The cold wind was blowing, and the sadness on his cheeks was also fluttering.

"There is no ecstasy, there is no curse, only parting, we will all part, instead of waiting for parting, it is better to fight."

Silent without life.

"Maybe there's a chance to reunite, to reunite with Liu."

Wusheng stared at and poked him like a spear, "You will use a lot of partings in the rivers and lakes in exchange for your reunion?" ”

The advisor nodded.

"Will their parting really bring you back together?"

The military advisor was silent, and there was a color of helplessness and helplessness in his eyes, a kind of helplessness and helplessness that penetrated deep into the body and penetrated into the soul.

He wasn't sure he could meet again, not at all.

But a letter appeared in his hand, and a few words were written in it.

"Twelve serial docks are full of scoops, and the flowers are beautiful."

The military advisor stared at Wusheng, "This person seems to have had a holiday with you." ”

Wusheng nodded.

The military advisor smiled, "You killed his younger brother Hua Taimei?" ”

Wusheng nodded.

"So it's only a matter of time before he chases you, doesn't he?"

Silent without life.

"So it's only a matter of time before you kill him."

Silent, he had turned around, as if he no longer wanted to listen to him.

The military advisor was silent, caressing the feather fan, as if he was already pondering.

This matter obviously can't move him, and there are not many things in the rivers and lakes that can move him.

The cold wind fluttered, and a remnant leaf fell on the feather fan, and suddenly floated away again, drifting into the distance.

I don't know where it's going or when.

The military advisor sighed secretly, his demented expression became indescribably sad, he may not be grieving for the remnant leaves, but for himself and for the owner of the parting spell.

A bizarre letter, a living human life.

The letter is like a reminder, whoever is written on it must leave soon, absolutely.

Who sent this letter?

Did the military advisor send it indiscriminately? Or is it someone else?

The lifeless stone statue stood upright, staring and poking at the front like a spear.

In front of me is a stone monument, three names, three people who can make most people in the rivers and lakes go crazy and crazy.

"This letter was written by the owner of the parting spell?"

"Yes."

"Liu Ecstasy is not here, and the letter is still there?"

"Yes."

"A letter is a curse, a parting curse?"

"Yes."

"No matter who is cursed, you have to leave?"

"Yes."

"So you only have to kill people, and you have no choice?"

"Yes."

"You hope to find Liu Ecstasy as soon as possible while killing people?"

"Yes."

"You can't find Willow Ecstasy either?"

"Yes."

"So you made a fake?"

"Yes."

The military advisor was gasping, and the muscles in his cheeks were throbbing.

But he still has to endure it, try to endure it, and there is no choice.

Wusheng was already sighing, "Why don't you think this is the curse that Liu Ecstasy himself has cast?" ”

The military advisor nodded, his eyes drifting to the three stone tablets, "The parting spell has been standing for many years, but it has been silent, and it has only become famous in recent years, isn't it?" ”

Wusheng nodded.

"That's because the curse under Liu Ecstasy is not a killing ring, by no means."

Wusheng's eyes stared and poked at the military advisor like spears, "So you don't believe this is a real parting spell?" ”

"Yes."

"But you're still going to do it?"

"Yes, I don't have any other choice."

Maybe he really didn't have a choice, not a single one.

As soon as the parting spell comes out, it is parting, there is no room for choice, no matter who is in the sky and on the earth, as long as it is cursed, there is absolutely no escape from the fate of parting.

This may not be as majestic and domineering as the Holy Decree, but it is absolutely strange and secretive.

He had reached out his hand, and the sign of the parting spell appeared in his hand, a pink ribbon.

The pink ribbon writhed and shook violently and frantically in his hand, as if it was a rattlesnake in passion and excitement, as if it was about to shake to death and twist out all the loneliness, emptiness, and indescribable ecstasy.

What it brings to others is only parting, the parting of the body, the parting of life, the parting of eternity, and the parting of all.

There is nothing else but parting, and there will be no other giveaway.

"You're the only one who knows this secret?"

The military advisor nodded, "Even the personal King Kong doesn't know." ”

The cold between heaven and earth is thicker and more unbearable, "You tell me this, are you inviting me to join your parting spell?" ”

The military advisor nodded, already sighing.

He sighed that he could not move this person, that there was nothing in the world that could move him, and that if he could not be moved, he could not be invited.

"Can't you think of a way to invite me?"

The advisor nodded.

"Then you can think about it and come to me when you're ready?"

After Wusheng finished speaking, he left, not looking at him, and walked into the distance.

The pitch-black distance, the boundless pitch black, has always been connected to the horizon.

It's as if they're heading to the edge of the sky.

Yang Qing grimaced at the military advisor, and the military advisor smiled stupidly.

His smile was like a leaf in the night, indescribably desolate and poignant.

The icy cold wind, the endless darkness.

Yang Qing couldn't stand it anymore, her body was about to freeze and condense alive.

But he didn't speak, he didn't say a word.

She's not a nerd, so she'll never do anything that disgusts or annoys Wusheng, and she doesn't want to do it at all.

