Chapter 312

Ling Yun looks at his wrist. He just happens to see the secret files about jiuying. The people under the control of Jiuzhou are basically alien species left over by the flood and famine. There are also many teeth biting prisons in Zhenbei city.

Ling Yun knows a lot less about these demons, but many of the existing demons' thrones are descended from the wild. For example, Ziqing in front of her is a butterfly, but she is not an ordinary butterfly. Otherwise, she would not be able to reach the present level. In fact, the practice of the demons is limited by their blood. The better their blood is, the higher their achievements will be, The more common your blood is, the more effort you have to make in order to achieve high achievements. Moreover, it takes a lot of luck to break the blood limit.

"It's nothing strange. If she had been growing up in the wild, she would hate Kyushu very much. If she grew up smoothly, she would also be a sharp sword against Kyushu," Ling Yun said faintly. "As long as you give a little guidance, you can send him to the people in the wild. If she is not a big demon hidden in Kyushu, she is a human with ulterior motives, All the things related to jiuying are great events. The Confucian temple can't be unaware of them. Maybe that's what Confucianism means. Anyway, these things related to spies are the dirtiest activities in the hell. "

"It's too cold-blooded and inhuman just to do this to a little girl." Ling Yun said angrily.

All the good and evil of children are endowed by environment and adults. Bad environment and good adult guidance are two different results from good environment and bad adult guidance. Children who grow up in hatred and children who grow up in love and kindness are also two distinct poles.

The good and evil endowed by human nature is the result of desire itself, so it is innate, but it can be guided by the day after tomorrow. If this little monster does not guide, it will be a very bad thing for Kyushu in the future.

"The wild world is like this," Ziqing said. "It's none of my business how Kyushu is."

"Yes, it has nothing to do with you," Ling Yun said sarcastically. "In fact, most people think so. After fighting with Zhenbei city for so many years, Kyushu world is almost indifferent. Because many people think so, that's it."

Ling Yun got up, his injury recovered quickly, "let's go?"

"I'm not going to take her away?" Ziqing asked with a smile.

Ling Yun shook his head, "come back."

Ling Yun was silent all the way. Ziqing thought it was because of the goblin and asked, "still thinking about it?"

"No, I wonder if I don't meet some people, will I become the same as her, become a sword, cut innocent people," Ling Yun said lightly. "The freedom of the wild world is only related to life and death, and there is not much calculation. Even if there are calculations, most of them are aimed at people in Kyushu, so in fact, there is no need to think so much."

"How many people can count on you for your strength? Besides, your brain is very useful. " Ziqing joked.

Ling Yun had no choice but to smile and said in a low voice, "I also want to know who is calculating me."

Ziqing stretched a stretch and said with a smile, "if you don't understand something, don't think about it for the time being. When you get tired, you will naturally know what's going on." she hooked Lingyun's shoulder and squeezed Lingyun's elbow with her soft chest. Lingyun had to shrink a little in her arms. "If the person who calculated you died on the way, wouldn't it be very good."

"What I fear most is the" one, "Ling Yun said. He didn't notice what was wrong with what he said." further on, it's Sanyin state. Do you want to say hello? "

Ling Yun said and shook his head, "at this time of regeneration, is to find uncomfortable, then we low-key point in the past?"

"Just walk directly from the glacier, across Sanyin Prefecture, to the territory of Xijiang River," Ziqing said with an eyebrow. "Where shall we eat a pot of pickled fish?"

"Why eat there?" Ling Yun pretends not to understand.

Ziqing stares at Lingyun, "listen to you or listen to me?"

Ling Yun shrugs his shoulders. It's better to listen to you, but he's still like Ziqing. Ziqing, who walks in the front and acts as a middle-aged scholar in the back, gives Ling Yun a kick from time to time, which makes Ling Yun feel very helpless. Cao Jinkai, it's easy. Pei Lixia, he doesn't have any face in front of them. Now he has another Ziqing. Of course, he can't beat them, Ling Yun can't help but transfer his hatred and curse the bastard who cut off his long bridge of meridians. He gave birth to a child without an asshole. His wife ran with others, broke off his path of cultivation, and went into a devil's way to die. The best way for Qiu ZhiBei to die was to drink water and choke, drink and fall on foot

Ling Yun is reading in his heart, and Ziqing is watching. She is not totally indifferent to Ling Yun's affairs, let alone indifferent. A person who can take care of children grows up alone. In fact, he has been taking care of himself. Seeing that little demon is like seeing his own past.

Ziqing is curious about what kind of person Ling Yun meets, who will pull him out of the abyss of hatred. If he has been growing up like that little monster, will he die long ago, will he not meet him, or will they be true friends in the future, wielding swords against Kyushu together.

As a demon clan at the top of the thirteen realms, she never forgets the scene in Lingyun's heart. Half black and half white is the half black. She only feels terrible when she puts it beside her in the same realm; But that half white, no matter when she, will be yearning for, as if he is the sun in the heart sea of beautiful spring, is flowers, is green grass, is the blue sea, is the collection of all beautiful things, he will let people like a spring breeze, will make people warm, but he is not completely like this, there will be rainy days.

