Chapter 13 does not complain about separation

The night is as cool as water, the jade is dust-free, and the moonlight is sprinkled between the bamboo forests, as if crossing a layer of silver-white frost, surprisingly gentle and quiet.

Deep at the end of the bamboo forest, there is a small waterfall. The water splashed down from the wall, and the mist fluttered like a veil, converging into a deep pool at the bottom of the cliff.

Not far from the waterfall, there is a waterfall pavilion built, when the wind is strong, the water droplets like fine sand drift with the wind, people in the pavilion, can feel the slightest drizzle rushing towards the face, cool and straight into the heart and spleen.

The wind is leaning on the bar, holding a celadon cup, the white wine in the cup is clear and fragrant, and the smell of this wine is far away, and it is intoxicating. And there were still a bunch of wine jars, wine jugs, and wine glasses in front of him, as if he wanted to get drunk and rest.

Lu Dongli walked over slowly, far away, Jinjie raised his glass and smiled when he saw it: "Your nose is sensitive, I hid here, and I asked you to find it!" ”

Lu Dongli glared at him, walked into the pavilion, and also learned from him to sit down, and asked softly, "What are you going to do?" ”

Feng Jinjie sighed greatly: "Dongli, the moon is bright and the wind is clear tonight, like a good night, you want to talk about such a big scenery, it is really a disappointment to live up to such a beautiful scenery!" ”

Lu Donglian's heart moved when he heard this, and he suddenly remembered that tender night, he and his best friend, standing side by side at the head of Dingyuan Pass, bathed in the gentle moonlight, talked to each other all night.

He once promised: "When you return, you will get drunk with you".

He once made a vow: "Walk all over the world, see all the beautiful scenery, and drink all the wine".

He had stared at his friend in the morning breeze and smiled and said, "Jinjie, you know what? Meeting you, knowing you, and becoming friends with you is the luckiest thing in my life. ”

He had sincerely pleaded with Heaven to return his friend intact.

He once used the most pious heart in his life to make a wish to the gods and Buddhas: willing to swim the mountains and rivers of the world with his arms, willing to talk and laugh and get drunk for 30,000 times, willing to be idle and do nothing, and willing to live a dull life as an idler......

Maybe it's because the moonlight is too soft tonight, the breeze is too cool, blowing on the body, inexplicably remembering too many gentle pasts, and even Lu Dongli's heart softened.

When you return, you will get drunk with you.

At this moment, even if there are three thousand troubles, but the moonlight is so gentle, and the good day is like a beautiful scenery, why not share this bright moon and get drunk and laugh 30,000 times? Why bother thinking about those troublesome things, why bothering your heart with so many anxieties?

Under the moon, staring at this face that was different from the past and as bright as the sunshine in the past, Lu Dongli grabbed a jar of wine, brushed off the seal, and said with a smile: "Laugh with you for 30,000 times, is it okay?" ”

Feng Jinjie glanced at Lu Dongli deeply, and nodded with a smile: "Naturally, as you wish!" ”

"The world's fine wines, although I dare not say that they are all collected, but at least nine times out of ten, hey, thanks to a few excellent wines given by Brother Duan Xian. Look at this ...... in front of you."

"Zhao's 'Cangyuan'!" Lu Dongli replied with a smile.

Zhao Guo's "Cangyuan"! Known as the strongest military wine, whenever the army goes out and celebrates the victory, the general must drink "Cangyuan", the spicy, the fierce stinging throat, just like the pathos of "the sun comes back to see the sword blood, but the general hates to kill a lot".

Therefore, Zhao's "Cangyuan" is the most tragic wine in the world!

Zhao Guo emphasizes literature over martial arts, and martial artists have always had the least status, and it is a miracle that they would brew such a tragic spirit.

In the past, in Dingyuan Pass, the wind was strong and the wine was good, so it was naturally indispensable to collect the most famous wine in Zhao Kingdom. Drinking again at this time, Lu Dongli only felt a sudden burst, as soon as the choking heat entered his throat, countless past events, sad things, and sweet things came to his heart, and he didn't know whether it was the strong wine that pierced his throat, or he sighed, and his dry eyes for many years seemed to be flickering.

I heard the low voice of Feng Jinjie in my ears: "The general has a hundred battles and his reputation is broken, and he is looking back for thousands of miles, and the old man is forever." Yishui Xiaoxiao west wind is cold, full of clothes and snow! ”

Lu Donglian's eyes gradually became sad and depressed, and he sang energetically, his eyes were suddenly leisurely, and his eyes seemed to pass through countless time and space, and he was firmly cast on the Dingyuan Pass that was once tragic, once broken, and once laughed happily. The resolute, calm, and vivid faces swept through my mind one by one like images. Although he did not remember it as much as the Wind Festival, but for several years of relying on each other, every soldier in Dingyuan Pass was deeply rooted in his heart, he remembered their names, he remembered their exploits, and he also remembered the souls of those who had spilled blood.

How can you say that you have no clothes, and you are with your son! Life and death together, drunk and lying on the battlefield. Such a fierce ambition, riding the world, such pride and bravery, pointing the country, it is like the water of the previous life, irretrievable.

Are the generals who have fought a hundred battles still looking back at the head of Dingyuan City?

Are the soldiers who have been tempered by life and death still fighting to protect their homeland?

Who remembers the general who was always in high spirits and laughing?

Who has not forgotten the marshal who is always gentle and resolute?

He sighed almost inaudibly, and his heart was irrepressibly mourning, and he could barely hold the wine glass in his hand.

