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In the Wanliu Villa, Wanliu is like an army, arranged like a formation. A willow silk is a raised horsewhip, and the old and hard roots seem to be his old and spicy feelings.

The willow leaves that are about to fall are countless bent knives, and it is not until the autumn wind rolls up that you can see its slaughter in its softness.

The back garden, the stone path, the clean stone path, because of autumn, there are swept fallen leaves on both sides.

This is the small school field of Wanliu Villa. Lu Qiao's ancestor was a good general in the court, and there was also a small school at home. In his home, there are also special soldiers of the Founding Son of Heaven.

——Pei Hongli is slowly entering.

There are not many soldiers, but there are more than a hundred, all of them are children of the Lu family, and at this time, they are all clearly arrayed in the school field.

- The road ahead of her feet led to a stone altar that had been built for many years, and it was not high.

— but she knew the meaning of the jar. It was an altar of generals. Now, she wants to borrow it, borrow it to be the altar that Yue Zheng has painstakingly worked hard to build.

- She remembered Yu Zheng's words in her ears: "This volume of "Liver and Gall Records" is related to the military power of the world. That's what I rely on to fight Dongmi. There are as many hot-blooded men as there are soldiers in the world. Dongmi intends to govern the country with religion, and once it is launched, it will disturb the world, and its disaster will be fierce. Since the beginning of Ding Laozhongshu, he has secretly married the hot-blooded men of the world's military, and some of them even did not hesitate to die and devote themselves to Dongmi. In my hands, it finally became a record of "Liver and Gall Gallbladder". This is a secret alliance. Once the incident occurs, Dongmi can be blocked by this record. There are more than 100 heroes in the 71st Soldier Town in the world. Although most of them are in partial positions, they are brave and fierce, and they care about the world. The time is in danger, Ban Dang knows loyalty, and he really has soldiers in his hands who can live and die with him to protect the world. You can be cautious about this record. ”

- Then, he gasped for a moment, and looked at himself so deeply: "Although I can entrust it as if there are still two and a half people, but when there is nothing to trust, Honglion, will you rise up in anger and make a brave decision for me?" ”

Therefore, she was able to rely on this record from afar, with the help of Cheng Fei and Chen Quai, Yu Ning Wang's anti-machine will not be released, and the opportunity to become a momentum has not yet become a momentum.

And today, the liver and gallbladder are recorded, and there is nothing to support. Chen Quzhi had been talking to her secretly for three days. Others are in the army, and their moral prestige is not enough, so they reluctantly persuade her to take this heavy responsibility.

She had wished she could entrust it to her, but unfortunately, there was nothing she could do. But even if no one entrusts her, she will not let Yu Zheng's life's hard work be in vain!

- There is no liver and gallbladder in the world,

- Then what's the matter, my skirt and the altar?!

This is the decision made by Chen after going to illness and talking in detail. She can't excuse herself, she can't give up. Because, the liver and gallbladder are not something that anyone can control. Then let her trust the reputation of her deceased husband, as a surviving person, go to the altar to worship the seal, form an alliance, and block Dongmi's desire to overthrow the world......

Pei Hongli looked up and looked ahead, only to see Yu Guolao and Lu Crazy standing under the altar, their white hair and decayed old man. Their gray hair is sparse, but their bones are hard.

She looked at the stone altar that was not high, on the side of the case, but Cheng Miaoniang was standing with a smile on her face.

is as weak as a fall, and he has tried his best to help himself, what qualifications do he have to retreat?

Pei Hongli slowly lifted her skirt, smiled on her face, and walked towards the quaint military case.

And behind her, at the door of Wanliu Villa, Chen Qubing was leading Gu Ming, leaning on a horse.

His face smiled slightly, and his face was still covered with a layer of immist that others could not see, and he watched the woman walk towards the stone altar fixedly.

- I'll do my best to help you!

He whispered in his heart, red mullions, red mullions...... A few days ago, after years with her, he was finally able to meditate in the small window. But he didn't say anything, and although those private feelings were the same, there was no need to say them. On the ninth day of September, this is autumn, and there are many red leaves outside Wanliu Villa. When he sat opposite the red mullion under the window, the red leaves were more vividly red through the frost outside the window, like the cheeks that she once had jumped into his eyes, and they were not cheeks, but flying clouds.

The autumn leaves outside the window reflect the light reflected in the afterglow of the sunset, quietly shining on the red mullion's face......

…… This is the gentle and generous woman in his mind...... Pei Hongli is close to the edge of the altar...... Chen Quzhi squinted, his heart was softly touched, thinking of this world, thinking of the flowers, remembering the moment of relativity, remembering the colleagues who worked together since then, remembering the upright and sharp hidden in the gentleness and generosity under the skirt and hairpin, exactly:

The world is a matter of ice and snow, and there are several degrees of red mullions among the flowers......