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Xiang Yiming put down the wine glass in his hand, sat upright on one side without squinting, and spoke slowly.

The man on the bed yawned sideways, looked around the room with half-squinted eyes, and said, "Are you from Yueguo?" ”

"Why do you ask?" Xiang Yiming didn't turn his head, his hands lay on the table and tapped gently.

"The layout of this room has the flavor of Yue Guo, and the window faces south." The man's tone was slightly long, and his eyes were darkened.

Xiang Yiming didn't answer after he finished speaking, just sat like this. The atmosphere between the two turned a little awkward.

After half a ring, the man on the bed turned over, and asked a little melancholy: "You are the guard of the prince of the Yue Kingdom!" ”

"Hmm"

Xiang Yiming nodded, poured some wine into his cup, looked at his swaying shadow in the wine, and asked, "Are you from Yueguo?" ”

When Xiang Yiming asked, the man on the bed was silent for a while, put his hands under his head, and his voice seemed to be mixed with a sigh: "Count it half!"

"Half?"

Xiang Yiming bit these two words, turned his head to look at the man on the bed, and drank the wine in the cup.

"The blood shed belongs to the Yue country, and the memory in my mind is that of the other five countries."

The slightly restrained words spread through the room, and there was an indistractable smile on the corner of the man's mouth.

"What about you? Are you from Vietnam? Why was there silence just now? ”

The man shook his head on the bed, and the drowsiness he felt when he woke up gradually dissipated.

"Half of it!"

The wine in the wine glass was drunk, Xiang Yiming put down the glass in his hand, and his blue eyes flashed.

"Oh!"

The man sighed softly, then laughed instead, and said, "Half? Why? ”

"Ten years of memories are in the country of Vietnam, and my blood flows in forgotten places." Xiang Yiming's hand tapping on the table silently stopped, stood up, and turned to look at the man on the bed.

"Forgotten places? Things are not people! The man on the bed didn't go to see Xiang Yiming, he said in a low voice.

Silent, Xiang Yiming didn't answer him again. Sometimes things and people are like a luxury, and they obviously came back, but they found that the place they used to be belonged to the Five Kingdoms.

"Can you tell me about Yue Guo? I haven't been back for a long time, and I remember that the snow in Los Angeles in winter was extremely small. ”

"Yes."

Xiang Yiming looked at the man's side face, and he felt a little sadness. He turned his face and nodded: "Los Angeles..."

...........

The man under the gray and dark sky, he lowered the brim of his hat, and the snowflakes on it dripped down the water. He looked into the distance, his big gray face obscuring his big face, revealing his deep-set eyes.

Where he came into view, a man in a black coat came from the snow, carrying a huge black knife, but it was cut off and had no point.

When the distance between the two was about ten paces, the man with the giant knife on his back stopped, and a thick voice came from under the brim of his hat: "Qing Xun, I haven't seen you for two years!" ”

"Ink ruler, why are you here? What about the Alliance Leader? ”

The man raised his head, looked at the giant sword on the back of the person opposite, and asked with some regret.

"The prince of Yue has come to Chu State, he has something to do!" The man with the greatsword pulled out a note from his cuff, walked to his side and handed it to him.

Above the cloud note was the vast sea, the man glanced at the cloud note, stuffed him into his chest, and spoke: "Mo ruler, the two countries of Chu and Yue have formed an alliance, and after the stability of the Chu State, I am afraid that it will take action against the other four countries." I came here to ask.."

"Qingxun, don't you understand? In times of war, there is no place for our heroes. ”

The man with the giant knife on his back stretched out a hand to interrupt the man's words, pointed to the man's chest and said, "There is an arrangement for you from the alliance leader in that letter, you go back to the north!" ”

"What?"

When the man heard this, his expression suddenly froze. Then his eyes widened, his face was a little pale, he roared angrily in the heavy snow, and pulled out the heavy sword on his waist and pointed to the sky: "We set our hearts for the world and our lives for the people!" ”

"This is our vow, have you forgotten? Did the Alliance Leader forget? ”

He roared, and his hand shaking violently with his heavy sword raised.

The man with the giant knife on his back did not answer, he looked at the man roaring in the snow, and couldn't help but think of the appearance when they got together five years ago: "We have a heart for the world, a life for the people, and a wish for the common people lurking at the end of the darkness." ”

"Have you forgotten? Did Li Ziqian forget? ”

The sword shone with a light refracted in the snow and rested on the neck of the man with the giant knife on his back. With a roar, his breath gasped a little, and he lifted his hat, a hideous scar running through the left side of his face. It was an extremely delicate face, but it looked a little ugly.

"We can't kill the King of Chu, what the killer gate of Tianji Pavilion can't do, and our Xia Alliance can't do it, he knows the reason why you came to Chu."

The man with the giant knife on his back was very calm, he looked at the scar on Qing Xun's face, and slowly spoke.

"No one is born to walk, I want to try!"

Qing Xun smiled bitterly, and the heavy sword around the other party's neck shook violently with his hand, and he staggered the gaze of the man called the ink ruler.

"Enough, go back to your north! The king of Chu is a hero in troubled times, and we can't stop him. ”

Mo Qi watched Qing Xun's heavy sword slowly undrawn, his eyes dimmed, and his face under the cloak was bitter, like an old man who was worried about regret.

"Mo Ruler, have you forgotten the action in Yinzhou, we have died so many people, they all died for the oath they once made, and now you want me to give up?"

Qing Xun smiled bitterly, pulled the big sword of the ink ruler with one hand, looked directly into his eyes, and roared: "Tell me, do you want to give up?" Our life is bought by our brothers in death! ”

After a half-silence, the ink ruler saw that Qing Xun's eye mask was becoming more and more dense with bloodshots, criss-crossed. Those eyes looked like they were about to weep blood.

"That's enough, Qing Xun! Go back to your north, we can't stop it, and we can't stop the Chu State from conquering the world, and the world will be unified sooner or later. ”

Mo Qi couldn't stand Qing Xun's eyes, which would remind him of his brother who died in the Yinzhou operation. He slammed Qing Xun's hand away and snorted angrily.

"Humph! Sooner or later, the world will be unified! Qing Xun withdrew his hand that had been wrenched, laughed coldly, twisted the hand of the heavy sword, plunged the sword into the ice and snow, and said sadly: "But this ununified mountain and river is also the world, what is the meaning of unification?" ”

"Peace, the greedy rise in troubled times, land in peace!" Mo Qi looked at Qing Xun's somewhat gloomy back, he suddenly calmed down, and said softly: "Go back to the north!" Forget about the Xia League, its existence itself is a mistake, we can't save the world. ”

"Ink ruler, you don't understand, you won't understand.."

Qing Xun pulled out the sword inserted in the snow, put on his hat, staggered a little, and turned his back to speak: "Tell him that I will wait for him to come back in the north, even if I can't kill the King of Chu, I won't give up." ”

"Why?"

"I can't deny that their deaths have always been a mistake, and our Xia League has a place in troubled times."

Qing Xun's words fell on Mo Ruler's ears, Mo Zhi was a little stunned, and when he raised his head, Qing Xun had already walked away, leaving a Xiao Suo's back in the distance.