The King of Special Warfare

Wang Yuetong recovered very well.

Although there is only half of the potion of immortality that Xia Zhi always has on his body, the powerful vitality contained in it is enough to repair most of the fatal injuries in the shortest time. , the physical condition is even better than before the injury.

But Song Ci, who had been by his side to take care of her for the past few days, saw Wang Yuetong's haggardness.

This emaciation does not originate in the body.

Rather, it is psychological.

She saw Wang Yuetong open her eyes.

Seeing the confusion she showed after waking up, it was a normal reaction after a long period of coma.

That confusion then turned into a void.

Dead, dull, disheartened.

She was lying on the tidy bed, staring at the ceiling with her eyes open, and remained silent for a long time before blinking those eyes that had lost their former vitality.

That's the real void.

No emotions, no thoughts.

When Tang Shi hurried over with Xia Zhi and Lin Fengting, Song Ci was holding Wang Yuetong's hand and talking, but no matter what she said, Wang Yuetong didn't speak, and even his eyes didn't change.

"Aunt."

Seeing Xia Zhi come in, Song Ci stood up and yelled helplessly.

"How about it?"

Xia Zhi's voice was very urgent. No matter how calm she was on weekdays, she was still a mother after all, and she couldn't help but care about her children.

"Consciousness is clear, but refuses to speak."

Song Ci sighed softly: "Her mind is too heavy."

Xia Zhi was stunned for a moment, went to the bed and sat down, looked at the motionless Wang Yuetong, and whispered: "Tongtong..."

Wang Yuetong didn't respond.

Xia Zhi forced a smile, and said softly, "Are you hungry? Get up, take a shower, change your clothes, and let me cook some of your favorite dishes myself, okay?"

Wang Yuetong's eyes moved.

Her black and white but dull eyes blinked and blinked, and tears flowed down silently.

Xia Zhi's smile became more and more forced, all the emotions in his heart were blocked, he forced a smile and said: "Silly girl, you can't talk after sleeping?"

"meeting."

Wang Yuetong said softly.

"Get up, take a shower first, okay? I've been in a coma for several days, and I'm so dirty."

Xia Zhi grasped her daughter's palm with all her might, trembling slightly.

"Can."

Wang Yuetong nodded, tears were still flowing down her cheeks and onto her clothes, but her tone was extremely calm, even a little dead silent.

"What do you want to eat? I'll do it now. You just woke up. Would you like something lighter?"

Xia Zhi touched Wang Yuetong's hair.

Wang Yuetong didn't dodge or dodge, she said quietly: "Anything is fine."

She sat up slowly, reached out and wiped away her tears, got out of bed and said, "I'm going to take a bath."

Before he had time to speak, Lin Fengting coughed and said, "I'll go outside."

Xia Zhi nodded, looking at her daughter's back.

Wang Yuetong's delicate figure was light and airy, without any vitality, like a walking dead.

Xia Zhi sighed softly, dazed.

"Auntie, if Yuetong wants to leave..."

Tang Shi spoke suddenly, a little hesitant.

Song Ci poured Xia Zhi a glass of water in silence, hesitant to speak.

"what you want to say?"

Xia Zhi looked at her with a smile and asked.

Song Ci's physical fitness is very good. She is still slender and exquisite after nearly three months of pregnancy, and her reaction is not strong, but she is pregnant with Beihai Wang's grandson in her belly, no matter how much she pays attention to it.

"without."

Song Ci shook his head: "I'm also thinking about this question. If Yuetong wants to leave, will Auntie let her go?"

When Li Tianlan wanted to forcibly take away the injured Wang Yuetong, it was Lin Fengting who stopped him, but the stopping was not to stop, what Lin Fengting said was to let Wang Yuetong temporarily cultivate in Beihai, but he fully respected her after waking up. choose.

Xia Zhi has no objection to this.

But now that Wang Yuetong has awakened, what should she do next?

Xia Zhi was silent for a long time.

She stood up and looked out the window.

