Yuan Zhao felt very thirsty, but he heard the sound of running water in his ears, but he couldn't open his eyes, let alone drink a drop in his mouth.

Consciousness is somewhat blurred, but sometimes awake. Many overlapping apparitions of time, like those colorful butterflies when they were children, fluttering on the green grass, were suddenly blown away by the wind, and there was no trace of them again.

I must have been crying at that time, right? Still is...... Continue to stubbornly search for him, he doesn't remember. He didn't know if it was the past in his life or the impression that others had told him.

He had never felt so tired in his body. If the earth were a warm bed, he would rather lie in its arms and never wake up again. Buried here, died as he deserved.

There's nothing to be sad about. The world, no matter how prosperous life is, the final destination, dust to dust, earth to earth, is still returned to the dust of the earth. No one is exempt.

It's just that there are always some inexplicable worries in his heart, which makes him difficult to let go. also let that wisp of breath linger in his chest, refusing to return.

In those chaotic consciousnesses, Yuan Zhao couldn't tell which part of his past life was his past life and which part was his present life. Although he couldn't open his eyes, he felt as if there was a huge void and nothingness that was about to drag him into endless reincarnation again.

A moment ago, a young man who was still sunny was running happily among the grass and flowers. But in the blink of an eye, it was a sea of swords and fire, and blood and rain. Looking at the shadow of endless killing, so strange, yet extremely familiar.

The hot blood poured over the body, and immediately became cold to the bone, deep into the bones. Lots of unrecognizable creatures, maybe they were soul seducers from hell, maybe they were lonely ghosts in pools of blood, and they all pounced on him with their teeth and claws, trying to tear him to shreds.

If this is the end of life...... So be it. I've done not the best, but I've done enough. The mission on my shoulders can be put down, and I can finally be completely relaxed. Although the closest person in life is still difficult to part, it is ...... There was nothing he could do.

"Ganoderma lucidum, Suxi, Liu Shu...... Farewell! And Bing'er...... Yuanshuo, Yuanyue, Yuanfeng...... Good bye! ”

The sky suddenly became gloomy, and large flakes of snow began to fall. The mountains and lakes of the mountains and the earth soon became a vast white field.

In the world where there is no trace of life near and far, there is only a lonely shadow walking forward. A horse, and two people on a horse, to be exact.

A big red cape, covered with snowflakes. The horse's hooves shattered the thin layer of ice that had just condensed, as if shattering the old dream in her heart. Shattered to pieces, it will never heal again.

The woman named Bing'er looked down for the thousandth time to see the face she was so familiar with. But for the thousandth time, she was in despair. The man on horseback who was held in her arms never opened his eyes. The smile on his pale countenance was gone. It seems to be losing the color of life.

Bing'er took a deep breath, cold and piercing, tears condensed. Can't cry! He never liked to see her cry, she remembered. If from now on, anything can be forgotten...... Only what he said and his appearance, she will use the sword to engrave in the depths of her life, until the mountains and rivers grow old and the heavens and the earth are gone!

The Ryoma Divine Pony walked in the snow, and never stopped. As long as the owner doesn't stop it, it will keep going. It's a little strange that those fluttering snowflakes can't fall within the range of its walking. From yesterday to now, it has tirelessly waded through the moonlight, over the stars of the wasteland, to this snowy sky.

Bing'er pulled her cloak forward vigorously, covering the face of the man in her arms, preventing a snowflake from falling between his brows. This person she once called Master is now completely herself. Between heaven and earth, there is only him and her. From this moment on, she no longer called him Master. He was her "calling brother".

The red fire sword behind her back, the blood stained on the blade, she was not in the mood to wipe it off. This famous sword, which is regarded as life, was given to her by Yuan Zhao. It once followed her to dominate thousands of armies and dominate thousands of miles...... But now, it's useless. She didn't know where it would go, and she didn't know what decision she should make.

Ryoma psychic, and soon after, in this snow-capped mountain desperate situation on the western continent, it miraculously found a fairyland-like place with its owner.

It should be hundreds of miles away from the Han army camp. Surrounded by mountains of snow and ice, it is off the beaten track and includes a natural lake. What's even more amazing is that the mouth of the cave with strange rocks, where the heat is steaming, is actually a rare hot spring.

Bing'er didn't know what kind of mountain this was, and she didn't know which direction it was. All the extraneous affairs are irrelevant to her, and stepping through the body that stretches for thousands of miles has been stretched to the limit. She didn't know when she would fall in the next moment and never wake up again.

