The road from Cunshantang to Guogong Mansion was too far, so far that he, a person who could trek back to Beijing from Pingcheng, could not even walk to the gate of Jiangfu. Even, Lao Litou's feet did not step out of the outer courtyard of Cunshan Hall.

After three years of farewell to Pingcheng, the matter of the Xue family, as everyone's spittle gradually disappeared, even Song Bai's bloodstained face before leaving began to blur.

"General Song, I.. How did I get out of the city, this bone? ”

"I'll figure it out, I've got my clothes ready for you, so let's go. The contents of this purse, if you can't die, you can hide it closely, and if you want to die, remember to chew it and swallow it in your stomach before you die. ”

"What is this? General Song.... General Song..."? Lao Li was pushed by Song Bai and stumbled. Pingcheng has not fought for a long time, although the soldiers do not pay much attention to appearance, but in the end they are not as sticky and fishy as Song Bai today, and the smoke makes Lao Li, a person who is used to smelling herbs all day long, almost want to be disgusted.

Song Bai didn't delay with him, and dragged Lao Li's head to the secret passage, stuffed the small purse into the placket of his chest, gritted his teeth and said, "One of the things in it is for Xue Ling, cloth strips......... Strips of cloth, if.... If the Song family is still there, hand it over to my son for me. ”

"General Song, how can I go back....... You let go first... You let go first". Lao Li couldn't break Song Bai's hand on his chest. He failed to give birth to half of the righteousness entrusted with the great responsibility, but became ten years old in an instant.

The last time Liang Hu fought, his wife was separated, and his family was ruined.

He prayed that Xue Yihan could drive Hu Di for a long time, kill the Quartet, and return a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye. It's a pity that as soon as the Hu people sued for peace, the emperor pushed the boat down the river and ordered it to stick to it.

Perhaps at that time, he really had the courage to draw his sword against the Tuoba clan. But in this peaceful city for decades, the stealing joy that pops up from time to time finally overwhelms the monstrous hatred under the accumulation of day after day.

To resolutely throw away everything in front of you, although it is heroic, it is actually a great loneliness. It's too difficult for a person.

There are only some things that you can't choose. Just as he prayed that there would be no truce back then, no god heard the words he secretly prayed for not to fight again.

Song Bai still didn't let go, he grabbed Lao Li's clothes, pressed the person into the secret passage several times, and pulled it back. With red eyes, he said, "That's it, don't give it to my son." ”

Don't give it to his son, he is stubbornly defending this city, just to change the family's old and young sleep. What do you do with your son?

"To give or not to give..."Lao Li Tou was pulled back and forth by Song Bai, and was confused by his incoherent words, forgetting that it was still unknown whether he could go back or not.

"To Xue Ling."

Song Bai was originally a literati, and he hadn't fought much, so he was a rare Sven appearance in this city. This will be hideous, looking at Lao Litou, his face full of viciousness.

"To Xue Ling." He repeated.

"Don't go to the people of the Song family."

"All to Xue Ling"

"You're a doctor, you don't get noticed. I must return to Beijing alive. The Xue Family Sect Temple is still there, find Xue Ling, and ask me what happened. ”

Lao Li only felt that the collar was loose, and then he was kicked into the dark passage. He didn't notice that Song Bai had been calling Xue Ling, and had never called "Little Master".

This person usually doesn't smile, and he doesn't like other people to spoil Xue Ling, but he has never called him by his name. The literati are the most important rules, so arrogant, even if the situation is anxious at the time, it should not be something that Song Bai can do.

Now, Lao Li Tou has forgotten the subtleties at that time. He traveled thousands of miles, and spent several years in Beijing, thinking that the rest of the time was just a waste of time.

I just don't know if I have teeth in my mouth to chew those things before I die.

Before he found Xue Ling, he thought about whether he could do something for Xue Yihan countless times, but every time this thought came to mind, it was quickly denied. He is promoted to fight the small people, and he is in his last years, what can he do? What's more, if something happens to him, Song Bai can't keep what he entrusted.

Once you've found a point to convince yourself, it's all the more natural to escape. Until, someone said about the Nine Dead Soul Grass.

"Is there really a grass in the world that brings the dead back to life?"

"It's true, it's spread all over Beijing, saying that it's the Nine Dead Soul Grass contained there, like a fake."

"What if there is, can we still save the lives of you and me?"

The people who sought medical treatment gossiped in their mouths, they probably didn't expect that the grass they said really saved a cheap life, at least Lao Li Tou felt that his life was not expensive.

He grew up in the northwest of Liang Realm, and then he was in Anping City for more than ten years, so he was very familiar with the curly cypress. said that it was going to be used as medicine, and there was indeed one. The holy hand in Beijing is like a cloud, and it should be common to use this prescription, and it is a little strange that it is so popular.

After careful questioning, he learned that there was a ghost ball auctioned at Fu Rui Xuan. Although it was Xue Li who bought it, it was his old plum head who was dead and spring, and he finally came back to life. He was relieved and handed over all the things to Xue Ling, and the fragments of grief and anger gathered in his mouth, and then all of them were grafted onto Xue Ling.

From then on, life was light.

He could probably die for Xue Yihan or Xue Ling, but he didn't have the courage to live for them. He shrunk back and forth in a courtyard, thinking that the little master always had a reason for doing this. Wei Mo is like him, and he also knows that the power of the Guogong Mansion is monstrous, so it is good to go in or go in. Anyway, there is no need for a daughter's reputation to talk about.

Lao Li didn't know that what he heard back then was not Song Bai's last sentence. After the secret passage was covered, Song Bai took a long breath and almost cursed:

"Let Xue Ling die."

After speaking, he looked around weakly, fortunately, it was a person who came to send Lao Litou, and no third person should hear it. He hurried to the wall, his face becoming more and more distorted. The Song family still doesn't know if they can keep it, if they do...... Song Yan and Song Cang..... You can live a peaceful life, and you can't make waves again.

Xue Ling should be allowed to go, even if he is going to die, he should go. There is no room for maneuver in the situation so quickly, and the most damned person in the entire Pingcheng is Xue Ling.

As soon as he stood on the city wall, there was no time for Song Bai to be happy and sad. At the slightest margin, he will inevitably feel guilty. That little young master is just the same age as Song Cang. What should be borne is naturally to be borne. But.... Did Lao Li hear the phrase "go to death"?

Lao Li's head fell lightly, and he didn't hear anything. But whether he heard it or not, it made no difference. Damn, you don't need anyone to mention it.

Xue Ling squeezed Xue Li's hand, but still didn't stand up. The woman next to her tried to separate them, but she didn't forget to continue to shout outside the door:

"A good couple."