"Are you awake?"

Got a sound? Who's talking?

The tips of Huan Che's ears moved, and he felt that in addition to someone talking in his ear, there seemed to be an extremely noisy whistling and shouting from far and near, and in this sudden and almost real shout, Huan Che finally opened his eyes.

To his surprise, what greeted him was not the familiar environment, but an extremely vast and splendid palace, with a long white shadow standing in front of the palace.

Huan Che walked in the direction of the man, and saw that in front of the man was a gathering of soldiers and horses with secret codes and flying flags, and heavy snow was falling outside, and the white snow like feathers fell on the large sycamore forest, piled up like one lighthouse after another.

Suddenly, he heard countless voices shouting in unison, "See my king!" ”

"Long live my king, long live, long live!"

Such a overwhelming sound came from outside the hall, until it rushed into the sky, such pride, such pride, it seemed that he had it in his previous life, how spectacular, how similar.

Immediately afterwards he heard the man's hearty laughter, so triumphant, so indulgent, that it seemed to echo through the hall as if it were close at hand.

The man was dressed in white and had his black hair fluttering, and said to the generals outside the hall: "Today, I am alone in this Afang Palace and is called the king, which is to lead everyone to be ashamed of my Great Yan Kingdom, rescue the people of my Yan Kingdom from Fu Jian's hands, and regain the land of the Great Yan Kingdom, we must resurrect in the blood light, to destroy the invincible Fu Qin, and let Fu Jian pay the price for everything he has done!" ”

"Rescue the people of Yan Kingdom, recapture the land of Yan Kingdom, and make Fu Jian pay the price!"

The soldiers shouted in unison again, and in the midst of this shout, the man also drew the sword in his hand, which seemed to be soaked in blood, and emitted an extremely red light.

Huan Che's heart shrank suddenly, and his pupils gradually expanded: Afang Palace is called the emperor? The history books contain: Jian to the phoenix is not the sycamore does not live, not the bamboo does not eat, but the thousands of sycamore trees are planted in the house, in order to wait for the phoenix, is this man actually the small character of the "phoenix emperor" of the prince of Yan Mu, Rong, Chong?

As if sensing what he was thinking, the man also turned his head to look at him, Huan Che's expression changed again, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, he actually felt that this man's appearance was somewhat similar to his.

"You come with me!"

In the midst of his incomprehensible thoughts, the man actually said something to him.

Huan Che was stunned again, staring at the man tightly, and saw the man walking down the steps, and ordered a woman to come, and the woman was clearly the head of the hidden guard beside him, Ah Yu.

"Cut a bloody path for me!"

The woman replied, "Yes!" ”

Immediately afterwards, the picture in front of him became a battle of thousands of horses galloping, the people fleeing in all directions and even the crying of babies, until the man led the troops with a sword to attack Chang'an City, and Fu Jian personally greeted him in Kaika.

This should have lasted nine months of war, and during the nine-month confrontation, Fu Jian had already killed all his relatives who had left him hostage in Guanzhong, and he did not hesitate to wash Chang'an with blood, slaughtering hundreds of people in Chang'an City.

His appearance once made all women and even men in the world admire, but his ruthlessness and ruthlessness made children stop crying.

"How did you treat you in the past, wouldn't it be nice to be your slave? Why did you come to die? ”

"Hmph, slave is slave, anyway, I have been a slave for many years, and I am already tired of the pain of being a slave, and I will replace you today to wash away the shame of being a slave!"

"Emperor Feng, even if you take care of my affection for you, don't you even care about your relatives and your sister's life and death?"

A woman was pulled out of the tower by two armor soldiers, and the two soldiers shouted: "Tell him to surrender obediently, or I will kill you!" At the same time, two swords pressed against her neck.

The woman is tall and tall, and she is dressed in a red palace dress, and her appearance is ......

Huan Che's eyes enlarged again, and he looked at the woman in disbelief.

"Fenghuang, stop! Even if you kill everyone here, will you really be happy? ”

The woman cried and begged, and a mist-like cool air erupted from her cherry-red lips, and her clear eyes were clearly full of worry and determination.

No, she didn't beg for mercy at all, or asked the man to stop and surrender, she was clearly begging for death!

And sure enough, when Huan Che's thought fell, he caught a glimpse of a silver arrow in his peripheral vision.

