On the tenth day of Xiao Yu's coma, Xiao Yu woke up.

Although he tried his best to delay the seven-day period, he was still worshiped by the five spirits, and the remaining two spirits didn't know how long they could last, so he wanted to take advantage of the time when he was still awake at the last time to see his relatives around him.

Lin Yinping was the first to know, when she came back, she saw Xiao Yu struggling to sit up from the bed, how could there be any invincible spirit in the realm of heaven and man, like a mortal sick man, he couldn't even control his body. At this time, Xiao Yu had already shown the disease of leaving the soul, although the three souls were still there and he was conscious, but the seven spirits had gone to the five spirits, and they were not far from the body and soul.

Xiao Yu didn't try to get out of bed, he was destined to not be able to stand up anyway, he just leaned on the pillow and rubbed his cheeks.

He felt very sleepy, his eyelids seemed to be heavy, his vision was blurred, and at the same time, his mind was messy, and many dusty past events came to his mind, remembering his mother's face that had gradually blurred, the flying and domineering that ran rampant in the Eastern Capital when he was young, the first time he saw in the Eastern Capital Qiutai, the two white-clothed ones had their own merits, and he remembered the small courtyard when he was down, and the bleak lakeside building that couldn't make a fire.

At the end of life, I will always think of too many people and too many things, and I will pass by like a white horse in a flash. In the end, after thinking about it, I still feel most sorry for the woman who has gone through countless ups and downs with me.

Although he and her were barely considered to share weal and sorrow and wealth, but then they were really rich, and some of the tastes changed, she became suspicious and jealous, he became unkind, and the two quarreled all day long, like a crack in a mirror. The man lost the patience of the year, less gentle and soft-spoken, and more indifferent and perfunctory. The woman lost the gentleness of the past, less empathetic, and more sad self-pity.

It's just that whenever he sees a woman frowning slightly because of the illness left by her early years, he will still worry fiercely, he will think of the interdependence of the past, he will think of the love of the year, and he will regret, blame himself, and feel guilty.

If she died, what would she do? Looking at all the people in power in the northwest, Xu Lin, Min Xing, Lan Yu, Xiao Jin, Lin Han, Han Xiong, Wei Ban, Qu Cang, Li Rusong, Zhuge Gong, there are many wolf ambitions, but few are loyal and good ministers. Xiao Yu paid for himself If he died, I am afraid that only Zhuge Gong and Qu Cang would stay by Lin Yinping's side, as for the others, it really depends on how many catties and taels are left in his conscience. As for the Taiji on the grassland, when Xiao Yu was alive, they wanted Lin Yinping to stand up for themselves, so naturally they wanted to provide for Her Royal Highness the Princess, but Xiao Yu is not alive, who would put a woman who died in the eyes of a man, I am afraid that the mind is more lively, and they will rob the princess to learn from Xiao Lie to bring the Son of Heaven and order the princes!

It's time to prepare.

Xiao Yu turned his head slowly, and then saw Lin Yinping.

Lin Yinping looked at him cautiously, and after a long time, he asked in a low voice, "Xiao Yu, are you awake?"

cautiously, as if he was afraid of scaring Xiao Yu away.

Xiao Yu stretched out his hand, his palm trembled uncontrollably, patted the edge of the bed, and said softly: "Yinping, come and sit." ”

Lin Yinping sat on the edge of the bed and gently held his hand.

Xiao Yu took a closer look at her, and said with a weak smile: "Yinping, the makeup on your face is so thick, this is not like you." ”

Lin Yinping forced a smile and said, "It's good-looking." ”

Xiao Yu was silent, and then said slowly: "Yinping, I know what you want to ask, I was indeed plotted by others this time, I'm afraid my life will not be long, there are some things I have to explain to you." ”

Lin Yinping's expression slowly froze, like a pool of spring water encountering a harsh winter.

Then she lowered her head, her shoulders began to shrug slightly, and the sobs were not loud, but they were clearly audible in the quiet of the room.

Xiao Yu patted her shoulder tremblingly, and said with a forced smile: "Don't be too sad, maybe there will be a turnaround, or listen to me first." ”

Lin Yinping restrained his crying, raised his head expressionlessly, his face was already covered with tears, and the tears in his eyes were still flowing silently, more and more, and he spent makeup, revealing his original pale complexion.

Xiao Yu wanted to reach out and take her into his arms, but he didn't, not because his body was weak, but because his soul was weak, and his control over his body was getting lower and lower, just like a child wearing the armor of an adult, every movement was very difficult.

