Chapter 800: He Won’t Give Up.
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"In this case, I'll go back and resume my life. If you like to play and watch, come here."
The Dark Messenger looked at Geng Sangyao doubtfully for a while, then quickly turned and left.
As soon as the Dark Messenger left, Wizard Shuibei quickly looked back at Geng Sang Yao, and said anxiously: "Yao'er, you must not let the old patriarch know about your practice of forbidden arts. If the old patriarch finds out, she will kill him." It’s yours.”
Geng Sangyao's eyes were cold and he looked unconcerned.
"What are you afraid of? You will find out sooner or later."
"Yao'er, but now is not the time. If the old patriarch knows that you practice forbidden arts, she will kill you without hesitation."
This is what Wizard Shuibei is most worried about. The old patriarch's ruthlessness and her hard-hearted heart are beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Geng Sangyao looked at Wizard Shuibei.
She knew very well what Wizard Shuibei said. In her memory, how could she not be clear about the ruthlessness and coldness of the old patriarch? Because it was so clear, she would constantly want to climb higher. Only when she reached At the top, she won't let others take advantage of her.
"Aunt Shuibei, it's too late. You should go down and rest! Yao'er will be fine. Yao'er understands the old patriarch's temper and will be careful."
"Okay! Yao'er, you should also go to bed early. We will talk about other things tomorrow."
Geng Sangyao nodded, and Wizard Shuibei turned around, but he was still a little worried.
At the border of the Star-Moon Kingdom, the Star-Moon Kingdom won a great victory, and all the soldiers of the Star-Moon Kingdom were so happy that they couldn't sleep.
Until late at night, you can still hear the cheers of soldiers!
Su Zimo also thought that there was no sleepiness in this war.
She sat in the courtyard of the palace, listening to the cheers of the soldiers, with a not very happy expression on her face.
Murong Shaofeng had just finished his work. As soon as he entered the door, Murong Shaofeng looked at Su Zimo who was sitting in the garden with a melancholy look on his face. His warm eyes flashed, his beautiful eyebrows were lightly raised, and he felt a faint pain in his heart.
"Momo!"
He called softly and walked gracefully to sit opposite her.
"It's so late, why don't you go rest?"
Murong Shaofeng looked at her slightly reproachfully, worried that she would feel uncomfortable if she didn't sleep well.
Su Zimo glanced at Murong Shaofeng.
"Shao Feng, I can't sleep. Many people died in today's battle. I really don't want to fight anymore."
Su Zimo had a solemn look on her face. As soon as she closed her eyes, she could see corpses of all shapes and sizes all over the ground. Although she was not afraid, she was filled with chills. Such a cruel war was shocking.
"Throughout the ages, only the victor has the right to make a choice between the winner and the loser. If the war fails, there will be no autonomy and choice, and there will be no chance of survival."
Murong Shaofeng knew what she was thinking? But this world is like this, and all he can do is protect her in this troubled world.
"Shao Feng, I know what you mean. It's just that today's battle has a lot of feelings in my heart. It's cold in the night. Go back and rest! Only with enough energy can we deal with Jun Lintian. The demon army in Jun Lintian's hands, he can't I will give up and give up."
Su Zimo stood up and looked at Murong Shaofeng with a smile. His cool, charming and slender figure, and his gentle and jade-like eyes were so soft that they always made people want to fall deeply into them. This was also the feeling she had when she saw him for the first time. , whether it’s the first time or later, that feeling is always good.
"With Momo here, Jun Lintian's demon army is nothing to mention."
Murong Shaofeng also stood up and commented on her clear and bright eyes. No matter how many winds and frosts they experienced, they were always as clear as before.