Yang Beihan’s question was not answered in the end.

It’s not that Qingqing doesn’t want to answer him, but that Qingqing cannot answer. Whether Zhang Chu is dead or alive is not that she can decide, and even her senior brother can’t decide.

Besides, this is not a problem she should worry about.

In his own camp, there is Zhang Chu's younger brother.

Zhang Lan was more worried about this issue than her and had a say. However, Qingqing did not tell Yang Beihan about some things, and she really couldn't bear to continue to attack this old man who had lost a lot.

Zhang Chu, probably maybe he is dead.

There is something wrong with the holy fire that Shiyin gave him.

You Wuming also felt this. After the Battle of Lin'an, it was proof of Hua Qing and Zhang Lan that the holy fire was even more explosive, greedy, and harder to control.

While it brings powerful power to Zhang Chu, it will also burn his life, just like the best firewood, burning to the end without leaving a trace of embers.

Even Zhang Chu himself has a great possibility that he knows this secret.

But he did not choose to stop, but let the flames burn their body and life, chasing the dazzling, short-lived light when it sprinkled in the sky.

"He has been very famous in the south recently. He has occupied most of the majority of Jiangxi, Guangdong and Guangxi, Fujian, and even Xiaoxiang. He has also gathered the remaining forces of the Zhao family in those places under the banner of revenge for Zhao Ming."

On the vast grassland adjacent to the river bend, Qingqing rode a horse and said to the silent worry around her:

"He made up his mind to establish the rule of the northern country in the south, then merge with Yanjing, march from both sides, and completely defeat our great Chu in the front line of Guanzhong in the Central Plains.

He really had a good plan. If the senior brother had not made arrangements in advance, he would have died of sin this time."

"Brother Zhang Chu, want to unify the world, fight against Penglai."

You Wuming used his only remaining right hand to grab the reins of the horse and followed Qingqing.

There was a straight bladed sword in the aristol, named Heisha. It was once a famous sword in the town sect of the Lieutenant Sword Sect of Jiuquan. It was used once by Yang Beihan, but now it has fallen into You Wuming's hands again.

Although the young man lost one hand, his intention to ask the knife was still there, and he knew that the knife was not bad.

The Blood Sea Demon Art and a sword technique are still there, even if they are lost, they will greatly reduce the power of the Demon Sword, but that is only for opponents of the same level.

With his lifeless sword technique, even if he loses his left hand, he can still walk sideways in the world.

"If he really wants to fight Penglai, he should join forces with his senior brother!"

Qingqing said very dissatisfied:

"When Lin'an, I stand by and watch, and want to reap the benefits of the fisherman, Zhang Chu said it nicely, saying that he wanted to dominate the world, but look at what he did, his cleverness has not changed much at all."

"If so, no, Shen Qiu and Zhang Chu, have been unified and the world will be in power."

You Wuming couldn't tell Qingqing, so he kept silent for a few breaths, and then said again.

Qingqing did not immediately refute this time.

She looked at a winding river flowing through the grassland in the distance, and the camps on the grassland further away. As a gust of wind blows towards her, she closed her eyes comfortably and let the wind blow on her cheeks.

"What you said is actually very problematic. If you don't have a senior brother, Zhang Chu would not have gone to Suzhou, and would not have suffered setbacks and failures under the swords of Senior Brother and Shangui, nor would he restrain his initial arrogance.

If it continued to develop according to that situation, he would have died long ago because of his high expectations.

I know that Zhang Chu is in your heart, just like the position of senior brother in my heart, so I don’t persuade you to betray him, but you must also admit that senior brother and Zhang Chu have mutual influence.

They are like natural opponents in fate.

Without Zhang Chu, senior brother might not have the ambition to reach the top.

Without a senior brother, Zhang Chu would have been just a small sect leader who was in a peaceful place throughout his life, and he would not have achieved most of the world today."

Qingqing grabbed her braid, turned her head, and said to You Wuming:

"You won't even deny this, do you?"

You Wuming shook his head, and his blue eyes that would never turn red became more melancholy.

During these days, Chen Qiu allowed him to follow Qingqing, mainly other heroes, who were all practicing hard in Lin'an and couldn't find time to protect Qingqing.

Fighting for the world is very important, but if you don’t defeat Penglai, everything is false.

Chen Qiu was worried about the martial arts of other loyalists who could find time, so he chose Wuming after picking them.

Chen Qiu thought he was reliable, and Qingqing thought so too.

But You Wuming is very entangled.

He seemed to have grown from a simple young man to a worried young man overnight, and even his chin was covered in sighs.

After throwing the magic knife down, his body, which was originally as thin as skinny, gradually became solid. Although it was still like a thin bamboo pole, now he had some flesh on his face and was no longer as malnourished as before.

But he was even more silent.

