Li Zicheng is a big tent of the Chinese army, and the lights are bright.

In the past ten years, many children have grown up, and the naughty boy of the year has become a tiger general.

Sister Gao Xiuying is Li Zicheng's wife, and she is also the leader of the female soldiers and the old battalion of the rebel army.

This Xiuying took the red lady's hand, smiled on her face, and kept talking.

"Over the years, Senior Brother Liu has asked people everywhere to look for you, God is pitiful, and we are all relieved to see my sister coming to the army."

"Mrs. Gao is so lovely, the red lady is a little flattered, I am a woman in the army, I am also inconvenienced, I will find another way out after a few days, and I will not be happy to cause trouble to Brother Liu and you."

The red lady looked at Liu Xingyue at the next table, gulping down the wine, and still felt warm in her heart.

"When you get here, it's your own home, don't talk about the outside world anymore, you will take care of the female soldiers in the future, and I will only take care of the family members of the old battalion."

Mrs. Gao stroked the red lady's hair again.

The red lady was indeed flattered at this time, snuggling up to Mrs. Gao, her eyes still looking at Liu Xingyue over there.

"That night, I thought you were someone else, but then I found out that there are two people in the world who look so similar."

Mercy walked over.

"Sister Mercy hasn't changed at all."

Mrs. Gao took Gao Pitian's hand again.

"Only you have changed a lot, and you have become the lady of the village, and in a few years, you will not be the queen mother, and then I will rely on you to borrow the light as a sister."

"My sister came to trick me again, when I was a child, I was most afraid of pity for my sister, do I dare to embarrass you. But when you come back this time, you still have to go back to Fengyun Valley in northern Shaanxi as soon as possible to visit your aunt, you haven't heard from you all these years, how many times have the old people cried. ”

The pitiful eyes turned red, and he sighed and said: "I haven't been like this because of him all these years." In the end, others were also crippled, and the emperor still treated him as a spy. ”

The three of them all went to see Xin Tiedan over there, there were more than a dozen people at a table, only Xin Tiedan was expressionless, just bowing his head and drinking wine.

Xin Tiedan could only drink, and when he left Fengyun Valley that year, he and Mercy put a sword on Li Zicheng's neck.

Although time has passed, Liu Xingyue and others present are all witnesses, and Li Zicheng happened to be looking at Xin Tiedan at this time.

"Tiedan! It's good that you and mercy are back, and everything starts all over again. ”

Li Zicheng took the teacup in his hand and made a gesture.

Xin Tiedan's eyes were full of gratitude, and he took a big sip of the wine glass, and bowed his head and said nothing.

"I respect you too, Brother Xin! After drinking this glass of wine, we are a family, Liu Xingyue only hopes that you don't make other plans, in the past ten years, hundreds of thousands of soldiers have crisscrossed the northwest and the Central Plains, also for a righteous word, but also to find a way out for the poor people in the world. This was also said by the young master and the big brother of King Chuang. ”

After Liu Xingyue finished speaking, her eyes looked at Xin Tiedan coldly.

"Tie Dan thanks Xingyue Luoyang for going to danger and saving me and mercy, since he came to the righteous army, Xin Tiedan will follow you to the end."

This was the first thing Xin Tiedan said after coming out of Luoyang City.

The wine was drunk, and the big tent of the Chinese army was even more joyful.

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Xin Tiedan walked out alone, a crescent moon hanging in the sky, and the feeling of coldness was incompatible with the big tent of the Chinese army.

"The crescent moon bends to shine on Kyushu, how many are happy and how sad? Several couples are in the same tent, and several are scattered outside. ”

The nursery rhymes that have been circulating for hundreds of years seem to echo in the ears, and the iron hooves of the Jin people were also raging in that era, and the ancestor Jiaxuan Gong spent most of his life in the north to resist the Jin.

And the current Jin people are even stronger than the Jin people hundreds of years ago, not to mention Li Zicheng's hundreds of thousands of righteous troops like tigers and wolves.

Xin Tiedan remembered the scene by Daming Lake again.

