Lonely City.

A peach blossom tree that was full of height was in full bloom on a snowy night, and the Nine Saints sat cross-legged to recuperate their qi, and the military camp in the city was silent.

The empress stared at the moonlight in a daze.

It was a difficult night for her, dull and exhausting, as if she was doing something meaningless.

But Gu Changan has survived many such nights.

"Your Majesty, did you hear it wrong?"

Pei Jingshu, who woke up suddenly, looked shocked, got up and accidentally knocked over the delicate stove, and the firewood was burning in the stove.

The fire reflected the empress's determined eyes.

She repeated:

"I'm not leaving."

Pei Jingshu's face turned pale, and she subconsciously retorted:

"Your Majesty, you are the king of a country, and you are burdened with the heavy responsibility of the revival of the Tang Dynasty."

The empress laughed at herself and said unhurriedly:

"The country and the nation are already at a critical juncture of life and death, and it is beyond the ability of the Emperor of the Deep Palace to turn the tide."

"I used to be the most gifted cultivator in the Central Plains, and since the domineering path turned to the royal path, I still stay in the realm of the great grandmaster, relying on the great victory in the Western Regions, I have only first glimpsed the path of enlightenment."

"The way of heaven has changed dramatically, the top one has stirred the world, and I can help the Central Plains resist the barbarians more than being an emperor."

Pei Jingshu was speechless, but her face was anxious.

As His Majesty said, the three generations of extremely talented cultivators in the Central Plains, the peak of the academy master and sage is only half a line away from opening the gate of heaven; Remembering the abyss of Jiangnan's surrender to barbarianism, he is now a saint.

Your Majesty, as the leader of the younger generation, is unsatisfactory in cultivation, and the biggest detour is that you should not turn the royal road, but at that time, Your Majesty did not carry the Tang Sheji, who in the Li family can serve the public?

But no matter what, now that it has been in power for a few years, the sluggish Datang is gradually regaining its vitality, how can it pick a son at a critical moment?

The empress pursed her lips, and she had no intention of hiding her confidants, and said lightly:

"The shackles of responsibility imprisoned me, and I took the initiative to break the shackles, hoping to tell Gu Changan in this way that he should also try to say goodbye to the old days, to the loneliness and despair of the past."

"If I had vetoed Xu Ting's decision, he would not have become a soul, but would have accepted the worship of the people of the Central Plains as a hero, and he would have returned to Chang'an to live the life he wanted."

"Remorse gnaws at my heart like an ant all the time, I don't know when his soul will die, I just want to be with him, at least at the last moment I am not alone and uncared for."

Li Wan rarely chattered, but his voice was unusually low, and he was hoarse at the end.

"Your Majesty, atonement doesn't have to be left in the Lonely City...... You have to do it. Pei Jingshu persuaded her politely, and then added:

"Besides, who in the Li clan dares to succeed as emperor."

After the Battle of the Western Regions, His Majesty's prestige will definitely rise, and it will coincide with changes unseen in a thousand years, and the government and the opposition will never accept the new monarch.

The empress was silent, her delicate cheeks shrouded in helplessness.

Isn't her prestige, including the great victory in the Central Plains, all at the expense of Gu Chang'an?

"Your Majesty......" Pei Jingshu wanted to speak and stopped.

An unspeakable sentence -

When the news that you want to stay in the lonely city spreads, the brute dog must be like a beast that smells blood, and it will be a burden for Gu Changan to be imprisoned at that time?

"Disguise."

"You pretended to be me, the palace maid disguised you, and I changed my appearance to become a palace maid, so as to hide from the world."

"You should know my disguise skills."

Li Wan's face was expressionless, and he had already made up his mind, so he would not allow any doubts.

On the one hand, she wants to rebuild the road of domineering in the lonely city, so as to break through the shackles.

The most important thing is that he accompanied Gu Changan through the last part of the road, he endured all kinds of hardships for Datang, and he should do something insignificant.

"Me?" Pei Jingshu was stunned and pointed at herself.

It means that with the fake truth, she wants to usurp her power and sit on the dragon chair of the Jinluan Palace?

"The servant is terrified!" Pei Jingshu's face tightened.

"I trust you." Li Wan stared at her for a moment, and her best friend from childhood to adulthood has also fought side by side in the power field for many years.

Pei Jingshu moved her lips and said in a trembling voice:

"Fu Wei knocks on His Majesty to take back his ...... of his life"

As he spoke, he knelt down.

Li Wan stopped her movements and said in a deep voice:

"I don't like your hesitation."

"Datang only has the territory of three states, and you have assisted Zuo Zhen to deal with government affairs over the years, and you can make a decision at the first time for any cumbersome official documents."

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"Do you think I'm afraid of your usurpation? If you have the ability to lead the Central Plains to recast glory, I am willing to issue an abdication edict! ”

"The nation is in danger of extinction at any time, and whoever can make the Chinese nation stand tall in the torrent and waves is the bearer of this era."

In the face of the stern tone, Pei Jingshu was silent, and finally nodded with difficulty.

