The prime minister didn't know what he was crying about.

didn't look back, just calmly lowered his head, looked at the wine jug in his hand, and said lightly: "Aren't you running?" ”

The children behind him may be cowering, or they may be playing with the corners of their clothes, or they may be hiding behind some collapsed courtyard wall.

Qing Xiang didn't look at it, so he didn't know, just guessed.

"My friends and I played hide and seek, waited for a long time, but they didn't come to me, and when I came out, I found that everyone had run away."

The child paused, sniffed, and continued, "I'll just keep hiding here." ”

Qing Xiang was silent for a while, and said: "Then you can't blame others, you can only blame you for hiding too well, if you hide poorly, when they escape, they will definitely pull you out." ”

The child said nothing.

Qing Xiang sat there and waited for a long time, raised his head and took a sip of wine, turned around, but unfortunately did not see the figure of such a child, just some houses and courtyard walls that collapsed when the mountains cracked.

The white-clothed scholar was silent for a while, and whispered to the ruins, "Are you still there?" ”

It's a pity that no one answered.

The prime minister lowered his head, opened the pot of wine in his hand, and according to his appearance, there was a lot of blood on the white clothes.

The prime minister didn't notice any of these things at first.

On top of the old bloodstains, there were many bright blood colors, like newly blooming plum blossoms.

The white-clothed scholar looked at the drinks with some puzzlement.

I clearly didn't kill anyone, why is there blood on my robe?

If the life and death of the entire south have to fall on him, why is there only so much blood on his body?

Qing Xiang crushed the wine jug in his hand, and then walked slowly along the long street, picking up a pot of wine on the side of the street again, this time he didn't open the lid, just looked up at the sky and drank quietly.

It wasn't until a certain splash of blood, spilled down from some high streets, and poured on a wine flag in front of Qing Xiang, that the scholar finally understood why he had so much fresh blood on his body.

Yes.

It is true that sometimes it does not rain in the sky, but it does snow and blood.

The prime minister stood there quietly for a long time.

The child probably saw the blood on the white-clothed scholar's body, so he fled away in a hurry and hid.

I'm sulking, I'm not going to tell you, I'll let you guess.

The prime minister looked back at such a street, but unfortunately he still didn't see a sneaky probe figure.

Or maybe in fact such a child does not exist in the first place, but is just all the fantasies of this scholar in some painful struggle.

I fantasize that some stories are not so heavy, and I fantasize that some people in the left world can still gossip with themselves peacefully.

Until he saw the blood on his body.

The prime minister looked at it in silence for a long time, then turned his head back and continued to walk forward.

The streets of the city in the mountains are naturally undulating.

It was clear that he was just walking down a quiet long street, but countless fires suddenly appeared in front of him.

It burned in the world in front of it - Shanyue City probably had plans for the city after the city was broken.

Those broken sword cultivators went all the way to the north, igniting all the stored fire oil along the way, and it was undeniable that it could indeed stop the pace of those armies for some time.

Qing Xiang stopped in the street that suddenly rose and fell down suddenly, sat down again, held the wine jug and drank the wine, looking at the sword light dao technique and the others who were shuttling through the flames.

The fire burned on the corners of the eaves, and the city in the mountains was full of ancient trees, so that the wooden structures in the houses were naturally numerous, and the houses of this structure, once on fire, would be uncontrolled, and would burn inexorably, swallowing everything that could be seen.

The flames burned far away, and they seemed to burn in front of the prime minister.

This made it a little difficult for the scholar to breathe, and there seemed to be a lot of relief and relief.

The two emotions that are clearly in the extreme have alternated in Qingxiang's heart for so long.

Even for a person like Qing Xiang, it took a long time to finally understand the two meanings in his heart.

What made him breathe hard was naturally the guilt that he had destroyed the south of Huai'an with his own hands.

And what is softly relieved is a kind of pleasure born in hatred.

How many good and evil people are there in the world?

The emotions brought about by the trajectory of all lives are the existence that governs good and evil.

Qing Xiang sometimes thinks that when Yao Ji stepped on his robe, he may have seen the ending of many stories.

