Chapter 147: The Heart Loses Its Belonging
In the early morning of the next day, the cold wind hunted, attacking every inch of the Xichuan territory, and this Xichuan territory seemed to suddenly have a severe cold season.
In the hills and old forests near the Peijiang River, there was a woman running, there were faint beads of sweat on her tired face, and she was dressed in blue and floated behind her by the wind.
Her heart is like an empty city, full of decadence, the whole person is like a believer who has lost her faith, and every step she takes, she seems to have finished her life's strength.
Anyone who is such a woman may be curious about her, because in this troubled world, men dominate the war and peace of the world.
Yes, it was the time of war, and when she climbed the peak in front of her and looked straight to the north, a very tragic scene appeared before her eyes.
What kind of sight?
Under the peak is a flat grass, on the grass there are countless people's bodies, from a distance, she is already physically and mentally exhausted in the cold wind independent, the whole person's heart is cold.
Her heart is like snow in winter, and the snow river freezes.
That place was where she was going, and she really didn't dare to go there, and she didn't want to go, but she had to go, and it was the only way for her to go to Piaofuguan.
The way to go?
It's not the only way, standing on the peak, she has already seen the terrain in front of her, and the only place where the misery is serious is the closest way to Piaoxiguan.
The nearest road was not only relatively smooth on the ground, but there was also a stream along the way, and although she stood on top of a high mountain, she seemed to hear the sound of the stream.
Yes, the boundary of this Xichuan is different from the land of Jiangdong, Jiangdong is a flat river with thousands of miles of unimpeded water, shallow water and wide area, and this Xichuan is the opposite.
The mountains in the boundary of Xichuan are high and deep, and the mountains are like gurgling streams, and the depressions formed by the water between the mountains converge and become deep pools.
Ni Xiang wanted to go to Piaoxu Guan to ask the old man of Tiandao to seek a good way to save Mo Yunbai, she was really as anxious as fighting a fire, no matter how tired she was, no matter how much sweat beads on her face, she felt nothing.
To treat Mo Yunbai, she felt that she was working hard, and it was all worth it, so after she saw the terrain in front of her clearly, the whole person began to trek hard.
In the land of Xichuan, the mountain roads are rugged, not suitable for driving or riding horses, so she still found the same way in the mountains, and chased the road under her feet.
But she didn't take two steps, only to see the sky above, suddenly there was the cry of a white crane in her ears, she looked up, and saw the white crane hovering above the sky like a divine bird fluttering its wings and flying.
However, what is even more eye-catching is not the white crane, but the person on the white crane.
This man is the night of the winter.
Ye Handong was standing on the back of the white crane with his hands in his hands, and it seemed that he had already discovered the mud incense, so he would allow his mount to hover and fall.
The white crane landed in front of Nixiang and stopped flapping its wings.
Mud Xiang said: "Why are you?" ”
At this moment, Ye Handong was still standing on the back of the white crane, she looked at the woman in front of her, there was sweat dripping on her forehead, he smiled coldly, and said: "You and I are both disciples of Jianghumen, why don't you go to Haisheng Island to find a mount?" ”
Nixiang said: "The whereabouts of the divine beasts of Haisheng Island are rare, how can they be easy to catch?" ”
Yes, a place like Haisheng Island is really only known to the first sect of the ages like Jianghumen, and other than that, no one knows.
Of course, Ye Handong also understands this, so after hearing the words of the mud incense, he didn't have much opinion, just looked at her sweating on her body, and it was really hard to walk.
He said, "Come up! ”
Looking at the white crane in front of her standing firmly in front of her, Muxiang did not hesitate, she shook her body on the ground at the moment, and her whole body jumped on the back of the white crane.
The white feathers on the crane's back were probably too tired, so she jumped on it and sat down sideways.
The young lord was still standing straight, letting his seated flutter its snow-white wings and fly over the mountain once more.
Yesterday on the bank of the Peijiang River, Nixiang left, and after a whole night's journey, there was no slackness, and now sitting on the body of this white crane, she is also happy.
She said, "Why are you here?" ”
Ye Handong couldn't help but smile again, looked at her, and said lightly: "To be with you!" ”
It seems that he has said this to Nixiang before, so Muxiang should be used to hearing it, but it is still the same as before, Nixiang can only regret and apologize to tell him: "We are impossible!" ”
Ni Xiang rejected him like this, Ye Handong Zeng also expressed his helplessness, every time it was about Mo Yunbai, Mu Xiang would do it wholeheartedly, and for him, it was a feeling that the old man had returned from afar.
Yes, although it was a good feeling, he was not happy at all, he thought: the mud incense magic disk closed the door to the space-time tunnel, which might be telling him something.
So, what exactly is going on?
Ye Handong's straight body suddenly bent down and sat down, sitting cross-legged in front of Ni Xiang, looking at Mu Xiang carefully.
Seeing that his expression was too warm, he really shouldn't belong to an old friend, so she couldn't agree, so she stood up and looked at the relatively flat terrain.
Perhaps taking advantage of the white crane, she could see more clearly, that place was a piece of blue blood scattered, looking at the piles of corpses and bones, her heart was like a boulder weighing a thousand catties, and it was extremely uncomfortable.
She said, "Let the white crane stop there." ”
Ye Handong looked at Nixiang's eyes, and he also found the miserable scene that Nixiang saw, and couldn't help but be stunned, and looked at Nixiang again, and said, "Haven't you gotten to where you should be?" ”
yes, she's going to go to the Drifting Look.
The floating view is located on the top of Qingcao Mountain, and the relatively flat place is estimated to be a day's trip from Qingcao Mountain.
It's just that now taking advantage of the white crane, it is estimated that it will arrive in half an hour, so what is the urgency of the mud incense?
Yes, to quell the wars of the vassal states of all sides, it is necessary to understand each war, and she cannot ignore these wars that have taken place.
So it was necessary for her to check it out.
For her words, Ye Handong has always agreed, from childhood to adulthood, he has always taken the words of mud incense as his purpose, although now that they have grown up, this has not changed.
The years are flickering, and no matter how much time passes, I am afraid that it will not be able to change for a while.
The dignified Lord of the Moon Shadow Pavilion has always done his own thing, and now he is willing to surrender to the mud incense, I don't know if this is a blessing or a curse.
But right now, no one can give the right judgment.
So the white crane once again landed firmly on the ground, and the two people, who had been childhood sweethearts since childhood, jumped off the back of the white crane together.
At this moment, they are all standing on the lawn.
The grass on the lawn had withered and yellowed, and although it felt very comfortable to step on it, they saw the blood flowing in front of them, and they didn't have the slightest sense of belonging in their hearts.
Oh, yes! Their hearts are on their way to war.
(End of chapter)