Chapter 475： Xijiang for hire

"you…"

Qin Wushuang's pretty face was panicked, and hurriedly took his hand out of Ling Xiao's palm.

But at this time, she was indeed a little confused in her heart.

Qin Wupa didn't know Ling Xiao's background, but she did.

Not to mention anything else, the one-million-dollar army of Tanning Tiance, the Blood Dragon Guard of Xiao Beifa, and Qiao Yunli, etc., once attacked Daqin, she was afraid that it would be really difficult for her to contend head-on.

Behind her stood two **** emperors, one fifth-rank and one sixth-rank.

But the great ancestor of Zhou, his cultivation is already the pinnacle of the seventh rank, isn't he still slashed by the young man before him?

Inexplicably, Qin Wushuang felt... Did he and his younger brother really blame him?

"Ling Xiao! No one else here, tell me what you want!"

In the end, Qin Wushuang took a deep breath and asked the biggest doubt in his heart.

Since it is impossible to guess, it is more straightforward.

What does he want?

country?

Great Zhou Mingming is already in his bag, but he has never seen it!

Is it... he really treats himself...

"Boom."

Qin Wushuang could feel his heart beating violently twice.

Ling Xiao just raised his head and looked towards the sky.

"Actually... I am sorry for you..."

"Ok?"

Qin Wushuang's pretty face was cold, sorry for me?

Does he... really have something to do with my murderous father and enemy? !

"It was supposed to give you a prosperous life and supreme honor, but even your family could not protect you. It was supposed to give you a stability and a phoenix crown, but it disappeared for three full years when you were the saddest and desperate. I Knowing that your strength is just your disguise. In this turbulent and dangerous world, you, a weak woman, must be very tired."

Ling Xiao sighed and raised his hand to gently stroke Qin Wushuang's pretty face.

"Wushuang, I'm back, and the emperor is in my point of view, like a passing glance, my road is the road to the sky, the west can't trap me, the Holy State can't trap me, what I want is the peak of the road, not the one The emperor, but... since you like it, I will try my best to knock down the entire Xijiang, which can be regarded as... a betrothal gift for you."

"boom!!"

Qin Wushuang's whole body suddenly flashed into the sky, tears were already in his eyes.

The air suddenly quieted down.

Memories like ocean tides, gradually surging.

At this time, Qin Wushuang didn't fall in love with Ling Xiao because of a few words, but the warmth in his eyes, like the one...He used his life to protect her and love her father.

For a full ten years, Qin Wushuang's misery of the world was the despair of his father's fall, and self-blame for his inability to find the real murderer.

The heart that was originally as solid as ice quietly cracked a gap.

Yup.

I have seen you slay the emperor with a sword, and have seen you stand calmly in front of a million army.

I thought you had everything, but in the end it was just my own short-sightedness.

The **** of war bows his head, the national division is called the minister, the fierce will recognize the master.

How could his world be a country?

How could his path stop at the throne.

At this moment, Qin Wushuang suddenly realized.

Wubao's guess is reasonable, but after all, it was his siblings and brothers who underestimated the young man in front of him.

At the pinnacle of the avenue, hire Xijiang!

What a hegemony!

He...obviously only seventeen years old.

"Wushuang, what's wrong with you?"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, watching the shock, sluggishness and sadness on Qin Wushuang's face with some distress.

"No...nothing, if nothing happens, Wushuang will retire."

Inexplicably, Qin Wushuang's original imperial prestige disappeared for no reason.

In the face of such a young man with great aspirations and conquest of heaven and earth, all of her domineering powers seemed pale and powerless.

even! !

At this time, it was difficult for Qin Wushuang to have any doubts about Ling Xiao.

After all, it is a person of two levels, her eyes are as short as an ant.

"I will help you find the enemy who killed your father, and I will make up for the debt owed to you in the past three years! Wushuang, with me, you will no longer be alone."

Ling Xiao chuckled gently, and that face that was pure and handsome, seemed to contain immortal meaning.

Regardless of his own reasons, Qin Wushuang felt that this young man was probably the most persistent dream in the hearts of all women.

Unfortunately, I am not worthy.

From the moment Qin Wupao passed on to her the practice, she knew that her fate would not be a good end after all.

It's just the satisfaction of the rapid growth of strength that has made her careless of any evil fame.

As long as she becomes stronger, as long as she can save Wuyu's life, control Daqin, and find out the real culprit, even if one day she is cast aside by the world, she will have no regrets.

Ok?

That exercise...

Suddenly, Qin Wushuang felt a chill in his heart.

Originally, she had never doubted Qin Wupai, but after hearing what Ling Xiao said today, she was so shaken.

After all, the method of using the dead as a matchmaker to control the undead is really too weird.

Where did Wubao get it?

"Thank you...Young Master."

Qin Wushuang walked into the Bleeding Dragon Temple with a confused expression, looking at the direction of the imperial palace in the distance.

At this moment, she seemed to hesitate. She wanted to ask Qin Wupai face to face whether she had hidden secrets.

However, she was afraid of knowing the result.

The two have depended on each other since childhood, and their mother and concubine passed away early, making Qin Wupao more dependent on her eldest sister.

He said he was a younger brother, but in Qin Wushuang's eyes, his younger brother was more like her child.

No, what's the secret of Wupao.

He has been growing up in front of my eyes. How can he keep it from me?

In the end, Qin Wushuang sighed and walked towards the imperial palace.

But when her figure appeared in front of the palace, Qin Wupao was sitting on Mu Nun from a distance, looking at her with a gloomy expression.

"where have you been?"

"Wupao, why did you come out again?"

Qin Wushuang managed to squeeze a smile, and actively pushed Qin Wupao towards the hall, "I went outside the palace to do some things."

"Did you go to see Ling Xiao?"

Qin Wupao's voice filled the cold, and on that pale face, he faintly revealed his murderous intent.

"I... um, Wubao, in fact, you might have misunderstood Ling Xiao... the son, he cannot be the one who killed the father and king."

Qin Wushuang sighed in his heart, and really didn't know how to explain it to Qin Wupa.

Tell him, this person kills the **** emperor, the means to reach the sky?

Isn't that more in line with Qin Wupa's guess?

The evil spirits are cold-blooded and ruthless, with deep scheming?

But his dominance just now doesn't seem to be pretending!

"Impossible?! You only saw him a few times, and you decided that he was not the murderer of the father?!"

Qin Wupao stood up suddenly, with sharp legs and feet, how could he still look sick and fragile in ordinary days.

For a moment, Qin Wushuang was a little stunned, and remembered what Ling Xiao had just said...

People who pretend to be more vulnerable tend to hide greater secrets.

"Wupao...you..."

"Sister! He is an evil demon. You have caught his trap. I have a hunch that he will show his feet soon."

Qin Wupao took a deep breath, and there seemed to be soul light flickering in his eyes.

It seems that it is time to put the plan on the agenda.

Otherwise, Qin Wushuang was afraid that Ling Xiao would take it down.

Woman, hum, really short-sighted! ! We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.