"This Liang Dynasty, I don't want it." Mo Ci said, "Now that the rituals and music of Daliang have collapsed, this dynasty will not be able to restore the ritual system for a day if it does not die, and the broken things cannot be repaired, only if they are dismantled and rebuilt." "So he's going to die.

"I'm just a front for your dynasty, right?"

"No, I'm sincere to you." Mo Ci hugged Ah Qing, quietly, there seemed to be only two of them in heaven and earth.

Morning.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live." The Manchu ministers shouted in unison.

"Just say something." Mo Ci has been playing with Ah Qing in the palace, and even if he comes back, he hasn't been to the court for a long time.

"Your Majesty, the border is urgent, the old department of Bingze Country has pressed the Lion Camel Ridge on the border of our country." An Yuan stepped forward to report, without Mo Ci's permission, An Yuanrao is a general, and he can't directly lead troops there.

"Just press it, I'm not in a hurry, what are you anxious about?" Mo Ci left the Hall of Light and went to the Linshui Palace.

Linshui Palace.

"Ah Qing, your old department of Bingze Country is here." Mo Ci lay on the beauty couch and watched Ah Qing tease the thrush in the cage.

"What's the use of the emperor and his concubines talking about this?" When he arrived in the palace, Ah Qing's attitude towards Mo Ci was cold most of the time. He prefers to get along with him in the palace, without worrying about what others think of him, as long as he is pampered.

"Ah Qing, let's go, go find your old department of Bingze Country." Mo Ci sighed, "How about we fight the last battle?" "He Daliang and Bing Zeguo have fought for so many years, and the year before last, after the death of the former Empress Bingze, Bing Zeguo was handed over to Ah Qing, the daughter of the former empress, and Mo Ci fell in love with him at first sight when Ah Qing first went to the battlefield.

At that time, although Ah Qing covered his face, he was dressed in gold silk soft armor, his long black hair was curled high, and his red tasseled spear was more heroic than that of a man. This not only does not diminish his beauty, but adds a bit of heroism, bright as the sun. There is no tenderness in a pair of dark eyes, only Jin Ge Iron Horse, and the city is overwhelmed in a battle.

"What does the emperor mean, if you have anything to say, let's talk about it with the concubines." Ah Qing sat down by herself, poured a cup of tea, and drank it.

"Ah Qing, do you dare to bet with me? Just bet on the win or loss of this battle, win, the world is yours, I will dispose of it to you, if you lose, let go of your resentment and be pampered by me? Mo Ci waited for Ah Qing's reply.

After a while, "Okay." A Qing's words made Mo Ci overjoyed.

So Ah Qing left the palace and went to find his old Bingze department.

Ah Qing traveled day and night, trekking through mountains and rivers to reach Lion Camel Ridge, it was already a few days later.

This year's winter solstice, heavy snowfall, is three months after A-Qing leaves the palace.

The snowy field outside the city gate was already a mess, and the people of the city were frightened away by the neighing of war horses, and knew that it would be a fierce battle, so they all took refuge.

Ah Qing led the troops to the imperial city, and Mo Ci also wore a strong and stubborn face, personally leading the troops, he said, this is their last battle. In this battle, winning or losing is crucial, and he must win.

There are only three hundred in the old department of Bingze

People, although they are all elites, but they are no match for the 20,000 infantry led by Mo Ci, Ah Qing knows that this is the last 20,000 soldiers of Daliang - he does not intend to bully the few with more people; Rather, it was giving him all the respect on this battlefield with the strength of the country - it was a duel between countries, and both sides fought without reservation.

Rao is like this, after several battles, the number of Bingze's old troops is getting smaller and smaller.

On that day, the wind whipped up the charred flags, and in the long sand, on the trenches, the embers of wood mixed with flesh and blood, emitting a disgusting stench. Several vultures hovered over several corpses that had not yet been completely buried by the sand, and several arrows were still on the corpses, but the broken spear was still in the corpse's hand. In the distance, the shouts of tearing and killing are endless, and perhaps there will be hundreds more corpses tomorrow morning. The yin wind began to howl angrily, as if to awaken the dead soul.

The battle was extremely fierce, the sharp sword blades burst horizontally, and one after another Bing Ze people fell to the land of the Liang Dynasty, never to wake up again. Ah Qing killed wave after wave of Liang soldiers, looked back at the people he brought, there was not much left, he suddenly regretted it, he shouldn't have made that bet, it was he who killed his only remaining people.

An Yuan took advantage of Ah Qing's distraction and plunged a long tassel gun straight into Ah Qing's abdomen, and Ah Qing fell off the horse. The rough cries of the Liang soldiers were still rolling over, but they lost their backbone and their combat power was greatly reduced. In an instant, there were less than thirty people left in Bingze's old department.

"Ah Qing!" Mo Ci drove his horse to this side, got off the horse and picked up Ah Qing with one hand, and pulled out the long tassel gun in Ah Qing's abdomen with the other, blood splashed on his face, he didn't care to wipe it, what else was more important than Ah Qing's life. "Quickly pass on the imperial doctor!"

"Your Majesty, this demon girl is finally going to die." An Yuan knelt beside Mo Ci not far away.

