The mountains are covered with snow, but there is a small river valley in the mountains because of the low terrain, the temperature is much higher than the surrounding area, and there is a rare geothermal spring nearby, so that the land within a radius of half a mile is still full of spring, which can be called a paradise in this harsh winter.

Zhong Qingyuan sat on a mountain rock, removed the basket on his back, and looked at this quiet valley calmly.

At this time, he was dressed as a farmer, a little less sharp, and a lot more affinity.

In the battle of Liuqingshan, he was swept away by the Minjiang River brought by Xu Rui, but fortunately a pair of grandparents and grandchildren in the mountains rescued him, and he barely escaped with his life.

Although more than a month has passed, he still can't help but feel chills when he thinks about that battle.

Until now, he still couldn't figure it out, Beiwuwei was obviously on the verge of collapse, why could he still turn things around?

Could it really be that there is a land immortal who leads the thunder to the sky?

Zhong Qingyuan has been following King Wuling for a long time, and under his influence, he is not very interested in the theory of ghosts and gods, and if he hadn't seen the mountains and rivers collapse with his own eyes, he would not have believed that this was true.

Thinking of this, Zhong Qingyuan sighed and shook his head silently, as if all his heart was washed away by the rushing flood.

"What's wrong with you? Do you remember your background? ”

The seventeen-year-old girl came to her heart, and when she saw that he was worried, she blinked her eyes and asked him, that beautiful and simple appearance was like a flawless crystal.

Zhong Qingyuan looked back at her, his eyes were full of doting, but he shook his head helplessly.

"Still can't think of anything."

When the girl heard this, a trace of loss flashed on her face, and she seemed to have a touch of joy, and said playfully: "It's okay, if you can't remember who you are, you can live in the village with peace of mind until you remember." ”

Zhong Qingyuan looked at the girl, and a warm current flowed in his heart.

For some reason, there seems to be a kind of magic in her body, as if she was born to dispel all the gloom, as soon as she sees her smile, the heaviness that has accumulated in her heart will immediately disappear.

Maybe that's not bad for the rest of your life......

Zhong Qingyuan sighed in his heart, the gloom dissipated, and he laughed heartily.

"I've been living in Koharu's house, hasn't it become a place to eat for nothing? I eat so much, you don't feel distressed? ”

Zhong Qingyuan suddenly laughed.

The girl shook her head and said: "Xiaochun is willing to let the big cow eat, not to mention that although the big cow eats a lot, he also has a lot of strength, and he does the work of several people by himself, so Xiaochun is not distressed." ”

Zhong Qingyuan quipped: "But others probably don't think so, every time your brother Nashan sees me, his eyes will be on fire, as if he is afraid that I will take you away from him." ”

The girl's cheeks turned red when she heard this, like a ripe apple, and she hurriedly turned her back and said as thin as a gossamer: "Da Niu, you are talking nonsense, I only think that Brother Shan is my own brother, how can I not take it?" ”

"What did you say?"

He deliberately pretended not to hear clearly, and tested his ears to listen.

The girl was suddenly shy, stomped her feet, and said coquettishly: "You are necrotic, don't tell you, grandpa has already finished collecting medicine and returned to the village, who wants to accompany you to talk nonsense here?" ”

Saying that, the girl didn't dare to look at Zhong Qingyuan anymore, like a rabbit seeing a wolf, she ran out of the valley as if she had fled.

"Hey, I don't ask, you slow down, be careful of wrestling."

Zhong Qingyuan shook his head, put the basket on his back again, and looked at the girl's back with a smile, while taking a brisk step and walking towards the valley.

As he walked, he suddenly took a deep breath, as if he wanted to savor the heart-warming breath.

Since he woke up, Zhong Qingyuan has been afraid, hesitant, and at a loss, but in this paradise-like mountain village, accompanied by that clean and flawless girl, the anger and fear on the battlefield have turned into peace and contentment, and he has found that he has begun to like this kind of tranquil and indisputable life.

Zhong Qingyuan shook his head, and a sentence suddenly popped up in his heart.

The Zhong Qingyuan in the past is dead, whether it is the court or the battlefield, all the disputes are left to him, and now there is only the big cow that Xiaochun likes standing here.

The two walked out of the river valley, talking and laughing all the way, like a pair of beautiful women.

However, the weather in the mountains is like a child's face, and the sky is still clear, but after a while, the clouds are already thick, and the snowflakes are fluttering, and the next blizzard is about to happen.

The two didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly quickened their pace and walked towards the mountain village.

But as soon as they walked to the hill outside the village, the two suddenly saw a thick smoke rising into the sky, which was the direction of the village!

Could it be that the village is running out of water?!

Koharu was suddenly shocked, rushed to the top of the mountain to look down, and immediately stayed there.

