Sunset Trail

Who has ever sighed, the sea and mountains, the world is a hundred turns, all the hot is thin and cool, and suddenly looking back is a streamer,

It's just that the wind is long for thousands of miles, dyed with vicissitudes, whose mountains and rivers have become the past?

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The remnant sun slopes westward, the wind is cold, this mountain range connecting Mobei and the Central Plains, no one has set foot for many years, the desolate and bleak atmosphere, and the lonely and cold meaning of this deep winter season, is unusually compatible. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Jingle Bell ......

The crisp camel bell, like the beautiful voice of the girl in the desert north, was clear and melodious, and flew into the mountains where the thousands of mountains towered, drawing the boundary between the rich Central Plains and the barren desert north. At the northwest end of the mountain, in the desolate desert where the Gobi was killing each other, a team of dozens of people walked slowly towards this place amid the smoke and dust flying in the sky and the sound of camel bells that could be heard in the distance.

In the desert, there is a legend that if you hang a bell on your camel's body, you will be protected by the god of stars and moon, and you will not lose your direction in the vast desert, and you can go straight to your goal.

Therefore, the camel bell is melodious, the Mobei girl, thousands of miles of wind and sand, don't forget it...... It is a beautiful story that all scholars and knights in the Southern Central Plains want to see and experience with their own eyes.

There was only one camel cart in this team, and it was tightly guarded in the center by twenty-three burly men riding camels, dressed in coarse linen clothes and wearing black hats, and showing the vicissitudes of life in the dust.

The camel cart has been seriously eroded by the wind and sand, and the person driving the cart is a white-haired old man with a yellow face, a wrinkled face, and a sickly look. The bell of the camel was hung on the eaves of the dilapidated camel cart, and the camel cart swayed and stopped, and jingled and jingled, which also made the dull hearts of the people more active.

"The world is the most impermanent, just like the cold rain and late wind, the bleak wind and bitter rain occupy the years, suddenly look back, the forest flowers Xie Chunhong, the beauty provokes the twilight, and the mountains and rivers have been seen through. In this life, I don't even dare to ...... a melancholy sigh."

Stepping into the mountain trail, it also means that this team that has gone through a lot of hardships and crossed the vast desert is about to enter the rich and beautiful Central Plains, and it seems that they can finally get rid of something.

The voice was gentle and elegant, but it was majestic, but no matter how it was decorated, it could not hide the vicissitudes of life that had become melancholy due to the fatigue of the journey and the depression in my heart.

The curtain of the dilapidated car was slowly opened, and a handsome man in a brocade robe, a high crown of jewels and jade, a resolute face, and a sword eyebrows poked his head out slightly.

The handsome man seemed to be a little tired, squinting slightly, looking at the surrounding mountains and dense forests, and sighing more and more. In the carriage, next to the handsome man, there was also a baby wrapped in swaddling clothes.

The baby seemed to be only a few months old, and his body might have become thinner than the average baby because of the long journey and not enough breastfeeding, but this team was unusual, and although the baby seemed to be in a bad state, he was in fact much better nourished than too many babies in the world.

"The prince is so depressed, the old man is really ashamed of His Majesty's entrustment to me!" The white-haired old man with a yellow face and thin muscles said in an indifferent tone, he didn't want the noble prince in the carriage to be depressed, saying that he was ashamed of His Majesty, but in fact he was euphemistically admonishing that prince, if he had such a mentality, he was really ashamed of his father's expectations.

"My father is a generation of Ming monarchs, who have been in charge of the fire for more than 100 years, and the people in the country live and work in peace and contentment, from the border to Dingyang, all of them are the prosperity of the country and the people. Can...... Even so, it was still said that it would be destroyed, and it didn't even have the slightest power to resist. What can I do for him, the most useless of his five children, for him and for me to leave the land of fire?"

In the carriage, the prince who is nearly half a hundred years old has long since lost his usual state of wind and snow, at this moment, he has too much hatred, too much bitterness, too much resentment, and too much helplessness hidden in his heart, silent brewing for months, erupting at this moment, it is like opening the floodgates, and it is cathartic in an instant.

However, although there is an explosion after silence, what is the difference between such a negative will and death?

King Anle, from his title, you can understand what else can you do except be pampered and content with pleasure?

Of course, if the Vulcan Dynasty has not been destroyed, King Anle's romance in this life can still be praised and emulated by talented and beautiful women and merry knights in future generations. But it's a pity that his life as King Anle seems to be not good, and he only lived to be fifty-three years old, and he had a good time in his upright life, but he faced the tragic experience of the collapse of the Divine Dynasty and the slaughter of his relatives.