Xiao Yu pondered for a moment, and after a little wording, he said: "Yinping, if I die in the present, where will the northwest go in the future, whether it will be destroyed or change course, I, a dead person, can not care, but you are different, you are my wife, you still have my child in your belly, and I am a husband and a father......"

Xiao Yu paused, "I'm really ashamed of you." ”

Lin Yinping pursed his lips tightly and did not speak.

At this time, in the house, the anger was extremely depressed and bleak, Xiao Yu reached out and pinched the corner of his lips again, and continued: "There is a saying in officialdom, called 'The wife is dead, and the hall is full, and the master is dead, no one lifts it', after I am not there, you don't want to love power and leave the northwest." By the way, what about Xiao Jinren?"

Lin Yinping said in a low voice: "I locked it up." ”

Xiao Yu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head helplessly: "I originally wanted you to go to the Eastern Capital with Xiao Jin, but Xiao Jin is a grudge-holding character, and Xiao Lie's side is not peaceful, so forget it." ”

Xiao Yu's vision became more and more blurred, and he couldn't see Lin Yinping's appearance clearly, he could only see a hazy outline of light and shadow, and said with a forced smile: "Let's go to defend the country when things can't be done, no matter how chaotic the Central Plains is, it won't affect there, and we have a bit of a love affair with the Murong family and the Ye family, and the lonely temperament of the other major families will not embarrass you as a lonely and weak woman." ”

Xiao Yu finally closed his eyes slowly, his voice was indistinct, getting lower and lower, "You take the feather coat to defend the country, let Xiao Yue follow Xiao Jin back to the Eastern Capital, don't worry about me." ”

When the words fell, Xiao Yu fell asleep again.

Lin Yinping subconsciously pushed him, but didn't get any response.

The woman seemed to have completely recognized the reality, lowered her eyes, her eyes were gloomy, and her whole person's spirit completely collapsed.

Snow is falling outside the hospital.

This long-accumulated heavy snow came extremely fiercely, not only in Zhongdu, but also in the entire Xiheyuan.

It is precisely because of this snow that the originally precarious Xihe battlefield has a chance to breathe.

The snow was too big, and as far as the eye could see, it was all white, and the herdsmen had heard that Wei Ban had already heard that Wei Ban was a heavy soldier, so he set up camp and did not give Wei Ban a chance.

At the same time, a green shirt crossed the West River Plains in the heavy snow.

Snowflakes fall like a curtain, falling under the base of the city wall of Zhongdu and on the mottled city wall.

The young Taoist finally came here, silently looking at the towering city walls of Zhongdu, which was as high as a mountain.

He was still wearing the cyan Dao robe, but now the Dao robe was full of fine and dense sword marks, and even some of the sword marks still had dried black blood stains, making him lose the prestige of the former Dao Sect leader, but like a down-and-out wandering Daoist.

Akiba stopped and looked back, and a middle-aged man in a blue robe appeared not far behind him.

Qiu Ye held the water dragon with his backhand and said in a deep voice: "Zhang Chongguang." ”

The person who came was Zhang Chongguang, the head of the Sword Sect's Punishment Division who replaced Shangguan Xianchen and was in charge of the Sword Sect's affairs, he held a bloodstained frost Tianxiao horn in his hand, and said calmly: "The real person of the Palm Sect is about to ascend, Xiao Yu is about to die, and Ye Xian's nephew is still obsessed!?"

Zhang Chongguang glanced at the towering city wall behind Qiu Ye, and said in a deep voice: "Hand over the Dutian Seal, I will save your life in Brother Ye's face." ”

Autumn leaves didn't speak, the green dragon in his hand turned, and countless snowflakes moved, and a sword rolled up a thousand layers of snow, turning snow into a sword.

Zhang Chongguang snorted lightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

On the snow in front of Akiba, a pair of footprints appeared.

A cold sword light suddenly appeared, then vanished.

A metal crash sounded.

Autumn leaves raised their eyebrows slightly, and blocked Zhang Chongguang's sword with the green dragon chant in his hand.

Then came a series of metal swings and crashes.

Qiu Ye blessed himself with the power of the Heavenly Seal, barely blocking Zhang Chongguang's fierce sword momentum, but the danger in the middle was even more terrifying than the pursuit a few days ago.

With a sonorous sound, the two figures separated.

Zhang Chongguang's expression was still the same, but there was a new half-foot-long wound on Qiu Ye's chest, which showed flesh and blood.