The snow kept falling.

Li Bang galloped in the cold night, but from time to time he reined in the reins of his horse and looked back, and the outline of the city wall gradually disappeared from sight.

She had only been there for less than four months, and she was a little uncomfortable with the outside world of the lonely city.

The shadow of the soul is as light as catkins, fluttering in the wind.

Li Wan was secretly sad, he shouldn't have told him about Carpenter Qin's death.

"Can you carry me?"

A hoarse and tired voice came from the front of the horse, and the figure turned into a wisp of mist, attached to the body of the blood sword.

The sword was put into the box, Li Wan silently carried the two sword boxes, and the horse galloped in the yellow sand.

She had a lot to ask.

Since you can possess the blood sword, can't you really try to take away the body?

Do you not want to show up, do you not want to accept the glory you deserve, or is it because you are afraid that the people who see you will feel guilty?

She had mixed emotions and only asked in a low voice:

"Will you come back?"

"Yes, Qiuzi City is my home." Gu Changan whispered, and the sword box returned to a long silence.

Li Wan didn't speak again, the speed of the qiju was fast, she actually wanted to slow down and let Gu Changan see the scenery along the way, but she was afraid that it would be too late.

Seven days across the desert, the Western Regions has been left without Yi people, all of them fled in the battle, the great masters of the Central Plains in the past were all in danger of death, and now ordinary cultivators come and go freely.

Yumen Pass, the Central Plains banner hunting, the pillar of shame that has been pressing on the hearts of the Chinese nation for decades has become a triumphant pass!

A long wall was built at the pass, and hundreds of soldiers patrolled back and forth in the beacon tower with guns and halberds.

The empress was easy to look at, and she had already forged the Lu Yin Signature, and the sentry guard took over the careful investigation, and finally asked in a deep voice:

"You're from the far west, you should be passing through Qiuzi City, right?"

The soldier's face was dark, his mouth and nose were chapped by the wind and sand, and his eyes were full of anticipation when he asked this sentence.

"Hmm." Li Bang his head.

"And then?" The soldier asked anxiously.

"I saw the soul shadow of the city, and it didn't disperse."

"That's good, that's good." The soldier showed a sincere smile, and then waved his arms and left, "Pass!" ”

The Empress rode away and muttered in an inaudible voice:

"Welcome home."

There was no echo from the sword box, but she knew that Gu Changan was looking at the land of Shenzhou.

……

At the end of November, the official post of Lantian County in Guanzhong was only forty miles away from Chang'an City.

A heavy rain was dripping, and the empress held the sword box and watched the misty rain curtain, and the sound of the water curtain flowing down the tiles into the ditch could be heard under the eaves.

She was disgusted by the sound, which seemed to be like a missed timepiece in the Golden Luan Palace, constantly reminding her that time was passing.

The fog in the box was as faint as a candle before the wind.

Many passers-by covered their heads with their hands on the top of their heads and ran into the eaves to hide from the rain, and some Jianghu rangers talked eloquently.

Suddenly, thunder roared, lightning followed, and a silver snake flew in the rain.

A long river flowed through the sinking sky, and the majestic qi machine rubbed and stirred between the rules of heaven and earth, radiating a brilliant color.

Haoran's breath is bright and bright!

From Jiangnan Road, cross the Guanzhong Plain and arrive at the Yanmen Pass of the Great Wall!

The guests hiding from the rain under the eaves were dumbfounded, and their eyes were full of thick shock, and the long river was fleeting, dispelling the sky that shrouded in haze.

"The master of the academy has opened the half-pillar heavenly gate...... a swordsman was so excited that he looked up to the sky and shouted:

"Congratulations to the first land immortal in Huaxia."

"This is a sign that our Central Plains nation is not extremely Tai Lai, and use Haoran righteousness to cut off the thorns in the road ahead!"

The hearts of the people were surging, and the silent river was like the roar of a dragon soaring.

There is no abyss, no previous experience, we Chinese people can also try to open the gate of heaven by relying on our own efforts!

"Congratulations......" the empress tugged at the corners of her mouth, this scene relieved her depression and pain for many days.

The master of the academy succeeded in one fell swoop.

The birth of land immortals in the Central Plains does not represent the balance of top-level combat power, but more importantly, it proves that even if there is no Heavenly Dao Scroll, it can still stand at the top.

