Without Ling Che's intervention, the rebellious ministers of the Western Regions lost their most important weapons support. With Ling Qianyi's assistance, the civil strife in the Western Regions was quickly quelled.

Of course, this is all later.

This day.

During her nap at noon, Yun Jiao had a short dream, and dreamed of returning to the underground that day.

'You are so unwilling to be with me!'

"I want to take you with me!"

In the darkness, he opened his pair of dark eyes, flashing a deep light, like a dormant beast, staring at her intently, as if she was bound and had nowhere to escape.

An intense feeling of oppression came over her, like a huge rock pressing on her chest, so heavy that she couldn't breathe.

She ran and retreated restlessly, but accidentally stepped on a cliff and fell into the air.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" In front of the couch, Yang Wei picked up a thick quilt and just covered her with it, he met her frightened eyes.

She was in a trance for a few seconds.

Looking out the window, it was cloudy and rainy, with a biting cold wind. Before I knew it, deep winter had arrived.

These days, she always dreams about Ling Che.

In the dream, he was so oppressive that she felt desperate and uncomfortable. She would always think of the scene when he pushed her away with force at the critical moment of life and death.

Lingering.

For a moment, she didn't know how to judge Ling Che.

He is indeed bad. He has done all kinds of bad things. He is cruel and ruthless. He has killed countless people and never shows mercy.

At the same time, he is also pitiful.

I was deceived for more than ten years by my most trusted mother as a pretext for revenge. At the moment of my death, I realized that all the hatred was a non-existent bubble.

She rubbed her brows and sat up tiredly, "Little Fatty."

"Hmm?" He poured a glass of warm water, already accustomed to this exclusive name.

Yun Jiao held the warm cup and bit the rim, "Let's get married."

His pupils shrank slightly, and then a deep smile and affection spread out in them, "Okay."

As long as she wants, as long as she wants.

The affairs of Lanzhou City were quickly dealt with, and the affairs of the Western Regions were also concluded. When Yun Ying learned of Yun Jiao's choice, she naturally respected it. With Jing Yi around, her wedding was the most magnificent in the history of Lanzhou City.

Everything went smoothly afterwards, and he was like a fish in water, but... Ling Che was missing.

.

In the desert, the nights are as cold as winter and the days are as hot as summer. Deep in the desert where no one can find it, there stands an old castle made of loess. It is majestic and as luxurious as a mirage, and there are oases and water sources inside.

"Hello, kid."

When Ling Che woke up, he heard this old voice.

He was badly injured and had no strength in his body. After he eased the pain, he turned his head with some difficulty and saw an elderly man in his seventies wrapped in a white robe, standing in front of the bed with a cane.

His eyes were a little dazed.

Dead?

Not dead?

The old man said, "I am a guide who has been in the desert for thousands of years. I guide lost travelers out of trouble and out of despair. Now, I am eighty years old and have completed my mission in this life. Are you willing to take over from me?"

"When you are eighty years old, you can leave only after you find your successor."

You have to stay in the desert all your life, devoting your life, youth, time and energy, and keep walking and wandering in the desert, guiding every lost person.

If it were in the past, Ling Che would naturally be unwilling.

But now, he lowered his eyes. He was eighty years old, and there were still sixty years left. By that time, she would have already had many children and grandchildren, enjoying the happiness of family life.

Suddenly I felt relieved and let it go:

"I...will..."