"Brother, I saw a very interesting sentence today." Ling Yue took a volume of poems and ran to Ling Jue, who was sitting in silence under the courtyard and reading silently.

"Brother" Ling Jue was very attentive at that time, buried himself in the book and never raised his head. Ling Yue couldn't help but feel anxious and snatched the book from his hand that had not been turned over for a long time: "Brother, what are you looking at? You are so fascinated that you ignore me?"

"Ah! It's nothing, there's something wrong. Just go to the palace to ask for a teacher." Ling Jue silently took his book from Ling Yue, and then looked at the brand new book handed over by Ling Yue: "This is"

"Here, brother, look at this sentence." Ling Yue first looked around and looked at him a few times, as if she was afraid of being seen.

"Why are you sneaking and like a thief?" Ling Jue just joked, but he didn't expect that he was hitting the tiger's tail.

"What are you talking nonsense? It's just that there are some questions, but it's hard to mention them in front of others." Ling Yue muttered secretly, and simply clicked the sentence in the book: "It's better to forget each other than to support each other. What does it mean?"

Looking at Ling Yue's fingers froze on the paper page, Ling Jue couldn't help laughing. No wonder Ling Yue was so cautious. It turned out that she touched the words that were so sensitive to the women in the boudoir!

"I only listen to people's words every day, and support each other." What is passed down from word to word, and it has been passed down through the evergreen things of the ages. There will never be any problem. It is very different from what is circulated here. I guess this book is definitely not from any serious channel.

Ling Yue came to Ling Jue with this idea in her arms and asked him to confirm: "But here is the only one here that is different."

It is better to forget each other than to support each other, but Ling Yue has heard of it for the first time.

"Reading should not be taken out of context." Ling Yue has never heard of it, but it does not mean that Ling Jue has not read it. Not only has he read it, he also agrees with the profound meaning here: "You only saw this sentence. Then let me ask you, what is the previous sentence?"

I read the previous sentence several times in my heart. Ling Yue really didn't understand the meaning of this, so I had to ask without shame. Therefore, it was not difficult to retell it for Ling Yue: "It is better to forget each other in the world than to dry up the spring and wet each other,"

"Since you have read it well, how can you not understand the profound meaning?" Ling Jue always believed that reading a book a hundred times is the most sincere meaning in ancient people's studies.

If you still don’t understand, then you must be reading a flower-like manner, using only eyes, without injecting your mind into it.

"You have to notice that the prerequisite is that the spring is dry." Ling Jue clicked until he did not explain more, but packed up his own things and went back to the study.

Ling Yue nodded thoughtfully. Ling Jue always advocated this, and she had no hope of getting a one-speaking answer.

Later, she sat alone in the courtyard and finally understood the meaning of this passage.

Sometimes, instead of surviving each other and maintaining a painful deadlock, it is better to return to their original worlds and not know each other.

That means a pair of fish, which is actually the same for people. If Wuying is determined to fulfill her, if she still insists on being alone, it will harm her and others. Such persistence is no more clever than blindly supporting each other.

Without the hesitation of the situation, the current situation was not as clear as Ling Yue's fantasy. She didn't dare to stop, and she tightly held the corner of Zhiqiu's clothes and felt a layer of sweat: "Zhiqiu, I, we can't stop."

She could clearly hear the asymptotic approaching of the horse's hooves behind her without having to look back.

"Aunt, girl, the maid can't run anymore." Zhiqiu was so breathless that she was breathless, and almost dragged her away by Ling Yue.

"Go!" A sound of riding a horse resounding through the sky came from behind, and Ling Yue only felt a gust of sharp wind coming from behind.

"Girl!" Zhiqiu was panicked, and his roar made his throat completely hoarse.

Almost at the same moment, Ling Yue felt her body lightening. When she reacted again, she was picked up by someone else in the waist and flew into the air: "Let me go, let go."

/>The belt used to tie it was finally fluttered, and its long and shiny black floated down, sweeping across the face of the Hu people behind him.

But the Hu man was not annoyed, but laughed happily because of this: "Haha, what the king agreed to this time finally has an explanation."

Wang Shang Ling Yue was driven to move by the man. In a panic, she was even more enlightened than before.

Because she knew that the more unfavorable the situation was, the less she could not be panicked. Only with absolute calmness could she find that glimmer of hope and save herself.

"Girl!" Zhiqiu's crying sounded upwards in the wind and rang at a horse not far behind her.

"What are you trying to catch her?" Ling Yue asked. She thought that those Hu people only caught one woman, but it turned out that they wanted to catch as much as they wanted.

Zhiqiu's voice was no longer as pleasant as before, as if he was scratched by a sharp blade all at once, and he was sobbing in a bit of a broken voice.

Ling Yue felt a pain in her heart. If it were her, how could the past be entirely related to fate, but it was implicated in others. How could she repay this sin?

"If you are for your king, then you can just find me alone. Why do you kill others again?" Ling Yue was in a state of ease. Even if she was imprisoned so hard that she could not move, she could not stop her from struggling desperately.

The Hu people in the northern border originally had no language with them, but they were close to Tiansheng's territory. Ling Yue didn't believe that they could not understand a word of Zhongyuan in the past.

The big beard was really understandable. He heard that he wrapped Ling Yue tighter with his arms: "There are no more women in the king, the more the more the better."

"Bah! Disgusting." No matter how Ling Yue shouted and scolded, the bearded man seemed to be unmoved.

Afterwards, Ling Yue was extremely grateful. At that time, she was also blinded by anger. If the Hu man was angered and touched her again, he would really ruin his innocence. Then how could she cry again?

Wuying is indeed a top master who is rare to see in the world. He only lost to four hands with two fists, and was at a disadvantage because he was outnumbered. His hard work only blocked most of the people for Ling Yue and Zhiqiu, but he had the will but lacked strength, and finally he missed a few fish that had missed the net.

A distracted mind, a scimitar cut straight to Wuying's back. The long-lost cold blade of the sword wiped through his skin. Wuying could only flash quickly, and then escaped into the winding villages and houses with his light skills.
Chapter completed!