In the new era, the Chinese nation is backward, and there is no majestic physique under the qi of heaven and earth, and there is no magic weapon that emerges in the abyss.

If you fall behind, you will be beaten.

But the Central Plains will definitely be able to catch up!

"If he were still alive......" a lady was stunned.

The passionate atmosphere under the eaves came to an abrupt end, and everyone hung their heads.

The long river was not the most shocking scene they had ever seen, and they remembered it on an ordinary evening.

The sword of the Colorful National Fortune hangs the corpse of the barbarian saint and goes around the land of Shenzhou!

Unforgettable for a lifetime, deeply imprinted in the depths of my heart.

If Gu Changan hadn't become a lonely soul, he would also have the talent to shake Kunlun, even more brilliant than the vision of the master of the academy.

If the Central Plains had known about the Lonely City earlier, if the flag had not been deceived and taken away, if the white-haired and red-robed people had stood in the sunshine of Chang'an City, it would have been the most exciting day in the Central Plains!

It's a pity that there are no ifs.

"The situation is so difficult, since Gu Chang'an composed a song of shame in the Central Plains, we haven't heard of good news, today congratulations to the master of the academy for his promotion to the land immortal, when the big white is floating!"

A businessman with a bulging forehead like an old birthday boy laughed heartily and took out a pot of apricot blossom wine from the cart that had not yet been opened.

I can hand it over, but no one wants to take it.

Suddenly mentioning that man, no matter how excited the mood in my heart is, it will become sad, where can I still drink and have fun.

"Heavenly Dao rolls up the barbarian dog, calling it a new world, although the master is a land immortal, but it is also within the heavenly order, it is hard to imagine that it can subvert the abyss."

"The sky net is magnificent and sparse, but only the fish that slip through the net can turn over the river and smash the order, it is the national righteousness that kills the guardian of the old world, and the poor Dao would rather lose the battle of the Western Regions and the Central Plains lose the northwest, rather than take care of the hero's physical annihilation, this is an extremely wrong decision!

”

A Taoist priest with a dust whisk in his hand had a sad face, of course he knew that Gu Yingying had saved hundreds of thousands of families by himself, but in the long run, it would definitely be the death of the Central Plains!

"Yes, this suffering can be completely avoided, and the entire nation will bury Gu Hero with their own hands!" The knifeman's face was flushed and his grief was uncontrollable.

"You guys......" Shang Jia's arm froze in the air, showing a bitter smile, and sighed:

"I not only participated in the transportation of grain in the Western Regions, but also witnessed Gu Yingying with my own eyes."

"The drums of Dongdong shook the earth, the millions of heroes were silent, and a ghost figure stood majestically at the head of the city, and my heart stopped beating at that time, it was an incomparable scene."

Everyone held their breath and stared, it should also be the loneliest scene.

"I, like countless people in the Central Plains, feel guilty, but seeing the smile on Gu Yingying's face condensed by the black mist, I slowly began to understand."

"He doesn't need the nation to indulge in pain at all, and he doesn't want to see the common people full of sadness when they mention the name Gu Changan."

Perhaps worried that his shallow analysis would cause everyone to laugh, Shang Jia smiled awkwardly as he spoke.

Everyone had complicated faces, and they took the apricot blossom wine from the merchant one after another, thanked them and paid for the wine.

"Have you heard of the prophecy of the barbarian wizard Herades?" The swordsman changed the topic and talked about the rumors that have been boiling in recent days.

Shang Jia nodded in agreement:

"It is said that the will strength of our nation will usher in a surge, seven times more than the last time, and the rumors are clear."

"Did the master of the academy knock on the door of heaven?" The ranger was skeptical.

The swordsman was silent, obviously not.

He had two moments of excitement, two times when he was desperate to bite the brute dog at once.

One is to learn that the lonely city of Wanli has been held for sixty-three years, slaughtering ten thousand troops with one person and one sword, and defending the territory of China with his own strength.

The second is to turn into a ghost and a mountain and river!

Tell the Central Plains in a subversive way that even if you die, you will not change your obsession with protecting your family and country, and that Huaxia cannot exterminate the race, and you must expel the barbarians no matter what!

These two times are the strength of the national will, both because of that man.

Apart from him, who can make the Central Plains break out again?

But he's already ......

"The barbarians are probably hatching a conspiracy." The swordsman sighed.

It must be a rumor deliberately released by the Holy City, even if there is really a prophecy, if the abyss wants to hide it, how can the outside world know about it?

