"Qi Zhongshu, Qi Taishi, Qi Yuanliang, please stay calm!" The alarm bells in Chu Jie's head rang wildly. He almost reflexively stopped in front of Qi Shan, pressing the hilt of the latter's sword with one hand, trying to

Call back the other person's sanity. This is not the right time to go crazy!

The veins in Qishan's hand holding the sword were horribly bulging.

Chu Jie: "Calm down and think about your daughter——"

Qi Shan's lifeless look gave people the sense that his next move would be to kill himself with a horizontal sword. Although Chu Jie felt that "suicide with evil intentions" was a more absurd picture than a man getting pregnant, he

I just have this weird worry.

Qi Shan tries to compete with Chu Jie.

How could he possibly shake the strength of a brave warrior?

"Let go!" A blush appeared on the restrained wrist, but Chu Jie still remained motionless. Qi Shan finally laughed angrily, "Marshal Chu is worried that Qi will not be able to think about it and draw his sword to kill himself?"

Chu Jie just looked directly into Qishan's eyes quietly.

Obviously, he didn't believe it.

Qi Shan felt more ashamed and angry. He took a deep breath to suppress his mania and anxiety, and tried to say in a tone that he thought was peaceful, but in fact he wanted to kill someone: "Qi's life was given to me by a close friend. It is very precious. How could you give up so easily?"

If you don’t let go—”

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Jie let go.

Qi Shan rubbed his slightly numb wrist.

It was just Chu Jie's interruption that the thoughts that were almost crazy at first faded away, and reason took over. Jimo Qiu looked at the two of them worriedly, or to be precise, he looked at Qi Shan worriedly. I don't know what happened.

The other party suddenly lost control.

Qishan said: "Nothing."

Jimo Qiu: "..."

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like anything is going on.

The young man had his inner emotions written all over his face.

Qishan: "..."

When he drew the sword, he really didn't want to kill himself as Chu Jie was worried about. He just discovered that there were cracks in the faith he had adhered to for many years and acted excessively under the extreme emotional shock. What did he do after drawing the sword? He was so confused that he didn't know the answer.

But reason told him that no matter what he did, he couldn't do it now. At least he had to wait until the outcome of the current battle was resolved, and he must not distract his lord.

Even if the other party no longer trusts you.

And he had no idea when this trust was lost.

Since the battle at Liguan, Kang State was established in chaos. From chaos to order, the Lord has not seen the enemy take action for so many years, and naturally there is no chance of injury. She has never been injured, how do she know that trust is in

No? Qishan's mind was in chaos. Even though his reason told him that this was not a good time to think about this issue, he couldn't control his mind.

When did it start?

Ever since she came into contact with the Society of Gods?

Ever since she knew she was a member of the Society of Gods?

Starting from the annual meeting of the Assembly of Gods?

Or maybe it was because the Yushitai had made things difficult for him over the years and the Lord had defended him several times and finally started to have opinions? Qishan couldn't tell whether he felt more wronged, sad or desperate and angry. His head hurt.

It almost exploded.

It was a dull pain that was hard to ignore.

It was as if a chisel was chipping away at it.

Every time he chisels, a pair of eyes that are either mocking or suspicious will float before his eyes. The owners of these eyes are all the former masters he once trusted. They died in different ways, and the only thing they have in common is that they all have something to do with him.

Some died in the way of the scribes [killing their lords], and some died because of his own calculations - because he could not accept the impurity of these lords.

A lord who cannot trust him has no need to live.

Finally, these eyes settled on the familiar almond eyes.

However, Qi Shan has long lost the cruelty that he used to kill his master if he said so. He can't imagine what it would be like when these eyes look at him, full of suspicion and suspicion. Because he can't imagine, the dullness in his mind

The pain will make it clearer.

Go over it again.

Each time it becomes more unbearable than the next.

Under the worried gazes of Chu Jie and Jimo Qiu, Qi Shan staggered forward, his body followed the instinct to hold on to the wall, and barely stood firm.

Not long after I stood firm, I felt a sharp pain in my chest.

The sword in his hand was forced to be let go, and he was covering his heart instead. Bang bang bang, the sound of strong heart beating continued to amplify in his ears, getting louder and louder until it completely covered the ambient sound. Jimo Qiu had a bad secret, so he raised his hand to fight.

Take in a breath.

As soon as his breath entered Qishan's meridians, he saw Qishan's Adam's apple rolling with difficulty for several times, and he opened his mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood, which was completely sprinkled on the wall. Chu Jie was so frightened by this scene that his heart was filled with booming sounds - Yunda and

Even if Gong Cheng teamed up to kill him, he wouldn't be so panicked!

