The yellow-faced and skinny child drew a knife and cut off the head of another child who was also yellow-skinned.

The bones of your head roll to your feet, and there is confusion in your eyes.

The knife-wielding child bent down and broke the palm of the headless child corpse, and there was half a dirty naan in the palm of his hand.

Throwing down the long knife with its own blood, he had taken the half of the naan, and ate it with blood and dirt.

He smiled, like a child.

Then he suddenly sees you and walks towards you.

You look down and find that you are also holding a naan in your hand.

The long knife has come to the top of your head, and you see the reflection on the blade.

There are the flames that soar to the sky, the figures who compete with hungry wolves for food and desperately bite the carrion on the ground, the tears of the mother who cannibalizes her son, and many, many ...... The last scene is your desperate eyes!

The knife fell, and after a whirlwind, it was already pitch black in front of him......

"Ahh Li Mujiang's uncontrollable screams were particularly clear in the silent Fatong Jungle.

Her dark green lips still couldn't stop trembling lightly, and the cold sweat on her forehead trickled down, but the next moment, when she woke up, she immediately stretched out her slender hand to her mouth, and then bit the back of her hand fiercely.

There are some people in this world who would rather shed blood than shed a tear easily. Blood sheds strength and takes away cowardice and tears.

After a long time, Li Mujiang opened her eyes, the sadness in her eyes was still there, but there was no tear, she stared at the new scar on the back of her hand, and whispered to herself:

"Are you having nightmares again?"

Since eight months ago, she has been constantly chased and killed, trekking for days, not resting for several days and not dripping, after the drama fight of Fang Cai, and then in the desperate situation between life and death, after such a big change, she has long been physically and mentally exhausted, exhausted, and may faint at any time, but she does not want to show weakness in front of outsiders, so after hurriedly saying goodbye to Zhang Qianjun and Jiang Xiaoshu, she ran all the way to Chang'an City in the east.

Along the way, she kept reminding herself not to fall, and when she ran here, she finally couldn't support it, leaned on a big tree, and fell asleep.

Raising his hand to wipe away the cold sweat flowing from the nightmare on his pretty face, Li Mujiang looked up and found that countless rays of sunlight were projected from the cracks in the forest to the ground, and several warm rays fell on him.

Li Mujiang stood up, but found that something fell from her knees to the ground, and she looked at it fixedly, it was the big piece she gave to Jiang Xiaoshu, and she didn't know when it covered her knees.

Li Mujiang leaned over and picked up the big sword, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and he was stunned for a moment, and then after a cold "snort", he jumped up and down a few times and jumped onto the top of the tree.

Looking at the east, I saw the rising sun, the colorful glow floated in the sky like wisps of gold, the sun sprinkled on the tips of Li Mujiang's hair, face and shoulders, and sprinkled on the majestic city at the end of the field of vision.

Changan.

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In the third year of Daqin Jiaxin, it was early in the morning of June twenty-one.

Guangren Temple, a temple located in the northwest corner of Chang'an City, but it is not Sakyamuni who is enshrined here, but the green Tara with a beautiful face and a twenty-eight years old. The believers here are not Central Plains monks, but a group of Tibetan lamas.

The lamas were kneeling in unison in the main hall, worshipping the beautiful Green Tara, but these dozens of lamas didn't know that on the eaves above their heads, there was a beautiful woman sitting at this moment.

She wore a simple high ponytail, and her figure was tall and slender, and her chest was excessively straight, like a cedar. And the most striking thing is the four tear moles arranged in a diamond shape under the corner of her right eye.

This beautiful woman is naturally Li Mujiang, she grabbed a piece of hot cooked beef next to her with her left hand and put it in her mouth, and the big leather bag in her right hand leaned back, and scribbled a sip of wine, so that her surging thoughts gradually stabilized......

How dare the thieves come to Chang'an City? Haven't they been driven away by Zhang Daxia? When did you follow? I don't even know it...... I need to find an opportunity to tell Zhang Daxia and Jiang Xiaoshu about them.

Jiang Xiaoshu.

This name flashed in his mind, and Li Mujiang couldn't help but move his nose.

Upside down, messy, frivolous, full of nonsense, and pretentious......

This kind of guy can actually enter the sky, which is really ridiculous.

Thinking about it, Li Mujiang glanced at the air beside him, as if Jiang Xiaoshu was sitting on the side.

Strange to say, Li Mujiang even imagined how Jiang Xiaoshu would defend himself if he was really here:

"Damn, Lao Tzu is the first genius in the past, it is the master I deigned and reluctantly chose the Heavenly Absolute Gate, how did I get to you, this little girl, I actually became a ...... to climb high"

"Soldier Saint" Jiang Ping is both wise and brave, so he is not powerful, and his son Xiao Jiang Gongzi is even more genius...... How good are these people? The same surname Jiang, isn't it ten times and a hundred times stronger than this guy?

If Li Mujiang knew the true identity of this thief Jiang Xiaoshu, he was afraid that her jaw would be shocked......

Li Mujiang shook his head and expelled the Jiang Xiaoshu he had imagined inexplicably from his mind, but he still couldn't help but scold:

"Shameless!"

Retracting his thoughts, Li Mujiang looked at the rising sun in the glow of the sun, and then at most of the vigorous Chang'an City under the sun-

"I've arrived in Chang'an, it's such a beautiful place. The bustling streets, the crowds of literati, the peaceful lights of thousands of homes, and the people living and working in peace and contentment. It makes me admire and yearn for it, and it's exactly the same as in my dreams......"

Dream! Thinking of this word, Li Mujiang's face changed, and he glanced down at the back of his hand, which had a brand-new and deep bite mark on it.

She remembered the dream she had had yesterday when she fell asleep, the bloody hands, the dirty naan, the firelight, and the screams...... Everything in the dream turned into a sharp blade, stabbing hard in the heart, constantly twitching, twisting, cramping......

Her palms couldn't help but tremble violently, but after only a moment, she immediately clenched her fists fiercely, and her palms were as steady as a sculpture, as if Fang Cai's tremor had never existed at all.

She knows that she is burdened with the fate of countless people, and any weakness and self-pity will not be sympathized, and even she will look down on herself.

She spread out her palm and dropped a bag embroidered with "To Chang'an Qi", the secret letter inside had been taken out, and a very strange sentence was written on the letter-

Advance into thorns, bumpy roads; retreat to the cage and cut off the joys and sorrows; has arrived in Chang'an, as a trade-off; If you don't make a decision, everything will be stopped.

At this moment, Li Mujiang remembered the past many years ago-

The wind howled, and the rain poured down. A young army formed a circle in the Gobi, and in the center of the circle was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, with a long sword in her hand held high, solemnly swearing -

"Nalana Fu is here, for the Mujiang family, for the people of Li, for the country of wild wolves, to take on this heavy responsibility, if you don't welcome my lord, you vow not to return!"

It's clearly such a clear past, but why is it more hazy and distant than a dream now?

"What should I do?" Li Mujiang looked at the scars on his hands and muttered to himself:

"Did you just disappear and live the rest of your life in Chang'an? Or do you bet everything and find him? How can you be willing to give up, persist but almost hopeless, heh, indecisive, everything is stopped...... Li Mujiang, Li Mujiang, why can't you make a decision? ”

She suddenly remembered that she hadn't had a good dream for a long, long time.

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