"Follow me!" Tian Wen said in a low voice, his expression a little cold.

Shuiyao nodded, motioned Yinglu to go back first, and quickly followed.

Tianwen walked very fast, and the green shadow was like floating smoke, very elusive and difficult to catch.

Shui Yao was not to be outdone, she followed closely behind him, performing lightness skills. Thus, one was green and the other was red, one looked like a fairy and the other like a demon. In the quiet afternoon, they performed lightness skills in a very ostentatious manner on the streets of Xicheng.

Although Xicheng was quiet, there were still people walking on the streets. They looked at the beautiful man and woman in surprise. The man had an ethereal air, and the woman had a charming and beautiful aura. The strong contrast shocked everyone's heart.

Shui Yao seemed to notice that this seemed a bit ostentatious, but she was never afraid of ostentation and exuded the temperament of the demon soul to the extreme. However, she was just curious about Tianwen, what happened to such a low-key person today?

Gradually, everyone stopped to watch, and those who stayed at home and heard the news opened the windows and looked at the beautiful man and woman with curiosity.

Not long after they passed by, some red leaflets fell from the sky. People rushed to pick them up and pass them around. An exciting and expectant rumor gradually spread in the hearts of everyone living in Xicheng - the prince is back, the prince has returned with the saint girl, and the Louxi country is saved!

It was also on that night that the Nanyue soldiers who were guarding the holy water pool clashed with the civilians. The bloodshed lasted for three days, and the holy water pool was finally occupied by the civilians.

"Okay, here it is!" Tian Wen finally stopped, his previous coldness gone, and there was a hint of relaxation between his brows.

"Here?" Shui Yao lazily leaned against an old tree.

Standing on the withered willow tree, he lazily looked around.

Before my eyes is a bright and tranquil diamond-shaped lake. Although it is such a cold weather in late autumn, the lake water is still azure blue and the waves are as smooth as a mirror.

Willow trees line the bank, but it's a pity that it's not early spring. The willow branches are withered and yellow, swaying weakly in the afterglow of the setting sun, and looking a little old.

There was a solitary boat and a steep plank on the shore. Tian Wen was standing on the boat, dressed in green, which made the bleakness of late autumn pale in comparison. All one could see was the boat, the green shadow, and the blue lake...

"You brought me and a large army to fly across half of Xicheng, you didn't do it just for me to see you in deep thought?" Shui Yao's voice was like a silver bell, sweet with a hint of irony, breaking the beautiful picture.

The man stood at the bow, the boat was drifting slowly, his sleeves fluttering, he didn't know when a cold sword appeared in his hand, he tapped his toes and soared into the sky, waving the cold sword in his hand in the air, the clear sound was like the roar of a dragon and the cry of a phoenix, reaching into the sky.

Shui Yao was stunned and straightened up slightly. She didn't know why, but she always felt that Tianwen seemed a little different today.

In the light and shadow of the water curtain, the flying clouds seemed to reveal a heroic spirit of the man, which was much more noble, ethereal and real than his previous one.

Water droplets splashed, and a green figure danced and spun in the air. Gradually, the sword moves became murderous, and the sharp aura stirred up the lake water for several feet. Amid the splashing water, the man's clothes fluttered, and his black hair was like a waterfall, which made him look even more heroic.

Shui Yao slowly leaned back against the willow tree, raised her eyes to look at the man's beautiful sword dance, and seemed to realize something.

If the sky was floating before

The once mysterious and lofty Tianwen now has a bit more domineering, a bit more ambitious, and a bit more real. This may also be the change in his state of mind!

Looking up, the sun is setting, and the fiery red sunset glows on the sky, like blood.

After three days of bloodshed, Shui Yao finally understood Tian Wen's crazy behavior that day. The prelude to history has just begun. No matter whether you are doing it for your subjects or not, bloodshed is inevitable if you want to restore your country.

Yinglu opened the door and came in, placing a bowl of steaming egg custard on the table, and whispered,

"Miss, I've asked around. A lot of people really died at the holy water pool. It's said that the bodies are piled up like a mountain. They've been buried batch after batch. It's said that there are still bodies that haven't been buried yet!"

