"Since you don't look back, why don't you forget it? Since you have no chance, why do you have to make a vow? Everything yesterday was like water without traces. Tonight, you are already strangers!"

On the bed, Ling'er thought a lot. When she returned to Nanzhao, what situation would she face? Will Xiaoyao fall into danger?

Different realms, their perspectives on problems and their methods of solving problems are also different. Ling'er is just a little girl who has just walked out of a fairy island in the world. Although Xiaoyao has taken her to see a lot before, she still has limited knowledge after all.

So in the face of the coming danger, she was stubborn and kind-hearted and planned to choose the best way she thought she was.

Outside the room, Li Xiaoyao was silent for a moment and said to Han Yixian: "The corpse poison cannot be fought against by humans! You do this just to scratch the itch through the shoe, treating the symptoms but not the root cause!"

"Yin and Yang coexist between heaven and earth, and there must be something that is mutually generated and restrained near the extreme yin and evil!"

"There are such evil things near the village. There should be restraints or restraint methods within a radius of hundreds of miles!"

When Han Yixian and Han Mengci heard Xiaoyao's words, both Han Yixian looked at Xiaoyao unexpectedly, obviously very surprised by Xiaoyao's knowledge.

"What the young hero said is right. There is a place ten miles east of this place called Jade Buddha Temple! The presiding master Zhixiu in the temple is boundless in Buddhism and can cure zombie poison!"

"However, that master has a very strange rule. If he wants to do his best, someone must go to the Jade Buddha Temple to become a monk!"

"The master said, this is called saving all living beings!"

"I'm ashamed! Mengci's fiancé, Xianggong Jiang, was left in the Jade Buddha Temple by the master!"

...

"Hey! Stinky egg! Let's not go!"

Xiaoyao's face darkened. He had already guessed that Master Zhixiu who had not met. He was either a Buddha ignorant or an evil person.

"Wait first, wait until Ling'er's health is well!"

“…”

At this moment, Ling'er walked out of the room.

"Ling'er, you're awake! How do you feel?"

Seeing Ling'er coming out, Xiaoyao came over and asked anxiously.

Hearing Xiaoyao's words, Ling'er shook her head gently and signaled that she was fine!

But at this moment she didn't dare to look at Xiaoyao, and her eyes were dodging.

"Uncle, thank you for saving me!"

"Save death and help the wounded is our doctor's duty. You're a little disgusting when you say this! Besides, I didn't put much effort into this matter, it was all the credit of this little brother!"

Hearing Han Yixian's words, Ling'er couldn't help looking at Xiaoyao and bit her lower lip gently, "Thank you, Brother Xiaoyao!"

Xiaoyao gently lit her nose, "That's all, let's see, what's the relationship between us!"

Hearing Xiaoyao's words, a trace of enlightenment suddenly arose in Ling'er's heart. Before, she had always regarded Xiaoyao as the gangster in her eyes, and deliberately ignored the identity of the top scholar who was hiding under the face of this gangster.

What she faced was not a Xiaoyao who knew nothing or nothing, but a Xiaoyao who had broad knowledge, strong background, and penetrated people's hearts.

Just like what Jin Yuan told her before, she, Anu, Liu Jinyuan, Lin Yueru, and Li Xiaoyao, the ones who can see the clearest among these people are always the ones in front of her.

He was the one who knew her best. He might have known the identity of the princess that he had just learned a long time ago, and she was even guessing that even the matter of Nanzhao and the Moon Worshiping Sect.

But he didn't tell himself that he didn't want to participate in these things himself.

Finally, Ling'er made up her mind that perhaps what Jin Yuan said to her before was correct, and all the questions in her heart could be answered by him.

"Brother Xiaoyao, let's talk!"

Xiaoyao sighed softly, and then he gently pointed the sword behind him, "White Dragon, keep the wind for us!"

The white dragon trembled slightly and flew out of the scabbard with great spirituality, like a real person, lit it twice in the air.

Seeing this scene, everyone present was stunned, looking at the sword with a strange look.

"Hey, I said stinky egg, your sword won't become a spirit!"

“This ~~”

"The sword is an iron sword. It is spiritual because of the holding, it is moved by the heart, it is alive because of the blood, it is dead because of the non-thought! Bailong has been following me since childhood, and he has been able to give birth to a trace of spirituality over the years, and he is not curious at all!"

After hearing Xiaoyao's explanation, everyone gradually felt relieved, except for one person, that is Ling'er, who had awakened the power of Nuwa.

She could feel that this sword was not like Xiaoyao said, not just a trace of spirituality. She could feel that there was an extremely powerful force on the sword, which seemed to be above her.

This is a deserted small lake surrounded by messy weeds, which looks a bit desolate.

Looking at the rippling lake, Ling'er asked softly: "Brother Xiaoyao, do you already know everything!"

