"Sect Master Di, then let's say goodbye." Before leaving, Ling Shuang clenched his fists and said, and then Ling Shuang walked away in the flying dust raised by the horse's hooves, heading towards the snowy region.

Originally, if the flying sword went to the snowy region, it was naturally very convenient, but it was missing the scenery along the way, not to mention that the value of "surveying the red dust" in the falling immortal ladder was above the mantra, the wind and dust encountered along the way, the joys and sorrows seen along the way, how was it not red dust.

Riding his horse and whipping towards the mortal dynasty, his destination is the snowy region, even if he now steps into the path of cultivation, how can he forget Zhao Gao's betrayal, and how can he forget Xia Daiying, who died because of him?

Until Xia Daiying's tomb, he sacrificed him with a pot of wine, and then volleyed a sword into the air and headed towards the military camp.

"Commander Zhao is really a pillar of the country now, he has won so much benefit in the struggle of the Three Kingdoms, and he has recaptured a lot of territory, the old man respects you."

"General Shao praises falsely, this matter is just a sign of providence and the great prosperity of the country, and it is really not my credit." Zhao Gao smiled and shook his head.

"Captain Zhao is too humble, if it weren't for the outstanding ability of the head of the regiment, even the will of heaven would be difficult to win such a big benefit, but it's a pity that the former Commander Ling actually ......" he said, he sighed.

"General Shao, this matter is also the will of heaven, and it is not a good thing to remove the people who are responsible for going abroad." As he spoke, he drank all the wine in his glass.

"Ha, what a backbone, Captain Zhao's ability to reverse black and white is really good." A thunderous sound came from afar, and Ling Shuang stepped into the gate step by step with his sword.

Seeing that Ling Shuang was still alive, Zhao Gao was also shocked, and then thought that this was a military camp, if it was a ghost, it would naturally be impossible for a ghost to approach such a murderous and evil place, so he was relieved.

If it is a ghost, there is no inexplicable means, and Ling Shuang is a human, even if he can't beat it, he can use the number of people to pile it up, so why be afraid?

At the sound of an order, countless soldiers rushed forward, in the name of slaying the rebel thief, wanting to use it to go to the top and use it to be the prestige of the army.

For the glory of the country and the righteousness of the legion, kill the traitors, what a singable and weeping, what a righteous atmosphere.

Ling Shuang has the Zhongzheng Order in his hand, even if the king of the Snow Ning Country comes here, he has to kneel on the ground, not to mention the small army leader? What's more, the treason is nonsense, but the other party reverses black and white.

He didn't want to think about this, today was just killing, one person and one sword, someone died at every step, and every inch of the land he stepped on turned into blood-colored red soil, moistening the earth.

"Quick, quick, kill this traitor!!" Zhao Gao stood in the barracks and shouted at the soldiers.

Ling Shuang just glanced at him, and continued to pace forward slowly, killing wantonly, while the white robe on his body was still white.

"Kill, even if you die, you will still be a good man in twenty years!" There was a roar of rage from among the sergeants.

Shaking his head, Ling Shuang couldn't let them know the truth, and now there is no need for that at all, don't be used by others in the next life, Ling Shuang looked at the sergeant, and said secretly in his heart.

As soon as the momentum of his body rose, Ling Shuang no longer continued to consume, urging the fire attribute formation in the magic mirror, and all the sergeants who stood in front of him turned into flying ashes and dissipated away.

In the disillusionment of the water curtain, Ling Shuang came to Zhao Gao and looked at him indifferently, General Shao next to Zhao Gao wanted to help, but he was also killed by Ling Shuang with a sword.

Instead of killing Zhao Gao, Ling Shuang abolished his martial arts and trapped himself on a mountain cliff, using elixir to sustain his life, enduring the wind and rain all day long, and enduring the encroachment of falcons and insects.

Walking on the streets of Yuelu County, with pots and pots of rice wine poured into his mouth, now he doesn't know what the future holds, only the task of the Xuanwu envoy is left after the great revenge, and what about after that? He didn't know, and he didn't want to know.

"There is wine today and drunkenness today, burping...... What's next? Shaking his head, Ling Shuang poured another sip of wine into his mouth, casually threw away the empty wine jug in his hand, and seemed to see a woman appear in front of him in a daze, "Huh? Liu Lei...... No, who is Liu Lei? Who am I? ”

With a smile, Ling Shuang was completely drunk and fell asleep.

……

"Hey, my head hurts......" thought about it, and muttered a sentence in his mouth, "Who did I see yesterday, and it seems to have said another name, what is it?" ”

When I looked up, I saw a woman, although her face was half veiled, but she couldn't hide her posture, and her complexion was like a warm jade, and three thousand green silk draped down her shoulders, like a fairy of the nine heavens.

I saw her frowning and said, "Haven't you had enough pillows?" ”

At this moment, Ling Shuang realized that he was pillowed on the woman's lap, and immediately got up to apologize, but the woman only rubbed her slightly red leg and didn't say anything.

Ling Shuang couldn't see the woman's realm, she only felt that she had a good bearing, not like a character in the mortal world, and there seemed to be a little fairy aura around her body, but it was difficult to detect.

"Yesterday I was drunk and abrupt the girl, I hope you don't mind." Ling Shuang clenched her fists and said to the woman.

"It doesn't matter." The woman was still indifferent, took out the guqin casually, and played it against the breeze on the river.

And Ling Shuang continued to take out the wine jug and drank it, the woman shook her head slightly, and the sound of the piano turned bleak, and said: "It's better to be blocked, Childe might as well listen to this song, maybe it can relieve your worries." ”

The sound of the piano echoed by the river, which also relieved the depression in Ling Shuang's heart a little, and she stopped drinking when she listened, and felt a little in her heart, and then danced the sword.

Zheng Zheng's sword qi stirred up a splash on the river surface with the sound of the piano, and the sound of the piano turned urgent, as if it was a hearty battle, and the sword qi also became fierce, making the river surface make waves.

At the end of the song, the river is silent.

"It's been a long time since I've heard such a wonderful song, and the girl's piano skills are quite extraordinary, and I admire them."

"Little Doyle, Childe has won the prize." The woman just smiled faintly, and then put away the guqin in her hand.

"How can this be a small way, no matter what kind of skills, as long as they are interpreted to the extreme, they are all avenues, and they can reflect the truth." Stroking the long sword, Ling Shuang said.

After saying this, the woman stared at him, as if she agreed with what he said, and then smiled and said nothing.

The road is long, and the two are just walking on foot, not knowing where to go, but they are traveling all over the countries together, the so-called wine is a thousand glasses of confidants, the two have the same opinion, and naturally they have nothing to talk about.

Ling Shuang recounted what she had seen and felt since she lost her memory, and the woman also recounted what she had heard and heard during her travels around the country during this time, but she still did not mention a trace of her life experience.

The stars and the moon are bright, the heavens are circulating, a cup of warm wine is in the stomach, why should you be confused in the vast red dust, how to linger in the vanity of fame and fortune? The sound of the piano has the potential to wrap around the beam, and the long sword has the power of breaking the mountain.

In life, a confidant is enough.