"Fenglou Twelve Spring is shallow?"

Yes, when she met him for the first time, the autumn thunder roared, the rain was pouring down, in the tea house, when he reported to his home, there was indeed an old man who saw him and was very happy and amazed, and said: "Fenglou Twelve Spring is shallow! Lang Jun is a camel willow Fenghan?"

It's just that one of them is the evil and unscrupulous young master of Ningchuan, and the other is a famous Hui camel on the top of the Hui. One is arrogant and arrogant, and the other is alone and has no place to return. Who would have thought that there would be a connection between these two people? These are things that others would not dare to think of. If you really think about it, it can be said to be a fantasy.

However, he actually said that he was both Feng Qianlou and Liu Fenghan.

Hearing this, Zhou Rushui was speechless.

These two people, one was the enemy who wanted to kill her and cut her off, and the other was her confidant with her life, but in the end, they were the same person. Zhou Rushui suddenly felt that she had been deeply rooted in this river pond of fate, When the wind was calm, the fish in this pond were sinking to the bottom of the water, she was unconscious, and she felt fine. Now, the wind is blowing, the wind and waves are flying, and the fish in the river pond have turned out, and she can only face the stunned and dazed again and again.

Suddenly, she no longer dared to approach Liu Fenghan. Looking at Liu Fenghan's narrow black and beautiful eyes, she no longer felt the handsomeness of the man in front of her, she just gave birth to a fear deep in her heart from the bottom of her heart, that fear came from the fact that he forced her to die again and again, and from the fact that he said from the beginning that she was born against the sky and was a real demon.

She shook her head, shook her head again, subconsciously, she was a little embarrassed and wanted to take a few steps back, but she was trapped in this smoky mist, there was no escape, and the scent of blood and lotus flowers was surging around, it was so fragrant, but it was also so cruel. Seeing that he couldn't move and couldn't get out of the mist, Zhou Rushui suddenly smiled, this smile was extremely bright, and Liu Fenghan was stunned, and fear rose in his heart for no reason. He seemed to see that the only girl in the world who could not abandon him and look directly at him slowly walked away from him.

He almost subconsciously spoke, and he whispered to Zhou Rushui: "I will protect you, don't be afraid of me." It's just that this voice is too light, Zhou Rushui didn't hear it clearly, but when he saw his mouth open and close, he muttered silently, I don't know what to say. She stared at his lips tightly, and in shock, little by little in her mind, her appearance coincided with Feng Qianlou.

Under the dark night, the twilight was heavy, and when Zhou Rushui was shocked and hesitant, an even more shocking scene happened.

In the distance, a horn suddenly sounded, and the sound became louder and louder. Then, the Wei soldiers who were slowly coming to the south gate stopped, and then, the fire in the Wei soldiers was extinguished, and more than 1,000 people disappeared in the night, as if they had disappeared, and no sound was made again.

Under the night sky, there was a dead silence. Above the city gate, all the soldiers were extremely vigilant because of this different kind of dead silence, and even the calm Ru Ah Da couldn't help but make a sound, and muttered in a low voice: "What is this doing?"

At this moment, the candle flame in the Wei army's camp lit up again, but this time, it was like the sky and the earth suddenly changed color, the winter cold dissipated, and the spring warmth ushered in. However, in the blink of an eye, the Wei military flags that were still fluttering in the Wei army formation fell to the ground one after another, and were thrown at their feet like rags, to be trampled on. The flags waving in the air are scattered, and on them, they are the family crests of the Song family of Qiu County and the Wang family of Langya.

Under the firelight, the family crest of the Song family and the Wang family fluttered with the flag in the night wind, and in the military formation, the bow/crossbowmen who were in the front retreated, first a black horse hurriedly came out, this person was wide in all directions, wearing an official uniform, and quickly swept over Zhou Rushui behind Liu Fenghan, and then saw the arrow that was deeply inserted in the mud on the side, just one glance, the eyeballs were about to burst out of the sockets, and he was busy stopping in front of the city gate in fear, raising the half-faced tiger talisman in his hand and hurriedly shouted above the city gate: " Ah, you idiot, the tiger charm is here, open the city gate quickly!"

This person is Song Ji who Ah Da Xun invited to invite, Song Ji came to Pengcheng to take office, did everything himself, never slack, the soldiers in the city knew his person when he heard his voice, and then listened to him angrily called Ah Da fool, all of them chuckled in their hearts, and the straight road was bad. Looking at Xie Yongqing, whose face turned pale suddenly and wanted to lift an arrow, he was also puzzled. This time, no one allowed Xie Yongqing to move, especially the soldier who recognized Zhou Rushui and was deceived by her, the soldier rushed forward directly, and pressed Xie Yongqing under him, while saying, "Offended!" while handing over the bow/crossbow in her hand.