Feng Jinjie glanced at Lu Dongli and said with a faint smile: "Drunk and lying on the battlefield, how many people have come back to fight in ancient times?" The ape is the world's number one spirit, tragic and tragic, unparalleled in the world. Drink the ape when you use the general's helmet, you can show the true character of the hero, but unfortunately there is no general who has just come down from the battlefield. Well, it's better to-" He reached out and grabbed it, and a small jar of "blue ape" flew into his hand, removed the seal, and fell down. Wine is like a waterfall, pouring straight down. The wine was poured too quickly and too quickly, splashing all over his body, Feng Jinjie didn't care, wiped his mouth, and couldn't help laughing: "Happy!" He threw the remaining half jar of wine to Lu Dongli.

Lu Dongli stretched out his hand to take it. He has always paid attention to drinking slowly and aftertaste, but at this time, his mood was inexplicably agitated, and he couldn't help himself, and he also learned to drink with his head up. It's just that the wine is too strong, and the amount of alcohol he drinks is far less than that of Feng Jinjie, so he choked for a while, and suddenly coughed heavily. Hearing Feng Jinjie laughing in a low voice, Lu Dongli was ashamed and annoyed, and glanced at him fiercely.

Lu Dongli has a calm temperament, never speaks ill of him, and even if he encounters something extremely embarrassing, he just laughs at it lightly. is only against the lawless Wind Festival, every time he is provoked by him to become nameless, he is so angry that his face is blue and his lips are white, and he will also stimulate the Wind Festival a little when he has the opportunity. At this moment, at first glance, Lu Dongxi's white eyes were annoyed and annoyed regardless of his image, but Feng Jinjie was overjoyed, took another pot of wine with a smile, and drank it himself.

"Qin's 'jokes' are the most changeable, the wine is clear, Xiao Xiang is fragrant, the entrance is sweet and mellow, but the throat is like fire, the mouth is astringent, but the aftertaste is slightly sour, just like life is impermanent and changeable, sweet and sour, the taste, such as people drinking water, cold and warm self-knowing!"

"Chen Guo's 'long dream' is the most intoxicating, the wine is green, the smell is fragrant, the entrance is soft, the mouth is sweet, the aftertaste is fresh, and it is easy to make people drink too much without being vigilant, and then get drunk for a long time. Ha, if a person is really drunk and can't wake up, with the sky as the cover and the earth as the house, what does it matter if he is drunk for a long time? ”

"Chu's 'Bamboo Awakening' is the most refreshing, the entrance is sweet, the middle is soft, and there is an elegant and comfortable medicinal fragrance and a refreshing slight acidity! It's a pity that the Chu State has changed greatly, and I don't know if the brewing method of this 'bamboo awakening' wine has ever been lost? Well, speaking of which, it's all the blame on that fox, the next time I see him, I have to ask him to send me dozens of altars of 'bamboo awakening'! ”

"Fox?"

"Ha, suddenly a friend comes to mind! Wake up, wake up, what do you do when you're so sober? It's still rare to be confused, wow! Forgetting is the best gift from God to mankind......"

"Forget? If you can really forget, isn't it happiness? It's just ......" Lu Donglian's face gradually brightened: "In the past, there was endless bitterness and suffering, but there was also incomparable joy and beauty, forget everything, and it will no longer be me...... If we forget the past and all the joys and sorrows in life, what is the meaning of the future life? If I forgot my best friend, what would I do while I was alive? It's not as good as The Walking Dead! So, I'd rather not forget! ”

Jinjie was moved, and said softly: "Life is short, people's hearts are easily confused, so much pain and disillusionment, do you really want to forget?" ”

"If you can't forget, why bother to forget? Once, I also wanted to forget all the pain, but now, I know that whether it is hatred or resentment, love or thought, it is a part of life, and I will never forget it, and I will never forget it. ”

Jinjie looked at Dongli's faintly smiling face, met his eyes, that look, with relief after grief, with perseverance after pain, Jinjie exhaled a long breath, smiled and said: "Of course you can't forget, if you forget, how can I go up and down to the Yellow Spring to find you?" ”

Lu Dongli was shocked, and blurted out: "Jinjie-"

Feng Jinjie smiled faintly, didn't seem to hear Lu Donglian's call, and took down the pot of wine: "Wei's 'Hanlu' is the most fragrant, the color is clear and translucent, fragrant like a quiet orchid, sticky silk hanging cup, the fragrance is long, but it is too childlike, entangled in mian lovesickness, when you got married, I forgot that I should send this 'Hanlu' to you, no wonder you ......" Jinjie suddenly stopped, sighed in his throat, and pressed it down before he could speak.

Lu Dongli took a sip of "Hanlu", and a gentle and beautiful woman's face involuntarily appeared in his mind, and his heart was sour, and he almost burst into tears.

Wanzhen Wanzhen! After a long time, what is the wind and frost?

Do you sew clothes night and night, but you don't know who to put them on?

Do you still look forward to the day when you can be reunited, but you also know that you can't see the moon in the mirror?

Are you suffering like years, but you are willing to be the bird in the cage?

Are you working hard to raise your beloved son, but you swallow all the pain alone?

Wanzhen Wanzhen, bear you, hurt you like this, your deep affection, how can Dongli repay you?

Lu Dongli is so lucky, he has you as his wife, but how fortunate he is, tired of you and suffering from you!

If you could, I would rather you never meet me, and I would like to let you fly freely, but even if it is a small and humble wish, I am afraid that it will be difficult to achieve.

Wanzhen ......

My heart was sad, but I heard someone singing softly in my ear: "...... In that life, I climbed 100,000 mountains, not to cultivate the next life, but to meet you on the road. At that moment, I soared into an immortal, not for immortality, but for your peace and joy......"

