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"Huh? Is it? Who is so bold as to dare to steal something from you? It's too much! Chu Qiao suddenly became indignant and ignorant. 【Fengyun Reading Network. 】

"Hehe, you think so too." Yan Xun smiled, and then nodded solemnly, "Yes, it's too much, I have been guarding an iron tree for more than ten years, but it can be regarded as blooming, how can it be picked by others?" Although the flowers are not very good, and the posture is not as graceful as other flowers, they have been with me for so long. Even if it's a toilet that lasts for a long time, it will produce feelings, and I'm a person who values friendship, isn't it too much of a deception for them to do this? ”

Chu Qiao shouted with a red face: "Hey! Yan Xun, you are too much, you even compare me to the toilet! ”

"Haha!" Yan Xun stretched out his arm, picked up Chu Qiao by the waist, and with a skill, he picked her up from her horse, sat in front of him, hugged her waist with a smile, and muttered in a low voice, "Whoever dares to rob me, I dare to fight with him." ”

His voice was very soft, and his breathing sprayed quietly on Chu Qiao's fair neck, causing her skin to form a fine layer of "sand".

"Don't worry, no one will rob you, this flower of yours always knows where she should bloom."

The wind was howling, the golden flag was blown by the wind, hunting and flying overhead, Chu Qiao leaned on Yan Xun's arms, and all his worries and worries disappeared in an instant. Li Ce is right, a person only has one pair of legs, since he has decided to go west, then what the scenery is on the road to the north, whether it is rain or wind, it has nothing to do with him.

She was very happy, this time she met, she saw a different Yan Xun, not the depressed son in Zhenhuang City, not the man who was locked in a cage full of hatred, not the madman who rushed out of Zhenhuang City on the day he killed the red-eyed, he was warm, even brisk, as if the young man with a river in his mouth and smart eyes on the shore of Chishui Lake many years ago came to life again.

Leaving the lifeless cage of Zhenhuang, they are no longer the same as they used to be.

The sun was dazzling, golden, and two eagles were entrenched above the ranks, their war eagles, wings huge and whistling and flying.

"Drive!" Yan Xun suddenly whipped on the horse's stock, and the war horse suddenly rose up, and the army behind him roared and galloped, and the dusky dust churned behind them, raising high.

"Achu!"

The wind is so strong, even if you are very close, you still need to roar loudly to hear it.

Chu Qiao struggled to turn around and shouted, "What did you say? ”

"I'll take you home!"

The man's hand holding the horsewhip was raised, pointing to the northwestern horizon, and his eyes were sharp: "Back to our own kingdom!" "It's a great land!

The sky was blue and pure, the air was free with the wind, the sky was high and far away, the snow-white eagle waved its wings and circled and roared loudly in the sky, and as far as the eye could see, the October artemisia grass stretched far into the distance. The wind was cold and blowing fiercely, lifting the large furs of the warriors, and the heavy armor slapped against the scabbard with a crisp sound. In the extreme distance, is the first military city in Yanbei - Beishuo Pass, which is the gateway to Yanbei from the eastern continent, and the tall city is like a silent dragon, quietly entrenched at the end of the horizon.

In front of Beishuo Pass, is the famous Fire Thunder Plain, it was on this land that Yan Shicheng, the lion king of Yanbei, took his sons to resist the Great Xia army to the death, and finally slept with the land of Yanbei forever. The vast Fire Thunder Plain is full of red fire cloud flowers, which are said to be made of carrion as soil, and are often only seen in cemeteries and mass graves, and the more flesh and blood are piled up, the more gorgeous the flowers will be. But just after the great war that year, the fire clouds on the Fire Thunder Plain bloomed for nine years, and they were red every year, regardless of spring and summer, regardless of autumn and winter.

In an instant, Chu Qiao seemed to see the bloody and tragic war many years ago.

Iron horses trampling, the earth is vast, the clouds are like blood, the banner is pervasive, in the vast sea of grass, in the lush and reckless jungle, in the lonely towering towering snow peak, in the endless sea of blood and sand, everywhere are the warrior's sabers and bloodthirsty roars, the warriors are wearing battle armor, and they die in every corner of the land of Yanbei, women and children also take up arms to defend their home and country, everywhere is the tragedy of hunting, everywhere is the majestic Yanbei long tune. A generation has died, but their eyes have not closed, their hearts advocating freedom have never stopped beating, their blood is still flowing hotly, they have turned into red flowers, like blood, blooming fiercely on every inch of land, in this way to remind and pay attention to the next generation of Yanbei children, with blood and loyalty, interpreting the sacredness of this land!

This is a great land! No words are enough to describe the fact that every grass, tree, stone, and grain of sand here has witnessed the disaster here, and at the same time, how the people here have stood up tenaciously after every disaster!

Yanbei! Yanbei!

In the past nine years, the word Yanbei has been silently recited in her heart, I don't know how many times. She and Yan Xun endured humiliation and burdens, and lived and died several times, in order to return to Yanbei for this day. Now, she finally stood on the land of Yanbei, breathing the cold and dry wind here, and looking at the herds of cattle, sheep and horses here, she suddenly cried.