The reasons for this can be understood even by ordinary people.

As much as the expectation is, there will be so much disappointment!

The prophecy spread throughout the Central Plains like a flying locust, and the people were hung up on their appetites, hoping that the prophecy would come true, and that nothing would happen at that time, and they would suffer a heavy blow.

The barbarians just want to break the confidence of the Central Plains people in resisting, and the tenfold territorial gap and the tenfold population gap may have fallen by now if it were not for the Central Plains' sworn support to the death.

So faith is crucial.

When the heavy rain stopped, Li Wan led the unicorn tied to the post station and galloped in the misty drizzle.

She knew Harades' prophecy better than anyone else.

Yi Jiangnan, who was cultivating in the castle, sent back a secret letter, and he was sure that the wizard paid the price of his life in order to calculate this prophecy.

Soared sevenfold.

She hoped that the prophecy would come true, and she hoped that it would be a miracle created by Gu Changan, but the fog that was blowing away was reminding her all the time.

It's almost gone.

……

……

After the rain, the sky is clear, and a majestic blue-yellow city wall appears in the distance, bathed in the sun, the upper edge of the big city is flooded with gold, as if an invisible goldsmith poured thick molten gold for the 2,000-year-old city.

"You still don't want to show up." Li Wan lowered her eyes, she hoped to welcome Gu Changan back to her hometown with the most solemn ceremony, even if she was buried in the Hall of Heroic Souls, it should be vigorous.

And not hidden in a sword case.

"There are a lot of children in Chang'an City, my ghost look, don't leave a shadow on them."

Li Wan was silent when he heard this, and walked into Chang'an City, which was too familiar to be more familiar.

The plum blossoms on both sides of the long street are waiting to be released, and the rest of the tree trunks are bare and lifeless.

If it is spring, as long as there is a vacant place at the entrance of the city, it will be full of kapok bauhinia, gardenia peony and all kinds of unnamed flowers, and that is the most beautiful period of the year in Chang'an City.

It seems that in his life, he is not allowed to see the whole and beautiful things.

"Go slower." Gu Changan whispered.

Li Wan carried the sword box on his back and walked aimlessly down the bustling long street.

Stalls filled the market with the sound of roasted cakes, wontons, chicken soup and dumplings.

The people in the market, the tourists are weaving, the fish and dragons are mixed, and it is a peaceful scene.

"Let's go, take me to meet my relatives." After only walking for half an hour, Gu Changan suddenly spoke.

"See Aunt Guo first and see if she is doing well."

Li Wan nodded, it was the daughter of Mrs. Guo, and she went around the Suzaku Long Street into the laneway of Anyifang, and after a stick of incense, there were a few yellow dogs napping in the alley outside Guo's house.

Her expression turned pale for a moment, like white flowers and paper money scattered in the wind.

The lanterns in the mansion were changed to white, the spirit flags were blown loudly, and the long voice of the Taoist priest in the mourning hall was heard that made people break their hearts:

"The Soul Returns ......"

Li Wanhun walked into the mourning hall in a daze, and some relatives in the remote room wore linen and filial piety to guard the coffin, and some people offered incense one after another.

Gu Chang'an's heart was numb, and he just felt tired.

"Why did you die?" Li Wan looked at a woman in filial piety clothes in a daze.

The woman handed over a stick of incense and said in a mournful voice:

Her wish to return to her hometown was fulfilled, and she said that she had no way to live, so she ...... He committed suicide by drinking poisoned wine. ”

"After only a few days of blessings, I will die and leave us poor people behind."

Maybe it's not the person in the coffin who is mourning, but herself.

The husband rummaged through the family tree to get a little relationship, and Anxi's identity was very respected by the imperial court, thinking that he could rub some wealth, but who knew that the old woman couldn't think about it.

"There is no rush...... There was no rush. Li Wan muttered to himself, always feeling that this coffin was too cruel to Gu Changan.

"Yes, she said that she didn't know anything except burning corpses and cooking, and she made a bunch of dishes in the house all day long, and said crazy that Chang'an should eat quickly, and she kept saying sorry sorry before she died."

"She knows that when she leaves, I'm sorry for our relatives."

The woman chattered and seemed to be full of resentment.

Li Wanjingxiang then turned around and left, and asked in a low voice in a remote alley:

"Do you mean I'm sorry for you?"

