Mrs. Ling straightened up, held her left hand against her waist, and slowly pulled out her soft sword.

As the chief supervisor of the Qingzhong Palace and the general of the Eighteen Prisons of the Imperial Prison, she has some privileges. For example, when everyone has to remove their armor and swords, she still has weapons in her hands, which is the best proof.

Of course, there are many similar specials, but now this one is the most useful one.

However, the poison's power was still in the body and had not been excreted. Mrs. Ling just used her deep energy to suppress it in a qi hole.

This qi hole is located on the inner side of her right thigh.

It is one of the most handy Qi points when Mrs. Ling practices on weekdays.

She first pulled out all the energy in this qi hole and then distributed it to another place, so that she could make room to block the power of poison.

But the price was that Mrs. Ling's right leg became like a rushing stone at this moment, almost stiff and unable to shake it.

As a warrior, in addition to the weapons and skills in his hands, his own body skills are also extremely important.

With the waist as the axis, the two legs are the key to tossing and moving.

Now that Mrs. Ling's leg has lost its flexibility, it means that her sword skills have no blessing from body skills and can no longer be as elegant and agile as before.

When the soft sword was completely pulled out from Mrs. Ling's waist, she did not exert her energy and tightened it.

Instead, it let it hang softly, and the tip of the sword pointed to the ground, looking like an iron piece, not a sword at all.

Li Yun's eyes narrowed.

The pace of progress immediately stopped.

There are two others behind her.

But one person holds a sword and the other person holds a knife.

A sword always looks more powerful than a sword. At least for ordinary people, the shocking power of a sword is much greater than that of a sword.

Those bandits and bandits all use swords. Have you ever seen them holding swords?

Sometimes, even a steel knife that has not yet been cut is more aggressive than an Ou Family Sword.

Li Yun raised her left arm and made a gesture to the two of them.

After seeing this, the two immediately drew their swords and rushed towards Mrs. Ling.

This was not because Li Yun wanted to use this to humiliate his wife, but that night, the oppression that Mrs. Ling had caused her was really too strong.

So much so that she still feels frightened when she thinks about her current position.

Letting these two men take action first is nothing more than to test how many successes Mrs. Ling still has left after being poisoned.

Li Yun never does risky things.

In addition to being in Taishang River, she lost to Shen Qingqiu and finally had to escape far back to Yuntai, Donghai.

But even that incident, she felt that everything was foolproof.

But why do people do not do as good as God do?

She overestimated herself and underestimated Shen Qingqiu.

However, the reason for all this is ultimately due to her despising Liu Ruiying.

"I didn't do anything, but I let my subordinates die."

Mrs. Ling said with great contempt.

"If they really kill you, wouldn't this great contribution be attributed to them? I'm giving them a fortune, how can I say I'm going to die?"

Li Yun said.

"If they can't kill me, you will take my life. Then kill these two people and make a mistake. It means that there is a traitor in Donghai Yuntai and I don't know which force is bribed. If they can kill me, this wealth and honor may not be obtained. Because you will still use that kind of saying to keep yourself clean."

Mrs. Ling said.

The reason for Li Yun is just a verbal speech to her, and she will achieve what she wants to do no matter what.

I want to achieve my goal, but I don’t want to be unreasonable, so I always choose a reason in advance to make what I do seem natural.

Hearing this, the two men, who were stormy and stormy, paused slightly, and then looked at each other.

Obviously what Mrs. Ling said just exposes their concerns.

These two people are different from Li Huailei and the five sword formations who surrendered to the imperial prison with her. Those are the direct subordinates whom Li Yun has trained for many years. These two people are just the two people she selected based on the files in the Yuntai before leaving.

Their mind has not been completely focused on the gimbal, just like a newly appointed official, who would not lose his life for not sitting in a hot chair.

After Li Yun returned to Yuntai, she lost all her strength to speak. Fortunately, the inspected station discovered it in time, so she saved her life and came back.

After three or five days of sleep, Li Yun woke up slowly.

But what comes to your eyes is endless darkness.