Shui Yao's eyes darkened and she stood up and looked at the beautiful mountains outside the window.

After Tianwen's sword dance three days ago, she and Yinglu moved here. It was not far from Xicheng, but few people came here, and she didn't want to wear red clothes anymore. The scene she saw at the inn three days ago still made her feel scared.

That day, after she separated from Tian Wen, she returned to the inn. It was already late, but the inn was packed with people. As soon as she stepped through the door, the originally bustling crowd suddenly became quiet, as if it was designed, and they knelt down in front of her with a clatter.

"Greetings, Saint, please save us!" The people kept kowtowing and shouting, and some even came up to pull Shui Yao's sleeves.

Ying Lu ran down from the building and shouted at the people, "Are you crazy? Our young lady is not the saint you said she was. You have recognized the wrong person!"

Shui Yao stood coldly at the door, looking at the man kneeling on the ground.

The people who stopped kowtowing saw a few leaflets scattered on the ground, picked them up, and after a quick glance they understood the reason.

This might also be a part of the Tianwen plan. Now everyone in Louxi Country knows that she is the saint, and it would be difficult for her to deny it!

"Yinglu, let's go!" Shui Yao flew over the people kneeling on the ground and pulled Yinglu to the second floor. Her astonishing movements made the people even more convinced. They shouted and almost broke the stairs.

Later, Shuiyao and Yinglu fled away and moved here. Then we heard that a bloody incident had occurred and many people died.

Shui Yao said calmly, "Yinglu, there will be more incidents like this in the future. I just don't know if it's too late for me to leave now?"

Just as Yinglu was about to answer, she heard a man's voice outside the room, "As long as you want, there's time for anything!"

The voice was cold and low, filled with suppressed anger.

Shui Yao's heart moved, and she turned around lazily. She felt a black shadow flash in front of her eyes, and the man appeared in front of her like lightning with full of anger and bloodthirstiness. The cold and bloodthirsty breath instantly filled the small room.

When she saw the man's angry and distorted face, Ying Lu screamed in horror, but after she had only screamed once, Qian Hun, who was following closely behind her, covered her mouth and dragged her out.

The room suddenly became quiet. A man who was extremely angry and a woman who was extremely casual, whose anger was exactly the opposite of the man's.

I thought Lan Shuiyao would feel guilty and ashamed when she saw him. After all, she left without a word, without even saying hello, leaving him

A heart full of love is treated as dog shit.

But when he saw the woman's extremely calm and leisurely look, Yue Nanchen could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. A bloodthirsty light flashed in his black eyes, and his hands whooshed out, aiming at the woman's neck.

A white shadow flashed, and silky hair slipped through the man's fingers. Yue Nanchen watched the woman dodge and lean against the window leisurely, as if she would not stop until she made the man angry to death.

"Lan Shuiyao, you are a heartless woman. How could I like a woman like you!" Yue Nanchen failed in his attack and gnashed his teeth in hatred.

Lan Shuiyao brushed her hair lazily and glanced at the furious Yue Nanchen. She didn't know why Yue Nanchen was so angry, and she was doing it for his own good.

Since she knew this might be a trap set by Tianwen, she didn't want to drag him into it. This man didn't thank her with real money, but was still roaring and stamping his feet. Alas, people in this world are so stupid!

"What's that expression on your face? You don't care that I like you, right? Am I just being too sentimental?" Yue Nanchen said coldly. It was obvious that Lan Shuiyao's frivolous and disdainful look, and the evil charm in her disdain, was undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire.

Shui Yao frowned slightly, her eyes flashing. How come this man has become so noisy after not seeing him for a month?

"Lan Shuiyao!" Seeing that the woman was indifferent, Yue Nanchen once again gathered his strength and shouted the woman's name with gritted teeth.

She stepped forward without hesitation and pressed her lips tightly against the man's. Her purpose was simple. Since she didn't want to conflict with him or get entangled with him, blocking the man's mouth with a kiss was the best way to keep her ears quiet.