Chapter 26 Going Out

  Ouyang Ke's eyes lit up, his spirit shaken, and he no longer paid attention to Tuo Lei. With a smile, he said: "I, Ouyang Gongzi, am what kind of person? Once I've spoken, how could I go back on my word? However, he can leave, but Miss Hua Zhuan, you should stay..."

  "Good."

  Cheng Lingsu had expected that he wouldn't give up so easily, but this was also good. With just the two of them, she could still dance around with Ouyang Ke and look for an opportunity to escape. Having another person would only add trouble and make her worry more, so before he could say anything else, she directly agreed.

  Ouyang Ke didn't expect her to agree so quickly, and he laughed: "That's more like it, without that annoying guy around, we can have a good chat."

  Cheng Lingsu ignored him, turned her back, took out a handkerchief wrapped in blue flowers from her bosom, shook it slightly in the air, tied it to the tiger's mouth that was about to burst open, and put the two blue flowers back into her bosom. Then she briefly told Tuo Lei the situation and asked him to go back first.

  Tuo Lei's face turned iron-gray, he retreated two steps back, suddenly pulled out the single-edged sword inserted beside his foot, and with both eyes fixed on Ouyang Ke's direction, raised his hand and knife, and in front of himself, fiercely slashed at the empty air: "Your martial arts are impressive, I am not your match. But today, as Temujin Khan's son, I make a vow to the Heavenly God of the Grasslands that once I have eliminated all those who secretly harmed my father, I will definitely have a final showdown with you! To avenge my sister and let you see what it means to be a heroic child of the grasslands!"

  As the son of a Mongolian tribal leader, T?regene was humble and had a strong sense of justice, unlike Dua who was arrogant. However, he was no less proud in his heart than Dua. He was Genghis Khan's most beloved son, deeply understanding his father's ambitions, and wanted to help him turn all the lands under heaven into Mongolian pastures!

  For this goal, he has been training in the army since childhood and has never delayed for a day. Alas, after years of hard practice, not only did he fall into enemy hands, but today he cannot bring his sister who came to rescue him back safely! Tuo Lei knew that Cheng Ling Su was right, he should now prioritize Tie Mu's safety and quickly return to mobilize troops to respond to the ambush on his father. However, thinking of his own sister being detained here by force, the shame in his heart almost made it hard for him to breathe.

  The Mongols valued their promises, and this was a vow made to the heavens that everyone on the grasslands worshipped. Ha Ming knew he wasn't a match for Tie in martial arts, yet he still vowed to do so with an iron determination, his expression solemn and stern. His words were filled with heroic passion, and although he wasn't a master of martial arts, his shoulders bore the same regal aura as Temujin's, exuding a powerful presence that even Ouyang Ke couldn't help but secretly feel intimidated by, despite not understanding the specifics of what was being said.

  Cheng Ling's heart warmed up, and the hot blood that belonged to Temujin's daughter seemed to have sensed Tuo Lei's unwillingness and determination, surging up like a torrent, making her eyes also feel a slight heat. Silently turning her body, she blocked the direction where Ouyang Ke might make his move, and said in a low voice: "Leave quickly, go back, I have my own way to escape."

  Tuo Lei nodded and took two more steps forward, opening his arms to give her a hug. Without looking at Ouyang Ke again, he turned around and ran towards the camp gate.

  On the way, he met several soldiers who were left behind and saw him running out of the camp. They wanted to step forward to block him, but they were all cut down by his knife, one by one, and fell to the ground.

  Until she saw Tuo Lei snatch the horse at the edge of the camp and gallop far away, Cheng Ling Su finally put down her mind and let out a soft sigh.

  In his previous life, her master, the Poison King, used poison to make medicine and cure diseases. However, he firmly believed in the concept of karma and reincarnation, which led him to become a Buddhist monk in his later years, cultivating his mind and achieving a state of no anger and no joy. Cheng Ling Su was his youngest disciple in his later years, deeply influenced by him. In this life, although she had already died, he still sent her here, making her believe that perhaps there were other intentions at play in the mysterious workings of fate.

  She originally didn't want to get entangled with the people and things of this world, even thinking about finding an opportunity to escape far away, returning to the shores of Dongting Lake, to see what the White Horse Temple looks like after hundreds of years. Open a small medical clinic, treat illnesses and save lives, guarding the memories and deep feelings of the previous life for that person, and spend a lifetime loving without needing promises

  Moreover, if Temujin were to encounter difficulties, the Mongolian tribe where she had lived for ten years would also be affected. The mother and elder brother who had genuinely taken care of her and raised her, as well as the clansmen with whom she had interacted daily, would all be implicated. After ten years together, how could she possibly stand idly by?

