"Why haven't you spoken? Could it be that you're starving?" Tuobaling joked, stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes a few times.

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses.

She glanced at Tuobaling, sighed softly, and said, "I'm so touched. General Mo Xieqian and this couple are so loving."

"Five hundred years, five hundred years of vicissitudes of life, I can wait like this. I was beaten to death by thunder, but I didn't give up."

"Sure enough, infatuation moved heaven and earth, and they are finally together. It's great, it's really great, I'm happy for them from the bottom of my heart!" she said.

Tuobaling was startled for a moment, then slowly smiled.

He said a little awkwardly: "That's all the story at the beginning, it doesn't seem to be the focus of what we're talking about, right?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, then smiled sheepishly.

"Haha, you came to this mountain just to find the two legendary male and female swords?" she asked.

"Didn't those two swords turn into dragons and fly to God knows where?" she said.

Tuoba Ling said: "No matter what, I want to give it a try. Those are two legendary swords. People who practice martial arts, especially those who lead soldiers in war, who wouldn't want it? I can't even dream of it!"

"

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "Hey, people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. The same goes for this sword. Being too famous is not good either."

While she was talking, she took down the two grilled fishes, put them together with the branches that were grilled on skewers, divided one piece and sent it to Tuobaling.

"Talking while eating," she said.

Tuobaling nodded, took the grilled fish in his hand, and continued: "I collected peanuts because the clues I got mentioned the color and texture of the soil where the two swords were buried."

"That's why I harvest peanuts and potatoes, all with soil..."

Hearing his words, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you laughing at? What's so funny about this?" Tuobaling asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "When I look at you, you are a child who has never experienced hardship since childhood or taken care of crops."

"How deep can the roots of peanuts and potatoes be buried in the ground? If the sword really exists, how deep should it be buried in the ground?"

"Even if you collected all the potatoes and peanuts in this area for hundreds of miles, you still wouldn't be able to find a male or female sword," she said.

At the same time, I was secretly relieved.

He came here for the legendary sword, not for the treasure.

"Let's get down to business, what are you going to do next? Keep looking? Or what?" Yang Ruoqing asked while eating fish.

Well, this wild fish is plump and tender.

Even if you just sprinkle some salt flowers, pick some Sichuan peppercorns from the mountains, crush them and stuff them into the belly of the fish,

Baked in this way, it is still fragrant, spicy, numb and delicious.

"This mountain is so big. If you don't have any other clues, I advise you to give up as soon as possible," she continued.

"This mountain is so big, stretching for hundreds of miles, with many peaks and mountains,"

"You may not be able to see it, so how can you locate the two swords?"

"Besides, this is a legend after all. No one can give a definite answer as to whether these two swords exist in the world," she added.

Tuobaling sat there, silent, not eating any fish.

There was confusion on his face.

Yang Ruoqing didn't care about him anymore. He needed time to think and decide what to do next.

She eats the fish first, and enjoying the food is the most important thing.

"Let's wait and see. It's rare to go out and arrange everything. I don't want to return without success," he said.

"No matter what, I have to wander around in this mountain for two more days. Maybe, God has mercy on me, and I might find some unexpected gains." He said.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, this Tuobaling was still a little unwilling and wanted to wait for a turn of events.

"Okay, that's up to you." She said.

Tuobaling asked Yang Ruoqing again: "What about you? You came all the way to supervise me, what are you going to do next?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "I won't accompany you to find male and female swords. I'll wait for my man to come pick me up and then I'll go home."

"Your man? Who is your man?" Tuobaling asked.

That man is so lucky.

Yang Ruoqing said: "My man is naturally my mother-in-law's godson."

Tuoba Ling said: "I have been honest with you, but you still keep it from me."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay, let me tell you, my man's name is Luo Fengtang."

"Who?" Tuobaling stood up suddenly, his eyes widened.

"You said your man's name is Luo Fengtang? What does he do? But he's a general?"

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, "Yes, it's the same Luo Fengtang who led a thousand huts of troops to annihilate two thousand elite Liao cavalry soldiers near Yanmen Pass last time."

Tuobaling was so shocked that the muscles on his face were twitching slightly.

"This... this is really unimaginable," he said.

Then he laughed.

"This world is so big and yet so small."

"Now I suddenly understand that you deliberately settled small accounts in front of me and made me angry. You didn't want me to know this, right?" He asked again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Smart, that's true."

Tuoba Ling said: "Your man is indeed not simple. On the battlefield, you are my strong enemy!"

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, looking proud and proud.

Luo Fengtang is her eternal pride!

Tuobaling continued: "It's a pity that I couldn't face him head-on last time and learn how powerful he is."

"If I have a chance in the future, I will definitely..."

"Stop!" Yang Ruoqing raised her hand.

"Actually, if you want to discuss, you can always go to him. He never refuses others to come to him for friendly discussions," Yang Ruoqing said.

"And I welcome you to visit my home again."

"But if you say you want to do something on the battlefield, then I feel a little unhappy."

"Don't forget, you are also from Daqi. You are a descendant of the Cao family in Yingchuan. Your parents are in heaven and are watching over you."

"Seeing you accepting a thief as your father and helping Daliao's army kill people from our own country will make your parents very happy!"

Her sarcastic words made Tuobaling's face become extremely ugly.

The veins on his forehead bulged out.

"Do you know who you are talking to?" he asked her in a deep voice, with anger burning in his eyes.

"Do you know what will happen if you anger me?" he asked again.

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes, now she wasn't afraid of him at all.

Why?

First of all, with her skills, even if she couldn't defeat him, she could at least protect herself and escape successfully.

Secondly, Zhuiyun is nearby. Just whistle and he can come to support.

To be honest, Zhuiyun's fighting ability is almost as good as Luo Fengtang's return to his ancestors.
Chapter completed!