The two hundred and fifth Jiang Wu, farewell
At the moment when Xuan Mingsan merged into the magma, a dazzling light suddenly emitted, Feng Luo looked at the scene in front of him with his eyebrows tightened, only to see that the magma that was originally fused together suddenly strung up with a shocking fire at the moment when it encountered Xuan Mingsan, and the hot sparks suddenly splashed everywhere.
Looking at the scene in front of her, she was shocked for a second in her mind, and then realized that it seemed that everything that happened today was caused by Xuan Mingsan.
But she didn't have time to think about it now, a large number of flying sparks splashed on her clothes, burning her skirt out of small holes, she didn't have time to dodge, suddenly, a spark splashed on her left cheek unexpectedly under the huge impact, the moment the face touched, a violent burning pain melted on her face, her face suddenly twisted painfully, raised her hand to touch the wound, and there was a sharp pain, the delicate and small facial features were hideous to the extreme, she lowered her head and covered her face with both hands.
The body lost its balance, she fell down heavily, and fell straight to the ground, how could the surface of the ground that was already loose withstand such a violent impact, only to see that at that moment, she fell to the ground, and the ground immediately lifted a thick layer of dust, and a huge hole cracked and quickly spread to the cliff.
Hearing a bang, the ground completely fractured, and her whole body fell straight down without support.
Behind her was a fiery red magma tumbling, the bright and warm red like the ten-mile red makeup she wore when she was married. Her body was like a withered remnant flower slowly drifting down, Feng Luo quietly raised her eyes full of starlight, looking at the rising warm sun, the long-lost sun finally came out, and the light swept through the layers of dark clouds to shine on the snow-capped desert, and the interweaving of ice and fire outlined a large net of life.
She was afraid that she would never see such a magnificent scenery again.
"Jiang Wu, I love you..."
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"Jiang Wu, goodbye..."
A clear teardrop gently fell from the corner of her indifferent eyes.
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The thin sun in the distance shone through the dark light, and not far from the foot of Suzaku Mountain, a figure suddenly stood up.
The woman's figure is cheeky, her back is thin, and under her beautiful side face, her eyes are slightly faint.
Nie Qiancheng pursed his lips lightly and looked intently at the top of the mountain in the distance.
Standing so far away, she couldn't actually see what was going on there, but judging from the shaking of the sky and the sudden appearance of a particularly dazzling light, if the woman was still on the mountain, unless she was a god, she would definitely die.
It's just that she didn't expect that the power of the Xuan Ming Scatter would be so great, the Xuan Ming Scatter was given to her by the door master, she knew that Feng Luotian must have arrived in the Wuji Desert at this time, in order to save Jiang Wu, she would definitely go to the Vermilion Bird Mountain to pick the wind grass, so she asked her to hand over the Xuan Ming Scatter to Feng Luotian, and let her take the Xuan Ming Scatter to the Vermilion Bird Mountain, she didn't know what the effect of this Xuan Ming Scatter was, but now she finally saw it.
Nie Qiancheng pondered for a long time, her cold eyes gradually covered with a layer of worry, she didn't expect that a woman would use such cruel means to deal with Feng Luotian, she actually wanted to burn her alive, what kind of black heart could do such a thing, what made her even more frightened was that she was a traitor to the lonely gate, one day, if Gumei refused to let her go, then her fate would be worse than Feng Luotian?
Just as she lost her mind, she saw a sharp light flash above her cold eyes, and in the next second, a cold sword stabbed along her shoulder.
Nie Qiancheng's eyes narrowed, and at the same time as the sword stabbed over, she turned over sensitively, and at that time, she quickly stretched out her hand to her waist, neatly and cleanly pulled out the saber on her waist, and scuffled with the comer.
The swordsmanship is exquisite, there is no void style, Nie Qiancheng does not lose at all, his moves are sensitive, his strength is very strong, the two have fought for several rounds, and they have not yet distinguished the superiority.
Nie Qiancheng's eyes were furrowed, and while she vigorously picked up her sword, she quickly turned over and distanced herself from the comer.
Standing not far away, she could finally see the future clearly.
She was actually a woman, dressed in black, with a high bundle of green silk, a slender figure, and an excellent temperament, but she had dark skin, thick eyebrows, wide eye space, a slightly collapsed nose, and her unmodified face was covered with deep and shallow freckles, and there were two heavy dark circles under her eyes.
Nie Qiancheng's eyes gradually turned cloudy, she really hadn't seen this woman.
"Who are you? You are so despicable and want to sneak up on me? She spoke, her voice slight.
"Despicable?"
"Huh." The woman snorted lightly, her lips and teeth full of mockery and disdain for Nie Qiancheng.
She looked at Nie Qiancheng with piercing eyes, and her eyes seemed to be about to dig a hole out of her.
"Call me despicable, then isn't it despicable if you design to deceive others and harm people's lives?"
She said every word, and Nie Qiancheng's heart trembled, and when she heard this, she slowly narrowed her eyes, and stared at the woman with deep eyes, "Who are you?!" The voice was slightly sudden.