The reason for her agreement was not Your Majesty, but Gu Chang'an.

Deep down, she was also afraid that this tortured man would suddenly disappear one day, how cruel it would be.

You shouldn't continue to be lonely, someone said it's okay to talk.

"The maid sent a message to His Majesty with a colored pigeon, and asked His Majesty to make a decision on major events, hoping that His Majesty would return to ...... as soon as possible."

said abruptly, and there was a touch of sadness in the depths of his eyes.

When His Majesty returned, Gu Changan was afraid that his soul would disappear.

……

……

When the sky broke, Carpenter Qin gently pushed open the door, and saw the soul shadow standing motionless in front of the window.

"Haven't slept all night?"

Gu Changan snorted and said with a smile: "I haven't slept in bed for more than ten years, I feel very awkward, or the evening breeze in the city is more comfortable." ”

Carpenter Qin kept staring at him like this until his eye sockets were red, and he sighed:

"Let's hold on until victory, the mission of the Anxi Army is over, why don't you want to go!"

Gu Changan was silent.

"Everyone thinks that your soul is about to disperse, and you don't want to scatter in the Central Plains and let the world blame yourself, but the old man knows that you want to be freed by yourself, and there is nothing in the world worthy of your nostalgia."

"The omnipotent Chang'an, he wants to stand, and the thief can't let him fall."

Carpenter Qin's shriveled face twitched, and he forcibly held back the tumbling emotion.

"I can finally be relieved with peace of mind." Gu Changan muttered in a low voice, and frame by frame of the past appeared, and he finally shouted sadly:

"It's been really hard along the way."

Carpenter Qin turned his face away, picked up a broom in the corner and silently cleaned up the dust, just like more than ten years day after day, he could only do this little thing if he was crippled.

"If you stay, it will only make me more miserable, and one day, I will dig a grave for a loved one."

Gu Changan's tone was smooth and smooth, and he couldn't hear the mood swings.

Carpenter Qin seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to plead in a low voice, "You should take a look at Chang'an City, you should visit the mountains and rivers, and you should live a chic life." ”

"The old man is convinced that you have a way to get out of the flesh."

"Chic?" Gu Changan smiled, then shook his head:

"It's been almost 25 years, and I've been fighting for the national righteousness, and as soon as I was born, my grandparents instilled in me that I wanted to rejuvenate the nation, to expel the barbarian dogs, and to sacrifice my life for the rise of the Central Plains."

"Grandpa Qin, do you think that when I arrive in the Central Plains, I will break into the rivers and lakes with a sword? How can I turn a blind eye to the suffering of the people? How dare I sit back and watch the barbarians exterminate the Han people? ”

"I also want to be selfish, I also want to be alone, but every day of the twenty-five years has been whipping me like crazy!"

With a roar that bordered on despair, the soul shadow shook a few times, and finally said lonely:

"Since we can't do it, we have to continue to fight, endlessly."

"I will be bruised all over my body, endure severe pain, and I will die and live miserably, like a reincarnation."

Carpenter Qin lowered his head and swept the floor, and Mu Ran responded: "The old man knows." ”

"Grandpa, pay attention to your body and enjoy your old age in peace." Gu Changan smiled freely.

Carpenter Qin held the broom, stood dry and couldn't speak, held it for a long time, his throat rolled, and tears that had been long overdue poured out.

"Gone."

He hobbled out of the narrow and simple courtyard, and stopped at the courtyard gate for a long time, and there would be no more days when he waved his hand and said "see you tomorrow".

……

Noon.

The Central Plains army was reorganized, and it was lined up in a black military formation outside the city, and the silent silence was like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring, and the momentum was magnificent.

Grandma Xu, Xiao Luoyang and others looked around, their eyes were stinged by the wind and snow, but they never saw the shadow.

"Don't wait, I don't think we're enough to drag Chang'an, we can go back to our homeland before we die, Chang'an is very happy."

Carpenter Qin sat in a cloud car and drank without looking back.

"What if he's hungry, the shoes haven't been knitted yet, and I haven't told him to put the dried meat in the cellar, I'm going to look for him."

The old woman with a ravine face opened the crowd with a cane and ran to the city gate in a daze.

"Grandma Xu!" Liu Shang hugged her with tears in his eyes and choked up:

"Chang'an will take care of itself, let's go."

"Bitter child, my silly child......" the old woman slumped and wept hysterically:

"Chang'an, I want Chang'an to go home!

”

The old and disabled women and children around were all suppressed and drank tears, and Mohu's eyes looked around the city wall brick by brick, why didn't our Chang'an come out!

The sad atmosphere quickly spread, and countless iron-blooded warriors were sour in their noses, secretly wiping the remaining tears from the corners of their eyes.

The story of the 8th Regiment of the Anxi Army was completed, the remains of the heroic soul returned to their homeland, and the people in the city finally waited for a home after a long wait.

