I brought down Bai Yueguang by selling miserably

Chapter 103

"Fool." Qi Jue wanted to smile, but found that he couldn't, and said in a difficult voice, "You don't have to tell me

Huai Zhao captured Pingcheng, arranged for the chariots, horses and horses, and buried the scenery of Qincheng. After another three days, he returned to Yanyun City.

Li Lan was afraid of Qi Jue and always avoided him.But going on for a long time is not an option.

Mu Yunshen's whereabouts are unknown, and Li Lan loses the most reliable mountain.Huai Zhao was originally from the previous dynasty, and he never trusted him.After thinking about it, there is only Su Mingyu who is behind.

Even if it is impossible to kill Qi Jue now, he can help him say more good things for him and let Qi Jue let him go.

He made up his mind, he just wanted to find a free time to talk to Su Mingyu.

It's just that Su Mingyu and Qi Jue are inseparable, and he hesitates to go forward several times, so he can only give up for the time being.

Qi Jue and Su Mingyu returned to the tent, Qi Jue lit a candle lamp in front of the bed, and went out of the tent to get some things.

Taking advantage of him leaving the tent, Su Mingyu poured out a few pills from the medicine bottle and took it.

Since the last time he used internal force to help Qi Jue adjust the disordered breath in his body, the time interval between the recurrence of the cold poison in his body became shorter and shorter.

There is not much medicine left in the medicine bottle, and we can no longer delay it at the border.

Su Mingyu thought to himself.

When Qi Jue came in, Su Mingyu had temporarily suppressed the cold poison that was about to recur.

Qi Jue looked at the thin sweat on Su Mingyu's body and asked, "Is it so hot here?"

"I'll go wash up." Su Mingyu got up and left the tent without further explanation.

The evening breeze is cool, the camp is backed by hiking mountains, and insects are constantly singing.Su Mingyu walked a few steps quickly, and suddenly bumped into Li Lan who was walking towards him.

Li Lan flattered and said, "Mr. Su, can you talk to me?"

Su Mingyu lowered his eyes and looked at him, followed him impatiently to a remote tree.

"If this plan fails, Qi will certainly not give up, and ask Mr. Su to save me." After all, Li Lan held on to his status as the Ninety-Five Supreme, even though he was flustered, he did not kneel down for him with a plop.

Su Mingyu's expression was a little cold.

Li Lan stepped forward and grabbed his arm and said, "Mr. Su, you can't just ignore death."

Su Mingyu turned his face and looked at him impatiently, raised his chin and said, "In all fairness, are you being misbehaving? I helped you so much, but you turned around and betrayed me."

"You look like this, how can I save you." Su Mingyu's hands became stronger and stronger, like the anger that was inadvertently vented from the bottom of his heart.

"I have no choice... I have no choice..." Li Lan argued in a panic.

Su Mingyu calmed down a little, shook his face away in disgust, and said, "Go back, let me think about it."

Li Lan rubbed his chin and nodded, "Master Su, think about it carefully, I'll wait for your news, wait for your news."

Li Lan took a few steps backwards, almost tripping over a small stone behind him.

He stabilized his figure in embarrassment, turned and walked towards his tent.

Su Mingyu washed for a long time, and he returned to the tent a little tired. The water droplets on his body had been completely wiped off, but there was still mist.

Not only is it lingering on his body, it seems to be lingering between his eyebrows.

"Are you feeling unwell recently?" Qi Jue asked softly, reaching out to caress his forehead.

Su Mingyu grabbed his hand and moved it down, leaned over and hugged him: "Brother, I feel very uncomfortable."

Qi Jue stretched out his hand to feel the pulse at his wrist. There was no sign of cold poison in his body, and his internal energy was disordered as usual, so there was no problem.

But Qi Jue knew that there was definitely something wrong with Su Mingyu's body.Although I was still clinging to myself in the past, I am not as easy to get tired and sleepy as I am now, and even feel more insecure because of my weak body.

"Let's go back to Qiongqi Mountain as soon as possible, and then go to treat the illness, shall we?" Qi Jue said softly.

"En." Su Mingyu responded in a low voice.

Qi Jue looked at the lightly flickering candlelight on the table, thinking that he should get rid of Li Lan as soon as possible.

Su Mingyu seemed to be suffering from insomnia, and did not fall asleep until midnight.But the dream became strange and bizarre.

……

"A Yu, stay here obediently, Grandma will come to accompany you later."

"Have you searched all of them?"

