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It's about Bingxuan's own age and character, and he wants to be lovesick. It's like a spring breeze blowing and flowers about to bloom. This spring is no different from any other spring. But this flower is just about to bloom, what can you do about it? And in this small forest, there are too few young men who can be with Han Chu for a long time.

It's always too cramped in this forest. Si Ling thought, stepping out, only to see the sea and the sky.

When the high priest saw the hussar general coming, he went up to meet him. When the hussar general saw his and Si Ling's expressions, he also expected that they had said something important just now, so he waited, only to think that Si Ling was willful and the high priest couldn't quarrel alone, and asked him to help. Even Si Ling is the high priest and is about to sue again.

Unexpectedly, the high priest was very on the road, and said, "Hussar, we should also give the princess a name." ”

The old hussar general was stunned, and instinctively looked at Si Ling.

Si Ling was also surprised, but he was about to raise his chin slightly, stretching his shoulders and waist, ready to accept the congratulations of his subjects. The twilight came from behind, as if adding a crown to her, and there was a maid with pink cheeks and innocent eyes next to her, and she folded her palms full of adoration.

- Yes, no matter how eccentric the old hussar general is, he has to admit that Bing Xuan is just like a maid by Si Ling's side.

- Not bad! He and the high priest were in fact biased.

However, in front of Si Ling, they were all familiar with the low hidden gaze, and it was not until behind Si Ling that they staggered a meaningful look: The hour is coming.

Si Ling said loudly to the soldiers: "If you are willing to fight, follow me out of the forest." Those who do not want to go out and take risks stay in the forest and live in peace. I give you the power to choose! ”

She didn't consult with the high priest. She simply didn't give them a chance to object. She is going to do this, with what her conscience and courage told her, to give the soldiers the right to choose to stay. And she herself must go out to the world.

The eyes of the high priest and the old hussar general burst into a fierce light:

The time has come! They don't come out of the forest. They have a reason not to go out of the forest. And the moment when this picture is exhausted is finally approaching.

On the fourth day of Zhaoqiu in the seventeenth year of the bloody storm of the Guangming calendar, Princess Guangming was named "Siling" in the lost land.

At that time, there were only a few clouds floating in the air, which were not big, like flowers held in the blue sea.

The blue sky stretched out into the rampaging forest, and gradually faded away.

Si Ling said that this is a strange dimension, an inherent truth. Except for Li Yan, I am afraid that no one can be accepted and sheltered by those trees, and walk freely.

And Li Yan really doesn't think of himself as a human anymore.

When the soldier's battle song sounded like a salute, he glanced over there, turned silently, and walked deeper into the forest.

Before he walked, one might think that the place where he lived was already in the center of the forest. After he walked, you realized that the forest was like the sea, and that it was deeper and deeper.

Li Yanbu walked deeply.

Twilight flickered away at his feet.

Then the wind rises, stirring people's clothes and hair; But it's not the wind, it's the invisible life that flutters its wings.

Then there was snow drifting, and it was whirled by the winged wind; But it was not snow, but the light of the waves in the sky.

There will be a moonrise, and it will be swaying; But it's not the moon, it's the flame lit by the otherworldly goblins.

Then there are plum horizontals, and the branches are on the ground; But it's not the moon, it's a fairy as thin as a flower.

The goblin lit the flames and tread the waves, fluttered his wings and swirled the light, slowly came, opened his lips, and spit out coquettish words: "Ah, sir, you are here!" ”

"I'll do it." Li Yandao.

The goblin approached him, floated away again, bent down and laughed, "Ah! Where to dye the strong human smell. ”

The laughter was like a spark, falling to the ground, and a lot of crumbs escaped from the flame tongue, and the shadow was not known for a few wisps, all smiling slightly and shining: "Ah! Where is the human smell? Where is the smell of people! ”

Li Yan said: "It's not the Bright Emperor Army. ”

"Oh, the remnants of the lost family!" The goblins said, "They're going to die?" ”

Li Yan shook his head and said, "Some people are sick. The bright princess came into the forest and asked me for help. ”

"Oh, the offspring of the enemy!" "Oh, the beloved's descendant!" The elves' voices faltered, "You've seen her." "You've killed her."

