Fifty years ago, Chang'an City.

The majestic city wall stretches out, and there are soldiers holding torches to patrol every other distance, and from a distance, it seems that there is a vigorous fire dragon coiled in the sky over Chang'an, and the scales are flashing with dazzling flames.

A thin figure climbed the stairs, and the wind in the night blew the sleeves of his wide robe, and the whole person seemed to be blowing, and the next moment he would ride the wind straight up.

"It's so late, and you still haven't slept?" When he finally climbed the city wall, he found that in addition to the night watchman, there was also a man standing with his hands in his hands.

The questioner just stood quietly, covered in a dark brown coat, with curly fur, and a tall and burly figure.

He turned his head in the firelight, but his swarthy face was surprisingly elegant.

"Have you always been used to going to bed late?" The man asked.

"Not really, I was going to sleep, but when I saw the fire at the head of the city, I thought it was going to be water, but I didn't expect the soldiers to be so heavily guarded."

The man smiled, he looked at the boundless black fascination outside, and sighed for a while, "It's just that a Chang'an city has been built, and the warriors of the Great Wilderness think that they have won the world, and with such a heart in their chests, how can they go far?" ”

"It's the Great Khan's heart that is too big," the person who came up later also smiled, "Your heart is in the world, not in this city." ”

He walked over and stood side by side with the Great Khan, stretched out his hand to point to the vast dark night outside the city that was not illuminated by the firelight, "Today Yingfu is with you, our light is still small, we can only illuminate a Chang'an, but we have a flame on our bodies, as long as we don't extinguish it, sooner or later we can shine on the world." ”

"All you need to do is stand with us." He raised his head and stared at the Great Khan, the firelight casting a shadow on his face, and those eyes did not change in any way from beginning to end, no smile or excitement, just quietly looked at everything around him, with an inexplicable sense of superiority, as if he had seen everything.

"I appreciate Yinglu's kindness, but unfortunately, my war won't last long." The Great Khan shook his head, "The warriors of the Great Wilderness have slackened...... When I came, I heard people discussing the purchase of cattle and sheep after returning home, and their hearts were no longer here. ”

"I don't know what Yingfu's plan is, I just hope that there are more of my people who will survive to the end." He also turned around and made eye contact with the man, "Look...... My heart is also rusted. ”

"The tigers and wolves of the steppe have lost their bloodthirsty ambitions...... How can I keep this hyena? The man laughed to himself, "I haven't told the Khan my name for so long......"

He took a step back and bowed down: "In Xia Lujian, I have seen the Great Khan." ”

"Is this the name of the gentleman......" The Great Khan helped Lu Jian up and said with a smile, "I thought that the gentleman was also a nameless and nameless person, and he only lived in the name of Yingchao." ”

"It's different, in the confusion, some people have names, and some people don't deserve to have names." Lu Jian shook his head.

His words suddenly took on a slight edge and coldness, and he sweated sideways.

"It seems that the Great Khan has made up his mind...... If we say goodbye tomorrow, we may never see each other again. Lu Jian said softly.

The Great Khan was puzzled, he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked: "When I first met, Mr. said that he was a desperate person, is that what he meant?" ”

Lu Jian smiled and nodded, "Yes, it's all or nothing." ”

He opened his arms, the wind blew the torches and the sleeves of his wide robe, "hulala" like a big bird, and the fire in front of him cast his slender shadow on the ground, "I don't know how long I can live, ten years, twenty years?" Or...... But tonight. ”

"Has the Great Khan ever killed someone he loved?" He asked suddenly.

Memories flashed before the Khan's eyes...... Memories that I don't want to remember...... Bloodied people...... Scarlet hand, sharp knife in hand, "Killed." ”

"The people in the Glowing Confusion have no relatives, and they only have the 'Lord Yan' in their hearts, which is the most noble god in the Glowing Confusion and the master of all things in the world." Lu Jian said calmly, "And I don't believe it." I'm here to help you, just to fulfill a promise to one person...... Someone I love. ”

The Great Khan didn't know what to say, this companion who had been with him for half a year, the companion he had just learned his name, now suddenly abandoned his usual calmness, and curled up in front of him, as if the sadness in his body could no longer be suppressed, and he went on a rampage arrogantly.

"Is it the parents?" He only thought of this sentence.

"No, it's a teacher-like person, maybe a father." The calmness in Lu Jian's eyes was shattered into a full of crystals, "One...... The person with whom I shared my name. ”

Yingyue had just woken up from her dream, and when she turned around and touched the mattress, it was biting cold, and her body was covered with sweat.

Since the arrival of the envoy of the Northern Wilderness, he began to have frequent nightmares, every night a woman in plain clothes came to the dream to hug him, like a butterfly hugging a cocoon, and then the sky was full of fire, and the woman stood in the fire and left two lines of blood and tears......