The bow is the bow of the full moon, and the arrows are ready to fire.

No! Stop! Don't kill her! Don't kill her! She's your sister!

However, it was too late, the arrows had already broken through the air, and the woman's figure floated down from the castle tower, blooming like a red plum on the snow.

"Why did you shoot this arrow, why did you kill him?" Huan Che asked sharply.

But the man didn't seem to hear what he said, but waved his hand and gave an order, and 20,000 soldiers and horses rushed into the south gate of Chang'an City like a group of fierce beasts.

The picture in front of Huan Che's eyes turned again, and it seemed to be back in the Afang Palace.

Fu Jian had been killed by indiscriminate arrows, and several of his sons had been taken captive. Wang, should we take our people back to Longcheng, the capital of the Yan Kingdom, where we are located, and the soldiers ......" Duan Sui pleaded.

Murong Chong shook his head: "No, there is my uncle Murong Trai in Longcheng, Murong Trai has always resented my mother, if I go back, won't I become his caged bird again, Lone thinks this Chang'an is good, Lone also likes this Afang Palace, and more importantly, ...... Here she is! ”

"But ......"

"No, you go down! Tell Han Yan that if anyone persuades Gu to return to Yanguo Dragon City again, Gu will kill him! ”

"Yes!" The general glanced at the arrogant and indifferent young man sitting on the dragon chair, and had to retreat helplessly.

Huan Che looked at the man on the dragon chair, the man's pillow forehead seemed to be extremely painful for a while, before he stepped down from the dragon chair, he also seemed to look at Huan Che, and then walked to another room, in that room, several maids stood up, seeing him coming, all of them smiled like flowers, their eyes were like silk, and the spring water was affectionate.

The man didn't seem to be aware of it, and only walked to a room in the back, where a coffin that seemed to be made of cold ice was placed in the middle, and when the man opened the coffin, Huan Che saw the woman lying in it, who was killed by a man's arrow on the tower.

And one of the faces of this woman...... It would be so much like Ah Yu.

How so?

"Sister, I'm sorry...... I knew it was a choice I had to make, but why was it so hard for me? ”

"You said, you know the art of stargazing, you can predict the future, you teach me to learn calligraphy and martial arts, teach me what is the art of the emperor, and even teach me what is to endure humiliation and burden, did you anticipate my future, did you anticipate your own future?"

"Is this the ending you have arranged for yourself?"

The man muttered, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he took out a white hosta from between the woman's buns, but it seemed that because of the blood on the woman's body, there seemed to be a light red light flowing in the hosta.

"Someone!" The man commanded suddenly.

"Yes, dare to ask Your Majesty, what are your orders?" The maid replied with a smile.

"Go and call my national teacher of Yan Kingdom!"

The woman's expression froze with embarrassment: "No, the slave will call immediately!" ”

After a while, a man in a white robe holding a golden scepter walked up to Murong Chong.

"My emperor, dare to ask the ministers what they commanded?" The man bowed, looked up and asked.

Huan Che's face changed again: because this man's appearance was somewhat similar to Lu Zhu.

"Lone heard that your Yin and Yang family has a witchcraft that can bring people back to life, Lone needs your witchcraft now, let my sister, come back to life!"

"But king, that's just a rumor, and a rumor is not credible!"

"Don't forget, my sister was also a disciple of your Yin and Yang family, her Taoism and prediction ability will not be worse than yours, she said that I can become a king, I will become a king now, she also said that the Yin and Yang family has a witchcraft that can bring people back to life."

"But that comes at a price!" The national teacher answered excitedly.

"At what cost? The national teacher might as well talk about it? Murong Chong asked.

The man hesitated for a moment, then replied, "If you want to connect the two realms of yin and yang, you must have to sacrifice, and this sacrificed person must have the same blood as her." Your Majesty, Your Majesty ......"

"Lone understands what you mean, you mean, Lone has to be a life for a life, right?"

"Your Majesty, please forgive your remarks!" The national teacher fell to his knees in fright.

"What else?" Murong Chong didn't get angry, but continued to ask.

"You have to be pious, and your majesty must be willing, so that you can get the support of the great witch and open up the two paths of yin and yang."

