I heard that Qingling finally broke through, and a large number of refugees came to Qingdu, Qingling's people came to Qingdu, and Qingdu's people went to Qingyang.

They said that the general led an army of 100,000 to meet the battle fifteen miles outside the city, and the battle reports were one after another, and they were all great victories.

They said that the reinforcements surrounded the enemy, and Qingling was about to take it back, and Qingdu also defended.

For such a war, the secretary does not have too many feelings, and any kind of bloody wind is like a casual conversation, fluttering.

But in the afternoon, the battle report suddenly changed, they said that the Qingdu City Pass was broken, and the enemy army pushed forward for fifteen miles in half a day to the city gate.

When Qingqing walked out of the inn, many people were desperately running in one direction with large and small burdens.

They said that there was still a secret way to evacuate, and Qingdu City couldn't stand it.

Qingqing was pushed back and forth by everyone, and was soon squeezed into a corner.

She looked at the panicked expressions on those people's faces and was a little dazed, are they all leaving?

Among them, there are many familiar people, and they have all drunk in front of them.

Now are they all going to leave the Qingdu that they said they loved yesterday?

But Childe and Xun Prisoner had not appeared in front of them for several days, and they had abandoned themselves in this lonely inn.

Even now that the green capital is broken, I don't see their shadows.

Maybe they've long gone, but where have they gone?

Qingyang, they said that where did the rich and powerful people go, and now the people here are going there too.

Qingqing finally heard the sound of fighting, and a large number of people shouted and shouted to kill.

It's Xun Prisoner and Zhu You.

They were clad in black, hard armor, blood dripping from the blades in their hands, gasping for air.

When they saw Qingqing, they were all obviously stunned.

The prisoner grabbed Qingqing's slender wrist, shocked, surprised, and questioned.

"Why haven't you left yet?!"

Qingqing's mind was still a little chaotic, "I...... I'm waiting for you......"

The prisoner's face changed slightly, and he didn't say anything more, just pulled Qingqing forward.

Zhu You, and other people in armor also followed, and there was a terrible sound of fighting at the end.

Shouting, blood and gas, Qingqing smelled a bad smell.

"Run forward, don't look back."

The prisoner let go of his hand and pushed Qingqing.

"Take her away!"

The few people who were running slowly caught Qingqing directly from the hands of the Xun prisoner, running, they were still running, but Qingqing wanted to look back at the Xun prisoner.

"Xun Prisoner ......"

But her voice was drowned out by the sound of the wind and the sound of fighting, and an invisible force dragged this green capital into purgatory.

Prisoners are going to die, right?

Qingqing thought so.

The Xun prisoner is probably going to die.

Far away from the pursuers behind them, the two soldiers stopped in unison.

"Girl, run forward, you will soon catch up with them, follow them, and someone will pick you up in Qingyang."

Are you going to be left alone again?

"Do you want to go back too?"

"Soldiers, as it should be."

As soon as the words fell, the sharp arrows that sprang out of nowhere were like poisonous snakes, piercing through the necks of the soldiers, passing through his arrows and approaching Qingqing's face.

It's lukewarm.

The arrows that had just pierced the veins were warm and smelled fishy.

Qingqing felt that the picture in front of her was dyed with a trace of blood red, as if something was covering her world, and she didn't seem to be able to see anything clearly.

But she heard the sound of the blade being drawn, and someone was behind her.

But that kind of shelter is only for a moment, just for a moment.

The man also fell, and something round fell to the ground, with a blush patch.

Qingqing also fell, and the person in front of him, no, it should be said that half of the person in front of him fell on his body.

Blood was constantly bubbling out of such a large wound, and every inch of Qingqing's skin felt so warm and fishy.

A pair of hands lifted himself up, and his good-looking face was full of indifference, completely ignoring the warmth and jade in his memory.

"Kill or stay?"

The person beside him was something Qingqing had never seen, and now his life was handed over to this person he had never met.

Qingqing lost consciousness again.

The moonlight outside the window was very bright, and there was only one person in the house, and it was quiet outside.

It seemed that he had a long dream, and someone lifted himself out of the corpse, and asked the strategist beside him with an indifferent face whether to kill or stay.

But as soon as he sat up, he saw a man in a black python robe sitting on the edge of his bed.

It's Lu Shen.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Qingqing, as if he had been waiting to wake up.

"Why are you here?"

Lu Shen smiled softly, "Qingqing, we will be able to meet again soon." ”

But aren't we just on the other side of each other now?

"Our destiny is never to meet, isn't it?"

Qingqing said something insincere, again.

"Tsk, it's really cruel, it's the same as before."