It was his mother, his mother, and although he had forgotten what his mother looked like, he confirmed her identity when she first appeared in her dream.

If the dream is real, the mother's disappearance...... Maybe it's not as simple as my father said.

He rolled out of bed, suddenly thought of something important, went back to bed, and peeked out the window.

There were a few trees in the courtyard that had fallen leaves, scattered dead leaves covering the ground, and a sundial in the corner, on which the shadows of the stone needles cast obliquely on the ground.

"It's over!" Ying Yue patted her head and remembered that she had made an appointment with Xiaolou and Xiong Lan to go to Jingming Lake to play today, and the result was ...... He looked out the window with anticipation, and the sundial's needle still hadn't changed in the slightest.

"Late -------!"

The boy's shouts echoed through the small courtyard.

Yanjing, on the shore of Jingming Lake.

Today is the grandest festival of the year to visit the lake, it is late autumn, the maple trees on both sides of the lake are red into a piece of fire, since ancient times the maple forest of Yanjing is favored by the literati, the territory of the previous dynasty is still small, here is the border, countless soldiers embark on a long journey here, it is named "blood from people" in the maple forest again, how many people cry blood for tears when waiting for the husband to return home, dyed such a piece of peerless beauty.

Qinghalo Bridge across the lake, the whole body is emerald green like jade, the bridge deck is wide like a road, can gallop horses and cars, every festival there is the prince of the prince calling the eagle and the dog, the bow and the horse chase. Five miles east of the bridge, that is, the Yanjing Forbidden Palace, the guards are in a row, the road is strictly checked, those who trespass the palace enter the prison, and they will be beheaded after 7749. The west of the bridge is the most prosperous section of Yanjing, the market is the most prosperous, along both sides of the road lined up a series of shops and shops, which come and go, not only Yanjing people's, all kinds of eyes have both, the weather of the big country and all the countries come to the court, it can be seen here.

Along the way the shops go deep, it is the place of fat powder art, the eaves and arches are endless, the carved beams and paintings are all over the place, the tea house is opposite, the storyteller collects the treacherous romance from all over the world, and the calligraphy and painting of the piano art, interpreting the ancient and modern famous things, although it is despised by the literary world, but it is loved by the people.

At this time, in a tavern on the corner of the street, a teenager and a girl sat opposite each other at a table. The girl was dressed in a goose-yellow skirt, and her head was full of green silk and stuck with a jasper hairpin, and a few crystal spikes hung down from the hairpin.

"Is it good-looking?" She smirked her head and asked the teenager across the table.

In the hustle and bustle of the store, the boy just sat quietly, his left hand unconsciously stroking the long knife at his waist. Hearing the girl's question, he was stunned for a moment, and then looked at it seriously, "It's not good-looking, it looks like you...... Big head. ”

"Xiong Lan, you can't speak!" The girl was annoyed, and she kicked the young man's shin under the table, "Ah Yue must be said to be beautiful if she is here." This one is so expensive, I bought it for a month! Funbreaker! ”

She wrinkled her delicate nose and grimaced at the boy.

Xiong Lan raised his eyebrows, took a sip of the teacup, and looked away, "Didn't Ah Yue tell you when he would arrive?" ”

"He? I guess I haven't woken up yet, I look like a lazy pig every day. The girl was bored playing with the teapot and chopsticks on the table, and for a while she would stack them together to form a four-like but she had to say that it was a puppy, and then she picked up the small cup and threw it around in her hand, and looked worried at the little er behind the counter.

The bustling pedestrians outside suddenly erupted into a burst of exclamations, and then fell silent again, except for a few faint voices that were faintly and hurriedly, as if they were cursing something.

Before the people in the tavern could react, Xiao Lou was like a hungry child smelling the aroma of food, and with an arrow step, he squeezed towards the door with agility that did not match his age, Xiong Lan couldn't stop her, so he had to grab a long knife and follow.

On the road outside the door, a group of people gathered in a large circle at some point, and people talked to each other, looking at the center of the circle with resentment and fear from time to time.

A man dressed in short clothes lay on the ground, as if unconscious, his hands and feet folded at a strange angle.

A carriage stopped ahead, the horses snorting restlessly, hooves beating the ground irritably. One wheel of the carriage was crooked. A man lifted the curtain of the carriage, revealing the dense braids on his head.

"Barbarian...... The brute hits someone! The onlookers roared as if they had been ignited with gunpowder. The group of barbarians who drank blood in the Northern Wilderness actually bumped into people on the Yanjing Road, and several rangers in the market had already rolled up their sleeves and cursed.

