Ingenuity

Yan Zhi was rescued in the end, not because the elites around him were not as skilled as others, but because Qing Yan spit out a mouthful of blood and sprayed Yan Zhi's trousers, scaring them out of their wits, and didn't care whether Yan Zhi lived or died , a group of people surrounded Qingyan in a hurry, but they tacitly let go of the shadow guards and took Yan Zhi away with ease.

Just like last time, Qingyan spat out a mouthful of blood and basically didn't have the strength to speak. She was dehydrated due to too much sweat, but she couldn't pass out.

Zhuang Hansu came late, Qingyan had already been changed by the waiter and rested, heard the voice, Qingyan glanced at him lazily, then closed it again, he was tired from going through a catastrophe, mentally But the random drift of spirit refused to let him go.

The silent His Royal Highness Han warmed up and got into Qingyan's bed, "Why don't you sleep?"

Qingyan didn't answer, and only after a while did he tease feebly, "Just now he uttered nonsense and demanded his life as a gift, but he turned around and ran away."

Zhuang Hansu hugged his vanity tightly, "I'll come, I'll give you whatever you want."

Qingyan didn't bother to answer his nonsense, "No need, I'm leaving tomorrow."

Zhuang Hansu: "Where are you going?"

"Walk where you come and go." Qingyan pulled his shoulder slightly, "I didn't die from poison, you want to strangle me to death?"

"Don't leave, okay, just live here?" Zhuang Hansu whispered in his ear, "I don't want to, you should save my life."

"His Royal Highness Han's life, is it worth anything?"

Zhuang Hansu: "..."

Thinking of what Yan Zhi said just now, Qingyan didn't even have the strength to hurt his chest, ASEAN and the North were cooperating internally and externally, and the southern city was full of Northern guards, how would this battle be fought?

Zhuang Hansu's fiery internal energy spread into Qingyan's body, warming him thoroughly from the inside to the outside, and the person in his arms groaned comfortably, not paying any attention to Zhuang Hansu's approaching frosty aura.

Returning to the dungeon early in the morning, as soon as he entered the main city, he was stopped by Qingti from behind. Looking behind him from the corner of his eye, Qingyan stood up straight and looked at him, "This is the deputy city?"

Upon hearing this title, Qing Ti was taken aback for a moment, with displeasure showing on her face, "What do you call me?"

"What? Is there a problem?"

"I am your brother!"

Qingyan nodded and raised her head behind him, "Then what is my brother doing?"

The soldiers behind Qingti are lined up neatly. If this is in the imperial palace, it seems to be a posture of forcing the palace. His elder brother is not familiar with him; The elegant and gentle appearance is completely different.

The two don't look like brothers, but they seem to be born opposite each other.

Qingti didn't talk nonsense, and explained the purpose of coming, "I heard that my good brother lost all his martial arts and lost his memory? The soldiers are worried and worried, so they come with me to visit the sick."

visiting?This is fatal.

This is difficult, the facts are the facts; he has just returned to the city, and his foundation is not stable. Even though he has the loyalty of the soldiers in the past, it is different now, and no one is willing to bet on Qingyan. After playing on the spot, no one can stop living.

"I don't know who my brother is listening to rumors?"

"Whether it is true or not, you have never visited the soldiers when you came back, so you should let them feel at ease."

"Hmm..." Qingyan nodded thoughtfully, "What brother said is true, please teach me how to calm down?"

Qingti smiled and said, "Follow me."

Jiang Chengzi nervously grabbed Qing Yan's sleeve and walked away, "No! This is a trick! You can't go!"

"It's okay." Qingyan patted his hand comfortingly, and waited with a group of people to go back to the martial field in the main city. The martial field is very wide, and the underground city is a city without sky. To go back to the ground.

He has lived in the underground city for more than [-] years and only lived on the ground for two years, but he feels that that is where they should exist.

"To tell the truth." Qingyan stood on the high platform with his hands behind his back, and glanced at the soldiers who were looking up at him off the field, "I have indeed lost the memory of the past..."

As soon as these words came out, the scene became a little unstoppable.

"The city lord has really been persecuted and lost all his martial arts!"

"It's over, the city owner doesn't remember anything now, how can he lead the dungeon?"

"The war is imminent, it seems that the deputy city needs to take over!"

"The young master is also pitiful, hey..."

"Don't say it, don't say it, it's the same if you have a vice city."

Qingti frowned, feeling heartbroken, "Qingyan, why didn't you tell me? I'll find a doctor for you!"

Qingyan: "The Northern Kingdom and the Eastern Alliance are attacking, and the time is not waiting for me, and I don't want to shake the morale of the army."

Qingti: "This is a big deal! You should tell me! How can you guard against your own brother?"

"It's not defensive," Qingyan said with a faint smile: "Although I have lost some idle memories, I haven't forgotten the basics in my bones."

Qingti's eyes widened, "What does this mean?"

"It means..." Qingyan glanced around, and his eyes finally stayed on Jiang Chengzi. Jiang Chengzi respectfully handed over his sword, and Qingyan threw it to Qingti casually, "Whoever wins, whoever wins!" Take this seat."

Qingti didn't expect that he dared to challenge him in public, and she suddenly felt at a loss. If the news was not accurate enough, his informant might be used; but... to bet or not to bet?

"You and my siblings, how can we fight against each other?"

Having said that, Qing Ti walked slowly onto the martial arts arena.

Qingyan smiled softly, "Brother, no one dares to fight me except you; you might as well take this opportunity to feel at ease."

"Hey... you... I can't bully you either!" Qingti said and wanted to throw the sword in her hand down the stage. A bloody mouth slid out of the sharp blade, "I'm trying to calm down the army."

Nan Xun was very discerning and presented a life and death deed, Qing Yan's blood-stained fingertips were a little on the deed, and he handed it to Qing Ti between his two fingers, "Brother, please."

This time, he confused everyone again.

Ever since Qingyan returned to the dungeon, the rumors that he lost all his martial arts and had no memory have spread. He either avoided seeing him or left the city in those few days. Now he has signed a life-and-death contract with Qingti. You must know that no one in the dungeon has signed a life-and-death contract to compete in martial arts for many years.

The ducks have already caught up with the shelf, so it’s impossible not to sign; Qingti’s mouth was full of worry, but her hands didn’t hesitate at all, "Brother, why are you doing this? Why is there such a trouble between us brothers! Don’t worry, I’ll stop when I click, and never give up." hurt you in the slightest."

Qingyan lowered her eyes and listened to his words, and seeing the bloody finger marks on her, she half-raised her eyelids and glanced at him expressionlessly, "Brother knows me quite well."

Qingti: "..." He was really flustered by the look in his eyes.

This younger brother, he knows best; he has a gentle personality and a kind heart, which is a temper that can be bullied. He has never blushed with him since he was a child. He will give everything he wants, and he will not cry no matter how bullied. This made him the city lord.

But at this moment, the eyes are stained with Yi Cha's fierceness, probably because of growing up.

Qingti counted how much pain she had gone through until today, and now that he sent it to her door by herself, he didn't care about the brotherhood.

Good brother, don't blame me for being cruel.