"Yes, I saw her." Li Yan said, "No, I didn't kill her. ”

"But you want us to help?" "But you want us to help?" "Cut off the ties, cut off love and hate." "You can come and join us." "Melted you into the spirit realm of my generation, and you will come." The elves please.

"It's coming, it's coming." Li Yan laughed.

"How fast is it and how slow is it?" The goblins were unrelenting: "But wait for a flower to bloom so slowly?" "But how fast do mountains and rivers fall?" "But the green silk and white snow?" "But the vicissitudes of life?"

"Where, where." Li Yan said, "Up and down, in the world for a day or two, they will go out of the forest, and they will never see each other again." ”

“…… But ...... "The elves raised their hands, like the whiskers of flowers and vines in fine weather, touching each other and spreading outward.

It's about consulting with each other, and then gathering information to verify it.

Li Yan's expression was solemn. He waited.

"—but," they said at last, "they don't go out. ”

“！” Li Yan pursed his lips.

He believed the word of the goblin. They can collect tiny particles in the air that cannot be seen by humans to infer information, and are not limited by spatial distance. They didn't lie to him either. Never.

But why didn't the Bright Emperor go out—and why didn't she?

"And she's in your cabin." "She's waiting." "I'm resting." "Licking her wounds." "I'm going to swallow you and put you in her belly." "Don't go." "She's going to hurt you." "She's going to bring you into turmoil and hurt." "Deeply hurt." The goblins advise. But they also know, "You're going to see her." "Like a fish in water." "Ignore our retention." "You have only one chance to join us. And that chance will eventually be extinguished. "Eventually. Either it's done long ago or never. ”

Li Yan smiled bitterly: "I'll come when I go." ”

"Never. We sang the parting song. The goblin said: "And this infatuated gift, for you to make a redemption." They placed a silver grain in Li Yan's palm.

It was shiny like a dream, as small as a flower seed, and shaped like a swimming fish, touching Li Yan's palm, patting its tail, and then it didn't enter Li Yan's hand, without sound, without arousing any reaction.

"It's a 'flip.'" The goblins said.

Legendary elixir, or spiritual object, or spiritual rune. No one can define whether it's a plant, an animal, or a mineral. Or maybe it's just a creation of nothing.

Legend has it that it can turn everything backwards. Dry is Kun, Yin is Yang, otherwise Tai.

"Then can I turn all the thrones in the world upside down?" Li Yan looked at his palm and said with a smile.

(This is called turning hands into clouds and covering hands into rain.) ）

"Oh no!" The goblins shook off with laughter: "Such a small grain, how can there be so much energy!" "Even if it is the 'flip' of the entire demon world, it can't turn the world." "The world is too cumbersome." "Only humans themselves can repeat themselves!" "This one can only be used for yourself." "One. It's enough to give only one use. "If you want, if you want." "Let it take you from the human world to the demon world."

From a human being in the human world, he turned into a goblin who stayed in the demon world in an instant, such a great ability! Li Yan clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome." "Yes, yes." "When you use it, remember that you must think about your wishes." "Think about what you're going to flip, and think about it." "If you make a mistake, you'll be in trouble!" "It's a big problem!" The goblins are earnest.

"Yes. Be. Li Yan solemnly wrote it down.

Then he walked back, turned to the cabin in the woods, and walked away from the place where the elves had been, and gradually faded the shadows of the flowers and their sighs.

He saw the girl sitting in his hut with vines, clad in golden light and shadow, like a bird in the dust.

At this time, the sigh in his chest was a long spit out.

The girl had already pounced. Like a weary and thirsty bird, it is easy to see a nest, and at once it is about to pounce on it to rest, regardless of whether it is suitable or not, whether it can withstand it, whether it will be pierced by her sharp beak.

So she told him, "We can't go out of the forest!" They don't agree! ”

"Oh," he said, "shall I kill them all for you?" ”

She looked up at him. The black eyes were turbulent, and he assessed how many catties and taels he had.

He has no credibility, and therefore nothing to criticize. With her rolling up a thousand layers of snow, he only holds a bright moonlight.

She smiled, let go of him, held her head and moaned, "Don't make trouble! I'd love to go out on my own! Are you with me? ”

"Accompaniment." He said. Be calm and down-to-earth.

