There was a thunderclap, scattered into bursts of thunderbolts, and in an instant, people couldn't help but be thrilled, the dark clouds cracked, like a golden arrow, lightning shot from the dense clouds to the ground, thunder roared, the dark clouds were burning, spewing terrible blue flames, the sky was trembling, the earth was shaking timidly, there were bursts of bells in her ears, some people were shouting, some people were crying, she couldn't hear clearly, she only felt that her head was buzzing......

This way.

Gasha recovered his gray pupils, the dull gray exuded a sparkling light, the dense and deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes revealed the mystery of his weather, he frowned and stared at the cigarette ash in the incense burner, the incense ash was slowly sinking and decreasing, and Qianshan Xue's face turned pale in an instant, his body trembled slightly, and his heart was not good!

Immediately, he continued to do it, biting his finger, and lit a drop of red on her eyebrows, half a cup of tea, and she seemed to gradually stabilize.

That compartment.

Qianshan Xue woke up suddenly, she gasped heavily, surrounded by teary-eyed people, those eyes kept flashing on her heart, like a star hanging in the sky, reflecting a pure light, and there was no trace of artificiality, just like his little heart that did not understand the melancholy of the world.

"Mother, you're awake!"

This unfamiliar face exudes an inexplicable familiar atmosphere, the child is quite similar to her, but the eyebrows and eyes are a different style, she imagines how beautiful the person who gave him that demeanor is.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Mother pulled out the arrow herself, and she fainted for three days, mother, don't you leave the child...... Does my mother still hurt? ”

When the child had finished speaking, he lay down on her shoulder and stroked it carefully and carefully, as if she could glimpse his young soul dancing in purity, and though with tears, it was clear and without the slightest blemish.

She was at a loss, this was obviously an illusion, why every sobbing of the child was like a needle pricking her heart, she stroked the child's head, because the pain hit again, she was drowsy, and in a trance the child whispered in her ear, "Mother, the child went to find something to eat." ”

Qianshanxue suddenly had an inexplicable impulse in her heart at this moment, she liked this child, she didn't want him to leave her side for half a step, she held his little hand tightly, the child smiled and pulled it gently, her hand was empty, and the child ran away with only a vague back, her heart was suddenly inexplicably lost, and her eyes gradually blurred......

Another bell rang, someone was calling her, she frowned slightly, struggling in the dark, I don't know how long it took, she woke up in chaos, looked around, she lowered her head, sighed deeply, she was still in the illusion.

The wound seemed to be lighter, she propped herself up and sat cross-legged, she waited quietly for the child to come back, and after another night, the child still did not come back, she could not sit still any longer, and slowly walked out of the cave.

The mountain road winds up, the ancient trees are sufficient, the sky somehow rains, there is a pavilion in front of her, she went there to take shelter from the rain, watching the rain gradually get heavier, the already troubled mood, let the rain fall more unorganized, the pavilion has people coming to shelter from the rain one after another, the crowd is lively and chattered, she sat in the corner and buried her head very low.

"Isn't it a clear sky this day, why did it suddenly get down?"

"It's not that God knows that there is a grievance in the mortal world, the prince has been caught, and he will be beheaded tomorrow."

"It's so cruel that I don't even let go of the little doll, and it's still my nephew."

There was a bang, and somehow it was knocked over, followed by a long and neighing of a horse, and someone exclaimed, "My horse! ”

In the wind and rain, she rode a horse and galloped, suddenly a bell rang, she looked at the index finger was pulled tightly by something, she wanted to break free, but every time she took a step forward, the index finger was pulled tighter and more painful, and there was a deafening Sanskrit sound in her ears, and a voice in the void shouted, "No, don't go, come back!" ”

Her eyes froze, she hesitated, endured the pain in her fingertips, and continued to gallop, and there was a helpless sigh in the void.

At the gate of the city, the windward cave opened, like a devouring demon opening its mouth, whether to leave or leave her without thinking about it again, she knew that there was a child waiting for her helplessly inside, it was her child.

She rode a horse, stepped on the blood dust on the soles of her feet, sniffed the tragic blood, walked back step by step, stepped into the city gate, and was greeted by a forest of armor, the blades of the Praetorian Guards flashed coldly, and with a bang, the army scattered on both sides to give way to the main road, and not far away there was a figure standing against the light, opening his arms to her, and the gloomy laughter was a contemptuous provocation.

The cold wind whistling in his ears swept by, stirring people's hearts in a trance.