However, before that, there are still things that must be done. Whether it was obsession or perseverance, she made a decision at this moment. This paradise hidden in the Peerless Realm must be the final destination that God has prepared for him and her!

When night was approaching again, it was cold in the snow outside. But at the entrance of this mountain hot spring, it is as warm as spring. Ryoma rested under a rocky hill not far away, occasionally snorting and turning his head, as if to see what his master was doing. However, no matter how psychic it is, it is not human after all, and it will never know the mind that its master has decided.

Bing'er spread the hole thick with weeds and branches. Then a fire began to light up. She carefully put Yuan Zhao on it and lay down, and carefully wiped the dust off his face. Those injuries on his body must be painful, right? Her hands shook violently as she unbuttoned his shirt with her hands.

The red cloak on her body was used by her to make two large red flowers, which were placed side by side in front of her. That one is his, and this one is hers. She thought about it, but there was still something missing. Reaching out and rummaging in the leather bag on the horse's back for a long time, he finally found a small jar of wine. But I don't know when I put it in it. If I'm not mistaken, I guess I brought it from Chang'an.

With her hand open the mud seal of the wine jar, she took a sip. The liquor was so spicy that tears almost fell. However, she swallowed it again with the wine.

The snow fell silently, and there was silence all around. She finally arranged everything, then sat down and stuck the bloodstained red fire sword between the rocks at the entrance of the cave. The frost condensed, and the cold front was clear. Then she began to speak softly.

"Brother, the blood on this sword is not the enemy's, but the soldiers of the Han army...... You're going to blame me, right? I didn't kill them

life, leave a measured hand...... It doesn't matter anyway. From today onwards, it's just me and you, this is our world, and it's no one else's business! ”

The fire was extinguished, and the hole that reflected it was red, and it was a very warm halo. All trivial matters, like the heavy snow falling outside, no longer enter her heart, nor into the world of the two of them.

"100,000 people are waste! They can't save your life...... Calling my brother, Bing'er is also a waste...... If all the blood in my body were to be spilled and I could save you, I would not have a drop left...... But after all, it was still useless, you didn't wake up, you didn't look at Bing'er again....... ”

Her voice choked a little, and she took another big sip of wine, coughing violently, desperately trying to suppress the sadness in her heart. Thinking of what happened in the Han army camp, she has no regrets.

At that time, she came from thousands of miles, dressed in red, and entered the camp alone, shocking the whole army. And even more surprising things are yet to come.

"The reason why Master didn't wake up for a long time was not the injuries on his body, but the excessive lack of blood caused by his previous rescue in the royal city...... Don't you even understand that? ”

The people guarding Yuan Zhao's side, from King Yan and King Guangling down, all looked at this uninvited guest in surprise, they didn't understand this. The medical officers seemed to know this, but they hesitated and said hesitantly.

"Once upon a time, I heard that Yuan Gong had exchanged blood for blood and saved people's lives several times...... However, such an approach is extremely risky. And it is said that it takes people with the same blood to be able to exchange blood for life. This is what it would have been...... Alas! ”

If a dead horse is a live horse doctor, the medical officers will naturally not say it. But this is true. They don't think it's feasible at all. However, everyone then heard a cold voice speak in an irrefutable tone.

"Prepare now! I have Master's blood in my veins, and I am willing to trade my blood for him. ”

"This ...... Never! Suddenly...... General, although you used to be the commander of the Red Fire Army, now you are just a woman. What's more, Yuan Gong is in danger of the country's safety, how can his life be such a child's play. ”

King Yan was the first to speak out to stop it. Yuan Zhao had an accident, and now the main responsibility for the Western Expeditionary Army is naturally him and King Guangling. He would never allow such a risky thing to happen in front of him.

"Do as I say! All unrelated people and others quit. ”

The woman with her eyebrows and swords finally showed her once unparalleled momentum. The whole atmosphere changed, King Yan and King Guangling sank their faces, their kingly status was extremely noble, except for being able to bow their heads in front of Yuan Zhao, others did not have the qualifications to pretend to be to them. However, before they could say anything, someone had already shouted.

"All out! You do what she says. ”

Li Ling, whose eyes were red, stood up, glanced at the awe-inspiring and inviolable Bing'er, and as the temporary military commander of the entire Western Expeditionary Army, he gave an order to the medical officers.

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