
"Sword practice."
"Besides practicing swordsmanship?"
"Well, I used to sleep and eat."
"Is there anything else?"
"Does practicing calligraphy count?"
"."Xu Yuan.
Yes, no wonder this big ice lump has such a personality.
With a slight cough, Xu Yuan took a breath and asked again:
"Are you doing this just because you will be the future leader?"
Ran Qingmo's eyes were a little confused:
"..if not?"
"."
Xu Yuan lowered his eyes and remained silent.
A reason that is pure and unadulterated.
Not because of the sense of belonging, not because of the friendship between teachers, but just because it has been like this since childhood.
Ran Qingmo was born for Tianyuan Sword Sect.
Ran Qingmo looked at Xu Yuan, his eyes flashing with a certain light, and he carefully tested:
"Xu Yuan, you said you could help me, is that true?"
Regarding this question, Xu Yuan did not answer immediately this time.
The destruction of the Tianyuan Sword Sect was a major event in Cangyuan, but the plot of Cangyuan has already deviated from the established track, running wildly towards Xu Yuan's unknown direction like a wild horse.
Now Xu Yuan and he can take advantage only of those opportunities that have never been born, as well as the personalities and pasts of some characters.
He no longer had the same confidence in saving Jian Zong.
Ran Qingmo watched him lower his eyes and said nothing for a long time, and the light in his beautiful eyes gradually dimmed:
“Isn’t it okay?”
"It's not impossible."
"." Her beautiful eyes widened slightly.
Xu Yuan raised his eyes to look at the other party and said with a smile:
"I want to travel now, and that's why I want to help you."
Ran Qingmo subconsciously took a step forward and grabbed the corner of his bloody clothes with gold patterns:
"..real?"
Xu Yuan glanced at the corner of his clothes that was being pulled, raised his eyes to meet hers, and asked in a serious tone:
"But, do you believe me?"
Can she trust him?
He is now the third son of the Prime Minister's Mansion and the core figure of the force that is about to destroy the Tianyuan Sword Sect.
If he chooses to lie to her, Tianyuan Sword Sect will only be destroyed faster under the inducement of various information.
Ran Qingmo was stunned, staring at Xu Yuan for a few breaths:
"But, you are Xu Yuan."
"I am also Xu Changtian." Xu Yuan.
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Ran Qingmo bit the corners of his lips lightly, his eyes lowered and silent for a long time, but he did not let go of his grip on the corner of his clothes:
"I have no other choice"
"."
Hearing this, Xu Yuan sighed slightly, raised his hand to brush her hair from her temples, and smiled at her:
"Ran Qingmo, I can work hard to provide you with an opportunity, but I'm not sure whether this opportunity will come, and even if it comes, it will ultimately depend on your master's decision.
"Of course, his decision may not count."
The name of the Prime Minister's Mansion determines that all its power is concentrated in his father, but the sect does not have the final say just by the head.
After thousands of years of evolution, the sect has long become a complex complex of interests.
The Presbyterian Church, the major families under it, and even the emerging grassroots factions can influence the final decision-making of a sect when they are strong.
The most Xu Yuan could do was to ask the father for a chance on behalf of Ran Qingmo.
Whether the final thing can be achieved is still unknown.
Listening to his ambiguous answer, Ran Qingmo nodded without hesitation:
"okay!"
Xu Yuan retracted his hand, chuckled and shook his head.
It seemed that this big ice lump was really desperate. She had probably tried every solution she could think of before coming to him.
Since the promise has been made, he also needs to know the corresponding information.
Xu Yuan asked:
"Ran Qingmo, let me ask you a question."
"What?" Ran Qingmo's mood obviously became better.
Xu Yuan asked calmly:
"What have you done since the last time we were separated?"
"I went to Qingfeng Mountain and Biluo Valley, um. I also went back to Tianyuan Mountain." Ran Qingmo truthfully explained his itinerary.
A little memory,
Xu Yuan remembered that Qingfeng Mountain and Biluo Valley were the locations of two large mountain gates in the territory:
"You went there to lobby them?"
"Yeah, but they didn't believe what I said."
"." Xu Yuan was speechless.
If these people can believe it, then there are ghosts.
During these days, Xu Yuan learned a lot through his own internal reference.
The relationship between the Prime Minister's Mansion, the imperial court and the sect were all inconsistent with the information he knew in his previous life.
The Imperial Master didn't believe that the Prime Minister's Mansion wanted to destroy the Sword Sect, not because the old man and his father were friends, but because this kind of thing had happened in the past.
It was the establishment of the Tianan Martial Arts School that Zhou Chen mentioned.
This was a preliminary attempt made by the Prime Minister's Office and the current emperor, but the sect was not a fool and reacted extremely fiercely.
When the situation was at its most tense, the imperial capital's city defense formation was activated, and Wu Chenghou received orders to lead his troops back to the capital at any time.
But in the end there was no fight.
Because the emperor is ill,
Because the president of Cheonan Chamber of Commerce passed away,
Since then, the Prime Minister's Office has indeed been making efforts to rectify the sect over the years, but in fact it has been just thunder without rain, and it has basically ended in an anticlimactic manner.
It is impossible for the sect to compromise. If it wants to reform, it can only use military force.
But who dares?
Nowadays, the sect's power is deeply intertwined and has penetrated into almost every blood vessel of the Dayan Dynasty.
Anyone who dares to use military force at this time is risking the disobedience of the world.
Under such circumstances, Ran Qingmo came to the door and suddenly said that the Prime Minister's Palace was going to attack the Tianyuan Sword Sect and the Tianxia Sect. If Xu Yuan was from these sects, he would only regard it as a joke, and might even think that she was Ran Qingmo. They are here to scaremonger and sow discord.
After all, there is no harmony between sects.
Therefore, Xu Yuan was very curious about why Ran Qingmo believed this matter so firmly and where her source of information was.
This matter has been brewing in his mind for a long time.
Thinking of this,
Xu Yuan no longer hesitated and asked directly:
"How did you get the news that our prime minister's government is going to destroy the Tianyuan Sword Sect?"
The expression on Ran Qingmo's face changed slightly. He was silent for two seconds and asked tentatively in a low voice:
"Can we not talk about this matter?"
"No." Xu Yuan answered simply.
Ran Qingmo asked in a low voice:
"Is this important?"
Xu Yuan's answer was ambiguous: "It may be important, but it may not be important either."
Ran Qingmo stared at Xu Yuan for several breaths, and finally said softly:
"Okay, I said.
"Well, a little girl named Tian Yan told me."
(End of chapter)