She and the child were tied, with a cold long sword around her neck, and she was next to the child, and said softly, "Don't cry if you are a man, death is not terrible, they just want to see our cowardice." ”

The boy nodded, and his crying stopped abruptly, gritting his teeth and his eyes full of hatred and anger.

Suddenly, with a bang, the banner of the castle tower was shot down by an arrow, and then the black dots flying from all sides in the sky expanded at an alarming speed, and a dense rain of arrows fell rapidly, like the demons of hell breaking through the confinement and rushing straight in, in an instant, huge exclamations and wails hit the sky, sharp arrows fell like raindrops, and many Praetorian Guards were shot through by arrows, and stopped steadily in front of their eyes.

There was a loud bang, and the city gate was broken through by the surging army, and the boy looked calm, and his eyes floated at the city gate and said, "Father is here." ”

Qianshan Xue looked at the city gate, looking forward to it in her heart, but she was also inexplicably afraid.

In the dark, it seems that the eyes of the heavens are watching the tragedy of the nether realm, the sky has changed abruptly, the clouds have not yet covered the sky, the ground is already very dark, and a red flash in the distance in the north seems to have lifted the black clouds apart, revealing a piece of blood red.

Shouting and killing, the screams mixed in her ears, the man glanced at the executioner, the executioner's fierce eyes condensed, raised the long knife high, the cold light on the blade flashed, she immediately closed her eyes, the arrow whizzed in her ears and kept skimming, she could feel that the neck had blood marks, when she opened her eyes again, the executioner had been shot through the head by the arrow from the right eye into the back of the head, the facial spasm muscles were still beating, dead hideous.

The sound of the fight stopped abruptly, and the air on all sides was as heavy as a freezer.

The man stood a few feet away from them, against the light, unable to see his face clearly, and the boy wanted to cry out excitedly, but the next moment he bit his lip and held back.

The man said sharply, "Let them go, this king is not to blame." The voice was loud and cold, and it seemed to be three points colder than the north wind.

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the warriors around him drew their bows and arrows, and aimed them at the bottom, and the bloodthirsty and cold arrows shot one after another, and the technique was wonderful, and they shot fiercely, without injuring the two of them, and had shot and killed a guard on the man's side.

Suddenly, the coldness on the neck deepened a little, Qianshan Xue lowered his head and could vaguely see blood flowing down, several Praetorian Guards surrounded them, and the people around them laughed and said, "Brother Huang, you can only take one." ”

"Huh", he stabbed Qianshan Xue with a sword, and the tip of the sword only stabbed one point, not really taking her life.

Qianshan Xue was originally injured, and the sudden great pain, her breath gradually weakened, but her brain was still clear, she suddenly understood that everything in the illusion was being played out in reality, and she was already deeply immersed in it, her idea at the moment was to do her best to save the child, and then she said to the man, "Take the child, leave me alone!" ”

"Children are not afraid of death, the father and the emperor take away the queen mother!"

The child's voice was suddenly clear in this solemn atmosphere, the person looked still, couldn't see the expression, obviously couldn't see anything from so far away, but she felt a trace of sad atmosphere, she glared at the child fiercely, her tone was extremely unstable, and shouted at the man again, "Take away the child, do you hear?" ”

"The Emperor—"

The man called out very gently, and then paused, the boy nodded with a smile and understanding, closed his eyes, Qianshan Xue was stunned, and suddenly his heart fell, and every time he fell, it was a deeper black abyss, she suddenly realized, but the crying voice was weak and weak, "No, you can't ,——"

With a bang, a sharp arrow flashing with bloodthirsty cold light hit the child's heart at a rapid speed, ruthless, fierce, and fierce An arrow nailed the fragile life to the city wall, Qianshan Xue was deaf for a moment, it was very noisy outside, only he was quiet, his eyes were dull, and his expression kept saying like a stunned expression, "Bastard, bastard......"

"There's only one person left now."

This was the voice that sounded after a long silence, and the man's voice was awe-inspiring, indifferent and a little fluttering, as if the killing had drained all his strength.

The man chuckled, revealing a harmless appearance, the tip of the sword slid down from Qianshan Xue's neck, picking open her clothes, and suddenly smiled and said coldly, "The imperial brother can take her, but-"

He deliberately paused to appetize, and then laughed again, "It's to take some of it!" ”

Qianshan Xue only felt a flash of cold in front of her, the sharp tip of the sword was only stunned in front of her eyes, this time there was not much pain, the sword quickly passed through her chest, warm blood spilled on the ground, "frightened", the man slowly pulled out the sword, her breathing gradually slowed down, glanced at the child nailed to the city wall, she laughed slowly, her consciousness gradually dispersed, the guards on her side surrounded closer, tighter, suddenly bang, there was a sound of falling, the sound of swords slamming, the person stepped on the blood, and several figures fell in front of him, She had only enough strength to lift her eyes slowly, and the man was getting closer, and the Praetorian Guards were getting more and more, and suddenly she seemed to hear the man calling to her, just as he had called the boy just now, and she lowered her eyes and calmed down.