"Yes." Gu Changan smiled, maybe speaking can divert the pain, and he rarely opens the conversation.

"I was delivered by Aunt Guo, my mother had a difficult birth, and begged to strangle her child before she died."

"It's a boy, my mother doesn't want to see me die in battle, so she thinks about dying together."

"Aunt Guo hugged the swaddling clothes and left ruthlessly, she felt that one more boy in the lonely city would have more hope of defending the city."

Li Wan's heart tightened reluctantly, and his eyes were red.

"You must think who told me about this, but it's not, I saw it with my own eyes."

"I watched my mother die in childbirth but couldn't do anything about it, people often say that a child born can't cry is a monster, I just cry because I saw my mother die."

"How pathetic, isn't it?"

Gu Changan laughed hysterically, and the strange sound of the sword box caused the old yellow dog to bark vigilantly.

This is the most unbearable thing to look back on, and he hates himself for being born conscious.

It was precisely because I clearly remembered how Aunt Guo took good care of herself, and when I saw her lying quietly in the coffin, boundless pain swept over.

Li Wan's blood was like a silt in a canyon with no way out, her pale skin suddenly oozed cold sweat, she struggled to open her mouth to breathe, and still felt that her heart was pressed against a thousand rocks.

The cruelest torture in the world is nothing more than this!

"Take you to visit Xiao Luoyang." She forced a smile.

Suddenly I felt that soul extinction may be the real liberation, and one day in the world, the memories of the past continue to invade, and I can't forget it, and I can't seal it in the dust.

……

Chang'an Academy.

A dark-skinned boy in a small jacket sat in the front row of the study, much thinner than his peers.

"Mu Luoyang, I'll teach you."

"Zi said: Quality is better than literature, literature is better than history, literature is courteous, and then gentleman, which article is from the Analects?"

The Confucian master with a bamboo crown looked at the swarthy child.

Xiao Luoyang stood up reluctantly, snorted for a while, and finally said with a blushing face:

"Master, I'm too stupid."

There was a cheerful laugh from the library.

"Laughing at what?" The Confucian master looked around at the children with a straight face, and then said sternly:

"Reach out!"

picked up the ring ruler and gently greeted Xiao Luoyang's palm a few times, which was just a symbolic punishment.

He knows where the child comes from, so he usually takes care of him.

"From the Analects of Yongye, it means that only when you have a balance between literary brilliance and simple character can you become a true gentleman."

"Sit down."

Confucian teachers taught earnestly.

"I see." Xiao Luoyang nodded and sat down.

When the bell rang for the end of class, the Confucian master handed the notes to Mu Luoyang and left with a few words.

Xiao Luoyang took out an egg from the cloth bag, knocked it lightly on the corner of the table a few times, then peeled off the eggshell and put the egg in his mouth.

His eyes were on the scroll, and his mouth was chewing slowly.

"Mu Luoyang Township Ba Lao, treat eggs as treasures." The child behind him poked his head out and grimaced.

Xiao Luoyang turned a blind eye and slowly flipped through his scroll until he turned out a peach blossom between the pages.

It was picked when he left home, and it has withered and shriveled.

His lips twitched, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Brother Gu, I am well fed and warmly dressed, I have a lot of beautiful clothes and shoes, and the elders I know take good care of me, everything is good, I just miss you very much."

"You haven't eaten eggs, I eat them all day."

"By the way, Grandpa Qin hanged himself, Aunt Guo died of drinking a few days ago, she told me to study hard and practice martial arts, and without relying on Anxi's identity, I can become a big man who is famous."

"I'll do it, and you wish I could."

Xiao Luoyang's face tightened, thinking about it, he buried his head in his arm and sobbed silently.

Brother Gu, why did they commit suicide, it's clear that everything is fine.

"Crybaby!" Behind him, the child poked his back and teased.

Li Wan, who was outside the window, listened to the mocking words and said in a low voice:

"Tong Yan Wuji, I will arrange a royal bookstore for him."

Gu Changan's faint voice was unwavering:

"There's no need, he's Anxi, and he won't be knocked down easily."

"Go to the Hall of Heroic Souls to worship Grandpa Qin and fulfill his last wish to me."

"Hmm." Li Wan glanced at Xiao Luoyang a few more times, then picked up the sword box and left.

Because of a letter from Carpenter Qin, Gu Changan was willing to come to Chang'an City, but what about after that?

