153 One Hundred Warriors: Repetition and Return (Finale)

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It was the year, the snow was heavy, and it had been a year since the Black Dragon Slaughtered City.

A black oil umbrella is propped up on a tombstone in the southeast, Liang country, Qiu County. In front of the tombstone stood a man as long as a pine and cypress, he was dressed in black, his black hair was dyed with snow, the two strands of hair falling from his forehead were swaying gently in the wind, and his handsome and extraordinary face was immersed in some inhumane vicissitudes.

Behind him was an apricot grove, and behind the apricot grove was a hut, and not far from the hut was the sea where the people in the tomb had been swallowed.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, and along with the footsteps, a familiar voice came: "You haven't returned to Jiang Guo yet?" ”

"Whether I go back or not is my business."

Ji Liangli stepped on the snow and came over, holding a ledger-like thing in his hand, and stood in front of Wang Xie, "This, you can take a look." ”

Wang Xie didn't take it, he looked for her for a whole year this year, and Han Yu told him in a dream: No need to look for it.

He secretly spread his power in various countries, uprooted the witches of various countries, and buried her with her.

Regarding Ji Liang's departure from this person, he thought that it had a lot to do with the demise of Jun Wu, and he didn't want to say anything more to this person.

Ji Liangli saw that he didn't take it, so he took it: "Take a look, maybe ...... I said maybe I could find some clues about her in this book. ”

Wang Xie raised his head, and his lips moved slightly. After a while, he asked, "Whose clue are you talking about?" ”

"Junwu."

His eyelashes drooped slightly, and he took the ledger.

Wang Xie opened it and flipped through a few pages, only to see that it was not a ledger, but a painting depicting some witchcraft.

Wang Xie frowned and closed the ledger: "I don't want to have any more witches in this world. ”

"I know that the king has exterminated all the witches of all the nations, and I see that I hate them. And I want to remind you that the original unborn as an outlier came to this world because of this book. This book is also called the Book of Heaven, and Jun Wu once got one, which is the first volume, which talks about the use of some unnatural forces. And this is about how to attract external forces, but if this external force is not opened properly, and finally causes the killing realm a year ago, the demonic flying armor warrior is the consequence of improper opening. ”

"Where did you get this book?"

"I've been looking for this, originally I thought that this ledger recorded the list of black officials who smuggled official silver from officials of the Yu State, which Princess Chuhua once had, but then disappeared. At that time, she looked a little lost and depressed, and I still remember it vividly, thinking that it had something to do with her death. Ji Liangli shook his head: "I didn't expect this to be the case." ”

"Why do you want to give it to me?"

"I'm going to leave here for the Western Regions in a few days. This is the last thing I can do for the princess, Junwu. Ji Liangli bowed slightly, turned around and stepped on the snow to leave.

At the end of the road, Ming Ji held a red oil-paper umbrella and waited for him brightly.

Ji Liang got out of the carriage and headed west with Ming Ji, and not long after their carriage disappeared into Wang Xie, Wang Xie saw a sweaty horse running out of the apricot blossom forest, and on the back of the horse was a handsome man in green clothes and hair, and his eyes were resolutely chasing in the direction of the carriage. Wang Xie recognized at a glance that it was Gongsun Fuyun, who was dressed as a man.

After they left, he looked at the book in his hand and walked towards the apricot grove.

In the apricot forest, the sound of the piano sounded, and his footsteps paused. The sound of the piano is melodious and ethereal, as if it is traveling, and it seems to be whispering some story. After the song was finished, a voice from inside that he was not very happy said: "If you don't want to turn on the external force, I don't mind helping you and finding my wife again." ”

"She's mine."

"She married me first."

"Xiao Yan. Why are you here? He remembered that he handed over almost all the national affairs of Jiang Guo to him, and he wanted to clean up the world, so he gave him the opportunity to be the prime minister of the Seven Kingdoms. This year, the countries were recuperating after the catastrophe, and this guy made some ghosts and ghosts, which frightened the other countries into thinking that the previous war had been punished by heaven, so they promised each other a hundred years of war-free covenant in the name of their ancestors. In secret, he pulled out those witches who bewitched several aristocratic forces, and the war and disasters in the world stopped.

Although it didn't take any serious path, it also fulfilled his wish to stop the war, and it also gave Xiao Yan the opportunity to repair the Seven Kingdoms and test his talents boringly.

"The king is very leisurely, in this kind of flowers, watching the snow, accompanying beautiful women, and pressing all the major affairs of the country on me, it is too unkind."

Wang Xie looked sideways at Jun Wu's grave and was silent.

Xiao Yan stepped on the snow and walked out, pointed to the grave he built and said, "I don't believe that she died like that, do you believe it?" ”

"Several major nobles are looking for her when they get news, I don't do this, how can I stop those people from plotting against her."

"Haha......" Xiao Yan chuckled: "Then you are willing to bear the infamy of this Jiang Wang falling in love with an evil witch and abandoning the country for this?" ”

Wang Xie looked at Xiao Yan's inquiring eyes and walked towards the house.

"I don't care what other people say." All he wanted was to see her again, even for a look.

The snow shivered slightly against the apricot blossoms.