"pray--"

Chu Jie's words were forcibly cut off by [Stop Speech and Seize Sound].

As the blood spurted out, Jimo Qiu used his divine power to help him sort out the disordered meridians, and Qishan's pale face looked a little better. He turned his back, slid down against the wall and sat down, and said in a dumb voice: "

Don't make any noise, don't disturb the Lord and distract him. I pray that nothing happens to you, it's just a temporary distraction."

In layman's terms, it means that he couldn't think about it for a moment and was almost in a daze.

The breath becomes trapped in the heart, causing damage to the meridians.

Chu Jie had to hold back millions of words - if he didn't want to speak out, just speak out, why bother [forbidden speech and seizing the voice]?

Seeing Qishan's frail and weak appearance, he endured it.

With a little skill, he crushed Yanling's prison to pieces, and he was worried about how this matter would end. He didn't believe Qi Shan's prevarication. If nothing happened, his heart, which was forged by evil plans, would vomit blood for a moment? No.

It would be nice to make someone vomit blood!

Chu Jie looked in the direction of the battlefield and sighed - he obviously didn't end up facing the enemy, but he had the illusion that he was more tired than he did.

What happened here did not affect Shen Tang's side.

She knew that rushing out covered in blood would make Qi Shan think too much, but she didn't expect that Qi Shan's reaction would be so violent - the difficulty of coaxing someone to get along would rise from the difficulty level to the hell level!

In order to go back and explain clearly as soon as possible, Shen Tang kept harassing the three-year-old Shan Nian who was forced to take the call: "Cut it, chop it, chop it - can you do it? If you can't do it, let me do it!"

Not only did he harass the three-year-old Shan Nian, but he also harassed his enemy Wen Da.

"Look at you, a little kid who has lived for more than two hundred years and still can't have the IQ of a three-year-old. What's the point of living for you? Your two apprentices are working under my account. What does this mean? It means that our Dakang country is far better than There is a future in the Northern Desert. Just fight the war in the Northern Desert, regardless of governance. Wherever you fight, there will be hell on earth. On the other hand, it is different in Kang State. Wherever you fight and farm, the people will live and work in peace and contentment. This man , just afraid of comparison. Obviously, helping Kang Guo is to comply with destiny and accumulate merit. If you help Bei Mo, you are helping the evil tyrants!"

"Of course, I can tell by your appearance that you must have Northern Desert blood, but blood cannot mean anything. Pets only talk about blood, and people should talk about recognition. Wei Yuanyuan, who is of the same clan as you, abandoned the dark and turned to the light, and now he is here with his tribe. Kang Guo leads a good life. If you are willing, you and your disciples and grandchildren can also enjoy the benefits of Kang Guo leisurely!"

"Not to be missed."

"Lao Deng, did you hear that?"

"Hey, Bai Mao, please squeak."

"Lao Deng?"

"White hair?"

"Old Prince of Ice and Snow?"

I don’t know if Wen Da was harassed to the point of collapse by Shen Tang’s nonsense. Three-year-old Shan Nian could hardly stand it anymore. Shen Tang’s long list of words was a waste of saliva and made her mouth dry: “You can’t stop for a while. ,Aren’t you tired of talking so nonsense?”

Shen Tang was surprised: "Wow, your voice is gone."

At the age of three, Shan Nian sent a beam of sword light hundreds of feet straight towards Yunda's face.

The childish and innocent voice is no longer replaced by a cold threat: "If you keep talking nonsense, I will slap your face!"

Shen Tang: "..."

This seems to be the shame they both share.

He can even say disfigurement words to threaten himself.

He is indeed a ruthless character.

Wen Da's face looked uglier than that of three-year-old Shan Nian.

The opponent is his opponent, but he is not attentive in the battle and can argue well. This kind of careless contempt is more unacceptable to him than defeating himself. But this person is slipperier than a loach, no matter how much pressure he puts on him, he can't stand it. Kill by one line.

Once or twice can make her perform exceptionally well.

But four times, five times or even more, that means her strength is stable. This knowledge makes Yunda more determined to kill Shen Tang, but the actual conditions do not allow it. Because——

After Shen Tang closed the mic, the three-year-old Shan Nian raised his voice again, just like the childish and innocent one before: "I discovered it."

It sounds a bit regretful.

There was still no disturbance on Werder's face.
To be continued...