On the top of the hill, I saw that the village in the col was full of fire, reflecting the dark clouds in the sky, and the small mountain village was like a weak hare, rolling and struggling in the flames, and it was about to be completely devoured.

Zhong Qingyuan followed Xiaochun's footsteps and rushed to the top of the mountain, and when he saw this scene, his heart suddenly chuckled, and he subconsciously looked at Xiaochun.

"Grandpa!"

Koharu came back to his senses, cried out bitterly, and regardless of the crazy fire, he spread his feet and ran towards the village.

"Koharu!"

Zhong Qingyuan was shocked, threw away the backpack on his shoulder, and chased her to the village.

"Grandpa! Uncle Dunzi! Brother Shan! ”

Koharu seemed to have lost his mind, and as he ran, he cried with tears streaming down his face, letting the hot heat wave come to him.

"Koharu!"

The two rushed to the front of the village, seeing that Xiaochun was about to plunge into the sea of fire, Zhong Qingyuan hurriedly chased after her and pulled her into his arms.

"Grandpa...... Uncle Dunzi...... Brother Shan......"

Xiaochun whispered in distraction, raised his head, saw Zhong Qingyuan's face, as if he finally recognized him, threw himself into his arms, and cried.

"Da Niu, grandpa is gone, Uncle Dunzi, and Brother Shan are gone, the people in the village are gone, Xiaochun shouted and didn't agree...... Can you shout for me, shout for me? They won't leave Koharu's ......"

"Good...... Good...... I'll help you shout together...... They'll definitely say yes......"

Zhong Qingyuan hugged Koharu's thin body hard and closed his eyes in pain.

Just now, he had actually seen a corpse in the sea of fire, that was Uncle Dunzi in Xiaochun's mouth.

What was even more terrifying was that this hunter, who was nearly fifty years old, had his chest open, and he was lying in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open, and he could not blink to death.

Zhong Qingyuan, who was accustomed to seeing the light of swords and swords, didn't know that it was obvious that someone had slaughtered the entire village, and then set fire to it in a vain attempt to annihilate everything.

This small mountain village is ordinary, quiet and peaceful, and the only reason why it suffered this catastrophe is because of its own calamity!

Zhong Qingyuan's heart was like a knife, and his whole body trembled, but Xiaochun was still crying in his arms.

"Big Niu, grandpa, they won't leave Xiaochun, right? Koharu is so well-behaved, everyone won't be so ruthless, right? ”

"Yes, Xiaochun is so well-behaved, no one will bear to leave Xiaochun, everyone is waiting for Xiaochun."

Zhong Qingyuan hugged Xiaochun tightly, saying nonsense that he didn't believe, and his heart was cold and cold.

Suddenly, he felt the ground shake slightly, a sensation all too familiar to him, that there were at least a hundred heavily armored cavalry galloping towards him.

Zhong Qingyuan sighed, stretched out his palm and gently slashed at the back of Xiaochun's neck, Xiaochun suddenly rolled his eyes and fainted in his arms.

Even though she was unconscious, her tears were still rolling, and Zhong Qingyuan felt sad for a while.

The sound of horses' hooves became clearer, and the stones on the ground were like fleas flying up and down.

Zhong Qingyuan half-squatted, put his left hand around Xiaochun, let her head rest lightly on his shoulder, and stretched out his right hand to his waist, pulling out a sickle for collecting medicine.

The pure white war horses surged like a tide, stopping more than ten zhang behind the two, and hundreds of cavalry stood neatly in the wind and snow, regardless of the people and horses, they were silent.

In the middle of the military formation, a general in his early thirties sat on a horse, his eyes were like two sharp swords, and he was dressed in pure white light armor, it was Lu Dongqing, the deputy commander of the Rhino Horn Army.

Seeing that the person in front of him was indeed Zhong Qingyuan, Lu Dongqing, who was nervous, finally breathed a sigh of relief and laughed loudly.

"Qingxuan, I finally found you, don't you know that the foolish brother is going crazy this month......"

"Why?"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhong Qingyuan with a cold snort.

"What?"

Lu Dongqing didn't hear clearly, and subconsciously asked.

"Why?"

Zhong Qingyuan didn't look back, and asked again coldly.

Lu Dongqing looked at the girl in his arms, and then at the fire, and his face gradually became serious.

"The prince said that this battle is not Qingxuan's fault, if the news of the exile in the Northern Dynasty will go out, it will definitely lay hidden dangers for you to gain a foothold in the court in the future. Qingxuan, the prince is really benevolent and righteous to you. ”

"Is this matter instructed by the prince?"

Zhong Qingyuan was suddenly startled, and the sickle in his hand was slightly released.

Lu Dongqing sighed and said, "Qingxuan, you have been with the prince for so many years, and no one knows him better than you. ”

This was only half said, but Zhong Qingyuan already understood what he meant, in the eyes of the prince, not to mention a village, what about a city or a province?

