It doesn't matter what the lord is.

Such a race actually has the nerve to live in this world.

Such a race is actually complacent about its own civilization.

The dragon narrowed his eyes and felt a little bored from the bottom of his heart.

I thought I would meet at least a few interesting people, but it turned out to be so boring. It even made me feel that even if I talked about the extinction of humanity to others, I would not feel any sense of accomplishment. It was like filling my stomach casually at noon one day, and after a few days I could not even remember what I had eaten.

For the dragon race who worship strength, nothing is more pleasurable than a good fight. This feeling of happiness cannot be exchanged for slaughtering the weak. No matter how many unqualified opponents come, they are just a mob. A sweep of its tail can crush a group of them like crushing bugs.

Look, someone else is here to die.

It saw three soldiers supporting each other, swallowing their saliva, and quietly moving towards its position.

They even separated halfway, as if it was a tactic. The one who was most seriously injured approached from the front, and the other two went around to the left and the back. The dragon was motionless, quietly waiting for the three men to take their positions. Each of them had a tense expression and tightly grasped the spear in his hand.

"Great, we weren't discovered..."

It listened to these stupid remarks silently, with a hint of mockery in its eyes.

"If the commander-in-chief was still here, he would definitely be able to find a way to deal with it. But our power is too weak now, so we can only think of ways to distract its attention."

"Luckily it's not as alert as we thought."

"Such a strong smell of blood, how many people have died here..."

"There is no time to be afraid. Humanity cannot all be deserters."

“I have to spill my blood here…!”

It heard the men's useless roars and saw them charging at it.

Even though his steps were staggering, he would still run towards him with his tired body and injuries.

All three of them are above the eighth level, which is a very commendable level for humans.

The tip of the spear stirred up a long wind, set off a stream of fire, and set off a cold light. This time, the dragon did not hide or resist, but let them approach, letting the spear that was strong enough to penetrate the thick city wall crash into its scales. It heard the angry roars of the humans, the buzzing sound of the spear tip, and the explosion sound of the air around it being torn apart. At that moment, there was a brilliant light splashing, like fireflies scattered in the air.

Then, it returned to calm.

It lowered its head and saw that the ground around it had collapsed because it could not bear the overload force. Three human soldiers standing in different directions lost their lives. The surroundings were filled with rich blood. They burned all the strength in their bodies, even if their meridians were destroyed, in order to stab this crucial shot.

...But, it's really boring.

As the soldiers fell, their spears also fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

But the dragon's skin is still as smooth as new.

It yawned and flicked its tail, instantly creating a gust of wind that accidentally destroyed the majestic palace behind it.

How many times has this happened?

Even the lowest creatures have an instinct to fear danger. Are humans even inferior to those primitive creatures?

Even ants try to survive, so don’t humans have any feelings of fear?

I don't understand.

Precisely because I can't figure it out, I'm longing for a more exhilarating battle.

So come quickly, come to me.

Let me see the limits of human beings...

Its gaze once again fell into the distance.

……

In the lush bamboo forest, Alayya held the sword and followed Qingyun silently.

But at this time, there were not just her and Qingyun, there was also a woman in luxurious clothes sitting on the stone platform in front.

Alayya had seen this woman once before. At the banquet, she came in side by side with the king and eventually sat in the queen's seat.

Now, she was no longer surrounded by the Jinyiwei masters who used to surround her, nor was she the king with a strong aura and aggressiveness, nor was she the prince or the princess. She was left sitting there alone. She did not look flustered or lonely, but rather she was happily swinging her feet like a young girl.

When she saw her, Alayya felt a little envious for some reason.

In fact, Alayya rarely has such emotions. To envy others means that she has some desires.

This was something she had to give up. Becoming the sword of the young master, taking the young master's desires as her own desires, this was the idea she kept instilling in herself. But when she saw the queen, Alayya couldn't help but feel envious, just because she was the most noble woman in the world, and she was a wild child who didn't even know her parents' names.

She envied the queen because even without any servants, she still exuded a unique brilliance.

While she was in a daze, she suddenly saw Qingyun walking over silently, and the queen frowned, puffed up her cheeks slightly, and said to him:

"I guessed you would go this way. I guessed it all, shouldn't you praise me?"

71. When you are young, you should be with the person you like.

Qingyun did not speak, but half-knelt down, lifted up one of her jade feet, brushed the red and swollen part with his fingers, and asked:

"Is your foot sprained?"

The Queen gave him a light kick, drew back her foot, and said:

"Don't worry about it."

Qingyun reached into his arms, but found nothing in his hands. He seemed to recall something and said:

"Sorry, I don't have any medicine."

The two of them were having this kind of conversation, sometimes close and sometimes far away. Alaiya finally reacted, fumbled around for a while, found a small box of herbs, walked up and said:

"I made this myself following the herbal remedies you made earlier. It should work."

Qingyun took the box from her, opened it, sniffed it, and said:

"good."

He leaned down again and carefully applied the herbs on the queen's ankles. This time the queen did not refuse. Her face was slightly red, and she tried to find a topic. But it was obviously not appropriate to talk about anything with Qingyun, so she turned to Alaiya, blinked her eyes, and asked with a bit of jealousy:

"You are……?"

Alayya replied:

"He is the guard of Master Lide, the Lord of Yuxi City. He is also a half-disciple of Mr. Qingyun. According to the orders of the Master, he will temporarily follow Mr. Qingyun."

The queen didn't pay attention to the latter part. After hearing the first half, she was slightly relieved. She asked again:

“What do you do with herbs?”

Alaia answered truthfully:

"Master's injury hasn't fully healed yet. And if I learn it, I can use it next time Master is injured."

