Qinglan stared at Xu Miyi indifferently. After a while, she moved her lips and spoke softly:

"Will you go and sue?"

Although she was asking, the indifference that was completely out of the matter seemed to be not her secret now, but just talking about the lines of her friends about the play.

Xu Miyi was also slightly stunned, but soon, she shook her head decisively.

"No...If you go back, it will be of no benefit to the young city lord or me."

"I can still remember you, it's a complete accident." When talking about "accident", Xu Miyi's voice trembled slightly without notice. Obviously, what flashed in her mind a moment ago was not a pleasant memory.

"It was that time that I understood that knowing too much is not a good thing." After reluctantly speaking, Xu Miyi smiled bitterly, "There was a time when I didn't know how lucky you were to be missing."

"Then let me hide it." This answer seemed to be as expected by Qinglan, and she immediately followed the situation.

"Let me enjoy a stolen free time. Even this freedom is just a bubble of passing clouds."

Xu Miyi looked at the girl in front of her and sighed quietly.

Only when facing this girl, she doesn't know what she should do, and she doesn't know what to do is right. Perhaps it's because the girl's fate is both transcendent and closely related to herself. One wrong step, one wrong step...

It shouldn't have been like this... Originally, she would have come to her end in a daze when she knew nothing. It was just because of that childhood accident that gave her the right to choose by chance, and therefore, she needed to bear more pain of facing the truth.

And is Qinglan's pain just because she sees the world so clearly and thoroughly?

...

On the battlefield, the situation changes rapidly.

After a series of relentless pursuits, Yan Yueque has successfully knocked Ou Yao down.

Although the body technique known as "blue flash" is indeed a bit difficult to capture. Yan Yueque is not an ordinary person after all. He was once barely defeated by Ye Shuo and Ren Jianfei on the ring. For him, the young master of Tianxiao Pavilion, there are hundreds of ways to make him worse than death.

In addition to all kinds of magical tricks, the high-level magic weapons he carries with him alone are equivalent to a small treasure house.

When Ou Yao was tortured and was exhausted from his life line and died unwillingly, Yan Yueque looked his desperate eyes into his heart. Although this made him feel relieved, it was like removing a foundation of motivation. He began to feel that under the continuous struggle, his physical strength was no longer enough.

Feng Boliang's shared field was not unaware of it. In the past, he would have been stubborn and shouted, "I would rather die than be favored by the witches of the Nine Nether Palace."

But in this trial, he gradually began to understand that everything will not be as good as others wish. If you live alone, you cannot want everything. In order to survive and for the purpose, you must learn to give up something.

It’s like the current battle. If you want dignity and want to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, the final result will be that you can’t get anything.

Everyone’s innate gifts are different. Some people carry a huge box filled with gold, silver and treasures, while others are empty-handed. On the journey of life, what people experience is to put down some things along the way, then pick up some things to maintain the balance of the boxes in their hands.

As for what to pick up and what to put down, it varies from person to person. It can only be said that due to different choices, some people may put down treasures and pick up garbage. But some people are just the opposite. As Qinglan said, the "exchange" of life is everywhere.

As for what he had exchanged, Yan Yueque didn't know now. What he could be sure of was that the weight in his box was much more fulfilling than when he was doing his power and blessings in Tianxiao Pavilion.

After slashing over several enemies again, the wind sounded suddenly and a cross-shaped blood-colored arc light was slashing at an extremely fast speed. The urgency seemed to have even the flowing air stagnated a little under the blood light.

Yan Yueque subconsciously raised his sword to resist. However, perhaps because of the excessive consumption of spiritual power, the sword easily flew out when it met the blood light. The powerful force that drove straight into the sky exploded in front of his chest with a shocking momentum like a shell exploded!

With a "puff", Yan Yueque spewed out a mouthful of blood and threw herself on the horse's back in a mess.

There were waves of dizziness in front of him. He barely raised his hand to hold his chest. The pain of excessive spiritual power consumption was flooded one after another.

The doctor just advised him not to use his spiritual power easily. Indeed, he was too arrogant...

At this time, from all directions, strange-shaped spiritual skills rushed towards him. However, Yan Yueque could only lie down on the horse's back and could not move.

The sound of the wind suddenly became anxious in my ears—

The expected pain has not yet subsided.

Yan Yueque looked up and saw that the attacks that should have fallen on him were steadily caught by a black arc light. Feng Boliang's fingertips turned slightly, and the faint light seemed to have life. A repulsive force emerged from the inside, ejecting all the attacks from all sides back.

"You go first, I'll break the back here." Feng Boliang didn't say much. After a hurried advice to Yan Yueque, he turned the reins and drove his horse alone.

Staying here, you will face not only Yan Shilin, but also those group B generals who were gradually attracted by them from the front battlefield. It can be said that they are completely dead.

But even if the two advance and retreat together, with the current situation, the result is likely to be that neither of them will be able to leave. Since this is the case, we must make timely choices and one can survive!

Feng Boliang had this plan in his heart, and she was about to rush into the crowd of enemies on her war horse.

However, before she could whip again, Yan Yueque suddenly raised her hand and grabbed her.

"We have to go together, and no one in our group can be missing!"

He looked at her like this and hurriedly shouted this sentence.

It seems like an eternal oath.

Feng Boliang also looked back at him in shock. This declaration of "living and dying together" is really different from the style of this young master...

