Heavenly Lord With An Unreliable System

"Qi Yuan," Chen Tingyan said with a smile, "if you know that in the end, you should give up years of scheming for a man. Jiang Wenqiu should be so angry."

Qi Yuan also pulled his lips: "the king owes him a lot, and it's not bad."

Chen Tingyan turned to take a deep look at Qi Yuan and walked out of the camp.

A few days later.

Bai Qingzhen rarely decides to go out for a walk. The surrounding area is full of patrolling soldiers. Seeing him, he nods slightly.

The night in Beidi is colder, which is different from that in Beijing. Floating in the air with fine snow, white Jue stretched out his hand, snowflakes fell on the skin, soon melted.

Behind someone stepping on the broken leaves, Bai Qingzhen didn't turn around, just said: "it's another year."

Qi Yuan stepped forward and glanced at him, "yes."

They stood side by side for a long time.

Bai Qingzhen coughed lightly, and Qi Yuan said, "don't you go back?"

"I want to see it again." White, clear and light.

Maybe I'll never see it again.

Not far from where the army was stationed, it was the ruling area of Liao people.

Qi Yuan's voice seemed to come from a long distance: "Liao people should not know that you are here, otherwise, maybe even if it is to fight for death, they will come to kill you."

Bai Qingzhen picked the tip of his brow: "is the king of Liao so mean?"

"At that time, the Liao envoy was the youngest son of the king of Liao," Qi Yuan said with a smile. "You just wasted other people's Kung Fu. Can the king of Liao not hate you to the bone?"

Bai Qingzhen said, "my martial arts are useless."

Qi Yuanning looked at him and said, "you know..."

"What's the matter," Bai Qinghu said with a smile, "since that's what he wants, then I'll do what he wants."

Qi Yuan suddenly grabbed Bai Qingzhen's wrist, "you come with me."

He led Bai Qinghe to the deep place for a while and stopped in front of a tree.

Qi Yuan climbed up the big tree with his toes a little. A moment later, with something in his arms, he jumped down again.

He lifted the cloth to reveal what he had - a modified crossbow.

Qi Yuan took Bai Qingzhen's hand, put it on the crossbow, and said in his ear, "this crossbow is designed by me. Even if you don't have martial arts skills now, you can easily open it."

His voice was low and deep in the night: "this arrow is enough to kill people."

He is innocent and silent.

Qi Yuan smiles at him, and his eyes seem to be filled with deep feelings. "Just do what you want to do, clear up," he said

After Qi Yuan left, Bai Qingzhen still stood in the same place, holding the bow in his hand.

Not far away, Liao people passed by.

He remembered, as if a few years ago. When Liao envoys came to compete with the Western Jin Dynasty, they wounded many people with their brute force.

Qi Rong can't help but fight. He stops Qi Rong.

To play, Qi Rong handed him a cup of tea, he got the nose, slightly meal.

In the end, it's a drink.

When he competed with Liao emissary, he smashed most of Liao emissary's skill with one palm, and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood and fainted on the platform.

From then on, he restrained his dream of the world, put on his official robe and became a courtier.

……

……

A month later.

Liao was in civil strife, and the Western Jin Dynasty decided to take the opportunity to take the initiative.

Qi Yuan, of course, also came to the battlefield as the chief General.

The two armies were at war, and the battlefield was in chaos. There was a roar in my ears and blood in front of my eyes.