So I have been a white-clothed minister all my life, but from that time on, I put a lot of stains on my robe.

The thousand-year-old scholar looked down at the traces on his robe, maybe it was the blood plums that Lu Xiaoer thought, maybe the red plums in the Spring Garden, or some peach blossoms floating out of the Sword Sect's garden.

The prime minister himself didn't know what those were, maybe there weren't so many reveries, just a cruel, bright red bloodstain.

When the prime minister raised his head, the originally dim world suddenly had a moment of light.

The white-clothed scholar suddenly clenched the wine jug in his hand, and his eyes widened as he looked at the sword light in the sky.

It was a sword thrown by a black-robed man into the heavenly vault of the world in the green mountains north of Shanyue.

So under the sword, everything that was incomparably dim by the sword light and the mountain fire in the world instantly lit up.

The prime minister suddenly stood up, looked up in disbelief at the sword light that broke through everything.

Maybe I was surprised that it came so suddenly, so at such a timely time.

Maybe it was the surprise of the sword, or something more.

In short, the scholar stood there in shock, as if he had seen something incredible.

Of course that sword Qing Xiang knew, it was a spiritual platform, compared to Fang Cun, it was quite slender and agile, but such a slender sword suppressed all the spells and sword light in the entire Shanyue City.

Qing Xiang looked up at the sword light that made the world reappear for a long time, and finally fell his gaze to the north of Shanyue City.

A man's sword comes quickly, and a man comes quickly.

The noise that had just sounded in the city, the sound of blood splashing, did not last long before a tall black-robed man suddenly came from the distant green mountains.

The entire city of green mountains fell silent at that moment.

Therefore, those people who were dazed and shocked to look at the sword light in the sky that broke through everything and headed south, at that moment, they all heard the voice of a certain scholar who was very regretful.

"I thought it was Kamigawa."

And the gentle voice of a certain great ape, which seemed to be the usual smile.

"It's okay, it's the same when I come to Liu Qinghe."

Qing Xiang stood silently on the street drinking wine with a wine jug, and the light in his eyes changed from surprise to a regretful color.

How can this be the same?

Didn't he make the whole south like this just to meet the human emperor?

It was Liu Qinghe from Heavenly Hell.

What is this?

The prime minister drank all the wine with some joy and discarded the flask.

......

Ximen and Zhuxi were shocked to stand on the roof of the north of Shanyue City.

For Prime Minister Qing, seeing Liu Qinghe is undoubtedly an extremely regrettable thing.

It's just that for these two Heavenly Prison Deans, or more, the Heavenly Prison people who are still fighting in the city, seeing Liu Qinghe is undoubtedly an incredible thing.

The two of them stared in amazement at the tall man in the golden-striped black robe who had walked down the street somewhere.

The latter raised his head and glanced at the two, smiled slightly, and said, "Ximen, Zhuxi?" ”

Ximen and Zhuxi came back to their senses, hurriedly fell from the eaves, stopped in front of Liu Qinghe, and bowed respectfully.

"I've seen the prison master."

Liu Qinghe looked at the two of them with embarrassment for a long time, and raised his hand, probably wanting to pat Simon on the shoulder, but probably felt that it was unfair to Zhuxi to only pat Simon, and it was too stupid to stretch out two hands.

So the hand was raised, and it fell down again, and it was behind him, and he smiled and nodded, "It's hard work." ”

Ximen and Zhuxi were stunned for a while, after all, the current scene was indeed too weird.

Liu Qinghe didn't care about the looks of the two, and slowly crossed the two of them and headed towards the south of Shanyue City.

Halfway through, he remembered something, looked back at the two of them and said, "By the way, let everyone quit Shanyue City." ”

Zhuxi and Ximen both looked at Liu Qinghe in surprise, as if they couldn't understand what this meant, and the two looked towards the green mountains outside the mountain city, but unfortunately they didn't see the army that came from Huaidu, and the green mountains were silent, as if there was nothing.

"Why?"

Simon hesitated for a moment, but still took a step forward, bowed, and asked in confusion.

Liu Qinghe stopped, quietly looking at the distant fires and many cultivators.