It was with the goblin that he had made his mind clear, so there was no more struggle.

Si Ling didn't know that there was such a layer, and looked at Li Yan in surprise: "Why are you so good to me?" ”

Li Yan said without thinking: "Because it's worth it." ”

Si Ling smiled: "What is worthwhile?" ”

"That's another question." Li Yan shrugged, "There is still a prescription for the disease, but there is no answer to this question." ”

Si Ling is not unmoved. But she still has one more thing to confirm: "What if I'm not a princess?" ”

"What?" Li Yan was puzzled.

"They say, I'm probably not a princess." Si Ling was also very confused, "Or at least, not the 'that' savior princess they were waiting for. ”

The turn of events was indeed very sudden for Si Ling.

Han Chu was originally on her side, but suddenly a letter came, changed his mind, and did not recommend everyone to go out of the forest.

When Gu Bingxuan heard this, she was also very surprised, looking at Si Ling's battered face, she wrung her hands in pain and shouted, "The God of Light is above!" If I, if I ......"

If her status in Han Chu's heart is one-tenth of Han Chu's weight in her heart! Then she could persuade Han Chu to change her mind. How much she hopes that the people she loves will be harmonious and agreeable! She didn't want to see Si Ling injured, and she didn't want to see that this important cannonball was fired by Han Chu.

Si Ling calmed down, pressed her hand on Bingxuan's hand, and gently helped her separate her hands.

When local women are nervous, excited, and anxious, they have a habit of twisting their hands tightly together, about 180 degrees, with a sound, or even hundreds of sounds, "the gods are above" in their mouths! This action rests on ordinary people, it is easy to look pretentious, and it is made of ice silk, and it only feels sincere and moving. But Si Ling still didn't like to see her twist her wrist and self-harm like this.

Women's power can be used in many places, and there is really no need to waste it on self-harm.

Si Ling comforted Bingxuan: "It's not your responsibility. ”

"But if I ...... At least I ...... Maybe I can let him explain it a little bit more clearly? Bing Xuan said at a loss.

Really, Han Chu's letter was so fucked up that it didn't even explain why he changed his mind! "For reasons that cannot be explained, I would like to change my position and ask you to consider my new opinion. ”

What reason can't be explained? Si Ling once saw a saying: There is nothing in the world that cannot be explained clearly in three sentences!

She now really wants to burn this golden and jade good sentence to ashes, feed Han Chu to drink, and give a sentence: Anyone who can't explain it clearly definitely has a ghost in her heart!

In short, the high priest and the old hussar general took Han Chu's letter as a magic weapon, and said to Si Ling confidently: How is it? Can't go out, right?

Si Ling is obviously a princess and their nominal leader......

But they didn't listen!

Si Ling obviously ordered the three armies at the promotion ceremony, and they were any one to stay, and those who wanted to go out followed her to prepare to leave the forest......

But they don't enforce it!

They also advised Siling to pee on herself—ah, of course, in more euphemistic terms—but the meaning was very clear!

They feel that Si Ling is not capable of recovering the country now, and it is good to be able to help defend the achievements! The legendary savior phoenix girl may not be Si Ling...... Maybe it's a descendant of Si Ling? Ah, in short, it's good that Si Ling is alive obediently. Don't make too much fuss!

The high priest was even willing to preside over a divination to ask Si Ling if he really had his destiny.

Si Ling didn't believe in divination, not to mention that this form of divination was: put your hand into the fire to see if she would be hurt. Legend has it that the Phoenix Maiden lit a flame on her hand and brought people back to Kyoto!

As for Si Ling...... Si Ling just wanted to answer: What nonsense!

She refused to put her hand into the fire. No, no, no! Are you kidding? Whose is it burned out?

The old hussar general did not hold her hand and plunge into the fire. But in this way, the prestige she had built up among the soldiers was also weakened.

Looking at the raging flames and her figure that she avoided far away, they couldn't believe that "maybe she is the Phoenix Girl and will take us back to the country!" Instead, she was more like an ordinary person, flesh and blood like them, painful and wounded, and more close, however...... How can the task of restoring the light be carried by ordinary people? (To be continued.) )