Just beside Qingqing, he would say a few words, and in front of outsiders, he was silent like a dull gourd.

Qingqing treated him as an escort, and You Wuming didn't refuse. After all, he had made a decision in the battle of Lin'an, and he did not resist this kind of life at the moment.

"I saw you practicing knife yesterday."

Qingqing changed the topic, took a look at Yu Wuming's missing left arm, looked at the knife in his aristolova, and said:

"Is your knife OK? Do you want me?"

As soon as he said this, he followed Qingqing on a horse, curiously looking at the birds on the vast grassland, and then raised his head and said:

"No, the three suns and moons cannot be used by nobility, this is a tradition!"

"You're talking too much."

Qingqing glared at the birds, and was helpless.

Indeed, the famous Three Suns and Moons is quite useful, but its symbolic significance is much greater than that of actual significance. This is considered a proof of the alliance between the two countries, and it is indeed a bit unimportant to hand it over to a warrior.

Qingqing said again:

"In the coming year, Xiao Tie breaks the Holy Volcano and takes back Shiyin, and lets her use the Holy Fire to reshape your broken limbs, or you will go back to Lin'an and temper your body with spiritual energy.

The senior brother said that as long as it is tempered to a certain extent, it is possible to regenerate the broken limbs.”

"No, over there."

You Wuming shook his head and said:

"Just, protect you. Someone is coming in front of you."

Indeed, someone came in front of him. A grassland cavalry were running from a distance, with loose formations, each carrying war bows and wearing golden leather armor, with a number of about five or six hundred.

Several knights held battle flags with a goshawk painted on them. It was the royal military flag that once trembled the grasslands by Yanji Khan, and it was also the tribal flag of Yanwei Khan.

Seeing them coming, Li Weiguo, who was wearing red armor and fanged masks behind him, shouted, "The Five Hundred Tiance Jingqi also dispersed forward and formed a formation to meet the enemy."

Li Weiguo, holding a Liquan spear, stepped forward a few steps, led his personal soldiers to protect Qingqing.

This place was holding the black flag of the Great Chu, flirting in the wind, and the soldiers were majestic and awe-inspiring, and the grassland soldiers were also bold.

Relying on their skillful bows and horses, they rushed to the front of the Tiance Army a hundred steps before pulling the reins tightly.

After the originally loose formation stopped, it also formed a charge array arrow.

Qingqing nodded repeatedly when she saw this scene. She had also seen the world and fought in battle. The equestrians of these grassland people are truly unparalleled in the world. They are wild enough. They are rebellious and are indeed heroes of the grassland.

With a desolate horn, the warriors of the Golden Tent rode their horses to the sides, making way for the nobles.

In Qingqing's gaze, Yan Weihan rode a white horse without any color and also wearing golden leather armor and walked out of the crowd. The child grew much taller than three years ago and had a beard, very mature.

It seemed to be beaten by the rough wind on the grassland, and it had become a real man. His eyes were much sharper than the boy wearing a felt hat, just like a goshawk soaring in the sky.

Behind him, a little red horse followed, and a woman immediately sat.

Wearing a veil, wearing traditional grassland clothes, a slender figure, holding a horse whip, and also showing a heroic posture. This should be Yan Weihan's wife and the queen of the grassland.

If she looks at her age, she may be a few years older than Yan Weihan.

However, when she made an agreement with Yanwei Khan in Taihang Mountains, Shen Qiu, Shan Gui, Xiao Tie, and Zhang Lan, Qingqing was not there, so she didn't know that the mighty Yanwei Khan in front of her was actually quite down and out back then.

For the life of a jin samurai and to win people's hearts, they had to go to the danger in person.

"After receiving the letter from an old friend, Ben Khan was happy, thinking that the people of the Central Plains were all a group of scammers like foxes. Unexpectedly, there were even real good men like goshawks!"

Yan Weihan rode on the white horse, waved his whip, and shouted to him:

"Where are the old friends in Ben Khan? Why don't you show up to meet?"

"My senior brother is busy killing demons and eliminating demons. He is waiting for old friends, but he cannot get out of here. So I... cough cough, I will be the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is

Qingqing also replied with a voice, driving the war horse under her crotch and walked out of the battle formation. Fei Bi followed her, and You Wuming and Li Weiguo protected each other from the left and right.

Seeing that the person coming was a woman, he even called himself "orphan".

Yan Weihan was also surprised. He turned around and asked his wife in Mongolian. The woman with the veil replied a few times to him, and Yan Weihan nodded.

His expression also became serious.

"Come here, is the daughter of the King of Chu?"

Yan Weihan seemed a little angry, and he shouted:

"Why don't you inform me in advance? This kind of scene is so cold to welcome noble people. If it is spread, it will make people all over the world think that my gold account does not understand the way of hospitality."
To be continued...