"Back to the general, we have searched all over here, Prince Yu's son should have escaped."

"Well. Clean up here."

"Yes."

There was blood dripping down the ground along the dilapidated cracks, dripping on Su Mingyu's hand.

He silently felt the blood flower blooming on the back of his hand, felt the frequency of its dripping, felt the faint smell of blood in his nose, and all he could see was darkness.

His heart seemed to be roaring, but he couldn't say a word.

Su Mingyu suddenly woke up from his sleep.

Qi Jue looked at him gently: "Did you have a nightmare?"

Then he paused, trying his best to maintain a calm voice: "Is it still a nightmare?"

Su Mingyu also realized the seriousness of the matter. He was dreaming of the same scene over and over again, which was obviously a sign of a nightmare.

But with Qi Jue by his side, it stands to reason that he shouldn't fall into the nightmare again.

"Brother, maybe I haven't had a good rest recently." Su Mingyu gently hugged Qi Jue.

"En." Qi Jue didn't refute him, but his heart was tightly clenched together.

"Brother, you will never leave me, right?" Su Mingyu buried his head in Qi Jue's arms, as if desperately wanting an answer.

"No." Qi Jue hugged him reassuringly.

"Well. This way I won't fall into a nightmare again." Su Mingyu said softly, "I promise."

"Fool." Qi Jue wanted to smile, but found that he couldn't, and said in a difficult voice, "You don't have to promise me anything."

Su Mingyu only slept for two hours in a hurry, but he didn't have any strange dreams in the two hours.

Pingcheng has already been captured, and with the surrender of Huang Qibing, Huai Zhao now has 8 troops in his hands.Next, it is best to capture the city where Deputy General Mou is located and two or three nearby cities, so that he can return to the imperial city with peace of mind.

It is not difficult to capture these small cities with 8 troops. Su Mingyu and Huai Zhao discussed it and decided to bring this matter up as soon as possible, and lead troops to Yingshui City tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

Qin Guanying and Qin Lengyu stayed behind as usual, and Ye Xuanwen's wind and cold had almost recovered, so he proposed to go together.

In fact, attacking these small towns does not require any setbacks, Su Mingyu may not have to go, but he has not seen Mou Shangping for many years, even if it is for etiquette, he should go to meet each other.

Qi Jue was worried about his condition, and stayed with him in the camp of the wounded soldiers all the way. Ye Xuanwen couldn't find a chance to talk to Qi Jue, and in the end, he had no choice but to enter the tent and chat together.

But small talk is not so easy to chat. Su Mingyu and Qi Jue first chatted for a while about the surrounding terrain of the city where Mou Shangping lived. Although Ye Xuanwen couldn't get in the way, he could occasionally chime in.

Then they chatted about the Qingshan School's swordsmanship, and the two talked about the Qingshan School's history from the Qingshan School's history to the current Qinglian swordsmanship's biggest drawbacks and improvement directions.

Ye Xuanwen was having a hard time listening, let alone interjecting.

In the end they talked about folk anecdotes, and Ye Xuanwen finally got a chance to breathe, but Su Mingyu and Qi Jue seemed to form a barrier of their own, although they occasionally talked with him, they rarely gave him their eyes.

Ye Xuanwen couldn't stand the eye contact between them in the end, and temporarily withdrew.

"Brother, I'm so thirsty."

Qi Jue handed him a bowl of water, teasingly said: "You can talk."

"I don't want to talk so much." Su Mingyu said helplessly, "I just want to hug you and sleep."

"Are you sleepy again?" Qi Jue asked nervously.

"No." Su Mingyu coughed lightly, his ears turned red and said, "I just want to hold you and do something, not necessarily sleep."

Qi Jue understood the meaning of his words: "Then why don't you scare him away earlier."

Su Mingyu stared at Qi Jue: "Brother Qi, why are you so bad. I always thought you didn't approve of me driving people away."

"I don't agree with talking nonsense with you for so long?" Qi Jue said with a low smile, "Hey, when did we talk about other schools' sword skills?"

"Really not." Su Mingyu looked at Qi Jue helplessly, and whispered: "Then you still talk to me seriously, I'm almost using up what I've learned all my life."

"That's all you've learned in your life. I thought it would be more in-depth." Qi Jue chuckled lightly.

"I haven't studied swordsmanship before." Su Mingyu held Qi Jue's hand and approached him and said, "But the little story that brother Qi told at the end was not bad, tell me again?"

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