At that time, the osmanthus flowers bloomed just right, "Brother, Brother Zicheng!" "The girl in men's clothes, graceful and lacking in heroism, her bright eyes are as deep as a pool, and the slight blinking is sparkling.

In Jiangxia City, she looked up at herself and smiled, "As long as you don't leave me in the future, I will never leave you!" ”

In Huaiyang City, the two of them are lingering on each other, "Brother Zicheng, after we get married, we will never be separated!" ”

In Qingzhou City, in the cave room of the two: "Don't worry about me, I will definitely go to you!" ”

……

In her best years, in her most beautiful years, the two met in danger, shared hardships and hardships along the way, and fell in love with each other, how beautiful! How nice!

But he was going to leave her, he was going to leave her first, even if the two became married, they would eventually separate, even if Ling Dong would come to him, he still couldn't wait for her after all......

Dong'er, my Dong'er, I hope that in the next life we will not meet in this troubled world, I hope that in the next life you are still you, and I am still me......

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Ling Dong danced out of Ganning Mansion, thinking that he would be able to see Mu Zicheng soon, and his heart was overjoyed. But I don't know why, the farther I go west, the more I feel uneasy, and my eyelids jump suddenly. Along the way, she was worried, lest she was one step too late, and everything would not be in the future.

Ling Dongwu in the distance saw a large group of soldiers wearing Nanzhao military uniforms, she urged her horse to hurry up to meet them, and when she got closer, she found that they were really the army led by Mu Zicheng. But seeing these soldiers covered in blood and throwing away their armor, she couldn't help but be afraid, Mu Zicheng governed the army strictly, even if he lost the battle, he would never let the soldiers look like this.

Something happened to Mu Zicheng! An ominous feeling rose from her heart!

Ling Dongwu hurriedly rushed into the team to find Mu Zicheng's figure, "Mu Zicheng, Brother Zicheng!" There was a trilling sound in her voice. Jiao Hongliang heard Ling Dongwu's shout in the army, and hurriedly greeted him, but as soon as he saw Ling Dongwu, he remembered Mu Zicheng, who was uncertain about life and death, fighting alone, and his tears couldn't help but flow down first. I only felt that my whole body trembled with fear, and I asked silently: "I, my, Zicheng ......"

Jiao Hongliang gritted his teeth and endured his grief and indignation, and said: "We are cut off from grain and grass in Xining Mansion, General Mu decided to fight to the death with the Hun soldiers, but I don't know how, the Eastern Hun soldiers actually knew the news of our food and grass cut-off, General Mu in order to protect the brothers, with 10,000 elite soldiers in the back, let me lead people to retreat to Ganning Mansion first." But a day and a night have passed, and he hasn't caught up yet......"

Ling Dongwu listened to Jiao Hongliang's words, and only felt as if his head had exploded, Mu Zicheng led an army of 80,000 people with 10,000 people to resist the Huns, and he didn't catch up for a day and a night, what does this mean?

She forgot to even cry, she only knew that she was going to find Mu Zicheng immediately, and when she saw Mu Zicheng immediately, she suddenly hit the horse fiercely, and ran straight in the direction of Xining Mansion, fighting the war horse one after another, just thinking about it, but I was afraid that it would be too late, only at a little ......

The smoke of the beacon fire, and the withered grass soaked in blood amazed the ground. The dripping bloodstains were like a poignant book, dipped in astonishing pain.

Before sunset, Ling Dongwu finally arrived at this dead battlefield. The remnant sun is like blood, reflecting a Shura field in front of you, and as far as the eye can see, it is full of corpses, broken arms and stumps, mountains of bones, gunsmoke, and rivers of blood. The air was filled with the smell of death and blood, and several war horses suddenly looked for their lost masters in the battlefield, and in the center of the battlefield was a flying broken flag, which greatly reflected half of the Mu characters.

She dismounted silently, only to see the corpses of Nanzhao soldiers everywhere, after a stumble, she steadied her mind, looked around, didn't see Mu Zicheng, her heart sank, and she took a few steps forward.

Ling Dongwu didn't know how to be afraid in this pile of dead people, she searched for Mu Zicheng over and over again, and finally next to a corpse that had been changed beyond recognition, she found Mu Zicheng's curled glaive knife and his sword that never left her, she fell to her knees in despair, her hands trembled, looking at the bloody and fleshy place, the Mu Zicheng all over the ground.

"Brother Zicheng, Brother Zicheng!" In the astonishing pain, Ling Dongwu looked up to the sky and cried bitterly, and her broken body made her dare not touch it.

