C427 The purpose of the Ink Cloud

Linking this point together with all the marks he made before with Wu Huan's route one by one, he discovered an extremely inconceivable thing.

Xie Qingrong looked at the map open in front of him with a bit of pleasant surprise, and once again drew out the points and the black lines on another piece of paper.

An answer appeared in his heart, and this answer was probably the real reason why Mo Yun wanted to attack the Mo Bei.

Xie Qingrong tightly grasped the previously drawn line, and then, her hand abruptly loosened. The piece of paper had already been kneaded into a ball, and finally disappeared into the red candle flame, turning into ashes.

The last sliver of darkness before dawn was completely dispersed by the morning sun. Orange rays illuminated the entire sky, and the white clouds were dyed crimson.

Xie Qingrong stood on top of the city gate tower, she raised her head slightly and looked at the horizon.

At this moment, not far away, a tall horse was nearing the city gate tower. The man on the horse had a face as red as blood, his hair as black as ink, and his face as white as snow.

Xuanyuan Chen hated that he should be faster, even faster, he was already impatient to see Xie Qingrong, he wanted to embrace Xie Qingrong tightly, wanted to kiss her long hair, and kiss her cherry red lips.

Xie Qingrong stared at the beautiful morning sun in the horizon, she heard the sounds of horse hooves coming from the wind, and unconsciously looked towards the direction where the sound came from.

That familiar figure?

It's Xuanyuan Chen!

Xie Qingrong hated that she could not immediately fly in front of Xuanyuan Chen!

He hurriedly went down the city gate and stood at the gate, waiting for Xuanyuan Chen.

Xuanyuan Chen, who had thought that he would still need a few more days to reach Mo Bei, unexpectedly arrived today. Thinking about how the other party had just fully recovered from his injuries, would travelling without any obstacles affect Xuanyuan Chen's body?

Just as he was thinking about this, Xuanyuan Chen's horse had already reached Xie Qingrong's side. After entering the city gates, Xuanyuan Chen dismounted and fished his long arm out, pulling Xie Qingrong into his embrace.

Xie Qingrong was tightly hugged by Xuanyuan Chen, even her breathing became a problem, but she did not do anything like Xuanyuan Chen, but similarly, she reached out and tightly hugged onto Xuanyuan Chen's skinny waist.

The two of them hugged as if no one else was around, as if they wanted to tell the whole story of how much they missed each other these days.

Shen Haoxuan and Lin Mu stood not far behind the two of them, and when they saw how tightly each other was embracing, they couldn't help but reveal a smile on their faces.

It was just that they had been waiting for a while, and did not seem like they wanted to separate at all. Shen Haoxuan tapped his head with the fan, and was forced to interrupt the two people's embrace.

"Cough, cough." He coughed lightly.

Xie Qingrong immediately regained her senses and retreated out of Xuanyuan Chen's embrace, but she was still standing by Xuanyuan Chen's side. Her right hand was still wrapped around Xie Qingrong's slim waist.

"Crown Prince, Crown Princess, let's go up to the tower first. There are too many people here, so this is not the place to talk. " Shen Haoxuan chuckled.

"Yes." Xuanyuan Chen replied softly, wrapped his arms around Xie Qingrong's waist and walked up the city walls.

Shen Haoxuan rubbed his nose and walked behind the two of them with an ice-cold expression on his face.

Just as the four of them walked up the city gate tower, Shen Haoxuan did not have the time to report to Xuanyuan Chen about what had happened in the past few days.

It extended from the horizon all the way to the horizon.

Under the light of the sun, the black line did not decrease in the slightest.

Xuanyuan Chen frowned, as if he could still feel the vibrations that gradually arose as the thread moved, and his heart was moved.

He cursed silently.

He quickly ordered Shen Haoxuan: "The entire army is under martial law, prepare to meet the enemy."

Shen Haoxuan and Lin Mu carried Xuanyuan Chen's orders and immediately went to notify the others, leaving Xuanyuan Chen and Xie Qingrong standing at the side of the city wall.

Xie Qingrong leaned slightly against the city wall, behind her, the earth continued to shake, and thin lines continued to draw closer and closer, but she seemed to not pay any attention to these at all.

Her gentle eyes had been staring straight into Xuanyuan Chen's eyes the entire time, and she said with a smile: "You've finally come, I've already been waiting for you for a long time."

Xuanyuan Chen's eyes were filled with tenderness and gentleness. His eyes seemed to contain a vast ocean, able to contain anything.

He chuckled and said: "It's been hard on A Rong these past few days."

In these past few days, if not for Xie Qingrong's help, although she could have reached this level, it was just that she would need to lay down a longer undercover team.

However, he had never cared about these things either.

It was only until Xie Qingrong came to his side did he somewhat understand that no matter how long it took to get along with someone you love, it was far from enough.

The thread was getting closer and closer. One of the soldiers saw that it was a Wu Huan soldier wearing a black armor and riding a horse.

He came with the aura of a monarch facing ten thousand enemies.

The soldier pursed his lips, holding the spear tightly in his hand, as though he was already prepared to fight Wu Huan to the death.

When Xie Qingrong saw this scene, for some reason, a sour feeling arose in her heart.

These people were all living beings, and now they had to give up their beautiful lives just for the sake of a little conversation among those who had held high positions for a long time.

Wasn't he the same as well?

Even though she had never really cared about these things, she was still willing to stand out and help Xuanyuan Chen when he was in danger.

Xuanyuan Chen stroked the hair on the side of Xie Qingrong's face, and pushed all of the hair that was blown around by the wind to the back of his ears.

He asked indifferently: "When will A Rong go to Jiang Prefecture?" He knew that the moment he reached the Mo Bei, Xie Qingrong would withdraw from the battlefield and return to the battlefield in the Jiang Prefecture to protect all the civilians there.

Xie Qingrong shook her head and replied: "Royal brother is already guarding in Jiang Prefecture, right now, I do not need to head to the Jiang Prefecture. I will accompany you here, protect Mo Bei, and protect the citizens of Mo Bei. "

Even if she went to Jiang Prefecture, it would be unnecessary. This point was something that Xie Qingrong understood very clearly.

"Alright." Xuanyuan Chen curled his lips, his bewitching peach blossom eyes slightly lifted, and then revealed a few traces of flirtatiousness.

"Dong, dong, dong ~ ~ ~"

"Dong, dong, dong ~ ~ ~"

"Dong, dong, dong ~ ~ ~"

Three intense drum beats interrupted the warm atmosphere that Xuanyuan Chen and his sister had just cultivated. Xie Qingrong's gaze shifted from Mo Yun, who was at the foot of the city gate tower, to Xuanyuan Chen.

Although Mo Yun's family was a hundred year old family, Mo Yun did not seem to have the same temperament in this generation. He only knew how to play tricks and schemes, and was not allowed to show off his skills.

Even so, Mo Yun still had a way to pry open the mouths of those old guys to become the new head of the Mo family.

Xie Qingrong could not agree with Mo Yun's method, but she had to admit that it was extremely ingenious.