144 Struggle

"My brother, I've made you wait for a long time."

Rachel waved to him and Qilin looked back, but showed a puzzled expression. The footsteps he heard were plural, but Rachel was the only one in front of him.

"Okay, it's rare to dress up carefully. Don't hide behind me. Come out and let me see it, hurry up."

"Wait... wait, Rachel, I haven't..."

Rachel chuckled and pushed out the squeaky figure behind her.

Then, Nuoyin, wearing a palace dress, appeared in front of Qilin.

"Um..." Qilin widened his eyes and suddenly couldn't speak.

He was very familiar with Nuoyin, who was wearing a military uniform, and had also seen Nuoyin, who was as soft as an elder sister in casual clothes. However, it was the first time he saw Nuoyin, who was wearing a palace dress in front of him.

The solemn military uniforms in the past were replaced by a light blue long skirt, and the bun of the woman who was always wrapped was disbanded. The long blue hair was seen radiating a gentle luster under the moonlight, two unique braids were wrapped around the dark blue ribbons and drooping from the ears, turning the lace skirt to the ankles, and the white skin the size of a fist was exposed on the chest. Although this dress was nothing compared to the palace maids who were competing for beauty in the hall, for Nuoyin, who had always been conservative in dress, this was the maximum she could accept.

Qilin glanced at the smirking blond clerk beside him. He knew who his masterpiece was without guessing. Although he wanted to thank Rachel, he couldn't bear to look away from his eyes. On the one hand, although he was galloping across the sky with the name of the thunder dome, No Yin was originally a beauty with outstanding temperament. At this moment, coupled with Rachel's careful dressing, his impact increased by hundreds or thousands of times. If there is anyone in the world who can compare with it, he is probably the only one who is unattainable, like the ultimate creation of the Eight Desert Dragon Girl.

"Uh..." Qilin suddenly felt panic. He subconsciously looked left and right, but found that the golden clerk had no idea when he left.

"That..." Nuoyin spoke with a shy expression that was so loving and loving. "I'm not used to doing this kind of thing... Sure enough, is it strange?"

"Strange? No, not strange! Not surprising at all!"

Qilin shook his head violently, scraping his heart and looking for words to speak. After spending several minutes in vain, he could only express it in the most ordinary words.

"That, Nuoyin is very beautiful... really, he is the most beautiful woman in the world."

This made Nuoyin's eyes widen for a moment, and then her cheeks became even redder. She turned her head, as if she didn't know what to do, and her right hand flicked the braid on her left in a panic. Qilin looked at Nuoyin so shyly, and an indescribable love surged in her heart, and a sentence almost burst out. However, suddenly a cold ghost face shook before her eyes, which made his passionate heart cool down instantly.

(No, no, Nuoyin... is Chechen's...) Qilin heard the sound of his heart, clenched his fists tightly, swallowing the bloody saliva back.

"…Qilin?" As if he noticed his ugly expression, Nuo Yin cast a worried look. "Where is it uncomfortable? Is the wound healing yet?"

"Wound?"

"I heard from Podan that you were seriously injured while in Shaun Valley... Could it be that the injury recurred at that time?"

Nuoyin seemed to be increasingly worried. She didn't care about coming over shyly, and wanted to untidy Qilin's clothes to check her injuries.

"Wait... wait, Nuoyin, it's nothing... it's okay! It's been a long time ago! Look!"

Qilin took a step back in panic, lifted his clothes and showed Nuoyin the scar that had long been scarred. "Pelotis and the others used me the magic medicine of the fairy, and it was not much better."

To prove his words, Qilin even patted the scarred wound, but his actions did not relieve Nuo Yin. It would be better to say that the beautiful pair of E-brows frowned even more tightly.

"It turned out to be such a serious knife wound..." Ai Lian and Zhu Xi mixed a heartbreaking look on Nuo Yin's face. The white fingers stroked the scarred wounds, and the tears appeared in the green eyes. It was really hard to think that she was Bai Xiangchang, who commanded thousands of troops. "Qilin, what kind of battlefield did you... I don't know, in a place I don't know, you actually risk such a danger..."

"No... it's okay, haven't I returned safely?" Nuoyin's tears hurt a hundred times more than the ghost-faced man's knife. Qilin smiled dryly, trying to make the atmosphere cheerful. "And, thanks to Nuoyin, you gave me Wolf Flame, you can finally beat that bastard Garudo. At that time, the sudden evolution of Wolf Flame in the battle scared me, and I was still thinking that I would die... Speaking of which, Nuoyin, you knew about this, so you gave Wolf Flame to me, right?"