At this moment, between the two, something special spark seemed to be ignited.

I don’t know if it is the current shared field that allows them to unite their spiritual power or get along with each other for several days, which has made them feel connected.

Two "bang" sounds, two beams of light rose up around the two of them at the same time. They were fire lights burning from their souls, one was pure black, summoning the evil of the underworld, and the other was pure white, symbolizing the holiness of light. The two seemed incompatible, but they rose into the sky and intertwined in the air. The two extreme colors became closer and closer in the repeated fusion.

Gradually, another color that was different from the solid color occupied an absolute dominance in the grand light. Around it, it seemed as if two phoenix shadows spread their wings and sang long, and then in the spreading flames, a burning fire plunged into the head, looking for a new life accompanied by light and darkness.

The two of them had combined attack skills, the combined attack skills of the Young Master Tianxiao Pavilion and the Miss Jiuyou Palace, which seemed impossible to everyone, were combined attack skills. At such a special time and special occasion, in front of the enemy troops of Group B, in front of the group A who came to help, and in front of the audience around the world... they burst out in shock!

...

This war came to an end earlier than expected.

With the combined attack skills of Yan Yueque and Feng Boliang, the two successfully fought a bloody path in the encirclement and led the army to withdraw. They not only gave Ding Cheng a powerful blow, but also removed the siege of Arc City. It can be said that everyone who participated in the battle this time has achieved the best they can do.

"This victory is not a coincidence." Afterwards, Qinglan said to Yan Yueque, "It is the result of you finally finding the most important thing for yourself and making it full use."

"My most important thing..." Yan Yueque frowned, "What the hell is it?"

"It's your last bit of self." Qinglan replied in a steady voice.

"From childhood to adulthood, you have been living for all kinds of external things. You work hard to win a smile from your lover, want to get the appreciation of your elders, and want to get the praise and status of the outside world."

"You never do things because you like it, but because you are in an environment that requires you to do this, and the elders who hold everyone's expectations hope you do this."

"You have always lived in the eyes of others. You may be a good son, good brother, good commander, and good student, but you are not yourself."

"What you love is what Tianxiao Pavilion loves, what you hate is what Tianxiao Pavilion hates. On the surface, you are the pride of heaven, you have everything. However, you have never lived for yourself once."

These words are really not ordinary "heart-wrenching". Even Yan Yueque's expression was a bit painful at this time. But Qinglan was indifferent and continued to speak bluntly.

"Only today, you followed your true wish, broke the barriers with the eldest lady of Jiuyou Palace, and fought side by side. This is the first time you listened to your inner voice."

"I have been suppressed by you and have been sleeping in your body for the first time, and have woken up for the first time."

"You should be glad that in your heart, you have always maintained such a little self, so that you still have a part of yourself, rather than completely living as a puppet in Tianxiao Pavilion."

If Qinglan did not erase the audience's memory again and could make it broadcast simultaneously, it would be worthy of many people's thoughts.

To be honest, in modern society, Yan Yueque is more than just a person who lives and loses himself.

The life trajectory of most people has been destined since their birth.

Children go to school to study because they have to study; they practice, either to protect themselves or to make a name for themselves; in the future, they work, to make money and live a family, to reproduce their offspring...

In this series of step-by-step life, they have to accept many things they don’t like. They don’t like books they study, classes they go to, and boyfriends they don’t like, and the only hobby they only have been discussed by many parties and have become “not doing their jobs”.

Therefore, they can only give up their hobbies, give up on the boys and girls they liked when they were young, and repeat the same life trajectory as everyone else. It seems that only in this way can they live in the crowd without any difference and be considered a "normal" person.

It’s not that they like to live in the eyes of others, but that the whole society has not left them a way of their own.

"I wandered between two groups, just to collect the truth of people's hearts and see all kinds of lives." Qinglan said quietly, "It's a pity that there are too many people who put the cart before the horse and spend their whole lives pursuing the unattainable floating light and bubble, but they ignore what they should cherish the most."

Indeed, in the transactions in virtual space, she can’t get anything except a little emotional fluctuation and a little memory. But what she really wants to experience is the many different lives.

Those lives that could have been decided by themselves.

It's a pity that she was still disappointed.

From a very early age, fate left a huge hole in her heart. She longed to fill it with other people's feelings and memories, but what she got was also similar emptiness.

There are too many people who don’t know what they really are. They just live with the flow. From the first day they set foot in society, their souls have died. What continues to move are just shells that are pulled by wires.

Therefore, although the people in Group B gave up the transaction, they rarely let her see something different, and she also thanked them.

"Then what is your most important thing?" Yan Yueque really couldn't stand this girl who always pretended to be a master. At this time, she asked with a half-"destroy" and half-curious attitude.

A moment of ripples flashed in Qinglan's hollow eyes again. After a while, she replied softly:

"What I most important is exactly what I will never get."

"Isn't it ironic?" She smiled bitterly and did not continue the topic.

Although Yan Yueque wanted to ask, "It is better to have less than more things" is almost his usual philosophy of life. So, he still couldn't persuade her, "If you have something to say, we will help you solve it."

It seems that he can never be a "good guy". But forget it, how can life be done in one step?

Now, his spiritual power backlash has relapsed, and it is time to go back to the room to rest as soon as possible.

When he passed by Feng Boliang's side, his steps paused for a moment, and finally looked at her more. He carefully turned his head before facing her.
Chapter completed!