What an ignorant and arrogant little woman!

  "Be careful—" It was too late. When Tang Lin ran to the edge of the cliff, because it was too dark in front of her, she couldn't see Yan Qin falling down at all.

  His Majesty walked over and pulled her back, "Danger?"

  Tang Lin walked back a few steps, still staring down at the cliff, and said heavily: "I haven't even asked about my friend's whereabouts, how could he be dead?"

  "Who is your friend? I'll help you find him?" Yu Sheng Jun's acting skills were unparalleled, and in this situation, he could still say something that would leave Tang Lin unable to find any flaws.

  "It can only be like this," Tang Lin said in detail: "My friend is called Fengdie Wu, she is a bit shorter than me, very slender, very... Ah, I don't know how to describe it, anyway, she is a beautiful girl in her early twenties. Old comrade, have you found it? We will meet at the Jun Die Xuan wine house in our city?"

  The Holy Lord responded in a low voice, "Hm, according to what you said?"

  Afterwards, they parted ways and each went their separate way to look for Feng Die Wu.

  There is a broken house near the mountain, where Fengdie Dance is being held. At this moment, there are two people guarding outside the house.

  The holy lord passed by in front and saw the firelight on this side, then walked over to this side. He stopped his footsteps not far from the house.

  He glanced outside the house and saw the two guards. He thought this must be where Fengdie Wu was being held.

  The holy lord picked up two stones from the ground and threw them at a nearby tree, where an owl was perched among the branches. His stone hit the owl directly.

  The owl was hit by a stone, flapped its wings and cried out several times, then flew away.

  The two men who were keeping watch on the house heard a noise not far away, and they both went towards it. When they arrived under the tree where the owl had perched, the figure of the Holy Emperor suddenly appeared behind them, and quickly sealed their acupoints, and they both fell to the ground and fainted.

  The noble gentleman no longer had any reservations, walked towards the broken house, reached the door and kicked it open with one foot.

  The phoenix butterfly was still tied to the pillar, hearing the knock on the door, immediately raised her eyes towards the entrance, originally thought it was Yan Qin who came back, she was so scared that she tightened her heart, but unexpectedly, it was Yu Sheng Jun.

  Seeing him appear, she couldn't help but feel a sour nose, and her heart was suddenly filled with mixed emotions.

  She was delighted and touched.

  Did he really come to save him?

  The Holy Lord had already taken off his mask when he was dealing with those two little rascals outside, so Feng Die Wu could recognize him at the first moment.

  He walked over and quickly helped her untie the ropes on her body.

  She gazed at his face up close, with an indescribable joy, excitement and happiness in her heart...

  The rope fell off, and her limbs could move. The butterfly danced, and suddenly gained the courage to throw herself into the arms of Yu Sheng Jun, whispering softly: "I'm so scared, scared that I'll never see you again?"

  His Majesty's hands were stiff, and he never prepared to hold Feng Die Wu. Feng Die Wu was in an emotional turmoil at this moment, if he ruthlessly pushed her away, it would be equivalent to not saving her at all?

  At this time, a "crack" sound came from outside.

  The Holy Lord quickly released the Phoenix Butterfly Dance, turned around to look outside, and became vigilant, but he only saw a flash of light that flashed by in an instant, and nothing else was seen.

  "Is it Yan Qin bringing back his troops?" Feng Die Wu asked anxiously.

  "Is he dead?" The Holy Lord said indifferently, "Return to the wine building?" Without saying anything else, he took a step forward and walked out of the broken house.

  She thought he would be more gentle with her, hold her hand and speak softly to her, but he didn't. Fengdie felt a little disappointed and followed Yushengjun's footsteps out.

  The Holy Lord sent the Phoenix Butterfly Dance to the foot of the mountain at the end of the sky, and because she walked too slowly, he kept slowing down his pace. If he were walking alone, he would probably have ridden back on horseback by now.

  He led the horse over and handed it to Feng Dieyan, "I have something to attend to elsewhere. It's not far from here to the city center, you can ride back alone?"

  "What will you do if I leave?" It was already late at night, Fengdie Dance worried about the safety of Emperor Sheng, after all, he was the ruler of a country, and if anything happened to him, she would be a criminal in the imperial court.

  He grasped her arm, helped her up onto the horse and said coldly: "I have my own way back, no need to worry?" With a forceful pat on the horse's belly, the horse slowly began to move.

  The phoenix butterfly danced back and looked at him, her eyes so reluctant to part. But he had a calm and peaceful gaze as he watched her leave.

  Until her and the horse's figure disappeared in the night, he went to another way. Tang Lin was still searching for Feng Die Wu nearby, he couldn't leave her behind.

  After a long search, Yu Sheng Jun saw Tang Lin by a winding stream in the mountains.

  Tang Lin sat on the stone ground by the creek, with a fire burning in front of her. She was staring blankly at the flames, one hand idly turning her phone over and over, while the other hand supported her cheek.

  The noble gentleman covered his face with a handkerchief and walked towards Tang Lin, stopping about a meter away from her side. "Little girl?" It was that old, serene voice again.