Do you go back to the lonely city of the Western Regions, or stay in Chang'an until you disappear?

……

The Heroic Soul Temple is located next to the Taimiao, and many people come to worship from afar.

A huge altar was above the hallway, and a flame burned in the heart of the altar.

"The heroic feat is passed down from generation to generation."

"The wind can't be extinguished, and the rain can't be extinguished!"

"In those confused and dark days, the people could not see the light, so they ignited themselves, forming the spiritual flame of the Chinese nation that will never be extinguished!

”

The crowd bowed in front of the temple, and from time to time they made fierce speeches.

Li Wan walked past the spiritual seats, lingering for a while in front of some of the names.

"There are too many people to worship, so I simply don't worship and go to Grandpa Qin."

A weak voice came from the sword case.

In the long corridor of the Hall of Heroic Souls, Li Wan explained as he walked:

"He said that he didn't die in battle, and he was very cowardly when he hanged himself, so he asked the court not to put the spiritual position in a conspicuous place, and he had no face."

Gu Changan replied calmly: "Grandpa Qin was originally a crossbowman with no arrows, but his right arm was cut off by the barbarians. ”

After speaking, he floated out of the sword box, the hazy mist was almost gone, and he found Qin Dazhuang's name in the most corner.

Li Wanxun walked away in a panic, leaving him room to be alone.

"Grandpa Qin, you have always emphasized that you are called Qin Carpenter before your death, and you think your name is rustic, but you can't still engrave a fake name on the spiritual position, right? It's just that from the first time I saw you, I was thin and never strong. ”

"You old man, you forced me to come to the Central Plains before you died, and your plan succeeded."

"I can't go down to accompany you for the time being."

Gu Changan smiled and whispered a story that had never been said:

"I walked through Yumen Pass, I saw the Yellow River, I passed through Songshan Huashan, and I also came to Chang'an City, which we have in mind."

"Do you believe that I come from China 1,200 years later? It only takes one hour for our descendants to travel from the Yellow River to Yumen Pass. ”

"Which land immortal can do that?"

"But I'm afraid, the Yellow River is still that river, Huashan is still that mountain, if China is wiped out, and the Central Plains is occupied by barbarians, will there be descendants? Are there still mountains and rivers? ”

"Fate has given me extraordinary abilities and missions."

"It seems to be telling me, Gu Changan, you can't fall yet, you have to keep moving forward until you expel the barbarians."

"I see hard-working farmers, hard-working embroidery women, thousands of little Luoyang students studying in the school, and every ordinary person is running for life."

"Can I disappear a hundred? I'm guilty, damn guilty! ”

"That's why I'm afraid to come to the Central Plains, but you force me with a blind eye!"

Gu Changan was so painful that his soul continued to twitch, but his voice still had a trembling smile:

"When I came, I was devastated, and when I left, I should have beautiful rivers and mountains."

"I want future generations to mention the name Gu Changan, and they can say that this prosperous world is as you wish."

"So I'm going to recast my flesh, I'm going to slaughter the barbarians endlessly, but I'm really sad."

"After so many hardships, I finally completed my mission, but I still have to continue to fight, and every time I am injured and healed, I am suffering from the torture of thousands of times, and the pain cannot be remembered."

"Without your letter, I wouldn't have come to the Central Plains, and when the peaceful and prosperous times come, I will definitely go down and scold you."

"You are so ruthless, since I was a child, you told me to protect the lonely city and fight for the national ridge, and when I did it with great difficulty, you died one by one, let me bear the pain of constant bereavement, and let me live alone."

After being silent for a long time, Gu Changan didn't speak again.

Suddenly.

"It's just a little bit of weather." He said.

The voice was soft, but powerful, and affirmative, as if every word was blood spurting from the soul.

"Let's go!" The mist left the spiritual position, and was as calm as a pool of unwavering lake.

He's going to the holy city of the barbarians.

Since it is necessary to reforge the flesh, it is far from enough to rely on the border barbarians, and the only way to go to the holy city is to kill, and it may fail, but this is the only way.

Li Wan stood quietly not far away, saw the mist drifting, did not hand out the sword box at the first time, and asked in a trembling voice:

"Where do you want to go?"

Gu Changan was silent.

He wasn't sure if he could succeed in recasting his body, so he didn't give hope to others, and without hope, there would be no loss.

