The courtyard was silent, only the red maple on the east wall was still brilliant red, rising and falling with the mountain wind. The sun on the top of the mountain in the distance has shown a soft golden glow, and the overwhelming red glow stretches wider and wider until the end of the day.

The afterglow is brilliant.

The gray-clothed Ke sat on a stone bench in the courtyard, his eyes emptyly falling on the swaying maple leaves.

Fu Zhe stood aside, looked at the empty who walked in and made a light look, the empty already knew about Cangzhou, and at this moment he saw Ke so silent, he knew that the colder his face was, the more turbulent his heart was. The current situation is indeed too passive, and I don't know how Taixuan did it, obviously he is in the Central Plains, but he can prepare the edict in advance like an unpredictable prophet, only this page of the edict is afraid that it has killed the Song Gate's respite, and if there is no Song Gate to stir up disputes in front of him, how can he attract Prince Xuan's appearance?

Ke's face was indifferent to the extreme, but the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and all his emotions were eliminated like a stone sinking into the sea.

In this way, in the Zen courtyard, the three of them maintained absolute silence, in contrast to the increasingly chaotic thoughts and the cold surging limbs.

After a long time, Fang Tingke opened his mouth.

"In the end, he's better." He frowned, put one hand on his forehead, and suddenly smiled. "One move blocked all my chess, heh, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape his palm for the rest of my life."

"Childe, don't be so discouraged, hasn't Mr. Gu already found the Marquis of Baili, if he gets his protection, things may have a turnaround."

"He's drawing a salary from the bottom of the kettle, no matter how strong the Baili clan is, it can't save the fire from far water. Once the Central Plains Dynasty condemned the Song Gate, I would have nothing, and I would not let him slaughter it at that time. ”

"You...... There's also the city of Futu. ”

"Are you going to be a grass coward?" Ke smiled coldly, and the green veins on his forehead were distinct. "Right now, we can only break the cauldron!"

Fu Zhe looked into the air, and his eyes were also faintly uneasy.

"Kill him, kill him!" Ke stood up suddenly, drew Fu Zhe's sword, and slashed a small tree beside him, and the delicate branches fell to the ground, still with a very vivid appearance.

"Send all the people out, find him, kill him! Get the other person's head back! Ke grabbed the empty collar and forced him into the eyes, "All the people, send them out!" ”

"But Qingfeng ......" Sora wanted to say something more, but was immediately interrupted by Ke.

"Nothing is important, nothing is important, kill him and we will have everything! Do you understand! Ke's hands were already pale because of the force, and his eyes were chaotic, and he couldn't see whether it was anger, fear, or ferocity.

This is a face that has been completely blurred by desire and unwillingness, obviously still so young, the eyes have been broken like a broken candle, and the son with excellent demeanor is gone forever.

The wind stopped the red maple from shivering.

With his eyelids down, he would obey the commands of the man in front of him. Wan Kui's identity has long been destined to have a wisp of free soul and find a place of peace for eternity.

He vaguely felt that it was time to meet her.

The hut is still the same as it was, every brick and tile here was cast by himself, and all the furniture was made by him little by little. In order for her to sleep comfortably, she secretly went to Zhuangzi, dozens of miles away, to learn a carpenter's work.

It's been years since I've been here.

He stretched out his hand and knocked gently, the door slowly opened, and Qingfeng stood in front of him. He took a half-step back, rubbing his hands against the corners of his clothes. He was originally a man of the army, and he was used to charging into battle, shouting and killing the heavens, even if there was a river of blood and a mountain of corpses, he was not afraid of half a point.

Over the years, eating fasting and burning incense, bathing in the sound of Buddha have calmed his heart a lot, but at this moment, this constant trembling mood and sour pulling pain can't be controlled.

Qingfeng's face became more and more pale, his eyes were dry, and his face was thin, like a dead leaf that was about to fall in late autumn, crumbling.

"This is a Gu worm in Yunnan, there is no solution!"

Kong Yaoyao remembered that in order to seek the antidote to the poison in Qingfeng, he took the weak Feng'er to seek treatment everywhere while hiding in Tibet. They traveled all over the country together, comforting each other over and over again in the years when they were only each other, and several times he thought that he couldn't get by, but finally found an old doctor in the depths of Kunlun Mountain.

The holy hand of the healer, but he also lacks the skills to return to the sky. It's just that it can last for ten years, which he has never told anyone, and he keeps telling himself that as long as Qingfeng can meditate and concentrate according to the doctor's instructions, no longer think too much, and he prays for her every day before the Buddha, maybe he can ask God to give her a long life. After a long time, even he himself believed it, but now that he sees it, he knows that he is just deceiving himself.

"You...... How did it come. Qingfeng coughed twice, and his eyes were even more tired.

sighed imperceptibly, "It's windy, let's go inside." After a pause, he said, "Childe asked me to go out, so I came to see you." ”

Qingfeng slowly raised her eyes, and her eyes, which had already lost their brightness, were actually full of tears. It's so simple, but why would she be like this?