He suddenly raised his hand and pointed out the window, "You see, the moonlight that belongs to us is slowly rising. ”

The moon outside the window slowly rose, a dazzling red, like a newborn red sun, but not full of hope.

Flames suddenly filled the window, and blackened figures fled in the skylight, screaming in terrible screams everywhere.

It's the sound of life passing.

Someone tied Lu Shen to a wooden stake, the iron chain was deeply embedded in his flesh, and the blood slowly dripped down, but it disappeared before it fell to the ground.

Turning his head to look at Lu Shen again, his eyes were full of monstrous anger.

But in the end, only sorrow remained in his eyes.

"Qingqing."

Someone whispered in her ear, and she felt that she really should wake up, so she slowly opened her eyes.

Xun prisoner's face was a little pale, and when he saw Qingqing waking up, he seemed to be relieved, "Awake?" Is there anything uncomfortable? Hungry or not? ”

But Qingqing just shook her head, Xun was not dead, it was good, she just had a long and painful dream.

Qingqing thought so.

But the appearance of Zhuyou and Xun prisoner slowly coincided, they seemed to have become a person, and they seemed to have always been a person.

"Where's the prisoner?"

Zhu You's expression was stunned, and then he showed a puzzled look, as if he was searching for the answer Qingqing wanted in his brain.

What about the prisoners?

"Miss Ye, there is no such person as a prisoner."

"None? How could there not be? ”

The master said that he wanted to follow the first person he saw, so he followed the prisoner to Qingdu.

Because the prisoner said that he could save his son, he also had a strange dream and met a strange person.

Because he was a prisoner, he almost left Qingdu.

But why did he say that there was no one called a prisoner?

Zhu You also seemed to be puzzled by Qingqing's doubts, "It is true that there has never been a person who is a prisoner, but who is Miss Ye looking for?" ”

"Who are you looking for?"

Outside the house, a white-clothed boy walked in, it was Shen Gongzi.

But I don't know why, Qingqing subconsciously shrank back, and there was a trace of horror in her eyes.

She seemed to be born to be afraid of him.

Shen Gongzi's steps forward were also slightly stunned, but the smile on his face did not decrease, "Miss Ye, what's wrong?" ”

Qingqing opened her eyes, and she couldn't tell why her fear came from.

"I want to find a prisoner?"

"Prisoner? Is the prisoner an acquaintance of the girl? If the girl is looking for her, I will send someone to help her find it. ”

They didn't seem to know who the prisoner was, so Qingqing shook her head.

"I'm not looking for it, I'm not looking for it."

Xun Prison has also become a dream, just like Lu Shen, it's probably a dream.

I just don't know, will Xun Prisoner reappear like Lu Shen?

It's just that now that the prisoner is gone, who should I go with?

Shen Gongzi approached slowly, but Qingqing trembled unconsciously, Shen Gongzi looked sideways slightly, "Are you afraid of me?" ”

Qingqing didn't speak.

"Why?"

Qingqing still didn't speak.

Only then did Zhu You come to Shen Gongzi's side, "Xu is frightened, and he hasn't recovered yet." ”

Shen Gongzi didn't continue to ask, "Miss Ye just needs to rest, tomorrow we will leave Qingdu." ”

Qingqing slowly raised her head at this time, "Can I not leave?" ”

Shen Gongzi narrowed his eyes slightly, "What did you do alone in Qingdu after the war?" ”

Postwar? So are you dreaming?

"I want to go home."

Qingqing didn't want to leave, she wanted to go back to Qiufeng Ferry, continue to be her own ferry girl, do what the old man should do, and wait for the old man to come back.

He had said that he would always come back.

Shen Gongzi didn't answer, but just said softly, "You just have to rest." ”

He left, seemingly with anger, but Qingqing didn't understand.

I just met him in Pingshui, I don't know his name, I don't know his identity, why can't I leave?

Zhu You turned his body, he was originally going to leave behind Shen Gongzi, but he still stopped.

"Girl, you can't do without it."

"Why? The legs are long on my body, I want to go, and I can always leave. ”

Zhuyou just shook his head, closed the door, and left.

Shen Gongzi did not go far, but stopped in the courtyard.

"Is the prisoner settled?"

Zhu You nodded slightly, "The corpse sent to him has returned to his hometown." ”

It seems that there are concerns, "will it be ...... to keep her"

"It's just a trust from the deceased."

The old man, the first half of Shen Gongzi's life has always been mysterious, Zhu You has been following him for several years, and he doesn't know who his so-called old friend is.

I only remember that when the two first met, Shen Gongzi wore lotus leaves on his head, sat cross-legged in white, and fished leisurely.