Is there anything cool about this chapter? It's going to be fun. Also, the cute god came out, affectionate, said that when he saw Gong Yin, he would give the ticket to the pro, do you want to give the ticket to me?

This chapter is actually very informative...... It doesn't matter if you can't read it, just remember it. It's okay to forget, sooner or later there will be an answer.

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Immediately, his eyes froze, and he recognized who the figure was.

He was cold, not frightened, but surprised, surprised that his regression actually made people get close to the place without noticing.

In the brass mirror, another reflection suddenly appeared.

The hand suddenly froze.

As if he couldn't stand anymore, he sat down slowly on the table, and slowly wiped the blood-spattered mirror with his snow-white sleeves.

Blood splattered like a messy plum.

Without warning, a stream of blood flowed down the corner of his lips, down his jaw, and onto the smooth table.

He leaned down suddenly.

Now, it seems to be numb.

It was the first time he and her quarreled with each other, and it was painful, and he thought that that moment was the coldest decision, but later he realized that the suffering in the world is endless, reaching the deepest part of hell.

On that day, he mistakenly thought that someone else was her and poured out his heartfelt words, but fate was so treacherous, if he didn't want to give you, he would always be stingy, and he mustered up the courage to spit out his heart, and mistakenly voted.

The brass mirror dimmed and the light went out, and the reflection of the shadow was more than a figure, and he supported the dressing table with both hands, and saw himself in a trance, standing behind the dressing table, with his hand on a woman's shoulder.

Out of the side, five steps away from the side, is the dresser.

He took a breath and slowly got up.

There are some things that I hate, and I have to do them after all.

They couldn't bear it anymore, and he, too, didn't have the patience and time, and waited any longer.

Over the years, I have worked hard to climb to a high position, just to have enough strength to flip the mountains and rivers, and cover the goal I want with a strong palm. However, the Great Wilderness is too big and too mysterious.

Is it getting more and more urgent?

There have been four such messages in the past few years, and two this year has happened.

Those people, there is always a way for him to not find any clues, unable to find the person he wants to find.

In the past, he chased after him, trying by all means to leave the messenger behind, but every time he arrived, he could only see a smear of ashes.

There is no need to chase after the person who put the ice hockey, this kind of hell karma will burn all the targets to be destroyed in an instant.

He didn't move.

The light of the fire burned the ladybugs and the bones, and as if they were not extinguished, they came out of the window, and as if there was a target, they flashed into the darkness.

He immediately threw the ladybug and the bone, and the bug flashed a blue fire in mid-air, small but fierce, burning the bone and himself in the blink of an eye, leaving no trace, and igniting anything around it.

"Three months ......," he muttered.

He turned over the ladybug's belly again, and there were three marks on the ladybug's belly.

He didn't know whether to be disappointed or happy.

Suddenly a small insect came out of the bone, a bit like a ladybug, emitting a faint blue light, and there were spots on its back. He counted the spots, seven.

He shook slightly.

Between the shattered ice chips was a bone, the bone looked like a finger bone, not like a fresh one, with a dull black, like blood and like a deposited poison, he turned the phalanx over and over, and finally saw a small place on the mottled phalange, the original white of the bone appeared.

There was a look of disgust in his eyes, as if he didn't want to see it, but eventually he raised his hand, and the ice ball slowly flew up, landed in his palm, and shattered.

On the windowsill, at some point, there was a small ice hockey puck. There was something faint in the puck, a dark light flickering.

He was about to get up and leave, when he suddenly paused, and with a wave of his hand, the side window was opened.

Her stuff can only be touched by her. Eternal life.

He put the box back in, and with a flick of his fingers, the lock locked.

With a click, the box locked.

Fingers stroked lightly over her clothes, and it seemed that her fragrance was still there, filling in the palace of silent night.

He will always remember the amazement of that moment, even if he was angry and cold because of Zirui's impersonation.

It was a long dress of flowing fairy colors, she wore it, with a hat with ribbons and long hair curled slightly, and her lips were dotted with stars, and at that moment she was as glamorous as an elf coming from the waves of the mountains and the sea.

He recognized the dress.

He squatted down and lifted the box, the lid of the box was slightly open, and the top piece of clothing was exposed, bright, colorful, and light. Twisted in the hand like a dream.

Pull away her dependence, let her measure her land with her feet.