She couldn't move, let alone be sad, this was the only way to continue her life. But what exactly should I do, go up and comfort her, or just get out of here?

Somehow, the sore pulling sensation in my heart intensified, and I was actually tugging at my whole soul. Her tears were so hot that they dripped hot on his heart, burning all his calm reason.

I couldn't move even a little bit, so I just let the feeling of soreness creep out of my heart, surged up to the corners of my eyes, and then tilted down.

He reached out and brushed it incredulously, and the crystal water droplets hung on his fingertips.

In his sight, Qingfeng's appearance was also blurred, he seemed to see the little her, the smiling her, the gentle as water, and the dying and powerless her,

In those years, he actually spent a lot of time with her, and he had a lot of opportunities to tell her, they met so early and spent so much time together, but they still watched everything happen. Watching her fall in love with someone else, watching her suffer in love, His fulfillment did not expect to become the most ruthless accomplice.

He was still standing in the doorway, the wind blowing in from outside, obscured by his broad, thick shoulders.

He smiled at Qingfeng, "Take care of it, and when I come back, it'll be fine." He stretched out his hand, but when he was about to touch the corner of Qingfeng's clothes, he changed direction and closed the door gently and slowly.

If you don't say it, you won't say it for the rest of your life.

Behind the door was a huge shadow, Qingfeng stood quietly, but the tears couldn't stop rolling down.

"Brother Wan." Through the wooden door, she called. The man outside the door stopped, turned around, and the brightness of the sun shone all around him, carving his resolute and strong face like the mighty of the gods of the nine heavens.

In fact, since yesterday, Qingfeng's eyes have been unable to see clearly, and he also understands in his heart that the deadline is approaching. I am afraid that the person I want to see the most in this life will never have a chance again, but it is also satisfying to see the person I owe the most.

Brother Wan, Brother Wan......

The gray-white vision has blurred everything, and the brilliant sunrise, colorful flowers, and rolling mountains in the distance can no longer be seen. Everything was quiet, only those people and things in the memory, stop-and-go.

Qingfeng fumbled and sat down at the table, took out a dark arrow from his arms, put it in his hand and stroked it again.

This is just the only thing left by himself in the countless sacrifices he has given up to save himself, but the injuries on his body are so many times greater.

In those years of life and death, they have experienced too much together, and those countless cold and terrible nights have survived each other in this way. So much so that as long as he is there, it is reassuring.

It was he who spoiled himself, and it was he who put all the treachery and sinister hearts out of his back in advance, protecting, habitually, and even silently pouring out the only love and hate.

Qingfeng sighed, obviously the daughter of the royal family who was destined to die in the world, but she was so ignorant of the world that he was protecting, and she was stunned to love someone and took her whole life, but in the end she still couldn't love, and she couldn't escape the fate of being abandoned. She is already like this, how can she drag others down again, so even if she understands, she can only pretend to be confused.

How could I think of that person again, and think of the past of those years, all laughing and crying...... Qingfeng only felt a violent sense of soreness and sorrow in her chest, and every breath touched the most acute part of her heart, and the salty taste rushed into her mouth and overflowed from the corners of her mouth.

She trembled and tried to find a handkerchief, but she heard the door open and a man walked up to her.

Soon, there was a faint fragrance lingering around, like a breeze and morning dew, slightly drunk and sweet.

"Who?"

The man seemed to pause, and stood there for a moment. Suddenly laughed, and came closer, as if squatting down.

Although he couldn't see it clearly, Qingfeng knew in his heart that even Wan Kui had been sent out at this moment, and I was afraid that there would be no more brothers around here, so who was this in front of him?

"Who are you?"

A thin and soft brocade pad gently stroked the corners of his mouth, and Qingfeng instinctively flashed away, and the person's hand must have failed.

"It's been a long time, and I'm almost unrecognizable to my little sister." A refreshing and gentle male voice spoke slowly.

Qingfeng heard the sound of the stool being pulled.

"You ......" no one has ever been called "little sister" again, and this identity has been far away from him for more than ten years with that fratricidal fight.

The man still smiled before he spoke, and his gentle voice was like a leisurely falling flower, "Don't you remember me?" The way you look really hurts me. After a pause, he said: "Stealing life for decades is a lot." In this countryside without a name, what can be compared to the scenery and burial? Since it's all the same result, what's the point of suffering for so long? He took Qingfeng's hand, his palm was as gentle and delicate as his voice, "Sacrificing the chance of others to live is the real sin." ”

Qingfeng curled the corners of her mouth, bringing a calm smile. Who else in this world can say such desperate and cruel words so beautifully?

"Fourth brother, don't come unharmed."

On the wide sleeved robe, the pine and cypress are blown up by the mountain wind, flying up and down. Xuan Han's smiling eyes were still full of countless pearl-like light, but some of them were broken into pieces.