This village has a life-saving grace for him, but the prince is a father-like existence to him, if this matter is really instructed by the prince, what can he do?

Thousands of mistakes are all their own faults, and it is that shameful failure that has caused all the tragedies of today.

Zhong Qingyuan looked at Xiaochun in his arms, and felt a pain in his heart, but the sickle in his hand hung down.

Lu Dongqing seemed to see his thoughts, and said in a deep voice: "The prince said that if you are alive, you should have returned to our dynasty in a month, unless you feel guilty and have no face to meet your former colleagues."

The prince asked me to tell you, there is no suffering in vain in the world, there is no sin in vain, the war can be lost, but you can't admit defeat, if you are defeated and you will be slumped and escape from reality, then you can only be an eternal loser. ”

Zhong Qingyuan was shocked, as if he was directly hit by a heavenly thunderbolt, and the terrifying scenes of the battle of Liuqingshan suddenly flowed endlessly in front of his eyes.

Lu Dongqing said: "Qingxuan, come back, the battlefield is your destination, don't you want to defeat the person who brought you shame with your own hands?" Even if you are really cowardly, but the prince is as kind to you as a mountain, how can you bear him? ”

Zhong Qingyuan listened to Lu Dongqing's persuasion, and his heart turned back and forth, and heaven and man were at war.

Lu Dongqing sat upright on the horse, stopped talking, and generously left Zhong Qingyuan time to hesitate, since Zhong Qingyuan is the person who values the capital, then Lu Dongqing can be sure that he will definitely make the right choice.

Finally, Zhong Qingyuan sighed, knelt down with Xiaochun in his arms, and bowed to the mountain village in the flames.

Seeing this scene, Lu Dongqing breathed a sigh of relief, and made a color at the people around him, and several of his own soldiers immediately dismounted, pulled out their sabers and surrounded Zhong Qingyuan.

Zhong Qingyuan put his arms around Xiaochun, and Yu Guang suddenly caught a glimpse of those pro-soldiers, and immediately re-grasped the sickle in his hand, pointed at them, and said coldly: "What do you want to do?" ”

Lu Dongqing shook his head, stared at Xiaochun and said, "Qingxuan, have you forgotten that the grass must be eradicated?" ”

Zhong Qingyuan shook his head and said: "I haven't forgotten, but my life was saved by her, and I am already guilty of revenge, how can I do something that is inferior to such a beast?" ”

Lu Dongqing persuaded: "Those who achieve great things are not informal, and they are not poisonous and husbands!" Besides, this is already the case, when she wakes up, how will you face her? ”

"I don't care!"

Zhong Qingyuan gritted his teeth and said: "How to deal with the aftermath is my business, whoever dares to be unfavorable to her today, I will ask him to resist his life, even if it goes to the prince!" ”

The soldiers looked at Lu Dongqing in embarrassment, his face changed, and he stared at Zhong Qingyuan's eyes, but Zhong Qingyuan did not give an inch, and resolutely glared back.

As if feeling Zhong Qingyuan's determination, Lu Dongqing thought for a moment, and finally waved his hand helplessly in agreement.

Since then, after the battle of Liuqingshan, the first young man of the Southern Dynasty escaped death and embarked on the journey home.

I don't know how long later, Xiaochun woke up and found that she was walking in a carriage, Zhong Qingyuan leaned to the side and patted her back gently, very light and soft.

A warm current flowed through Koharu's heart, but then he recalled the scene when the village was engulfed in flames, and suddenly his heart ached, and he couldn't help but shed tears.

Xiaochun is already strong and kind, with the buffer of this time, although she is still in pain, she no longer has the excitement she had at the beginning, and once her brain is alive, she will roughly understand everything.

"Everyone in the village is dead, right?"

Xiaochun was stuck in Zhong Qingyuan's arms and asked faintly.

Zhong Qingyuan was shocked and nodded.

Koharu looked at him and asked again, "It was the bad guys who did it, right?" ”

Zhong Qingyuan's face froze, but he still nodded.

Xiao Chun slowly pilled his head on his chest and muttered, "Brother Da Niu, you are a good person, aren't you?" ”

The palm that was patting her back froze slightly, and it paused for a full breath before slapping it again.

"Yes, Brother Niu is a good person......"

Zhong Qingyuan was stunned for a long time before he said this panicked sentence against his will, no one knew that when he said this, his left hand pinched his thigh, and it was bruised and swollen.

Xiaochun didn't seem to see his abnormality at all, stretched out his arms and gently wrapped around him, and said softly as if talking to himself: "Xiaochun has no family, and from now on, Brother Da Niu is everything to Xiaochun." ”

Zhong Qingyuan felt a pain in his heart and muttered, "Who said you don't have a family? From now on, I will be your family, and where I am, I will be your home! ”

"Good ......"

Koharu nodded slightly, a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, but tears couldn't stop flowing in her eyes.

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