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It was late at night, and the small pass of Menshan was shrouded in a quiet and peaceful firelight. The defenders of the city ate wine and barbecue, sang and laughed, and danced. And Yan Xishan fell into darkness after the intoxicating sunset.

The white-haired tiger is still lying on the top of the mountain, it is still not used to living in a crowded place, not to mention that it kills during the day, injuring a lot of soldiers in Fengguan Mangcheng, it will only make the army discouraged by entering the city at this moment, and it is more likely to re-ignite the conflict.

However, the emperor did not enter the city, but Luo Huaixin could not recuperate from his injuries with peace of mind. No matter how much the other party's kung fu is higher than his own, but under the duty of a soldier, he is the protector after all. After hastily bandaging, Luo Huaixin poured a few sips of liquor instead of the wound medicine. He took out the shadow chasing horse, gritted his teeth and went to Yan Xishan again.

I don't know if the new emperor has been swallowed by the white-haired spotted tiger, Luo Huaixin stepped on the top of the mountain, but was stunned by the scene in front of him.

There was an empty wooden bucket beside the white-haired spotted tiger, and it looked like someone had drawn water from the river below the mountain to wipe the blood off Bai Xue's body. Today's snow is as pure and immaculate as snow, reflecting the silver moonlight, as beautiful as a painting, and it is true that there is a moving danger hidden in this painting.

And the dignified Emperor of the Western Dynasty was lying on the forearm of this behemoth at this moment, sleeping unsuspectingly. He slept soundly, even lightly, and it seemed that he had not slept so well for a long time, so that no one could bear to disturb him, even though it was so unreasonable.

"Scholar Du is also here?" Luo Huaixin realized that he was not the only one gathered on the top of the mountain, and he was not the only one who was helpless about the situation in front of him. Du Ren's wheelchair was closest to Han Feng, and the one holding the wheelchair was Qingqiu, who was dressed in black.

She stripped of her silver armor and wore a pitch-black garment, blending in with the night, like a ghost, but more intimidating than a ghost. The daytime passed in too much hurry, and now that he thinks about it, Luo Huaixin realized that he had several contacts with Qingqiu, she took her hand, and she had "hugged" her, but unfortunately she didn't grasp the opportunity at that time, and she didn't know when the next time would be.

But no matter what, the distance between the two should be closer than ever.

With such expectations, Luo Huaixin got off the horse, walked to Qingqiu's side, and asked in a low voice, "Why doesn't the girl have a good rest?"

"Scholar Du, girl......" Qingqiu smiled indifferently, his eyes rolling, "General Luo, I'm really not used to being called like this." With that, she looked at the white-haired tiger and the invisible night in the night, "I wanted to know more about them, and I thought that no one was there at night, so I came here." I didn't expect this place to be more lively than the inside of Menshan Xiaoguan. ”

Du Lun also turned his head and said softly: "The villain and the saint have not seen each other for a long time, and they miss it very much. Seeing that he arrived, he did not enter the customs, and only had to accompany him on the mountain. He paused, yawned, and said with a wry smile, "Looks like we're going to stay with you until dawn tomorrow." ”

Luo Huaixin scratched his head and said, "Won't you catch a cold if you sleep like this on the mountain?"

"No, it won't. But it was someone behind him who answered the question. Zhan Zhongqi drove the green horse up the mountain staggeringly, full of helplessness: "It's too noisy in the pass, but it's still comfortable on the mountain." Ha ha...... You're all here!" he wasn't afraid of waking Han Feng up, so he still spoke in a normal voice. And Han Feng didn't wake up, but Bai Xue heard his voice and grunted a few times in her throat, as if sighing.

"It's been three years so soon. Zhan Zhongqi walked to Bai Xue's side as if no one was around, picked up a thick piece of hair and lay down, "I miss that time very much." This kid also recalls the day of Hongyuan. He didn't say anything more, and Luo Huaixin and the three of them knew that they couldn't ask more. Now that the emperor and the king are determined to sleep on the mountain, the three of them looked at each other, Qingqiu retreated first, leaving Du Lun and Luo Huaixin to wait for the peak and wait for the sunrise.

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It's a sweet dream.

In the dream, there is no white child, there are no repeated pictures, no gunsmoke and war, no dead people, no screams.

In the dream, there is only a bright smile like the sun.

Above the Hongyuan, there are starlight. Even Calamity was beautiful on a night like this, and behind him was warmer and more comfortable than ever. The back that had always been straight was finally able to relax, and the stiff torso and nerves were soothed.

There is not much to look at him, there is no responsibility, there is no betrayal, there is no need to worry about danger, and there is no need to worry about being unable to bear it. Even if I break through my obstacles, I don't have the ease and happiness I have now.

At this time, in this dream, there is no fetters of formations, no unclear cause and effect, and no clear qi of heaven and earth. At that time, he didn't understand these things, but he was able to be moved by a simple smile and remember it for a lifetime.

So simple, so beautiful.

Unfortunately, it was just a dream.

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Zhan Zhongqi listened to Han Feng's deep breathing, and secretly sighed "hard", but looked at Luo Huaixin, who was standing like a javelin not far away, and couldn't help but smile again.

While the old prince was still asleep, Du Lun reverently asked for all the knowledge about the formation. However, what Du Lun didn't expect was that Zhan Zhongqi did not appreciate his achievements this time, but talked about many points of the water formation in the water on the water potential under the mountain.

Durham was not an ignorant mediocrity, he was sensitive to the future and looked south while studying hard.

However, on such a night, the southern end of Changmen Mountain in the north also sent a battle report to Fengguan Mangcheng, and Manghou, who had just finished inspecting Chengguan, had his eyes shining and trembling, not knowing whether he was excited or excited.

The Northern Dynasty once again challenged the imperial capital, and after the autumn harvest, gathered 100,000 troops and approached Luoyan Pass.

At that time, the beacons of Luoyan Pass were full of flames, and the sound of killing continued. However, above the nine skies that people can't see, a huge snow sculpture hides its huge shadow through the night.

It was the beginning of a killing and the beginning of a catastrophe. (End of volume)

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