Chapter 931: Chapter 931
Deep in the forest, Qing Li struck a sturdy tree with his palm, the entire hand dripping with blood.
It wasn’t his imagination; the masked man in black was sparing his life every time.
If not, he would have been defeated by him long ago, right?
But why was he sparing his life?
Faced with someone constantly wishing for his death, shouldn’t it be wiped out completely!
Qing Li didn’t understand, nor did he dare to think about it.
He took out a letter, already worn and tattered, from his bosom and slowly opened it, "Mother, I’ve done my best, but I can’t beat him! Mother, when can I avenge you..."
"Mother, what is your relationship with the man in black, why did he specifically come for me back then? And why... does he always spare my life..."
Putting away the letter, Qing Li looked at the subordinates behind him and said, "You all go into the capital first, hide, and await orders at any time."
After that, Qing Li left as well.
Beside the broken carriage, Sikong Yunshi looked at Qing Yan with dissatisfaction, "Why not kill him to eliminate future troubles?"
"Even a tiger won’t eat its cubs, not everyone can be as heartless as you." Qing Yan looked into the distance, even he didn’t know what he was talking about.
Sikong Yunshi laughed in anger, "Yes, I am heartless, but senior brother, you betrayed the Prince, who treated you as a brother for someone as heartless as me, forced your own wife to death, and now your own son can’t wait to kill you..."
"Stop it..." Qing Yan looked at Sikong Yunshi, for the first time with a murderous intent. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩•𝗳𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝕟𝕖𝕥
Yet in the end, he just turned away with reddened eyes.
Looking at the mess before him, the carriage was already in pieces, and the guards were either dead or injured. Sikong Yunshi shouted after the departing Qing Yan, "Qing Yan, you’ve left, what should I do here?"
Seeing that Qing Yan ignored him, Sikong Yunshi gave a sinister smile and turned to give orders, "Go, kill the leader just now for me."
In the sky above the forest, a man and a woman sat on a giant black hawk. The man in white lay beside the hawk’s head and said, "Ye Hei, look quickly below, that person looks familiar."
Ye Hei flapped his wings and, after just a glance, dived downward.
At that time, Qing Li, now alone, could barely hold on.
Once Ye Hei had floored all the guards, Ye Bai pulled the woman off Ye Hei’s back and jumped down.
"Qing Li?" Ye Bai asked.
"Who are you, how do you know me?" Qing Li was sure he didn’t recognize the man in front of him, who was almost half a head taller than him.
Ye Bai laughed; it really was him.
In the blink of an eye, years had passed. In retrospect, if he hadn’t brought him back back then, who knows how tall the grass on his grave would be by now.
However, back then, he couldn’t transform into a human, and it had been years since they last met. It was normal he couldn’t recognize him.
Thinking of this, Ye Bai pulled Ye Hei’s wings to get a bit closer and asked him, "Do you still recognize it?"
Ye Hei called out, turned his head, and presented them with his back, clearly upset.
"Heh heh..." Ye Bai laughed mischievously, this old Black, still blamed him for transforming into a human and making him carry him and his wife back.
Though he could only see an eagle’s backside now, Qing Li still felt this eagle looked familiar.
That’s right, he suddenly remembered, apart from Ye Jiu raising two such large eagles, he really hadn’t seen any other place with eagles that big!
So, this black hawk was the one that saved him and Qingyue back then?