Spirit Planters Chapter 410: Buried thorns

Ouyang Ke's eyes lit up, his mind was shaken, he no longer paid attention to Tuo Lei, and said with a smile: "What kind of person is my son Ouyang, how can I go back when I say a word? It's just that he can leave, Hua Zheng. Girl, you still stay..."

"Good."

Cheng Lingsu had expected that it would not be so easy for him to give up, but it was fine, she was the only one who could deal with Ouyang Ke, looking for a chance to escape. When he said something nonsense, he immediately agreed.

Ouyang Ke didn't expect her to agree so quickly, so he laughed: "That's right, we can have a good chat without a distraction."

Cheng Lingsu ignored him, turned his back, took out the towel wrapped with blue flowers from his arms, shook it a little in the air, stuck it in the tiger's mouth where the thunder burst, and put the two blue flowers back in the arms. Then simply tell Tuo Lei the situation and ask him to go back first.

Too Lei's face was ashen, he took two steps back, and suddenly pulled out the single knife stuck at his feet, his eyes fixed on Ouyang Ke's direction, the knife fell, and he slashed in the void in front of him: "You martial arts Gaoming, I'm not your opponent. But today I swear to the grassland gods in the name of the son of Temujin Khan. When I kill all the people who murdered my father, I will definitely fight with you! To avenge my sister, I will also call you Let's see what are the heroes and sons and daughters of the grassland!"

He is also the son of a Mongolian tribal leader. He is humble and loyal to others. He is not as arrogant as Du Shi, but his inner pride is no less than Du Shi. He is Temujin's favorite son, and he knows Temujin's ambition. He wants to help his father turn all the places covered by the blue sky into Mongolian pastures!

For this goal, he has been training in the army since he was a child, and he has never delayed a day. He didn't know that after years of hard training, he fell into the enemy's hands, but today he could not bring back the girl who came to rescue safely! Tuo Lei knew that Cheng Lingsu was right, that he should take the safety of Temujin as the most important thing at this time, and he should go back as soon as possible to mobilize troops and horses to deal with the plotted father, but when he thought that his sister would be forcibly detained here, he felt in his heart. The humiliation made him almost stop breathing.

Mongolians are the most faithful, not to mention the oath they make to the gods that everyone on the grasslands believe in. Tuo Lei clearly knew that his martial arts skills were unmatched, but he firmly swore this oath. His expression was pious and awe-inspiring, and his words were full of pride. Although he was not a master of martial arts, Jiuli Barracks had a shoulder bone that was exactly the same as that of Temujin. The air of a king is full of contempt, and even Ouyang Ke, who didn't understand the specific content, couldn't help being secretly startled.

Cheng Lingsu's heart warmed, and the warm blood in her body that belonged to Temujin's daughter seemed to also feel the unwillingness and determination of Tuo Lei, and it surged up like a torrent, which made her eyes warm. He turned sideways calmly, stopped in the direction where Ouyang Ke might have shot, and said softly, "Let's go, go back, I have a way to get out."

Tor Lei nodded, took two more steps, spread his arms and hugged her, without looking at Ouyang Ke again, he turned and ran towards the camp gate.

On the way, a few soldiers left behind saw him running out of the camp and tried to stop him, but he slashed them one by one and fell to the ground.

Cheng Lingsu was relieved and sighed softly until he saw Tuo Lei grabbed a horse on the edge of the camp and ran away all the way.

In the last life, her master, the Poisonous Medicine King, used poison as medicine to cure diseases and save people, but she believed deeply in the theory of retribution and reincarnation, so she converted to Buddhism in her later years, cultivated her mind and cultivated her mind, and finally achieved a state of no anger and no joy. Cheng Lingsu was a young disciple he received in his later years. He was deeply influenced. In this reincarnation of the world, even though she was already dead, she still sent her here. She had to believe that there might be other intentions in the dark. .

She didn't get more involved with people and things in this world. She even thought about finding an opportunity to escape far away, returning to the Dongting Lake to see the White Horse Temple hundreds of years later. What is it now? appearance? Open a small medical clinic again, treat illnesses and save people, keep the thoughts and affection for that person in the previous life to spend a lifetime of love. I don’t need to commit to read the full text. But I didn't expect that I had borrowed the identity of Temujin's daughter in this life, so how could I not be involved in the struggle of the Mongolian tribes? Temujin is now her father, and whether or not the father sees her as a means to win over other tribes, he is her biggest barrier on the steppe.