The strength of her whole body seemed to be drained at this moment, and tears were rolling down, she thought that after she and Mu Zicheng got married, they could finally stop separating, Providence was like the most cruel joke, but in an instant, it was a thunderbolt on a sunny day, she lost Mu Zicheng, she lost everything.

Her tears became cold, and her heart was only cold, and she muttered the name like a dream, "Mu Zicheng, Brother Zicheng!" Her voice came far away, but only the same voice came back.

Her body twitched violently, and the blood in her chest was tumbling, like a turbulent wave crashing against the bank of reason.

Ling Dongwu, who was grieving, didn't notice that a group of Hun soldiers were quietly attacking her behind her.

It turned out that the Xiongnu soldiers saw that Mu Zicheng and his men were all annihilated, and Jiao Hongliang had withdrawn to the Ganning Mansion area in the territory of Nanzhao with 40,000 troops, so they did not dare to pursue in depth, and decided to withdraw to the old nest first.

The Eastern Xiongnu Shan Yu thought that this battle could get rid of Mu Zicheng, the thorn in the eye, and it was already a complete victory, and the Nanzhao Kingdom had no good generals, and the others were not afraid, so they collected their troops and returned to the camp. However, considering that Nanzhao might send someone to collect Mu Zicheng's body, he left another 3,000 elite soldiers to ambush here.

At first, these Hun soldiers saw Ling Dongwu rushing back alone and riding alone, and suspected that there would be another army behind her, but after waiting for a long time, they didn't see the Nanzhao soldiers behind her, so they couldn't hold back and prepared to make a move on Ling Dongwu.

Ling Dongwu was already like a fool at the moment, not to mention that she didn't feel the Hun soldiers' sneak attack on her, even if she felt it, she didn't want to make any resistance, she only wanted to die now, and she could fall into the Yellow Spring with Mu Zicheng.

Just as the Hun soldiers were about to make a move on Ling Dongwu, they suddenly heard two loud shouts: "Dog thief, stop!" ”

"Miss Ling, be careful!"

It was Yi Zhikuo who made a thunderous sound!

It is Jiao Hongliang who is like a bell!

It turned out that Yi Zhikuo knew the news that Ling Dongwu and Mu Zicheng were going to marry in Qingzhou City that day, so he pondered how to take Ling Dongwu away. Mu Zicheng was in the barracks, and he was not his opponent, so he wanted to snatch Ling Dongwu by force. Under the anger, he fought with Mu Zicheng and was injured, he saw that Ling Dongwu was indifferent to his injury, and took care of Mu Zicheng eagerly, avoiding himself was like avoiding a snake and scorpion, and he really had no friendship with himself.

He thought that he gave up everything, traveled thousands of miles to find a wife, and did not hesitate to sacrifice his life and forget death for her, originally expected that she would have a favor for him, and went home with his wife in his arms, but he didn't expect to end up like this, and under the anger, he broke off with Ling Dongwu, and did not stay in Qingzhou at the moment, and went straight back to his new base, Tumubao.

Back here, he redevoted all his energy to the construction of the Civil Fort and the Green Pearl City, and the territory expanded day by day, as if he had become the king of the dominant side, and he was free to be his free king.

On this day, he was discussing with Hanshui Guoshi and Deputy City Advocate Li and others how to subdue a large town that could not be attacked and refused to be submitted, and was discussing to a fierce point, when the guards on duty hurriedly came: "King Khan, Tsedun has returned. ”

This Ce Dun was promoted to an official because he had a meritorious role in finding Ling Dongwu at the beginning, and was responsible for some of the procurement work outside, which looked inconspicuous, but it was a fat shortage.

"Call him in."

Tsedun hurriedly went in and said to Yi Zhikuo: "King Khan, when the villain came back, he got the news that the Nanzhao soldiers brought by Mu Zicheng were cut off from food and grass, and were besieged by the Hun soldiers near Xining Mansion. ”

Hanshui National Master hated the news about Mu Zicheng and Ling Dongwu brought back by Cedun the most, Yi Zhikuo had just died of his heart on Ling Dongwu, and he could be the king of Khan for a few days, he brought back the news to make trouble, and unconsciously sank his face: "Cedun, you have also worked hard all the way, go down and rest!" ”

Tsetun also saw the displeasure of the Hanshui National Teacher, and whispered, "Yes." "Walked out.

Yi Zhikuo returned to Tumubao, although he didn't ask about foreign affairs, and blindly put his energy on the capture of the sphere of influence, but because this place, like Xining Mansion and Nyingchi Mansion, was located in the Western Regions, so the Eastern Huns captured Nyingchi Mansion all the way, from Nyingchi Mansion to Xining Mansion, and later Mu Zicheng sent troops to help.