"Thank you for your company." After he finished speaking, he floated out of the Heroic Soul Palace, and the fog was so shallow that ordinary people could no longer see it.

Li Wang's heart was like a knife, and he followed out in a daze, hanging in the air and parallel to the fog.

She didn't know what would happen, but she still wanted to walk with him a little longer, a little more, as if the separation would never come.

……

Late at night, a city on the border of Tang and Zhao stood majestically, Li Wan stood at the city gate with a sword box in his hand, and she promised Gu Changan to only send it here.

"If you still feel indebted, be a good gentleman, your words and deeds in the Jinluan Palace can change the fate of the people."

Gu Changan's voice is no longer weak, if he is alive, he will return to the lonely city, home will always be home, but if he is alive, he will make the barbarians jealous, and he will give the people a shelter.

Li pulled his lips tightly, his eyes were red and swollen, "No one cared about him before he died, and he didn't want anyone to know after he died?" ”

Gu Changan stopped talking.

At this time, there was a sharp scolding from the city.

An old farmer who wanted to enter the city carried two bags of charcoal and was pushed out by the guards.

The charcoal seller fell to the ground, without shoes, and wrapped his feet in rags, and his ankles were crawling with maggots.

"It is forbidden to sell charcoal in the city, confiscate it!"

The scar-faced guard was stern and stern, and his words were unquestionable, and he ordered the soldiers to take away two bags of charcoal.

After speaking, there was a chill on his face:

"Get up! Where to go back and forth! ”

The merchants outside the city felt pity when they saw this, but they were afraid and did not dare to stretch out.

"I ...... I only have two bags of charcoal, and I want to buy two old hens for my grandson, do you think you can stop ......? The charcoal seller gasped for breath, so anxious that tears came out.

"Count to three."

The guard drew his sword.

The charcoal seller was like dead ashes, so he had to beg for mercy, and kept saying that he didn't want charcoal.

"I'll give you two pennies." The guard took out two copper plates from his waist and threw them over, while educating the charcoal seller:

"Don't come to sell charcoal again in the future, forget it this time, hang it at the city gate next time and whip it!"

"Okay, good ......" The charcoal seller was so moved that he wanted to bend down and bow, but his legs probably hurt, he trembled and sat on the ground again, and finally staggered away.

It was no longer difficult for Li Wan to contain his anger, and the cold sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and he had to take the head of the guard.

Gu Changan did everything he could for the common people, was it for him to witness the scene of the people being oppressed?

The sudden killing opportunity, the Scarface guard shuddered, and knelt down to beg for mercy before the sword fell.

"How dare you oppress the people like this? Is it because the taxes are exhausted and not enough to serve the soldiers, or is it because of one's own greed? Even the old farmer didn't let go of two bags of charcoal, can you know what you did? ”

Li Bang's tone is sensitive.

Merchants outside the city applauded one after another, daring to call Emperor Zhao by his name, the identity must not be simple, and corrupt officials and insects must be punished!

"Wronged!" The guard was sweating profusely, and hurriedly signaled the soldiers to pour out two bags of charcoal:

"It's scorched wood."

Where the charcoal on the ground is, it is clearly just some burnt wood.

"That old farmer has long been crazy, it is the brute dog that has released poisonous gas in our Zhao country, and many frail and sick old people are crazy."

"The grandson in the mouth of this charcoal seller was hacked to death and eaten by him two days ago."

"I didn't let him go into the city because I was afraid that he would be retaliated against by his son and daughter-in-law, and his grandfather had eaten his grandson, so there could be no more tragic situation of his son killing his father!"

The guard general finished speaking in one breath out of fear, and when he saw the cold sword hanging above his head disappear, he said bitterly:

"These brute dogs come when they want to, and they can leave when they want, taking plundering and slaughtering people as their war exploits, and torturing our ordinary people in Zhao under the pull."

There was a dead silence outside the city.

The merchant went from shocking to frightened, and finally numb.

God bless the Central Plains......

What sin do the people have, so much so that God is like this?!

Li Bang's expression was dark, he looked down at the sword box, and his heart suddenly fell into the cliff.

The fog is gone.

Did you leave quietly?

Or is it dying......

Merchants entered the city one after another, but Li Wan stood lonely outside the city, silently staring at the sky, she stood for a long time.

……

PS: Double monthly pass, ask for a monthly pass with a thick face, ask for a monthly pass......