This slaughter, which flowed from dusk to nightfall, finally stopped with the temporary victory of the City of Tianjin.

An iron-blue crescent moon hung above the inky tower, illuminating everything in the city in a shocking and terrifying light.

On the bloodstained city tower, Ye Shengji stood facing south in red clothes, and the wind blew his clothes to hunt. His eyes were like frost and snow, so cold that they were cold to the bones.

In this killing, although the City of Tianjin has won, there is an even greater killing waiting for them.

A touch of moonlight shone brightly on a azure figure behind him, and he stopped.

The wind also blew through her high-curled hair, and a few strands of hair rose with the wind, blowing between her eyes, which was unbearable, worried, and concerned.

She wanted to take a step forward, but she felt that perhaps keeping such a distance and silently accompanying him behind him could eliminate the fatigue in his heart.

After a bloody battle, he was silent.

At that moment, Jiang Zhige looked at Ye Shengji's figure stretched by the moonlight, and knew how much he longed for peace, but he had to kill.

"You're here."

Ye Shengji heard her footsteps, turned sideways slightly, and a moonlight hit a silhouette on his side face, making his eyes a little softer.

He was laughing, but it was the first time, which made Jiang Zhige feel that he was laughing so insincerely.

"Drinking?"

Jiang Zhige glanced at him deeply, and magically took out two jars of osmanthus brew from behind him, and a huge word "song" was written on the big red paper dipped in black ink.

The laugh lines in the corners of his eyes suddenly stretched out when he saw the huge word "song", and gradually became deeper and deeper, and the smile lines opened layer by layer like brilliant fireworks, and finally turned into a smile between his eyebrows for ten thousand years.

This girl, when did she know about the osmanthus brewing for him.

Beside his red lips, a deep smile was incomparably bright in the moonlight, he stepped forward to take a jar of wine, pointed to the huge word "song" badly, and asked meaningfully: "Does this word mean that I will be able to return triumphantly to the soldiers, or does it have another deep meaning?" ”

Jiang Zhige raised his head and said proudly without concealment: "I can't compare to Your Majesty, your mind is the world." As for me, although I am also looking forward to my triumphant return to the soldiers, the word 'song' is Jiang Zhige's name. There are only two altars in the world, if you don't behave in the future, I will never brew again. ”

After that, Jiang Zhige stubbornly smiled at Ye Sheng's thief.

There seemed to be countless starlight, and it was so bright that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

"The word 'song'...... It's a bit bigger. Not like her master's eyes. ”

Ye Shengji also glanced at her ambiguously, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

"Do you drink or not? Don't drink pull down. I'll take it. ”

Jiang Zhige saw him teasing her, gave him a blank look, and was about to take back the jar of wine in his hand, but he flashed by one side, and pulled her gently with the other hand, and she fell into his arms suddenly.

Ye Shengji smiled slightly in her ear and said, "Don't be greedy for cups today, just these two altars." ”

"Tonight, I don't ask about the past, I don't ask about the past, I don't care about tomorrow's vicious battle, I just sing about the breeze and the bright moon for wine, how about it?"

Jiang Zhige made a wine glass with a wine jar, and said with a smile in the posture of inviting the cup.

At that time, she was standing on the city wall, with white bones behind her, bloodstained on the city wall, and a vast battlefield in front of her, but she was under a round of iron and blue moon, dressed in the wind, with a jar of wine as a backdrop, standing as a figure that Ye Shengji could not see in this life.

It's as if she is the light, and when she stands there, there is hope, there is everything.

"Okay."

Ye Shengji smiled brightly, and the wind blew across his forehead, blowing his frown into the dust.

In the corner of the dragon and phoenix eaves and feathers of the city tower, the two of them come and go, regardless of the vicissitudes of the world, sitting quietly in the moonlight, and the soldiers who have been tired all day have already slept with swords and clothes, snoring everywhere.

"Ye Shengji, do you believe that one day, everything will eventually return to peace?"

Jiang Zhige took a sip of wine, her eyes were a little drunk, and she grinned sideways at Ye Shengji.

"Killing, it's temporary. Tranquility, too, is temporary. The cycle repeats, and the death is not repeated. ”

Ye Shengzhen smiled helplessly, reached out and touched her head dotingly, gently took her in his arms, and said softly and softly: "Girl, where there are people, after all, it is so helpless." ”

"If you have to kill, there's nothing to fear, right?"

Jiang Zhige's eyes were clear and clear, and she stared at Ye Shengji with her neck up.

"Yes. Because, the killing at this time is for a more permanent peace. ”

Ye Shengji starved snow between his eyebrows and smiled slowly.

The wind blew through his eyes, dancing his sideburns backwards, and the meaning in his eyes was several points brighter than the bright moon.

Killing, for a more permanent peace.

"What about Gu'er? What are you going to do? ”

Jiang Zhige hesitated for a long time, but after all, he still asked this question that they were unwilling to face.

"There is no other option. The reason doesn't make sense. That's only to kill, or to be killed. I can't gamble with the lives of the people in the world. In this battle, I am really tired. ”

Ye Shengji smiled bitterly slowly, looking at the baby he had saved in the corner of the city wall, who was lying in the arms of a soldier in the army and falling asleep, completely unaware of what he had experienced.

"Ye Shengji. Do you know how handsome you look when you overcome obstacles? ”

Jiang Zhige was already a little drunk, she was carrying wine in one hand, holding her cheeks in the other, looking at Ye Shengji with her eyes in confusion, and grinning brightly.

"That'...... Do you know that the way you are now, it is easy for people to think about it? ”

Ye Shengji slowly approached her and whispered warmly in her ear.

"What ......? Hmm-"

Before Jiang Zhige could react, Ye Shengji had already landed a deep kiss on her lips, greedily sucking the fragrant wine on her lips, hot and intense.

Between heaven and earth, above the city tower, under the bright moon, the figures of the two overlapped in one place, one bright red like blood, one azure like a mountain, light and dark intertwined, lingering and compassionate.

He gently pinched her jaw, and the hot and humid kiss lingered from her lips to the root of her ear, spitting wet, and said strongly with a slight gasp: "Zhige, the wine you brew is very mellow." ”

"Where's the one?"

Jiang Zhige's face was slightly red, but the bright color in his eyes was brighter than the gem.

"It's better than the honey on the lips."

Ye Shengji smiled evilly and said dotingly.

"You! I'm leaving. I won't give you a drink. ”

Jiang Zhige pretended to be angry and wanted to leave, but was gently pulled by Ye Shengji and fell back into his arms, only to hear him whisper in her ear and cherish: "Don't go, Zhige." We are afraid that this kind of time will become less and less. ”

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