Hearing this, Xiaoyao was silent for a moment. He did not pretend not to know anything. Instead, he whispered: "What are you referring to? Is it the identity of your princess in Nanzhao, or the thing you went to that small pavilion that day!"

Hearing Xiaoyao's answer, Ling'er's pupils shrank slightly. Sure enough, what Jin Yuan said was right at all, and he knew everything.

"When did you know these things?"

Ling'er stood quietly for a while and asked.

This time Xiaoyao did not hide it, but said bluntly: "When I met those three Moon worshipers in Yuhang Town, I asked the teacher to find out your identity and the origin of those people!"

"Then why don't you tell me? Do you know that Nanzhao Kingdom is going to fight, and how many people will die at that time!"

I originally thought Xiaoyao might be speechless, but this time it didn't take long before she got Xiaoyao's reply.

"Is that right? So what? I don't care, I only care about you!"

Xiaoyao's words were a bit unkind, which made Ling'er suddenly feel that the person in front of him was so strange.

"How can you be so selfish? Those people are my people! Now they are in trouble, I must save them!"

Xiaoyao smiled and glanced at Ling'er with some meaning, "Personal?"

"Ling'er, then do you think I, Li Xiaoyao, should abandon my wife and son, and send you back to that purgatory, and let you sacrifice yourself to save those strangers and become victims of those who fight for fame and fortune. Then will I be a qualified husband?"

"When it's time to be selfish, I never say those high-sounding big words. To be honest, I just don't want you to go back to Nanzhao!"

"You have been so injured after only a few days. I always thought you had met those people in Nanzhao. They were a group of waste, not to mention let alone letting you return to Nanzhao!"

Ling'er was very puzzled. Why did Brother Xiaoyao, who had always been reasonable before, become like this now, completely unreasonable.

Unintentionally, she met Xiaoyao's eyes. The next moment, she seemed to understand that it was not that Xiaoyao was really cold-blooded and ruthless, but that he had to choose one between her and those people.

And he chose her, not those common people.

"Brother Xiaoyao~~"

Since she has understood the other person's intentions, how can she refute it? Love is selfish. If Xiaoyao chooses not her, but the people, perhaps all she has left at that time will be responsible.

"Brother Xiaoyao, Ling'er is not a mortal!"

Xiaoyao suddenly heard this and clenched his fists suddenly, "I know!"

Ling'er was shocked, "Do you know?"

But when he thought of that day, he didn't want to recognize himself at all. Ling'er felt a little depressed, "Did you already recognize Ling'er that day?"

Xiaoyao paused for a moment and replied softly: "No, I don't know that my Ling'er is not a mortal, but a demon!"

"It was not until today when I was healing your wounds, that I confirmed that you were the demon I saw that day!"

Listening to Xiaoyao's words, Ling'er's state of mind could no longer be controlled. She thought she would face all this with gaze, but she did not expect that when the person she cared about the most knew the truth of all this, she could no longer maintain Gu Bo's unsuspecting mentality.

"Will you care?"

This is the question she cares most now, and it is even more concerned about whether she can return to Nanzhao successfully and whether she can have the courage to stand up again.

This time, Ling'er did not get Xiaoyao's answer immediately. After a while, she only heard Xiaoyao sigh.

"Want to hear the truth or the lies?"

Hearing Xiaoyao's words, Ling'er frowned slightly, "What is the truth, what is the lies?"

Xiaoyao smiled and broke the embarrassment and seriousness that had been before.

"You shouldn't ask this. Could it be that my husband makes you so unconfident. What are you worried about?"

Hearing Xiaoyao's answer, a hint of relief flashed in Ling'er's eyes, but there was a hint of clue. "But Ling'er is a demon! Humans and demons cannot be together!"

"Why not! Who stipulated it again! I don't care at all!"

"But I care, Ling'er is not a demon, but a god clan, a descendant of Nuwa, and has an innate responsibility! Ling'er has the responsibility she has to bear!"

"Nuwa!"

At this point, Xiaoyao's face changed drastically. There was a volume among Jingtian's collection of books that recorded the affairs of the gods in the world. He originally thought it was just a ghost and strange ambitions, so he didn't take it to heart.

But there is a saying that he still cannot forget, "Nuwa's way, the way of redemption, will not stop until death."

When Ling'er saw Xiaoyao's face suddenly turned ugly, she was startled, "What's wrong with you, Brother Xiaoyao!"

"The Way of Emperor Wat, save the people and stop until death!"

The simple twelve words are like a bomb, which makes Ling'er stunned, "I will stop until death~~"

"Sorry, I was lucky before and waited for you to change my mind, but now, if you were my Li Xiaoyao's wife one day, I would never be able to let you return to Nanzhao!"

Ling'er clenched her pink fist, "Why?"

Xiaoyao grabbed Ling'er's wrist and said, "What do you think is for the death ending!"
To be continued...