"Because there is no point, a war between a cultivator and the Witch and Ghost Dao, you throw yourself into it, no matter how many deaths you make, it is meaningless. It's just to add more blood to this world. ”

Simon fell silent.

Naturally, it is like this.

This is also why, once such a barrier is broken, the entire Shanyue City will no longer have the strength to resist and can only fight and go.

One is that it has been held for too long, and even if the sword cultivators in the city are not dead, most of them are already disabled, and it is difficult to have any strength to face them head-on.

Second, naturally, after the city was broken, those human armies, in the face of sword light magic, it was difficult to have any effect, and they could only become some targets in the streets and alleys.

"If we give up Shanyue City like this, the Hanging Courtyard will naturally drive straight in, even if there is a Liuyun Mountain Range in front of them, they can also turn in the direction of Bailu and continue to go deeper, unless they ......"

Ximen looked at the black-robed man in front of him for a long time, and said softly: "Unless the sword sent by the lord is not a sword to stop the war, but a sword to guard." ”

Liu Qinghe turned his head with a slight smile, looked at Ximen and said, "Do you want Huaidu to take the lead in not abiding by the rules of the world?" ”

Simon fell silent.

He naturally understood what Liu Qinghe meant.

That sword was just a sword to stop the war, so after slashing the sword light spell for a day, it didn't stop and headed south.

Liu Qinghe is also walking in such a city of mountains and moons.

This Huaidu great ape turned his head, walked slowly in the long street, and said lightly: "I know that Your Majesty's affairs in the East China Sea have made the hearts of the world begin to waver a little, and they have begun to question whether the world's major repairs have really stopped caring about the world. ”

"It's just that there are some things that can only be in the East China Sea."

Liu Qinghe said calmly, but he didn't explain why some things had to be in the East China Sea, and he still slowly moved forward.

"The rules of the world are still there, others don't follow the rules, that's the business of others, if Huaidu doesn't follow the rules, the order of the world is the real collapse. You should know what kind of consequences will be in the world where such a great avenue has flourished for more than 2,000 years, once the etiquette collapses. ”

Zhuxi, who had not spoken all this time, said in a deep voice: "But the prison master always has to give an answer for us to leave Shanyue City like this. ”

Liu Qinghe looked up at the street somewhere high in the city in the mountains, looked at the white-clothed scholar standing there, smiled slightly, and said in a gentle tone: "Because Your Majesty intends to give Shanyue City to the dean of the prime minister." ”

Ximen and Zhuxi stood there in disbelief, and after a long time, Ximen said softly: "So Your Majesty did do something sorry for the Hanging Courtyard?" ”

Liu Qinghe withdrew his smile and sighed wistfully.

"Absolutely."

The two stood silent for a long time, didn't say anything, and turned to walk towards the world beyond the mountain fire.

......

With the sudden appearance of Liu Qinghe, such a short but not without tragic war finally came to an end.

Those rebels and the monks of the Hanging Courtyard stopped south of Shanyue City, and watched with complicated expressions as the sword cultivators who had been entrenched here for a long time slowly left this mountain city.

Liu Chunfeng and Fang Zhiqiu had already come to Qing Xiang's side, Liu Chunfeng stood silent for a long time, and then said softly: "Do we still want to continue to go north?" ”

Qing Xiang held the wine jug, took a sip of wine, and said calmly: "Do you think we can still move forward?" ”

Although Liu Chunfeng knew that Liu Qinghe would most likely not make a move, he still couldn't say anything like that after all.

For them, Mr. Suspense Courtyard, it is probably true that they do not have the face to say these things confidently anymore.

Fang Zhiqiu, the gentleman of the Fengwuyuan, didn't say anything, just stood there quietly, looking up at the green mountains in the world that had fallen towards the twilight after a short period of brightness.

"The moonlight should be nice tonight."

Fang Zhiqiu's words were very sudden.

It's just that when Prime Minister Qing and Liu Chunfeng raised their heads and saw the white moon in the east, which was already very distinct, they also took it for granted.

In the middle of July, you can see the extremely bright moonlight in Shanyue Castle.