"The red world is miserable, there are too many regrets and pains, maybe this feeling is more terrible than death, but everything is not an excuse for your cowardice. Lord, among His Majesty's five children, only you and King Anding were able to escape this catastrophe, and the rest of the princes and princes were already in the catastrophe. If you can't cheer up, the small country away from the fire will forever become history! Your father, your eldest brother, your third sister, and your little sister, the things they have guarded with their lives will never exist in this world!" the white-haired old man whispered, his expression still indifferent, and no emotion appeared on his face.

He has lived for one hundred and fifty-eight years, and he has already seen too many lives and deaths, joys and sorrows, ups and downs, and ups and downs...... Therefore, even this country that he can protect with his life has fallen, and he has not felt too much sentimentality.

Of course, there will still be disappointments and pains.

That year, he promised the woman in the red wedding dress that he would protect the Fire Country forever for her!

Now, he has broken his promise......

"The second brother and the little sister must still be alive, and they will definitely not ......" The person in the carriage became more and more excited.

"Even so, do you want them to bear the heavy responsibility of recovering the country!" The white-haired old man's mood fluctuated rarely, and before the prince in the carriage finished speaking, he roared angrily, his voice was hoarse, with unspeakable vicissitudes, but it was unusually loud, like a lion's roar, which made the entire mountain range reverberate for a long time, which was really terrifying.

Although he drove the car, he was not an ordinary servant who drove the car, and his identity was that even the emperor of the Fire Country did not dare to slack off.

The white-haired old man's voice obviously frightened the camels in the team, but just when these camels began to be restless, the moment the white-haired old man raised his right hand, it was like a surging tide that had stopped abruptly, and he directly returned to a calm state.

On top of the camels, twenty-three burly men wearing hats turned around, and through the black veil of their hats, they quietly stared at the carriage in the center.

If they are fifty iron horses, if they are just alive for such an unbearable prince, it is better to die in Dingyang City together with the 200,000 tiger and wolf army from Lihuo!

"Flowers wither only for a moment, people don't waste in their youth, if there are eight or nine unsatisfactory things in the world, but at least there can be the last one or two worth treating. Lord Wang, your last one or two are just young enough, and there will be a long, long period of time waiting for you in the future! If you waste this time again, then there will really be nothing! Besides, the group of people who subverted the Fire Country are so powerful and cruel, can you bear to let your second brother who likes sage Confucianism, and the only sister who is innocent and ignorant of the world, face it? They won't be like you, they will definitely try to restore the country, against that group of people, at that time, if you can't help them, do you still have the face to look in the northwest direction?!"

"Grandpa Broken Sword, ...... me?" King An Le was speechless for a moment.

He is the King of Anle, to put it bluntly, he is a self-defeating prince, drunk all day long, spending all day and drinking, and often losing his temper with the Emperor Lihuo. Although, he also quietly worked hard to practice in secret, whether it was the Bible of the former sages who ruled the world and saved the country, or the family heirloom "Leaving the Fire God Dao Decision", he never put it down for a day. But it's precisely because of his cowardly temperament that he doesn't dare to put it on the bright side!

"Alas, Lord Wang, you are gifted and qualified, only fifty-four years old, the Purple Mansion has already grown with purple qi, and there is a faint hint of turning into a pill! Such a speed is rare to see in a thousand years, what are you afraid of! To be honest, if you want revenge, among the remnants of the fire, only you have this possibility!"

In the car, the bell is dingling, the camel is chirping, the white-haired old man is lightly raising the long whip, with a hatred of iron and steel on his face, such a good seedling, just like a girl, no, weaker than a girl, he really can't stand it!

"Grandpa Broken Sword, I understand!" King An Le is not really weak, but he used to be humble in the royal family before, and at this time, he will not be the same as before.

"This is a bit Gu Tian's appearance, remember, you are his species, he didn't care before, but you must not lose his face in the future!" said the white-haired old man with a smile on his face, touching the white beard on the side of his mouth.

"In fact, when it comes to talent, Xiao Wang thinks that he is not as good as my child......" Speaking of talent, King An Le couldn't help but look down at the baby wrapped in swaddling clothes, although the child is thin, but there is a natural charm, and a little red light appears in the center of his eyebrows.

This red light is not visible to mortals, only blood relatives or advanced cultivators can detect it.

"It's a pity that this is not the time to talk about this child, alas......" The white-haired old man suddenly sighed, and there was a cold murderous aura on the twenty-three burly men around him!

"Sure enough, this road is the real battlefield! Grandpa Broken Sword, it seems that if you want to step into the Central Plains safely, you can't completely eradicate these guys who follow your heels!"

"The desert is cold and the sand is cold, the scorching sun shines on the gall, the heaven and the earth are the soul mounds, and life and death are not happy! They are so forced to send us to a dead end, then we have no choice but to fight against the water......

In front of the path, ten people in black armor stood indifferently, and there was a murderous blood atmosphere.

"Those who hand over the babies of the atavistic bloodline, do not kill!"

The vines and grass in the mountains dance without wind......