Blazing blood gushed out of her veins, splashed to the ground, and melted the thick snow, unable to dissolve the harsh winter, she wiped the blood from her sword, turned her head and asked the person kneeling on the ground, "Are you dead?" ”

"Not dead yet." He howled, opened his eyes and glared at Meng Yan, "You just want me to die like this." ”

"I'll just take your seat when you're dead, why not?" Meng Yan bent down, dodged the enemy's attack, inserted the sword into the opponent's chest with his backhand, kicked it away again, and pulled the sword out easily.

"Phew, no way." He got up from the ground and took his sword against the enemy soldiers.

This is a barren valley, raising his eyes to see snow and rust on the tip of his nose, Meng Yan stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick the blood on the back of his hand, turned his head and asked him, "Let's do it again." ”

"You're playing with Lao Tzu's life." He knew that Meng Yan was referring to another song of Jiang Yue day by day, but how long was the preparation time for a song of Jiang Yue day by day?

Q: How long does it take for the Master to read the note?

"You're not just playing with your life right now." Meng Yan raised his eyes, and the two of them exchanged hearts and minds, and he suddenly got up with the carp and raised his knife to protect Meng Yan.

Meng Yan sat on the ground, the long sword was thrown to the ground, the green jade flowed on his lap, and the melodious sound of the piano came out from under the finger with a twist of his long fingers, its voice was slightly lower, drowned out by the screams, and the barren valley was blowing the cold wind of hunting, mixed with the sound of killing, and the sound of sword clashing, sweeping into the distance and never looking back.

Then the distant sound of the piano gradually came out, it was so light that you had to let the sound of the fireworks stop, and the sound of the wind would stop, and you could only hear the sound of the piano when everything was silent, and the sound of the piano contained countless murderous indignations, inexhaustible injustices, and blood that was so thick that it could not be dissolved.

He stepped on the corpse under his feet, turned his head and said to Meng Yan, "There is no next time." ”

"It's you who is willful." Meng Yan's face was as white as this snow, but she still stood firmly, and held her boss, the fierce horse outside the valley ran out of the shadows, exhaling hot air in its nose, it stretched out its tongue and licked Meng Yan's face.

"This horse is smart." Zhao was helped by Meng Yan to get on the horse and touched the horse's mane.

"This horse won't give you away." Meng Yan stuffed the green jade flow into Zhao Jiang's arms, and took the reins to lead Zhao Jiang to slowly walk back.

"You are all my subordinates, and your horse is not my horse yet."

"People say that a thousand gold buys bones, but if you pay ten thousand taels of gold, I will sell you."

"No money."

Behind them, the cold wind swept through the barren valley again, except that there were no more human voices, and some were defeated soldiers who had fallen in the snow, their blood and snow frozen, and their bodies were about to melt with the snow.

A song kills all enemies, the sword sings Jiang Yue Cangtian Mo, this is the long song, under the skin of the scholar in Tsing Yi, it is the soul of perseverance and loyalty to the country.

Zhao Jiang looked at Meng Yan, who was messy, her peach blossom hairpin fell somewhere, her clothes were dirty, and the dirty blood dyed the original cyan into a heavy black, without the slightest woman's weakness, only the murderous aura that could not be erased in her bones.

"Meng Yan." Zhao Jiang suddenly spoke.

"What's the matter?" Meng Yan led the horse and walked back.

"You, you don't want to live an ordinary life?" Like those pampered daughters in the boudoir, she lives carefree, waiting for the day when her husband marries her and lives happily ever after.

"I've thought about it." Meng Yan replied, "It's been a while. But she is an idle person, if she wants to make her life more exciting, Meng Yan will choose to abandon her ordinary life.

"Later, I thought it would be better to go farther." Meng Yan looked up at General Zhao with a smile, "How good it is to go into battle and kill the enemy." ”

"Hey." General Zhao sighed, a woman of her age has already married and had children, only Meng Yan did not, a few years ago she came to the border alone, saying that she wanted to serve the country, all the soldiers laughed, but now who dares to laugh at Meng Yan.

"You don't have someone you like?"

"Yes, but it's not anymore." Meng Yan stopped, "What's more, I don't want to take off my uniform and put on red makeup for a person." ”

"That's it." Zhao Jiang couldn't support it anymore, he saw that there was a city wall not far away, and the strong body was loosened at this time, the piano in his hand fell, and the whole body fell to the side.

"Don't hold on to old bones." Meng Yan took the Zhao general who fell off the horse, and exiled Qingyu to the horse, and walked to the city gate with one person and one horse.

The soldiers guarding the city saw that Meng Yan had returned, and hurriedly ordered the city gate to be opened, and everyone greeted Meng Yan from the city, and they were even more worried about General Zhao, who was picked up by Meng Yan.

"Go and call the doctor." Someone shouted, and someone took General Zhao from Meng Yan's hand, some people dispersed, and another part surrounded Meng Yan and said with concern, "Master Meng Qin, you are okay." ”

"I'm tired." Seeing that Zhao was taken away, Meng Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief and closed her eyelids.

"We need a doctor here, too!"

**

Chang'an in February has a little spring, but the spring is cold, and the body is still wearing thick winter clothes, and people are walking in the tender willows, busy with their livelihoods.

