The heavy rain fell in Longcheng for three days and three nights, how many rivers were washed down, how many Li fields were destroyed, and the anger of the sky did not know when it would subside.

"Murong Ling! Murong Ling! Song Ling frowned tightly in his dream, shouting loudly from time to time, and cold sweat on his forehead.

Murong Chong sat quietly on the edge of her bed, carefully wiping the sweat stains from her forehead.

"You've been on the watch for three nights, go and rest."

Murong Liang didn't know when he arrived, looking at the appearance of Fenghuang taking care of Song Ling, he couldn't help but see some clues.

Murong Chong seemed to ignore his words, only concerned about the woman's safety, and he muttered, "She hasn't woken up yet." ”

Murong Liang heard the meaning of his words, and he blamed him for being heavy.

"You don't have to worry, the doctor said, her arrow wound is not serious, she fell asleep because of the wind chill in the rain, some fever, and it will be fine after a good rest." After saying so many words in a row, Murong Liang couldn't help coughing again.

"Fifth brother, isn't your wind chill okay?" Murong Chong turned his head and asked Murong Liang with concern.

"It's all right, it's almost all right."

A hint of relief flashed in Murong Liang's eyes, this younger brother still has him in his heart.

"The wind chill is careless, you go and rest."

"Fenghuang, you also go to rest, I'll let Rou'er come and watch, don't worry."

Murong Chong sat there, looking at the woman in a cold sweat on the bed, her figure did not move, and said, "Fifth brother, no need, I'm not sleepy." ”

Seeing this, Murong Liang stopped persuading and silently retreated.

It seems that Emperor Feng is really a little interested in this Song Ling!

There was another convulsion, and Song Ling suddenly woke up in pain.

"Murong Ling!" She gasped for air, a little unconscious.

"Are you awake?" Seeing that Song Ling finally woke up, Murong Chong couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"What about Murong Ling?" The first thing she did when she woke up was to pull Murong Chong's arm and ask Murong Ling about her situation urgently.

Murong Chong's eyes couldn't help but suddenly pass a trace of loss, she really cared about him so much.

"You say!"

He slowly turned his face away, unable to bear to tell her the cruel truth, "He's really dead." ”

"What did you say!"

Song Ling collapsed in an instant, and one person said that Murong Ling had an accident, but she didn't believe it; Two people, three people, she couldn't help but believe it, and the iron-clad facts were ruthlessly placed in front of her like that.

She only felt that her heart seemed to have been split into two pieces by a knife at this moment, and it was difficult to beat a bit.

"Murong Ling......" She held the quilt tightly, and suddenly tears rained down, and every voice was choked.

She called his name, only he couldn't anymore, turned around and gave her a hug!

"Murong Ling......"

She suddenly felt very cold, so cold, as if half of the blood in her body had been drained.

What a day, don't go home!

Murong Ling, does your promise still count!

It hurts, it hurts, her heart hurts!

"Song Ling, cheer up!"

Murong Chong looked at her so sad that he trembled, his heart was more uncomfortable than a knife, and he somehow, as if driven by unknown feelings, stretched out his hand and hugged her in his arms.

She was very cold, and he seemed to be holding a snowman, as if she was exerting force, and she melted.

Song Ling was very emotional, desperately beating Murong Chong's chest with his hand, and asked heartbreakingly, "Why?" Why do you have to kill him! ”

Murong Chong let her beat and scolded, and he didn't let go, just hugged her tightly in his arms and gave her a trace of warmth.

"It was Murong Ling's side that attacked him, and King Bohai has always admired King Wu's father and son, and even lamented his early death." Murong Chong patted her lightly on the back, trying to calm her excited emotions, and said softly, "In a fit of rage, he has already beheaded Shegui, and he also went to Xue Lize in person to collect Murong Ling's body and bury it properly." ”

"Where is his grave?"

****

Yongsan, the top of the mountain

Murong Liang buried Murong Ling on the top of the mountain, although the hero is still dead, when looking at the mountains and rivers, the soul blesses Kyushu.

The moment he saw Murong Ling's tombstone from afar, Song Lingche completely collapsed! She fell from Murong Chong's support and knelt heavily on the ground.

Murong Ling, the covenant of Dragon City, I'm here, but what about you?

The wind at the top of the mountain was very strong, and the wild leaves crackled, and the heavy rain washed over the girl's thin body, but it was like a sharp arrow from the sky, shooting into her body from top to bottom, so that she couldn't stand up at all.

Kneeling and crawling all the way, crying all the way, touched by the wind and clouds, only the king did not hear it, sighed, and broke his liver and intestines.

****

In June, the warm breeze is warm, the sky is blue, and the weather is already very good.

In July, there was a vision in the heavens, and there was an eclipse of the sun.

An urgent report came from Dayan, Wang Meng personally led a large army to attack Huguan, Zhennan general Yang An attacked Jinyang, Murong Chong hurried back to Yecheng, and he was so urgent that he didn't have time to say goodbye to Song Ling.

The battle between Yan and Qin is about to break out, and Huan Wen's side is not idle. He once again personally led 20,000 horsemen to march from Guangling to conquer Yuan Jin. Yuan Jin asked for help from Yan, and Meng Gao, the general of Yan's left guard, led the cavalry to the north of the Huai River, and was summoned back by Murong before he crossed the river.

Yan Guo is already too busy to take care of himself, how can he still have the energy to take care of Yuan Jin's "idle affairs"!

Wang Meng is menacing this time, and looking at his strategic deployment, you can know his ambition! Attack Huguan, attack Jinyang, and want to attack from both sides and take Yecheng directly!

Murong regretted not being at the beginning, did not listen to Shen Shao's words, strengthened Jinyang, and regarded the tiger and wolf generation as an ally, regret!

Although this is the case, Murong still has some confidence in this battle, after all, Dayan still has 300,000 elite soldiers, and Qin only has 60,000 soldiers and horses, how can he resist?

However, despite such a disparity in strength, Murong still made the most wrong and regrettable decision in his life, and he handed over 300,000 troops to Murong Ping.

Just when Murong was busy deploying troops, Wang Meng had already led his elite cavalry to attack Huguan from the south road, and in a short time, he captured Murong Yue, the king of Nan'an, who was too guarded by the party.

****

Seeing that the battle was so tragic, Feng Fu, the squire of the Yellow Gate, couldn't help but go to the Shen Mansion one day and secretly asked Shen Yin, the chief official of Situ, "What will happen?" ”

He has always believed in Shen Yin's prophecy, and it has all come true.

Shen Yin shook his head helplessly, and sighed again and again, "Ye will die, and I will be Qin Yu today." ”

As soon as Feng Fu heard that the Yan State was about to die, they were about to become prisoners of the Qin State, and he couldn't help but hide his face and sigh, unable to lift a trace of spirit.

You should know this, you should run west with King Wu!

But Shen Yin's words changed sharply and appeased Feng Fudao, "The older you get, the more Wu will cut it, and you will suffer from it." Today's fortune is in Yan, although Qin has ambition, and Yan's restoration is only a Ji Er. ”

In a word, in the future, although the Qin State will be successful, the revival of the Yan State will not exceed twenty years!