Chang Shi waited for Jian Qiushan to leave, and then got off the observation deck and entered the mine to check. The deputy general saw that he was brought by the third prince and did not dare to stop him, so he had to lead the guards to follow closely. Chang Shi entered the mine and did not go deeper, but only watched along the outer perimeter of the mine. At this glance, it was nearly an hour before he and the guards left.

Halfway through, the workers in the copper mine began to change shifts. No one noticed that there was a person who appeared here and there, as if teleporting. The man was dressed in the clothes of a worker, and when he was looked at, he smiled and looked at him. Gradually, the man got closer and closer to the storehouse. People were forbidden to enter within 100 meters around the warehouse, and the guards at the gate saw that the man shouted loudly, and the cheers were only exited, but smoke arose in the seven orifices, and he stood still in a blink of an eye. From a distance, nothing unusual could be seen, and the figure flickered a few times before it disappeared, leaving only the soldiers standing still, and the smell of burnt fire filled the air. In a short time the man came to the door of a huge building, which was two feet high and made of stainless steel, and the man took a step forward and put his back on the gate, and the door gradually turned red, and was melted out of the human-shaped hole.

Entering the door is a deep corridor, many passages are neatly distributed on both sides of the corridor, there are plaques pasted on the crossings, along the walls on both sides of the passage, large and small huts are arranged, and the iron doors are closed, and various signs are engraved on the doors. The man looked around, stopped at a junction, and walked slowly, as if he were walking in his own garden. Walk to the second door and hold out your hand against it.

"Boom" a loud sound, a gate fell at the crossing to seal the passage tightly, the fire lit up, and the lights on the walls on both sides were bright, reflecting the passage as if it was day. At the end of the passage, several figures appeared, a woman in red was stroking the piano on the ground, and five maids in green stood behind her.

The man saw the woman in red's face change: "It turns out that the green girl is here, and she also brought the eldest lady's five-party piano envoy, which really gives the old man enough face." It's just that I don't know how the girl learned that the old man would come here, so that the girl didn't accompany her husband in Tianshui to fight the enemy, but came here to stop the old man. ”

"The world only knows that the fire is made and the lion is good at forging, especially the production of agricultural tools. But I didn't know that Hou Ye was even more of a fire spirit, and his cultivation was one of the few in the Red Fire Clan. The girl in red smiled and said, "No, my general's words said that the Hou Ye came from afar, and the Jian family always had to be greeted." Their father and son have their own important affairs, and the concubines come and go when they have nothing to do. ”

"Haha, good. Knowing the identity of the old man, he still doesn't change his face. The words are simple and evergreen's wife, the head of the moth eyebrows, and the thunderous means. Today it is even more famous. The old man came here for this fire copper, even if he can't take it away today, as long as he can destroy this place, the old man will die without regrets. There is a beautiful woman to make compensation, and life is happy. Come on, don't say more, let's see. ”

Before the words fell, a red big knife appeared in the old man's hand, and he slashed down with a blazing breath. The three fire dragons on their bodies flew towards the iron doors of the surrounding rooms.

"Zheng-" The piano sounded

"Ding Dong—" The lute sounded

At this moment, the old man seemed to be in a killing field, and the black armor general's spear was like a dragon and an arrow, and it was irresistible. The soldiers came out together, and each of them died. The killing machine is pervasive, desolate and tragic. There was another sound of music, like the autumn of the hometown, and the old mother leaned on the door to look forward to the return of her son. The warrior unloads his armor, the horse is put on the South Mountain, and the knees are under the knees, and the family is happy.

In order to solve the problem of mountain sinking, he entered the Central Plains to learn farming and smelting skills since he was a teenager, abandoned the waiting, and started little by little in the mortal dust, and did not return to his hometown once in 40 years, until he succeeded, and occasionally sneaked back to China to pass on his practice, and Chihuohou knew the whereabouts of his uncle. With the red fire waiting for a generation of heroes, they are still crying like children. Now that I listen to the music, I think of the young man who left home, and then look back at his temples like frost, and the old mother left, but he couldn't return, and he was stunned for a while. At this moment, the black armor general's spear had already been stabbed in the chest.

"Okay, a good mustache eighteen beats, straight to the heart. If you can hear this song today, you can have no regrets. The old man stroked his chest and retreated. Fang just received that shot, and although his cultivation was not fatal, his cultivation was a great loss, and it was difficult to leave this place today. Over the years, the old man has never regretted it, but the guilt of his relatives is like maggots attached to the bones. The higher the achievement, the deeper the pain. That's it, that's it, it's better to go back.

"Little girl, you are a genius in the music array, if you can survive the old man's blow today. I will no longer be troubled by you. The old man had no attachment in his heart at this moment, and his figure slowly dissipated. A white lotus flower blooms, and the layers of vibrations gradually open as the flowers gradually open, spreading to all sides. The fluctuations are like a spring breeze, like a mother's gaze, although there is no trace of temperature, but it is intoxicating. The eyes of the five women gradually blurred, like a dream. Lu Qi's heart appeared in her heart over the years, with her husband Mo Ma Saiwai, fighting against Hu Lu. How many good men shed their blood and stay in a foreign land forever. Have they ever regretted it in their hearts? The court is dark, loyal ministers have been wronged, and the husband's family has been repeatedly excluded for their loyalty to the country. Have they ever regretted it? When the two countries were at war, my father went on an expedition with the king and was defeated in Canglan Mountain. Daddy was falsely accused of collaborating with the enemy, and the whole door was beheaded. He has not taken revenge all these years, but has fought on the border. Do you regret it?

The sound of the piano is agitated, like a howl and a cry, full of swords and soldiers, and away from chaos and hatred.

Daddy's protection of the monarch is not just for this one person, the monarch is eloquent and strategic, and the loyal and upright ministers in the court have done a lot. If there is no such person, the traitor will seize power and dictate the government, and the world will be chaotic. Daddy will not regret it.

The husband's family is full of loyalty, how can he endure the turmoil in the court. With Zhou Shuai guarding Qingshan, he can at least keep one side at peace, and he will not regret it in his heart.

The good men are loyal to the country, and behind the Xiongguan are their wives and children, parents, and countless families like them. The moment they fell, they must have seen the smiles of their loved ones. I don't regret it.

Although they have lost their parents and relatives, they seek kindness and gain kindness. Over the years, my father's family has been treated like my own, and my younger brother and sister are attached like mothers. The husband is even more doting and obedient. The soldiers under the tent are of one heart, and the people respect them. Great love is boundless, what more can a husband ask for?

The sound of the piano is sometimes like a galloping horse, and the killing is decisive. Sometimes it is like a chaotic cloud piercing the sky, and the waves are shooting. Sometimes it is like the bright moon on the sea, a wave of thousands of miles. Gradually, the sound of the piano became popular, such as being in the market, selling wine in a restaurant, and having a short family. There are loving mothers calling their children, and they are chasing each other. The wife weaves, and the husband returns. The eyes of the five women gradually became clearer, and the pipa should be harmonious, a prosperous scene. As soon as the white lotus flower entered the market, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was not a single drop. Gradually, the lotus flower was no longer difficult to maintain, and it suddenly dissipated. The old man staggered, and sighed dejectedly, "It turns out that there is no attachment to it, and there is attachment, and there is attachment to it." Tuoba was taught, and from now on there was no fire in the world, so he was willing to follow the girl to be a piano attendant. ”