The treasure chest can't play the great wilderness, and no foreign object can play the great wilderness, so instead of relying on those vain gods and ghosts, it is better to rely more on yourself.

She was gone, unable to take the box with him, and he had no intention of returning it to her.

He was afraid that this thing was a bridge between her and another world, and one day she would abandon him and cross the bridge.

I always feel that it is a product of another world, it does not belong to him or the Great Wilderness, and it is a proof that she comes from a different era of flood and desolation. As long as this thing is there, she seems to be separated from him, as if in the void.

He didn't like the box because of that.

He walked over and stared down at the box, something she held dear to her, and she jokingly called it her treasure chest, and she was going to use it to make the wilderness. This box can indeed be called a treasure, and the things in it are strange, and they are not at all what can be possessed in this era.

The wind was strong tonight, and it kept shaking the windows and shaking the cabinet doors.

When I lifted the curtain on the side, I saw that the door of the cabinet against the wall had been opened at some point, revealing half of the box.

There was a sudden rumble on his side, as if there was a noise in the dark, and he knew that it was what she called the dressing room.

He was silent, still tucking every corner of the bed.

Now, who can tuck the quilt for her at night and warm her fingers resting in the cold air?

Halfway through, he paused, the futon was empty and cold, and there was no longer the person's body temperature.

Fingers slowly stroked in the futon, and it was natural to tuck the horns, she used to sleep badly, always kicking the quilt separately, he had to tuck her many times a night.

But I hope that in the future, she will return to light up this dark mountain and river.

Those days waiting for her to wake up in the thin morning light are one of the best memories of her life. Seeing Xiguang lit up little by little on her cheeks, he would feel that it was not the sun that illuminated her, but this day, which was lit up by her brightness.

He stepped forward and sat on the edge of the bed, the futon soft and cold, no, not her cheeks.

And this was erased by his own hands.

Or, her current dream should also be pale and bright red, the original colorful dream has been forcefully erased, leaving only the color of the flowers on the other side of the Yellow Spring.

Can she still dream now? But still have sweet dreams? Don't be like him, pale and bright red in your dreams every night, and wake up to a nightmarish sky.

Sometimes he would wonder what she was dreaming with her dreamy look, but most of the time it should have been sweet, as the corners of her lips curled slightly, and she dotted a small intoxicating dimple.

Those dawn wet skies, in his memory is always very clear, seeing the morning light like a light veil on her cheeks, eyebrows are different from the usual flamboyance, peaceful and quiet, his mood is always peaceful and quiet, always involuntarily gently stretched out his hand, wanting to touch her eyebrows, but before touching the moment quickly retracted, for fear of disturbing her dreams.

There was no foot pedal in front of the bed, and the palace maid should sleep before the foot pedal as usual, but she was not used to it, so she removed the foot pedal. He thought it was good, too. Sometimes he worked all night until dawn and came quietly to see her sleeping, so that he could be closer to her.

He stepped forward and stood in front of the bed.

She was satisfied, and he was satisfied. She likes peonies, and he thinks that only peonies are worthy of her abundance.

The screen was originally a double phoenix Chaoyang, she replaced it with the embroidered image screen of the famous beautiful man Mao Zhinan in the previous dynasty, and then he replaced it with the embroidered image screen of the Seven Flower Fairies in the myths and legends of the Great Wilderness, and she said that the seven women were ugly, and looking at her every day would make her ugly, and finally the two negotiated and replaced it with the current colorful peony.

Seven steps into the temple, screen.

A cloud passed.

He didn't lift his legs.

She doesn't like high thresholds, she is never used to them, at first she fell in front of the high threshold countless times and ate, and then this temple and the threshold on his side were sawed. It's okay on her side, but the ministers on his side have suffered, and the better ones are always crossing the high threshold that doesn't exist, being a stupid high leg lifter, and if they're unlucky, they're also falling into a dog and eating.

Ahead, there is no threshold.

Three steps of steps, snow beads rolled down, one by one, tinkling sound.

The snow fell, but the man did not step on the steps again.

The steps used to be smooth, and since she slipped on them once, he ordered them to be wrapped in granite, so that they would not be afraid to slip in the snow.

The path under his feet was so familiar that he couldn't go wrong with his eyes closed, and three feet further on, the steps of her dormitory.

He curled up his fingers, knuckles against the wound, as if pressed so tightly that he could find evidence of physical existence.