"Just looking for a breath for you? Just to bless you with peace and joy? ......" Lu Dongli muttered, his eyes were moist unconsciously, and the wine in the glass was already empty.

Feng Jinjie glanced at him lightly, sighed, and took out a delicate mutton fat jade bottle, pulled the cork, and a cold fragrance spread out in an instant. The fragrance is very special, like the coolness of mint, the elegant fragrance of jasmine, and the faint fragrance of ink lotus.

Lu Dongxi's sad and dazed thoughts were led by the cold incense, and he couldn't help but come back to his senses, and asked suspiciously, "This is?" ”

"Singing about wine, what is life? For example, the morning dew is bitter in the past. Be generous and unforgettable. How to solve the problem? Only from the dust! ”

"Leave the dust?!" With Lu Dong's immovable temperament, he couldn't help but be taken aback, and looked at the delicate and beautiful jade bottle in a daze.

Feng Jinjie shook the jade bottle in his hand and said with a light smile: "In addition to the rare dust in the world, how can you be worthy of this high-grade mutton fat white jade?" It's still Xiaoyao Pavilion powerful, and even the dust wine can be obtained! He secretly added another sentence in his heart: "If Xiao Rong knows, he will definitely have to worry about the guards in the palace again!" ”

Lu Dongli was surprised: "This is a gift from Mr. Duan?" ”

Feng Jinjie shrugged, although "Lichen" has been famous for a long time, but "Lichen" wine is closely related to Fang Qingchen after all, which can be said to have witnessed the heartbreak of his life. It's not that Feng Jinjie has never seen the decadence of Fang Qingchen's crazy sleep and crazy games in the small building after the end of the third life, and even Zhang Minxin, who has always scolded Fang Qingchen for being ruthless and vicious, did not dare to speak out to provoke during that period. Three hundred years of time, the past, in this cold and turquoise wine, as if one by one, the wind festival and then drink like life, the bottom of the heart is somewhat resistant, slowly said: "The hero of the world, nothing more than Yan Li, a myth of the emperor of cloth, a legend of the soul of the god of war, resolute and strong, nothing more than light dust, amazing, exquisite, yes, if you want to drink from the dust, you must use the crystal luminous cup." The clear and turquoise wine is poured into the two crystal clear luminous glasses, and I don't know whether it is the color of the wine lining the glass, or the light of the wine, which makes people dazed and confused, and dare not drink this legendary wine that represents the encounter of the emperor and the ministers of the ages.

"In the past, Yan Taizu and Fang Qingchen met in the grass, were like-minded, turned to the Quartet, and built an amazing foundation. If you want to kill Emperor Yan, you must first kill Lihou, and you will not abandon it, it is for Lichen. Monarchs and ministers meet beautiful talks for thousands of years, which makes people can't help but sigh with emotion, and they should be like light dust for their ministers! When Lu Dongli talked about the peerless figure three hundred years ago, he couldn't help but have sparkling eyes and be fascinated leisurely.

Jinjie took a sip of wine, smelled the sentence "For the ministers should be like Fang Qingchen", the dust wine that is as precious as gold spewed out so much, looked at Lu Dongli blankly, and laughed out loud after half a loud sound: "Dongli Dongliang, do you actually believe that the monarch and the minister know each other and cherish each other?" In his heart, he shook his head helplessly: "Fang Fox is really good at blinding the world, as far as his willful, resolute, and crazy nature is concerned, he can still make people feel that he is a loyal and loyal minister." Alas, I don't know whether it is admirable or funny. The so-called history is nothing more than that! ”

Lu Dongli frowned puzzled, staring at the funny Feng Jinjie, but he laughed again: "When you don't arrive, of course, you will not give up, and you will be sincere, if you are in power, how can you allow him to sleep soundly by the couch?" Acquaintance, acquaintance, sympathy, separation, negative relationship, jade shattered light dust, love is like dust, the world shares it with you, but it's just a joke! ”

Lu Dongli shook his head and said: "How can it be possible to share the country with you!" The prince of heaven and earth, the king is the minister, it is for the reason of heaven and earth, what is ridiculous? I admire Fang Qingchen, I appreciate his loyalty, protect the king with his body, and be sincere, but Yan Li, the king is selfless, and the love is ruthless, how can he ignore the people of the country for the sake of brotherhood and the righteousness of friends? Although he is a hero, he is not the king of eternity! ”

Feng Jinjie stagnated slightly, and he didn't know how to refute Lu Dongli, and only after a while did he smile: "I didn't expect that the heroes who are admired and admired by the world will not be in the eyes of Donglian!" ”

Although he smiled lightly, somehow, he suddenly thought of Zhang Minxin jokingly telling him a few days ago that Fang Qingchen did not hesitate to gamble on his life origin in order to heal Chu Ruohong's sanity, compared to the madness of giving up everything and entering the world, it was really better. In the past, I was always unaccustomed to Fang Qingchen's ruthlessness, but at this moment, I was inexplicably saddened by Fang Qingchen's ruthlessness.

People in the world always stand at the highest point of morality, and always say how to sacrifice themselves and how to wronged themselves for the sake of the world and the common people, but unfortunately not everyone can be a saint, and not everyone can be as uncomplaining and regretless as Lu Dongli.

Lu Dongli smiled faintly: "It's not that he doesn't admire Yan Taizu, it's just that if he is more resolute and doesn't blindly indulge in the past of his old friends, maybe the world has already been unified, and there is no more soldiers in this troubled world......" sighed slightly, it was easy to say, but how difficult it was to do! How can you not be heartbroken and sad to watch your best friend die tragically to save yourself? can not forget the responsibility of his emperor, can re-energize and turn sadness into motivation, iron hooves all over the world, the long whip pointed, the world dare not obey, what a domineering, what a hero! In the final analysis, he has such a harsh evaluation of Yan Taizu, but it is actually a pity! couldn't help but look at the Wind Festival, but saw that he was stunned, and a thick sadness and depression gradually spread. Lu Dongli didn't know why, but he didn't ask much, just quietly accompanied Jinjie to pour wine one cup after another.