"Get out! Who told you to hurt him! Get out! Mo Ci hugged Ah Qing and tears rained down, "Ah Qing, I said that I would wait for you to kill me, you kill me quickly!" ”

"Don't kill them!" Mo Ci just wants to keep Ah Qing, let Ah Qing have a home, so that Ah Qing will no longer be displaced after the destruction of the country, and live this life with him in peace. Mo Ci hugged Ah Qing and ran towards the city, full of thoughts, all he thought about was Ah Qing, how could he bear to watch Ah Qing die, how could he bear to let his favorite Ah Qing walk Huangquan Road alone. Ah Qing, it is not yet the time they agreed, how can he take the first step.

"Life is not at the same time as death, Ah Qing, I am not a Ming Jun, I want to be a faint Jun, like Ji Gong Yan, and then, like Ji Gong Yan dotes on Bao Xi. Ah Qing, should I be more thorough in my efforts? In this world, it is up to those virtuous ministers to change the dynasty. Ah Qing, I won't let you walk Huangquan Road alone. Mo Ci stumbled and stumbled with Ah Qing in his arms, and tried his best to keep his steps steady, for fear that Ah Qing would feel uncomfortable in his arms. It seems that the hands that hugged Ah Qing from the altar have been around Ah Qing's waist and have never left, as if they will not let go in this life.

Since the acquaintance, it has been Ah Qing who has supported Mo Ci, and there is no

The idea of letting Ah Qing walk Huangquan Road alone, Mo Ci was like having a pillar, no matter how seriously he was injured, he finally walked to the city tower.

Ah Qing, I'm here to accompany you, do you remember the promise I made to you? In the next life, we have no hatred, I will fulfill my promise again, we will be together well, okay?

No matter how sincere the feelings, no matter how deep the concern, in the end, how can they be worth parting with life and death. Mo Ci fell from the ten-zhang high city tower, holding Ah Qing's corpse, the corners of his mouth rose, they were not together in life, but they were able to go to Huangquan together when they died, which is also a kind of happiness.

For Ah Qing, this is also a relief, he finally doesn't have to worry about not being able to avenge his people, he can finally be pampered by Mo Ci.

If there is a next life, they will definitely be happily together.

After the monarch's death, the minister buried Mo Ci and Mu Yanqing together in the imperial mausoleum.

The new monarch came to the throne, and the title of Mo Ci was "Yan", and the people who escaped from the city on the eve of the war came back, chatting about the story of the ancestor and the queen in their spare time, everyone said that Ah Qing was a red face and a disaster, but who knew that Mo Ci was the one who overturned the world with that special favor.

……

Then, after he died, he suddenly met a person, it was the Messenger of Dead Souls, that person told himself that Mu Yanqing's soul was a rare one for him, the soul that could shape immortal things, he signed a contract with that person, and became the prison burial master, and Yu Qing was trapped here by him with his selfish intentions, and finally obtained the eternal life they called in their mouths.

Ah Qing took on the mission of the Dead Soul Messenger and turned into the new Dead Soul Messenger.

And this eternal life made them count the past in 10,000 years, and after these 10,000 years, all their love and hatred turned into dust for a long time, and they don't know where they were scattered.

They became bored, they became confused, and it was in this way that this eternal life began to suffer, and the original vow was completely different from when they were human beings.

Mu Yanqing left him first.

And Mo Ci, he couldn't let her disappear in front of him like this.

"It's almost......" He held his breath with difficulty, but his eyes exuded unprecedented light, he opened his eyes as best he could, and watched the female corpse gradually change, the dark skin began to fall off, revealing the creamy skin, the terrifying cheeks began to plump, the whole person was immersed in the white light of rebirth, and the strange things around her gradually soaked in her body.

"Sure enough, it's a soul-reviving technique."

The sudden sound in the darkness startled Mo Ci in vain, but after a moment he regained his mocking expression: "You really came, but even if you use the Great Arcano Fan Cross Star Array to open the gate of the underworld, even if you come, you don't have the strength to fight against me, what's the use?" ”

"You're right, I used that array." The Death Messenger smiled slightly, and gracefully pressed his cane against his forehead as if he didn't mind at all, "But what about you?" The soul restoration technique has eaten up your body, and I'm a little surprised that you still have the strength to talk to me. ”

"None of this matters anymore, what matters is that she ends

Yu Hui woke up, aren't you happy? The woman you've always hated so much that you couldn't sleep. ”

"Oh?" A dangerous glint flashed in the Death Messenger's eyes, "So what? As you said, none of that matters. ”

"You ......" Mo Ci didn't seem to expect him to react like this, and was dumbfounded for a while, "Since it doesn't matter anymore, then what are you doing here?" ”

The Death Messenger turned his gaze to Qiao Yao'er, "It's not that you made a mess for me, so I'll clean it up." ”

"So you're here too." Mo Ci smiled and said, "It's good to be here, thank you for sending her here, you don't have to work hard to find her." ”

"Don't talk to yourself there!" Qiao Yao'er angrily ripped off the gauze on her left eye, and roared angrily, "I'm here to ask you, why did you deceive my eyes?!" ”

"Because, I love your eyes, and they must be very beautiful in her eyes...... " said faintly.

"What?" Qiao Yao'er was stunned.

"That's why?" The Deathbringer sneered, "Piecing together the remarkable parts of a human being and combining them into a perfect person, I see." ”

He turned his gaze back to the recovering female corpse, her appearance already revealed, and the Requirrel stood for a moment before he raised his feet and walked towards her.

(End of chapter)

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