  Cheng Lingsu couldn't help but let out a soft sigh at this thought.

  Jian Ling Su was still staring in the direction of Tuo Lei's departure, lost in thought, and kept sighing. Ouyang Ke slightly raised his chin and couldn't help but sneer: "How can you be so reluctant to part with him?"

  Having caught his implied meaning, Cheng Ling Su furrowed her brow, pulled back her thoughts and blurted out: "I'm worried about my brother, shouldn't I be?"

  "Oh? He's your brother?" Ouyang Ke's eyebrows rose, and the joy in her eyes flashed by, "Then... was that little brat from before your lover?"

  "Are you kidding me...?" Cheng Ling Su suddenly paused, reacting, "You're talking about Guo Jing? You knew before... we just arrived and you already knew?"

  "It's not you guys, it's you! As soon as you came, I knew." Ouyang Ke was quite pleased with himself, clearly delighted to see her reaction.

  Although Cheng Ling Su had dismounted from a distance, his internal strength was profound and his hearing was not comparable to those ordinary Mongolian soldiers. Almost at the same time as Cheng Ling Su infiltrated the camp, he discovered her, just as he was about to reveal himself, but saw Ma Yu taking action to bring both her and Guo Jing out.

  At that time, his uncle Ouyang Feng had suffered a great loss at the hands of the Quanzhen Sect, so the Western Venom sect had always harbored some resentment and fear towards the Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect. Ouyang Ke recognized Ma Yu's Taoist robe and thought of his uncle's warnings, so he dispelled his intention to reveal himself. Instead, he hid in the dark, watching them exchange blows back and forth several times.

  He thought that Cheng Ling Su would persuade Ma Yu to rush into the camp to rescue people, but he didn't know that Ma Yu was the leader of the Quanzhen Sect. He only thought that at that time, in addition to the thousands of soldiers and horses in the camp, there were also a few good martial artists brought by Wanyan Honglie, which would be enough to entangle Ma Yu, and might even take advantage of the opportunity to get rid of him, making Quanzhen Sect lose one of its top masters. But he didn't expect that this Taoist not only didn't rush into the camp but also took Guo Jing away with him, leaving Cheng Ling Su alone in this place.

  Cheng Lingsu gradually figured it out: "Wanyan Honglie secretly came here, should be to take the opportunity to stir up trouble between Sangkun and my father, let the Mongolian tribes fight each other endlessly, only then can the Great Jin Dynasty have no northern troubles."

  Ouyang Ke was completely uninterested in this struggle, but seeing Cheng Ling Su speaking seriously, he nodded along and added a sentence: "One move to counter three, truly clever."

  She smoothed out her hair, which had been blown into disarray by the wind. Cheng Ling Su's eyes were as clear and calm as the waters of the Wu Lun River on the grasslands: "You are a man of Wanyan Honglie, yet you let Guo Jing go back to report and warn them, and now you're letting Tuo Lei go back to mobilize troops - aren't you afraid of ruining his plans?"

  Ouyang Ke burst out laughing, his hand reached out and gently tapped her chin: "Afraid? What does his scheme have to do with me? If I can get a smile from the beauty, what's that worth?"

  Cheng Lingsu didn't smile, instead her eyebrows furrowed slightly and she took a step back, avoiding the fan that was lightly hooked towards her chin. She reached out to probe it, and with a "slap" sound, she grasped the black fan head in her palm. Suddenly, an icy chill pierced through the skin on her palm, straight into her bones, making her almost immediately want to let go of the fan. Only then did she realize that the frame of this fan was actually cast from dark iron, cold as ice.

  "What? You like this fan?" Ouyang Ke's wrist flicked, brushing off Cheng Ling Su's hand and retrieving the folded fan. With a soft whoosh, he opened it again and gently waved it in front of him. "If you've taken a liking to something else, I can give it to you, no problem... but this fan..." He paused for a moment, then suddenly chuckled lightly, "If you like it, as long as you follow me from now on, never leaving my side, you'll naturally be able to see it all the time..."

  The author has something to say: I said Keke children's shoes, isn't it that the beautiful sister only likes you because of the fan? You can't even bear to give it away ~ how petty!

  Ouyang Ke 【hugging a fan and jumping feet】: That was given by my... cough... uncle.