As an enthusiastic country that desperately wants to help, Xuanyang is still a step late this time, after all, when he knew the situation, he was already a beat slower, of course, Li Xingcheng's intervention was naturally indispensable, and finally the situation evolved like this. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

And Li Xingcheng will probably become the most hated person in his life.

Of course, everyone is dead, and it is already in vain to say anything, besides, Li Xingcheng has not changed his purpose from beginning to end, and he is unpredictable and mistakenly regarded him as a person who can be used for himself.

In the final analysis, the unpredictable insight is not far-reaching enough, delusional that the country is in hand, and I have beauties, but in the end, I ate the bitter fruit, suffered myself and Murong Yu, and even suffered a group of innocent people.

At this time, Mo Ji was already dead, Dongxia was cleaning up the battlefield, and the Xuanyang soldiers who came late had no target to kill, so they helped Dongxia clean up the battlefield.

The frightened people also got the best comfort they could, with Ruan Deyang's instructions in advance, the Dongxia soldiers did not rob and kill the remaining people, in his opinion, the people were innocent, his enemies just Mo Wen, and because he couldn't find Mo Wen, he took Mo Ji and Nan Zhao out of anger.

If all the people were killed, then this battle, which was originally a crusade for Ruan Xirui's grievances, would completely change its taste, and it was not the result that Dongxia and Ruan Deyang wanted.

"General Murong, please mourn, about the matter of the five princesses, this king also learned later, and asked General Murong to tell him on his behalf, this matter is an unintentional mistake of Dongxia."

Seeing that Murong Mo's face was super ugly, Ruan Deyang gently explained, in fact, it doesn't make a difference whether this matter is explained or not, after all, there is a deep hatred.

It's just that what makes Ruan Deyang care is that Murong Yu had helped Ran Xirui before, but in the end, even the news of Murong Yu's death, Dongxia didn't even know about it, he felt that Murong Mo probably couldn't let go, and he couldn't be unpredictable and avenge Murong Yu.

"Nine thousand years old don't need to blame herself, Dongxia has already destroyed Nanzhao, and it can be regarded as a bad breath for Xiaoyu, I just hope that her spirit in the sky can rest in peace, and in the next life, she can meet a good person."

Watching the soldiers go in and out, constantly carrying something out of the palace, Murong Mo's expression became even more sad, at that time, he thought that if he succeeded in bringing Murong Qing down, Xiaoyu's life would be better.

Seeing Murong Mo so sad, Ruan Deyang couldn't help but think of it again, before Ruan Xirui died, when she was still breathing, she recited Mo Wen's name fiercely, asking the imperial brother to avenge her.

Before she got married, the little imperial sister was gentle and polite, elegant and generous, but since she arrived in Nanzhao, what has she become, not to mention the withered ghost who is like a white-haired ghost, and she also chatters every day that she wants to drink Mo Wen's blood, eat his flesh, and watch her beloved little imperial sister become such a product of hatred, Ruan Deyang and Ruan Xiu's hearts are as uncomfortable as a knife.

But now, even though he destroyed Nanzhao, and even forced himself to self-immolate in the palace, in the end, he was not able to make Mo Wen show up after all, speaking of which, this is not considered to be revenge for the little imperial sister.

Thinking of this, Ruan Deyang suddenly felt a little empty and lost in his heart.

"Definitely, may the fifth princess be happy and healthy in the next life, and never get involved in these struggles again, such a woman deserves to be cherished by a better man."

Ruan Deyang nodded, and added in his heart, the little imperial sister is too, she must not be a victim of politics anymore, at this point, he and Ruan Xiu always have a large amount of debt in their hearts.

"Alas, nine thousand years old should also mourn, the ending of the two of them should not be like this, we are too incompetent as men."

Murong Mo really couldn't let go of the hatred in his heart and couldn't avenge Murong Yu with his own hands, but the matter has come to this, and the current situation has begun to be turbulent again, and it also involves the relationship between the two countries, so even if he is unwilling, Murong Mo can only give up.

"Men conquer the world, but let women, even their own sisters, make sacrifices for the world, what kind of fucking man am I!"

The more Murong Mo thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and the more he thought about it, the more sad he became, so he looked up to the sky and roared, Ruan Deyang only saw at this time that this iron man who had been honing in the frontier for many years was already in tears at this time, and there were even hot tears left on his face, dripping on the cold armor.

Even if she and Murong Yu are not brothers and sisters, Murong Yu is too sensible, and she is so sensible that she makes everyone feel distressed, so that she is respectful, whether it is Murong Mo and Murong Yue, these brothers, or every Xuanyang people.

They will all firmly remember that once upon a time, there was a princess named Murong Yu, who was a woman with blood and bones, and in order to protect her country, she was willing to burn herself in the palace and not beg for mercy.

"Report to the prince, that bone has been successfully divided!"

As he was talking, a small soldier came running on the side, and after saluting the two respectfully, he stood straight in place like a green pine and reported respectfully.

Hearing this, Murong Mo was stunned for a moment, and then grabbed the little soldier beside him and asked loudly, "Where is it!" Take me there! Where's the light rain! ”

Murong Mo couldn't control his emotions when he arrived, and the little soldier he grabbed in his hand was suddenly frightened, and a pair of eyes looked at Ruan Deyang on the side hesitantly.

However, seeing that he was emotional, Ruan Deyang didn't care, so he nodded lightly and motioned for the soldiers to take him forward.

And Murong Mo didn't have time to say anything, just nodded gratefully at Ruan Deyang, and then ran madly with the soldiers who trotted all the way towards the camp tent on the other side.

Murong Yu's corpse only has a scorched bone left, this Murong Mo knows, because Mo Ji held her and set herself on fire, so the only remaining scorched bone was connected with Mo Ji's body, so it was necessary to divide it extremely carefully.

After all, Murong Mo is here, so he can't take anything with him, and Murong Yu's bones also need to be brought back to Xuanyang, solemnly for a funeral, and buried in the imperial mausoleum according to the highest courtesy.

This is what Murong Yu deserves, but it is useless, it is just the thoughts and nostalgia of a group of living people who have nowhere to comfort a dead person, as well as guilt.

Murong Mo couldn't cry himself, and hugged his scorched bones tightly in his arms, and Ruan Deyang couldn't help but feel emotional, remembering Ruan Xirui, who had already passed away, so he turned his head and walked to the other side, and ordered the soldiers to clean up and liquidate quickly, so that they could rush back to Dongxia as soon as possible.

In the sixth year of the Qinghe River of Nanzhao, Dongxia raised troops to enter the country, Nanzhao was destroyed with a blow, and the people and the land field were all eaten by Dongxia and Xuanyang, and after that, the world did not return to the country of Nanzhao.