The story of the Central Plains uniting to fight against the barbarians also ended in a happy ending, although it did not have the strength to take over the Western Regions for the time being, but at least it could govern the Yumen Pass and contain most of the Hexi Corridor, which was the most exciting victory in decades, and the Central Plains could also have a strategic buffer to expel the barbarians.

But only Gu Chang'an has not changed anything.

One person, one city.

One soul, one city.

It has always been so, the most desperate.

"Let's go!"

The drums rumbled, the trumpets resounded throughout the world, the flags covered the sky and the sun, and the soldiers endured their grief to bid farewell to the lonely city.

"My generation is a descendant of Yan and Huang, when I was born, I was burdened with fighting, and I couldn't expel the barbarians from the Central Plains, how could I be a human being!"

"When he passes by the lonely city every day, he will bring the head of a barbarian dog to pay tribute to the heroic soul of Gu Hero!"

"The Central Plains will definitely not die at the hands of the barbarian race, and Gu Yingying's wish for a peaceful and prosperous world will finally come true!"

Countless generals have made an oath in their hearts, the memory of the lonely city will always be their guiding light when they face darkness, and that soul shadow will still break out to protect their families and defend the country when they are in despair!

Zhelan Su moved her lips, this should be the last time she will meet Gu Changan in this life, the obsession is gradually dying out, can the ghost last forever?

There is little hope.

If the Central Plains had not come to receive the remains of Anxi's soul, Gu Changan would have always had a deep obsession, and if the Central Plains had not started a war, Gu Changan would have been at his peak intact now.

He looked at the top of the line, and no one dared to look back.

Guilty!

A debt that can never be repaid!

The Dao robed girl's eyes were moist, and she seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly looked at the empress and Pei Zhizhao in the chariot in the distance, her eyes were slightly stagnant.

The palace maid outside the chariot also looked at Li Ping at the same time.

Li Ping's tears did not dry, and the corners of his mouth moved to show a perfunctory smile, indicating that he would keep it secret.

This is the best, as the nominal supreme ruler of the Central Plains, he is willing to accompany Gu Changan to spend his last days, at least a little bit of compensation for this nation.

How sad it would be to be alone and disappear without anyone caring.

……

……

Bronze temple.

Once the son of heaven was a minister, only one old face remained of the twelve giants of the former round table, and the rest were replaced by the queen's cronies.

As an old minister, Beth, the female inquisitor in charge of the intelligence agency, said tremblingly:

"Under the crown of the gods of Qiqi, the Central Plains Hannu has returned, and as you expected, the ghost has not left home."

Tuoba on the purple throne was expressionless under the sky, and the dragon horns above his head were intimidating.

"According to the humble speculation, the ghost should not be far from disappearing, I am afraid that it will be within this year."

Beth added a bombshell message.

"How?" The cold noodles of Tuoba World finally fluctuated, and they fluctuated violently.

Beth said respectfully:

"At the moment when Anxi's ashes were handed over to the Central Plains Army, the ghost black fog was dark a lot, and many people present noticed it, such an obvious signal can only prove one point, and the obsession of guarding the house gradually collapsed."

The rest of the inquisitors looked excited.

The Abyss Emissary was justified in his suspicions, the reason why he was able to turn ghosts into mountains and rivers was the ultimate obsession, but with the end of sixty-four years of perseverance, the obsession was almost gone.

Tuoba Tianxia's expression is uncertain.

Speculate?

Smell a rat?

She didn't dare to gamble anymore.

The Buddha's lotus petals still have three years, and it is said that the ghost will last until the end of the year at most, will Gu Changan completely disappear?

Before disappearing, we must not let our guard down, and the top floor of the castle has to study the extraterrestrial qi machine to use for sanctions.

"I occasionally wake up at night when I have nightmares, and I think, if anyone destroys the wild ghosts in the lonely city, it is really a great merit to win the seventh-level floating slaughter!"

Tuoba was full of voices, and Zitong burst out with strong hatred.

The prophecy of the wizard Herades had been haunting her mind.

There will be a third outbreak of spiritual power in the Central Plains, and it is likely to be seven times that of the second time, because of whom? Is it a ghost in a lonely city? What's the matter?

The thought of it makes my brain explode!

Spiritual will is the soul on which a nation's civilization depends for its long-term survival, and if it breaks out again, the empire will encounter unimaginable resistance!

"Your Majesty, the abyss ordered the center to send troops to Zhao and Xishu, and a country must be destroyed within seven months, using this as a springboard to plan the eastern territory of Shenzhou."

"I hope that His Majesty will take Tuobali's failure as a lesson, this time there will be no madmen making trouble, winning one country is the bottom line, not the record, and swallowing two countries can be regarded as the crown's ability to show his ability."

An aristocratic inquisitor truthfully recounts the Abyss Order.

"Hmm." Tuoba Tianxia nodded his chin, and his expression was indistinguishable from anger.

Although she is the darling of the top floor of the castle, she made the wrong choice at a critical juncture when she first ascended the throne, and now she is also caught in a storm of public opinion, and she urgently needs a hearty massacre of Hannu.