What's more, once Tiemu is really in trouble, the Mongolian tribe she has lived in for ten years will also suffer, and she sincerely takes care of her, the mother and elder brother who raised her, and the clansmen that she sees every day. She will suffer along with it, and she has been together for ten years, how can she stand by and watch?

Thinking of this, Cheng Lingsu sighed again.

Seeing that Cheng Lingsu had been staring at the direction of Tuo Lei's departure, and sighing constantly, Ouyang Ke raised his chin slightly and couldn't help sneering: "Why, so reluctant?"

Having heard the meaning of his words, Cheng Lingsu frowned, pulled back his thoughts, and said, "I'm worried about my brother, shouldn't I?"

"Oh? Is he your brother?" Ouyang Ke raised his eyebrows, and the joy in the corners of his eyes flashed away, "Then... that kid from earlier is your lover?"

"What nonsense are you talking about..." Cheng Lingsu suddenly paused and reacted, "You said Guo Jing? You were there before... We just came and you knew it?"

"It's not you, it's you! I'll know as soon as you come." Ouyang Ke was quite proud, obviously happy to see her reaction.

Although Cheng Lingsu dismounted from a distance, his inner strength was profound. How could his ear strength be comparable to those of ordinary Mongolian soldiers? Cheng Lingsu found her almost at the same time she sneaked into the camp, and when she was about to show up, she saw Ma Yu took her and Guo Jing out.

His uncle, Ouyang Feng, suffered a big loss at the hands of the Quanzhen Sect, so the Western Du line always harbored some resentment and jealousy towards the Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect. Ouyang Ke recognized Ma Yu's Taoist robe, and thinking of his uncle's previous warnings, he dismissed his appearance. Instead, he was hidden in the dark, watching them answer each other several times.

He thought that Cheng Lingsu would persuade Ma Yu to come and rescue people together. He didn't know that Ma Yu was the headmaster of the Quanzhen Sect. The famous martial arts expert is enough to entangle Ma Yu, and maybe he can take the opportunity to get rid of him, making Quanzhen Sect one less master in charge. However, he did not expect that the Taoist priest not only did not enter the camp, but also left with Guo Jing, leaving Cheng Lingsu here alone.

Cheng Lingsu gradually came to his senses at this time: "Wanyan Honglie came here in secret, probably to take the opportunity to provoke Sang Kun and my father into embarrassment, and let the Mongolian tribes fight with each other endlessly, so that he will be able to avoid the disaster in the north."

Ouyang Ke has no interest in this kind of battle, but seeing that Cheng Lingsu was serious, he nodded his head and praised: "It's really smart to draw inferences from other facts."

He stretched out his hand and stroked the strands of hair that had been blown away by the wind. Cheng Lingsu's eyes were like the clear waters of the river on the grasslands: "You are from Wanyan Honglie, but you let Guo Jing go back to report to the police~IndoMTL.com~ Now again If you let Tuo Lei go back and transfer troops, aren't you afraid of ruining his plan?"

Ouyang Ke laughed, put his hand on her chin, and gently tapped on her chin: "Afraid? What does his plan have to do with me? If you can win a beautiful smile, what is it?"

Cheng Lingsu not only did not smile, but frowned slightly, stepped back half a step, avoided the folding fan that was lightly hooked to her chin, stretched out her hand, and with a "pop" just held the black head of the fan in the palm of your hand. She only felt that a burst of coldness penetrated the skin of the palm of her hand and penetrated straight into the bone, which made her want to let go almost immediately. Only then did she realize that the fan bone of his fan was actually made of black iron, and it was as cold as ice.

"What? Do you like this fan?" Ouyang Ke shook his wrist unintentionally, pushed Cheng Lingsu's hand away, and retracted the fan. He swiped it again and shook it away, shaking it gently in front of him, "If you like something else, it's okay to give it to you, just this fan..." He pondered for a while, then chuckled again, "If you like it, As long as you follow me closely from now on, you will naturally be able to see..."

The author has something to say: I said Keke children's shoes. Isn't the girl who is Lingling Su just because she likes your fan? It's reluctant to give it away~ So stingy~

Ouyang Ke [jumping with a fan]: That's my father...cough...uncle gave me...()