Chapter 289: Leaving the Country
Uncle Tai squatted down, rubbed Ning Chaolai into his arms, and said, "He didn't want you, he was just tired and wanted to sleep for a while, and when he slept enough, he would naturally wake up." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
Ning Chaolai raised his lips and smiled, yes, just tired, maybe this is a dream, wake up from the dream, everyone is alive, everyone is fine.
However, not everyone can experience such a thing as being born again.
She lay in Uncle Tai's arms, grabbed the corners of Uncle Tai's sleeves with both hands, and murmured,
"Shaoqiao is dead, Chu Li is dead, Ah Weng is dead, my cousin is dead, Du Juan is dead, they are all dead because of me, they are all dead. I'm so afraid, I'm afraid that I owe too much debt in this life, and I will go to hell when I die. I want to wash the Huns in blood, and I can't do anything because I have more than enough strength and not enough strength. I'm tired, I'm so tired looking at this devastation. But as soon as I close my eyes, I will see their blood, red and bright, about to devour me. I'm afraid to see them, and I'm afraid not to see them. ā
Ning Chaolai stared at the blood-soaked prairie, his eyes empty.
Reborn once, she tasted the suffering of the world, all those who cared about her died for her, and all those she cared about died because of her.
She had said that if that was the case, she would have died in that fire in the first place.
"When you're tired, close your eyes, and when you wake up, everything will be fine, don't be afraid of ......" Uncle Tai reached out and brushed the hair on Ning Chaolai's forehead, with a gentleness that he had never had, and said, "I will accompany you, no matter where you go, I will accompany you." ā
Ning Chaolai really closed his eyes, breathing shallowly, if there was nothing.
Uncle Tai knew that she was really tired, she was just tired.
"I will accompany you in the sword mountain and the sea of fire, even if you want to go to hell, I will always accompany you. In the future, I promise you to spend the moon before and after, and I wish you a prosperous life, as long as you spend the rest of your life safely and live well. ā
Uncle Tai hugged Ning Chaolai step by step, tears fell on Ning Chaolai's face, flowing down his cheeks, and he couldn't tell whose tears it was.
The wounds on his body were numb to pain.
He exchanged thousands of people to save her from the dire situation, including Chu Li, including Xu Shaoqiao, and the heartbroken woman he killed with his own hands.
Fortunately, when she was in great pain, his heart was also bitten by thousands of ants at the same time.
Watching Tai Shuhuan and Ning Chaolai walk away again, a big man hiding in the grass pulled his bow again and aimed the bow and arrow at Tai Shuhuan's back......
Wu Shi Xiaolou snatched the long sword from He Lai's hand and cut off the head of the big man with a sword.
The fate of Ning Chaolai and Tai Shuhuan is the last bit of friendship between Wu's Xiaolou and Dahan, if this friendship is broken, the Huns will really be finished.
Looking at the blood dripping from the scimitar one after another, Wu Xiaolou turned around indifferently and walked back.
This farewell, in the future, the ends of the earth, are all strangers, he is still an eagle on the grassland, he has always been a fearless eagle, and he has only been a lonely eagle.
Inside the carriage, four people and two corpses, there was a dead mourning.
Xu Shaoqiao and Chu Li both lay on the soft couch calmly, as if they had just slept for a while, but they would never wake up one day.
"Ah Huan, if this trip, I don't have the life to go back, so bury me in your tomb, I know that you have already prepared the grave, and the epitaph is engraved with the names of Taishu Huan and Ning Chaolai."
Before coming to the Huns, Xu Shaoqiao, who was sitting together drinking, said this, looking at Tai Shuhuan with a smile in his eyes, with cunning in his eyes.
If he is buried as Uncle Tai, there will be the name and surname of the woman he loves on the tombstone, and he will accompany him through thick and thin for generations. If it was with his identity as Xu Shaoqiao, even if he was accompanied by someone, it would be the same Si Xiaoyu that he had never faced, and he would not be happy.
Chu Li, who was sitting on the side with Xu Shaoqiao at that time, also said with a smile,
"Chu came here, not wholeheartedly for the son-in-law, and he didn't dare to ask for anything, at that time, if there is really anything wrong, I just hope that the uncle general will intercede for the son-in-law for me, and let Shangyang have a way to live. As for my body, send it back to the house. ā
Their smiles were so strong that Uncle Tai thought that what they said was just a joke and didn't dare to take it seriously.
It wasn't until they lost their lives that Uncle Tai realized that it was their last entrustment.
Save Ning Chao, they can not come, but they insist on coming. They are all gentle and elegant young men, men who write about the strategies of the country, but they are for Ning Chaolai to pick up the double sword, come for her, and die for her, such a heavy, tragic and poignant guard, if he is her, he will also be overwhelmed.
"My lord, what should I do with the bodies of these two adults?"
Looking at Uncle Tai, who had lost his soul, Doctor Mu thought about it for a long time before asking.
When a few people were drinking and practicing in the General's Mansion that day, he was on the side, and he really listened to the words of Chu Li and Xu Shaoqiao, but he didn't know what Uncle Tai would arrange.
"Xiao Ling is waiting in front of ......" Uncle Tai paused and said, "After entering Chang'an, let people prepare two clothes and bathe and change clothes for the two of them." Chu Li...... Send him back to Chu Mansion, let him return home after his death, and his soul will return to the Chu Cemetery. As for Shaoqiao, cover his face with a black veil, and no one is allowed to peep at his face, and when the coffin is closed, the veil will be torn off, and he will be buried in the empty mound I have prepared. ā
Uncle Tai said, brushed off his sleeves, picked up Ning Chaolai and opened the curtain and went out.
Doctor Mu shouted out to his lord, and his tone was full of reluctance.
"Uncle General Tai is dead, and there are no more generals in the world." Uncle Tai glanced deeply at the two people on the couch, "They have to work for you to settle, thank you!" ā
After that, Uncle Tai lifted the curtain, untied the reins of one of the four horses pulling the cart, turned over on the horse, and hugged Ning Chaolai tightly in his arms.
The horses galloped, the skirts flew up, and the remnant sun spread on the endless desert, gradually rendering out.
The two people in the carriage, one of them lifted the corner of the curtain, looked at the distant figure stupidly, Qi Niang said softly,
"Uncle General is scarred, but he refuses to let you heal in the slightest, isn't something happened to the son?"
"The son-in-law does have something, the wear and tear of the body, and the devil in my heart. The several lives she carries in her heart, if she can let go, she will be safe and happy, and if she can't let go, her life will be short. ā
Before the wood doctor could retract his gaze, Qi Niang angrily threw open the curtain and untied another horse.
said, "You go find Xiao Ling yourself, be sure to bring the two back to Chang'an and put them in peace." ā
Qi Niang turned over and got on her horse and followed the horse that had just left.
The Wood Divine Doctor quietly looked at the horse that seemed to disappear into the sky, and looked at the monk who was knocking on the wooden fish not far away and walking towards the Shura Field, and pulled out a bitter smile.
He knew that his answer could not satisfy Qi Niang, and he also knew that such a tragedy would make many people dissatisfied, but everything was a certainty in the dark.
How it will end, I really can't know.