Bei Moling didn't feel how comfortable her care was, and angrily thought that she was just changing the subject. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He flicked his sleeves suddenly, his face was grim, and without saying a word, he turned around and left.

"Bei Mo Ling!"

Due to the man's emotional fluctuations, Zhen Yue burst into tears in an instant.

Looking at his sad and arrogant back, his heart hurt like being pricked by a needle, and his numb mind was fresh for a moment.

It's not that she doesn't want to go with him, but she has no strength anymore, how can she be with him when she is ruined? There was not a word in his throat, only a buzzing chok.

Bei Mo Ling stopped and turned around, his gaze falling on the woman deeply.

The cold wind swept up Zhen Yue's dress, making her extremely thin, and her perennially strong and tough shoulders were also depressed, and his cold eyes gradually revealed suppressed pity.

Exhaled heavily, looked at Zhen Yue, and said with a serious expression: "Always remember that there is a way to look back, smoke and rain, red dust, waiting for you to return." ”

The last trace of tenacity that held her up shattered in an instant, turning into pieces of slag, and there was a warm feeling that wrapped her in defeat, like a dying person finding a touch of warm sun.

The man's shallow voice flowed through her parched heart, slowly nourishing her soul.

At the end of this road, in addition to the cliff, there is still a person who lights a lamp for you, opens a path for you, and tells you that as long as you turn back, he is waiting for you.

Bei Mo Ling, North Mo Ling, what should I do, at this time, she just wants to shrink into her shell, slowly lick her wounds, and regain herself!

The horse's hooves were far away, rolling up the bright red dust of Dongtan, and the inky black figure gradually disappeared at the end of the road under the protection of the Flame Army.

Zhen Yue knelt on the ground, howling and crying, the devastated past swirling in her mind, and the sadness of the years in her heart turned into tears again, dripping on the land of Dongtan where white bones had accumulated.

The quiet study jade is the lamp, the pearl is the curtain, the snowy night is cold, and everything is depressed.

The jade floor outside the study was covered with a thin layer of snowflakes, and rows of maids knelt on the cold ground, sincerely afraid, the ground was a broken celadon jade bowl, and the sweet and delicious lotus seed porridge had cooled down and melted together with the snow.

There was a crack in the study, and the wind was blowing in, blowing the candle flame hideously, and the figures in the room were pulled into all kinds of terrible shapes.

From time to time, generals came out of the study, and in the cold winter, they were sweating.

"Get out! Get lost! I said I'm going to be caught alive! You are such useless things! Get out of here! ”

With a few snaps, several soldiers were blasted out of it, and with the chaotic sound of smashing cups, the four treasures of the study, the seats and benches, and as long as they were intact, they were all shattered by a sword.

The surroundings were silent, the cold wind was strong, Qiu Sheng lay in the ruin-like study, quietly looking at the exquisite overhang, and his deep eyes finally revealed a trace of emotion in the dusty night.

Not far from him, there was a bright red head rolling on the ground, it was the head of Chu Zhong brought back by the dead man, and countless sounds sounded in his ears like frosting.

"The girl let her subordinates talk, and if you are ruthless, I will be unrighteous."

"Thousands of miles away, the girl was taken away by King Ling, but the spies reported that the girl did not leave with King Ling, and there is no trace so far."

"There is no trace."

He can think of the tragedy of the long slope, and he can still think of Zhen Yue's hatred, with Zhen Yue's means of concealing her whereabouts, it may be difficult to find her again.

But what can you do if you find her? Is he still qualified to say love? Nine years of love was finally buried by his own hands, he thought he could bear it, but when the rupture really came, he realized that he couldn't bear this heartache.

He had lost her after all.

The New Year has arrived, the fireworks are brilliant, but in the east of the Jin Ge Iron Horse, the war is pervasive, and the world is cold.

In the seventy-first year of Zongming, the day before the New Year, the galloping country of Tan ushered in a new era.

Basi City fell, and General Huo, who had resisted Xitan for several months, was finally beheaded by the sword, and his body hung high on the city gate, making Xitan's bones stand on end, and the people talked about it.

That day, I believe that the entire Tan country can not forget, that day is a memory that everyone can not erase day and night, Dongtan Tieqi completely stepped into the homeland of memory, and stepped into the Shengjing Palace, where the fate originated.

On that day, the weather was exceptionally good, the sun was shining, and the streets and alleys were full of kneeling people.

The Tan Kingdom, which has been divided for nine years, has finally been unified, ending the long division, and no one will forget the fire nine years ago!

How many people changed their fate in that fire and crawled out of the bones with a deep hatred.

The road under his feet is the same as when he was a child, clean and tidy, the red bricks and green tiles are more vivid than in his memory, Qiu Sheng is dressed in military uniform, sitting on horseback and slowly walking through the world-famous Blue Cloud Altar of Shengjing Palace.

The army surrounded him, he tugged at the reins, raised his head slightly, and looked at the majestic and magnificent Shengjing Palace, his eyes suddenly turned red.

When the horse's hooves stepped into this haunting palace, no one could know his surging heart at this moment, and the whistling memories filled his mind and made his fingers tremble.

Purple pillars and golden beams, jade dragon cornices, a brilliant.

The straight palace road is endless, vast and majestic, and the majestic terrace square is full of civil and military officials, as well as trembling palace people.

He got off his horse, the wind grew, and the moment the soles of his feet landed, no one was terrified, and who would have thought that nine years ago, a lost dog would come back with a large army, ending the shattering of the country, and they would be greeted with a cruel baptism.

Qiu Sheng took a deep breath, raised his foot and stepped on the long steps in front of him, the stairs were long, longer than the road he had traveled over the years.

The face of the father, the face of the queen mother, and the face of the imperial sister flashed in your mind, did you see it? I am back! I did not fail in my mission, lived up to the trust, and came back with the sharpest knife!

I want people who have trampled on us to live better than die!

The iron-blooded achievements were driven by hatred, and all these years of forbearance were finally completely released when he stepped on the steps, the man's face was no longer warm, his black eyes were squinted indifferently, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a cruel smile.

Finally, when he stepped on the broad platform on the hundred steps, he was greeted by trembling backs.

The pleasure, in addition to the pleasure of covering the sky and the sun, is the impatience to drink blood.