  Tang Lin came back to her senses and saw him, getting a bit excited. "Old comrade, it's you! Have you found my friend?"

  The Holy Lord walked over to her and sat down, saying: "I just saw a dilapidated house nearby, I wonder if your friend is inside. As I approached the house, I saw a young man helping a young girl untie her knot, I guess that girl must be your friend?"

  Tang Lin curiously asked: "A young master saved my friend? Old comrade, can you see clearly who that young master is?"

  The Holy Lord shrugged and laughed: "I don't know him either, how would I know who it is?"

  "Oh," Tang Lin didn't ask anything more.

  "Your Majesty asked her: 'It's so late, why haven't you gone home yet?'"

  "Home?" Tang Lin's tone was filled with a deep sense of helplessness. She lay down, propping herself up on her hands, gazing at the starry sky, and suddenly felt a bit lost. "I don't even know when I can go back home. In my memory, I only have two chances to see my family every year, and for the rest of the time, I can only see them through video calls. To be honest, I really miss them."

  "Where is your home?" Yu Sheng Jun asked. Her helplessness, her feelings, her sorrow, he all felt, he wanted to take care of her, to bring warmth to that bewildered heart of hers.

  Tang Lin pointed at the farthest star in the sky and smiled foolishly, "There? Do you see it?"

  His Majesty saw it and suddenly frowned, "Living on top of the stars?"

  She gazed at him, revealing a brilliant smile. "Yes, my home is just upstairs?" Feeling sleepy, she yawned and bid goodnight to the Saintly Lord, "Old comrade, tonight this young lady will sleep on your territory for one night, that's all, goodnight?"

  What kind of woman is this? Not even a bit of safety awareness. Yu Sheng Jun reminded: "Little girl, there are many jackals and tigers nearby, you..."

  A faint nasal sound, sometimes present and sometimes absent in the quiet of night.

  The Holy Lord shook his head helplessly, changing back to his usual low and gentle tone, looking at Tang Lin's sleeping face and saying softly, "Really a little woman who doesn't know the height of the sky or the thickness of the earth?"

  After a while, he threw one or two pieces of firewood into the fire. Then he got up, walked quietly to Tang Lin's side, took off his coat and squatted down, gently putting it on her.

  In her sleep, Tang Lin seemed to have eaten sugar, chewing her mouth and revealing a lovely smile.

  The Holy Lord sat beside her, sometimes looking at her, sometimes gazing at the fire, and sometimes staring at the dense stars in the sky, planning to spend this quiet night like this.

  Tang Lin was sleeping like a dead pig and probably wouldn't wake up for another hour or so. Yu Sheng Jun took off his mask, sat quietly, staring at the flames, and gradually became distracted.

  As he was lost in thought, suddenly, there was a flash of light behind him.

  Just then, when he came back to himself and looked around after covering his face with a handkerchief, there was no one behind him except for Tang Lin who was asleep. She still maintained the same posture, the same sleeping expression.

  "Is it I who have had a hallucination?"

  The night has grown deeper.

  The evening wind is cool and refreshing. USA 8.

  At this time, on the edge of the cliff, at the place where Yan Qin fell off, a hand suddenly reached up, followed by another hand, tightly grasping the rock wall.

  After a while, a head emerged, and it was Yan Qin.

  Yan Qin panted heavily, determined to use his last bit of energy to climb to the top of the mountain. Just then, a dark figure blocked the moonlight in front of him, and when he looked up, he couldn't see the person's face clearly.

  "Brother, help me out?" Yan Qin asked.

  However, his request was met with no response from the other party, who instead suddenly stretched out one foot and stepped on his right hand.

  "Ah?" Yan Qin cried out in pain, having barely survived the great calamity and was hanging from a tree below. With great difficulty, he climbed up, but his physical strength had already been exhausted. "Who are you?"

  Someone squatted down, and the white robe entered Yan Qin's eyes. He was so frightened that he trembled with fear, "How...how is it you? You stepped on my foot, hurry up and help me get up, I haven't gotten Kui Die Xuan yet, so that girl's path to survival...hasn't been cut off?"

  Someone spoke out in a light tone, but behind this calmness was an icy and ruthless attitude. "Dealing with someone like you, there's no credibility to speak of, get out -" The last sentence suddenly became several degrees more severe.

  With one kick of his foot, the newcomer sent Yan Qin tumbling down the cliff.

  Yan Qin's mournful cry echoed through the nearby mountains once again, "Ahh——"

  Yu Sheng Jun, who was waiting for Tang Lin near the small stream at the foot of the mountain, heard Yan Qin's faint cry and immediately stood up. But clearly someone had already fallen off the cliff, how could there still be movement?

  He glanced at Tang Lin, and Yu Sheng Jun didn't take back his outer garment. He directly left the creek side and headed towards the mountain cliff in front of him. With a display of lightness skill, he climbed up the mountain at an extremely fast speed.

  On the mountain cliff, a elegant white figure stood, with black hair and white clothes dancing in the wind.

  Just as the master of the white shadow was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly narrowed his eyes, became vigilant, and realized that there was someone behind him. At this moment, not far behind him, Yusheng Jun was slowly walking in this direction.