When she was in the north, Mu Qingcheng was her most powerful subordinate.

They used to be best friends who talked about everything, and even ...... Xie Yan is in love with her, and Mu Qingcheng also knows about it.

The only thing Mu Qingcheng didn't know was Gongzi Xuan, who was courting. Because the courtship was too political, she didn't bother to tell Mu Qingcheng.

Who knows, it will become a disaster for them in the future.

Zhu Jin said: "Princess, when will we wait?" ”

It will take several hours to burn the corpses. If you are sincere, you must burn it to the sun, otherwise it will not burn.

She looked at the fire coldly and sighed, "Add some firewood, otherwise it won't burn." ”

It is clear that the people in the fire are enemies, and it is clear that they are still reluctant to kill others to vent their anger. Now, he is looking for firewood. And, more than one person.

She was the first to look for firewood.

followed by Zhu Hibiscus, later Guan Sanye, later Yueji, and then their subordinates.

Everyone did not speak, but seriously searched for firewood, and then gently put it into the fire.

The flames were burning all over the sky.

This time, Mu Chengcheng will definitely be burned.

Everyone stood on the periphery, looking at Wang Qiye standing upright and stabbing the ball, not knowing how to start.

She walked up to the Seventh Master and sighed gloomily when she saw him staring directly at him. Sure enough, he is a hero, a dragon on the river, and he will escort Mu Chengcheng until he dies.

They were afraid of him, so they didn't dare to step forward, so naturally they couldn't humiliate Mu Qingcheng's corpse.

He was thinking too far ahead.

She lowered her eyes and said, "Collect the body for the Seventh Master." ”

The subordinate should go down and hurriedly pick up the crossbow arrow. Her eyelids jumped, "No need, just take a big coffin and collect him." Even if he dies, he will be buried vertically, and teach him to be proud of heaven and earth. ”

"Whoa." Subordinates should be lowered.

She exhaled and turned her head, only to see that Liu Yu didn't know when he came up from the mountain.

He was wearing a pitch-black battle armor, his face was cold, and he was holding a pitch-black oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and he walked to her step by step.

His expression was cold, and there was no joy of victory in his eyes. It's exactly the same as her. originally thought that after killing Mu Qingcheng and Gongzi Xuan, they would be able to rejoice. Who knew that when he saw this monstrous fire, he suddenly didn't know what to say.

Are they wrong?

On the same day, they called Gongzi Xuan to walk with Mu Qingcheng. The military horses of the two sides echoed from afar, all the way to the health house. Later, they were defeated repeatedly, and they were not as popular as Gongzi Xuan, so they elected Gongzi Xuan as prime minister. And Liu Yu only made a Taishou.

But the human heart is not satisfied. Moreover, the human heart is suspicious. The two sides were suspicious of each other and feared each other, and in the end it ended like this.

Now that I think about it, the past is vivid.

Whether it's intimate or unfamiliar, it's all a thing of the past.

Today, they are still standing here, but Gongzi Xuan and Mu Qingcheng have already made a pinch of loess.

The two stood silently, and Liu Yu said, "It's going to burn until tomorrow, right?" ”

She nodded, "Let's just keep watch." ”

Liu Yu nodded, thinking of the beauty on Jiufeng Village, who was as bright as a pearl and jade, and the name that was moving.

A man and a woman both visited Jiufeng Village, making his small village flourish.

At that time, he didn't know the identity of Princess Jin, but he guessed that his sweetheart had a good background. But he was not afraid, he felt that he was enough to deal with any major matter in the world.

It's nothing but life and death, isn't it?

He turned his face to look at his wife standing beside him, remembered all the things he had traveled along the way, and gently stretched out his hand to hold her hand.

She was stunned for a moment, only to feel that her cold hand had a warm strength, and she turned her head into Liu Yu's gentle gaze, and she hooked her lips and smiled.

Liu Yu said softly: "Girl, I will not live up to you in this life." As if a solemn promise, his expression was extraordinarily serious.

She nodded, "Okay." ”

Finally, the dark clouds of the years were removed and the hearts of the two were brought closer.

That night, she and Liu Yu lived in the mountains. The two of them set up a marching tent, lit a bonfire to keep warm, and also guarded the bones of Mu Chengcheng and Gongzi Xuan. The bones were still burning, and the human form could no longer be seen.

Such fires are somewhat similar to the cremation of religious temples. But it is not accepted by ordinary people. Ordinary people will only think that such burning is to frustrate the bones and scatter ashes, which is not an orthodox burial method at all.