"But it's a pity that under such moonlight, we have done something that is not beautiful and useless."

Fang Zhiqiu continued, raising his hand to grasp the phalanges on his waist, and sighed long.

Qing Xiang was silent for a long time, and said softly: "Of course, regret is inevitable, just like when the young master always wanted to gain fame in Huangliang, but to no avail. ”

The three of them didn't say anything more, just silently looked at the Lord of Heaven who came in the twilight.

After a long time, Qing Xiang said softly: "Let's go." ”

Liu Chunfeng was silent for a while, and said slowly: "It's all here, what else are you going?" Even if we do survive this story, the world will not praise us for being lost. ”

Qing Xiang said calmly: "If you want to see the moonlight, naturally everyone looks at their own, I like to drink alone." ”

Liu Chunfeng understood what Qing Xiang meant at this time, looked at Liu Qinghe, who was coming here, didn't say anything more, and walked slowly away with Fang Zhiqiu on the long street.

When Liu Qinghe walked through those streets and alleys, there was only Qing Xiang left here, and half a pot of wine.

The Lord of Heaven and Hell stopped in the street with a sigh of embarrassment, and then looked back at the sunset in the west, and the crimson world.

"Although Your Majesty has never mentioned anything related to the arm bones of the green hanging suspension....."

The Lord of Heaven said straight to the point.

"But you should also know that a person like Your Majesty, keeping his mouth shut, naturally also represents a kind of guilt."

Qing Xiang stood there calmly, looked at Liu Qinghe and said, "And then? ”

Liu Qinghe smiled slightly and said, "So Your Majesty has decided to give you all of Shanyue City, including these green mountains,"

Qing Xiang looked at Liu Qinghe for a long time, and after a long time, he said slowly: "Everything from Lingnan to Liuyun Mountain Range? ”

Liu Qinghe said softly: "Everything from Lingnan to Liuyun Mountain Range. But ....."

This Huaidu Great Ape said calmly: "But the arm bones of the green hanging suspension, he can't return it to the suspensory courtyard." You should know very well what such a thing can bring to the world. ”

Of course, the prime minister is very clear.

Such a person with the destiny of a thousand years ago can make the sword of Tsing Yi recognize the lord by itself, so that the Great Dao was originally willing to be padded to the table, even if it has been dead for thousands of years, it can still be of great use.

For example, the phalanges in Fang Zhiqiu's hands.

Prime Minister Qing sneered and said, "If Your Majesty is willing to do this at the beginning of the story, why is this the world? ”

Liu Qinghe said calmly: "Your Majesty is not you and me, the world knows that Prime Minister Qing is an idler, Liu Qinghe is an idler, but Your Majesty is not an idler, he has too many things to do, you have a request, you can send a piece of paper to Huaidu, instead of plunging the entire south into blood and fire." ”

The Lord of Heaven looked at the scholar in front of him with regret.

"You see, things have come to this point, and whoever comes, there is no way to reverse it."

Qing Xiang looked at Liu Qinghe deeply, and his eyes fell to the north of the world, but it was a pity that even Qing Xiang was not able to see any traces of the army in those green mountains in the north.

Liu Qinghe smiled slightly and said, "Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and armor have come to Huaidu, but they are probably still on the line of the sword path between the East China Sea and the Liuyun Sword Sect. ”

Maybe it's because I'm worried that this white-clothed prime minister can't understand. Liu Qinghe added.

"They didn't come here for the affairs of Shanyue City, so they walked a little slower."

Qing Xiang was silent for a long time, looked at Liu Qinghe and said slowly: "So what is Huaidu?" ”

Liu Qinghe stood there very embarrassed, looked at the world, and said softly: "The bow of Dayi, thirteen bows of Dayi, and thirteen anchor machine masters. ”

The big ape of Huaidu looked back at the white-clothed scholar.

"Your Majesty has decided to use Shanyue City to accompany your prime minister and the Hanging Courtyard for your burial."

This is probably the matter of the opening of the road by the bow of Dayi, not the road to Shanyue City, but the road to the other side of Daze.