The rumors of the outside world, the cold eyes of others, she turned a deaf ear, Tantai has always been such a person, and if she chooses the direction, she will go on without hesitation.

She sat in the middle and high-level positions of the military academy at a young age, relying not only on strength, but also on the strength of the beginning of the Taichu, but what everyone doesn't know is that the beginning of the Taichu also has an indestructible and powerful heart, and the thunderous faith supports her through the ups and downs along the way, and her role and loyalty are always unswerving to the death.

Many people waited to see her jokes, wanted to see her hysterical and useless decadent appearance, but no, after waking up, just sat calmly on the bed, looking at the bleak autumn scenery outside the window, only a sad lack of moon reflected her cold face.

She can afford as much praise as she can.

Zhan Tang stood outside the door, his fingers holding the handle trembled slightly, all kinds of emotions rolled in his heart, his eyes were red, his expression was full of worry, and he tried his best to control and regulate his emotions.

He and Tantai Chu acquaintance, acquaintance, companionship to love, ups and downs along the way, no one knows her temperament better than him, at this time, she categorically does not want to see herself like this.

Zhan Tang took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, and when his emotions calmed down slightly, he began to squeeze the handle with his hand, and the slight sound did not alarm Tan Taichu, Zhan Tang gently closed the door with his backhand.

Silently staring at the beginning of the mountain, Zhan Tang knew what it meant for the destruction of the Sword Mansion and the breaking of the Natal Spirit Sword, and the beginning of the sword also knew that as a sword cultivator, no one knew better than her what these two meant to a sword cultivator.

Her hands clutched the sheets tightly, and there were no tears in her eyes looking at the waning moon, but it was even more sad, and Zhan Tang seemed to see blood flowing from her heart, drop by drop, drop by drop......

Once the sergeants are irreversibly injured on the battlefield and affect their future operations, there is only one outcome waiting for them - retirement, or transfer to logistics, or be assigned positions by the military academy, the best assignment is to go to the Tianguan Mansion, no matter which one it is, it means that the soldier must leave the battlefield he has fought for many years.

Although she is amazingly talented, she is no longer able to become a qualified soldier for the military academy.

Military academies have always been a gentle and cruel place.

The hard-hit Yutai Chu has no chance of being left behind, but according to her contribution to Ukikiri, she will definitely be assigned a good job after retiring.

It's just that, it's not what Taichu really wants...... Zhan Tang thought so, stretched his face, his lips were tightly pursed into a line, without showing any abnormality, he slowly walked to the front of the first bed of the platform, sat down, his gentle gaze was fixed on the pale face of the beginning of the platform, his slender fingers attached to her cheeks, and there was a pool of spring water in his eyes, and there was no wind and no wind.

"Ah Chu, I will always be with you. His tone was extremely slow, a little less youthful sharpness of his first acquaintance, and more stable and firm, with a certain power to calm people's hearts.

The hand holding the quilt tightened and loosened, his eyes moved from the window to Zhantang, the corners of his pink lips trembled, and he finally didn't say a word, his hands were withdrawn from the quilt, his body leaned forward slightly, wrapped around Zhantang's waist, and buried his head firmly in Zhantang's arms.

Zhan Tang hugged her and hugged her thin and thin body tighter, and suddenly, Zhan Tang felt the wetness on the side of his neck and the slight and forbearance of sobs at the beginning of the stage - her future road was destined to be bumpy and cruel.

Under the old leaves of Qiutong, the cold dew and the new geese fly, the two of them snuggled up to each other, silent for a long time, but the heart was unprecedentedly close.

After years of companionship, the heart will not melt.

Most of the time is fleeting, summer has come, and the trees are verdant and leafy.

She stood alone on the high platform, looking down at the cultivation ground below, on the cultivation ground was a group of energetic young people, under the supervision of the teacher was carrying out intense training, the summer sun sprinkled the golden light all over the earth, nourished the grass and trees in the mountains, dotted the shade of the riverside, and also decorated the dreams of countless people.

Tan Taichu put his hands in his sleeves, plain green shirt, the breeze blowing, his clothes flying, like an immortal in the clouds, his eyebrows and eyes are clear and beautiful, he purses his lips tightly, and he doesn't say a word, but his eyes that have always been calm show a somewhat complicated look.

She stood in place for a long time, until the sun set, Zhan Tang finished dealing with the matter at hand and arranged the aftermath of the soldiers who died in battle, and then she had time to come to see her.

On the high platform, Zhan Tang clearly saw that the beginning of the platform was isolated in the sunset, looking at the bustling and lively cultivation ground, when the last afterglow of the sunset became cool, the sunset mercilessly crushed the dusk and slipped into the dark night.

At the beginning of the day, the whole person seemed to be immersed in the sun, a world of its own, and she used the glimmer of the day to resist the invasion of the night.

Zhan Tang's expression moved slightly, and he stepped forward, looking at the military academy dotted with lights from afar, standing side by side with her.

On a quiet summer night, lily of the valley and epiphany bloom under the moon, the refreshing dark fragrance blows through the heart, and the swaying moon shadow sets off the flowers like an ethereal dream, hazy, mysterious and unpredictable.

Tonight's moonlight is extremely beautiful, the flowers are also beautiful, but they are not as good as the woman in front of one ten-thousandth of the fragrance, Zhan Tang once saw such a sentence in the book, upstairs to see the mountain, the city to see the snow, the lamp to see the moon, the boat to see the xia, the moon to see the beauty, another situation, I didn't know the meaning at the time, today I see it, I know what it means.

At the beginning of the day, she wore a lotus-blue wide-sleeved long skirt, with black hair in a Lingxu sky bun, dancing with the night breeze, a beauty under the moon, Zhong Lingyu was beautiful, ethereal and dusty, and the color was empty.

The gate of the Military Academy was glowing with a cold and cold blue in the moonlight, Zhan Tang stood in front of the door, and the military uniform of the Military Academy with a unified black and gold theme made him wear a bit of a plain and neat Tsinghua feeling.

Zhan Tang and Tan Tai Chu's ten fingers interlocked, and after a long time, Tan Tai Chu slowly let go of his hand and said softly: "I should go." ”

Her palms are not soft and delicate, but have a thin layer of calluses, which are even a little rough to the touch, but Zhan Tang thinks these hands are very beautiful, because the owner of these hands is very strong, every callus on her hand is a medal, and every blood bubble is a testimony of her bravery, selflessness, and courage to kill the enemy, and it is the embodiment of her belief in faithfully protecting her home and country.

Zhan Tang only felt that the warmth in his hand gradually slipped away, he trembled, wanted to grab her hand, and the action of Zhan Taichu was faster, Zhan Tang finally only grabbed her sleeve, Zhan Taichu raised his eyes, and looked at Zhan Tang quietly, a pair of clear eyes reflected the bright first quarter moon in the night sky, his back was as tall as a pine, and the whole person was like a plum blossom standing proudly in the cold wind, not alarming the wind, but with an iron heart.