Who will change the snow for the spring breeze, and it will be cold for a long time.

He slowly raised his hand, where, close to the mouth of the heart, she had fallen a fiery kiss, muttering vows to warm him, and soon after, in the same position, a knife instead of the kiss, cold cut into the flesh and skin.

The wind stabbed sharply, and there was a dull pain in his chest, and he remembered in a trance, as if the wound was still there.

Walk in like a dream, indulge like a dream.

Or it's not like walking, it's like sleepwalking, the snow-white clothes are hanging on top of the snowdrops, but not even the tiniest snowdrops are broken.

He walked in softly.

Maybe when the master is gone, the palace will lose its soul.

Not long after she left, the temple had been cleaned, but for some reason, a faint smell of dust precipitated in the air. It smells vicissitudes and long.

Jing Hengbo's dormitory is dark.

……

As for the one that crashed, it's up to her own life!

There is a kind of indulgence that cannot be disturbed.

Meng Hu wanted to be reminded, but finally fell silent.

Meng Hu glanced at the national teacher, and then at Mingcheng in the distance, she stumbled all the way in a daze, and seemed to be coming in this direction.

He walked in slowly.

Unexpectedly, at this moment tonight, the side door opened.

I thought that this door would never be opened, and everyone was waiting for the day when the national teacher ordered to seal that door forever.

But I still can't avoid it, the whole quiet court, everywhere is full of memories and breath about her, I can't escape, I can't hide, I can't hide from it, it's just in the silence day after day, crushing the past.

Not only the side door, but also the red maple forest, Range Rover Pavilion, Feiqian Pavilion, Cuihua Building, Yechun Lake...... All the places she had played, where she had trodden, he no longer set foot. The nine-hole long bridge, which once remembered her loud confession, crossed the water alone, and no one took a picture of the river with it.

At that moment, everyone's hearts were full of sorrow.

The smile of vague memories will be shattered by the closed side door in an instant.

Everyone will smile at this moment - Her Majesty the Queen, who is close to the people and easy-going, never gets angry when the snacks are not delivered, will beckon everyone to eat, and will even sit cross-legged under the tree to share with them.

Since that night, the closed side door has never been opened, and no one of the guards has come near it, but sometimes their eyes sweep over, and they will be startled, as if suddenly they saw the side door open, and Her Majesty came in with all kinds of dishes and snacks, and laughed heartily.

Next door is Jing Hengbo's original dormitory......

Meng Hu's expression tightened.

His eyes suddenly moved, and he turned to Jingting - Gong Yin suddenly opened the door and came out, and went directly to the side door.

Meng Hu stood on the wall, looking at the figure who was stumbling and crawling in the snow, his expression even colder.

……

Whoever forced away that person on a snowy night, he tasted the bitter fruit on a snowy night!

Let her die!

Let her go crazy!

In fact, there are still guards, and around the quiet court, they are always heavily armed, but those who are covered with snow on their shoulders in the dark are staring coldly at the figure on the snow, there is no pity in their eyes, only hatred.

The queen was struck and seemed to be sick, and the attendants shouted for a long time to guard, but no one paid any attention to it. Tonight, the guards received a special gift from the national teacher and were allowed to roast and eat meat in the office. There were people gathered in front of the warm fire, and no one would care about the mournful cry of a palace maid.

Behind her, a palace maid followed anxiously, but she didn't dare to speak out or stop her.

A slender figure, staggering, staggered forward on the snow, cotton boots cracking the snow on the ground, making a creaking sound.

The snow this night, unlike that night, never fell very much, but it kept falling snow drops.

……

Yuzhao Dragon Riding Grand Commander LinkedIn Bai, out of Beijing.

The twenty-ninth month of the year of Renshen.

"Dang", the wine glass fell to the ground. Mingcheng's body went weak and fell into the snow. The palace maid called for the guards in panic, and Ying Baitou did not go back.

He straightened up, didn't look at the queen, and laughed away, his wide sleeves fluttering in the snow.

Ying Bai bowed to the Seven Treasures Golden Flying Phoenix Crown on her head, and said with a smile: "Ah, Your Majesty's Crown, do you think this wine tastes good?" Ah, Your Majesty's Crown, it's night, I beg your pardon for retiring. ”

Mingcheng was like being struck by lightning, and Chu Chu's expression was completely frozen on his face.