The wine entered the bowels of sorrow, turned into broken tears, unconsciously, the mouth was full of bitterness, and I didn't know whether it was the bitterness of the wine or the bitterness of the heart, but I felt a blur in my mind, and the sadness was difficult to suppress, and I suddenly couldn't help asking: "Is there really a cycle of life and death in this world?" ”

Feng Jinjie was stunned unconsciously: "Dongli, you used to say that you don't know life, you don't know death, do you still think so now?" ”

Lu Dongli took a deep look at Feng Jinjie, but there seemed to be some abruptness in his heart: "I used to think that the reincarnation of life and death was really slim, but now I believe that the soul is immortal, and people have reincarnation, for thousands of generations, endlessly." ”

Feng Jinjie smiled slightly, knowing that Lu Dongli was implying that he understood that he was Feng Jinjie, his heart suddenly rejoiced infinitely, and the question of how to explain it that had been troubled for a long time seemed to be no longer necessary, and he couldn't help laughing: "I said that I am a god, do you believe it?" ”

Lu Dongli nodded seriously: "I believe it!" ”

Feng Jinjie looked at him in surprise, and Lu Dongli smiled indifferently: "You once said that death may be the beginning of another life, but how do you know that after we die, we will not fly into this long starry sky, ride the clouds, control thunder and lightning, and be like a fairy?" Jinjie ......" He frowned, a little hesitant, but still spoke: "Why are you still there?" Is it because of me? You-"

Feng Jinjie interrupted him, and his tone was indescribable: "It's because you're still there!" ”

"Jinjie ......"

"Where you are, my heart is at ease, my heart is at peace, where is not a fairyland?"

“…… Jinjie! ”

"Dong Li, do you know that meeting you on the Wind Festival is the most important and meaningful thing in his long life! The wind festival of the game is fake, the wind festival that is loyal to the world is fake, and the wind festival that desperately protects you is also fake...... The real Fengjin Festival is just a young man who is confused about life and confused about loyal ministers and righteous people, until he meets Lu Dongli, he knows that in this world, everything we do, even if it is as light as dust, it is also a small grain of sand for the skyscraper, until he meets Lu Dongliang, he really understands what is loyalty, what is integrity, what is loyalty and righteousness, what is all the dedication for, and what is all the regret for. It wasn't until I met Lu Dongli that life really had meaning, and all the confusion and questions were truly realized. ”

"Dongli, you always say that it is the luck of your life to meet the Wind Festival, but you don't know that when you meet Lu Dongli, why is it not the greatest luck in your life to meet the Wind Festival?"

"Thank you!"

Lu Dongli looked at his friend who was no longer the old look, but still knew his heart and mind, and the guilt, self-blame, remorse and resentment seemed to have disappeared with the bright star-like eyes of Feng Jinjie.

"Jinjie ......" he hoarsely wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he could only call his friend's name one after another.

Jinjie, Jinjie, Jinjie......

If you can't call enough, how can you call enough?

Feng Jinjie responded with a faint smile on his face.

Looking at Lu Dongli as if he was happy, and as if he was sentimental, he raised a pot of wine and poured it directly, and sighed leisurely: "Life is suffering, life is suffering, and reincarnation is also suffering." Resentment will be bitter, love and parting will be bitter, and not being able to ask for it will also be bitter. The soul is the same everywhere it goes, and when it endures all kinds of suffering, it is no longer suffering. ”

"Dongli, live, not because the Wind Festival wants you to live, not because you want to live to endure all kinds of suffering! To live is because of a hundred years of life, you have to try your best to do something with peace of mind, as an official, you should live a life that stands up to the sky, serves as an official, benefits one party, tries your best to earn a glimmer of life for the people, and tries your best to get a comfort for the people. Those who are for the people, even if they do not seek to reach the princes and cannot help the world, they should be good and live a clean and innocent life! ”

"If you lose an ideal, you should establish another ideal, strengthen your beliefs, don't doubt, don't follow your heart, act recklessly!"

Lu Dongli smiled faintly: "Jinjie, do you think I will still feel sorry for myself, and my heart will be like ashes?" ”

Feng Jinjie said quietly: "You have always regarded your ideals, beliefs, and aspirations higher than the sky, and now you ...... No matter what, you can't go back to be an official again, how should you deal with yourself? ”

Lu Dongli was stunned.

yes, what should he do?

Once, the greatest hope was to die for the country and the people.

It's just that his former ambitions and ideals have been wiped out, what should he do to live up to his useful body?

In a daze, he listened to Jinjie and slowly asked: "What is the difference between saving one person and saving tens of thousands of people?" ”

Lu Dongli was stunned, and blurted out almost without thinking: "Saving one person is saving, saving tens of millions of people is also saving, since there is a good thought in my heart, it is just a thought in my heart, what is the difference?" ”

"Yes, since it's all about saving people, you won't disdain it because you're small, right?"

"Huh?"

"Don't you want to learn medicine from me? Let's just go all the way, walk all over the world, see all the beautiful scenery. When he sees injustice, he draws his sword and rises, and when he sees the sick, he casts a skillful hand. ”

Lu Dongli's heart moved, thinking of these days, he followed Feng Jinjie's side, although he was just playing and helping a little, but watching the patients stay away from pain and their dying lives were rejuvenated, his heart was extremely happy, very fulfilling, and very satisfied.

