Yun Xiang threw himself to the side of the couch, "Brother Chargar!" ”

She burst into tears of joy, "You're finally awake!" ”

Sharga smiled at her, and looked at Darandai with a sad look.

Dalantai said, "Yes, on the eighth day of the first month of last month, Princess Xizhao and the ninth son of Rouran got married. ”

Sharga closed her eyes, pain on her brow.

Now he remembered that Xiangxiang would no longer be in pain from Gu worms' drug addiction, but his heart was still bloody.

If he had died, he wouldn't have been so heartbroken.

Shouldn't he bless her?

They would not have had fruition, they should not have loved each other. Marrying Yan Duan is indeed the best choice. When he first met them, he thought they were a perfect match.

What was it like to feel the moment the dagger pierced into the body?

By the time the blade stabbed into his heart, he was numb. But the severe pain forcibly pulled him back to reality, and gradually, he began to feel that he began to have difficulty breathing, and his eyes began to blur, and he could only vaguely see Yan Duan's painful and distorted cheeks, and Dalantai covering his chest, Duan Qingshan was grief-stricken......

When he was unconscious, his dreams were all about her, from the first time he saw and separated, he was reincarnated over and over again.

When he woke up, he lost her forever.

Maybe he can only have her in his dreams.

What a fucking fate.

Sharga wanted to get up, but he was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand, Dalantai hurriedly held him down, "We just took out the Acacia Gu from your body, don't move." You're so weak you haven't eaten for days, don't get up. ”

Yun Xiang looked at Dalantai happily, "High Priest, your medical skills are really at the pinnacle!" ”

Dalanday laughed, "Thank you for your cooperation." ”

Yun Xiang was a little embarrassed, "It's the high priest who pointed out." Looking at Shargar, she asked Dalantai, "High Priest, Brother Shargar doesn't need to apply that potion now, does he?" ”

"You don't have to wake up. Yunxiang, you go cook some millet porridge to feed him, remember that millet porridge doesn't need rice. ”

Yun Xiang sighed and ran out happily.

Seeing that Shargar's lips were chapped, Dharan took a glass of water and placed it on Shargar's lips.

Sharga took a sip with difficulty, and then he felt that his strength had recovered a little.

His stomach was empty, and he could clearly feel the liquid running down his throat as the warm water went down.

Dalantai said something about the current situation on the side, Xie Changxian occupied the west bank of the Danjiang River, Xizhao had withdrawn his troops, he deliberately avoided Xie Yan Duan and others, seeing that Xia Erjia wanted to speak and stopped, he simply didn't see it.

Sharga looked out the window, and in the distance, the green peaks were like daisies, and the clouds were swirling, and they should be in an extremely high position.

"We are now in the depths of the Hengjiang Mountains, this is the place where the Sassanid religion hides, it is very secret, there is no high priest to lead the way, no one can enter, so you can rest assured here to recuperate...... Duan Qingshan and the others had already arrived in the Southern Dynasty, and they heard that Emperor Xizhao had reused this person...... You have done a good job of what General Xie arranged, and under Jiuquan, he can also look at it......"

Sharga smiled bitterly, it was not very glorious to say, he showed weakness with weakness, which was half threatening to be good.

After resting like this for a while, he was gradually able to get out of bed and eat, and Yunxiang and Dalantai were overjoyed.

Sharga was finally able to move like a normal person, although he would be out of breath after walking for a while, but let the person with a heart injury get up again, eat and walk, and Dalantai can be regarded as coming back to life.

He stood on the edge of the cliff and looked out at the rolling sea of clouds, only to know that they were in such a precipitous place. Cool Record Literature

The Sassanids really have strange people, so they can build such ingenious temples.

Early in the morning and at dusk, he sat on the edge of the cliff and was silent, not knowing what was going on his mind.

At this time, Yun Xiang sat next to him and was silent with him.

In October, when the weather was cold, he couldn't stand the cold air and often coughed violently, so Yun Xiang used wild pears to make soup for him, which was picked from the mountains in Dalantai in late autumn.

He didn't know why time passed so quickly and so slowly.

I heard that his mother was in Lingzhou and was named the eldest princess, so he didn't seem to have anything to worry about, so he could do nothing all day long.

What else could he do? There is no Sharga in the world, A-Niang doesn't need herself, she doesn't need herself to solve her worries, and there seems to be no point in his life.

He didn't understand why Dalandai had exhausted all his life's learning to save him, and he was willing to abandon the high priesthood and hide with him in the mountains, and never get out of the world.

He doesn't care, it's a pity that the high priest has a skill.

There was no need for Sharga to speak, Dharlanday knew what he was thinking.

"Seventh son, you don't think it makes sense for me to save you, but for me, it's the most important thing in life. Your fate is related to the fate of thousands of people, and I will not give up on you if I have the slightest possibility, unless you are really dead, I can't save you. ”

"Since you're not dead, then prove that you don't deserve to die. The gods let you live, and naturally he has his arrangements. ”

"High priest, how can I change the fate of millions of people now? As soon as I step out of this deep mountain, someone knows that my name is Xiao Jia, and there is no place to bury me. I don't have soldiers, I don't have connections, and now I really have nothing, what else can I change? ”

"I can't protect myself."

Dalantai said firmly, "As long as the seventh son is alive, he can change the fortunes of the world." ”

Yun Xiang followed Dalantai to study medicine every day, and his life was full and interesting.

When Scharga was able to sit for a long time, he buried his head in the library, immersed in the scrolls, so that he could forget his sorrow for a moment.

Forget Xiangxiang.

The only little girl he ever loved.

But she's married.

Dharlandai used carrier pigeons to communicate with the outside world, and he could know about major events from all over the world for the first time, but he rarely told Schargar.

He didn't know when he would come and go in the spring of the following year, but he knew that the peach blossoms in the distance were from white to pink, from pink to white, the clouds were steaming, and the mountains were all over the field, and then, the mountains were green, and summer came.

It's really a good place to escape the heat, I still remember when I was in Yunzhou, my aunt was afraid of heat, and every summer she had to have a lot of ice cubes to cool off, Aunt Tuya joked that the biggest expense of our family was ice.

If only A-Niang could come here.

He thought about it, shook his head and smiled, A-Niang is now in the Lingzhou Palace, naturally there is a cool place, why bother to go to this inaccessible mountain?

In the blink of an eye, in the late autumn, the mountains began to turn yellow and red, and the cold in the mountains was heavy, and they had already put on their jackets to protect against the cold.

So a small war next year is inevitable.

Sharga took a book and sat on the plank road, not feeling cold, but feeling comfortable in late autumn.

This day is counted as white dew according to the solar terms, the so-called cool breeze arrives, white dew falls, and the cicadas sing. The cicadas in the mountains no longer scream, but the sound of grass, insects and crickets.

Heavy footsteps were heard in the distance, and Shargar looked up, and Darlandai carried someone up.