The woman looked at Nie Qiancheng with disdain, and froze for a while, her originally dark and bright eyes suddenly turned cold, she quickly opened the back of her hand, and a cold cold light flashed from Nie Qiancheng's eyes.
"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you have to leave your life today."
After speaking, she raised her sword and came to Nie Qiancheng again, Nie Qiancheng's eyes palpitated, and she hurriedly raised her sword to block back.
However, what Nie Qiancheng didn't expect was that the woman's swordsmanship seemed to have improved several grades, not only was her swordsmanship exquisite and fast, but also her strength was very unpredictable, and after a few moves, she was a little overwhelmed.
"That's going to be like this!" Her eyes were full of surprise, which she never expected, it turned out that the woman did not use all her strength just now.
"Yikes!" Suddenly, the woman slashed her arm with a sword, Nie Qiancheng screamed in pain, and hurriedly pressed the part of her hand with her other hand, the sword in her hand was vigorously picked out by the woman, she turned over several times in succession, and withdrew far away.
After finally gaining a foothold, her reddish eyes looked at the woman with two points of horror, and without saying a word, she quickly turned around and fled.
The woman looked at the direction Nie Qiancheng ran away, and did not chase after her, her thin eyes did not have a trace of waves, and silently pulled out a handkerchief from her cuffs, she wiped the blood stains on the blade of the sword expressionlessly, discarded the handkerchief at will, and then neatly and cleanly inserted the sword back into the scabbard hanging on her waist, and turned to leave.
The yellow sand is long, and the small courtyard is windy, frosty, rainy and snowy.
Agarwood is pervasive, a man in a silver cloud brocade robe stands quietly at the head of the bed, half a bunch of green silk is unloaded like a streamer, hanging between the clouds and rain, a pair of slender eyebrows, a pair of eyes like sapphire with cold light are full of melancholy and light.
Ji Han habitually put one hand under his abdomen, the other behind his back, silent like a stone statue that has weathered for thousands of years, his eyes that were originally thin like cold ice were slightly wrinkled at this time, and he looked at the person lying on the bed deeply, and he didn't want to move away for a second.
The person on the bed, whose face was wrapped in thick white gauze, could not see the face, and could only be distinguished by her hair hanging down her chest and her graceful figure.
When Lian Shu came in, he saw this scene, the man stood motionless at the head of the bed, his eyes and thoughts were all on the woman, her heart jumped violently, her eyes turned into a strange look, and then she quickly hid it, her eyes returned to the same as before, and silently walked to Ji Han's side.
"Childe." She called him.
Ji Han didn't speak, didn't even raise his eyebrows, as if he hadn't heard her voice at all.
"I have already taught Nie Qiancheng a lesson, presumably she will not come to harm the princess again."
Ji Han's eyes finally moved, and he said lightly, "That's good." ”
Lian Shu suddenly looked at Ji Leng in a trance, she had a trace of remembrance, a little can't help it, she looked at it for a long time, and her eyes suddenly trembled.
"What am I doing!" She came back to her senses, her heart was shocked, and she almost restrained her feelings.
"Childe, why don't you just kill Nie Qiancheng? In this way, there will be no worries. ”
When Ji Han heard the woman's words, he finally slowly withdrew his gaze, he silently turned around and walked to the window, looking at the dark sky, goose feathers and heavy snow falling one after another.
"Nie Qiancheng is now the emperor's concubine, and she is still a lonely person, so she can't move until she has to. She kept it, and it was good for her. Saying that, Ji Han's deep eyes gradually became a little sad, he lowered his head slowly, looked back at the lifeless woman on the bed, as if talking to himself, "I'm most worried about her now, I'm afraid that after she wakes up, she won't be able to accept this blow......"
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The night was long, and the story was left in the wind......
Longcheng, small courtyard
It snowed all night last night, and this morning, on the lawn, on the roof, on the branches, on the high terraces, all there was a white expanse, the sky was thick with fog, and a few dark clouds hung low in the sky.
Winter days are always silent.
Suddenly, a loud cry shook off a few bits of snow on the branches, breaking the momentary silence.
"Adult, the child is crying again." There was a sharp knock on the closed door, and the man's voice came from outside.
In the room, the incense burner was so cold that it was soaking, and the man on the bed frowned tightly after hearing the sound, and he impatiently pulled up the quilt over his head, not wanting to listen to the sound outside.
"Adult, the child is crying." The people outside the house didn't have any eyesight, and they still knocked on the door and shouted.
"Are you hungry?" Chao Zinu turned over and asked with his back to the door.
"The nurse has just been fed and is full." The person who came heard the voice of the slave and replied.
"Is that pulling?"
Back to the adult, the nurse has checked it, but it didn't pull. ”
"Then why is he crying?" Chao Zinu only felt that his head was too big.
"My subordinates don't know, so let's take a look!" The man raised his hand and tapped on the door.
Chao Zi Nu's handsome face was twisted together painfully, last night in order to coax him, he stayed up until midnight and didn't sleep for long, why did he cry again, I didn't expect him to be dashing and romantic, and his reputation would be lost to a child.