The carriage came to a sudden stop, and there was a hustle and bustle of carriage and horses outside.

Hong Kai chuckled: "The prince is here." "Be the first to step out of the carriage.

The prince did come, sitting on a high-headed war horse, without squinting.

The fourteenth prince got out of the car in despair, and through the back of Hong Kai, who was trembling like a swing, he saw a sea of red - 100,000 Xuanjia soldiers were like a red cloud covering the sky and the sun.

The eldest prince who was surrounded by the generals swept his eyes and said coldly: "First take Pingquan City with Gu, and then deal with it by family law." ”

Behind the five princes, there were still a few war horses empty.

Look at the top of the lake.

There was a cacophony of footsteps.

"Master Hou, Zhou is fortunate not to be dishonored, and he has completely handed over this Pingquan City to Han. "The city lord of Zhou came to the hall accompanied by a group of Korean sailor generals.

The other generals were just about to salute, but Qin Kun waved his hand and asked them to stand aside.

The jade hand playing the piano was already chaotic at this time, and it was no longer out of tune.

But to Li Wuwu's ears, the sound was heavenly.

He got up and walked to Hong Ziyan and sat down, holding her in his arms with one hand, and gently caressing her delicate face with the other.

His fingers were warm, wiping away the tears from her face and the blood dripping from the corners of her mouth.

"Why?" reached out to hold the jade hand that plucked the string, the worn fingertips, dripping with blood.

She looked up at him steadily.

This is the closest distance between the two in their lives.

This man who doesn't have everything in his heart frowns for me?

Are the tears that fall from the eyes that have never been sad or joyful?

The trembling fingers stretched out, trying to touch the falling tears, but unfortunately they hung down weakly several times.

Li Wuwu pressed the cold little hand on his face.

Hong Ziyan smiled happily, her eyes were misty, and she murmured softly.

"When I was in Beijing, every time I stroked the qin, there were those scholars and scholars who were obsessed with writing poems, but I never read them, I thought that my future husband must not be such a nerd; ”

"But I know I'm not worthy of him, he's so unreachable, unattainable······"

"How do you know he's out of reach if you don't try?" Li Wuwu said softly in her ear.

The misty eyes suddenly became shiny, but they dimmed in an instant: "I only have one relative in this world, my brother, I hope he is safe." ”

The jade hand grabbed Li Wuwu's clothes, and the red blood stains were like a little plum blossom.

"I handed Yuyao to my brother and took it away, I know they won't be able to go far. ”

His eyes gradually drifted, and his voice was inaudible.

"Don't let Yu Yao ······ Married, she has ······ Like······ You hold it, okay······ Warm ······"

His head hung low, and there was no more sound.

The room was silent, only the wind came from above the river.

"Senior brother, can you save it?"

Li Wuwu's voice was low and sad, as if he was talking to himself.

"I can't, can you do it?"

A voice came from the void.

Qin Kun took a few steps back, and the statues of the twelve Buddhas rotated in front of him. The general in the hall drew his sword in his hand and looked around, but there was no one to see.

Li Wuwu shook his head gently, he couldn't save it.

Stretch out your hand and caress Yaoqin. Unfortunately, the blood-stained strings sounded dull.

In the void, a figure slowly appeared, dressed in white and dressed in Confucianism, with big sleeves. The eyebrows are delicate, the fortitude has a heroic airflow, and he holds a thick book in his hand.

The disciple of the old prime minister of Changle Mountain, the senior brother of Li Wuwu, and the eldest grandson Yue.

"Senior brother mourns, we should know that we have as little concern as possible with this world. Eldest Sun Yue comforted.

"Did the teacher say it, or did the senior brother teach me?" asked Li Wuwu in a hoarse voice.

When the eldest grandson Yue heard this, he said solemnly: "Senior brother went down the mountain, and the teacher ordered me to accompany me all the way." Along the way, junior brother, you are more and more entangled with this world, if you continue like this, it will be difficult for you to get out. ”

After speaking, he held the book in his hand and said, "The teacher said, when you understand the red dust, I will teach you my Confucian holy scriptures and take you to the outer heavens." ”

Over there, Qin Kun's eyes lit up when he heard this, and the light of the twelve Buddhas in front of him flashed, and he rushed towards the eldest grandson Yue.

A sneer appeared at the corner of the eldest grandson's mouth, and the five fingers of his empty left hand fixed the Buddha in the void. With another pull, the Buddha beads on Qin Kun's wrist scattered dust.

"If the old monk does it himself, I'm still a little afraid, a magic weapon that doesn't enter the stream, what can I do?"

Qin Kun's face changed when he heard this, his feet slammed, the floor shattered, and he stretched out his hand and punched Li Wuwu, who was meditating.

The eldest grandson Yue looked strange and waved his sleeves slightly.