"You really can't stop talking about your young master."

The queen smiled softly and suddenly asked:

"You like your young master, right?"

Alaiya raised her head and looked at the queen blankly. The queen smiled meaningfully and said softly:

"I remember now. Your young master was the one who dueled with another city lord and won by chance. I can't really recognize which one it was, but I heard from the palace maids privately that he could have let you fight that day and rest assured, but he risked his life to ensure your safety. Is that right?"

Alayya replied:

"The young master has a kind heart."

The Queen shook her head and said:

"It's not kindness! There are so many kind people in this world, and everyone has compassion. But it's not common to see people willing to joke with their own lives. I've seen too many powerful people who abandon their lovers. In normal times, they say sweet words, but once they encounter a storm, they just run away... You, don't you think about it? If he didn't really like you, would your master do this for a maid? This is not kindness, it's love."

Alayya felt her heart suddenly beating faster.

But within two breaths, she regained her composure and replied calmly:

"It doesn't matter who the young master likes, as long as I can be with him, that's enough."

The queen looked at her with a smile but without saying a word.

For some reason, Alayya looked away feeling guilty.

Suddenly the Queen said:

"Don't feel inferior when you are young. If you like someone, just express your love boldly. It doesn't matter if you can't get them. People only have a few years of their best years, so it's okay to be ridiculous. Don't let a day come when you are lying alone in bed, regretting the past... You can actually be more greedy. If you don't expect, you won't be disappointed. But if you don't expect, where will you get the courage to take that crucial step?"

Alayya listened silently and did not answer.

Qingyun helped her apply the medicine and stretched out his hand. The queen put her hand on his, supported his hand to stand up, and stood quietly beside him. Alaiya wanted to ask something, but when the words came to her lips, she lowered her head again, not daring to look at the queen, nor dare to ask, for fear that she would touch something that she shouldn't touch.

She just thought the queen was very pretty. Although she was past her prime, her smile was still like that of a young girl. There were slight wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, but they were only a little bit, which added a mature and charming charm to her. In Alaiya's opinion, no one would object to saying that she was still in her "best years".

The queen patted Alayya's shoulder gently, stroked the hairpin in her hair, and suddenly smiled.

Alayya touched the hairpin on her head with some surprise. It was a gift from the young master when she was at the party.

"If young people have the opportunity to be together, they must be together. Don't consider various external factors first, and don't worry about the storms that may arise in the future. Love itself is the purest thing in the world. Don't think too much, just hold hands and move forward together."

Alayya didn't answer.

Qingyun said:

"I think Lid is a tough guy. He might have already figured out something about this. We don't need to worry about it."

The queen sniffed, feeling a little sad but still smiling, she said:

"You're getting old! You start to worry about other people's love stories. But it doesn't matter, let's go. Alaiya, follow me."

Qingyun supported the queen and walked towards the silver-gray dragon.

Alayya couldn't help but quicken her pace.

"It's time to close."

The queen whispered to Qingyun:

"When the Lord of Cangzhou started his army, the agreement we signed with you also came to an end today. I'm sorry for what happened that time."

Alaiya blinked, and suddenly remembered that the young master once held a book, frowned and muttered to himself:

——“It shouldn’t be like that.”

——"Master, what's wrong?"

——"Look at this record. That year, the Lord of Cangzhou started an uprising, and the previous generation of White Clothes could not defend the imperial city. Thanks to the great swordsman in the capital who went deep behind enemy lines and killed the Lord of Cangzhou by surprise, the war was won. But don't you find it strange? That great swordsman practiced Zen sword."

——"Master, is there anything strange about the Zen Sword?"

——"Of course there is. Zen swordsmanship is about the great principles of the world and the ultimate truth of the human world. This kind of swordsmanship can be used to exorcise demons and to do good deeds. But it should not appear on the battlefield and should not be used to kill people. I don't know why he did this, but he will most likely be punished for doing so. Maybe his realm has already fallen, but he still has the title of a great swordsman."

In fact, Reed was not the only one who had such doubts.

That year, Qingyun was able to kill the Lord of Cangzhou by surprise because the other party had never considered that he would do this. Who could have thought that a guy who was determined to save the world with his sword would point the sword at his compatriots and start a senseless massacre?

And the strange thing is that since then, Qingyun has never left the royal capital again.

Everyone is guessing, but no one has ever guessed the real answer.

Because that night, the agreement that Qingyun and the king secretly signed was only known to Qingyun, the king and the queen. No one would tell anyone else, and no one dared to tell anyone else. Now when it is mentioned, it is just a cursory sentence.

When she walked near the dragon, Alayya clearly felt the terrifying sense of oppression, and the hand holding the sword was shaking constantly.

But Qingyun and the queen looked normal.

Qingyun lowered his hands and said in a hoarse voice:

"You know I've never blamed you, so why do you have to say sorry?"

72. The only guilt

"Of course you never blamed me. You never blamed anyone."

The queen smiled, reached out her hand, and carefully helped him straighten his collar and brush off the dust on his sleeves.

"But because of this, I haven't had a good night's sleep in more than ten years. You've been stupid since I first met you. That day, when I saw you being bullied, I thought, this person is so weird. You can obviously beat the opponent, but you just take the beating, as if you are afraid of getting into trouble."

As she spoke, the tears from the queen's eyes fell to the ground, and she said:

"Now, it's different. You've become very strong, and no one dares to bully you anymore. But in my eyes, you're exactly the same as before. I bullied you, and you never fought back. Even though your realm dropped to the pseudo-tenth level because of that killing spree, you never complained to me, right?"

Qingyun argued in a low voice:

"I didn't fall to the pseudo-tenth level, it's just temporary..."