En nodded gently and said, "I hope the wolf flame can protect you on my behalf, but you still suffered such serious injuries... This is my dereliction of duty, so before your injuries healed... From today on, whether it is driving the wolf flame or cooperating with the army, you are not allowed to participate in any form of battle."

"Huh?" Qilin was stunned for a moment, and then protested on the spot: "Isn't this kind of thing? Nuoyin, my injury has been cured long ago!"

"I don't look like this." Noo Yin ignored his protest and took the airs of Chief Baixiang. "In short, this is the order I gave as Chief Baixiang, and I am not allowed to violate the order."

"It's not service time now, I don't listen to such orders." Qilin turned his head away like a quarrel. "And Nuoyin was wearing that kind of clothes and gave such orders to me, isn't it too cunning?"

"Ah..." As if he had noticed it just now, Nuoyin closed his mouth and exclaimed a little, and then he remained silent with a shy expression.

On the other hand, Qilin felt that his reaction just now was a little too much, and scratched his head awkwardly, thinking about what to say to apologize, but he didn't know how to speak.

Just as the two were looking at each other quietly, the music coming from the hall gradually changed. The originally melodious serenade was replaced by a cheerful waltz. It seemed that the celebration atmosphere in the hall had gradually reached the highest level. Through the gaps in the window, you could see the men inside taking their female companions to dance on the dance floor of the hall. Nice, Qilin even saw a scene of a blonde flying man holding a wild fairy dancing together.

"Those guys, I'm having a good time... Updated}New~The Kirin couldn't help but "tsk", and the silence between the two was also broken.

"Ha..." Nuoyin shook his head and chuckled. "This is the praise the warriors deserve. You can also go in Qilin? You are the hero who saved the royal capital. The girls will definitely be happy to dance with you."

"I don't want it, I'm not interested in those women." Qilin waved his hand boredly. The person he wanted to invite the dance was right in front of him, but he couldn't speak.

"…Qilin." But Nuo Yin asked first, and the tone was particularly serious. "I heard from my father that you said that you should replace Chechen who is not here and clean up the sky of the kingdom, right?"

"Yeah, yes." Qilin admitted honestly.

"Now, you have done it..." Nuoyin looked at him, his green eyes with a breathtaking beauty in the moonlight. "What do you want to do next?"

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"What do you want to do next?" Noe Yin asked.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but in those green eyes, Qilin seemed to see the expectation he had dreamed of.

"I..." He tried to speak, but didn't say anything.

If he could agree, if he could be allowed, he would not hesitate at all even if there was a sea of ​​swords and fire in front of him.

"I..." He felt dry and couldn't help licking his lips, but he still couldn't say the following words.

Forget about the ghost-faced man, give up the pursuit of the truth, and let all facts be buried in the darkness, in exchange for happiness within reach in front of you. Such a choice has the temptation of a demon like a whisper.

Whether it is the Prime Minister's Sect, the Ghost Face Man, or the Disaster Dragon, for him, nothing is more important than the happiness of the woman in front of him.

There is no other person in this world, no one, who expects the happiness of the woman in front of him more than him, so...is it OK?

"I……"

Qilin took a deep breath, then reached out and pressed Nuoyin's shoulder, and said.

"I have something to tell you, Noyn."

"...Is there anything to tell me?" Nuo Yin tilted his head, and a puzzled gaze flashed in his green eyes.

"Yes." Qilin nodded with difficulty. "It's about Chechen..."

"What's about Chechen?" The doubts in those eyes became even heavier.

"Actually, Chechen..." Qilin felt the words that surged from his throat, each weighing ten thousand pounds. "Chechen..."

Qilin pressed Nuoyin's hands trembling violently. He gathered all his strength to say those words, but suddenly his whole body trembled violently and almost stopped taking it in one breath.

Looking out in his astonished gaze, you could see a familiar figure coming from the exit of the conference hall behind Nuoyin.

Because of the backlight, Qilin couldn't see the expression on the man's face for a moment, but he could clearly hear his voice.

"I just heard someone talk about it but I didn't believe it. I really didn't expect you to come to Wangdu too..." The man raised his hand and greeted Qilin.

"Long time no see, Qilin."

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Chapter completed!