"When a man drinks, he respects only those who should be respected." He said softly, "I can't respect a bitch, but I have to honor the crown on your head." ”

This is a demeanor that makes the iron heart soften his self-blame, but Yingbai is still smiling.

"Big ...... Grand Commander...... You...... Did you misunderstand me......" In the wind and snow, she was wrapped in a thick thick coat and couldn't cry, her fragmented voice was blown away by the wind, and her raised eyes were still clear, blaming and incomprehensible, as well as endless sadness.

There was indeed liquid in the corners of her eyes, which slowly flowed down, mixed with the wine, and the skin that flowed through her was hot.

The wine ran down her bun, over her forehead, and on her eyelashes, which could not bear the force, and the wine trembled and fell like tears.

The pink face turned pale instantly, and her lips trembled a few times, as if she wanted to speak, but she seemed to be unable to speak, as if she had been hit by the wind and snow in the night, blocking her throat.

Mingcheng's body suddenly stiffened.

Pour a glass of wine over her bun.

And then.

The corners of his lips suddenly hooked up with an evil smile.

Yingbai raised his glass.

She raised her glass and smiled at Yingbai's eyes, not realizing that she couldn't help but learn Jing Hengbo's usual smile and the angle of raising her face.

Mingcheng smiled even more happily. waved her hand and motioned to the palace maid to pour her too, held the cup in her hand, and said with a smile: "Come, Great Commander, for the wind and rain from now on, for you and I know each other at this moment, and drink this cup." ”

The palace maid raised the wine glass with both hands above her head, and Yingbai paused and took it.

"Grand Commander." Her eyes flowed, staring at his face, "A glass of thin wine is strong, don't worry about the road ahead, there is no one to worry about, so the old rain is often negative, and there is a heart of ice reflecting the snow." This is Mingcheng's heartfelt words, I hope that the commander will not be discouraged, no matter what, Mingcheng always admires the commander. ”

Mingcheng smiled more clearly and movingly.

The palace maid beside her stepped forward to pour wine for Yingbai, the rich aroma of wine was permeated, and Yingbai's Adam's apple subconsciously moved.

"I've heard that the Grand Commander has good wine." She smiled, "I also have a pot of fine wine here. Although it is not a hundred-year-old Longshan, it is also a rare fifty-year-old cellar. I deliberately waited for the wind and snow, and I just wanted to be a great leader. ”

Queen Mingcheng didn't seem to feel anything about Yingbai's snubbing, and raised the tray in her hand upward.

"Your Majesty." He bowed casually.

Yingbai stopped, the anger on his face was gone, and his face was expressionless.

After the reset, she lived in a simple place, and almost all the ministers had never seen the queen of Mingcheng, at this moment, waiting in the wind and snow.

The woman under the black bone umbrella was crimson and dressed as a crown, her shoulders were covered with snow, and she was holding a tray with her own hands, and there were two cups on the tray.

Ying Bai angrily smashed the wine jug in Jingting, scolding the national teacher for being just a moment ago, and the next moment, at a corner of the road from Jingting to the queen's bedroom, someone was waiting for him.

The palace has always been a very strange place, it seems that the gate is tightly guarded, everyone is cautious and does not say much, but whenever something happens, the news always spreads very quickly, as if those things can be inserted in the wings of secrets in the blink of an eye, along the secret eyes and wriggling lips, flowing through the entire palace like water.

……

He looked back at Jingting's study worriedly, still silent, and the pale yellow light dragged the man's shadow on the Luoxue Mei diagram for a long time, not moving for a long time.

"The Great Commander......" Menghu wants to chase after him, and he is angry, this is really heartbreaking, what will the national teacher think when he hears it?

"Don't call me the Grand Commander! Lao Tzu is no longer the Great Commander! Yingbai angrily pushed him away, raised his legs and left. As he walked, he scolded angrily, "It's good to get out of here, this damn lifeless Yuzhao Palace, Lao Tzu has poured mold for eight lifetimes before he wants to come back!" Phew! Gong Yin, you have a kind, it's best to stay in Yuzhao Palace, you are seventy or eighty, widowed and lonely for a lifetime, and die here! ”

Everyone was silent, Meng Hu, who had been waiting anxiously, rubbed his hands and ran, with an anxious face, stopped in front of Yingbai, wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it, and said for a long time: "Great Commander, don't blame the national teacher ......"

