Zhang Ren, Luo Xiong

The long sword drew an arc in the air, with the cold wind of tonight, with the last resistance in the city, and also with the loneliest loneliness, and the cold light.

Zhuge Qiao's dark and deep eyes were like soft nights, and there was no light in his black eyes, but he stood in place with Luo Xiong's loneliness, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Luo Xiong's long sword did not fall, the arc that had just been drawn stayed forever at that moment, the sword head pointed at Zhuge Qiao's heart, and a line of blood slowly flowed out from the other end of the long sword, dripping on the ground.

It turned out that when Luo Xiong was making a deadly sneak attack, the last moment was stalled. The panicked wolf fang swung his dagger and used a killing move, instantly cutting Luo Xiong's throat, and blood spurted out immediately、、、

Luo Xiong didn't put up any resistance, as if all this was the result he wanted.

The Changmen Qingyi behind him couldn't hold it steady anymore, and he spread it to Zhuge Qiao with a long sword; Of course, for the remaining Nagato Tsing Yi, it must be a good hand among the dart masters; However, the remaining wolf fangs and Han troops are by no means ordinary、、、

Wei Yan led the army, which had already entered the city at this time, and the Han army began to accept the entire city of Chang'an.

The morning glow began to shine in the east, rows of golden clouds seemed to be waiting for the sun, the sun had just emerged from behind the layers of clouds, the warmth of its first rays of light communicated with the coolness of the dying night, in the deep and slightly white sky, there were still a few stars scattered, the ground was pitch black, the sky was all white, and the human head was still trembling.

The sunlight slowly broke through the clouds, landed on the world, and sprinkled on the city of Chang'an; With a slight breeze and a pale yellow light, Chang'an has woken up from last night's slumber at this moment, but many people are asleep.

Facing the slight cold wind, the banner of the word 'Han' is blowing in the wind.

Zhuge Qiao stood quietly at the south city gate, watching the flow of people in the city, the sun shining on his side face without a trace of expression.

The noisy street intersection of the past does not have any float at this time. The bustling restaurant of the past, with only a few traces of dead breath, wandered there.

Nagato Dart Board; Chen Mubing was guarding the door, no one was wandering outside the door, looking at the front and feeling a little distracted. "Finally, everything in the dart game has been handled, and even if we dart outside together, the dart game can still work! I'm so tired, I want to go to bed early tonight! "The words were vivid when she parted last night, but when she woke up, she was already empty, Miao Miao Agarwood told her that he was not in the house last night, and there were less than twenty people left in the dart game, and the rest of the people disappeared last night.

wanted to go out to look for it, but was sent back by the Han army who were curfew. Although he failed to fulfill his wishes, it can also be known that Chang'an City is no longer the city of Wei, and it will belong to Shu Han in the future, and Zhuge Qiao, who knew him before, has become the last sustenance at this moment.

His red and wet eyes kept looking ahead, expecting the figure in his heart to emerge.

A gust of wind blew, and the sound of flying footsteps in front suddenly sounded, getting closer and closer, Zhuge Qiao walked in the front, followed by more than ten soldiers, and a shelf with people lying down.

"Zhuge Gongzi, have you ever seen Luo Xiong?" Chen Mubing asked mechanically, but his eyes kept peeking at the shelf carried by the soldiers behind him, as if he was looking for something.

Zhuge Qiao nodded, and the soldiers behind him lifted the wooden frame, which was covered with a white cloth, and a person could be vaguely seen lying on the wooden frame, a person who could no longer move.

Chen Mubing's eyes that had just been wiped dry, at this moment, like a flood pouring out of the embankment, he ran forward quickly, slowly uncovering the white cloth with both hands, but his eyes were still floating left and right, as if he was still expecting a miracle to happen at this moment, the person lying here was not Luo Xiong, or he could still open his eyes and look at himself.

All illusions suddenly collapsed the moment she uncovered the white cloth, and her pale face appeared in front of Chen Mubing's eyes、、、

"Sister-in-law, please mourn! It also allows Brother Luo to rest assured! Zhuge Qiao said lightly.

"We have settled down in Chang'an City, why did you Zhuge Qiao come to Chang'an, why did your Han army attack Chang'an City, why did you find him, why would he be the last person to die?" Chen Mubing's crying eyes stared at Zhuge Qiao tightly and asked, with resentment towards Zhuge in his eyes.

Zhuge Qiao, who was full of helplessness, did not choose to quibble at this moment, he knew that Chen Mubing's heart was breaking down now, and he also knew that this matter would have to deal a lot of blows to Chen Mubing.

From the very beginning when Chen Mubing knew Luo Xiong, a girl who was only seventeen, and now she is nearly twenty-seven; After nearly ten years of accompanying Luo Xiong, it was already Chen Mubing's choice, although they did not formally visit the church and did not meet the parents of both sides, the two finally chose to be together.

It's just that Chen Mubing has not been able to postpone Luo Xiong so far, which may be her biggest regret and the biggest pain.

"Madame, here is a white cloth that the master of the door left for Madame, and the master of the door said that if he does not come back before dawn to-day, he will give the white cloth to Madame, and Madame will understand; It was only because the master of the door knocked me out last night that I just woke up and listened to Uncle Gui mention last night's incident, so I knew what happened last night! A young man in green clothes ran out of the Nagato Dart Bureau, panting and holding a piece of white cloth in his hand and handing it to Chen Mubing.

She was stunned, her eyes widened, and she looked a little incredulous; Does he know that he is going, but that he has gone and has no return?

Relieving herself, she immediately pulled over the white cloth, on which were written a few lines of black letters.

Zhuge Qiao also seemed to sense something; It is impossible for Luo Xiong to abandon Chen Mubing to do such a dangerous thing, and Luo Xiong has no reason to betray himself, what kind of concern will make Luo Xiong do what happened last night. Thinking that Zhuge Qiao also locked his eyes on the white cloth, pointing all his doubts at it, expecting that the white cloth would explain everything that happened.

After reading the last token that Luo Xiong left for himself on the white cloth, Chen Mubing's eyes softened, and the tears that had just broken the embankment seemed to be blocked at this moment.

Zhuge Qiao, who was standing next to him in a hurry, was even more confused now.

"Master Zhuge just made a rude!" Chen Mubing saluted Zhuge Qiao slightly. Although she was very forced to keep her face natural, she still couldn't hide the pain in her heart.

"Please also mourn Madame!" Zhuge Qiao replied. Although I want to know the content of the white cloth like a cat scratch, I can't open my mouth to ask.

After a moment of silence, Chen Mubing slowly squatted down and tried Luo Xiong's cold face with a handkerchief; Suddenly, a sentence came out of his mouth, "His name is Zhang Xiong, Zhang Ren's only son." ”