Suddenly, as he approached her, the warrior raised his sword and stabbed her, he took the first step, and suddenly his eyes lit up, his neck hurt, and he suddenly felt the world spin, her face pressed to the ground, staring dead ahead—the man's distant back, and he was holding his headless body in his hands, she was streaked with tears, and her eyes were full of hot teardrops, and the hot heat was so hot that she seemed to be unable to see anything.

Black clouds covered the sky.

A gust of wind blew very fiercely, the willow branches flew horizontally, the dust went down in all directions, the rain fell, the wind, the earth, and the rain were mixed together, and they were all gray and cold in the horizontal and vertical, and everything was wrapped in it, and it was rain and tears in the sky.

The bell rang again, this time in a hurry, and Gasha shouted in the void, "Fuji will follow the bell back—"

Here, Qianshan Xue knelt motionless in the rain, her eyes were dead and silent, she seemed to be smiling, like crazy, staring at the direction where the person disappeared, her eyes were only anger and disgust, at this time, the index finger was clenched a little tighter, she looked down, a vicious aura flashed under her eyes, and she pulled it violently......

In that compartment, the cigarette ash in the incense burner became less and less, Gasha was full of cold sweat, he was about to save again, suddenly slammed, a strong wind slammed into the door, the comer's long sleeves flicked, the snow-white fingers loomed at first glance, and instantly arrived in front of Qianshan Xue, as soon as he closed his long arms, he took the person into his arms, he glanced at Gashi, and said angrily, "Uncle Shi, you promised me, how can you not believe your words?" ”

After speaking, he was about to take someone away, but was stopped by Gashakti, saying, "If you take Fuji away at this time, she will never come back!" ”

Rong Chu's expression was shaken, his feet froze, he looked at the miserable white person in his arms, he was silent for a long time, hesitated for a moment before putting down the person again, staring for a moment, he trembled and probed her breathing, the person was already stiff and cold, he looked at Gashi in astonishment, and said in a choked voice, "Uncle Shi, what's wrong with her?" ”

Gashi said to Rong Chu with a solemn face, "Fuji is in a mess over there, she doesn't want to come back!" ”

At this time, Rong Chu's voice was extremely unstable, and his hands were trembling slightly, "Uncle Shi, think of a way." ”

Gasha hurriedly reassured him, "There is a way, which is to go to her illusion and bring her back." ”

"Uncle Shi, leave it to me, and I'll bring her back."

Gasha pondered for a long time and was worried like a dark cloud, his eyebrows furrowed, and he nodded helplessly, "That's it!" ”

Rong Chu lay beside her a foot away without waves, stretched out his hand to hold the person who was close at hand, and closed his eyes resolutely.

Sanskrit sounds, ringing bells, teasing people's hearts are deeply tormented, he seems to be in the dark through a few reincarnations, only to slowly open his eyes, he adapted to the environment, then got up, this is a simple bamboo house, the house furnishings are simple and elegant, outside the window is a stream, the sound of gurgling water is pleasant and beautiful to wash the soul, eyes and distance, green mountains and green waters, a group of clouds and flowing water-like scenery, suddenly he heard a burst of laughter outside the window looming, the figure flickered outside the window, then disappeared, he exclaimed, "No? ”

He hurriedly chased out, the figure ran very fast, and after a while he was drowned in a forest of apricot blossoms, lost the target of pursuit, he hung his head a little dazedly, the ground was an elongated shadow, and another slender shadow appeared on the side of the shadow, suddenly his palm was warm, he lowered his head, and saw the warm palm on his side turned over, and surrounded his soft palms, he turned his head slightly to look at her, and she called with a smile, "Husband." ”

After a pillar of incense, when the soot in the incense burner disappeared, Rong Chu opened his eyes suddenly, his cheeks were stained with tears, and at this time, Qianshan Xue on his side also woke up, the moment he looked at her, she also turned her head to look at him, the eyes of the two were on the same in an instant, only the other party's eyes were far and near, Rong Chu clenched her hand, and the two looked at each other, without saying a word.

A thousand words in his heart were gathered into one sentence, thank you for giving me that lifetime of love, and in this life, I understand, you are just here to repay me a love.