Chu Liufeng died in Changbai Mountain, Wanyan Changsong and Yang Xizhen went to Guanwai for ten years, but there was no news, only himself and pity, turned around, and returned to the world of Shaanxi.

On this day, he already knew that Liu Xingyue had a very high prestige in the rebel army, and won the trust of Li Zicheng and Gao Yingxiang.

And now he is only a half-crippled body, the night wind is blowing, the alcohol is surging, and Xin Tiedan is dizzy.

At this time, a whistling sound came, and the rebels were camped for dozens of miles, and almost all the soldiers heard the whistling, and they walked out of the camp tent one after another, shouting in response.

The tsunami-like sound of the mountains and the domineering howling sound will make you remember forever in the deepest part of your soul on such a night.

The howling was getting closer and closer, and the shouts of the soldiers had stopped, and the howling became more and more high-pitched.

A dark shadow had floated over and landed on the treetops ahead.

"It's been ten years, and you're back with Li'er again, the last time you were in Fengyun Valley, you came back with a purpose, I just hope you're not this time."

The eyes of the people in the treetops were like torches, and their voices were cold.

"Mr. Ouyang! In the past ten years, we have been displaced, and I have suffered a lot, this time when I came to the army, I will go to Fengyun Valley to accompany the old man, and I should stay in the army. ”

Xin Tiedan was not half polite, and his language was also stiff and cold.

Ouyang Xiong on the treetops was still looking directly at Xin Tiedan below, Liu Xingyue and Gao Lianlian had already left the Chinese army's tent at this time, and they all knelt down when they saw Ouyang Xiong.

Another figure fell on the tree opposite Ouyang Xiong, and there was almost no sound from the person who came, that is, this skill was already far above Ouyang Xiong and Yan Wuji.

"Did Mr. Tuoba catch up with him?"

Ouyang Xiong asked someone who had always come, and only then did Liu Xingyue Xin Tiedan below know that someone had arrived again.

"The god clothes and flying armor are on the body, even if the heroes of the world are there, it is difficult to look at them, I heard that Yang Kunlun, the master of the god clothes gate, chased him outside the gate for two years, and only saw him a few times."

Ouyang Xiong's face was dark, and he sighed lightly.

"I'm afraid that he will be unfavorable to the righteous army, have bad intentions for the young master, and have some plans."

"Are you thinking too much, today, the three-legged stand, the Ming and Qing dynasties still have the young master here, the Ming and Qing dynasties are the first, we will reap the benefits of the fisherman, this person is by no means a person from the Ming Dynasty, and it should not be from the Qing Dynasty outside the Guanwai."

"Sir, is it possible that he is the heir of the old man of Bliss?"

"I don't know, there will always be a day when the truth will be revealed, I'm leaving, and the miscellaneous family hasn't eaten meat for a few days."

"Mr. went to Chang'an City, by the way, to find out the truth."

Before Ouyang Xiong finished speaking, the person who came was gone.

"Could this person be the same person who pretended to be Murong Jiangshan, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, in Fengyun Valley ten years ago, a master with the surname Tuoba, who has never heard of it."

Xin Tiedan felt a chill on his back, and all of a sudden he woke up.

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"Daddy is here, and you don't know how to say some kind words, like a nerd."

Pity was a little angry, and stood up and walked to the camp in the back.

"You go to Fengyun Valley, just stay there with the old man, and I will go to the army of King Gaochuang tomorrow and be with Xingyue and them."

Xin Tiedan chased after him and said, but he still ignored it, walked through several camp tents, and walked towards the old camp station behind.

"She's been this temper since she was a child, don't you know it all these years?"

Liu Xingyue walked over.

"In the army, you also know the rules, and you should also remember what the master said just now, so you can do it yourself."

Only Xin Tiedan was left standing there alone, his cold figure cast on the ground, faint, and sad.

Many people's lives are destined to be like this, not fate, let alone idealism.

The world, all living beings, are not all born like ants, and how many people are really the masters of fate, how many heroes are drifting with the flow, not to mention the little people.