Ouyang Ke's eyes lit up and his mind was shaken. He no longer paid attention to Tuo Lei and said with a smile: "Who am I, Mr. Ouyang? How can I go back on my word once I say it? But he can leave. Miss Huazheng, you are still the same." stay……"
"good."
Cheng Lingsu had expected that he would not give up so easily, but it was just like this. She was the only one who could deal with Ouyang Ke and look for an opportunity to escape. There was an extra obstacle, and it was inevitable that she still had worries in her heart, so she didn't wait for him again. If you say something nonsense, just agree to it directly.
Ouyang Ke didn't expect her to agree so quickly, and laughed: "This is just right. Without someone getting in the way, we can have a good chat."
Cheng Lingsu ignored him, turned away, took out the kerchief wrapped with blue flowers from his arms, shook it slightly in the air, stuck it in the tiger's mouth where Tuo Lei burst out, and put the two blue flowers back into his arms. Then he simply explained the situation to Tuo Lei and asked him to go back first.
Tuo Lei's face was livid, he took two steps back, Huo Di quickly pulled out the single sword stuck at his feet, stared in the direction of Ouyang Ke, raised the sword and slashed the air in front of him: "You are good at martial arts, I I am not your opponent. But today I swear to the God of the Grassland in the name of the son of Temujin Khan. When I kill all the people who harmed my father, I will definitely fight you! To avenge my sister, what are you asking me to do? They are the heroic children on the grassland!"
Both are the sons of Mongolian tribal leaders. Tuo Lei treats others with humility and loyalty. He is not as blindly arrogant as Du Shi, but his inner pride is no less than Du Shi. He is Temujin's favorite son, and he is well aware of Temujin's ambition. He wants to help his father turn all the places covered by the sky into pastures for the Mongols!
For this goal, he has been training in the army since he was a child, and has never lost a day. Who knows that after many years of hard training, even if he fell into the hands of the enemy, today he cannot bring back the girl who came to rescue him safely! Tuo Lei knew that what Cheng Lingsu said was right. He should put Temujin's safety as the top priority at this time and go back as soon as possible to mobilize troops to deal with his father who was plotted. However, when he thought about his sister being forcibly detained here, he felt uneasy in his heart. The shame choked him so much that he almost stopped breathing.
Mongolians value promises most, not to mention the oaths made to the gods believed in by everyone on the grassland. Tolei knew that he was incompetent in martial arts but still categorically swore this oath. His expression was pious and awe-inspiring, and his words were full of pride. Although he was not a master of martial arts, there was a feeling exactly like Temujin's on the shoulder bones of Jiuli Barracks. The aura of a king was so scornful that even Ouyang Ke, who didn't understand the specific content, couldn't help but be secretly frightened.
Cheng Lingsu's heart felt warm, and the warm blood in her body that belonged exclusively to Temujin's daughter seemed to feel Tuo Lei's unwillingness and determination. It surged up like a torrent, causing her eyes to feel faintly hot. He calmly turned sideways, blocked the direction in which Ouyang Ke might attack, and said softly: "Let's go back quickly. I have a way to escape."
Tuo Lei nodded, took two more steps, spread his arms to hug her, and without looking at Ouyang Ke, turned around and ran towards the camp gate.
On the way, he met several soldiers who were left behind and saw him running out of the camp. They tried to stop them, but he slashed them to the ground one by one.
It wasn't until he saw Tuo Lei seizing the horse at the edge of the camp and running away that Cheng Lingsu felt relieved and sighed softly.
In her previous life, her master, the Poison Hand Medicine King, used poison as medicine to cure illnesses and save people. However, he believed so deeply in the theory of retribution and reincarnation that he converted to Buddhism in his later years, cultivated his nature and cultivated his mind, and finally reached a state of no anger and no joy. Cheng Lingsu was his little disciple in his later years, and he was deeply influenced by it. In this reincarnation, he still sent her here even though he was already dead. She had to believe that maybe there were other motives behind it. .
She had been too involved with people and things in this world, and she had even been thinking of finding an opportunity to escape far away, return to the Dongting Lake, and see what the White Horse Temple looked like hundreds of years later. Then open a small medical clinic, treat diseases and save people, and keep the longing and affection for that person in the previous life to spend a lifetime of love. I don’t need to commit to reading the full text. But he didn't expect that he had borrowed the identity of Temujin's daughter in this life, how could he not be involved in the struggle of the Mongolian tribes? Temujin is now her father. Regardless of whether this father sees her as a means to win over other tribes, he is her biggest barrier on the grassland.