The sound was equally loud inside and outside the silent court, and everyone could hear it clearly.

"Gong Yin!" Yingbai stood on the corridor, pointed at his nose, and said sharply, "With your virtue, Lao Tzu can't get used to it!" Don't wait! Leave! ”

The guard turned his head in shock, and quickly turned back again.

The sound of shattering resounded inside and outside the silent court.

His expression suddenly turned furious, and he raised his hand and slammed the flask.

"That's a good thing to say......" Ying Bai suddenly raised his face and muttered, "My emotions suddenly came......"

The snow is similar every night, but the people are different.

Ying Bai stared at him, but he had already turned his eyes away and looked at the snow again with a distraction from this night.

"Yingbai. The last pot of Longshan Ice Brew is in the dark grid under the three steps of this quiet courtyard study. He said quietly, "When you come back, if I am not there, remember to fetch it yourself." ”

Ying Bai suddenly felt that Gong Yin at this moment seemed to be about to melt away with the snow.

The interior was dimly lit, and he sat cross-legged, his snow-colored clothes hanging quietly. Half of the light was obscured, and a picture of falling snow plums was reflected in the dappled color behind him, and snow flakes swept in through the half-open window, floating and sinking beside him. Occasionally, it fell on his jet-black hair, reflecting the coldness of his skin.

Yingbai turned back.

His figure was about to step out of the door, and Gong Yin suddenly said, "Yingbai." ”

Yingbai drank the last glass of wine, picked up Gong Yin's wine jug, waved his hand as he walked out, and said, "Okay, who wants you to send it, hypocrisy!" ”

"Before dawn, you should go out of Beijing. I can't give it away. ”

Yingbai drank and ate food without speaking, as if he wanted to vent all his anger on this table.

Gong Yin only glanced at it, then waved his hand to order the man to retreat, and after a while, he said, "Shang Ke, it should be okay to think about it for a while." ”

Thinking about it and drinking dissatisfied, "It's far from it!" Far from it! It's too hard! ”

The man walked in, his expression was a little frightened, and he subconsciously wanted to salute Yingbai, but Yingbai waved his hand to stop, and said coldly: "Stop!" How many times have I taught you not to bow! Be cold! Be proud! Be high, like in the clouds! He turned his head and waved at Gong Yin, "Look! ”

Gong Yin raised his head and looked at the person who came in the dark, his eyes seemed to reflect his youthful beginning.

Ying Bai rolled his eyes, clapped his hands, and after a while, the curtain of the door was lifted, and a person slowly approached.

"What I've asked you to do, what's going on?"

His voice was full of anger, and Gong Yin didn't seem to hear it.

Gong Yin's hand paused slightly, raised his hand to get the wine jug again, Ying Bai raised his hand and pressed his wrist, and sneered: "Okay!" No need to divert the topic from a toast! I know! ”

"I was kicked out of Beijing, and I couldn't drink a cup of Longshan ice brew." Ying Bai was unwilling, and still muttered to himself, "Then tell me, who drank my wine?" ”

Gong Yin was silent, cupped his cup and looked at the snow outside the window and it was cold and dark, and the snow beads fluttered on the window paper, like the fingers of God knocking on the voice of fate.

Ying Bai snorted coldly and said stupidly: "Kill all of you." ”

Gong Yin remained silent and said, "None of the people you have cultivated over the years are allowed to be taken away." ”

Ying Bai was stunned for a while, then laughed and said loudly: "Yes!" ”

Gong Yin drank slowly, and didn't raise his head, "There may be chaos in the gold department." The governor of Chengda has been idle for too long, or the treasure knife will come out again, and the horse will be in Shanyin. ”

"You're too impatient to wait?" Yingbai gulped down, "Who's next?" ”

Gong Yin didn't bend the corners of his lips.

Yingbai's face was not good-looking, and he glanced at him and said, "Don't hide it, I won't want to check on your situation like the girl." ”

He raised his sleeve to cover the cup, drank it all, and the sleeve stopped slightly, and then put it down. The face was slightly flushed, like a white jade shining on the sun, and the crimson color was overwhelming.

