Chapter 8 This life can be reminisced
When there were still about a hundred people left on the battlefield to fight bloodily, Sang Zi glanced back at the city behind him that was about to be shattered.
There were two people standing on the city wall, the king and the eldest prince, both of whom had smiles of different meanings in their eyes!
Is it worth exchanging a city for the death of a hero?
Scars from one knife after another kept accumulating on her body.
Thankfully, it wasn't him.
She tried her best to attack the enemy's main position, but there was a pang of pain in her heart, and she turned to look at the man with the sword behind her.
It's actually Commander Wang! His good brother in the barracks. "Why?"
She asked, shocked.
"Big brother, I'm sorry. The king has promised me your place. ”
Sang Zi smiled bitterly, such a thing as power can really buy people's hearts.
She also had a close contact with him. Be sincere, modest and prudent. Such a person will also covet power?
Thankfully, it wasn't him, and he wouldn't be hurt again.
Some enemy soldiers took this opportunity to splash some liquid on her, and the smell was actually oil!
Xiqiang, it turns out that your life is so valuable.
Tong Sangzi tried her last strength to shoot three arrows at the enemy leader, and when an arrow was issued, she suddenly turned around and aimed the last two arrows at the two people on the city wall.
They are not worthy of being kings at all, and as long as they die, there will be no more danger to Xiqiang.
The leader of the enemy army had fallen to the ground with an arrow, and the two men on the city wall were about to be shot, but a cold light knocked them down.
It was his father! Father, what do you want?
Well, she didn't have any strength left.
The fire was raging, and the unbearable heat kept coming.
It's over, Xiqiang, it's all over, forget about me.
The huge fire continued to burn, Tong Sangzi finally couldn't support it, and slowly fell, but he seemed to see the man in white in front of him.
Did she expect this?
But she saw the man rush into the fire, and finally closed his eyes.
That's it, Xiqiang, I won't miss you anymore.
The man slowly picked her up, and when he saw that she was covered with wounds, he began to cry out loudly.
However, she will not know all this.
She died, died under his ideals.
The people on the wall looked at all this in shock, but there was still a smile in their eyes, even if the person who had just died was not him, he would not be alive.
Xiqiang raised his head in grief, picked up the remaining arrows on the ground, and shot them at the two people on the city wall. The difference is that General Tong did not protect them as he used to.
They watched in shock as the arrow in their chest slowly fell from the wall.
Xiqiang smiled, the second prince has a kind temperament and treats the people kindly, how can he be better than the two people in front of him! It wasn't that he didn't know, but he didn't want to, he didn't want to turn his back on the Lord.
But now? Everything is self-defeating. He hugged her tightly and let the fire consume their bodies.
Life and death are worth it, Sang Zi, you wait for me.
Qian Qian looked at everything in front of her lightly, the flowers on the other side of her eyebrows flickered and sometimes dimmed, and after a long time, she said to the person behind her, "Su Heng, let's go back, there is no need to collect their corpses." ”
Su Heng hurriedly chased after him, "Qiao, don't be too sad. This is fate, how about you by Nengnai? ”
"Life?" Hearing this, Qian Qian stopped and looked back at him, but the corners of his mouth moved out of a playful smile, "If I step on Hengyuan Mountain, I see who in the world dares to tell me my fate!" ”
"Chen Qinglin!" Su Heng suddenly became angry.
"Angry? Why are you angry? Why are you angry? The flowers on the other side of the brow glowed red.
Su Heng knew that it was a representation of her murderous intent.
Kill him?
Su Heng smiled bitterly: "You're going to kill me for this sentence?" ”
"Su Heng!" She slapped him with a palm.
Su Heng was thrown out for several miles, and a mouthful of blood spit out actually set off the beauty of his white clothes.
"Su Heng! Listen to me! The Tong family is Hu Jiang's spies, and Tong Sangzi reminded me earlier that you are a teacher of Hengyuan. Since you are an immortal, why are you here to accompany me to run things! When she said this, the flowers on the other side of her eyebrows became more and more bewitching than just now.
Su Heng hurriedly stood up with difficulty, shaking the purple bell on his waist, "Your heart is unstable, don't be angry, listen to my explanation!"
Listening to the sound of bells, Qian Yuan's heart was a little calm, "If you dare to lie to me, I want you to live a good life and die a good death." ”
Su Heng hugged her into his arms, "Qinglin, I didn't have the slightest intention to save you that day, you can rest assured, I will never fail you in this life." ”
By this time, it was already dark, and the night moon was getting brighter. In the distance, the sound of jackdaws continued, and the red and white figures clinged to each other in the moonlight.
Up to the blue and down to the yellow spring.
Su Heng?
He accompanied her to watch all the flowers bloom and fall, and counted the flowers. In the fishing village in the south of the Yangtze River, the warblers sing and dance, and they depend on each other for life and death in the desert yellow sand.
This is Su Heng.
And Tong Sangzi and Xiqiang are the best endings she has seen in her life.
married as husband and wife, love is not doubtful.
The fate and love in this world are always difficult to fathom, and most people are always in love.
There is unavoidable deception, there is deep love but suspicion of speculation, and there is also bitter companionship and love at first sight.
These things will inevitably confuse the eyes of the world, especially trust.
Who said that? If you love, love deeply.
Cherish the waiting and staying with you in exchange for stepping on the mountains and rivers, and follow him or her to see the end of the world and dream of the soul returning.
It is said that Sijun makes people old, but for lovers, they only remember that the years are late.
The smoke is still calm, and the return is still the hatred of this life.
I also know that all the years will eventually grow old, and Fusang will eventually wither, and I don't mind, I don't mind holding hands with him to watch the passing years, and I don't mind appreciating the thousands of years with him.
Qian Yuan leaned into his arms and sighed, "On the shore of the willows, the blue wave paper fan, this life is just this, what I expect is not just this life." Su Heng, what I want is 'to marry as a husband and wife, and love is not doubtful', if you give it, I don't believe we can't go to the end of this long life, if you can't afford it......"
He hurriedly hugged Qian Qi tightly and said in her ear, "Qi Yuan, as soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world." What about me? I want to see the fall of the Jiangnan acacia flowers with you, listen to the Yanmen River, wait for the guests to return, and wait for the remnants of the piano to sing again. ”
I suddenly remembered a sentence:
I only hope that your heart will be like my heart, and I will live up to my love.