Mu Boyi was lying on the ground, and the best killer in the Killer Gate once said, "An emotional killer, his knife will be dull." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

He exhaled, and the shark teeth were tucked away by him. He stared at the roof coated with tung oil and raised an eyebrow, "You haven't been home for a long time, I heard that there is a ship waiting for you in the port of Chu State. ”

Li Ziqian was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly suddenly. He sat beside Mu Boyi and inserted the sound of the ink ruler "bang" into the floor. He remembered the scene when Sheng Gong brought him into the battle gate, and that was many years ago. At that time, the two of them were greeted by a man covered in a black robe, and the other party reached out from his cuff to hold Sheng Gong's arm, "Is this worth it? You should know our rules." ”

Perhaps at the beginning, the old man who sent him to the war gate thought of everything that might happen in the future. It's just that there shouldn't be a timid man in the blood of the aristocracy, even if he knows that his fate is unpredictable, he still has to go on.

"Is that information my background?" Li Ziqian shrugged, and that year Sheng Gong handed over everything to the man, "Everything that is happening in Yueguo, you all know very well, right?"

Mu Boyi fell silent, clasped his inner lip with his teeth, and stared at the roof with wide eyes. He felt a little lost in his heart, and after a moment of silence, the words changed, "Well, the people from the Killer Gate and the Shadow Gate are rushing to Yue Country in large numbers, and I may also go there." ”

"Well, I see. Li Ziqian shook his head, he knew that the Tianji Pavilion was deployed, and if his undetermined prey showed a little stubbornness, the shepherd would not hesitate to stab the sharp blade in his hand at him.

Throughout the ages, how many people from the war gate have died with dignity? The emperor of the past was just a wolf domesticated by a shepherd.

"Then what are you going to do?" Mu Boyi slowly stood up, he hooked his head and looked at Li Ziqian, like a cultivator who had learned the answer.

"Is the knife sharp?" asked Li Ziqian.

"It's sharp, and the blade can sharpen iron. Mu Boyi replied.

The room was silent for a moment, and the two stared at each other for a long time, faintly with a complex and indescribable atmosphere.

"Then let's fight separately, the people of the battle gate will not sit still. Li Ziqian's eyes narrowed, the gaze in his eyes was extremely sharp, and his voice turned indifferent, "I will go back, the Li man's home is in the royal capital of Los Angeles." ”

Mu Boyi stared into Li Ziqian's eyes, but he didn't speak.

After a while, the sound of wild laughter rang out. Mu Boyi pulled his robe and turned around suddenly, "Very good, very good.... After all, the warrior of the battle gate cannot be a pure chivalrous man!"

Li Ziqian heard Mu Boyi's wild laughter. He stared at the action just now, silently watching Mu Boyi's back walking away little by little.

"Second brother, can you help me with something?" Mu Boyi stepped out of the door with his front foot and suddenly stopped. His hand rested on the half-open vermilion door, and his pupils showed a hint of melancholy.

"What's the matter?" Li Ziqian gradually stretched his squinting eyelids, and raised his head slightly.

"Well, it's not a big deal. Mu Boyi shook his head, and patted the door buckle lightly in embarrassment, "Help.. Help me say goodbye to them!"

As soon as these words fell, there was silence between the two again. Li Ziqian looked at the floor, he rubbed his eyebrows, and smiled bitterly, "Why don't you go by yourself?"

"Huh.."

Mu Boyi laughed lightly, the faces of Tuoba Qian's and the others flashed in his mind, and he lowered his head, "How... How can I be reluctant to say goodbye...."

The words fell very lightly, Li Ziqian only vaguely heard clearly, and was about to stay. Mu Boyi's hind feet had already stepped out of the door, and one person and one shot went into the distance.

Li Ziqian didn't say anything more, he glanced at the corpse and slowly stood up. After a moment of walking out of the mansion, the scattered Iron Riders gathered around them, and in front of them, a frightened gray dove fluttered its wings and flew towards the east of the city.

Staggered laneways, bustling crowds. Everything in the gray white dove's sight gradually became slender and blurred in its eyes as it flew.

Following its flying trajectory, a magnificent palace gradually appeared under its claws. On the edge of the palace wall, the maids in scarlet clothes pushed and shoved slightly, discussing the son who smelled a few times in the morning and evening.

In front of the corridor of the palace wall were two tall turrets, on which the grey dove rested, and he stood on a high place and looked around smartly, and began to comb his feathers with his beak.

"Miss Jingxuan, Miss Jingxuan, look, that bird is flying again. A young maid in green clothes was in the corridor of Que, and she whispered happily, and winked at the people around her who had just been in the king's palace for about a year, and had been taken care of by the king.

"See... See..."Jing Xuan raised his hand and pressed the index finger of his right hand to his lips, his eyes showing a little reproach.

"Hmm—" The maid immediately covered her mouth and lowered her head.

Seeing this, Jing Xuan smiled lightly and shook her head, her gaze lingering on the gray dove before looking away. She looked into the distance, looking at the two backs on the palace wall below the corner tower.

The maid who usually took care of her daily life secretly glanced at Jing Xuan's gaze, she was a little curious, and followed Jing Xuan's gaze towards the two backs on the palace wall.

The two people on the palace wall are a man and a woman, and the maid recognizes the man's back as that of General Xiang, a famous general of Dayu. The man who is usually cold and bitter.

This General Xiang is very famous in the palace, and his extraordinary appearance and talent and extremely unique temperament make everyone in the palace deeply impressed him.

"General Xiang. Is he okay?" the maid asked softly, and her gaze swept over the woman beside Xiang Yiming.

"Probably good. Jing Xuan looked at the backs of the two, and she replied.

"Oh," the maid replied softly, and as she looked down, the sound of a grey dove flapping its wings rang in her ears. She followed the prestige, and the pigeon flew towards the palace wall again, flying over the heads of Xiang Yiming and the others.

On the corner tower, Jing Xuan and the maid's eyes stretched forward along the pigeon.

"A Ming.. A hit... It's the pigeon... It's a pigeon..."

Tuoba Qian shook Xiang Yiming's arm and raised his finger to point at the gray dove that had just skimmed over the two of them.

Xiang Yiming raised his head to look at the gray pigeon, and a smile appeared on his haggard face, "I remember that when I left the Yue Kingdom, there were many, many unspeakable seabirds on the Miao Miao Sea, and they also swept over my head like this. ”

When Tuoba Qian heard this, she lowered her head to look at Xiang Yiming. When the other party left Yueguo, they were teenagers. In the water villages, they would go to temple fairs, paper kites and krathongs, walk along the long river to see the boathouses embedded in the banks, and in the summer, the three of them would sit on the rooftops and count the stars.

That year, on the Los Angeles Ancient Road, the boy who stood stubbornly in front of the wheel seemed to be there all along.

"A Ming..."

Thinking of this, Tuoba Qian smiled sweetly, and put her right hand on the other party's pale cheek, "Do you want to go back?"

"Hmm" Xiang Yiming nodded, he noticed the faint aroma of Tuoba Qian's fingertips, "What about you?"

"Wherever you go, I'll go. Tuoba Qian pursed her mouth, stood on the palace wall and waved her hands as she did when she was young, and shouted, "Where you go, Tuoba Qian will go......