She coughed twice gently, feeling extremely thirsty in her mouth, and then changed her voice, but no one responded.

I don’t know how long it took, but I became confused again.

But this time she never slept again. Half-dream and half-awake, she was taken from the King of Dingxi Province, Xiangteng Inn in Jiying Town, and switched the picture like a lantern, and reached the night of Taishang River.

After two or three times, Li Yun sat up suddenly, her clothes were wet with sweat. Fortunately, there was darkness and no one could see the graceful temptation of the thin clothes wrapped around her body after being wet.

Li Yun reached out and touched the sweat on her forehead, but accidentally dripped a few beads of sweat into her eyes.

Sweat and tears are somewhat similar, they all come out of themselves, and they are also slightly salty.

But tears will not cause any discomfort to the eyes. If sweat accidentally gets into the eyes, the hibernating eyeballs will hurt...

But Li Yun didn't care about this at that time. What she cared about was that she finally saved her life and finally returned to Donghai Yuntai.

It seems that no matter what kind of torture is, it cannot take her life, and she can only end her life by herself.

I can't recall how I came here, but it didn't prevent her from feeling the unique smell and water vapor in the gimbal.

People in Yuntaichung practice martial arts, and their skills are mostly related to water.

Li Yun is no exception.

Among the companions of Donghai Yuntai, she is the strongest martial arts cultivation and the most capable of doing things. Therefore, she is deeply loved by the Lord of Donghai Yuntai.

Li Yun calmed down in the darkness and then began to look at the environment she was in.

Definitely not in her own room.

"Wear..."

As soon as the word was released, it immediately stopped.

She was surprised that she was thinking of this name at the first time. It was obvious that before they were unconscious, they were still in a battle of life and death, but they just became addicted to consciousness. She returned to her usual way of getting along with her, and she subconsciously regarded her as a sister.

In the past, when she woke up, Li Huailei would immediately appear in front of Li Yun without waiting for a sound.

But this time, she knew that Li Huailei would never come back...

Who can be ruthless if a person is not a plant or a tree?

What's more, a living person.

Even if he is as cruel as Li Yun, he will be like this and will be nostalgic.

Old, but it is an extremely deep word.

What has passed, what has passed, what has passed, whether it is faded and deformed because of being together day and night, or used too much, are all "old".

This is true for a broken sword, a house that I have lived in for a long time, and a friend I have known for many years.

This is a sad word.

What are new loves, old loves, new friends and old friends... The word "old" is clear at a glance and is spread all over the vicissitudes; but if it is related to "old", no matter how affectionate and heavy it is, it is difficult to get up easily.

Li Yun did not feel any joy at all, she could only sit alone in the darkness and be lonely.

Even though she is forced to leave by herself, she will do this even if she does it again, it does not mean that she will not feel heartbroken or be sad.

She really wanted to comfort herself with the saying, "The old ones don't go, and the new ones don't come." But she couldn't say anything in words or in her heart.

After a long time, she suddenly smiled with a self-deprecating smile.

Old things are old, old things, what reason can you stay?

What Li Yun has never been sad about is not the "old" passing, but the new future.

Old things are no longer shiny, no longer beautiful, and they lose the brightness of the first sight. It is like a person from birth to his seventies, from his youthful spirit to his full head.

In the dust, those flowers, plants, trees, beasts, birds, fish and insects, from birth to death, from branches to withering, after the rotation of the sun and the moon, and the four seasons change, what can be left unchanged? Who can always be there?

She and Li Huailei have a close relationship. This relationship is more profound than the touching and joy of friends when they first met and the urge to share everything with each other... But in the end, it is not like this, each walking on his own, breaking what should be broken, breaking what should be dispersed, and breaking what should be separated, and breaking what should be separated, and breaking what should be separated still remains unmistakable...

It seemed like it was still there, but there seemed to be an unexplainable interval in the middle.

They will never be well.

Li Yun suddenly felt a little cold and a little hard under her.

After reaching out, I realized that the place where I had been sleeping for a while was not a bed at all, but a table made of iron and stone.

In an instant, Li Yun became a little sober.
To be continued...