Time flies, and fourteen years pass in a flash. Le Yiyang remembered that his parents were separated from his yin and yang, and a sad feeling hit his chest and couldn't help but sigh softly. Xiao Cuixin was snuggling in the arms of her lover carefreely. Suddenly she heard his sigh, so she stood up and asked, "Brother Yang, what are you thinking?"

Le Yiyang suddenly came to his senses, looked at the bare forest, and said lightly: "I remembered the days I was with my parents when I was a child." Xiao Cuixin knew very little about his life experience. When he saw him mention it, he asked curiously: "Who are uncle and aunt? Where are they now?" Le Yiyang felt sad in his heart and said with tears in his eyes: "My sister Xiao, my parents are Anxi Marquis of the Tang Dynasty. They were killed in Daizhou more than ten years ago."

After hearing this, Xiao Cuixin silently held Le Yiyang with her hands, and after a long time, she said, "Brother Yang, I'm sorry, I don't know that my uncle and aunt are no longer alive." Le Yiyang closed his eyes and choked up and said, "My sister Xiao, don't blame you. If the war in the world does not stop, I don't know how many orphans like us in the world are still there."

The Khitan army invaded Kaifeng, burned, killed and plundered along the way, and thousands of ordinary people died in war. Le Yiyang turned himself to others and hated the war initiated by the Khitan.

Le Yiyang clenched his fists tightly and looked towards the direction of the Khitan camp. The Qingyun Xuankong Sword on his body seemed to have inspiration and actually buzzed in the scabbard. Seeing this, Xiao Cuixin was a little scared and said, "Brother Yang, what do you want to do?" Le Yiyang tried hard to calm himself down and said calmly: "My sister Xiao. I am going to break into the Khitan camp tonight, and I will take Yelu Deguang's life if I say anything."

After hearing this, Xiao Cuixin was so scared that she took a few steps back and asked repeatedly: "You want to kill your uncle? Why do you do this?" Le Yiyang said coldly: "Sister Xiao, Yelu Deguangfeng, you are the princess, are you really willing to let go of your hatred?" Of course, Xiao Cuixin knew that the death of her parents was closely related to her uncle, but she could not accept the reality that her fiancé was going to assassinate her uncle.

At this time, there were only Le Yiyang and Xiao Cuixin in the mountains and forests. The cold north wind blew from the bare trees, blowing their dresses up. A seventeen-year-old boy looked at the girl who had just turned sixteen and felt uncomfortable no matter what.

After a long time, Le Yiyang said, "My sister Xiao, you are my fiancée, you should listen to me. Shoot the horse first, and capture the thief first. Yelu Deguang will never die, and there will be peace in the Central Plains." Xiao Cuixin shook her head and said with tears in her eyes: "No, my uncle is my relative, I will not allow you to assassinate him." Le Yiyang said in a righteous voice: "My sister Xiao, if it weren't for Yelu Deguang's troops to Daizhou, how could my parents die in the frontier back then? I have to avenge this hatred for public and private."

At this time, a sudden strong wind blew, and the entire forest was shrouded in darkness. The little white horse screamed and quickly ran behind Le Yiyang. Le Yiyang didn't know what happened, so he quickly jumped to pick up his fiancée, and then sat steadily on the little white horse. Xiao Cuixin was so scared that she was trembling all over, leaning tightly on her lover's back, and her eyes kept looking around.

Half an hour later, the black fog showed no sign of dissipation. The little white horse slowly moved forward in the dim mountains and forests, making a long sound from time to time. Le Yiyang held the reins and the Qingyun Sword, always vigilant against sudden attacks.

The Qingyun Sword was still shaking constantly, and Le Yiyang quickly used his true energy to suppress it. But after a while, the Qingyun Sword began to buzz again. Le Yiyang was secretly frightened, but he had no choice but to do anything about it.

Xiao Cuixin was leaning on her fiancé's back, feeling that the other party's body was getting colder and colder. She asked quickly, "Brother Yang, are you okay?" Le Yiyang was concentrating on his work. Suddenly, he heard her words, and quickly vomited blood, indicating that she should not speak out. Xiao Cuixin didn't know the reason, but when she saw this situation, she felt a little wrong in her heart.

After walking for several miles, the black fog gradually dissipated and the forest gradually widened. When the little white horse saw the bright road, his eyes shone brightly and ran quickly. In just two hours, he left the forest.

Xiao Cuixin found that Le Yiyang's body was gradually warming, and Qingyun Sword stopped making any sound. The stone in his heart had just landed on the ground and asked, "Brother Yang, are you getting better?" Le Yiyang seemed to have returned from purgatory and said listlessly, "My essence has been sucked away a lot, and now his skills are not as good as before." After hearing this, Xiao Cuixin opened her eyes wide and immediately took the reins from his hand, causing the little white horse to stop.

Before the little white horse could stop, Le Yiyang fell from the horse's back. Xiao Cuixin ignored her danger and jumped off the little white horse and rolled over to Le Yiyang's side. She gently patted Le Yiyang's shoulder with her hand, attached it to his ear and said, "Brother Yang, Brother Yang, are you going to wake up quickly?"

No matter how Xiao Cuixin shouted, Le Yiyang remained motionless. Although Xiao Cuixin looked at her unconscious fiancé, she was anxious, but she was at a loss. After half a stick of incense, Le Yiyang showed no sign of awakening, and his face became more and more purple and blue.

Xiao Cuixin sat beside him, remembering what had just happened, and said to himself: "Although that forest is evil, I am safe and sound. Perhaps it is because of the heavy yin energy. Brother Yang is a young man with strong blood and is angry just now, so the yang energy in his body is even heavier. Therefore, when the yin energy comes, Brother Yang will be seriously injured. How can he wake up now?"

The little white horse turned around Le Yiyang for a few times, then yelled again, pressing his head to his chest, and scattering his neat clothes. Xiao Cuixin didn't know what the little white horse wanted to express, so she gently moved its head away with her hands. The little white horse seemed a little angry, shook her head and walked away without chewing, but her eyes were still staring at Le Yiyang's chest.

Xiao Cuixin murmured, "Little White Horse, do you want your master to get better quickly, right? Am I not the same?" She muttered while tidying up Le Yiyang's clothes with her hands. Suddenly, her hand seemed to be touched by something, and she quickly retracted from Le Yiyang's body.

Seeing this, the little white horse roared happily.

Xiao Cuixin frowned and said, "What's so evil?" She carefully reached into Le Yiyang's arms, took out something wrapped in a handkerchief, opened it and saw that it was a few red pills that smelled fishy. Xiao Cuixin threw the handkerchief to the ground, then quickly covered her mouth, but she couldn't help but vomited.
Chapter completed!