Bi Yuewu hasn't slept well recently, a few days ago, Mr. Liang and Feng's battle of the unfinished building made her worry, there were three good hands in the seven kills, Lin was actually Mr. Liang's sister! This incident made Bi Yuewu break out in a cold sweat, fortunately she was one of the twenty-eight nights of the matter Lin didn't know, in her eyes, she was probably a dessert shop owner who was good with her, but what about Mr. Liang? Could he have seen something in the clues? Could it be that Mr. Liang has been acting all along, so what is the purpose? Is it misleading?

Bi Yuewu couldn't figure it out, but since Mr. Liang's seven killings returned, he couldn't help but jump like thunder as calm as Mr. Liang, maybe Mr. Liang is a god in the minds of many people on weekdays, an undefeated myth, and a hegemon who covers the sky with one hand. However, lying beside Mr. Liang, she looked at the increasing hair and wrinkles, looked at the sadness in Mr. Liang's dreams, and watched him hold himself and cry silently. And Kaede, the faith in everyone's hearts, is just a big boy, carrying the world on his thin shoulders and carrying all beings in his fragile heart. And I am constantly worried about these two people!

Many times Bi Yuewu wanted to quietly assassinate this legendary figure in the Northeast, but unfortunately, there were always bodyguards on standby behind the curtains, and there was a trace of ink in the next room, which could be called a holy hand, and the assassination was just an unrealistic fantasy. What's more, Bi Yuewu's heart has long lost that sharpness. Himself, like the tragic Lynn, fell in love with his own goal? A woman is still a woman after all, and she is not suitable for galloping on the battlefield.

Maybe if I die, it will be warmer to sleep in the coffin, and I will definitely be covered with the banner of "leading the world" on behalf of Junchou, as well as Mr. Liang's "domination of the world" suit. As for herself, she is really fed up with double worries, Kaede's life and death are related to her faith, her morality, and her benevolence; Mr. Liang's life and death are related to her love, her happiness, and her him. If I could, I would rather die among you than I am the one who dies, and if my death can be exchanged for peace and stability, then I will definitely die with a smile and walk happily on the bridge of Naihe. But I will never drink that bowl of Meng Po soup, I still have to remember the appearance of Liang Jun, I will definitely marry you in the next life; I also have to remember what Feng looks like, we still have to lead the world in the next life, I am still your subordinate, or your sister Leng.

Bi Yuewu was so distracted by the pillow, and Mr. Liang walked in slowly, "What do you want Yujie?" "The peace talks are proceeding in an orderly manner, and there is not much time left for Mr. Liang to rest, and she has been sullen lately.

"It's nothing, isn't there any danger in this negotiation." Bi Yuewu didn't know what to say for a while, and she also couldn't understand why Mr. Liang wanted to take herself to negotiate. Is it that his identity has been recognized and he has become a pawn on the chessboard? Or is he just inseparable from himself?

"I don't want to leave you alone in the Northeast, if there is an accident, I hope you will be seen at the last sight." Mr. Liang kissed Bi Yuewu's forehead lightly, and the beauty's hair exuded a little "Darling who will be fine." Where you are, where I am. What Bi Yuewu said was sincere, even if you are my enemy, you are also my lover.

Kaede lazily leaned against the peach trees on the outskirts of the city, and in spring, he and she liked to watch the colorful sunset, the beautiful sunset, and the vast stars. At that time, she always pestered him to compose poems, pestered him to bake delicious food, pestered him to cry, and pestered him to laugh. It's a pity that Feng is always very busy, busy with his world, busy with his life ideals, busy solving problems for others, but he never found that he couldn't see through it, but it was this love, this love. Now that he understood, he was beside her, a snow, a pot of wine, a person, a poem without a title.

"Lynn, you know what? Your brother and I are about to make peace, and it will inevitably be another open and secret fight. I want to talk to you before I go. Maybe here, I'm the real maple, not the one who is the king, and I don't have to bear the burden of leading the world. I can cry, I can laugh, I can drink, I can mess around, I know you won't mind.

Your brother is smart, decisive, resolute, and has the demeanor of a general. If I hadn't been on behalf of Junchou, if he hadn't been Mr. Liang, we would have been very good friends, and we could drink crazy together and guide the country together. However, fate has doomed us to become rivals, and you are the most unfortunate sacrifice. Actually, I don't have the slightest chance of winning against your brother, really, they may not know that the Dai Junchou they believe in is not as strong, so brave, and so wise as they seem. The qiē is just an illusion that has deceived sentient beings, and it has also deceived myself, making me believe that I can. So countless people fell, and I was still standing, and I was still fighting.

In a few days, your eldest brother and I will go head-to-head, maybe we will fight to the death, if I die at his hands, I have no regrets, so I can meet you earlier; If your eldest brother unfortunately dies, please don't resent me, after all, he and I have their own morality, maybe for the common people, maybe for the family, martyrdom may be our ultimate destination. I will not show mercy, because he is your big brother and my enemy.

By the way, I have two righteous sisters, Diandian, oh, and the Miss Tang who will talk when she sees you, they are all good girls, and I will try to be a dutiful big brother. Then you won't be jealous, and you will blame me all day long*.

Not much else, if you are bored, you might as well run another 'Cherish Word Paper', one day, I will still be the owner of the bookstore, and you will still be my cashier. If you are lucky enough to save your life, I will speak to you again. I have already left a suicide note, just under the seal letter with the world, if I die, they will bury me with you, don't blame me for robbing your quilt at that time, I'm afraid of the cold. ”

The snow has stopped, the wind has driven away the dark clouds, and the bright moon shines in the sky