Ji Yu walked back with a few hot buns after paying the copper plate, and the talented man in the teahouse sat in the warmest corner of the lobby, where he listened to the storyteller's commentary.

"The bun you want." Ji Yu handed the bun to Shu Caijun, and he felt more comfortable holding the hot teacup, he saw that Shu Caijun was fascinated by listening to the commentary, and he didn't even eat the bun, so he felt strange in his heart, so he listened to it together.

"Said that it was too late and so fast, General Zhao drew his sword and stood up, looked up to the sky and shouted, the thief was so frightened that he didn't even dare to speak, General Zhao waved another knife, it would be the same as cutting tofu, the thief's head gurgled and rolled down, and his eyes were as big as copper bells."

"What's so nice to say, to say that all the rhetoric is to exalt him." Ji Yu listened to it and felt that the level of this storyteller was really not good, so the group of idlers below listened to it with relish.

"Do you know who General Zhao is?" Shu Caijun regained his senses, picked up the meat bun on the table and took a bite, his face full of happiness.

"General Zhao, General Zhao." Ji Yu knew that this person, a deputy general who had no name a few years ago, climbed all the way up by virtue of his great military exploits, and now he is a member of the frontier.

Shu Caijun glanced at Ji Yu, took the tea on the table and drank it lightly, and stopped asking Ji Yu, it was really stupid.

"I said something wrong?" Ji Yu frowned, whenever he said something wrong, Shu Caijun would look at him like this, his eyes were full of coldness, as if he was saying, extremely stupid person.

"The wolf embraced the great victory, and General Zhao killed thousands of enemies by himself, which has become a myth among the people, and the storyteller made up this paragraph." After eating the first meat bun, Shu Caijun was not in a hurry to eat the second one, and began to chew slowly, analyzing the matter, "The wolf hugging pass is a dangerous level, the valley mouth is long and narrow and difficult to enter, and the terrain in the valley is open and flat, which is very suitable for catching turtles in the urn." ”

"You're saying General Zhao was tricked in." Ji Yu quickly reacted.

"It's still saved." The corners of Shu Caijun's mouth were slightly hooked, Zhao Jiang single-handedly entered the wolf pass, if he was not strong enough, then he had full intelligence, judging from the current situation, Zhao Jiang believed others, or false information.

"There may be spies in the army." Ji Yu made the final decision.

"Storytellers generally change their books for three months, this is your deadline, and you have three months to find out the spies in the army." After eating the meat buns, Shu Caijun took out a few copper coins in his sleeve and put them on the table.

"Go back by yourself today." Shu Caijun said lazily, he finally saved enough silver, he was going to see the general, after saying that, he hung his hands and went away, he was no different from those drunken scholars in the capital, his eyes were full of prosperity, and he seemed to be able to smell the fragrance of fat powder as soon as he lowered his head.

He had something to hide from himself. Ji Yu listened to the meeting in the lobby, and was driven out by Xiao Er impatiently, so he could only wander the streets, Shu Caijun wanted to find out the spy within three months, but how could he find the spy in the capital, unless, what Shu Caijun wanted to find himself was not a real spy, but a candidate who met the spy.

Ji Yu stopped, and hurried home to catch up, Shu Caijun's study has a military book, and he should be able to find out the position of the frontier general.

**

Seeing that his sweetheart was coming, he smiled on his face, took Shu Caijun's hand and sat down, handed the letter to Shu Caijun, and said worriedly after he read it, "Does she have something to hide from me?" ”

"Didn't the letter make it very clear that the boss was unlucky to whip her, so she won't return to the capital this year." Shu Caijun put down the letter and felt that Meng Yan was really, he usually wrote to him just on a piece of paper, and there were three big pieces of paper from the one in his hand, and he was treated differently.

"But I think she's hiding from us." Jiangli believes in his sixth sense very much, and even if this letter is no different from the previous ones, Jiangli still thinks there is a problem.

"She's hiding from her nephew." Shu Caijun hugged him and comforted Jiadao, "That kid is a white-eyed wolf who can't be raised, ruthless and smart enough, this kind of person will calculate the people around him sooner or later, and it is better for Meng Yan to stay away from him." ”

"What about you?" Will leave worried.

"At that time, you and I will travel together hand in hand, why do you blame the capital." Shu Caijun has already planned for the future, he just wants to live a stable life, no matter how famous or profitable, he can't compare to the person in his arms.

"It's better for us to bring Meng Yan." Will clutch the upper eye tract.

Meng Yan forget it. Shu Caijun hugged Jiang Li and thought sullenly, if she was here, she would have no place to stand, and she saw their deep sisterhood all day long.

**

He seems to have had a very long dream, in the dream is the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, the woman holding the baby humming a small tune, the boat swims under the bridge, the scholar on the bridge folding fan swaying lightly, shaking so impatiently that he wakes up from the dream and faces the people.

"Wake up." She walked to the side of the bed, stood there and asked Zhao Jiang, "Let's talk about compensation." ”

Under the dim oil lamp, a long hair hung down on Meng Yan's shoulders, and a few strands of broken hair were scattered on her chest, almost blending with the white clothes.

I don't know when all the green silk on this head was replaced with white hair.