On the shore of Mirror Lake, the tomb of Tuoba. Wu Suwen said this to Ye Wen and the three of them with a slight apology, and just looked at the three of them quietly, with no less smile on his face.

"What are you talking about!" Chu Wensheng was the first to speak, his mood was unstable, and the light of the silver snake with thousands of wisps of sword in both arms flashed suddenly, showing the hideous posture of a tiger standing on a dragon plate.

"I'm sorry, but on the shore of Mirror Lake, the tomb of Tuoba Feng. The same meaning, Wu Suwen repeated it seriously, this time with Tuoba Feng's name.

Chu Wensheng's eyes instantly burst out of the infinite desire to fight, and the sword qi in his body was so raging that Ye Wen's cheeks hurt.

Bai Suxin raised her right hand and suppressed Chu Wensheng's irritability, although she was not feeling good in her heart at the moment, for Tuoba Feng, in her heart, it was as if she was her own brother, but at this moment, it was rumored that Tuoba Feng was dead?

"You promised, you won't take the initiative to attack the Sword Sect people. Although Bai Suxin didn't believe what Wu Suwen said, she even noticed that there was a trace of conviction in her heart. On the other hand, she felt that in Xiliang, or in the entire Kyushu, there were many people who Tuoba Feng couldn't beat, but it was always okay to run if they couldn't beat it, and there were no regulations similar to sword destruction and death in the Sword Sect's instructions. In the rivers and lakes, there is a comeback all the time.

"Spring water thatched cottage, rather light. After Wu Suwen left this sentence, the whole person disappeared in the ripples like a reflection in the mirror, and there was no trace of him in the eyes of Ye Wen and the others.

"Ning Qing, how is it possible, haha. Chu Wensheng laughed dryly and said, I don't know if he was comforting himself or others, but coincidentally, the three of them had a trace of information in their hearts that they didn't dare to admit.

"I'll go get something, and we'll go at once. Chu Wensheng wanted to adjust the atmosphere, but found that even his shadow reflected on the surface of Yuebanhu Lake was glaring angrily, as hideous as the demon king of the mixed world, so he simply said with interest.

After returning to the branch of the Sword Sect of the Star Luo Pavilion, and stuffing a classic book in his arms, Chu Wensheng hurried back, and went out of the Martial Emperor City with Ye Wenbai and Su Xin, and returned to the Martial Emperor Plateau. Ye Wen noticed at this time that the thread-bound book that Chu Wensheng had in his arms was the one in Wu Suwen's hand when they saw Wu Suwen in the Xingluo Pavilion Branch. Before you know it, do you already believe that Wu Su asked?

As soon as he saw the light of day, Bai Suxin hurriedly pulled Chu Wensheng up, hurriedly said sorry to Ye Wen, and the two stepped on the three-foot long sword and left.

Ye Wen didn't mind these at all, he found an open space to sit down in this place where the lake was warm and the outside world was icy and snowy, thinking in his mind what Wu Su meant by the last sentence he left.

"Maybe we'll all end up in the same place. "What does Wu Su mean by asking the same way?

"Phew. An eagle's cry resounded throughout the empty world.

Ye Wen didn't have time to think much about the meaning of Wu Suwen, and an eagle falcon like an arrow landed on his arm, and the eagle falcon had a scroll of paper tied to it. Ye Wen frowned and opened the scroll, and sighed with a dim look in his eyes.

"Jianghu? O maidservant of the temple. Ye Wen's eyes became firm and cold.

There wasn't much information on the scroll of paper left by the falcon, but this falcon had been hovering in the sky for a long time, and finally waited for Ye Wen to appear, and then conveyed the information to Ye Wen.

This kind of eagle falcon has been used in the border army of the Wu Dynasty since ancient times, whether it is the Wuzi Wang Banner on the Beimang Line or the Yang Family Army in the south. But to appear in the land of Xiliang, five years ago, there was only Ye Jiajun, and five years later, there will only be the Fuxing Society and the Scarlet Brotherhood.

There are two pieces of news on the scroll: one is that Tuoba Feng died, Chunshui Caotang Ning lightly moved, and the new commander of the Dark Clothes Guard, Wu Suwen, Hu Ning's light life, and the other is that Wu Mu Ye Bin's first son, Ye Wu, appeared. Without any notice from the Fuxing Society, he appeared near the Imperial City of Xiliangwu.

"I said that the Ye family army must not appear within a hundred miles of the Western Liangwu Emperor City, my brother!" Ye Wu pinched the paper roll in the palm of his hand and crushed the paper roll, his eyes were subtle.

"A lot of right and wrong depends on your surname Ye, don't pursue it, I hope you don't step on the minefield, otherwise, if you want to die, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

On the shore of Mirror Lake, there is heavy snow outside the lakeside, and the snow does not fall on the lakeside.

Maybe it was the heavens who were grieving and pitying for Tuoba Feng, or maybe it was the god of the northern alien race praying for him, or maybe it was the opportunity left by Wu Su before leaving, and the people did not disappear after a few days and nights, just like the ice sculpture flower with a different shape, which was still as cold as new at this moment.

