Many people always want to promise life before they die. But she thought that if there was an afterlife, she would not meet him again. This life has caused him to bear the pain of loss, caused him to give up many of his original beliefs, caused him to give up the hegemony he pursued, and caused him to be lonely forever in the rest of his life, so don't do any more disasters in the next life.

Fate is destined for three lives, only one life, I wish to win the heart of one person, and the white head will not be separated.

Ah Li, what I can't give up the most is actually you, but who can fight fate? When the reincarnation of fate sweeps in, you and I are just a grain of sand in this lonely desert, powerless, powerless!

Thoughts began to drift out, gradually withdrawn from this world, who was singing in his ears, he couldn't hear clearly, only vaguely heard: the phoenix on the phoenix slope, tears turned into red blood; The breeze dyes and finally partes, and we do not forget each other across the Yellow Spring; It's a doom...... Is this chanting a curse on her? It turned out to be predestined a long time ago, and the final outcome was: it was a doom......

I still wanted to listen carefully, but then I noticed that my body began to lighten, and there was a certain buoyancy, like a person in water, and she floated up uncontrollably. What's going on? Why does she fly? Looking down, she was shocked, just where she was, her body was still there, close to Mu Ze's arms, Nan Yuechen was holding her hand and was still transmitting internal force, Ling Mo was staring at it painfully.

But isn't she here? Who's that guy down there?

Eldest brother! Ling Mo! South Yue Dust!

I wanted to shout at them, but I found that no matter how loud she was, none of them could hear her, could she be the only one who could hear this voice? What's going on here?

She saw Mu Ze trembling his fingers probing under her nose, and then the whole person was numb and frozen, the expression on his face was like ice breaking through a crack, and pain began to appear, he raised his head and shouted bitterly: "Brother Ran! In just a second, her tears fell, blurred her eyes, and she raised the back of her hand to wipe them away, but found that there were tears? I can't wipe my tears at all, my hands are empty, and even my body is nothing.

Looking down again, Nan Yuechen and Ling Mo were roaring like crazy, but the person who was leaning on Mu Ze's arms with his eyes closed did not open his eyes again.

Finally, she understood that she was dead, and now it was her soul floating in the air. It turns out that after death, people really have souls, and they will float away from their bodies at the moment they die, and then go to unknown places.

Isn't it going to see the bull head and horse face to ask for the soul later? Or is her soul unwilling to leave them and stay in the world? Looking at the men below, they were all in great pain, screaming and crying for her, almost all of them used to be iron-clad people, when would they cry like this. I felt sad and sad in my heart, and I wanted to comfort them, but I couldn't control this soul.

In the blink of an eye, I saw a man standing a few meters away, the iron sword in his hand pierced into the earth, he bent his knees, half-knelt down, his face was covered with pain and bent down, buried his head in the ground, his shoulders twitched.

It's Shen Mo.

I was suffocated in my heart, looked at his shaking shoulders complicatedly, and sighed softly, another person she was ashamed of.

Xiao Nai walked behind Shen Mo with difficulty, his eyes fixed on the man in front of him who he had always respected, and he didn't know how to comfort him. He has always known that his love for Ning Ranqing has never dared to secretly put it in his heart, and he has never dared to touch it easily. However, at this time, watching her die tragically under the arrow was ten thousand times more painful than seeing the bones of his disguised corpse back then.

His heart was also uncomfortable, and after spending many days with her, he had long been deeply impressed by her resourcefulness and composure. How many women in the world can live as freely as she does? He had promised Hanyu that he would protect the two of them well, but now how did he explain to Hanyu? If she knew that Ning Ranqing was dead, I was afraid that she would ...... Some didn't dare to think about the consequences, but the people of Iraq had died, and there was no place to turn around. This is not his last disguise, it is real...... He's dead.

Dye Qing found that his soul began to flutter, heading in a certain direction, and he was not at all under his control. I can only watch as I get farther and farther away from the main body, and those sad men finally become ink spots in their eyes. After drifting for a distance, she found that she was heading to the camp in Beiding, and her heart moved, was it to see Lizhu Niang for the last time and say goodbye to her?

As expected, her soul rested on the top of the tent where Lizhu Niang and Xiang'er lived. There were a few soldiers patrolling in front of the tent, and they should have been sent by Mu Ze to protect them. I found that my eyes could actually look inside through the tent cloth, and I saw Lizhu Niang kneeling on the futon again, touching a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, and muttering something in her mouth.

Xiang'er was holding Ah Qi and gently coaxing him to sleep, everything was as usual, they were not disturbed by the sound of drums in the distance, and their expressions were very peaceful. Suddenly, Lizhu, who was chanting the Buddha, was shocked, and the Buddha beads in her hand were scattered and scattered all over the ground.

Lizhu's eyebrows were furrowed, she looked at the Buddha beads on the ground in a daze, and murmured softly: "Scattered, all scattered, it is a bad omen." ”

Dye Qing's eyes became sour, and they all said that the mother and daughter were connected, did Lizhu Niang sense it? If they had known later that she had indeed gone, wouldn't they be heartbroken? I was anxious, but there was nothing I could do.