She's always been so strong, no matter what the odds. But at this moment, tears are like an unstoppable flood, wantonly venting down. Chu Qiao sat on horseback, dressed in a snow-white fox fur, with her head held high and her back straight, she was not sad, let alone disappointed, but there were too many complex emotions stirring in her chest, it was the excitement of getting her wish fulfilled, the tiredness of returning from a hundred battles, and the excitement of mixed feelings. She knew that from now on, they no longer had to be precarious, no longer had to take every step, no longer had to worry about losing their heads at any time, no longer had to speculate on the eyes of everyone around them, no one could kill them or threaten them at will, they finally got rid of the fate of being at the mercy of others and slaughtering by others, and really stood up!

Yanbei, I'm finally here!

The horse's hooves slowly stepped forward, and the man was dressed in a big black coat, and his sword eyebrows were slanted, like two sharp swords.

He never spoke, just quietly behind her, with the whole army, quietly watching her, watching her silent, watching her tremble, watching her quietly shed tears.

In this world, only he can understand her, only he knows, how she feels now, because they are the same, on the day he saw Beishuo Pass, he was also uncontrollable, he did not cry in front of the people and army of Yanbei, but after returning to the camp, as soon as the curtain of the camp tent was lowered, his tears fell, silent but hot, burning his tough face for many years.

That day, for the first time in nine years, he allowed himself to get drunk, and in the fog, he seemed to see his father again, and his generous big hand patted him on the shoulder vigorously, and laughed: "Stinky boy, grow fast, you are tall!" ”

"This is Beishuo." The man pointed to the gray city under the setting sun and whispered in a calm tone.

Chu Qiao turned his head and looked at Yan Xun with blazing eyes.

As the sun sets, sprinkling golden brilliance, the man sits on horseback, his eyes are calm, his voice is steady, he is wearing a black military uniform, and the outer cover is the same as the soldier's black coat, and the whole person looks simple and sharp. He was no more than twenty years old, young, thin, tall, handsome, and his black eyes were full of restrained glow, like a well that could not see the depths of the water.

Time does not make a person old, and experience can achieve a person's vicissitudes.

Looking at him, Chu Qiao suddenly remembered the young man who shot crookedly with an arrow on the hunting ground many years ago, the young man in the light robe on the street of Zhenhuang, and the sparkling Chishui Lake, the young man looked at her with a smile on his face, and the top of his head was a bright full moon, the light was clear, hazy like mist. She thought again of the gloomy cells of the Imperial City, the cold snowflakes that kept drifting in from the patio, the north wind whistling, and the hands of the two children clasped tightly through a thick wall......

At that moment, looking at Yan Xun's tenacious silhouette, Chu Qiao seemed to relive the eight years of ups and downs again, a man slowly stood up from the mud and blood, moved his steps with difficulty, and began his long and arduous journey.

The north wind is so cold, the eagle flag above the head is flying, and the Yanbei Plateau has ushered in a new owner. Chu Qiao's blood gradually boiled, and she could almost foresee: one era is over, and another era will start from here!

She is glad that she will be the most direct witness to all this, because she has always stood by that person's side and never wavered!

Yan Xun turned his head, urged him to take a step forward, and smiled faintly at Chu Qiao: "Ah Chu, welcome home." ”

The long roar of an eagle suddenly came from the sky, and a large number of neat horses' hooves were heard in front of him, the ancient gate of Beishuo City slowly opened, Yan Xun raised his head slightly, and the setting sun shone on his forehead, with a light like blood. As soon as he entered the city, someone came to the door, Yan Xun pointed to the person in front of him and said with a smile: "Ah Chu, this is a suffrage, the most unreasonable person in the entire Yanbei is her." ”

The girl was dressed in a neat riding costume, with white camel hair tudded around her white chin, and a pair of black eyes like two grapes, crystal clear and sharp as stars. Hearing Chu Qiao's name, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, she looked the tall girl in front of her up and down, and finally sighed in surprise: "You are Chu Qiao?" ”

"Lord Weng, the most gorgeous knife on the Yanbei Plateau, it is Chu Qiao's honor to see you."

The wind outside the door blew in, blowing through the broken hair between the girl's sideburns, and she looked at Chu Qiao carefully, and her eyebrows were somewhat similar to Yan Xun. She is only ten ** years old, inheriting the tall figure of the Yan family, her skin is as white as snow, her outline is very deep, and she is sassy and handsome, she suddenly smiled, "It turned out that you were here, no wonder." ”

Yan Xun frowned and reprimanded, "Don't be so rude." ”

"Okay, brother," Jin Yi smiled, patted Yan Xun's shoulder, and said with a smile, "That dead place in Zhenhuang City really taught you badly, opening and closing your mouth is not a rule, it is polite." ”

"I've heard of you." Jin Jin turned his head, showed a mouthful of white teeth, and said very kindly, "You have been with my brother in the imperial capital for eight years, you have suffered a lot, and in order to save the army a while ago, you also had a big fight with Great Xia, which is really good!" ”

"Lord Weng swept through Yanbei with the Huoyun Army, and beat Bato's cubs to flee in all directions, and it has long been a good story."

"Hehe, I am a descendant of the Yan family, I don't kill others, others will kill me, I can't compare with you, you are the great hero of our Yanbei." Jin Zhen smiled, "I just heard that my brother brought back a woman, and I was worried that he would be sorry for you, since you are here, I won't have much to do!" The girl smiled slyly, made a grimace at Yan Xun, and ran out as soon as she slipped away.

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