I don't know how long it took, when Yu Canglan woke up again, there was some doubt in his eyes.

He had been seriously injured in the previous battle with the high priest of Southern Xinjiang on Yangping Mountain, and he went to the battlefield in Xichang again without much good conditioning.

After that, the internal force was excessively depleted, and he originally thought that when he woke up, he would definitely be weak and not even have the strength to hook his fingers.

But the moment he opened his eyes, he clearly felt that his meridians were operating very normally. Even the old wounds he had suffered from his previous confrontation with the High Priest seemed to have healed suddenly.

He frowned, and a melodious voice suddenly sounded: "Charm." ”

There was silence all around, and Yu Canglan frowned.

I clearly remember seeing Wen Qingyu before I fell, Wen Qingyu came back, and Mei must have come back. Why don't you see anyone now?

"Extinguish."

This time, before the words fell, I saw another figure in the room. Unlike the charm's lightness, this person is wearing a red dress.

He didn't know what kind of paint was dyed in his clothes, but he felt that the red was extraordinarily enchanting, and the enchantment was excessive. At first glance, people feel that the red seems to be very frightened.

His hair is also red, and his eyes seem to be slightly red. And what was wrapped around him was an undisguised cold aura.

It was so bad that people almost didn't dare to look up at him, as if one look at him might kill him at any time.

"Where's the charm?"

"He." Xuan Qing snorted: "Because I did something I shouldn't have done, I went back to the Sky Mountain to receive the punishment." ”

Yu Canglan was stunned: "What did he do?" ”

A pair of reddish eyes swept over Yu Canglan's face, and immediately hooked his lips and smiled. But that smile makes people feel bloodthirsty and cruel.

"He heals you."

Yu Canglan raised her head, as if she was also very curious about this answer. Mei would actually come out to heal him?

The shadows on the Sky Mountain are all emotionless monsters.

As long as the master doesn't call, even if the master dies in front of him, he won't even blink his eyes. Mei will actually heal him?

He didn't seem to have called for him to show up at all.

"What about her?"

"Who are you talking about?" Xuan squinted his eyes and looked at Yu Canglan absently.

"Wen Qingyu."

"I went to Mangdang Mountain."

Yu Canglan's heart moved, Mangdang Mountain is outside the east city of Xichang City, and it is the only way to enter Linzhou by land. But it is also the place where the dead are buried in Xichang City.

Wen Qingyu has gone to Mangdang Mountain now, what is it for?

"The rest of the Spirit Blade, but they're all awake?"

"The one who was the most seriously injured at the beginning." "You're the last," he said. ”

Yu Canglan didn't seem to hear the disrespect in his words, and immediately dressed and got out of bed.

"Where are you going?"

"Mangdang Mountain."

"I'm going too?"

"No, you don't."

Before the words fell, the figure disappeared immediately.

Yu Canglan went directly out of the courtyard and jumped onto the roof, but he didn't even bother to call a horse.

Halfway up the Mangdang Mountain outside Xichang City, there is a plain with a flat river.

Over the years, a lush cypress tree has grown around, and Wen Qingyu is now standing in the middle of this plain.

Behind her, there was a black-clothed spirit blade in front of her. They all stood with solemn expressions, and there was no expression on everyone's faces.

There was no joy, no smile, not even sadness. One

All the men stood with their hands tied, like an eternal stone statue. It seems that they have been standing there for thousands of years, and after a hundred lifetimes, they will not change their form.

In front of them was a tall pyre, and the body of a black-clothed embroidered silver moon neatly stacked on it was the spirit blade that died outside Xichang City that night.

Of the 3,000 men, less than 1,000 are standing today.

"Pour the wine."

The cold voice resounded through the heavens and the earth, and Zhong Xiong's body moved, lifting a heavy coarse porcelain wine jar. One by one, they walked past the spirit blades that stood solemnly.

The black porcelain bowl was filled with a pool of clear wine in an instant.

That Wang Qinghong didn't seem to just pour it into the wine bowl, but it seemed to fill his eyes instantly.

Everyone's eyes lit up at that moment. Who said that men don't flick when they have tears, but they haven't reached the sad place.

"Give me a bowl."

Zhong Xiong raised his head slightly, and in front of him was Yu Canglan's face that was even more gorgeous than that of a woman. Now the slender fingers like jade are also pinching a coarse porcelain wine bowl.

Zhong Xiong lowered his head, filled his wine bowl, and then silently retreated to the team behind him.

"Sons of the Spirit Blade, go all the way!"

The clear sound of the spring water of the snow-capped mountain echoed between heaven and earth, and Wen Qingyu did not change his voice. Now what falls on everyone's ears is her original voice.

Her face was also as bright as her original blooming hibiscus, but it was tightly tensed. Only in those clear eyes, which were brighter and more dazzling than the stars, there was a deep pain that could not be concealed.

"Whoa." With a flick of her wrist, the shiny white drink slowly fell to the ground, seeping into the black-brown dirt.

"Brothers, go all the way!"

Behind the moon-white slender body, nearly a thousand men in black let out a long howl. Qi Qi poured the wine in his hand on the ground.

"All of us are united, and the mountains can be shaken.

Only loyal and righteous, angry bullfighting.

The Lord will kiss me better than my parents.

Committing military law is not free.

The order is clear, and the reward and punishment letter is written.