If it has to be compared with the original defense of the family and the country, in fact, it really can't be said that it is more meaningful to protect the common people, and it can't be said, such a heroic and exciting day must be happier. Isn't the people of the world composed of individuals one by one? If he can reach out and save one, it will be one, and he will use his whole life to do something for the people of the world slowly, even if it is insignificant, it is also a speck of dust in Jinjie's mouth, right?

Smiling slightly, as if relieved, he suddenly glanced at Feng Jinjie, and said in a low voice: "Jue Fei Jue Fei, Jue is today and yesterday is not?" ”

"Haha, who knows me, who is Shedong Fence?"

That night, Feng Jinjie and Lu Dongli drank pot after pot of wine, as if those were not precious wines, just light and tasteless boiled water.

That night, Feng Jinjie and Lu Dongli, Huer clapped his hands and laughed, Huer cried in grief and cried, and said endless words all night.

That night, the moonlight shone on the bamboo forest, the waterfall splashed like mist and rain, and not a single meteor crossed the sky, and the night was so gentle and beautiful.

That night, the bamboo forest rustled, and the aroma of wine overflowed, as if the night also brought such a rich and elegant taste.

That night, they sat side by side, leaning on each other, and the two figures seemed to be frozen into an eternal beautiful scenery under the bright moon.

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The wine introduced in this chapter is written by Xiaoyue Xiaoyu in the article "If there is no wind and clouds", I am shameless to take it, Xiaoyu must not beat me, I am just too lazy to use my brain, and then bother to think about so many characteristics of wine, sweat ...... Slip away with the lid on your head......

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Chapter 14: Enmity

On the official road outside Qingzhou City, the flow of people is like weaving, pedestrians come in twos and threes, or go together, or walk alone, occasionally, there are also large groups of business houses and dart masters to come and go.

It was nearly dusk, and the pedestrians were quickening their pace, hurrying to the next town.

Suddenly, there was a thunderous sound of horses' hooves in the distance, like thousands of horses, galloping like tigers. Everyone looked back in shock, but saw more than dozens of horses swept straight over like a wind, each horse was tall and long-legged, extremely a divine horse, and the knight on the horse was even more agile. Before everyone could react, they felt that the smoke and dust in front of them were filled, and the hurricane suddenly swept around them, and they were as fierce as lightning.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, the horse rider had already flown into the dark, and everyone looked left and right, and they couldn't figure out what was happening, who they met, and they could only shake their heads and smile bitterly.

On the white clouds, the cliff of broken intestines.

A carriage stopped on the edge of the cliff, and a pair of beautiful people stood quietly holding hands, looking at the dozens of flying horses in front of them with a calm expression.

But I heard the sound of hooves like thunder, and in an instant it was forced in front of me, and there was still a few zhang distance between the two sides, and the iron horse in front suddenly pulled the horse to both sides, and the movements were neat and consistent, and dozens of horsemen stopped their horses, but there was no neighing sound of horses. The two sides were fixed, and the last horse galloped out of it, but saw that the knight was dressed in a green shirt and plain clothes, and there were no valuable ornaments on his body, only a dragon-shaped jade pendant tied around his waist, which could still give a glimpse of his noble status. The knight's face is cold, his eyebrows are trimmed, his thin lips are closed, and his cold and electric gaze is swept away, and he has a natural nobility that is above everyone in the world.

The knight stared coldly at the two who stood calmly.

The woman's body is thin, and she has a sense of weakness - thin? Isn't she pregnant?

His eyes couldn't help but stop between her waist and abdomen, and he couldn't see the slightest sign of pregnancy. Don't? His heart tightened slightly—

Yes, there is no day of stability, no comfortable meal, how can we ensure that her body is still safe and sound?

A trace of almost imperceptible pity and guilt flashed in his heart, but for a moment, he was so fast that he barely noticed that his heart, which was already cold as ice, actually had a trace of unbearable and guilty emotions.

His complexion changed slightly, and he sneered at himself, his gaze resting on the woman's face.

The gentle and soft face of the past, so pale that there was no trace of blood, seemed to be slightly different from the face in her memory, and the eyes were more warm and peaceful, with an indifferent calm, as if what stood in front of her was not her enemy or old acquaintance...... Wife!

Unconsciously sneered, what lover? It's just a self-inflicted illusion!

When he concealed his identity and walked the rivers and lakes, he found that the rivers and lakes were not as beautiful as he imagined, and he was not as strong as he imagined. It was the first acquaintance, the woman's sweet smile, the gentle handkerchief handed over, the insistence of panicking to find herbs, let her cold, proud heart, a little soft, unconsciously melt, the mask of wariness of anyone, distrust of anyone, since childhood, suddenly shattered, leaving no trace.

I have never seen such a gentle, amiable and kind woman, I have never seen such sincere and passionate concern, for a while, confused, stupid, I have never realized that every word she says and every action she does to herself is actually her true temperament, and she does not think that she is a royal family or a beggar at all. It's just that I have seen too much flattery and flattery, but I regard that rare true temperament as a difference for myself and a special consideration for myself.

The proud and intelligent King of Clouds, the King of Clouds who many women chase and admire, actually don't understand what love is, what is truth, what is love, what is kindness, and what is purity!

Should she blame her for not being so gentle and kind to a stranger she met for the first time? Hate her, shouldn't she let herself lose her heart and soul?

Obviously, her heart fell first, it was obviously her own wishful thinking, she never gave herself any hints, nor did she give herself any hope, how could she resentfully and hate her? How can the dignified King of Clouds dare to love and not recognize him? So, no remorse, no hate.

