In the council hall of the Li Palace, Yan Jing reclined and sat on the main seat, at this time he was no longer in the uniform of the military, and changed into the costume of the royal family of the Li Kingdom.

Dressed in a dark dress, finely embroidered with gold silk birds and beasts, the headdress is crowned with jade, and the glass-like red jade is embedded in the waist, shining in the light of the sunset.

"What happened to the two foreigners?" Yan Jing gently shook the glass cup in his hand, but there was no wine.

"Those two people were confined in the firewood room of the side hall, and their subordinates sent people to inspect them overnight, and they couldn't escape."

Xu Chensheng handed over the secret letter in his hand, "Fengluo City was slaughtered a few days ago, and the other side is strong. ”

Fengluo City is located at the junction of Li State and Linyuan State, the location is sensitive, who else can have such a force to destroy the city except Linyuan Country itself?

Yan Jing opened the secret letter, and a map of the area was displayed in his eyes, and the location marked in red was in Li Guo.

Pingshu Pavilion - that killer organization turned out to be in the Li Kingdom.

If it was the Pingshu Pavilion, the threat of such a neutral and powerful force to the country was really not half a star.

"We still don't have enough ordnance."

"Major General, the location of the Li State is remote and the resources are poor, and there are not so many gold and stones."

"If you don't have a gold stone, take it from somewhere else." Yan Jing raised her eyebrows, and her red lower lip was lightly pursed.

"Isn't Wind Falling City rich in gold and stone mines?"

Fengluo City is rich in gold and stone, especially famous for iron tools, and has been seized by the Li army since it was destroyed.

It's just that the city is full of blood, and there are no rotting corpses everywhere, and it is also a costly project to clean up for a while.

"Subordinates receive orders." Chensheng's silver robe rose with the wind, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

Empty city, only the fate of being plundered, grab and abandon is the safest way to go.

The lights of the hall that returned to silence gradually appeared, and Yan Jing stroked the black jade that followed him from the time of memory to the other world with one hand.

Relatives died in battle, close friends were captured, and their homeland was destroyed, and now they are left alone to survive in the world.

Such a situation is really similar to her.

As soon as his mind moved, the black jade changed its form, condensed into an ink-colored crystal nucleus, and in an instant, a huge virtual space absorbed Yan Jing into it.

This is the only confidence he has in the world, the "spiritual realm" brought from his own world.

Advanced weapons, scientific research instruments, and construction machinery are all stored in this virtual space.

This is a weapon unique to him in the world, and it is also a treasure trove of war that his people are proud of.

"Didi"

"There is not enough gold and stone to operate the energy bank."

The mechanical female voice is intermittently stuck in the sentence.

Unfortunately, it needs plenty of gold and stone to fully function.

"Lin Qingwan, this big drama really has to be you."

He rubbed his mandible, as if his ambition to conquer the world was raging and expanding.

Yan Jing now feels that war may be cruel, but infinite strife seems to be even more hateful.

The people of their own country cannot be abandoned, and the civilians here also need to be protected.

As a soldier, as the monarch of the Li country, no matter where he comes from, he must go to the light.

Therefore, any sacrifice is justified until the goal is achieved.

He had a hunch that Lin Qingwan might be an important clue to grasp the golden stone, and it was likely to have an unexpected relationship with the Pingshu Pavilion.

Consciousness returned, Yan Jing waved his hand to extinguish the candle flame in the main hall and walked to his dormitory.

He stumbled upon a pear blossom floating in from the southeast.

I still remember the scene along the way to Fengluo City to collect the Li Palace after the destruction of the Li Palace.

Pear blossoms are like stars falling, and the long wind dyes red dust.

That pear tree that was moved from the space is now so luxuriant?

Qingwan was also looking up at the same pear tree, this one was the one in front of the city lord's mansion.

It is a pear blossom tree planted by the queen mother herself to accompany her as a child.

The taste of the pear blossom born from it is like the body fragrance of the queen mother, and it also carries the longing for the father.

The father was stabbed to death by Rong Di in the north in order to protect the Fengluo City early, and the queen mother has been struggling to support the Fengluo City alone.

As an only daughter, she is responsible for the Acropolis and the protection of the country, the frontier must be guarded, and martial arts must be practiced.

Qingwan, who has been without the company of her relatives since she was a child, can only pour out all her thoughts to this pear blossom tree, and now goodbye, it is like a world away.

It has been five years since she sent out the army to return to the city.

Returning again turned out to be a withered scene of a ruined family and a life-bound.

"City Lord, it's late at night, beware of catching a cold." Bixian lightly draped the only thin coat stained with blood over her.

"Okay, let's go inside."

The house was shabby, and it was very cold in the early spring nights, with only one bed, and no decent tables, chairs, and furniture as far as the eye could see.

"Bixian, it seems that we can only squeeze it" Qingwan was a little embarrassed.

Bi Xian stepped forward when she heard the sound and tidied up the bed, "The city lord sleeps here alone, and it is good to go elsewhere." ”

"We just said that we will be called sisters, although the name is casual, but the friendship is still there."

"Don't chill me."

Qingwan turned his back and hid Liyuan behind him, and swept the sword body towards Bixian.

Bixian easily jumped sideways, but he didn't notice Qingwan's hand stretched out behind him, the slender belt was rolled out, and his body was hugged to the bed by the force of rotation.

"It's not a big deal to sleep together, I haven't seen any scenes in the northern Xinjiang before."

"Just sleeping together, it's still so twisted."

Bixian is a few years older and Qingwan, and her ears are slightly red when she is ridiculed like this, and her delicate face, which does not match her calm temperament, becomes more and more delicate at this time.

"City Lord, this is not appropriate."

They seemed to have gone back to the past, one was running around, the other hiding, and drinking a pot of stolen Du Lang wine under the pear tree, so comfortable.

The ink clothes exuded a girl's smile like a flower, "Qinglian was much more foolish than me when she stole Du Lang's wine." ”

The girl with the bundled hair lowered her head, and when she heard the words, she was not far behind, "I don't know whose young lady stole the dim sum shop and was chased by a dog for seven alleys." ”

"It's not me yet, get rid of that group of people, or you will have to leave a dog's tooth mark now, city lord."

Although the voice was slight, it was heard word for word by Qingwan.

The two looked at each other and smiled, although it was a bleak autumn breeze, but the pear blossoms still fell asleep in the window.

Turning off the lights and closing the windows can't block the cold, but it warms people's hearts.

"Bixian is far inferior to me."

"The castle lord's cavalry shooting is really bad."

"I must have seen the majesty of the three armies?"

"Although the city lord is extremely majestic, he is not modest at all, he must have forgotten the rabbit lying on his head that day?"

"It's worthy of being my sister, and this ability to punish the heart is really good."

"It's better to be the bishop of the city."

Qingwan leaned against the outer edge of the bed, the scattered hair fluoresced through the moonlight, the bright eyebrows and eyes were like red plums in winter, and the waist was outlined by the sinuous hair in a graceful arc, staring at the blue strings in the back.

Bixian finally smiled, if he came to the glacier.

Luckily, we can be with each other.

Pear blossom fell into a dream, dreamed of pear blossom boat on Du Lang wine, lovesick people next to Chunyuan Township.