Children without childhood and youth have finally become young people, and they have become the kind of people who don't like themselves or others. There are not many real things to laugh about, and there are not many things to be happy about. It seems that most people's lives should be like this, whether in the wild world or in the Jiuzhou world.

"Ling Yun..." cried Ziqing.

Ling Yun scratched his head and asked, "what's the matter?"

The old witch usually calls her younger brother or younger brother, or "hello", "who" or "you". She seldom calls his name directly. If she does, she may want to beat herself. Ling Yun asks warily and carefully, "sister Ziqing, what can I do for you?"

Ziqing nodded and said in a soft voice, "anyway, you have to live."

"Of course, I'm not that kind of shortsighted idiot," Ling Yun stretched out his arms. "The taste of the world is so unforgettable. There are flowers and birds, butterflies flying, clouds, wind and rain, sunshine, fine wine and delicious food, people's voices are noisy, so why not live?"

"Do you think butterflies are very beautiful?"

Sure enough, as long as it's a different male creature, it's always unexpected to focus on it. Ling Yun's heart is tight. He thinks that Ziqing is trying. He smiles and says, "of course, it's very beautiful. You think, when flowers are in full bloom, colorful butterflies are flying among them. This scene should only be seen in a dream. It's rare to hear it in the wilderness."

"Have you ever dreamt of butterflies flying?" Ziqing said with a smile.

Ling Yun nodded quickly. Ziqing was very satisfied with Ling Yun's reply, "OK, let's go!"

"To order!"

Ling Yun breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, this kind of dream probably didn't belong to him. For many years in Zhuyuan, his dream was still intriguing, fighting openly and secretly, or parting between life and death. Later on, his dream was just the bloody appearance of King Ling's mansion, the warm words of adoptive parents, the jokes of uncles and uncles, and the care of his brother, Then it will suddenly disappear and become a bloody world, lonely, empty and lonely, afraid and confused.

When those teenagers grow up happily and think about the dream of riding a horse in the river, they are still a child, but they have already grown up. They have already gone through the bitterness, and there is nothing good about the river.

It's good to be in a world where there's no intrigue, but only love and hatred. It's similar to a world where you chop me and I stab you. It's not bad that today's world is full of love and hatred. But maybe there's no such dream like this.

It's a pity and an inevitable result that the friars in Kyushu haven't been really romantic once in a hundred years. Maybe all the intrigues and intrigues will take away the pleasure of romantic. They can't see, hear, see or touch. Only the stories of novelists occasionally have such a world.

Xijiang seized Jiangyue Prefecture, where Xijiang is located, from Jiangyue. After a hundred years of war, Jiangyue occupied the sky of Jiangyue Prefecture, while Xijiang occupied the mountains, rivers and lakes of Jiangyue Prefecture. They were enemies of life and death, but Jiangyue and Ziqing were not allies. Anyway, their relationship was not good.

Ling Yun thinks that Ziqing's brain is doomed to be ruined even if she has defeated Kyushu. She is good at both water and soil. Of course, the more water transportation in the world, the better. Jiangyue prefecture has the most wild mountains, rivers and lakes. She and Jiangyue unite with Fu Ziqing to take part of the water transportation. Jiangyue gets one state of mountains and rivers, and one state of heaven, which is owned by him, As for Xijiang, no matter what he did, he didn't know how to do such a good thing. If Ling Yun had been himself, he would have already united to seize the water transportation.

Ling Yun is very good at sauerkraut fish, but since he wants to go to buzhoushan, he can't do it himself. He can only do it by Ziqing, who pretends to be a middle-aged scholar. Ziqing seems to be very familiar with this kind of thing. She is very familiar with the waters of Jiangyue state. Where the fish are delicious and big, she will go.

Ling Yun also gave him a lot of methods, mainly pickled fish, boiled fish, braised fish

Finally, Ling Yun didn't want to eat fish much in his life. He couldn't eat any more. As soon as he didn't want to eat, Ziqing would say, "are you not satisfied with my cooking?"

"Don't you want to eat fish and pity him?"

"Eat! Give it to me. If you stop, I'll kill you! "

Ling Yun regretted giving Ziqing so many recipes for making fish. Didn't he put himself to death?

The scene of Xijiang's fury didn't appear, which made Ling Yun very disappointed. He wanted to see the battle of the thirteen demons. However, at this time, these throne demons should also go to Buzhou mountain one after another to prepare for the discussion.

But at the next moment, in the lake of Luoyue in Xijiang River, a young man in a golden robe roared: "Ziqing, you stinky woman, you never stop, do you?"

As soon as most of the middle-aged scholars were about to speak, Ling Yun said, "eat some of your fish... Belch."

"Do you have any more ideas?" Lingyun said without changing his face.