On the other end, Wang Yuxi followed Song Ji and stepped forward, white robe and jade belt, dignified and lonely, obviously lost a lot of weight, but he sat high on horseback, and still exuded an indescribable majestic bearing. When he rode his horse, no one was impressed by his demeanor, that is, Xie Yongqing, who was full of despair and knew that his time was numbered, and when he saw his immortal appearance again, there was also an indescribable heartbeat for a moment. She suddenly remembered a long, long time ago, she and Langya Wang San were just living next to each other, how they were not the supreme gateway of the Xie clan of Chenjun who rode gracefully, dressed and footed, talked and laughed, and had no white Dong, but now, where was she? Why did she have a cloud and mud difference from them? Separated from the river and Han? Why did she fall into such a miserable situation? Thinking of this, Xie Yongqing came from sorrow, and suddenly he had no fighting spirit, and burst into tears.

Under the city gate, Zhou Rushui's eyes were also wet, she raised her eyes towards Wang Yuxi, and saw his gaze passing shallowly across her face, and when she turned her eyes, she fell on Liu Fenghan, and she stared deeply on his face, and for a moment, she evoked a smile. This smile sets off his face under the night to be exceptionally handsome, and between the eyebrows, the leisurely mystery that is always surging is also fascinating. But there was no wave in his eyes, so his smile was gentle on the surface, but there was an endless murderous intent inside, so he heard him say slowly: "Senior brother, we haven't seen each other for a long time." ”

The changes in front of him have already made Feng Qianlou's expression change and change, and when he saw Wang Yuxi really appear in front of him, his eyes were gloomy, but his heart was very complicated, and he didn't know whether to be happy or sad?

He deeply understood that if those thousands of soldiers were really Wei soldiers, even if he was proficient in trickery, knew secret arts, and had strange skills to succeed, but he alone, even if he could survive for a while, he could not survive overnight. Now, Wei Bing is fake, and it is Wang Yuxi who comes, and the lives of him and Zhou Rushui have really been saved. However, the secret of his Ningchuan City's theft of the treasure house of the Zhou State has been known to the Xia Kingdom, and his identity is also exposed to others, and it is difficult to hide it, he is really at the end of his rope.

Staring at the smile on Wang Yuxi's lips, he couldn't hide his anger, he was unwilling, he longed to have it, how could he not know that this was a game. Then he sneered, stared at Wang Yuxi with a cruel look in his eyes, and said bluntly: "Senior brother is a good plan, this is to send me to death with his own hands!

Hearing this, Wang Yuxi just looked at him lightly, his eyes were like water in the ancient Tan, revealing the ultimate tranquility and the ultimate compassion, he was obviously a person in the bureau, but he was like staying out of the matter, not moving like a mountain: "So, I won't kill you." ”

Feng Qianlou squinted at his words, sneered, and reprimanded: "You naturally don't need my life, but if you don't kill me, I will die because of you!"

When the master was dying, he forced them to make a blood oath, the Tao is the change of the world, and his brother and sister are like brothers and sisters, and they must not kill each other. If this oath is violated, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed. So he knew that Wang Yuxi might be an obstacle in front of him in one day, and he always took a detour to avoid his life. Now Wang Yuxi's words, how is it not the Tao, he will never kill him with his own hands. However, the big lie has been revealed, and all he can see in this world is the entire wasteland, covered with mountains and seas of blood, and only death.

In the face of such a question, Wang Yuxi's bottomless eyes looked at him quietly, and his posture was still extremely calm, like a fairy like the moon. He turned over and dismounted, and stood in front of him, his thin white lips moved slightly, like the frost on the mountain that has not melted for thousands of years, and he said word by word: "You are dead, and you are also dying because of greed." I have long advised you that things in the world are always profitable, and sometimes it is better to stop in moderation. However, if you insist on going your own way, you are going in the opposite way from me. The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other. The winner is king, the loser is the villain, that's all. ”

"The winner is the king, and the loser is the villain?" Feng Qianlou was stunned, and slowly repeated Wang Yuxi's words, his dark pupils were mixed with a touch of scarlet, and the jade flute in his hand was pointed directly at him, and his hoarse tone revealed a cruel killing intent, and he resolutely said: "Do you know that if I extinguish your soul lamp, you will also die!"

