"So, what is your relationship with Ming Shuiyun?"

Leyu felt that Qinglan's eyes suddenly became sharp.

But he had a clear conscience and said calmly: "The relationship between collaborators."

"Just a collaborator?"

“It’s not just a collaborator.”

Leyu smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know what feelings I have for her now - it's not love and love - but I don't know whether my feelings for her are true or false."

"The reason why I found this place was that on the one hand, I asked Bai Ye to help me find you." Qing Lan said: "On the other hand, it is your sisters - Qian Yuya and Qin Yueshi. I hope Bai Ye can let you leave the Blood Prison and meet Mingshuiyun."

"They said, you have a way to make Ming Shuiyun unable to control the Holy Sword Huiyao, but also suppress the 100,000 rebels outside. This is the fundamental reason why Bai Ye will do his best to send us in to see you - although Bai Ye doesn't want Yan Jing to be destroyed, they don't want a new emperor who controls the Holy Sword."

"It is said that in history, any emperor holding a sword in his own hands will surely create a prosperous era, suppress party struggles, ease conflicts, and become a wise king. It is a good thing for most people, but for Bai Ye, the so-called wise king is just a tinkerer of this backward country, and uses absolute violence to extend the life of this country for a hundred years, so history is repeated."

"They would rather have a foolish lord than a sword-holding wise lord, but they would not want Yan Jing to suffer a disaster, and you can meet their needs. So they chose to meet the requirements of Qian Yuya and me, and send us to the Eight-Level Blood Prison to save you."

"However, it's okay if you don't go to see Ming Shuiyun." Qinglan blinked: "You know that Bai Ye and those people are all stupid guys who can deceive them. If we don't work, they won't take revenge on us."

"You're so bad."

"Of course, I was taught by you."

Qinglan suddenly remembered something, and said in a coquettish voice: "Qin~Histor~Teacher~"

"Ah no, should I call you Teacher Le?"

"To be honest, this is not within my interest range." Leyu said, "but it's different on the other hand."

"Ah? I see that you have so many female students who care about you, I thought..."

"If the male student is concerned about me, isn't that a more serious problem?"

Qing Lan was stunned: "You almost got around... Okay, I believe you are not interested in female students. Where is that female teacher?"

"Of course not!"

"I heard that you seem to have some scandals with Yan Yi, the most beautiful teacher in the Imperial Academy."

"I am definitely innocent and innocent, and the sun and the moon can be seen! I have no interest in her at all!"

"So which female teacher are you interested in?"

Leyu's eyes were wandering: "Of course I'm interested in Teacher Qinglan."

Qinglan said twice, sneering: "Forget it, when we return to Dongyang, I will lock you in the house and not let you attract bees and butterflies."

"Really, Qinglan, are you willing to support me?"

"Really, I will lock you in a small dark room and let you write a hundred thousand-word novel for Youth Daily in a day."

"Qinglan, you have become stranger..."

"In the past, you raised me, and I will listen to you whatever you wanted me. Now, I will support you, of course I have to come back with capital and profit." Qinglan hummed twice: "This is called the turn of feng shui."

"Then, haven't you always wanted to find the Well of Gods and Demons? We can issue a reward advertisement in the newspaper. When we hear the exact news, we will cross the mountains and rivers to find traces of the secret realm of heaven and earth. To be honest, I didn't believe in the secret realm of heaven and earth before, but compared with your ability, the secret realm of heaven and earth has become quite credible."

"In the future, there may be large-scale wars in Huiyao. Can you still travel?"

"But aren't you very strong? Can't you protect me?"

"You have said that, even if I practice hard, I will have to practice to the pinnacle of the ultimate realm. At that time, the glory is so great that there is no place to traverse."

"How many children do you think we'll have?"

"Whatever, I don't care much about this."

"Yes, you are still like a child." Qinglan murmured: "It's better to be a man and a woman, but I don't want to have two times. Can I have a twin..."

"Even the magic weapon cannot meet your requirements." Leyu said.

"When you were away, I discussed a lot of plans for the wedding with Qingmei. I would follow you if I didn't understand. You have to give me a title this time, right?"

"No problem, you can do it casually, I'm here anyway."

"Tsk, what's your attitude? Do you think I care about the wedding? What I care about is your attitude!"

"I have a good attitude."

"You have a bad attitude!"

"What's wrong with my attitude?"

"You still refuse to say 'I won't go to Mingshuiyun'."

There was a silence in the Eighth-Level Blood Prison, and Qinglan said, "You still have to go, right?"

"I don't know." Leyu said softly: "I can't make a decision."

"It's rare, you're not the kind of person who will hesitate."

"I just said that I don't know whether my feelings for her are real or false. This is not a description, but a description. The Holy Sword Seal established a bond between me and her, which will make me feel great about her and even regard her as a relative."

Le Yu hugged Qinglan tightly: "This is what I fear the most. Because of death, I can't take anything away. The only thing I can take away is memory and feelings. Now I don't even know how many impurities are mixed with from the holy sword. I--"

"I understand." Qinglan gently stroked Leyu's hair: "You really worked hard, thank you for your hard work."

It was obviously just a simple sentence of comfort, but the grievances, grief, anger, and regret that were suppressed by the immortal blood in his heart were broken like a silver bottle. However, the immortal blood body controlled his body, and he couldn't even squeeze out a drop of tears, so he could only nod his head heavily: "Yes!"

"Because you can't confirm the authenticity of your relationship, you can't act?"

"Um!"

Qinglan thought for a while: "When I drive, if the road is rugged and difficult to pass, I will stop and look in the rear mirror and take a few steps back. Maybe there will be a way... Since you can't decide, then look back."

"later?"

"I actually have a question I want to ask you for a long time." Qing Lan said: "If you had expected the night of burning Xuanzhu, if you knew you might die in the riot... would you still secretly communicate with Bai Ye, form a trade union, and rebellious silver blood?"

"Or, be honestly your head of the Jing family, enjoy the glory and wealth of your life, and spend the rest of your life with me?"

Le Yu was slightly stunned, silent for a moment, and said:

"If I could do it again, I would probably do that."

"Why?"

"Because I can't watch those people suffer, human lives should not be so humble, and the world should not be so cruel. When I saw that maid named Shuangye was killed by the housekeeper that night, I was destined to be an assassin and had to end this cruel joy with my own hands."

"So, what are you hesitating about now?"

yes.

What is he hesitating about?

It has nothing to do with whether the relationship is false or not, it has nothing to do with the Holy Sword Huiyao.

But Ming Shuiyun believed in him so much that he would never doubt his ulterior motives; she carefully completed every command of Leyu, and Ming Shuiyu came up with an idea and became the manager; she was even willing to sacrifice her future for Leyu's future... Ming Shuiyun is such a girl who is so attached to him and needs him so much... Even if everything is really a show, how could he stand by and watch?

Leyu stood up and went to open the prison door. Qinglan went over and held his arm: "Have you decided?"

"Aren't you here to stop me?"

"When did I stop you?"

Qinglan smiled and said, "Although I hope you will change your mind for me, if you don't change your mind, I will think you are very handsome. Don't forget, you taught me."

"Sorry, Qinglan." Leyu said: "I have clearly experienced so many things..."

He strode out of the cell, and the footsteps of steel-soled boots resounded through the silence of the eight-layer blood suicide!
Chapter completed!