"Po-"

With a slight touch of the two forces, Qin Kun had already popped out of the window with the force. He didn't think about any chance of winning at all, he just made a false move, and he knew that the power of these people was not at all something that could be stopped by the power of the mortal world.

Eldest Sun Yue didn't expect this Qin Kun to be so decisive.

The Korean army over there saw that the Marquis of Zhenyue had escaped, and turned around and was about to flee for his life.

The eldest grandson Yue frowned, and an inkstone appeared behind him, and the inkstone grew when he heard the wind, turned into a three-zhang grinding plate, and smashed it down!

"Boom-"

From the top floor to the bottom floor, there was nothing but the occasional sound of falling wood and the dust in the sky······

Eldest Sun Yue waved his sleeves again, swept away the dust in the space, looked at Li Wuwu, who was not moving, and said, "Senior brother, have you thought about it?"

Li Wuwu shook his head.

A faint glint of light on the fingertips.

That string of the Heavenly Dao turned into a string.

"Hum—"

Flick your fingers.

There are wind and clouds between heaven and earth, from Pingquan City to the entire Dayue, the five countries of the world, the great sun disappears, and the stars appear.

All the big holes on Li Wuwu's body emitted a halo, reflecting the stars in the sky.

Not only these acupuncture points, but also countless hidden acupuncture points like sand and gravel, echoing the countless stars in the sky.

"Hum—"

The sound of the piano echoed in the heavens and the earth.

Everyone looked up at the sky.

In the midst of thousands of mountains, Liang Hengzhou waved his hand and drew a crack in the sky, and pulled the four princes who were looking back in a daze and said, "Idiot, if you don't leave now, when will you stay?"

The two of them jumped into the void, and their figures disappeared. A bolt of lightning tracked down, but there was nothing, only a "snap", and the surrounding grass and trees exploded.

In the mountains behind Changle Mountain, Zhao Pu stared at the sky and was silent for a long time.

"Poor and sour, people are not as good as heaven, why bother!"

A voice rang out behind him.

Shen Tukong looked back and saw that it was a blue-robed Taoist with immortal wind bones.

Zhao Pu didn't look back, and said lightly: "Old Dao, are you ready to get out?"

The old Taoist replied: "Thanks to the blessing of your disciple, the shackles of heaven and earth will be opened, and if you don't leave now, he will not be able to get rid of it in the future!"

Shen Tukong looked at Zhao Pu: "Old man, what do you mean by that?"

Zhao Pu sighed: "The avenue is invisible, and one of them is gone, and that one is ······ to be taken without worry."

Shen Tukong was anxious when he heard this, and asked repeatedly, "What do you mean?

The green-robed old man replied: "Marshal Shentu, you can also take advantage of the dimming power of heaven and earth at this time to leave this heaven and earth." Li Wuwu has been deeply entangled with this world, and he is afraid that he will not be able to leave······"

Shen Tukong ignored him, and only looked at Zhao Pu, Zhao Pu shook his head: "Everything depends on the worry-free creation." ”

Shen Tukong turned around and left!

"You're not going to stop him?" said Old Dodge.

"If there is fate, he will always meet outside the world. Zhao Pu turned around, his figure slowly faded, and Lao Dao chuckled and followed.

Look at the top of the lake.

"Hey, junior brother, let it all be. Eldest Sun Yue let out a long sigh, put the holy book on the table, turned around, and his figure flickered in the void a few times, and there was no trace of him.

Li Wuwu was unconscious, his fingers were playing, and the sound of the piano was sometimes high-pitched like a towering mountain, and sometimes it was slow like gurgling water.

The ocean is like a river, and it is like a mountain.

A low groan sounded:

Tonight,

I know you and you.

What is the day today,

You and I are separated.

There are long relatives who are worried,

Jun is worried and silent.

I have sorrows that I can't speak,

I don't know.

······

The murmur faded away, the strings were hidden, and the sound was faint. The stars in the sky are hidden, and the great sun returns.

The string of the Heavenly Dao slowly disappeared into Li Wuwu's body, replacing the originally blocked meridians and connecting the acupuncture points all over his body.

In the middle of the river, the white dragon fish that traced back to the source was blocked by the Korean fleet, jumping and tumbling.

Li Wuwu picked up Hong Ziyan and flew away, seeing this scene in mid-air, he sighed and waved his sleeves. A bridge of water was erected over the river from the top of the fleet, and the white Arowana went up the bridge, and in mid-air, the scales shimmered golden in the sun.

Behind him, the Wanghu Tower collapsed.

Since then, there is no scholar Li Wuwu in the world.

"Tiangongzi" abandoned the text and entered the Tao, and the sky was outside the sky and reunited.

(End of Volume 1 "Useless is a Scholar")