Southern Xinjiang is located in a humid place, with low crop yields. Most of them are rare medicinal materials. Mao You are willing to trade medicinal materials so that people in southern Xinjiang can live a life without worrying about food and clothing.

In Chu Zhiyin's opinion, he can be regarded as a competent king. He is still young and may have higher achievements in the future.

Whether in the mortal world or in Tianze, the law of survival is survival of the fittest. Chu Zhiyin cannot interfere too much with their destiny.

"I can't help anything," she said.

"I know." Mao You said calmly.

Both wizards and sorcerers can only assist in the government, and there is a strip of easy-to-break in front of thousands of troops.

Chu Zhiyin asked Lan Qiuyue with a side face, "He has made up his mind, what about you, do you choose to leave with us?"

Lan Qiyue's eyes were always on Mao You, and she felt a sense of exclusivity to put aside everything. Chu Zhiyin thought to herself, I'm afraid Lan Qiyue would not leave either.

Sure enough, he said, "If you don't leave, I will stay with you."

This sentence made the silent Mao You open his eyes, his tired eyes turned into surprise, and then he was angry, "What's the use of staying behind? Haven't you always wanted to get out? Get out now."

His anger and irritability did not repel the heart that Lan Qiuyue wanted to stay. "I want to leave, but I can't decide. I want to stay, but I can't decide. Mao You, have you been so long, don't you understand what I want?"

But it is trust, respect and understanding. He does not love him, but he will not want the love he is imprisoned. Everything he wants to do is a choice.

Mao You was stunned. Lan Qiyue's words hit her body. He wanted July to stay by his side before, but now he wanted him to leave the place of beacon.

He thought about everything, and he had never considered whether Lan Qiuyue himself wanted it.

But today is different from the past. Lan Qiuyue stayed the same ending as him.

People have been deceived by themselves for two years, and it is time to let go.

He said, "I am the king of southern Xinjiang, and everything is up to me. If I don't let you stay, you won't be able to stay."

Lan Qiuyue gritted her teeth and helped Mao You always do this, and he was so autocratic that it was displeasing.

Seeing that the two were going to quarrel again, Chu Zhiyin made a smooth move and said, "The King of Southern Xinjiang is worried about July's safety?"

Mao You was silent.

Chu Zhiyin knew, "I will write you two talismans. You can tear them apart when life and death are at stake. It will take you to a safe place."

After using so many soul-burning grasses, the two teleportation talismans are considered rewards.

Chu Zhiyin picked up the pen and inkstone under her feet, chose a clean piece of paper, drew the runes, and two simple teleportation talismans were completed.

Lan Qiuyue took the talisman paper. Although it was no different from writing randomly, he believed in Chu Zhiyin very much.

He said, "Maoyou, I will definitely stay, no matter what you do."

After saying that, he placed one of the talisman papers in front of him and turned around and left.

Seeing this, Chu Zhiyin also left, and He Yao, who had been silent, also left silently.

If only Mao You were left in the main hall, sitting alone in front of the table.

The bright and unstable candlelight jumped at the top of the hole, determined to illuminate the farthest place, but if there was no need for palace maids to add fuel to it, there would be only a short time to burn life.

On the second day, Chu Zhiyin and He Yao left the main city of southern Xinjiang, and two tall horses galloped away after leaving the city gate.

The shaking ponytail and the dull main city are in the north and south.

Shortly after they left, the main city of southern Xinjiang was closed and the whole city was on alert.

At noon, the two found a stream to rest.

He Yao handed over dry food, but Chu Zhiyin refused. She could continue to practice after she recovered her soul, so it was necessary to fast.

He withdrew his hand, bite the dry food himself, and made the tamped wheat instantly sucked away the saliva from his mouth, so dry that it was hard to swallow.

He looked at Chu Zhiyin with his eyes squinting, wearing barbaric clothes, two whips hanging on his chest, tinging silver ornaments on his head as decoration, and a hairpin with pearls missing.

Her dressing has not changed, but since she absorbed more and more soul-burning grass, her temperament has changed slightly.

In the past, my eyes were full of agility and agility, but now my every move was filled with indifference.

After swallowing the dry food, He Yao said, "I thought you would help them find a way."

After all, she had done a lot of idle things before, like a soft-hearted person who was invading rudely, and countless casualties along the way. She didn't seem to be a person who would ignore it.

The stream is shimmering, clear and transparent, and you can see the stones under the water clearly at a lighter place, smooth and without water horns.

Chu Zhiyin withdrew her gaze and looked at him, "It is impossible to help the things that involve the fate of thousands of people."

Her eyes were pure and clean, and the color of her pupils was very dark black, reminding him of the bottomless black hole that was cut that day. As long as she fell into it, she would disappear to another place.

He Yao bit his dry food again, "I thought you did things depending on your mood."

Chu Zhiyin moved his sight downwards, picked up a stone, threw it into the stream, and hit the roundest stone, which was rugged and smoothly leaning against each other.

“Not everything depends on your mood.”

He Yao also threw the remaining dry food into the water, "Then we only do things that depend on our mood."

A meaningless conversation, as the dry food spreads and disappears into the water, neither of them chooses to continue.

But He Yao felt the big difference between Chu Zhiyin, but he couldn't say it was different.

After the rest, Chu Zhiyin took off the horse rope tied to the tree and stepped on the stirrup. The curve of the corner of the skirt was drawn into a semicircle in the air.

The corner of the skirt covered half of the horse's butt. She sat upright on the horse's back, and the light and shadow cut by the leaves fell on her.

He Yaomu recalled a picture.

He used his spiritual sense to see the true body of the soul in Chu Zhiyin's sea of ​​consciousness. A holy and bright woman was as dazzling as light when she appeared.

Even though they look different, their temperaments are already the same.

He Yao found something that made him feel differently, and his doubts disappeared, and his soul was well restored, which naturally had a greater impact on his body.

The return journey is faster than coming to the city. They ride horses on roads where they can use horses and use magic directly where they cannot use horses, greatly shortening the time.

When he arrived at Yao Town, He Yao couldn't help asking, "Where should I go back to?"

I lived in the same inn, in the same room, Chu Zhiyin put down his burden, "If I don't go anywhere, it's too long to wait, I want to go back early."

She can practice now, and when her cultivation returns to the Lingji stage, she can open up time and space and return to Tianze.

So we have to finish Chu Xiu’s last wish and repay An Yunqi so that she can practice in seclusion without any hindrance.

He Yao asked, "Where are you going back?"

Chu Zhiyin thought about it and passed by Songcheng when he went to the imperial city. He could first ask about the person with moles on his ears.

"Go back to Songcheng first, then go to the imperial city."

Chu Zhiyin looked up at him, "Where are you? I'll be busy with my own affairs with me."

"Wait a minute," Chu Zhiyin interrupted before he could speak, "You can't harm others in your own affairs."
Chapter completed!