Chapter 191, the snow is empty and the horse travels, and the mountain loop turns around and you can't see you

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The sunset has been collected, and a miserable white moon has risen in the mountains, and the dissolving light is sprinkled on the world, and the color is cold every year.

Qi Han returned to Qiancui Lake, and when he came out, he galloped his horse and walked aimlessly.

White flakes of snow fell from the sky, and magpie feathers were like light down, mixed with cold wind, blowing on his face. It made him feel very cold.

At the end of June, there was such a ghostly snowfall that even the heavens were lamenting his suffering......

He didn't know how long he had been riding, but he saw the moon in the middle of the sky, and before he knew it, he came to a majestic mountain and stopped his horse.

I don't know the direction when I move forward, and I don't know where to stay.

He sighed in his heart, raised his head, and looked at the dark sky, the peaks that towered into the clouds, looking tall and majestic. The snow fell on his face, eyes, and eyelashes, and turned into water and moistened his face. Qi Han looked at the mountain peak, his chaotic mind seemed to be touched in some way, he couldn't help but let go of the reins and jumped off the little red horse.

After hesitating in place for a while, he suddenly put his arms around the red horse's neck and rubbed it.

The little red horse hissed softly, and the mouth and nose that spewed hot air sniffed lightly on Qi Han's cold and pale face. Then, it sticks out its moist hot and warm tongue and gently licks and touches his cheeks.

Qi Han couldn't help laughing, hugged its head shaking back and forth, and dropped a gentle kiss on those big black eyes.

One person and one horse, hugging it so quietly for a long time, Qi Han reluctantly let go of it.

He stretched out his hand and patted the neck of the little red horse, put his forehead against the horse's neck, and said in a hoarse and ugly voice, very gently: "Good boy, you will go to find a rich family in the future, raise it in the stable every day, eat some sweet hay, and no longer have to bathe in the rain and wind, and sleep in the open with food and frost...... But don't go to the place of the army, and then go to be a war horse. You can run fast and be clever enough, but after all, there are no eyes and arrows on the battlefield, and there are many dangers......"

He walked around the horse, looked at its graceful and beautiful body, saw the mottled light wounds on the horse's body, and the deep arrow scar on the buttocks, and couldn't help but caress it lightly with his fingers.

"Good horse, you are strong and beautiful, you will be treated well wherever you go, and you will definitely live well. In the future, you and I will be separated, and you will no longer have to suffer with me. ”

After Qi Han finished speaking, he hugged it again, and said, "Go!" and left the red horse and walked to the mountain alone.

The mountain road was narrow and steep, full of weeds and thorns, and it was impossible for horses, and the little red horse seemed to sense the meaning of his master, and suddenly turned his head and rushed over, biting his plain white robe, making a muffled neighing sound, and shaking his head incessantly.

Qi Han smiled dumbly, but there was a sense of reluctance in his smile: "I know, I know." Good horse, you can't bear me. But I have decided to leave these strife, and I will give up even you. ”

When I see the little red horse, I always think of the time when it rode with Jade Snow Dragon, myself and Zhao Yun......

Qi Han's nose and eyes were sour, and from the crossbow machine installed on his arm, he took out a small copper arrow and slashed it on his robe.

In the sound of cracking, the little red horse screamed, opened its big watery eyes, looked at its master in confusion, and its dripping black eyes seemed to be about to cry, and he kept raising his head at the master reluctantly......

However, Qi Han did not stop because of it, he turned around, raised his sleeve and wiped the corners of his eyes, turned around and walked towards the mountain road.

The road was rough, and he stumbled forward along the way, like a drunken man, losing his concentration and motivation. The body swayed, swept over the bushes and trees, and the robe was quickly cut by the thorn branches. His thin clothes were already windy, and Qi Han felt very cold, even colder than the feeling of the cold wind swishing on the horse before.

Perhaps, it's because I was accompanied by a red horse before.

Thinking like this, subconsciously, he wanted to touch Nuan Jue on his chest......

In those extremely dark days, that jade jue had become his spiritual pillar, and he never left his body for a moment. When he was on the verge of collapse, lost his mind, and even wanted to kill himself, it was the light white warm jade, which carried his feelings with Zhao Yun, and was tightly held in his palm, so that he could still feel Zhao Yun's love and feel that he was still alive.

But at the moment, he felt empty.

The mouth of the heart is empty, and the hand stops in mid-air. Only then did he suddenly remember that he had put the jade jue that he would never leave in the forest in the fine house.

Qi Han's breath stagnated, and at the moment when his fingers grabbed the air, he couldn't help but feel a deep sadness.

He thought he wouldn't be in pain anymore. But his heart was throbbing, and he couldn't ignore his feelings. His hand turned to cover his chest, but he didn't seem to feel his faint heartbeat—his heart, as if it was dead, died this evening, died outside Zhao Yun's military tent, and it would never rise and beat again.

