Qingzhou, located in the easternmost part of the Later Han Dynasty, can see the sea here, but you can also see the most prosperous wind and snow between heaven and earth, although such wind and snow, in the Donghua mainland, is still less than one percent of Beiming.

There is no state capital in Qingzhou, but there is a tallest pavilion called Baiyi Building.

The grandson of the white horse lives here.

As everyone knows, there is a white horse under the grandson of the white horse, 20,000 people in armor, all of them are white-clothed and white-horse, and their combat effectiveness is extremely strong.

However, the training requirements of the White Horse Yicong are too harsh, and it is really difficult to complete if they do not reach a certain level of cultivation.

At this time, the grandson of the white horse was on the top floor of the white-clothed building, indulging in wine.

As usual, the rosewood chair was carried by the people to the window of the tall building, and he lay on the chair, carrying a flask, and poured wine into his belly like a drunkard without ambition.

But everyone in Baiyi Lou knows that this is not the case.

The white-clothed building is very high, standing on the top floor, through those huge windows, you can see the whole picture of the entire Qingzhou Prefecture.

At this time, the city of Qingzhou Prefecture, the rich night around it, all of them were dyed with a bright fiery red, and even the night sky was illuminated as if it were day, and the clouds floating in the sky were also dyed with a touch of glow.

The flames of war have surrounded the entire Qingzhou Prefecture, but there is no panic on the face of Baima Gongsun.

Since Liu, Guan, and Zhang left the southward journey, the Qingzhou soldiers and horses who were greatly sharpened in that battle were always pressed and beaten by Yuan Chu's army, and there was a terrifying Ji Yu over there, and a red-clothed woman Lingyue who was like a sword fairy.

These two people, as soon as they entered the battlefield, were like hanging up, God blocked and killed God, Buddha blocked and killed Buddha, and the Qingzhou soldiers and horses who killed were cold and broken.

The grandson of the white horse did not complain, but just smiled bitterly, if he had seen through the fake son of heaven, would the ending be different?

If he had rushed ahead of Yuan Chu and befriended Ji Yu, instead of going to great lengths to intercept and kill Yuan Chu's envoys, would the ending be different?

The wind that poured into the tall buildings from the windows on all sides was a little hot.

There are many armies, and the entire periphery of Qingzhou is burning.

At this moment, Zhao Ying climbed to the top floor, came behind the White Horse Gongsun, bowed down and saluted: "Lord Gongsun, please let me lead the White Horse Yicong to battle, if this continues, Qingzhou will be finished!"

His expression was heartbroken, but his tone was categorical, and the White Horse Gongsun knew that if Zhao Ying was allowed to fight, then he would have no return.

So, instead of agreeing, he beckoned, pointed to a chair beside him, and said, "You have been with me for some years, come and talk to us." ”

Zhao Ying was a little puzzled, but he still sat on the chair, looking at the white horse grandson who was already seven or eight points drunk at this time, tonight's white horse grandson was a little different.

Baima Gongsun didn't look at Zhao Ying, his eyes were always outside Qingzhou Prefecture, on the sky-high flames that were spreading rapidly inward, and said leisurely: "Zhao Ying, you obviously have the ability to be inferior to Lu Wenhou, do you know why I don't reuse you?"

Zhao Ying said with a smile: "Lord Gongsun, didn't you say that your most important white horse righteous servant was handed over to me?"

Baima Gongsun sighed and said, "If you really want to reuse you, your brilliance at this time is not to say that you can compete with the unfathomable Yizhou Ji Yu, but at least you can compete with the three brothers Lu Wenhou, Liu, Guan, and Zhang, almost the same." ”

"Do you have any complaints?"

Zhao Ying was stunned, and replied respectfully: "The subordinates have no complaints, the adults must have the intentions of the adults when they arrange it like this." ”

At this moment, the drunkenness on the white horse grandson suddenly disappeared, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and he said leisurely: "Actually, there is no intention, you have been looking for your sister, but you have found it?"

Zhao Ying shook his head, a little frustrated, and said, "I didn't find it." ”

The corners of Baima Gongsun's lips raised slightly, and he was more rigorous and fair than he usually looked, and he even had a little more evil spirit, and said: "It's right if you can't find it, she is hidden by Yuan Chujinwu, how can you find it!"

When Zhao Ying heard this, it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and he stayed there, and for a while, there were some six gods without masters, and as for what Yuan Chu said to him before, he also understood.

After a while, he came back to his senses and said with a wry smile: "It turns out that Lord Gongsun has never dared to reuse me, because he was afraid that I would know that Sister Ling was in the hands of Yuan Chu, so I would betray my lordship." ”

The White Horse Gongsun raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look at Zhao Ying, and asked with a smile, "Is this difficult to understand?"

Zhao Ying shook his head and said, "It's not difficult to understand, so I don't blame you. ”

The White Horse Gongsun waved his hand and said, "So, let's go, I'm at the end of my rope, I haven't really trusted you, you don't have to be loyal to me, otherwise you're foolish." ”

"The word loyalty, seemingly simple, is actually heavy, especially complicated, both have a degree, beyond that degree there is no noble soul, but will seem a little brainless stupid. ”

Zhao Ying listened hazy and didn't quite understand, but he already had a choice in his heart.

So he stood up, pushed away the chair, knelt down towards the white horse grandson, kowtowed a few times, and said in a trembling voice: "My lord, you have the grace of knowing me, how can your subordinates be disloyal?"

Baima Gongsun didn't look at him again, and continued to look at the war that had spread to the city of Qingzhou Prefecture, and said, "Even if you want to die with all your loyalty, you already know the news of your sister. ”

"The person who killed me was Yuan Chu, of course, Ji Yu and they also had a certain involvement, but Yuan Chu was the mastermind. ”

"Now, your sister is in Yuan Chu's arms, in the arms of the enemy who killed your lord, shouldn't you live to avenge your lord and rescue your sister, but to use your life to prove this meaningless foolishness?"

When Zhao Ying heard this, his face changed, as if he had been stabbed in the heart by a sharp sword, and there was something in his heart, like a piece of porcelain falling to the ground, shattered.

The hands that were pressed to the ground were slightly bent, leaving deep scratches on the board.

Zhao Ying made a huge decision, sprinkled those fragments in the warm wind, gritted his teeth, and said categorically: "Lord Gongsun, take care!"

His expression was a little painful and a little helpless.

Baima Gongsun smiled and waved his hand, and said: "There is nothing to feel guilty about, if you really can't pass this threshold in your heart, then on behalf of the old man, you will return the world to peace." ”

Zhao Ying was stunned, then nodded heavily, then stood up, made a big salute to the white horse grandson, and turned to leave.

The tearful face, the white horse grandson didn't see it, and even if he saw it, he would treat it as if he didn't see it.

The flames of war had spread to the vicinity of the White House, and he knew that his time was running out.

But there was no trace of fear on his face, just a little emotional, waiting for the arrival of the life-seeker.

The warm wind in the building suddenly became colder, and two extremely strong sword intents fell on the white-clothed building.

The white horse grandson didn't need to turn around, he also knew that Ji Yu and Lingyue were here.

Ji Yu naturally didn't say anything, walked to the place where Zhao Ying was kneeling just now, looked at the rough traces on the ground, and then pulled the chair that had been pushed away and sat next to the white horse grandson.

Baima Gongsun didn't go to see Ji Yu, he was still looking at the war that was constantly spreading towards the Baiyi Building, and the night sky in Qingzhou was already a fiery red at this time.

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