It's dawning.

The burning fire was gradually extinguished, and the sky began to lighten. Zhu Jian and Guan Sanye went to check the bones before, and came back to report: "Princess, the bones of Mu Chengcheng and Gongzi Xuan have been burned. The subordinates have prepared coffins, but they want to bury them together? ”

She nodded, but refused to let Zhu Hibiscus and Guan Sanye collect the bones, but personally took the ash altar and walked towards the dark ashes. Liu Yu followed beside her, she paused slightly, and said with a smile, "Ah Yu, you just wait here." ”

Mu Chengcheng is a poppy, her former subordinate, and she hopes to collect the bones for Mu Tingcheng in person.

Liu Yu stood still and said no more.

She was alone, holding the urn altar, and walked under the boulder step by step.

The cliff is steep, and one man is a pass, and ten thousand people are not open.

The bones of two people lay in a cloud of ashes. Skull, arm bones, leg bones...... Clearly recognizable, but not pitch black, but snow white. Her heart was unusually calm, and there was not the slightest hint of hatred.

Whether it's Mu Qingcheng or Gongzi Xuan, don't you have any hatred for her?

She didn't know. But standing here, holding the urn in her hand, and at her feet were their burning bones, but she really didn't have a trace of waves. It seems that yesterday was desperate since. The burning person didn't even have the slightest lingering for her, and he had already flown away with the wind.

She was stunned, and a thought suddenly flashed through her mind, but even she didn't know what it was, so she couldn't grasp it like lightning.

She was stunned, raised her head, and looked at the blue sky from afar, at the vast deep mountains and old mountains, and at the misty cliffs, and couldn't see the forest and people clearly.

There was silence all around, but it was not dead silence. There should be a bird and insect chirping, a little bit. But because the mountain is too deep and the cliff is too high, the mountain spring on the cliff is flowing, and it is impossible to hear it clearly.

She looked at everything in front of her in a daze, and the winding mountain road at the end of her sight was snow-white like a ribbon around her lover's waist, dusty. In those fogs, it seems that they are all the smiles of Mu Chengcheng, and they all seem to be the color of Mu Chengcheng's pearls.

She wanted to open her mouth to say something, but she felt a cold wind blowing, and with a light roll, she swept away a small beaded flower on her sideburns.

The cold wind, rolling beads and flowers, swirling, along the cliffs, flying far away. Only then did she see that the white color of the flowers, the small appearance, was an orchid.

Mu Qingcheng, the small character Ruolan, is a native of the imperial capital of the northern country.

"Ruolan ......" she muttered hesitantly, and something in her heart was empty, as if her son's hatred and Xie Yan's hatred were not so strong.

In this life, they will never meet again.

In the next life, we will never meet again.

Ten years of girlfriends, one life and death, one for the living, one for the soul.

The urn in his hand fell with a "bang" and fell into pieces. She was stunned, and saw that the powder under her feet was snow-white, and it was swept up by the cold wind, flying all over the sky.

She knew that Mu Qingcheng had broken off with her.

Chapter 122

Leaving Jiulong Mountain, Xie Shi's cemetery has been destroyed. Liu Yu was naturally disgusted with everyone in the world, and it was only because Xie Yan rested here that he did not raze this place to the ground. However, the feng shui of the cemetery was destroyed. The Nine Dragons absorb water, and the pattern of the Nine Dragons ascending to heaven is gone.

It is impossible for the Xie family to turn over again.

Princess Jin personally collected the bones of Gongzi Xuan and Mu Qingcheng, and put the ashes of their husband and wife into the coffin. instructed people to send the coffin bottle to Jingzhou Mansion for burial.

This will definitely be the choice of Mu Qingcheng and Gongzi Xuan. So, she complied. As for Wang Qiye's bones, he has never walked with Mu Qingcheng. When a husband and wife are buried together, can't they teach you to stay in front of the tombstone and be a guard?

In her selfish heart, Princess Jin has always loved talents, and she is reluctant to wronged the seventh master like this. Simply, Mu Qingcheng has never loved the Seventh Master, so only send the bones of the Seventh Master back to the Qianzhou Water Village.

Wang Qiye is the overlord of the Minjiang River and the king of Qianzhou Pass, and it is the best choice to go back and rest in the nighthouse.

And she and Liu Yu also reorganized the troops, a total of 150,000 people, and went to Jiankang Mansion.