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The Lu Jiajun stubbornly defended the Jialan Pass, and the men and horses from all walks of life could not attack it for a long time, so they gradually changed their strategy and annexed each other.

At the end of June of the same year, Qixing fell, Zhang Hou was defeated, and his family died.

The southeast king and the king of Cangguang because of the competition for the northwest land, from the alliance to the enemy, slaughtering each other, but a year's situation, it was sent by the imperial court to strangle the remnants of the army, the battle is the national teacher Zhu Rong personally led the troops, it is said that did not receive Chen, Xu Erjia's surrender, but on the spot to kill, 450,000 troops buried in the Dongcang River.

When Han Zhe received Zhu Yifei, who rushed back from the northwest, he learned that there were not many soldiers left in the imperial court, and there were already Zhang Hou and the two kings who wanted to invade Kyoto.

After turning Chinese New Year's Eve, Qixing's fortune was dragged down by the demonic energy, and finally lost the protection of the Heavenly Dao, and his wife and concubine held a grudge, stole the military charm, and defected to the imperial court, which led to the defeat of Zhang Hou's army.

And Chen, Xu Erjun is a rebellious generation, unpopular, the people in the land under their jurisdiction fled, they did not cultivate, food and grass were not enough, plus the two of them were the most reckless, the conscription will be as young as eleven years old, the old can be to the dying person, the pain of the separation of wives, the weight of taxes, has long made the people miserable, the so-called 450,000 army, is just a vain appearance.

Under the command of the national teacher, the imperial court gradually became stronger, and successively rehabilitated Chen and Xu Erwang, and now only the two forces are left opposite, and they will soon wave their troops south and confront Han Zhe head-on.

During this period of time, Han Zhe has always remained unmoved, developing production, cultivating his voice, training soldiers, and many people have moved to Fengcheng with their families, and Fengcheng has become more and more prosperous.

After bringing the news to Han Zhe, Zhu Yifei brought a child he was leading and introduced with a smile: "This child is Zhang Hou's widow, and now he can only follow me."

Han Zhe looked at it, the child was dressed in coarse cloth clothes, and there were still a few scars on his delicate face, but he was about five years old, neither humble nor arrogant, and he had the power of a general, he smiled and said, "Are you going to accept apprentices?" ”

Zhu Yifei shook his head, "My Xuanqing Sect can't accept disciples at will, this child is dead, and now the three souls and seven spirits are trapped in the body, and they will be sent to the underworld to reunite with his parents at night."

"You've been with me for nearly three years, and I saw a few corpses in your room that day, and I don't know what you're doing" Han Zhe put down the pen in his hand to correct the official document, and looked at the woman who was still captivating the country and the city, the sunlight passed through the window, gilding her facial features with a thin layer of gold, and suddenly there was a feeling of being in a different world.

"Well, now, there are still three left, but this luck has changed, I'm afraid there will be more twists and turns" Zhu Yifei looked down at the Zhang family's child, and the child also looked up at her, smiled slightly, and put his head on her lap, extremely intimate.

"I remember you said that Lone had to go through seven death tribulations, plus the last time I was at the water's edge, it has been five times, it's ridiculous to think about it" Han Zhe stood up, walked to the window, reached out and touched the little boy's braids, smooth and soft hair crossed his fingertips, he seemed to like this feeling very much.

The little man ducked, turned his head, and looked at him warily.

"Ridiculous what?" Zhu Yifei picked up the little boy, and he rested his head on her shoulder smoothly, closed his eyes, and his unusually fair face carried the tiredness and indifference that adults did not have.

"It's ridiculous, everything in this world is arranged by the sky, including me, including you" The corners of Han Zhe's lips curled slightly, and his smile was a little bitter.

Zhu Yifei didn't speak, but turned her head to look at a lychee tree outside the window, as if she was not interested in the topic.

"Shuang'er is pregnant, and it won't be long before Gu will have an heir," he said with joy as he looked at the lychee tree with her.

"Congratulations to the crown prince Han Wang," her voice was a little cold.

"Fairy, do you have a favorite person?" Han Zhe asked suddenly.

"I'm tired, go rest first, and then retire" Zhu Yifei pushed open the door with the posthumous son of the Zhang family, paused and continued, "The soldiers of the imperial court are estimated to be coming soon, this battle is not what it used to be, but don't worry, I am here"

Han Zhe responded, looking at the slender back that was far away, and felt a little sad inexplicably.

Zhu Yifei put the little boy on the bed, bathed and changed his clothes, combed his braids again, and fed him something, he didn't breathe, no heartbeat, no taste, but he was afraid that he would laugh and cry.

In the middle of the night, he grabbed her hand tightly and said, "Sister, I'm gone, will you miss me?" ”

"Yes, rest assured, in the next life, you will be born in a peaceful and joyful family, and your mother will love you and take care of you" Zhu Yifei touched his head and said softly.

"Well, sister, then you can send me away, I hope that in the next life, I can see you again, and you don't forget me, my name is Zhang Yao, the Yao of the glorious ancestors" The little boy said and suddenly leaned over and kissed her on the face.

Zhu Yifei was a little reluctant, and hugged him for a while, before he pinched and recited a spell to send his three souls and seven spirits to the underworld and handed them over to the ghosts.

Zhu Yifei took it off, opened the door, and saw that one of the dark demon pills was burning automatically, so he was startled, and hurriedly took it out, held it in the palm of his hand, and used his true qi to protect the demonic qi that was still dissipating. ”

"Book and ink? Why did you come out" Zhu Yifei was afraid that the little monk would find out the demonic energy, so he waved his hand to set up the magic screen, so he was more relieved.