It was still raining outside the window.

Lin Fengting stood in the rain curtain and looked into the distance. Standing in this place with many good memories for him, his figure looked a little lonely.

Xia Zhi thought of the sword that Wang Yuetong pierced into her own chest, shook her head, and said softly: "There is no right or wrong choice, as long as you don't regret it, it is worth it."

Just worth it.

The bathroom door was opened.

After washing, Wang Yuetong dried her hair and changed into a clean off-the-shoulder dress.

"mom."

she yelled.

"sister in law."

She yelled this title twice and gave it to Tang Shi and Song Ci respectively.

During the bath time, her mood seemed to have completely calmed down, and she was no longer in the state of a walking dead, but she still looked a little depressed.

"ah."

Xia Zhi, who was in deep thought, responded and looked at the time: "I forgot to cook, I'll go now."

"No."

Wang Yuetong shook her head, looked at Qiu Yu outside the window, and said softly, "I want to go for a walk."

She combed her short hair and walked to the door.

"Put on your clothes. Don't catch a cold."

Tang Shi trotted over, took off her little coat and put it on for Wang Yuetong: "I'll accompany you."

"Let me walk with her."

Xia Zhi said: "You and Song Ci also take a break, these days have been hard."

Tang Shi froze for a moment, then nodded.

Wang Yuetong let Tang Shi give her a coat on the boat, without saying a word, just walked out quietly.

Lin Fengting turned to look at Wang Yuetong, smiled and waved.

Wang Yuetong called Uncle, and then walked over beside him.

Lin Fengting was a little dazed, exchanged glances with Xia Zhi who was walking behind, and followed silently.

The storm that swept across the North Sea has passed.

The autumn rain was hazy, bit by bit beating on the already ruined Dibing Mountain.

There are very few people in Dibing Mountain today, and the reconstruction progress is relatively slow. When the internal guards come back from the exercise, it will not take long to restore the previous scene.

Wang Yuetong walked silently, without any communication with Xia Zhi and Lin Fengting who were behind her.

Along the broken steps, she walked up to the Xiaoxiong Terrace, and saw the silver moon inserted on the Xiaoxiong Stone.

Under the gloomy sky, the slender blade of the Yinyue Sword still seemed to emit a hazy silver light.

The heart-breaking sword, like a drop of water, trembled slightly in Wang Yuetong's chest, as if responding to Yinyue's sword intent.

Wang Yuetong didn't pay attention to these, she looked at the names carved on the Xiongxiong Stone one after another for a long time.

Under the Xiongxiong stage are the palaces of the Beihai Wang family that have stood for hundreds of years but are now in ruins.

Most of the ruins and wreckage were moved, but a small amount remained in place. The stretches of palaces in the past disappeared, and a large open space was exposed on Dibing Mountain, which was cold and desolate.

Wang Yuetong walked along the ruins step by step.

She walked all over the mountain, but she remained silent.

Below the top of the mountain, the countless flowers and plants of Dibing Mountain are still there. In the hazy autumn rain, the fragrance of flowers is lingering, and it is still a grand sight.

Wang Yuetong walked down the path, passing many enemies.

She went to the sea of ​​flowers that she liked to go to when she was a child, the gazebo where she often played hide-and-seek with Wang Shengxiao and Tang Shi, and the small lake where she was often in a daze alone.

The autumn rain kept falling.

She walked on Dibing Mountain for a long time, almost covering the entire Dibing Mountain.

The top of the mountain, the side of the mountain, the foot of the mountain.

She has been calm and silent almost solemn.

She stared at every corner of Dibing Mountain, and never spoke.

Xia Zhi didn't speak either.

She watched her daughter walk down the mountain, and seemed to know her decision, but she never said much.

"What is Tianlan doing now?"

Walking along the flat mountain road, when he was about to reach the foot of the mountain, Wang Yuetong suddenly asked softly.

Xia Zhi cheered up and said softly: "Old Li's health is failing, it's hard to get through this test. Li Tianlan is now accompanying him in Lin'an. Calculating the time, it will be about two days."