After the national teacher finished speaking in a row, a pair of evil eyes looked thoughtfully at Murong Chong, who was deep in thought, as if waiting for him to give an affirmative answer.

Murong Chong, on the other hand, turned his gaze to the ice coffin, and he stretched out his hand, as if he was a little scared and a little hesitant, stroking his face like ice and snow.

"Sister, you have told me a lot of stories in the past, you say, do people really have an afterlife?

If so, I hope that in the next life, you will no longer be my sister. ”

He suddenly turned around, looked at the national teacher who was sneering, and said decisively and categorically: "Okay, Lone agrees, when does your witchcraft need to be carried out, and what else do you need, just say it!" ”

The corners of the national teacher's mouth twitched, and he suddenly raised his eyebrows, looked at Murong Chong and said, "You don't have to prepare anything, Your Majesty, you can do it now, so ......

Murong Chong, you should die! ”

As soon as the words fell, a man's shout sounded steeply, and the golden scepter in his hand also stabbed towards Murong Chong's chest with lightning speed, and the light of the golden scepter suddenly enveloped the entire room, the golden bell rang, the yin wind suddenly rose, and there were bursts of frightened exclamations outside the door!

"Someone assassinated Your Majesty, someone assassinated Your Majesty!"

"Murong Chong, you can't think of it! Now everyone wants you to die, whether it is your subordinates or the people of Chang'an City, you have killed countless people, full of evil, and it is not a pity to die, I am here to do the right thing for heaven! ”

The man said, looking at Murong Chong who was pierced through his chest, seeing that his chest was red with blood, and blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth, he looked up and laughed very proudly for a while.

But soon, his laughter also stopped abruptly, and it was a white hosta that instantly pierced his throat.

"You—" The man's eyes widened.

"If Lone remembers correctly, it still needs a wizard's blood to succeed, right?"

After saying that, the hosta was also pulled out steeply, and the body of the national teacher fell to the ground with a thud.

At this time, Duan Sui and Han Yan had already rushed in towards Murong Chong's dormitory with hundreds of soldiers.

Seeing Murong Chong being pierced through the chest by a golden scepter, obviously at the last moment of his life, Han Yan shouted, "Kill him!" ”。

The soldiers came one after another, but Murong Chong didn't realize it, but he once again set his eyes on Huan Che, and said with a smile: "You should understand what is going on now, right?" ”

"You are me, my Murong Chong's afterlife, it's a pity...... You're only half my soul, so you won't know each other again......"

With that, he waved his hand and threw it hard, and a blood-stained white hosta fell into Huan Che's hand, and at this time, Huan Che also seemed to feel a chill on his neck, as if some cold weapon had fallen on his throat.

"Huan Lang, wake up, wake up, wake up......"

Someone was shaking him, Huan Che struggled to sit up suddenly, and suddenly felt that his body that couldn't move freely could be flexibly controlled.

He gasped for a moment before he looked sideways at the person who called him, and saw a pair of wonderful eyes looking at him for a moment, full of worry and concern, and these eyes, the girl who sat in front of his bed and served him, turned out to be Ah Yu.

"Huan Lang, are you awake, are you having a nightmare?" The girl asked.

Huan Che was stunned, and looked at all the furnishings in the room, which were exactly the same as the Lixue Garden where he lived in Jiankang?

Didn't he already leave the Great Jin Dynasty and come to the Yan Kingdom? When will you return to the Pear Snow Garden? How could Ah Yu return to him?

Or is he dreaming again?

"What year is it?" Huan Che suddenly asked.

The girl was a little surprised, and was stunned for a while before replying, "Xiankang...... Seven years, what's wrong with Huan Lang? Don't remember? ”

Seven years in Xiankang? Is it that he has been back in Xiankang for seven years? Which life is a dream?

Which life is true?

"Huan Lang, what's wrong with you? Did Ah Yu do something wrong again that made you angry? The girl suddenly asked again.

Huan Che tried to reach out and touch the girl's face, the smoothness of the tentacles made his heart tremble as if an electric current flowed, surprised and confused, he smiled and said, "No, I'm not angry, I will never be angry with you again, as long as you are okay, as long as you are still by my side, fine." ”

After speaking, he couldn't help but hug the girl into his arms.

If this life is a dream, then stay in a dream forever.