"The Emperor Song is full of dangers, and the undercurrents of the six countries and eight departments are surging." Gong Yin raised his glass, "Have a safe journey." ”

"Don't, don't, I can't afford it. Your sin is not in vain. As soon as you make amends, I will be unlucky. Ying Bai waved his hand, looking annoyed, "A month ago, you poured me wine to make amends, and I was still elated that you finally knew that you were sorry for me, and you were going to go back to the three taels of silver you owed me back then, who knew that now you gave me this, it turns out that your reparation is in advance to prepare for driving me out of Beijing." Then why did you make amends this time? What else will I do next? ”

Gong Yin only smiled lightly and poured him wine personally, "In this way, this cup should be repented." ”

"You have to do it to your satisfaction before you can drink it, right?" Ying Bai raised his eyebrows, "Where are you drinking, just get a bait for me to chase." It's like a dog! Is there anyone like you who cheated on you? ”

"The second pot will turn 100 years in three years." Gong Yin looked at the snow outside the window attentively, "You will come back well in the future, it will be yours." ”

"Gone? Gone! Ying Bai's eyes widened, and he looked at Gong Yin for a long time, making sure that he would not lie, and his expression suddenly looked like a mournful examine, "You obviously promised to leave it for me to drink in the future!" ”

Gong Yin took back his wine glass, wiped the mouth of the cup that his fingers had touched with a handkerchief, and said lightly: "Longshan Ice Brew is gone." ”

"Drink less." Yingbai poured wine for himself, and casually poured the wine in Gong Yin's cup into his own pot, "It's still hard at this time, I won't praise you as a hero." He drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp, shook the wine glass, and said dissatisfiedly, "You have to drive me away, and you don't bring a better pot of wine, I heard that you have a hundred years of Longshan ice brew here." How about it, take it out and let's do it? I'm going to wander in the wilderness, if I don't get something good to make up for it, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back, the national teacher. ”

The lights are yellowish, the light and shadow are swaying, and someone coughs lightly, accompanied by the rustle of falling snow outside.

In the outside legend, the prisoner who was imprisoned, deprived of his post, and expelled from Beijing is now in the center of the quiet court, drinking with the national teacher.

Yuzhao Dragoon Commander, Yingbai.

The one who is dressed like snow is Gong Yin, and the other person has his hair tied casually, his beard is unshaven, his eyebrows are very dark and long, his eyes are often squinted, but he is slightly bent when he laughs, and there is a kind of chic charm.

Under the lamp, two people were drinking each other.

The lights of the Yuzhao Palace are sparse, and the lights of the quiet courtyard are faintly bright.

There was a person who had arrived, and it had brought a bust, and everyone was used to it, and when she left, the silence suddenly became so unbearable.

In fact, in previous years, Yuzhao Palace did not have a festive atmosphere, but for some reason, the recent Yuzhao Palace is particularly quiet, even the palace people walk softly, speak low, and the voice is a little higher, and they feel that it is particularly abrupt and empty in the courtyard of the pillars.

Unlike what the outside world imagined, Yuzhao Palace was very quiet, so quiet that there was not even a festive atmosphere.

Yuzhao Palace.

This night's imperial song can no longer resume the joy and excitement before the New Year's Festival, countless people are worried in the mansion, countless people are calculating and guessing in the mansion, countless people look at the direction of Yuzhao Palace, waiting or afraid that there will suddenly explode there again, and the shocking incident not long ago will be repeated.

The people of Dige have always been very politically sensitive, and when they thought of this, they all hurriedly dropped the things in their hands and coaxed them to disperse.

How dare Queen Mingcheng attack Yingbai? How could the national teacher accept it? Will the two clash over this? Is there another bloody incident in Yuzhao Palace next?

Queen Mingcheng has returned to the throne, and she originally asked for another ceremony to celebrate and announce her return, but was vetoed by the national teacher. The national teacher said that those who have already ascended the throne once will only be named after ascending the throne again. Queen Mingcheng quietly returned to her own dormitory in Yuzhao Palace. Continue your puppet days.

Royal Order? Queen's Order?

casually chopped off the right hand of the national teacher? Is he willing?

And the commander of Yingbai is different from Cheng Gumo, he is a real cronie of the national teacher, and he is the person who accompanied the national teacher all the way from confession to the national teacher, and walked over on the mountain of corpses and blood, if the two armies are the left and right hands of the national teacher, Cheng Gumo can only be regarded as the left hand, and Yingbai is the most powerful right hand.

