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"La-la-la-"

The irises in the air danced in the wind, and the wind god counted them with interest. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info "One, two, three......"

"Why did you leave the land that nourished you, and throw yourself into the sky and wither?" said the wind god.

"Because our host wasn't here. The irises said in unison.

"Well, let's take a look at the story of your former host. "Wind God said.

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On the evil, the military camp of the state of Xun.

"Take it away, I am a native of the country in life, and the soul of the country in death. Even if I die, I won't accept your favor!" Chu Xunxi screamed and smashed the medicine bowl, and all the maids hurriedly retreated, looking at each other, because of Chu Xunxi's temper, no one dared to go over to pick up the medicine bowl. At this time, Wang Shiyi walked into the barracks and ordered the maids to go down.

Wang Shiyi just went over to sort out the broken medicine bowl, and then calmly looked at the person in front of him who was losing his temper.

"Look at it!" Chu Xunxi shouted regardless of his wounds.

"Chu Jun is still worried about the future of the country?" Wang Shiyi replied in a plausible way, but it was in one sentence, which made Chu Xunxi, who was still losing his temper, immediately quiet down.

Chu Xunxi looked at the woman in front of him, was silent, and after a long time, he asked, "Are you a lobbyist?"

Chu Jun smiled, any ordinary person in my Xun Kingdom can see what Chu Jun is worried about. ”

"You!" Chu Xunxi was so angry that he immediately wanted to get out of bed to find Wang Shiyi desperately, but found that he had a leg injury and couldn't move.

"Chu Jun acts above board, the fight on the battlefield is really admirable, you will never attack a weak woman who is powerless in private. ”

"Enemy woman, what if I kill it. Chu Xunxi couldn't fool Wang Shiyi, but he was still unconvinced, but his voice became much quieter.

"I received the decree of heaven upwards, and responded to the name below, and the places I passed, one responded. After a long period of war and chaos in the four countries, the people urgently need a unified and stable homeland. And your country is tyrannical, the people are not happy, and the people are dissatisfied, Chu Jun, you are a person who understands, you understand these truths better than me. ”

Chu Xunxi was silent.

"Instead of helping him, his army fought back, and in the end no one supported him; Youwang had no way, the Yi tribe invaded, and Youwang was in a hurry, and no one rushed to help within a thousand miles. As the saying goes, 'those who lose the hearts of the people lose the world', Chu Jun, can't you see the personality of the monarch of your country?"

Chu Xunxi was stunned, he didn't know who Wang Shiyi's "Xuan, Youwang" was, but he knew that what Wang Shiyi said was true.

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A year later, the Upper Evil, the Enchantment.

"Zilian!" Chu Xunxi couldn't sense the iris sword, he thought Zhou Zilian was dead, knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, he didn't know that since he had a good impression of Wang Shiyi, he could no longer sense the iris sword.

Wang Shiyi gently patted him on the shoulder.

Chu Xunxi raised his head, his eyes red.

At the time of parting, the twilight is heavy, the sunset is bright, the sunset is oblique, and the afterglow is mottled. On the earthy yellow path, Chu Xunxi said to Zhou Zilian: "When the irises bloom all over the mountains, I will come back." ”

Zhou Zilian entrusted: "No matter what, you have to come back alive." ”

Chu Xunxi nodded and left.

Zhou Zilian waved her iris, and after a few clicks, an enchantment was formed. Then she walked to the door and leaned against it.

The flowers bloom on the mo, and they can return slowly.

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Aerial iris dance, one, two, three...... The petals fluttered, gradually becoming smaller, and finally, scattered into flower grains, flying towards the iris.

There was no sound, and the sound of "la-la-la" could no longer be heard. Whether this voice came from those irises elves or butterfly elves, later generations have discussed it until now, but there has been no result.

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