Lan Yuan domestic.

Liufeng walked into the barracks quickly dressed in black, and when Beihuai saw him coming back, he immediately turned around: "What's wrong?" ”

A pair of eyes under Liufeng's thick sword eyebrows were firm and wise: "King Huizhi, the person we sent to sneak attack is missing!" ”

He had already guessed that there were many mechanisms ahead, and it was not surprising that the person sent there was missing. "Pass my order, immediately assemble the army and attack the Yu Dynasty!"

"Yes!" Liufeng knew that Lan Yuan would attack the Yu Dynasty sooner or later, but King Zhi would advance the time, if it wasn't for that girl, what else could it be?

Liufeng was about to retreat, but Beihuai suddenly stopped him: "Wait! ”

Liufeng turned around and saw Beihuai hand him a cyan bamboo tube containing a letter, and said, "Send this letter to Xuanji Pavilion!" ”

Liufeng is very puzzled, Bai Jingting is clearly in Lanyuan, why did King Zhi write to Xuanji Pavilion?

"Bai Gongzi, isn't he in Lan Yuan? King Zhi: Why is this? ”

"Although Bai Gongzi is in Lan Yuan, he will inevitably be out of reach, and there are some things that Mrs. Lin needs to pay more attention to!"

"Subordinates understood!" Liufeng respectfully pushed out of the tent, still having doubts in his heart, but he knew that there were some things he shouldn't ask, just do it!

As soon as the letter came out, it fell into the hands of Lin Yanjiao through a tight channel like a net, Lin Yanjiao raised her eyes and glanced at the person beside her, the charm between her eyebrows and eyes was still there, she opened the bamboo tube with a smile and pulled out a letter.

After reading it, she took the letter in both hands and presented it to the white-robed man beside her: "Do you want to see it?" ”

The man standing beside her was covered with a dusty robe on his head, revealing only a high nose bridge and a thin lip, although he did not see his true face, but he also made people feel the cold to the bone.

The man smiled indifferently, fascinating: "This war is my last gift to him!" ”

The white-robed man paced forward a few steps, turned around leisurely, and his gestures revealed a fluttering immortal unreality, and his thin lips slowly moved: "After the battle to seize the city, let him come back!" ”

Lin Yanjiao was puzzled, looked up at the man, and said respectfully: "Holy Venerable, why did you suddenly ......?"

"He has a beloved, and if he continues to stay in the world, it will make my divine essence cloudy." The white-robed man's tone was very calm, but it had a power that people couldn't refuse.

She remembered that the last time she saw the Holy Venerable was nineteen years ago, and nineteen years of time, the Holy Venerable, a god who was almost born with the sky, may have been just a moment of clouds, but she was looking forward to it day by day.

Twenty years ago, she fell in love with the Divine Essence of the Holy Venerable, and then, when the Divine Essence disappeared, her heart slowly grew old at that moment.

Under the gaze of Lin Yanjiao, the white-robed man came out of the splendid Xuanji Pavilion, and everywhere he went, it was completely new, and where he was, it was the most beautiful picture scroll in the world.

In an instant, the white-robed man disappeared between the pavilions, leaving only a background that was eclipsed in an instant.

Lin Yanjiao stood on top of the golden pavilion, looking at the direction where the white-robed man disappeared and muttered: "The person you love is no longer there, what are you still fantasizing?" ”

However, where there is him, there is still hope.

Beihuai stood on the city wall and looked at the moonlight of the frozen mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, the white cloak stirred up by the wind became messy in the north wind, and the brave army in full gear was like a red blood flow, after tonight, this red blood flow will step on the prosperous golden city.

When this battle is over, Jincheng may usher in a moment of stability.

If that were the case, she wouldn't have to be swayed in the wind and rain.

Victory is in sight, but Beihuai's heart is a desolation, this battle, although the victory of the brave army is a foregone conclusion, but the things buried in the underground of Jincheng have become the biggest hidden danger.

The demon that has disappeared for a thousand years is reborn, and he must face it!

This is his last value as a god!

"King Zhi, Mrs. Lin has a letter!" The flowing wind is presented with a bamboo tube.

Beihuai opened it and took out a long piece of brown paper, and there was a pavilion seal of Xuanji Pavilion in the lower left corner, which was something from Xuanji Pavilion.

Beihuai glanced at it and slowly closed the paper roll: "You can go!" ”

After receiving this letter, he had no worries.

100,000 troops scattered across the frozen Honghe, the fighting spirit was high, the momentum was magnificent, and the cold wind blew on the faces of the soldiers, but as long as I thought of the final battle of this matter, I had a little more victory mentality in my heart.

And inside the Golden City, a coffin was transported to the North City Gate.

Immediately afterwards, Huo Mian evacuated from Chaoxi Mansion with Cangkui and his army.

In this battle, if he dies, he will see you again in the next life!

Huo Mian rode on Hei Yao and glanced back at the direction where the coffin left, and at that moment he suddenly had a feeling that he was close to the end of the world.

"Drive!"

Hei Yao let out a long neigh, and the neighing of horses instantly crossed the sky and resounded throughout the entire South Street.

After the army left, the Huo family moved to Kecheng, and they hurried non-stop, Huo Zhengyong was carried on a wide sedan chair on a stretcher, Han Qingrong followed, she still had a white silk head tied to her head, her heart was full of anxiety when she had a splitting headache, in her opinion, Nanguixing disappeared, and the Huo family had no last glimmer of hope.

Han Qingrong looked desperately at Jincheng, which was gradually moving away, she was still defeated after all, looking at Huo Zhengyong, who was dying, her life began to blur in tears.

Entered Huo Mansion at the age of fourteen, gave birth to Huo Mian at the age of sixteen, and gave birth to their second son Huo Qing at twenty-one, for twenty-two years, Huo Zhengyong was paralyzed in a wheelchair, and she managed Huo Mansion with one hand.

Knowing that Huo Mian was called the queen, she gradually let go of the burden on her shoulders, but now, everything is over!

Huo Qing sat in the carriage behind Han Qingrong, since he returned to Jin'an Mansion, he was locked up, and he was only released when he knew that the Huo family had moved to Kecheng.

At this time, he was fatter than when he first came to Jincheng, and five months was just a flick of her fingers, copying the poetry of May, and the calligraphy was not good, but she became more and more lazy.

He poked his head out of the carriage, thinking of his eldest brother who was still in Jincheng.

In his eyes, the eldest brother is his heaven, and the place where the eldest brother is there is home.

Seeing that he was getting farther and farther away from his eldest brother, his heart suddenly became empty, thinking that his eldest brother would be more and more auspicious, so he had no intention of hurrying anymore.

"Stop, stop!" Huo Qing suddenly shouted at the coachman.

The coachman immediately stopped the carriage, turned around and asked the headache-inducing second young master: "Young master, what's wrong with you?" ”

"I'm getting off!" Huo Qing rubbed his feet as he spoke.

"Second young master, if you are bored, there is a wild history in the cabinet, you can turn it over, you can bear with it a little longer, wait until you get to Kecheng, and then get out of the car!" The coachman was a little helpless, thinking to himself when this was the end, the second young master was so impertinent, and he was still so playful!