Xiong Lan saw the person coming down from the carriage, his pupils shrank, but he heard Xiao Lou say "Huh", "This person is...... Northern Wilderness ...... Red Deeds Iron? ”

The ranger surrounded him, Chi Qitie raised his hands to show that he was harmless, and pointed to the man on the ground: "Everyone, I didn't mean to hurt people, this person suddenly came out of the corner, who knew that things were so sudden......"

"If you enter Yanjing, you can't suppress the beastly nature in you! Our brother just can't let a barbarian like you make trouble Yanjing! The ranger shouted in awe.

The two rangers glanced at each other, shook their hands, and a large net appeared between the two, and there were dense iron hooks hanging on the net, which were the tools of hunters in the mountains to catch animals, but they did not expect to be used against people.

"Everyone, across the bridge is the Forbidden Palace, I just came out of the palace, and I ask you to ......" He didn't have time to finish speaking, he was short, avoiding the big net smashed by his pocket, and the net sawtooth was firmly embedded in the roof of the carriage, and the two of them slammed hard, and a whole roof was rudely torn off, flying and circling in the air like a giant fan.

The carriage was destroyed, and everyone's attention was immediately attracted to the inside of the carriage. A man in black sat quietly in it, as if he had just woken up from meditation, he slowly opened his eyes, Xiong Lan suddenly felt a tingling pain in front of his eyes, and the clouds in his hands seemed to tremble in the scabbard of the dragon.

A flash of joy flashed in the man's eyes, and silence returned.

Seeing this, Chi Qitie said coldly to the ranger: "Do it without saying a word, is this Yanjing's hospitality?" He clenched his hands into fists, bowed slightly, and assumed a fighting posture.

"No need, just stop it." The man in the carriage whispered.

The sturdy envoy of the Northern Wilderness seemed to be very jealous of this person, and when he heard this, he just glared at the ranger a few times, and then stopped and didn't say anything more.

The man got up from the carriage and walked towards them step by step, with a cold and serene aura on him, and as he walked past the horse, the horse, which had been frightened by the destruction of the carriage, stopped its irritable movements, and the horse's head swung lightly twice, and became tame.

He walked over to the man on the ground and smiled gently, "I've already appeared, you can get up too." ”

The two hands-on rangers looked slightly flustered: "What are you talking about?" It was you who bumped into my brother, and you are talking all this nonsense here? Look at those hands and feet, a man can't hold a sword like this! ”

"Oh? Brothers?. But you don't seem to know him just now, do you? The man's tone was still soft, "He is dressed as a peasant, and what kind of sword is he carrying?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the whole body of the person who did not know the life and death on the ground burst into a "click-click-la-la" joint popping sound, and his hands and feet instantly returned to their original state, and the whole person bounced up from the ground, holding a black short blade in his hand.

The blade went straight for the man, the target, the throat!

"Snort", broke the air.

The man pulled out a small crossbow from the sleeve of his robe, and in an instant, he pulled the trigger, and the crossbow arrow shot straight into the attacker's knife-wielding hand like a meteor.

The man fell to his knees with his wrists clutched, and the moment the knife was struck by the arrow, it flew out of his hand.

"Dead?" The man asked.

The corner of the kneeling man's mouth was bleeding, and he smacked it on the ground, "Zhao Gong asked me to tell you, today's matter is not so simple...... Uh......"

Before he could finish his sentence, another bolt slammed into his throat, blood foaming with the last syllables of his life.

He struggled a few times, his eyes froze with disbelief, and he tilted and fell to the ground.

"It's the most annoying thing, and I'm going to be framed when I'm dying." He took the crossbow and pointed at the ranger next to him, "I can't wait to shake it out as soon as I use my words, one by one...... Looking for death has to follow one another? ”

The crowd of onlookers screamed in panic when they saw that there were people killed in the street fight, and the noise flew all over the sky, and the people on the ground were also in a mess.

"Yes, I can't go now, Lao Tie, wait." The man smacked, scratched his head, and helplessly beckoned Chi Qitie to sit down and wait.

He looked around, as if looking for something, he found Xiong Lan and Xiaolou crowded at the door of the tavern, and his gaze moved down, falling to Xiong Lan hiding behind him holding a knife.

His eyes lit up and he breathed a sigh of relief, as if a child had found his favorite toy that he had just lost, "I didn't expect there to be an accident...... It's a pity that I didn't come to you today. ”

"The Praetorian guards are coming, the Praetorian guards are coming!" Someone shouted in panic but joy, and the crowd was chaotic again, and people coming and going blocked the sight of the man and Xiong Lan.

Xiong Lan's face turned pale suddenly, he heard what the man said to him, although he had never met each other, but the man's words revealed familiarity...... It seems that old friends who have been separated for a long time have suddenly reunited, and one of them has no time to reminisce about the old days, so he can only hurriedly leave a greeting.

But that doesn't mean parting again, on the contrary, Xiong Lan firmly believes that the next time we meet, it won't be too long.