What's more, once Temujin is in trouble, the Mongolian tribe where she has lived for ten years will also be in trouble. Her mother and brother who have sincerely cared for her and raised her, as well as the tribesmen she sees every day, will also be in trouble. After ten years of being together, how could she just sit back and watch?
Thinking of this, Cheng Lingsu sighed again.
Seeing that Cheng Lingsu kept looking at the direction Tuo Lei was leaving and sighing, Ouyang Ke raised his chin slightly and couldn't help but sneer: "Why, are you so reluctant to let go?"
Hearing the hidden meaning of his words, Cheng Lingsu frowned, regained his thoughts, and blurted out: "I'm worried about my brother, shouldn't I?"
"Oh? Is he your brother?" Ouyang Ke raised his eyebrows, and the joy in the corner of his eyes flashed away, "Then... is that boy from before your lover?"
"What nonsense are you talking about..." Cheng Lingsu suddenly paused and realized, "You mean Guo Jing? You were there before... and you knew it just after we came here?"
"It's not you, it's you! I knew it as soon as you came here." Ouyang Ke was quite proud, obviously happy to see her reaction.
Although Cheng Lingsu dismounted from a distance, his internal strength was profound, and how could his ear power be comparable to those of ordinary Mongolian soldiers? Cheng Lingsu discovered her almost as soon as she sneaked into the camp. Just when she was about to show up, she saw Ma Yu taking her and Guo Jing out.
Back then, his uncle Ouyang Feng had suffered a big loss at the hands of the Quanzhen Sect, so the Xidu lineage always had some resentment and fear towards the Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect. Ouyang Ke recognized Ma Yu's Taoist robe, and thought of his uncle's previous warnings, he gave up his intention of showing up. Instead, he hid in the darkness and watched them exchange answers back and forth.
He thought that Cheng Lingsu would persuade Ma Yu to join him in rescuing people. He didn't know that Ma Yu was the leader of the Quanzhen Sect. He only thought that in addition to tens of millions of soldiers and horses, there would also be several martial arts masters led by Wanyan Honglie in the camp. , enough to entangle Ma Yu, and maybe take the opportunity to get rid of him, leaving the Quanzhen Sect with one less master in charge. Unexpectedly, instead of breaking into the camp, the Taoist priest actually left with Guo Jing, leaving Cheng Lingsu alone here.
Cheng Lingsu gradually figured it out at this time: "Wanyan Honglie came here secretly, probably because he wanted to take the opportunity to provoke Sangkun and my father into trouble, so that the Mongolian tribes would fight each other endlessly, so that his country of Jin could be free from the troubles in the north."
Ouyang Ke was not interested in this kind of fight at all, but seeing that Cheng Lingsu was serious about what he said, he nodded and praised again: "draw inferences from one example, you are really smart."
Reaching out to smooth the wind-blown hair, Cheng Lingsu's eyes were like the clear water of the Onan River on the grassland: "You are Wanyan Honglie's man, but you let Guo Jing go back to report the warning, and now you let Tuo Lei go back to mobilize troops. , aren’t you afraid of ruining his plan?”
Ouyang Ke laughed, reached out with his hand, and gently tapped her chin: "Afraid? What does his plan have to do with me? If it can make a beauty smile, what does it mean?"
Instead of smiling, Cheng Lingsu frowned slightly. She took half a step back to avoid the folding fan that was lightly hooked towards her chin. She stretched out her hand and "popped" the black fan head in her hand. . She felt a coldness penetrate the skin of her palm and penetrated into her bones. She was so excited that she almost let go of her hand immediately. Only then did she realize that the bones of his fan were actually made of dark iron, as cold as ice.
"What? Do you like this fan?" Ouyang Ke flicked his wrist as if unintentionally, pushed Cheng Lingsu's hand away, and took back the folding fan. He brushed it open again and shook it gently in front of him, "If you like something else, it's okay to give it to you, but this fan..." He pondered for a moment, then chuckled again, "If you like it, As long as you follow me every step of the way from now on, you will naturally be able to see me all the time..."
The author has something to say: I’m talking about Ke Ke children’s shoes. Isn’t this girl Ren Ling Su just interested in your fan? She’s reluctant to give it away~ So stingy~
Ouyang Ke [jumping around holding a fan]: That was given to me by my father... ahem... uncle...