Wu Qi leaned his back against the ice-carved tombstone, his black hair was messily placed on his face, his eyes were blank, and his face was flushed with a blush unlike ordinary people. Covered in damp soil, it is completely different from the personable Ruyujia son on weekdays.

Half of the lake water and half of the ice, it is the current Mirror Lake, intercepted and broken in the middle of the Mirror Lake, and the general lake water towards Tuoba Feng's tomb is as warm as spring, just like Tuoba Feng, while the other half is as hard and cold as ice as Ning Qing, condensed for thousands of years, and has never melted.

Wu Qi's fingers were still stuck in the damp and warm soil, as if he was touching the body temperature of the person buried in the ground, and the surroundings were as warm as summer, but Wu Qi didn't want to see such a scene at all, what he wanted was not such comfort after the death of others, and for the mourning after the loss of ideals, if he could, wouldn't it be good if everything was stopped before it happened?

If life is a snowflake that must be melted, then what he hopes is not to melt away due to human factors like now, even if it is so magnificent, but is it not good to let the spring sun melt him?

He couldn't figure it out. Is the belief he has adhered to since he was a child wrong, or is it the world that is wrong?

How long did Wu Qi sit down in front of Tuoba Feng's tomb, and Yang Zongbao stayed here for as long as he could, a pot full of Qiong Yao wine carrying his memorial to Tuoba Feng, and immersed himself in the ground; Yang Zongbao didn't speak, and the ice on his face became more and more cold.

"How long are you going to cry here?" Finally, after the two were silent for a long time, Yang Zongbao spoke, in this land where Tuoba Feng was buried, the more he stayed, the more uncomfortable he felt, he joined the army at the age of fourteen, and it has been nearly ten years, unlike ordinary generals, he entered the army for the first time, he didn't use his real name, nor did he carry any honor from the Yang Gate of Tianbo Mansion, starting from the forefront of the Beimang border, people were dying every day, and sometimes he didn't even know when he would be the corpse that fell, because he was the Yang Gate of Tianbo Mansion.

In the first few years, he went back to the still blood-red land and wept at the huge mound of clothes, but in the end, he got used to it, dead people? Aren't human beings beasts who can't sing the praises of life without sacrifice? Sometimes, life is just the words and sentences of those who hold the pen in their hands, and it is a pity that the meaning of life cannot be depicted in the thick pen and ink. Loyalty to the monarch and serving the country is nothing more than that.

Eventually, he gradually got used to serving a pot of wine to everyone who died, hoping that their afterlife would not be so obscure, and that they would not be so inferior to dogs. Therefore, he chose to believe what Wu Qi said to him, he chose to look forward to the picture that Wu Qi painted for him, even if the possibility in his heart was so invisible, he still stubbornly chose to believe.

Aren't the people of Beimang and Kyushu all people? So, although he and Tuoba Feng have only been together for a short time, he likes the feeling of getting along very much, not the overflowing love of men and women, just getting along happily.

"Crying, sorrowful, when have I ever shed such a disgusting thing?" Wu Qi raised his head, and the firmness in the depths of his eyes finally let go of Yang Zongbao's heart.

"Oh, yes. The glowing, sticky feeling was almost uncomfortable for Tuoba to stay underneath. If he goes, let him go well. Yang Zongbao comforted awkwardly, but more of a choice to give Tuoba Feng a good way.

Hearing Yang Zongbao say this, Wu Qi was stunned for a moment, slowly raised his head, and pulled out his right hand from the wet soil, his nails were full of mud, and his palms were also full of mud, but he didn't care about reaching out and brushing the hair covering his face behind his ears, leaving fine mud on his face.

"Zong Bao, you say, when a person dies, is there really an afterlife? When a person dies, will there really be a soul? When a person dies, will he definitely watch from the sky?" Wu Qi was confused at this moment, because of himself, because he needed the rivers and lakes to still be a temple maid after registration, just because he needed the carved dragon chair under his ass to sit steadily, Tuoba Feng died, and died without fault. He wants to laugh so much, just for the sake of a so-called future, he will erase the future of others.

"Maybe there is, maybe not, who knows. People die irreparably, and all we can do is to live their share and bear their share of responsibility, which is an eternal iron law in the army, so we never cry for the death of our comrades. Yang Zongbao gave Wu Qi a plausible answer.

"Ah, yes, who knows what happens after a person dies. Wu Qi looked up to the sky and sighed.

A purple sword light flashed, falling from the air, and the two people revealed their figures from the purple sword light, Chu Wensheng and Bai Suxin finally arrived at the fastest speed after using all their strength, and after falling to the ground, Bai Suxin even needed Chu Wensheng's support to stand firm.

Although they didn't believe it, Chu Wensheng and Bai Suxin still saw the tombstone of the ice sculpture. Chu Wensheng ignored Wu Qi and Yang Zongbao, and walked in front of Tuoba Feng, the silver snake in his arm skyrocketed, and Tuoba Feng revealed his appearance from the tomb, the unwillingness on his face was lifelike.

Chu Wensheng stretched out his hand to put Tuoba Feng's quilt on his body, and his voice was choked,

"Tuoba, let's go home. ”