Late autumn, wilderness.

The summer flowers have withered, and the green grass has withered.

But in this vast field, there is not only the late autumn Xiao Killing, it still has its own color.

Like what

Yellow!

Yellow earth.

Yellow grass.

There are also yellow wild chrysanthemums.

This is the backer of the Yue Kingdom.

A mountainous plain.

It depends on the knife mountain of Yue Kingdom!

There is no official road here, only a small road.

Zhao Hanyue didn't take the carriage anymore, she was riding a white horse, and she was walking unhurriedly in this empty wilderness at the moment.

In the distance, you can vaguely see the majestic, imposing, and knife-like mountain.

Chasing Life also rode a horse and followed behind Zhao Hanyue unhurriedly.

He didn't care about the desolation here, and even liked it a little.

So his gaze wandered between the heavens and the earth, with a smile on his face.

He thinks people are a very strange thing.

Like himself.

He likes to be busy, so he likes to stay in town just to hear all kinds of people say all sorts of things.

But he also likes to be alone.

Like now.

He felt that when the autumn was high and cool, it was a deserted and uninhabited land, and this world seemed to belong to him.

It's open.

It's unfettered freedom!

Like the eagle that swept by the sky.

Wrong!

There's one more person here!

A woman!

A beautiful woman who belongs to the young master!

originally thought that escorting this woman to Daoshan would be a little dangerous on the way.

After all, this woman's enemies are not few, after all, many people in the court don't want her to go to Daoshan to borrow a knife and come back.

Especially the Zen Buddhism of the Yue Kingdom!

Chasing the fate does not believe that Princess Hanyue has left the palace for so long, and the people of Zen Buddhism will not be suspicious.

But now it's almost time to Daoshan, and the road is unexpectedly peaceful!

Nothing!

Not even a bald man has been met!

It's a real ride.

Isn't Zen Buddhism worried about those knives on the mountain of knives?

I don't know how many knives there are on Dao Mountain, but thinking about how many knives there are on Dao Mountain, it seems that this place is her last hope, so it is enough to show how powerful Dao Mountain is.

Fengyunlou is a rather ancient legend in the rivers and lakes, chasing life is a person in the rivers and lakes, and naturally I have heard of it.

But it's just what I've heard.

Those knives that have been hidden for many years are unsheathed in the hands of Princess Hanyue......

Chase the fate of believing that this is powerful enough for Zen to drink a pot!

Therefore, when he left the Four Winds City, he left a secret letter to the head of the family, Qiao Zitong-

He was very worried about whether he could send Princess Hanyue to Daoshan safely!

The task of protecting Princess Hanyue is the order of her mother, and although she can not die, she has to consider the life of Her Royal Highness the princess.

But now they're all here, and there's not even a single battle along the way!

It's kind of weird.

What makes the pursuit even more puzzling is that the distance from Daoshan is getting closer and closer, and Her Royal Highness the princess is becoming less and less urgent.

Looking up, Zhao Hanyue was riding on a horse and swaying leisurely.

She didn't seem to go to Knife Mountain to borrow a knife.

She's more like she's out for a walk!

In the sight of chasing life and being suspicious, Zhao Hanyue actually stopped the horse!

Chasing Ming looked up at the sky, there was still an hour before noon, and it was too early for lunch, shouldn't he hurry as soon as possible?

Zhao Hanyue didn't seem to have any intention of hurrying.

She jumped off her horse, looked at the mountain ahead, and seemed to think for a moment before she turned around.

Moving.

One-step!

She stood on the side of the road.

Squatted down slowly!

She held out a hand, and that hand landed on a wild chrysanthemum on the side of the road!

Chasing the fate was still riding on the horse and watched motionlessly, and saw her pinch off one of the wild chrysanthemums.

She put it in front of her nose and sniffed, then slowly stood up again.

She looked blankly into the distance, and suddenly said:

"Look ......"

Chasing my life for a while, what do you want to see?

"Life is colorful."

"But life is extremely monotonous at some point."

"Like ...... now"

"I have seen the scenery of late autumn many times, but only this autumn has made me truly know the coldness of autumn!"

"It's not cold."

"It's like that...... It's like life is pale, it's like there's no future, it's like ......"

The corners of Zhao Hanyue's mouth curled, "Just like those dead grasses, what is the meaning of their lives?" ”

"Just to die quietly in such a late autumn?"

"I don't like that yellow."

"I like the exuberance of spring, the heat of summer, even winter...... Snowy, it is also white. There is a fiery plum in the white snow, and that is the fight against winter! ”

"But what about this autumn?"

"The grass is yellow, the fallen leaves are yellow, and even this blooming wild chrysanthemum, it is also yellow!"

"My eyes are all yellow like this."

"It's like being buried alive in a mound made of loess, obviously not dead, but feeling that there is no breath."

"I struggled to dig up such a tomb, I wanted to escape, but I ......"

Zhao Hanyue didn't say anything more.

chased life, but clearly saw the tears in her eyes.

The meaning of these words is not profound, and I understand it, and I guess the reason why Her Royal Highness the princess is walking slower and slower-

What he thought was that what Her Royal Highness the princess longed for was the love of those ups and downs, the love with the young master.

What she thinks is roughly that she hopes to achieve positive results with the young master and achieve a beautiful marriage born from the pen.

It's like the encounter between Old Lady Fan and Zhong Lipo under the peach blossoms of the spring rain in the past.

But Her Royal Highness the princess just took on the responsibility of supporting the wall!

Yue Guo's falling wall is not so easy to support, at least it means that she has to lose a lot.

For example, this is a wonderful time for the year!

She took the knives of the mountain of knives and will use them to fight in the coming years.

She will face bright red blood, and pale death.

At this time, she suddenly felt something......

"Your Highness!"

Chase jumped off his horse, bent down and plucked a withered yellow dog's tail grass.

"In that case, why force yourself? Why don't you take you to Ningguo next! ”

Zhao Hanyue threw away the wild chrysanthemum in her hand, as if she had discarded her bad mood.

"I can't go!"

"It's impossible to go to Ningguo again in this life!"

"Let's go, let's continue to ...... to the knife"

Before the word mountain was spoken, the chasing force suddenly looked up and looked ahead!

Ahead, of course, is the direction leading to Knife Mountain!

Just on that sheep intestine path, in the withered yellow of the place, there was a red man walking slowly from a distance!

People can't be red.

Unless it is stained red with blood.

The man did not shed blood.

He was dressed in a red monk's robe!

His head glistens in the sun!

He still has a tin staff in his hand!

He is the cardinal archmage of Zen Buddhism!

Name unknown.

But I know the depths!

Because there are only six cardinal archmages in the entire Zen Buddhism!

Their realm, the lowest half-step Grand Master!

He was obviously still far away, and he seemed to be walking very slowly, but at this moment, he was close to Zhang Xu Kai.

The chasing eyebrows frowned, suddenly unfolded, sighed in his heart, and took the dog's tail grass in his mouth.

It's time to come, it's finally here!

In late autumn, the eyes are full of yellow.

Dead but not even a cup of loess, but cheaper than the vulture in the sky.

Zhao Hanyue also looked at the red-clothed archmage.

She slowly closed her eyes, but opened them again.

After all, he didn't catch up with the life he wanted!

Then it seems that it is better to die here than to go to the knife mountain.

She was suddenly relieved.

So he smiled.

In this boring late autumn field, there seems to be a touch of beautiful color.

Chase drew his sword.

Zhao Hanyue also took out the sword called Donkey Chopping.

Left and right is a death, and you have to try a sword!