The commander of the Yuzhao Dragoon, who was the first military attache of the dynasty at the same level as the governor of the Kanglong Army. How could such a powerful minister be deposed before this Chinese New Year's Eve?

There was a bang in the bazaar.

"Wang Ling: Yuzhao Dragon Riding Grand Commander LinkedIn Bai, sexually rebellious, handing over foreign ministers, arbitrarily exercising military power, and indulging in alcohol. After the joint agreement of the ministers, the resignation was handed over on the same day, and the emperor was not allowed to return to the emperor forever without an edict. Chin this! ”

What's the bad news about this year? The people uneasily dropped their things and looked back.

Not long ago, the people of Emperor Ge had just seen the Black Feather Rider once, and that was after the recent Yuzhao Forced Palace Incident, announcing that the queen was abolished and the Black Feather Order was renamed the Queen of Black Water, which spread all over the world.

The people of Emperor Ge all know that the Black Feather Knight is a special messenger of the Yuzhao Palace to convey important orders to the world. Moreover, only bad news is conveyed. For example, news such as the death of the king, the change and fall of the royal family, and the demotion of important ministers above the second rank.

Therefore, when the gate of Yuzhao Palace suddenly opened, and when a black feather galloped out from the gate of Yuzhao Palace like an arrow, carrying the unique white mountain and black water sign of Yuzhao Palace Junling through the bustling crowd and leaving the dust, everyone was alarmed.

This year, somehow, there was an exception.

In previous years, this situation was absolutely not allowed, because everyone knew that the owner of Yuzhao Palace loved Jing.

Because the official office has been sealed, including the Yuzhao Palace, all the gates of the Imperial Song Office are closed, but the people are no longer forbidden to stay nearby. Therefore, even near Yuzhao Palace, a temporary night market has been opened. Sell some new things trafficked from six countries and eight parts.

On the eve of the end of the year, the curfew was rarely opened, and it was getting late, and the crowd on the street was still bustling with lights.

Emperor Song.

……

"Kill."

"Where to go, what to do?"

"Let's go."

As long as she is by his side, heaven and earth will be at peace.

At this moment, she wants to follow him, whether she doesn't trust him or is willing to help, he doesn't want to think about it.

It was a very difficult thing, and he was willing to go alone.

He left because of the murder, once it began, it must end with blood and killing, if Xun Ru is still in the hands of the Yelu family, he killed the people here, he must take advantage of the dawn when the other party feels wrong, and before the next step, preemptively eliminate the other party.

He paused, thought for a moment, and smiled wryly. Sigh. Didn't try to say anything more.

"Where are you going?" A lazy voice came, rustling in the quiet night. Jing Hengbo poked his head out from behind the mountain wall, hugged his chest, and his mouth was still moving, as if he was eating.

Judging by the direction he was going, he was not going to the village.

She staggered out, behind her, Yelu Qi watched her back, until she turned a corner, Huo Ran stood up, while tearing off the strips of clothing and cloth strips, bandaging the wounds on her arms tightly, while walking to the corpses of those who were killed in the Yelu family, turning over carefully for a while, finding something, stuffing it in her arms, and turning around to leave.

"Okay." Jing Hengbo yawned, greeted Feifei, and waved lazily, "Remember to come back." ”

"I need to breathe." Yelu Qi sat down cross-legged and smiled at her, "You go back first, I'll go back at dawn, let's discuss whether to go to the Heavenly Ash Valley to muddy the waters." ”

Jing Hengbo thought so. The Great Wilderness is famous for its mystery, and no one should take it lightly.

"Logically not." Yeluqi said, "But you know, the Great Wilderness is full of swamps. Difficult circumstances are the easiest way to make strange people, and perhaps someone has developed the ability to survive for a short time under the swamp. ”

Jing Hengbo turned his head, the ghost was gone, and he still smiled lazily, and asked him, "Can there be people alive under the swamp?" ”

The fog in the belly of the mountain is shallow, the light and shadow are blurry and changing, her smile in the fog is kind and delicate, and the ghost is full of ghosts, Yeluqi feels that if Scarlet Luo can see it, she will definitely hide under the swamp in this life and never come out.