She fell suddenly, without a hint of pain, a hint of grief.

Wusheng turned around.

A smile had already drifted across her cheeks, and that smile might not be pretty, at least more than bitter.

"I'm really useless, really useless."

Without saying a word, he took off the cloak on his body, wrapped Yang Qing, and then picked it up.

Yang Qing smiled.

"You ......."

Wusheng seemed to have seen through her thoughts, "You talk, it's okay." ”

Yang Qing nodded, staring at his cheeks, there was no trace of emotion in his cold, hard cheeks, but his heart seemed to have emotions, and they were more delicate than anyone else.

"You're willing to talk to me."

"You say, I'll listen."

Yang Qing smiled bitterly, isn't that just playing the piano to the cow, it's not only boring, it's extremely boring.

"Is that a fake willow ecstasy?"

"Yes."

"Where is that?"

There was no sigh, and the empty eyes were already staring and poking at the night, and there was only a cold wind in the night, and the residual leaves were flying all over the sky.

"She may be dead."

"Dead?"

"Maybe it's not dead yet, but sooner or later it will come."

"The willow ecstasy with me a few days ago is fake?"

"Yes."

"We really haven't seen that before?"

"Maybe."

Yang Qing stared at the trees, the bare branches swaying wildly, as if it was her heart at the moment, swaying wildly, indescribably chaotic.

She was already thinking back to the words of the military advisor before parting.

"You must be careful, Hua Yumei is already looking for you everywhere, and there are many people in the Twelve Docks,......。"

What does this sentence mean?

Yang Qing was already sighing, and she suddenly regretted a little that she didn't pull Wusheng and listen a little more.

How many people are coming to the Twelve Serial Dock this time, and who are they?

There are too many of them, and there are all kinds of people, and no matter who encounters such an opponent, it will not be easy.

Wusheng sighed, "Are you thinking about the Twelve Docks?" ”

"Yes, are they going to find us?"

"Maybe they've already found it, but they can't do it."

"Why?"

"Because of the parting spell, they can't trouble the parting spell."

"That's why you left the military division, not wanting to drag them down?"

Speechless, he seems unwilling to face this problem.

Yang Qing stared at Wusheng and smiled, "I still want to ask a question." ”

"You ask."

"Have you ever hugged a woman before?"

Silent without life.

"You're holding me so comfortably."

Silent without life.

Yang Qing smiled, she really couldn't think of anything to avoid the topics of grievances and grievances, life and death in the rivers and lakes.

People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves.

How many people can understand the artistic conception in this sentence? Perhaps those who are tormented and ravaged by grievances and grievances understand the pain and sorrow inside.

Lanterns have floated in the dark night.

The lanterns are still swaying, and there is a jar of daughter red on the table, a few small dishes of exquisite side dishes, a few steamed buns, two pairs of chopsticks, and two stools.

In addition to these, there is also a piece of paper.

"Be prepared and see you off, the road ahead is long, and I wish you peace and health."

The signature below is a personal military division.

Welcome Song seriously put the wine and food on the table, and then walked to the lonely boat and walked into the lonely boat.

Without looking at Wusheng, he paddled his oars, and the lonely boat slowly floated up and drifted into the distance.

This man is like a ghost in the night, coming and leaving as he says.

Yang Qing sighed, "It seems that he really needs you." ”

Silent without life.

"Even if you're gone, I won't let you go."

Silent without life.

"Do you want to go back?"

Silent without life.

Putting Yang Qing down, Yang Qing approached the fire and sighed deeply.

"This is called sending charcoal in the snow, what a good person."

The lifeless stone statue stood upright, staring and poking at the wine.

"He's a military advisor."

Yang Qing nodded, "Yes, that's right." ”

"Why is he serving food here?"

Yang Qing nodded, "Yes, if we haven't left, can't you invite us to eat?" ”

"It's not a good drink."

"You're saying you can't eat it?"

"It's not that you can't eat it, it's that you're in trouble."

"What's the trouble?"

Yang Qing poured a bowl of wine and drank it, no matter what trouble it was, she should cherish her body.

She stared into the night, and a leaf drifted into the fire, and suddenly turned to ashes.

She ate quietly and waited quietly.

No trouble, just the aroma of wine, intoxicating aroma of wine, wafting of wine.

"You may be overthinking."

"I didn't come up with it."

Yang Qing stared at him and was silent.

"I feel it."

"I don't believe that someone will come to us for trouble at such a late hour."

There is no need to say anything, and there is no need to say more.

Seven or eight people had already appeared in the dark night.

Seven or eight sharp knives, seven or eight human figures floated over like leaves.

Everyone was dressed in pitch black, and it was as dark as night.

No talking, no need to speak.

Only hands-on, knife wielding.

The sword flashed, and the figure fluttered.

Yang Qing had not finished drinking the wine in the bowl before it floated, fluttering like light smoke.

"Are you humans or ghosts?"

No one spoke, as if they were too lazy to speak.