Having followed him for many years, Lieyan naturally understood Ming Beiya's meaning, and immediately put all his strength into running even faster.
The speed was too fast, and the wind blowing in their faces became much stronger, forcing Mo Shisheng to squint. "Ming Beiya, slow down!"
"Don't you like things to be faster?"
"..."
Mo Shisheng's lips twitched slightly, "Be serious!"
“I’ve always been very serious.” At this point, Ming Beiya suddenly paused. “What are you thinking about?”
Mo Shisheng: "..."
Suburbs.
Lieyan carried Ming Beiya and Mo Shisheng on his back and ran all the way until they reached the outskirts of the city before slowing down.
Looking at the familiar place before her, Mo Shisheng's gaze gradually turned cold. She would never forget this place, not even in death. This was where Shangguan Yan had died, and it was also where she, Mo Shisheng, had been reborn!
Mo Shisheng's face still seemed to carry a faint trace of pain, coupled with the hatred emanating from the depths of the original owner's memories, causing an extreme heaviness in her chest.
Mo Shisheng felt a tightness in her chest and couldn't help but bend over slightly, one hand tightly covering her chest, her breathing disordered.
Ming Beiya gently carried her down from the fiery horse to the ground. When he placed Mo Shisheng on the ground, he reached out his slender hand and pinched her delicate chin. "You hate."
"..."
Mo Shisheng took a few deep breaths, closed her eyes to suppress the hatred welling up from the depths of her memory, and when she slowly opened her eyes, her gaze was clear, as if the person who had just been filled with hatred was not her.
"The Imperial Advisor is overthinking it."
Mo Shisheng glanced at Ming Beiya indifferently, "What do I have to hate?"
Ming Beiya was not surprised by Mo Shisheng's answer, and slightly curled the corners of his lips, "Have you been hiding yourself all this time, including your hatred?"
"In any case, those are my business, aren't they?" Mo Shisheng said softly, turning her head slightly. "Please, Imperial Preceptor, escort me back."
What if I said, "I'd like to make a deal with you?"
Ming Beiya stood up gently, his voice very calm.
"trade?"
Mo Shisheng looked up in confusion, then stood up and dusted off her skirt. "What deal?"
"I want you to unify Xuanyun." Ming Beiya's gaze fell on her.
"Ha, I wonder where the Imperial Advisor gets his confidence from?"
Mo Shisheng's voice was icy as he casually leaned against a large tree.
"Your inherent abilities, including the thing on your left ear, make you a target of everyone. You have no other choice."
Ming Beiya walked to the flame and gently stroked its mane. "I don't care if you are Shangguan Yan or not. I only know that you are useful."
Having lived two lives, Mo Shisheng was proud and arrogant, and had never been threatened to this extent. Her eyes gleamed with a cold light, "Is the Imperial Advisor's method so despicable?"
"..."
Ming Beiya knew that Mo Shisheng had misunderstood something, but he did not intend to explain, because he had indeed threatened her.
"The Xuan Yun Continent is composed of four countries: Qi Kingdom specializes in cultivation, Situ Kingdom in beast taming, Nan Kingdom in soul manipulation, and Feng Kingdom in witchcraft. These four countries suppress each other, with Qi Kingdom at the very bottom. To think you can annex the other countries? Grand Preceptor, are you out of your mind?"
...
"You were trying to use me back then?"
Mo Shisheng's memories are fragmented, and what she recalls are always those that are detrimental to Ming Beiya's ability to get close to her.
When Ming Beiya heard Mo Shisheng's words, he sighed softly, "Asheng, what have you remembered this time?"
You're using me.
Mo Shisheng's face tightened, and she said seriously.
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