Should she blame her father who is snobbish, timid, cowardly, and humble, and bent on growing the family?

When he proposed, her father's eyes flashed with surprise, surprise, and determination. Therefore, she concealed her thoughts, concealed her childhood sweetheart's love, and happily agreed to the marriage, making her joy the biggest joke!

I have seen too much of the darkness of officialdom and the tragedy of royal intrigues, and he, a person who has come out of the power field, can't understand what, being afraid of power, clinging to the powerful, and struggling to seize every opportunity to climb up, is just human nature! has the opportunity to make the family stronger, has the opportunity to make himself more powerful, but let the daughter marry the powerful, how can it be a big rebellion?

So, don't complain, don't get angry, everything is just normal!

So, should you hate the less Jianghu hero who made himself lose face?

I couldn't help but look at the handsome young man beside the woman.

As sunny and handsome as before, as always, the eyes are bright, but it inexplicably brings a bit of tranquility, a little less pride and domineering, and a little more calm, but the uninhibited and careless in the bones can't be concealed by how to lower your eyebrows. If the previous Mei Cangming made people feel that she was an enthusiastic and arrogant young talent, the current Mei Cangming makes people even more unable to ignore her constant arrogance.

Is it true that tribulation can make people grow the fastest?

It's just that he didn't expect that he could grow to such a point, so that even he couldn't see the depth and couldn't see through his mind.

Under the bright sun, the pair of beautiful people stand side by side, one is smiling and raising eyebrows, everything is chic, the other is indifferent smile, the calm of trust and dependence wholeheartedly, it is indescribable harmony, the tacit understanding between the two people, the pulse and warmth of looking at each other and smiling seem to be self-contained, and it is difficult for others to insert half a point. Such affection, such trust, even God is difficult to separate, and people can't help but feel envy from the bottom of their hearts.

King Yun's pupils contracted suddenly, and a feeling of resentment suddenly arose in his heart.

When the wedding was shocking in the past, although they were also more in love with Jin Jian, they were more impulsive, paranoid, and righteous, although they made people feel that their love was as deep as the sea, but it could not move him, and even admire him. At this time, there is obviously no moving mountain alliance and sea oath, no affectionate gaze, just naturally shoulder to shoulder, but it gives people the feeling that they are just relying on each other until the earth is barren and no one can be separated.

Did his desperate pursuit and killing have fulfilled their love and trust?

Unwilling, resentful, unjust......

Looking at the eyes of the two, they were no longer indifferent, but like sharp arrows, shooting straight at the two, with unspeakable anger and shame.

Before King Yun could speak, Mei Cangming suddenly smiled and said, "Your Royal Highness King Yun, we have only two rotten lives, and we are really ashamed to work thousands of miles of hard work for you." Come and don't be rude, the kid has to work hard to repay His Royal Highness King Yun for this affectionate righteousness! ”

The figure moved, and a grand palm qi rushed straight towards the Cloud King.

No one expected that Mei Cangming would dare to take the initiative to attack under such a disadvantage, and she couldn't react for a while. The Cloud King's mount felt the invincible palm qi from a distance, and with a long hiss, the person stood up. King Yun's eyes froze, and he flew down, his posture was agile, but he was more responsive than his subordinates.

Mei Cangming smiled slightly, her palm momentum remained unchanged, but her momentum was unstoppable. In just a moment, King Yun felt that his breath was suffocating, and the opponent's palm power was like a raging tide, unstoppable, he couldn't help but be shocked, and he didn't want to think about it, his palms were in a semicircle, and the stars were moving, using his strength to fight, and at the same time, he was on tiptoe, floating back, avoiding the palm force, erecting his palm as his chest, and staring at it.

Mei Cangming waved out his palm, and no longer pursued, and squinted at King Yun with a smile: "His Royal Highness King Yun, good kung fu!" ”

King Yun's face instantly turned red, he was ashamed and angry, only to say that Mei Cangming mocked himself, so angry that he could barely control himself and was about to pounce. But his temperament has always been resolute and indifferent, the thought in his mind turned, he took a deep breath, his heart was calm, and his face was like water: "You want to provoke me? ”

Mei Cangming was stunned, her eyes were far away, and she smiled faintly: "You saw through it?" I'm also going to take advantage of your upset heart to fight with me alone, and coerce you to flee for your life! ”

King Yun frowned slightly: "Good idea, good way, it's just, do you think you have a chance?" ”

Mei Cangming shrugged: "You are a good opponent!" ”

A strange feeling suddenly welled up in King Yun's heart, as if the person in front of him was not an enemy he hated in his heart, but an opponent who knew himself, understood himself, and was equal.

The hatred of repentance and humiliation, the hatred of killing one's father and destroying one's family, who is more innocent, who is more sad and resentful, and who owes more to whom?

Shaking his head, the Cloud King sighed. The matter has come to death, and it has long been an endless end. Mei will not die, the clouds will not return, the old oath is still in his ears, even if he was shocked, embarrassed, dissatisfied, and even guilty at the moment when he learned that the Mei and Yi families were full of capital crimes, but how could he not understand the true intention of his father? Everything has already been doomed, even if he wants to stop, he can't do it!

Trying to shake away the guilt that had been haunting his heart, King Yun waved his hand, and dozens of horsemen raised their crossbow bows, and the tips of the cold and shining arrows were aimed at Mei Cangming and Yi Yan.

Mei Cangming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he admired in his heart: He really deserves to be a royal magnate, and even the chain crossbow that is extremely powerful in this army and has always been equipped only by the most elite army can be brought.

smiled casually, looking at the eyes of the people under King Yun, it was a provocation, and he couldn't help but be furious, and a few people couldn't hold their breath, and the crossbow arrows in their hands shot out in a row, as fast as lightning.