When he heard that Mu Zicheng brought troops to Xining Mansion, he was agitated for a while, since Mu Zicheng came here, Ling Dongwu would definitely be with him! He really wanted to jump up again to find Ling Dongwu, but thinking about it, Ling Dongwu really didn't have any friendship with him, so what did he still look for her for? No matter how they fought with the Eastern Xiongnu, dying here had nothing to do with them. Besides, she doesn't have to die!

But hearing this news today, Ling Yi Zhikuo began to fluctuate again, he has led troops to fight for many years, and naturally knows the importance of grain and grass for an army, and now that the Eastern Huns are ruthless, Mu Zicheng is likely to suffer, this little rabbit cub is dead, but what about Ling Dongwu who is with him, with her stubborn character, she will never be separated from Mu Zicheng, she will die with him!

Thinking that Ling Dongwu might die in this war, Yi Zhikuo couldn't sit still anymore, no, he definitely couldn't let the little fairy accompany Mu Zicheng to die together, he hurriedly got up and ordered three thousand people, and rushed in the direction of Xining Mansion.

Hanshui National Master knew that Yi Zhikuo was obsessed with Ling Dongwu, and no one could stop him, so in desperation, he angrily called out Cedun and scolded him fiercely.

Jiao Hongliang saw Ling Dongwu go crazy and left, for fear that something would happen to her, so that he would be even more sorry for Mu Zicheng. He took two thousand people and chased Ling Dongwu behind, but Ling Dongwu was like crazy, and the horses were also running, so he was one step behind and came with the people led by Yi Zhikuo.

As soon as the Hun soldiers saw the two teams descending from the sky, they had no time to catch Ling Dongwu and fight with the people brought by Yi Zhikuo and Jiao Hongliang.

Yi Zhikuo was cunning, as soon as he saw Ling Dongwu lose his soul and lie down in front of a tall, fragmented corpse like a fool, he knew that Mu Zicheng had suffered an accident, he was a person who was indifferent to the life and death of the rest of the people except for Ling Dongwu. Now that Mu Zicheng is dead, there is still a little joy in his heart, no matter what, this time he wants to bring the little fairy back.

He urged the horse to come to Ling Dongwu's side, and saw Ling Dongwu lying on Mu Zicheng's body silently, he got off the horse and took a closer look, Ling Dongwu actually cried and fainted.

He was ecstatic in his heart, the opportunity finally came, he gestured with his eyes, and his subordinates immediately formed a human wall, separating him from Ling Dongwu and Jiao Hongliang and the others. He stretched out his hand to hold Ling Dongwu into his arms, and Ling Dongwu tilted his head in his arms as if he was unconscious, Yi Zhikuo felt the blood all over his body rush to his head, his little fairy, his wife, finally returned to his arms again.

Ling Dongwu's body was light, like a feather, quietly closing his eyes and leaning on his chest. When Ling Dongwu was so unconscious, he felt very relieved, because only at this time, she was so obedient, so supple, and well-behaved.

Yi Zhikuo hugged Ling Dongwu and jumped on the horse without thinking, with only one thought in his heart: to leave, to leave here with the little fairy, to return to his lair, and never be separated from the little fairy from now on.

The cunning Yi Zhikuo, taking advantage of the war, took a few relatives to protect him, hugged Ling Dongwu tightly in his arms, and rode his horse along the path to secretly leave the battlefield and leave everyone's sight.

When Ling Dongwu woke up from a coma, he was in an inn in a small town. This is the junction of the three kingdoms, but now it is the sphere of influence of Yi Zhikuo. She slumped out of bed weakly, staggering and groggy as she watched everything shake.

What happened, she tried to think about it, there was a bright and flickering light in her memory, flickering, like the depths of the dense fog gradually dispersing, revealing an illusory mirage, those stumps and broken arms, those rivers of blood, and Mu Zicheng's mutilated corpse, yes, Mu Zicheng, her Zicheng brother, that bloody corpse was her Zicheng brother's, her Zicheng brother was dead......

Ling Dongwu felt like she had a nightmare, something terrible had happened in the dream, she only felt a huge pain in her head, and the things she didn't want to face also hit in waves......

Everything terrible in her mind made Ling Dongwu tremble, she subconsciously shook her head, unwilling to believe that these were true, rolling tears began to flood, sliding from her pale and colorless face, dripping onto the bed, why did it end like this? Wasn't it okay when you were separated? How so!

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