The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim.

This is a poem made by Xiao Lie during the Lantern Festival in his early years, a poem given to Fang Xuan.

Xiao Yu turned his head suddenly, and in a corner where there were no pear blossoms, no begonias, and no white paper lamps, a plain white figure stood up.

Xiao Yu turned around, just meeting the woman's gaze.

The woman smiled softly at him, generous with a hint of detachment.

This smile made Xiao Yu a little rare at a loss, just like a young chick who was alone with a woman for the first time, joy mixed with fear, anticipation and nervousness, and it was like being flattered when she finally saw the woman who had been thinking about her for a long time and smiled at her.

Seeing Xiao Yu's "unbearable" appearance, the corners of the woman's mouth turned up slightly, and most of the alienation quietly faded away, a heartfelt smile appeared on her face, and she chuckled: "This son, I see that you have been standing here for a long time, are you waiting for someone?"

Xiao Yu subconsciously pinched his sour nose, looked at this woman who was much younger than in his memory, showed a warm smile, and said softly: "I just returned to my hometown and want to find some old friends." ”

The woman asked, "Did you find it?"

Xiao Yu glanced at her deeply and said slowly, "Naturally, I found it." ”

The woman smiled, "That's good." ”

As she spoke, the woman turned and left. Xiao Yu hesitated, but couldn't help asking, "Haven't asked the girl's name yet?"

If this is the case for an average woman, there are roughly two outcomes. If a man is obscene, most of the women will ignore it, and even the more fierce ones will spit on the disciples, and it is not impossible to even shout indecent in the street. And if a man is a jade tree in the wind and is chic and extraordinary, the result will be diametrically opposite, and most women will be ashamed and ashamed, half-pushing and half-reporting their names and surnames on the spot.

Of course, Xiao Yu is not a jade tree in the wind, but he has experienced a lot of things, he is in a high position, and he has his own bearing support, which is placed in the eyes of women, especially mature women, although it is not as mellow as Xiao Lie, a mellow old wine that has been precipitated over time, but it is also a strong wine that can burn the heart and lungs after drinking it.

But the woman seemed to be preconceived because of Xiao Yu's helpless actions just now, and regarded him as a jar of fruit wine that had just been brewed, without reporting her own name and surname, and said with a smile: "Why do you have to know each other when you meet?"

Xiao Yu snorted, and he couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or relieved in his tone, but he glanced at the woman deeply again, and said calmly: "The meeting is also fate, my surname is Xiao, and my single name is Huo Yuyu, and the word is bright." ”

Just then, another warm voice joined in, "Wait a long time." ”

A young man walked slowly from the other side of the long street and said to the woman.

Xiao Yu only listened to his voice, and he already knew the identity of the person who came. When the man walked to Xiao Yu's side and the two faced the woman together, the woman was surprised to find that the faces of the two were at least six points alike, but Xiao Yu's temperament was more like a person in the army, while the later man was a proper celebrity demeanor, so she just felt that Xiao Yu was familiar at first, as if she had seen it somewhere.

She remembered that Xiao Yu said that she was also surnamed Xiao just now, her face instantly became strange, and she couldn't help but blurt out: "Could it be that the two of you are long-lost brothers?"

Xiao Yu finally turned his head to look at the man not far away beside him, looking at the side face of this concubine from the Xiao family in the Eastern Capital, who was born in the Eastern Capital, clear and resolute. He looks very similar to Xiao Yu, but he is a gentleman who can make a woman fall in love at first sight, and he is even stronger than Xiao Yu on his wrist to deal with women.

At this time, the two stood together, Xiao Yu was covered by him with all his brilliance, but Xiao Yu just smiled disappreciatively and said: "Of course not, this brother Tai is a dragon and phoenix among people, how dare I climb high?"

The explicit irony in this sentence was very strong, the woman frowned imperceptibly, the man was still light, and just wanted to speak, he was interrupted by Xiao Yu, he twisted the white pear blossom in his hand, put it in front of his eyes, and said calmly: "I know what this is, but you are dead after all, died eleven years before me, fifteen years after you, that is, in the twenty-ninth year of Zhengming." Am I right? ”

The words fell, and the plain white pear blossoms between Xiao Yu's fingers quickly withered.