Wang Yuetong's body froze for a moment, and she didn't speak.

Xia Zhi took two steps forward, and said softly, "Do you want to go to Lin'an?"

If Wang Yuetong wants to go to Lin'an, she has no objection. Beihai Wang's going to an important person who is inextricably linked to Li Tianlan at this time will release her own goodwill and at the same time express her sincerity on behalf of Beihai Wang. Yue Tong is the most suitable candidate.

Even if Wang Yuetong stayed by Li Tianlan's side and never came back, Xia Zhi didn't intend to interfere with anything. Wang Yuetong's sword almost left her life on Dibing Mountain. It was not the half of the immortality potion that saved her, but Li Tianlan.

If this is Wang Yuetong's final choice, Xia Zhi has no intention of blocking it.

This is my daughter's own choice.

Just worth it.

"Lin'an?"

Wang Yuetong was silent for a while, and asked, "Why should I go to Lin'an?"

Xia Zhi was a little taken aback, she seemed completely unaware of Wang Yuetong's rhetorical question, she was stunned for a moment, and then said softly: "Li Tianlan..."

"Li Tianlan..."

Wang Yuetong laughed.

Her voice was pure and without any emotion: "He is an enemy, an enemy of Beihai Wang's. He killed so many people in Dibing Mountain. Now his relatives are going to die. Isn't it good for Beihai? Why do I going?"

Lin Fengting frowned, took a deep look at Wang Yuetong, and suddenly said: "You mean..."

"I have nothing to do with him."

Wang Yuetong said quietly.

At this moment, she was unprecedentedly calm.

The decisions made are also unprecedentedly firm.

no problem.

He killed so many people on Dibing Mountain.

She stabbed him with a sword.

During the night of wind and rain, when her long sword resolutely pierced her chest, everything before was over.

She had already died once that night.

What she owed to Li Tianlan has been paid back, and what is still unclear...

Wang Yuetong's eyes were a little dazed.

She suddenly thought of the words he said when he left for the first time when she first met him.

"Then owe it..."

Wang Yuetong smiled.

Li Tianlan does not need to be responsible for her future life.

She no longer needs to be responsible for Li Tianlan.

It doesn't matter whether you are a proud person or a mediocre person, whether you succeed or fail.

It has nothing to do with her.

Lin Fengting frowned tightly, facing this unexpected answer, he suddenly didn't know what to say.

Xia Zhi showed a smile, and she smiled very gratified.

"Tongtong, welcome home."

Her voice was soft and fresh.

Wang Yuetong did not respond to her.

Standing at the foot of Dibing Mountain, she turned her head and stared deeply at the place where she grew up. After a long time, she whispered: "I remember this place."

Xia Zhi blinked his eyes in a daze.

"But here...it doesn't matter to me anymore."

Lin Fengting's expression changed.

Xia Zhi's expression froze suddenly.

Wang Yuetong shook her head and took two steps back, still looking at Dibing Mountain.

Her eyes are not calm, but flashing, all are the shadows of swords, swords and storms that night.

Collapsed ruins, splashed blood, scattered corpses, dazzling sword light.

It was Li Tianlan.

It is also the Wang family of Beihai.

She didn't know how to face the family that raised her since she was a child.

It was as if she didn't know how to face Li Tianlan now.

If you can't face it, let's go.

Wang Yuetong gritted her teeth tightly, and took a look at Xia Zhi.

"mom."

"I'm leaving," she said softly.

She paused and continued, "I won't be coming back."

"Where are you going?"

Xia Zhi's complexion changed drastically.

Wang Yuetong did not answer.

She smiled and waved her hand, turned around slowly in the bleak drizzle, and left the hazy Dibing Mountain.

Clear and light, but no more nostalgia.

At this moment, she is not Li Tianlan's woman.

She is no longer the little princess of the Wang family of Beihai.

She is just Wang Yuetong.

just myself.