"How many times have I told you not to interfere in Tai Shuxuan's affairs anymore? Why don't you listen?" Leng Che said to Leng Xieyue in the room.

"Axuan and I grew up together. How could I ignore him when he disappeared?" Leng Xieyue said loudly.

"How can you care about him now that he is dead? Are you still going to fight with Ling Mei? Are you still going to help the Dongling Military and Administrative Department? How capable are you! Do you want to make me angry to death?"

"The Spirit Master has disappeared, so naturally I won't be so reckless. It's just that Beitang Muren helped me find out the whereabouts of Ah Xuan over the years. I am very grateful. Now that he is gone, I should help him."

"I said, I don't want you to have any more trouble with Xifan. Of course, this also includes other countries and other areas of power. Not only you, Yi'er and Xiaoyin can't do it."

"I have nothing to do with Xifan anymore! You don't have to keep reminding me! I think it's my business to help Dong Ling. If you don't like it, just don't look at it!"

"You!" Listening to his wife choking with him, Leng Che felt stuffy for a moment and coughed. After these days of running around and working hard, Leng Che's injuries have not fully recovered, and his chest hurts.

"Arche!" Leng Xieyue suddenly saw her husband's uncomfortable look. She immediately leaned down and stopped arguing with him. She held a water glass in her hand and said, "Drink some water. Can you drink some water?"

"Tai Shuxuan, Xiaoyao, and Muren of the Northern Tang Dynasty are all dead. Three countries, three military and political departments, and the youngest generals are all dead. The red gold stone, Tuyoubi, and Beauty's Face, three ancient spiritual stones. If we talk about spiritual stones,

The Lord killed several of them for the sake of adults so that he could easily obtain those things. I think the reason is always too far-fetched. We still don’t know what the reason behind it is. But there is one thing you must remember! Don’t get involved in this again.

What happened in several countries! My fifth family has left Jiuxiao for fifty years, and my brother Xiaoyao is still dead! How did he get the red gold stone, Tuyoubi, and the spiritual master? These piles, piece by piece, are not

The Lingmei clan can do it. Do you understand? Xieyue. It’s not that I’m stopping you from taking care of Tai Shuxuan’s affairs, but I can’t let anything happen to you, you know!” At the end of the sentence, Leng Che’s face turned pale.

"Arche! It's my fault! It's my willfulness! Just listen to your words, I won't investigate anymore, please stop being angry, okay!" Leng Xieyue looked at Leng Che's face and was so frightened that she was already panicking.

God, but she was still scared and whispered, "Arche, you just said that your fifth family has left Jiuxiao for so many years, and your brother is still, still dead. What do you mean?" Leng Xieyue looked at it nervously.

Leng Che.

"It's nothing, I just think things are not simple."

Fear suddenly flashed in Leng Xieyue's eyes, and she said tremblingly: "Arche, are you...will something happen...will you..."

Leng Che thought for a moment and said, "No."

Leng Xieyue threw herself into her husband's arms, and her body began to tremble. She suddenly thought of Beitang Muren, who had just passed away, and of Beitang Xiaofeng's sad look. She had just used manipulation techniques to help Xiaofeng stabilize her mood. Over the past few days, she

Because of her husband and son's affairs, she was in a trance and became increasingly haggard. She finally rested. She once again grabbed Leng Che's hand tightly and murmured: "Arche."

Leng Che stroked his wife's long hair, thinking that he shouldn't have said so much, which scared her. "I said, I will be fine, don't think about it. Besides, the spirit master is dead, and everything will happen after that."

It's a lot easier to handle. Dong Ling can't just give up..." Leng Che thought to himself. It's not Dong Ling, it's the Beitang family who can't just give up. At this time, there was a knock on the door. Leng Xieyue stood up and opened the door. Leng Yi

He walked in. He said awkwardly: "Ahem, um, Dad, are you okay?" He spoke like a mosquito.

Leng Che glanced at him and ignored him.

"Talk to your dad!" Leng Xieyue said.

Leng Yi said helplessly: "I don't know who I was quarreling with dad for back then. It's better now. We husband and wife are of the same mind."

However, Leng Yi was really worried about his father's health. After hearing that his father was attacked by the entire Jiuxiao Military and Political Department, he became furious and wished he could kill that bitch named Qi Yuan Qitong right now.

"Dad, are you okay? That Qi Yuan or Qi Tong's bullshit, I will kill them for you later!" Leng Yi became more and more cruel as he spoke, making his teeth itch with anger.

"Just don't make trouble for me! Okay, how come the whole family has become outlaws! Your sister is, and so are you! Don't think I don't know, look at what you look like now! You almost didn't come out of Liaodi! Come on!

The Dongling Military and Administrative Department has become a commander, and he is quite competent, but his life is at risk!"

"Aren't you the same... rushing into someone else's military and political department alone... are you crazy..."

"What did you say! Ouch, I'm so angry, please take care of your son." Leng Che suddenly pretended to be uncomfortable.

"Your dad went there because your dad is awesome! Are you as good as your dad? If you can, you go too!" Leng Xieyue said loudly with her hands on her waist.

"Okay, okay. I think you two have nothing serious to do, and you are very energetic. You can rest now. I will also rest for a while. I am exhausted."

"Come back! How are your injuries? Let me see!" Leng Xieyue grabbed her son and twisted him left and right.

"Yier, let me ask you, how is the relationship between Xiaoyin and that Beitang Beiming." Leng Che said suddenly.

"That's right." Leng Yi said bluntly. The father and son looked at each other, understanding each other. Leng Xieyue looked a little confused.

The funeral of the Dongling Military and Administrative Department is over, and all post-war matters are still in progress. After returning from the war, there is no atmosphere of celebration. The Military and Administrative Department is solemn. When the soldiers meet each other, they don’t know whether to laugh or cry. Most of their former comrades have left.

The casualties were heavy. For three days in a row, Beiming and Fanyin were busy taking care of their respective branches and had no time to meet each other. In fact, after they woke up in the hospital bed, they said a few words and had no time anymore.

Bei Ming was left alone. Beiming not only had to take care of the affairs of his own ministry, but also was responsible for the situation of his father Beitang Muren's troops during this expedition. Beitang Chi stayed in the north to recuperate, and his life was not in danger. He was deeply saddened after knowing that his eldest brother had died, so he insisted on coming.

Attending the funeral, he was stopped by Beitang Musi and Beiming. He immediately took care of the wounded left by the general in the north. When the soldiers recovered from their injuries, he sent leopards and antelopes to escort the soldiers back to the capital one after another.

On the evening of the third day after the funeral, Beiming had some time to rest. He stayed with his mother for a while in his father's room. Beitang Xiaofeng felt slightly comforted when she saw that her son was safe, but the sudden loss of her husband was a deep blow to her. He

It is not easy for the couple to stay together. Bei Tang Xiaofeng told Bei Ming that she can always feel happy with his father's deep love. Bei Ming kissed his mother's forehead, and the mother and son relied on each other and passed on strength to each other. Bei Ming

Ming returned to his room later in the evening, and after closing the door, he sighed deeply. Several trials of life and death, the exchange of blood and soul, and the blooming of spiritual power had already exhausted him. His highly tense nerves never relaxed for a moment.

Until now, he was still adapting to his father's blood flowing in his body. He couldn't distinguish between the grief and strength.

Suddenly he turned around and was about to walk out the door. Fanyin probably hadn't rested yet at this time, and he wanted to see her. Just as he was about to pull the door handle, the door was knocked. Beiming opened the door, and Leng
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