The man and woman, Xiao Lie and Fang Xuan from more than twenty years ago, suddenly fell silent, and the two of them remained motionless. After a few moments, it quickly turned into fly ash and dissipated.

The next moment, the pedestrians, pear trees, and paper lamps all disappeared as if they had never existed. The eastern capital has reverted back to the black city that looks like a dead city.

Xiao Yu stretched out his hand, grabbed a black begonia fluttering in the air, pinned it to his chest, and then continued to stride forward.

And this time, his direction is the Imperial City.

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Here, the east is black, and the imperial city is also black, but the black of the imperial city is deeper, and the black is infiltrating.

Xiao Yu came to the front of the imperial city alone, the gate of the imperial city was closed, the city wall was empty, there were no eunuchs on duty, and there were no guards and soldiers.

Xiao Yu walked under the city wall, formed a hook with his five fingers, easily pierced into the city wall, and then vertically went up, and his figure suddenly rose up. After leaving five paw prints on the city wall, Xiao Yu turned over on the city wall, did not stop, walked all the way along the city wall, and after reaching the end, jumped to the eaves of a palace, and then jumped forward on the layers of glazed roofs, until he came to the Sumeru seat of the Imperial Palace, and then fell to the ground and stepped on the Danqi step by step to the top.

In the Imperial Palace, there are black walls, black domes, and white ground, and at the end of the main hall is a high dragon chair.

Xiao Yu, who was dressed in black, was sitting on the dragon chair, holding his cheek with one hand, and looking at Xiao Yu indifferently.

"What are you doing here, do you want to see what that Emperor Zheng is doing?" Xiao Yu, the black shadow, said flatly: "Everything here is based on our memories, and we don't know what happened at that time, so there is nothing here." ”

Xiao Yu didn't speak, just kept looking around.

The black-clothed Xiao Yu smiled: "It seems that you really want something to happen, so ...... I satisfy you. ”

Xiao Yu, who was dressed in black, stood up from the dragon chair, and the surrounding scenery was like a reflection on the water surface, stirring up layers of ripples and beginning to twist and change. By the time the change stopped, the two of them were no longer in the Imperial Palace, but came to the eaves corner of the Imperial Palace, which was already in the center of the Imperial City, and the Sumeru Seat was built extremely high, so standing here could overlook most of the Imperial City.

The black-clothed Xiao Yu stood on top of the head of a beast, overlooking the imperial city, and suddenly said, "You hate Xiao Lie." ”

Xiao Yu hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Xiao Yu, who was clothed in black, shook his head and said: "To be precise, you hated Xiao Lie in the past, as for you now, after knowing that Xiao Lie secretly paved the way for you, are you not so hateful? ”

"In the past, you resented Xiao Lie for making you nothing, but now you have beauty, power, and status, I have to say, Xiao Lie did play a big role, so should you hate?

Xiao Yu was silent.

The black-clothed Xiao Yu continued: "Since you killed Emperor Zheng, you have begun to focus on the so-called general trend of the world, when you left the Eastern Capital, how much do you remember the oath you made?"

The black-clothed Xiao Yu opened his hand, and his voice was like a heavenly demon whispering: "You know very well, Fang Xuan is dead, and Xiao Lie is still alive." For you, Fang Xuan is just a dead person, and it is of no benefit except that you can occasionally move out to show your filial piety. But Xiao Lie is a living person, and the great business in his hands always has to be passed on, who else can he pass it on if he doesn't pass it on to you? Could it be that bastard Xiao Jin? After all, you are the eldest son of the Xiao family. This Xiao family should have been yours. ”

As soon as the black-clothed Xiao Yu stretched out his hand, the originally dead gray sky was dyed with a layer of black, and then this layer of black began to expand, and after a while, the entire sky was already pitch black, and it was inseparable from the black earth.

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Because the time interval is too long, when I write the back, I can't remember some details in the front, so it causes time bugs, and there are errors in the time before and after, and it can't be corresponded. Here is a unified correction: Zhang Jiangling died in the tenth year of Zhengming, the prince's rebellion occurred in the twenty-ninth year of Zhengming, and it ended completely in the thirty-second year of Zhengming, Xiao Yu went to the grassland in the thirty-ninth year of Zhengming, entered the royal court in the forty-first year of Zhengming, captured the northwest in the forty-first year of Zhengming, and Emperor Zheng died in the forty-second year of Zhengming.