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The meaning of the first day of the new year is to represent a new beginning, even if the small snowflakes are flying, but the soldiers of Dongxia are not depressed because of this, but are more happy, because they firmly believe that this snow is a preview of their imminent victory homecoming.

They firmly believe that when the snow is over, this war will be over.

It's just that, compared to Dongxia, the unpredictable mood has plummeted and entered the bottom.

Li Xingcheng let go and ran away, which Mo Ji never expected, the reason why he was so hard to shout with hundreds of officials was also because Mo Ji secretly regarded Li Xingcheng as his last reliance in his heart, so he was also a little calm.

But who would have thought that at this juncture, Li Xingcheng would tell him that there would be no time in the future?

"Ah Yu, you say, have I been a bastard to the extreme?"

Guarding the empty palace, Mo still hugged the bone in his arms tightly, as if he was treating a lover in love, softly and cautiously, as if he was afraid of disturbing him.

It's just that such an action, if it looks like someone else, is quite weird.

And most of the palace maids and eunuchs who escaped were also because they were unpredictable and evil, and they were scary to look at, so they simply became refugees and abandoned the glory that was only lost in this palace.

"It's okay, no matter what others say, it's good if you don't dislike me."

As if hearing the answer of the bones, Mo Ji responded with a smile, and a pair of big hands also gently stroked the scorched rough surface of the bones burned by the flames, as if it was Murong Yu's skin as white as snow.

It's just that no matter how unpredictable she is to deceive herself, Murong Yu will never hear these so-called sweet love words anymore, and even she will end up with hatred.

A man who is so much in love with her, but she has to reach out and knife her home country behind her back, how can she have the face to face her own country, and she no longer knows what kind of mood she wants to use to face this man.

Therefore, let's die like this, for Xuanyang and Nanzhao, it is an explanation, and it is also a relief.

"Ah Yu, I don't want anything, I just need you."

Unpredictably carefully put the bones in front of him, stared at the black scorched bones with a soft expression, and confided all the words that had been hidden in his heart.

However, it was too late, Murong Yu was afraid that he would never want him anymore.

What's even funnier is that what else is going on, Li Xingcheng is gone, and now it is unpredictable, except for that bone, there is nothing else left in his hands, so where did he talk about the country?

"I know, Ah Yu, you must look down on me in your heart, and your original ambitions have now all come to naught."

It is very clear that the last message Li Xingcheng left him was obviously spreading his hands to watch the excitement, so most of the things should have been done by Li Xingcheng.

After all, he has been trained by Li Xingcheng for so long, and he has seen the black cloak deliver a letter for Li Xingcheng with his own eyes, no matter how stupid he is, he can figure it out with his toes.

Li Xingcheng is throwing the pot.

There has long been no palace servant in the palace, so the previous warmth has long been replaced by coldness, Mo Shuse shrunk his body, hugged his bones tightly, and kept puffing white air in his mouth, trying to make his hands warmer.

However, after a long period of stiffness, his unpredictable movements were slightly larger, so he accidentally knocked over the incense burner next to him to the ground, and in an instant, the fine cashmere carpet was eroded by the exposed red incense ash.

The light aroma is immediately in the nose, mixed with a hint of a foul smell that cannot be ignored, which is the smell of cashmere carpet being ignited.

"Ah Yu, don't worry, it won't be cold if we light the fire."

Mo Tu didn't care about that at all, just quietly hugged Murong Yu's bones, and even sat closer to the incense burner where he was beaten, just hoping that a trace of warm breath could be close to him.

The most important thing is not to freeze his Ah Yu.

Outside the city.

Despite the high walls, the green smoke still swept high in the sky with a slight breeze, and even the light snow seemed much darker.

Ruan Deyang wore a heavy mink cloak, and the soft fluffy fur gently hugged his neck, as if even if the snow outside the military tent was heavier, the cold temperature could not affect him in the slightest.

"Lord, a thick smoke suddenly rose from the direction of the Nanzhao Palace, as if the Nanzhao Emperor had set himself on fire inside."

Ruan Deyang was looking up, and the little soldier trotted all the way from a distance, respectfully reporting it.

"Lord Wang, should we go in?"

This attack was mainly based on Ruan Deyang, supplemented by the general Cao Jun, at this time, seeing that smoke was already rising from the palace of Nanzhao, so he thought that it would be good to attack like this.

Catch alive and avenge Princess Anrui.

"Look."

Ruan Deyang shook his head, but he was quite surprised to deny Cao Jun's proposal, and seeing Ruan Deyang's expressionless face, he couldn't guess what he was thinking at all, so Cao Jun could only nod respectfully and secretly obey.

At this time, the green smoke has changed from light to heavy to thick smoke, with some gloomy black color, hovering and rolling in the unclouded sky, looking at the possibility of wrapping the sky in his arms at any time.

Ruan Deyang frowned slightly, he didn't expect that Mo Ji would burn himself in the palace, originally, he had been waiting for a long time, wanting to catch Mo Ji in one fell swoop, but, who knows, Mo Ji actually did such a decent thing, and the moth went to the fire.

"General Cao, bring a group of people to go in with the king, and the rest of the people will stay on standby, and they will not enter the city to harass the people in the city who have not yet retreated."

Ruan Deyang tightened the cloak on his body, took the lead in the front, stepped on the road with a slight layer of snow, and walked steadily towards the city.

"Yes!"

Cao Jun bowed his head to accept the order, although he didn't know why Ruan Deyang did this, but he knew very well that as long as Ruan Deyang did this, he must have his reasons.

Ruan Deyang walked to the Nanzhao Palace without hurry, and entered it smoothly all the way, successfully following the billowing smoke to find the unpredictable location, and at this time, the fire had just reached its most vigorous time.

"Put out the fire and search, be careful, don't break anything."

Ruan Deyang stood with his hands in his hands, quietly watching the soldiers go in and out of the ruins after extinguishing the fire, they all understood what Ruan Deyang was looking for.

"Lord Wang, I found it!"

After a while, the two soldiers carefully carried a black body and gently placed it in front of Ruan Deyang, and Cao Jun on the side handed a small white handkerchief intimately.

Ruan Deyang shook his head lightly, refusing Cao Jun's kindness, the corpse in front of him was unpredictable, and the only thing that made people feel a little helpless was that from beginning to end, he was holding the shoulder bone that had been burned again.