Go to the water and fire, dare to stay late!

Report to the Son of Heaven and save the head of Qian.

Kill all the enemies and find a marquis! ”

A low woman's voice suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, and the spirit blades looked up one after another.

Under the sun, a moon-white figure stood quietly. In front of the corpses of thousands of spirit blades, the slender and thin seemed to be blown away by the wind.

However, at this time, no one doubted. That woman was the strongest person in heaven and on earth. Those thin shoulders will not bend even the strongest wind and waves.

At this moment, the slender woman is singing in the sun. There is an indescribable poignancy in the song. The eyes of the spirit blade men were thick again.

"Kill all the enemies and find a marquis!"

This is the unspeakable pain of all soldiers who are out on the battlefield.

"Kite."

Suddenly, the sound of a clear piano sounded in the sky and on the ground, and the sound of the piano was also low and compassionate, which was in line with Wen Qingyu's singing.

Wen Qingyu's body trembled slightly, but he didn't turn around to look. He continued to sing to the sound of the piano.

One white and one purple, one male and one female. There were nearly a thousand spirit blades in the middle, playing and singing.

The woman's voice was cold, but it was crisp and sweet. Although the man's voice is low, he definitely has a very high attainment.

Today, their cooperation is less than a hint of peacekeeping. The atmosphere in the field became more and more solemn in the music, and it seemed that even the mountain wind whimpered.

"Bang dang." There was a muffled sound, and it turned out that Zhong Xiong smashed the wine jar in his hand.

He only felt that his heart was about to pop out of his mouth, and if he didn't do something, he might go crazy.

"Whoa, whoa."

After him, the spirit blades also smashed the wine bowl in their hands one after another.

Next, the deep man's voice also joined in. The sound of the song is getting louder and louder, and it seems that it can directly pierce the canopy.

This is a requiem in heaven and earth, which belongs exclusively to the spirit blade. It is the noblest hymn to the heroes who died on the battlefield.

Until the end of the last lyrics, Yu Canglan also stopped suddenly. The sound of the piano and the human voice echoed in the mountain wind for a long time before gradually stopping.

Wen Qingyu was still standing and did not move, and Yu Canglan was still sitting cross-legged on the ground. On his knees is the guqin that he played last time on the castle tower.

"Childe, the time has come, it's time to send the brothers on the road."

Feng Yan took a few steps forward and whispered in Wen Qingyu's ear.

"Yes." Wen Qingyu nodded: "Ignition!" ”

She took a torch from the fire beside her and glanced at the tall pyre. It was a final goodbye, and then he threw the torch out of his hand and landed directly on the pyre.

Behind her, the spirit blades stepped forward one by one, and they all threw the torches in their hands on the fire.

Under the canopy, the eyes of everyone were lit up like a mountain of flames.

Wen Qingyu stood silently for a while, then turned back to the captains around him and said, "Take the brothers back to the city to rest." ”

"Isn't Childe leaving?"

Wen Qingyu shook his head: "I want to stay for a while." ”

The crowd behind him gradually dispersed, leaving only a moon-white body by the blazing fire. In front of the huge fire, her body seemed thinner and thinner.

Yu Canglan slowly stood up, looked at the guqin in his hand, and threw the qin into the fire at once.

Wen Qingyu was finally shocked by this move, and gradually turned around.

"What are you crazy about?"

Yu Canglan's peach blossom eyes looked past her towards the fire: "The son of the Sky Mountain must be a perfect person in the world since ancient times. Naturally, ordinary people will know what they will or will not. ”

He slowly rolled his eyes: "Fourteen years ago, I never played the piano again. The first time in these 14 years was to play the piano in Xichang City, and this is the second time. There will be no third time. If you don't play the piano, what's the use of keeping it? ”

Wen Qingyu looked at him and didn't speak. Fourteen years ago was a huge change in Yu Canglan's life, and since then, he has been further and further away from a qualified heir of the Sky Mountain.

No one knew that the Jade Shizi of Cangqiong Mountain had such a high musical attainment in addition to being intoxicated in the women's township. No one knew that the Jade Prince of Cangqiong Mountain actually had such a smart and wise mind.

Three thousand against two hundred thousand, the battle of Xichang will eventually be remembered by the people of the world.

For the sake of Xichang, he unveiled the disguise that had been hidden for more than ten years. It is foreseeable that there will be endless troubles in his life after that.

The piano thrown in the fire means that his life is about to start again.

"Jade Canglan." Wen Qingyu's voice was slightly deep: "I'm sorry! ”

Wen Qingyu's eyes narrowed slightly, she didn't know what to say except sorry.

In the previous life, she used Xiao Ruoli thoroughly, but she didn't think about it in return.

As a result, he also passed on his tragedy to Xiao Ruoli.

In this life, every time I see Xiao Ruoli from her, I feel very uncomfortable. Therefore, she watched Mo Yanyan be washed away by Feiluan.

is because I want Xiao Ruoli to be able to completely get out of my life.

Now, she doesn't want to owe anyone anymore. Except for the night marks of Luo.

Her relationship with Luo Yeji is naturally different from ordinary people.

But Yu Canglan is different, she and Yu Canglan are hardly even friends when strictly speaking.

Now that I think about it, it seems that every time Yu Canglan appears next to her, it is when she never thought of it.

And what he gave himself was help that he never thought of.

This time, the favor is owed!