Your emotions can only affect you, and if anything, only those who feel it are those who feel it personally.

Those who care about you grieve for you, and those who oppose you rejoice.

Yang Guo looked at the three-page letterhead in the ancient tomb, the handwriting of Juanxiu, and the familiar feeling, which was written with painstaking efforts.

In the ancient tomb, how much time has passed, he himself does not know, and he does not want to know.

At this moment, in Xiangyang City, the war is urgent.

Guo Jing and his wife guarded Xiangyang to the death.

Cheng Ying, standing on the tower of Xiangyang City, looked at the army like a tide below.

Poignant smiled, she knew that this time, there would never be a miracle again.

This city, which has been held for decades, will soon be breached by the army.

To hold on to it is to persevere until the last moment.

Cheng Ying looked at her senior sister in a trance in the shadow of the sword and sword.

This woman with wisdom and beauty accompanies her brother Jing, running in the bloody storm, wandering in the intrigue and intrigues, and giving advice among thousands of troops.

She made Guo Jing.

Her man is her life.

Her man has become a chivalrous man admired by the world and for the country and the people, but in Cheng Ying's eyes, she is not happy.

A sword is swung out, exquisite swordsmanship, and a life is harvested.

Cheng Ying was a little dizzy.

The green clothes have gradually turned crimson.

Cheng Ying is the most clean woman. The bloodstain was her own.

The sword in her hand, just the moon waved, the heavier it sank.

Wolf smoke... War... Jin Ge Iron Horse... After all, it's someone who can't resist what she misses.

Cheng Ying fell full, and gradually he could not hear the neighing of those war horses, the collision of weapons, the screams of anger and the desperate roar before death.

But she still thought about the man who made her unforgettable.

Yang Guo, with Xiaolongnu, can you let go of everything, can you not care about anything?

Cheng Ying's thoughts went back to that year.

The day we saw each other.

The young and ignorant cousin, and the shy and ignorant me, in the distant Jiangnan, still remember where the little butterflies danced in the middle of summer.

A sudden bloody case broke the tranquility of Lujiazhuang.

It was at that time that Cheng Ying saw Xiao Yangguo.

His smile is like the sunshine in his heart.

For the first time, Cheng Ying was still young, and he couldn't think of a hundred turns and thousands of times in the future, and he couldn't imagine that he would miss Yang for life.

The second time, Cheng Ying was in the fragrance lingering, the falling flowers were colorful, an island full of peach blossoms.

She left this beautiful place and met him back then.

It's just that time flies, and the circumstances of the three are different.

The changes are much greater.

The once delicate little cousin.

She has grown up and become beautiful. There was pride and ruthlessness in Cheng Ying's eyes that Cheng Ying had never imagined.

The stupid boy next to her is the man when he was a child.

At a glance, Cheng Ying recognized it.

Cheng Ying said to herself that she would protect her cousin.

But when she knew that Yang Guo was not really her cousin's man, she still had joy in her heart.

Cheng Ying is really envious of Wushuang, envy that she can hold his hand, and ask questions about "stupid long" and "stupid short".

And Cheng Ying can only write on a piece of paper: I see a gentleman, Yunhu doesn't like it.

Cheng Ying saw him again, not by accident, but also by accident.

Cheng Ying also wanted to go to Lujiazhuang to have a look.

I want to see him in my heart.

But when I always pick herbs in a nearby place, I feel that I am closer to him, right?

The loud sound alarmed Cheng Ying.

She saw Yang Guo.

She was touched by his affection.

What she saw was a hero.

A hero who sacrifices himself to save others.

Cheng Ying saved this stubborn young hero.

It was a decision that made her miserable for the rest of her life, but she will never regret it.

Was it because of that cool night, he was delirious on horseback, stroking Cheng Ying's delicate body?

That day, Cheng Ying didn't know what to do.

His snort was weak, and the splash was subdued.

His people were about to fall off the horse several times, but Cheng Yingcai boldly wrapped his hand around his waist.

She herself didn't expect to be so close to him for the first time.

But he thought of himself as his aunt.

Lovely and hateful, he touched his chest.

Shy, but can't have a seizure.

For him, Cheng Ying is more reluctant to resist.

The time spent with Yang is worth recalling.

For the first time, there were too many firsts given to him.

The first time I cooked for a man. made new clothes for the man, and was even touched by his chest.

He has a great voice.

He looks very handsome.

He made Cheng Ying forget the danger, forget, a deep escape.

The enemy family is a beautiful Taoist aunt, but her heart is vicious.

She is a woman with deep affection, and her voice, with the loss of the ability to love, is only left: hate, hate, hate!!

Yang Guo's trio cannot be defeated.

Therefore, Yang Guo hugged Cheng Ying Wushuang and waited happily to die.

That's Cheng Ying, almost happy.

Cheng Ying sewed a shirt for Yang Guo.

But what he cherished was the old clothes made by another woman.

It is often said that clothes are not as good as new, and people are not as good as before.

However, I am afraid that the clothes are still good in the old.

On the face, it is refreshing from the rain.

Cheng Ying woke up.

She saw a familiar face.

White clothes are better than snow, otherwise they are vulgar.

Wushuang hugged Cheng Ying tightly, holding a sword in his hand.

It's a strange sword.

This sword is brilliant in gold and has a strange shape, and the body of the sword is like a snake coiled.

The snake's tail is hooked into the hilt, and the snake's head is the tip of the sword, and the snake's tongue sticks out and forks, and the tip of the sword has two forks.

The golden light seems to be cast by gold mixed with other hardware, and there is a blood mark on the sword body, emitting a dark light of blue oil, which is extremely weird.

The two prongs of the tip of the sword can not only stab, but also hook the enemy's blade, drag and poke obliquely, can hurt the enemy, compared to the ordinary long sword has added a lot of use, "Golden Snake Sword Technique" in many moves are very incomprehensible, originally used in this special "Golden Snake Sword", into a powerful move.

"Cousin" This cousin, Cheng Ying finally survived.

Lu Wushuang's sword was poisonous.

Lu Wushuang can be regarded as the real descendant of Western Poison.

This golden sword was transformed by Ouyang Feng's snake staff.

Her use of poisonous means is even better than blue.

Do you still remember back then, Ouyang Feng was a poisonous shark in the sea?

Today, Lu Wushuang, everywhere he goes, all creatures are dying.

The snake staff turned into a golden snake sword, and the remaining materials became ------ golden snake cone.

Wushuang left here with his cousin.

Xiangyang.

More and more people are leaving.

The people who defend the city are all chivalrous men with righteousness in their chests.

Lu Wushuang is not.

She's just a little woman, and she's a sect leader at best.

The Grand Sect Leader of the Five Poisons Sect.

The most poisonous leader.

She can hide a little green snake in her hair.

Her viciousness, it seems, has reached a kind of peak.