Some people say that people's souls are stagnant because they have thoughts in their hearts, but if they miss the time to be reincarnated, they may become lonely ghosts, and then they will disappear. She knew that maybe her final fate would be like this, but she couldn't control the worries in her heart, and there was no way to get rid of distracting thoughts, just when she looked at the worry in Lizhu Niang's eyes and felt sad, her soul began to float in the air again, and she could only take a deep look at the familiar back: Lizhu Niang, Xiang'er, goodbye.

In Youzhou City, the General's Mansion.

In the main hall of the master bedroom, people came in and out, and some people kept bringing water in, but what came out was black blood water. Seeing the black, Dye Qing felt his eyes sting, was that him? The ruthlessness in him spreads poison.

When they drifted into the inner room, they saw that there were people all over there. When I got closer, I found that it was originally the location of the bed, and an extra couch was added, lying inside was the unconscious Ning Feiyang, and lying outside was Qin Tiance, both of whom were extremely pale and their eyes were closed. The military doctor on the side was already full of sadness, probably to facilitate his diagnosis and treatment, so he put the two seriously injured people in the same place, so as not to run back and forth again.

In contrast, Ning Feiyang's complexion was better than Qin Tiance's, his left chest had stopped bleeding and bandaged, and his chest had obvious ups and downs, so it should not be life-threatening. And Qin Tiance's situation was very bad, black blood was still gushing out, his whole face was black qi, and the volcanic movement on his chest was almost invisible.

Don't you say that the soul has no heart? Why did she feel a cone pain in her chest at this time?

I want to call him out loud, Ah Li! But the voice can only be heard by himself, and it cannot be reached in his ears at all.

The old military doctor looked sad and shook his head again and again: "The poison in the emperor is really too powerful, there is no solution, there is no solution!" And the bleeding has not stopped, I am afraid that even if the poison is detoxified, it will ...... due to excessive blood loss" Later, he didn't dare to say anything, but the emperor's situation at this time was really dangerous.

Han Xiao's eyes flashed with melancholy, and he suddenly seemed to remember something, and grabbed the old military doctor's hand with one hand and asked, "Can you change the blood for the master, and replace all his poisonous blood?" ”

"This method is too dangerous, it requires a person with extremely high martial arts, and the person who exchanged blood will also be poisoned because of it, and there is no antidote to the desperation. The old man didn't dare to guarantee whether this method would succeed, and if there was a mistake, both of them would die. ”

How so? Dye Qing couldn't listen anymore, the military doctor meant that he was going to die? Even eating two golden pills and giving him so many antidote pills, is it useless at all? No, Ah Li, you can't die! Even if I wanted to reunite with him under the Yellow Spring, there would be nothing left when I died. Chang'an is still young, he can't have his mother and father, and even Ah Li has gone, so what should Chang'an do?

Her heart is hurting more and more, and her head is starting to hurt, as if she is being eroded by some insect. I kept wanting to shout: Ah Li, come to life, Ah Li! You're alive!

The already formless body began to slowly dissolve like green smoke, getting lighter and fainter, first from the feet, then to the body, and then to the hands, dissipating with an eroded force, the strings in the brain were broken, the eyes could no longer see, and gradually even the consciousness was no longer there.

The flowers bloom, the orchid refers to the crushing of the thousand-year-old past, and the scattered fragments take away the scars left in the wind... People come and go, the fragrance of the silk tears through the thousand-year-old warmth, and the missing memories flow away the sorrow floating in the heart.

Who am I? Ning Dye Qing?

That year, the gentle woman smiled and said: Your name is dyed green, and you take the dyeing blue of the water outside the sky of the autumn dyeing Qingxi.

There is a poem that reads like this:

Autumn dyes the green stream outside the sky, and the wind picks the ling. On the wave, Feng Lang secretly passed on, and the words were close to the Cong Lian. Look at each other and forget the way back, covering the sun and a small lotus round. Although Lingman can't get on the boat, his heart is on the side of Lang.

The phoenix robbery on the phoenix slope, the tears are dotted into red blood; The breeze dyes and finally partes, and we do not forget each other across the Yellow Spring; It's a doom......

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Is there any remaining burned out of the passing years that turn into thoughts, is it dust or nightmares, is it the ashes or the smoke you rise? Which thought can not be extinguished, is it Nirvana or eternal remembrance?

Transfiguration into the starlight of the Western Sky is the end of your reincarnation, how much time has passed from silence to eternal hourglass.

You gazed at my face in the afterlife by the river of the Three Paths, and I planted the mandala to sink the memories of my past life.

How many partings can ignite the flame of the sycamore branch, and how many five hundred years have I walked in the earthly world.

When the mandala flowers bloom, who can still remember the past, who responded to whose robbery, and whose obsession has become?

- "Phoenix Robbery"

The author has something to say: Listening to the song "Phoenix Tribulation" repeatedly, the picture of these three chapters seems to be right in front of you, just like that sentence: Who responded to whose calamity and whose obsession has become whom? Did Ah Li respond to the catastrophe of dyeing green, or did dying green walk into Ah Li's catastrophe, and then became each other's obsession?

The end of the war is not about who annexes whom, Dye Qing used her life to change the situation of the war, so that the war ended, and the unification of the world may be many, many years later.

If you can accept the tragedy, you can regard this as the end, if you can't accept it, just continue to watch it, maybe it's not as good as you want, but it's also the best ending Mu Mu can think of.

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