In this army, the crossbow arrows were shot nine times in a row, and the arrows were connected to the arrows, and in the blink of an eye, they had arrived in front of them, and they were holding a murderous weapon.

Mei Cangming's long sword in his hand waved up, the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, the posture was elegant, and the moves were like plum blossoms, or lonely, or elegant, or faint, or indifferent, in an instant, the heaven and earth were full of proud plum blooming, and there was a faint fragrance of sleeves.

King Yun has always had a faint puzzled look, and after Mei Cangming's plum blossom sword technique came out, he returned to clarity and calm.

"Hanmei Sword Technique" is certainly one of the unique skills of Zangliu Villa, but only Mei Cangming has learned this set of sword techniques, and even improved it to surpass the achievements of his predecessors. Mei Cangming also relied on this set of swordsmanship to crisscross the rivers and lakes, winning the name of a chivalrous genius.

This set of swordsmanship has a total of eighteen sword paths, the style is exquisite, but in the blink of an eye, dozens of sharp arrows are either missing, or are flying by the long sword.

Mei Cangming's sword pointed at the sky, the sword bloomed, and the whole person looked arrogant and uninhibited, but it was dazzling and dazzling.

But after hearing a cold snort, Mei Cangming squinted at him, and saw a person in a long robe, covered with wind and dust, and his face was very ordinary, at first glance, it was inconspicuous, but he was carrying an iron bow, but his hands were empty, and he never took a bow and drew an arrow.

Mei Cangming smiled: "What advice does Mr. have?" ”

The man walked forward slowly, and said lightly: "But the carving insect skill has not stained Mei Shaoxia's eyes!" His words were clueless, everyone was stunned when they heard it, but for some reason, Mei Cangming couldn't help but laugh and said: "Mr. is a master of archery, although the chain crossbow is powerful, it is just relying on the delicate mechanism, so naturally it does not enter the eyes of Mr.!" It turned out that this person was mocking his poor archery skills, but that person was absolutely qualified to question his archery skills, and everyone only felt ashamed, their faces were flushed, and they bowed their heads and said nothing.

The man basked slightly: "Mei Shaoxia has good eyesight, it's a pity, it's a pity!" His eyes were extremely indifferent, looking at Mei Cangming, but he couldn't help but pass a trace of appreciation and regret.

Mei Cangming smiled freely: "The most difficult thing to live up to the grace of the beauty, there is no complaint in the depths of the love, Mr. said I was a pity, but I want to laugh at Mr. for being stupid!" ”

The man's eyes flashed, he slowly took off the iron bow, took out a carved arrow from the gold-painted quiver, and said coldly: "Since you have no regrets, it's best not to hate!" Before the words fell, the arrow was already on the string, the bow opened like a full moon, the original indifferent expression was swept away, and the awe-inspiring murderous aura instantly filled the audience, a pair of cold eyes, looking at the iron bow and arrow in his hand, shooting fiery eyes, the whole person's popularity was like a sword out of the sheath, where is there still a sense of ordinary bleakness?

Mei Cangming gently pulled a sword flower, stared at the other party's long arrow with a smile, his body did not move, but he had a lazy taste, seeing the eyes of others, only Mei Cangming was arrogant and conceited, and couldn't help but secretly like that he didn't know what to do and didn't understand the situation. But in that person's eyes, he only felt that there was no flaw in the other party's body to take advantage of the void, he stood so easily, but it seemed that heaven and earth were integrated, and the qi that seemed to be absent was faintly scattered in the air, and with his divine sense, it was difficult to sense Mei Cangming's breath.

I was shocked and suspicious in my heart, according to the previous intelligence information, although Mei Cangming can be regarded as a rare genius, but when it comes to martial arts attainments, there is still a big gap between him and the top master, and Mei Cangming in front of him can't even find out the depths, could it be that Mei Cangming has any adventures in this year, so that his martial arts have advanced by leaps and bounds?

The two faced each other quietly, and I don't know how long it took, the man sighed in his heart, since he couldn't find a flaw, he could only attack. With a movement of his hands, a phantom shadow seemed to cut through time and space and shot straight into Mei Cangming's heart.

Mei Cangming's figure moved suddenly, the sword light was like autumn water in the sky, and with a bang, the carved arrow broke in two and fell to the ground. It seemed to be easy and freehand, but Mei Cangming frowned almost imperceptibly. He deliberately took an arrow with a sword, just to test the opponent's strength, but he didn't expect the opponent's speed and strength to be unexpected, he took a long breath, the hundred veins in his body rejuvenated, the internal breath trickled, and the long sword pointed directly, locking the opponent's qi from afar.

The man fired an arrow, and his hands quickly drew the arrow, set the arrow, drew the bow, and pulled the string, only to hear the sound of snorting, and the long arrows seemed to break through the limitations of time and space, turning into a vast phantom. Everyone only felt that there was a big black net in front of them, and they couldn't see how many arrows they had sent, let alone the direction of the arrows, and they crossed a straight or arc trajectory in the air, sealing all the retreats of Mei Cangming before and after.

I only heard a long roar from Mei Cangming, and the eighteen styles of "Hanmei Swordsmanship" unfolded one by one, or like the cold cry of a group of jealous people, or the dark fragrance of the moon shadow dusk floating, or the lonely dust that fell into mud, or like the sparse shadow of the shallow water, the sword light rolled like a lonely peak, and it was like a cloud and mist fluttering, but I could hear the crisp sound of gold and jade hitting each other, and the scattered arrows were piled up, and the audience was shaken by the hearts of the spectators, and a cold sweat was unconsciously in their hands.