As soon as he thought of those words, he felt a heart-rending pain again.

In his mind, the intimate love between Zhao Yun and Gan Chu began to appear...... They hugged each other tightly, kissing, whispering, passionately, rolling, marrying, and having children......

Qi Han's breathing suddenly became rapid, and the bloodshot underside of his eyes was surging out, dyeing his eyes red.

He made a "ho-ho" sound in his mouth, like a wounded beast, humming in pain from his lungs.

He raised his hands and began to pound his head fiercely, trying to expel those illusions from his mind! But when he was imprisoned, he had already become depressed, and he had developed the habit of meditating and fantasizing all day long, and for a while, the illusions were extremely real, as if they had happened in front of him, a living scene, completely irresistible, and inescapable!

He saw Zhao Yun kissing Gan Chu, entangled with her to the death, whispering love in her ear - the Mandarin League oath, as if he had said those love words to himself.

"No...... Don't ......"

In Xu Du, when he was most helpless, he survived by fantasizing about Zhao Yun's slightest. But now, the illusion of Zhao Yun is like a poisonous thread choking his throat, making him unable to breathe.

Qi Han's staggering steps became faster and faster, and in the end he almost ran towards the top of the mountain......

On the top of the mountain, there is a vast mountain wind, and there is a bright moon, shining on the white snow falling in the sky, crystal clean, beautiful as this-

He longed to go there, hoping that the scenery would relieve the depression in his chest and make him open his heart.

He didn't want to be forced into the gloomy fear of dead silence anymore, but looked at the mountains, overlooking the heavens and the earth, and suddenly opened up as far as the eye could see.

He hopes that this mountain wind and snow can wash away all the love, hatred and sorrow in this life.

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The wilderness is silent, the night wind howls, the cold snow, and the depression of early autumn.

Everyone in the Feiyan tribe followed Zhao Yun, and they were still flying happily, laughing and laughing, discussing this strange heavy snowfall. Zhang Yan vaguely guessed in her heart that this snow might be related to Yu Ji, but she couldn't say why. In fact, this snow is caused by Yu Ji and Zuo Ci fighting in the sky above Chaoge, and the white horse and Chaoge are only 100 miles apart, which is affected by the strange scene of snow in June.

Zhao Yunchi was in front, listening to the laughter coming from behind him, but his brows were furrowed, and his heart sank. He had a feeling that something extremely important was leaving him, but he couldn't control it, he couldn't know it......

I feel very uncomfortable. Zhang Yan's words were like a slap in the face, which made him wake up.

Only then did he realize that because he was jealous of Guo Jia, he was blinded by jealousy, frustrated and desperate, and said such heartless and righteous words...... Those words, even if Qi Han didn't hear them, when he thought about it now, he still felt that it was difficult to forgive himself.

In fact, Qi Han's unrighteous things, he always had a trace of doubt in his heart. It's not that I haven't investigated, but I can't find any clues. He had been ill for several months, unconscious, and it was easy to wait until he recovered from his injuries, but another great event happened - so that even Diao Chan was poisoned, Kong Lian was transferred, and Fuyun withdrew his troops, and he could not be traced in time.

In those days when he was injured and sick, he missed Qi Han day and night, resentful and desperate, but he always had a trace of expectation-I wanted to see him again, ask him why he deceived himself? Ask him, what he said at the beginning, how much of those obsessive love were true and how much were false?

But he recuperated from his injuries for three months and stopped at Xiapi, but he never waited for Qi Han, but waited for the killing trap set by Qi Han and Cao Cao! Zhang Ba died because of this, and the people of the Floating Cloud Department were furious, and he could no longer find a reason for Qi Han in his heart...... He still remembers that on the altar of prayer, when Cao Cao shouted "Rest and hurt my son", he was as surprised and frightened as if he had been struck by lightning......

But Zhang Yan said that he rushed from Xudu to Xuzhou, and then from Xuzhou to Henan......

Could it be that he really has any bitter intentions?

With this thought, Zhao Yun's heart felt like he had been pricked by a needle, and he felt a slight pain.

Ru Feng's sword eyebrows furrowed, and his fist gradually tightened the reins. Thinking about this possibility, he felt that his dead heart suddenly came alive, and became turbulent and uncontrollable.

He couldn't hold it back, he urged in his mouth, clamped his legs, and drove the Jade Snow Dragon forward quickly, leaving everyone in the Feiyan Department far behind.

Zhang Yan cursed, whistled lightly, and everyone hurriedly chased after him, but Zhao Yun rode alone like the wind, where could they catch up, seeing him galloping like the wind in the direction of Qiancui Lake!

Zhang Yan shook her head and said in her heart: "Tsk, I can't wait for a moment anymore! 166 Reading Network