"The demon catastrophe of heaven and earth is coming, I'm afraid of you, get hurt, cough cough cough" Shumo drooped his head and said weakly.

"I also know, but this is a good thing for me, now that the Xuanqing Halal Spirit has been transformed, knowing that the Dan fetus has turned into a baby, I have reached the Yuan Infant Stage, and this line of Dao building is over, which is the opportunity for me to retreat and recuperate."

"You have to be careful, be careful, Sanqing, disciple"

"Well, I know, you should recuperate quickly" The five fingers were slightly together, and the black fox turned into a dark demon pill, which was put away by Zhu Yifei.

I was still a little troubled in my heart, and I couldn't sleep still, so I simply came to the courtyard and sat on the stone chair and looked at the stars in the sky.

How many years, now she has forgotten the appearance of her family, everything that was once modern seems to have become extremely distant, more than 8,000 spring and autumn, she has long since changed from the girl who was scared to cry by caterpillars, into a goblin who flies away from the sky, slaying demons and monsters, but even if she changes more, no matter how much she forgets, she will always have a firm belief: that is, she wants to go back, there are still her parents and relatives, and a boyfriend who is full of concern for her, which is enough.

A familiar face suddenly flashed in front of him, with dark scales, but his blood-red eyes were flowing with tears, in the sea of fire, he used his cold body to protect her layer by layer, the heavenly fire burned his scale armor, scorched his flesh, he kept screaming in pain, and the bright red letter kept spitting out, but a pair of tearful eyes stared at her intently, as if there were a thousand words that could not be said, and the way was unknown.

"Yanjun" Zhu Yifei closed her eyes, tears crossed the night wind, crystal clear; Falling among the flowers, it was dyed with the fragrance of the world.

"In life, who can not be negative; In this life, who can not be separated.

It's me who leaves, and it's me who loses, Yanjun, wait, I'll let your long-cherished wish come true, and you will eventually become a dragon."

In the autumn of the fourth year of the new emperor of Liangguo, the fifteenth prince issued an edict, ordering the national teacher Zhu Rong to lead 300,000 troops to the south to conquer the traitors, and in the same year, Han Zhe led 200,000 troops to rush out of Jialan Pass, cross the Yellow River, pass all the way through the pass, and even cut off seven cities, and finally met with the good army in Tingzhou City, the governor of Liangguo.

The fifteenth prince was furious, and even beheaded the family members of the generals of the seven cities to punish them for the crime of opening the city and surrendering.

As soon as Zhu Rong led his troops to arrive, he defeated the army and retreated to the plain land of Cangye Plain, fifty miles away, and his reputation was dry for a while, and Emperor Liang relied on it more and more.

In the military tent of King Han, Lu Ding knelt on the ground, waiting for punishment, since ancient times, he has marched and fought with strict discipline, not to mention that Lu Ding is the head of a thousand armies, and he first issued a military order, but for some reason, he was ambushed by the enemy soldiers and was trapped in the Qianhe Valley, which caused this battle to be defeated.

When Zhu Yifei opened the tent, the atmosphere in the room was particularly solemn, the good deeds were too seriously injured, and he was being rescued, Lu Ding was also covered in blood, according to military regulations, he should be beaten with a hundred military sticks, but he was injured internally, if this hundred military sticks were beaten down, he would not be able to escape death if he was left with copper arms and iron bones.

Gao Qiong and the others begged one after another, and Han Zhe couldn't bear to start, just when he was looking for a step, he happened to see her come in, so he asked, "How should the military advisor view this matter?" ”

"Knowing the law and breaking the law, the crime will be increased by one degree, and the punishment should be given" Zhu Yifei said with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at them angrily, but these two people all relied on them to save them, and now they can only know the personnel and see the destiny of heaven.

Lu Ding said loudly, "Your Highness, Miss Zhu is right, Weichen deserves to be punished, but it's just a hundred military sticks, and Weichen can be punished."

Han Zhe closed his eyes and waved his hand, and the two soldiers carried Lu Ding down to execute the rod punishment, and in an instant, Lu Ding was carried into the tent, his breath was weak, and he bowed his head and bowed, just at this moment, a letter soldier suddenly broke into the door, and opened his mouth and said, "Tell Your Highness, a letter from Yancheng, the side concubine Niangniang gave birth to a son last night, and died in childbirth"

"What did you say?" Lu Ding stood up, grabbed the letter soldier, opened the letter in his hand and looked at it, his eyes were white, and he fell to the ground.

Everyone came forward with all hands and feet, and at the end, the adjutant general fell to the ground with tears on his face, kneeling and crying, "Tell Your Highness, General, you are dead"

"What?" Han Zhe stood up, stepped forward, bent down and pressed his neck, and really lost his pulse.

"No, no, don't worry, there is me" Zhu Yifei pushed aside the mess, stepped forward, and stretched out his hand to the void.

Lu Qian, who was still drinking tea and chatting in Kyoto, suddenly felt a shock on the spiritual platform, and a few white lights flashed in front of him, which was Zhu Yifei's somewhat sinister smile

"Look at what, it's time for you to get back to your place"

A whirlwind blew into the military tent, and everyone was blinded by the sand, only to hear Zhu Yifei say something to return to the position, and the wind suddenly stopped.

Everyone was focused, and when they saw the woman in white clapping her hands, she smiled and kicked Lu Dingdao, who fell to the ground, "If you don't get up yet, what are you pretending to be dead?"

Just as he was wondering, Lu Ding, who had fallen to the ground, suddenly opened his eyes and opened his mouth to let out a long sigh, and the dead air exhaled from his chest, and he sat up from the ground with a bang, and shouted loudly, "Oops, Lao Tzu's ass hurts so much"