"Then you're breaking your oath. Hearing this, Wang Yuxi's expression was very light, it was a kind of indifference that was accustomed to the wind and waves, saw through the world, and would not easily change color.

"Ha-ha-ha!" Feng Qianlou laughed out loud at his words, and he raised his face to look at the night sky of Hesse, and at the starry fire in front of the city gate not far away. Suddenly, he felt an indescribable relief, his dark eyes looked at Wang Yuxi again, his expression was full of arrogance and disdain that he did not want to hide, and he asked him lazily: "When did you doubt my identity?"

Wang Yuxi paused, his eyes slid to Zhou Rushui, stared at her, and said expressionlessly: "Since you appeared beside her." ”

"Just that?" Feng Qianlou followed his gaze and looked back, his gaze was also fixed on Zhou Rushui's body, he looked at her with mixed feelings, and couldn't help but approach her, stretched out his hand, his palm was attached to the blood-colored mist, and gently stroked it, as if caressing her face.

Because of his movements, Wang Yuxi squinted his eyes slightly, and the palm behind his back was tightly pinched, and he said almost impatiently: "You are too anxious." ”

"When I first met her, I didn't have any bad intentions. Liu Fenghan withdrew his palm attached to the mist, and when he said this, his focused gaze always fell on Zhou Rushui, his eyes were full of true feelings, he stared at Zhou Rushui and continued: "In my life, I have never been able to show people with a straight face, even if I show people, I am just a pawn trader under the fence. When I was a shallow building, they feared me and respected me. When I was Liu Fenghan, no one would look at me directly. She is so beautiful, so bright and gentle, obviously in a high position but never thinks very highly of herself, she can be with Liu Fenghan, cooking wine and tea, and selling goods. Obviously born against the sky but never retreated, even when he saw the wind shallow building, the strength in his bones never dispersed. I watched her desperate, unstoppable, tall but clear, fragile and strong. The more I look at it, the more I love it, and the more I love it. So although I hated Zhou people, I loved her like a fascination. Feng Qianlou wanted to kill her once, and Liu Fenghan wanted to save her once. It's better to be entangled and returning, than to be simple now. At this point, he finally turned his face, smiled at Wang Yuxi, and said calmly: "I want to thank my senior brother, so that I can finally unload this burden, and I don't have to be bound to this dark past for the rest of my life." ”

After saying this, he let out a long sigh, looked in the direction of Ningchuan City, looked at Wang Yuxi, and said leisurely: "If Senior Brother can't kill me, I'll leave." After speaking, without waiting for Wang Yuxi to answer, he stepped forward, took his old horse, turned over, and the full open-mindedness of his posture was really chic.

Looking at his back as he was leaving, Wang Yuxi knew clearly in his heart that he had already understood his choice, and finally confirmed his own conjecture. His eyes drooped slightly, the sharpness in his eyes was dissipated, and only mildness was left between his eyebrows, and it was only after a while that he finally opened his lips, the voice was hoarse, low, mixed with indescribable complexity and pity, he stared at the back of Feng Qianlou and said: "You are my fellow disciple, no matter where you die, I will recover the bones for you." ”

Hearing this, Feng Qianlou raised his lips, turned his face, and showed a smile at Wang Yuxi, which was full of bitterness, but also full of sincerity. They have been friends for years, they are the same door and they are hostile, they have never revealed their hearts like this, they have never been so communicative with each other. But now, it is not in vain that he has fought with him all his life.

He smiled and nodded, smiling and biting his finger again. The blood was like a bead of blood in his hand, and with a flick of his flick, the bead of blood flew into the mist that trapped Zhou Rushui, and between Zhou Rushui's eyebrows, a brilliant blood lotus bloomed on her white and tender skin.

He looked at Zhou Rushui, didn't blink his eyes for a long time, and only after a moment did he raise his smile and shouted at her very happily and wantonly: "Ru sister-in-law, I want you to see something! Don't forget me, I really want to be your face!"

Zhou Rushui covered his hot eyebrows in astonishment, and fainted in a groggy state, only to see his back getting farther and farther away, his voice becoming more and more ethereal, and he seemed to be singing: "Today's music must not be forgotten." Happiness is not young, and it is often late for happiness. The years passed, and suddenly they flew away. What is self-suffering, which makes my heart sorrowful. ”

What is self-suffering, which makes my heart sorrowful.

Makes my heart grieved.