Jing Hengbo stopped, wiped the mud on his hands as if nothing happened, and said, "It's best to kill, it doesn't matter if you don't kill it." She couldn't kill me when she was a woman, and now she can fix me when she's in trouble? Turning his head and smiling at the swamp, "If you don't die, sister and you all play slowly, just exercise your sister's killing skills, cut, the mice are all playing to death, isn't the cat going to be boring and crazy?" ”

The taste in his heart was bitter, and he couldn't help but clench her wrist, "Hengbo, don't look for it, she can't live, it's better to live than to die, your revenge has already been avenged." ”

How hateful, how ruthless.

But let such a person come to this day, and what kind of heart-rending soul baptism did she receive that day?

Maybe this is a good thing, the road of the emperor, the ruthless forbearance, and the ability to do what people can't.

It's like she's going to attack Scarlet, so decisive and ferocious. The domineering spirit hidden in his bones was finally washed away by the snow that night.

In the past, her smile was charming and calm, but now her smile is still glamorous, calm, but there is more hidden coldness and murder.

I know too well what makes this woman who used to be very lazy, casual, very amorous, very clean, very unwilling to worry and not like to kill, become a smiling female owl who is now fierce and fierce, kills people with a smile, can calmly rummage in the heaps of blood and mud, and wants to kick people with a dagger in her mouth.

Distressed.

He was a little frightened, a little strange, a little chilly, but more importantly, a sudden upsurge of distress.

Yelu Qi looked at her in a daze, this good woman, at the moment her face was covered with blood and mud, but she seemed to be unconscious, squatting on the edge of the swamp, the pair of white and slender hands, which used to be as clean as a flowing spring, were now digging around on top of the black mud, with a sense of wanting to jump in and cut people out and kill them.

Jing Hengbo raised his eyebrows, raised his head, smiled at the corner of his lips, and said, "Death wants to see corpses!" ”

Jing Hengbo stared at the silt pool for a long time, and wanted to reach down to dig it out regardless of the dirt, Yeluqi stepped forward, grabbed her hand and pulled it away, and said angrily: "I don't know what is down there, you don't want to die?" ”

Calm returned to the cave, and only the thick bloody breath did not disperse.

All the action happens in a moment, and the blood is also terrifying.

There was a tumbling on the swamp, a deep ditch quickly appeared and moved forward, the sword flew straight outward, Jing Hengbo rushed to the edge of the silt pool, and faced the ditch, the dagger in his hand stabbed hard, but it pierced into the empty place, and then the ditch disappeared.

"Whoa." As soon as there was a sound, the black shadow sank extremely quickly, and disappeared on the swamp surface in a blink of an eye, and the sharp stones immediately smashed into the mud, splashing countless silt, and the mud was full of blood!

"Whew." The sound of the wind was violent, and the second stone of Jing Hengbo had arrived again, the bottom was sharp, sinking like electricity, facing the Scarlet Heavenly Spirit Cover!

Scarlet let out a low whistle as she struggled to herself, and the shadow immediately sank under the swamp.

Crossing the black silt river in the belly of the mountain, suddenly a black shadow flashed, and a huge figure appeared, which was catching Scarlet, this thing was the huge thing that was dragged from the silt river when Yeluqi was killing people before, and one was dragged out for him and killed the family's eldest gentleman, and there was actually one left.

"Ahh Scarlet let out a scream that didn't look like a human voice! Her body fell hard, and her right leg twisted behind her like a slug.

"Click." With a cracking sound, the boulder that was supposed to be smashed on Scarlet's waist slammed into her right leg, and the terrifying bone cracking sound was as crisp as a tree branch breaking, and seeing Scarlet's right leg from the hip down, it immediately hung down in a strange posture.

Suddenly a black light flashed in the mud, and several black lines shot out like lightning, and Scarlet reached out in mid-air to catch it, and desperately moved forward with the power of the black line.

Scarlet was terrified, and desperately let out an extremely ugly whistle.

Boulders!

The wind is so heavy and violent!

When she pounced, she heard Jing Heng Bogege laughing, and her heart was chilled with laughter, and then the wind behind her sounded!

Jing Hengbo retreated again, and Scarlet only wanted this moment to be empty, and threw himself into the mud pool in front of him with all his might.

Scarlet Luo screamed, his body twisted, and a blade suddenly popped out of his waist and shot towards Jing Hengbo's lower abdomen.

Scarlet screamed, desperately slammed his head back, Jing Hengbo let go, the dagger slipped, and with a bang, Scarlet Luo neck to his cheek, and suddenly cut a hideous opening, blood splashed everywhere!