Eternal Love

  Chapter One Hundred and Nineteen Battles (3)

  It's been a long time

"Come out."

  As a voice fell, Gui Sha turned around and left. He heard from the wind and cold tone that he should have calmed down, so he followed out without saying anything.

  Under the night, in the middle of the small garden, Gui Sha looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and Qinghan also followed.

  "How much do you know?" Gui Sha asked.

   "Wang Zhao?"

  Feng Qinghan connected, Gui Sha did not speak, because he was facing Feng Qinghan, so he could not see his expression, but Feng Qinghan still knew.

   "According to the latest information, he vomited black blood not long ago, and then fell asleep for a while."

  Feng Qinghan said without waiting for Gui Sha to respond.

  After listening to Feng Qinghan’s words, Gui Sha turned to face Feng Qinghan, pondered for a moment, and said: "You found out a long time ago?"

   "No, I only doubted it when I got the news. It seems that I guessed right?"

  Feng Qinghan smiled, and Gui Sha ignored it, turned around and continued to look up at the moon.

  "How long can he last?" Feng Qinghan asked.

   "The truth?"

"of course."

  Gui Sha turned around again and looked at Feng Qinghan and said: "I know what will happen afterwards? Did you kill him before losing to you? Or kill him before then?"

"I haven't thought about killing or not. If it was before, maybe I would consider it. If possible, of course I want to defeat him first, but now, it seems unnecessary, let alone, she won't care, will I? There are no worries."

  Feng Qinghan’s attitude remained the same when he said these words, so that Gui Sha could not see what was true and what was false. What was certain was that Feng Qinghan was not joking. Of course he knew what he was referring to in the last sentence.

   "Do you plan to tell her?"

"is it necessary?"

   "Then you will do it yourself?"

  "Is it necessary? What happened during the day was just an accident. I promised her not to kill."

   "But the next thing you want to kill is the one she ever cared about the most."

   "At least not now."

  At this point, Gui Sha suddenly felt that a certain language seemed to be missing between Feng Qinghan and Feng Qinghan. Sometimes it was always difficult to guess in his heart, and he didn't want to know what mentality Feng Qinghan said these words in.

  "Are you sure she really doesn't care?" Gui Sha asked.

   "Whether you care, don't worry about anything if you don't know?" Feng Qinghan shrugged.

  Perhaps Feng Qinghan is right, provided that he doesn’t know. Of course, the ghost knows Yinyin’s current situation better than Feng Qinghan, but what happens after he knows? Care? Gui Sha is not sure, many things cannot be concluded by medical theory, and Yinyin itself is the best example.

   "Do you really want to compete with him?"

  "Do you think he is not qualified?"

Without comment, Gui Sha admits that Zhao Ziheng is a rare Ming prince, possessing all the qualifications and extraordinary military abilities that a king should have. In terms of talents alone, Zhao Ziheng, Zhou Cheng or Zhou Yan may be evenly matched, but if it is about the country and the country In terms of personal affection, Zhao Ziheng can be said to be a veritable monarch of the generation; when it comes to individuals, ghosts can be sure that no one can beat the wind and cold, but how about group warfare and strategy? This is what Feng Qinghan cares about, right? To be fair, there is no basis for Zhao Ziheng, Zhou Cheng and Zhou Yan’s strategy and strategy for group battles. It can only be said that Zhao Ziheng is more prominent in this regard. It is also forced by the situation. Under the same circumstances, Zhou Cheng and Zhou Yan Can't do it? It's impossible to be sure that apart from these, the three have different styles of behavior, so why did Feng Qinghan choose Zhao Ziheng as the target from the beginning? Gui Sha is really puzzled.

  "From the first meeting, I felt that he was a man worth fighting, and after that, he really lived up to my expectations."

Feng Qinghan’s words confirmed Gui Sha’s guess, but Gui Sha did not understand why it was Zhao Ziheng. Gui Sha admitted that Zhao Ziheng was special and could not tell where it was, but he could feel it; but even if Feng Qinghan really wanted to find an opponent, Zhou Cheng It should be nothing to say with Zhou Yan. The three of them are dragons among people, and they all have something in common. Thinking of this, Gui Sha once again discovers that Zhao Ziheng is really different from Zhou Cheng and Zhou Yan. This is the attraction. Is the wind and cold? Judging from Feng Qinghan's character and behavior, Gui Sha felt that this possibility was the highest.

   "If you really want to decide a victory or defeat with him, then don't continue to delay here."

  Gui Sha said coldly, then turned around and left the back to Feng Qinghan again, still looking up to watch the moon, but this time his heart was not on watching the moon.

"how long?"

  Even if Gui Sha didn’t say clearly, how clever as the wind and cold, would he not know the hidden meaning of his words?

   "With that person by his side, he may be able to survive this year at most."

   "Very conservative saying, then it means you are sure of the person next to him?"

   "Aren't you the same?"

   "It seems that time is really tight."

   "Do you care about this?"

  Feng Qinghan smiled without saying a word, obviously not caring. Although Gui Sha didn't look at it, he also guessed what Feng Qinghan would look like.

After a while, Feng Qinghan looked up at the moon like Gui Sha and said with a thin lips: "Although she hasn't found a place she likes yet, I think she must also want to go back and have a look, especially after recovering her memory. I miss it very much."

  After hearing these words, Gui Sha knew that Feng Qinghan had a plan, what did he say? No, nothing is necessary. The only thing I must say is how much the things that are about to face will affect Yinyin, and the thing about Zhao Ziheng... I secretly sighed in my heart, staring at the bright moon in the sky, Gui Sha seemed worried. Heavy.