A year later, the winter solstice.

It snowed again outside the house, and Wang Xie went out to sweep the snow from the stele.

The book, which he originally put on the desk in the room, had not slept for a while before, and thought a lot, Junwu, the children, and the people who were slaughtered that year. Until last night, he burned the evil book in front of his eyes, and since then he has hoped that the world will be peaceful.

No, a couple of porters came with a coffin. The king had them sink the coffin to the bottom of the sea in the west when the waves rose in the afternoon.

One of the porters asked, "Childe, who is this coffin going to bury?" ”

"As I tell you to."

When the others saw that he did not want to say more, they did not ask much, for the boy had given him a great deal of gold, and the porters took the gold and departed with joy.

When they left, Wang Xie picked up the wine jar next to him, poured a bowl of apricot blossom wine into the bowl, and told her about lovesickness.

"Ah Wu passed the book yesterday, he and Jun Yao both asked if you were okay, they didn't know that your whereabouts were unknown, and I kept telling them that it was inconvenient to see each other for the time being. The ministers of Yu Guo knew that Allure was the identity of Chu Hua's widow, and wanted to welcome him as the king, but Allure categorically refused and set up his own sect, and now there is a beautiful mountain peak in the south of Liang State, and he has built a 'Qinglong Villa' that is the envy of monarchs and nobles from all over the world, and takes Ayao to live a life without quarrel with the world. Xu has waited for two years, and they can't wait, and they will come to you soon......"

"Ah Wu, Fusheng also came to see you last year, I learned from him to brew acacia wine, made with apricot blossoms, sweet in the mouth, and fiery in the mouth. I just realized that wine is a good thing. ”

"I've been waiting for you for two years, I'm afraid you won't be able to come back, and I don't know how to continue to make up with them when they come. You must be lonely on the Huangquan Road alone, and after drinking this pot of wine with you today, I will accompany you, okay. ”

"Ah Wu, I still remember the first time we met, you also crawled out of the grave. It would be nice if you could crawl out of the grave again today. The first time, I was scared. This time, whether you are a human or a ghost, I am not afraid. ”

"Ah Wu, I have chosen the name of our child, whether it is male or female, it is called Wang Nianjun."

After drinking a few bowls of wine, Wang Xie was a little drunk, and the wine jug was hit by him and fell into the snow silently.

He walked over to the coffin, pushed it open, and lay down inside.

Closing his eyes, he closed the coffin, closed his eyes and fell asleep drunk.

I don't know how long later, he entered a dream, in the apricot blossom forest, someone seemed to call him: "Wang Xie, Wang Xie ......"

He pushed away the apricot blossom branch towards the familiar voice, and rushed over with joy and anxiety.

When he finally stood still, a tear slipped down his face and fell into his ear, slightly cold to the bone.

He saw her holding a green oil umbrella in one hand and a doll in the other, standing in the apricot blossom forest with a beautiful appearance, smiling like the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and blooming wantonly like bright flowers.

She called him softly again: "Wang Xie, I'm back." ”

"Ah Wu, you're back."

The apricot blossom rain fell on the coffin, and several horses galloped towards it from a distance.

A crisp voice called: "King, king! ……”

The person who called was Wei Feng, because since Jun Wu's death, Wang Xie did not let anyone get close to this apricot blossom forest. He and the guards of the royal city have been guarding a hundred miles away, and when they heard Xiao Yan say that the king was going to do something stupid, he hurried over.

As soon as Wei Feng arrived in Xinglin, he saw a coffin, and he was frightened at the moment, 'Wow!' With a loud cry, he fell off his horse. He thought that the king had committed suicide if he could not open his mind, so he knelt down and cried: "King! Don't leave Weifeng behind! ”

It's just that as soon as he cried, something behind him hit him on the head, Wei Feng Nana turned his head and saw a hand stretched out from the grave, and his eyes widened in fright.

"Hell, hell, hell......"

One hand, two hands, crawl out, crawl out......

All the soldiers were also frightened and retreated to the side, and what was even more terrifying was that the coffin lid suddenly opened with a gust of wind at this time.

"Ahh Wei Feng screamed again in fright, and his eyes widened when he saw Wang Xie jumping out of the coffin.

At this time, half of the corpse on the grave also crawled out, and Wei Feng only felt familiar.

Things changed and the stars changed, and in an instant, Wei Feng felt as if he had returned to three years ago with Wang Xie, and the Xinglin and the soldiers in front of him were gone, and there was a hungry scene when they had just arrived in Qiu County, and there was a tribute for the half chicken he had stolen in front of him.

And when he turned around, his king became the original son, and he was also dressed in the clothes of the year.

The corpse girl crawled out of the grave, a pair of lost but clear eyes staring at him in a trance, and finally moved her gaze to Wang Xie. She stretched out her corpse hands in the direction of his pure and beautiful jade son, no, his king, and said, "I am Jun Awu, who has been framed by witches so far, not a ghost to frighten the two, I hope that Gongzi will help me get out of the tomb." ”

Wang Xie looked at her, his eyes trembled and trembled, Fang approached her step by step, held her hand, and tightened it again.

He said, "My name is Wang Xie, don't worry, I will protect you." 166 Reading Network