The man finished shooting a round of arrows, and wanted to shoot the arrows again, but he only felt that his chest was stagnant, and he was really exhausted, and his arms trembled slightly, and even the simplest bow like a full moon could not do it. He looked at Mei Cangming, who was not chaotic, with a wry smile, envy and surprise in his heart, and was about to open his mouth to admit defeat, but an arrow suddenly flew through the air behind him, shooting straight at Mrs. Mei, who was standing still far away.

That person has always been conceited and unparalleled in archery, and he never wanted to be one-on-one with Mei Cangming, someone intervened, at this time, seeing that the competition was not over, but someone sneaked up on Mrs. Mei, he was furious in his heart, Huo Ran looked back, but saw that King Yun's face was cold, and his eyes were as cold as ice and snow, but there was a raging flame burning in the depths of his eyes, and he was holding an iron bow in his hand, which was the momentum of the arrow.

The man's heart was frozen, and he didn't dare to look at King Yun again, but he couldn't help but lose his mind: "Everyone has never attacked Mrs. Mei, just because she is the person in His Highness's heart, but why did His Highness suddenly make such a ruthless move?" Thinking of the master's treacherous and unpredictable thoughts, even if it is a beloved, if he betrays himself, I am afraid that he will also kill the killer without any scruples, as soon as he thinks of this, he can't help but shudder, and the phrase "accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger" came to his mind, but he forcibly suppressed it, and he didn't dare to think about it.

Mei Cangming's eyes caught a glimpse of the long arrow rushing towards Yi Yan, and hurriedly turned around, swept towards Yi Yan, and waved the long sword in his hand, splitting the long arrow. He looked at Yi Yan, exhaled, and was about to open his mouth to ask if she was okay, when Yi Yan's expression suddenly changed, and the word "careful" had not yet been called, and Mei Cangming's ears had already heard the sound of breaking through the sky, and for a moment he couldn't tell how many sharp arrows were shooting directly from all over the world.

Mei Cangming turned around, stretched out her hand to hug Yi Yan, and the long sword danced into a piece of brilliance, protecting the whole body of the two of them. I don't know how many swords I swung or how many arrows I blocked. The people who send the arrows are all first-class masters of martial arts, and the real power attached to the sharp arrows is so strong, Mei Cangming every time he picks, blocks, and splits a sharp arrow, it costs a point of true power, and hundreds of sharp arrows are blocked down, with Mei Cangming's endurance, he can't help but feel numb in his hands and arms, and secretly complain.

He parryed the arrows and unconsciously retreated to the edge of the cliff. The rain of arrows attacked wave after wave, making him almost out of breath, and finally the rain of arrows finally stopped, the soles of his feet were weak, and Yi Yan hurriedly reached out to grab him. Looking up, dozens of people gathered in a circle, stubbornly guarding the retreat from front to left, looking at themselves expressionlessly, as if in their eyes, they were already dead.

Mei Cangming took Yi Yan's hand and smiled slightly. He was already handsome, but this smile was free and uninhibited, like a cloud scattering the sunrise, illuminating the world, and everyone was almost so bright that they couldn't open their eyes.

King Yun's heart moved slightly, and his heart, which had always been cold and indifferent, couldn't help but let out a sigh. Such a demeanor, such a light, is actually a worldly peerless demeanor, forcing the beautiful and soft Yi Yan around him to lose her style, it is simply dim in an instant.

But this moment of admiration made King Yun even more embarrassed and hateful, his eyes flashed, and he restrained all his emotions, and suddenly there was no sadness, no joy, no resentment, and he just said indifferently: "After all, you can't escape my palm even if you have wings!" ”

Mei Cangming raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Wrong! ”

"Oh? Is there anything else you can't do? ”

Mei Cangming shook her head: "What fool do you think would dare to risk angering His Royal Highness the Cloud King to save our insignificant little people?" He turned his head to stare at Yi Yan, the two looked at each other, as if they had a tacit understanding and understanding that others could not express, but he heard Yi Yan smile and say, "You decide!" ”

A strange feeling surged through King Yun's heart, but seeing them step by step back hand in hand, no matter how stupid King Yun was, he also understood their next step, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Behind is the cliff ......"

Mei Cangming interrupted with a smile: "It's just a dead ear, at least I'm still free!" He smiled and glanced deeply at King Yun, "His Royal Highness King Yun, if your life is unsatisfactory, nine times out of ten, not everyone and everything can be controlled for you as you wish!" Life is so hard, why let hatred dominate your life, let go when you have to let go! With a long laugh, two snuggled figures jumped into the vastness.

The Cloud King hurriedly shouted: "No-" Rushing to the edge of the cliff, only to see that the clouds and mist under the cliff were shrouded, and it was impossible to see how deep the bottom of the cliff was, and the two of them jumped down like this, almost certain death.

I thought that by killing the person who insulted me, I would be able to regain my previous empty and indifferent state of mind, but at this moment, seeing my enemy and lover die in front of me like this, I didn't have the expected joy at all, just indescribable tiredness and emptiness.

Hate? Of course.

Love? Once.

Resentment? Maybe.

It's just, why isn't he happy at all?!

But I heard a voice ask softly: "Your Highness, do we want to send someone down......

He shook his head, whether they were alive or dead, what else did it mean to him?

His life, his fate, why does he have to be entangled with such two inconspicuous people? So much time has been wasted, so why continue to obsess? Do you have to see two bloody and unrecognizable corpses with your own eyes to truly relieve your hatred?

The corners of his lips hooked slightly, he thought, he shouldn't be so mad, right?

Looking back at the cliff deeply, he said coldly: "Go back to the capital!" ”