Liang Wangsun would not participate in this war, at least at the very beginning, but he had to show his attitude, so he left a sentence and a name. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

That name represents half of the property of Liang Wangfu, as well as Liang Hong, the master of the Star Gathering Realm.

Liang Wangsun has already been appointed to the military department through Mo Yu. The place where Liang Hongxiang is going is to embrace Languan. He will definitely become a general, and he will stay in a safer place on the battlefield, but the general will die in a hundred battles, not to mention that this is destined to be a protracted big war, who can guarantee that he can come back alive?

And Liang Hongxiang knows her temperament and is sure that it may be difficult to come back alive once she goes.

The so-called death is like this, but before that, there are still some unfulfilled wishes, such as those people are still alive.

Over the years, he has had a very good relationship with Xunyang City Guard, Archbishop and others.

Although his relationship with Liang Wangsun is very ordinary, he is a person from Liang Wangfu after all, and the big people in Xunyang City always have to give him some face.

All for today.

Liang Hongxiang was already ready to kill all these people tonight.

He knew the preferences of these people, and he did a good job between cow candles, painted walls, red lanterns, and food.

Not to mention, there were also several assassins from the Heavenly Machine Pavilion that he had invited with a lot of money in the night.

When he saw the red lantern, Xu Yourong felt the fleeting killing opportunity, so he frowned.

Eventually, Liang Hongxiang changed her mind, and until much later, no one knew why, and there was no way to know.

In the coming summer, there will be a breakout battle on the grassland, and he will die under the steel hammer of the Ninth Demon General.

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Sitting at the table and looking at his face in the mirror, Chen Changsheng thought about the story that Liang Hongxiang had not finished telling, and sighed.

There was a sound behind him, and he looked back and saw a graceful figure in the gauze tent, faintly visible on the pale flower pattern on the white obscene clothes.

He hurried over and put away the futon on the floor so as not to get in the way.

Xu Yourong got out of bed, washed up briefly, put on a single coat, did not tie buttons, walked to the window and pushed it with both hands.

The morning breeze entered the window and fell on her face, brushing her slightly damp black hair.

There was also spring light entering the house.

The room is full of spring.

Looking at this picture, Chen Changsheng naturally remembered many years ago.

It was at this inn that it was also a bright spring day.

He shouted at the entire Xunyang City, Uncle Su is here.

The storm suddenly came, and there were bloody battles.

He didn't need to shout this sentence today, and of course it was much happier with Xu Yourong than with Su Li.

The most important difference is that the human race at that time was divided, whether it was between the old and new factions of the state religion, or between the Tianhai Holy Empress and the Chen royal family, and the biggest crack was between the north and the south, even a benevolent person like the Pope was bent on killing Su Li, let alone others.

Now it's a different story.

Luoyang took the initiative to send Huo Yunlin to Lingzhou, and Xue He remained silent.

Liang Wangfu moved his family away, but left half of his family wealth, Liang Hongxiang finally did not kill people, and went directly to Yonglan Pass.

The hatred is still there, the rifts are still there, but it's nothing.

Now the Terrans, united like never before.

Everyone knows that the Great Zhou Dynasty is about to go on a northern expedition - after hundreds of years, the human race will once again attack the demon race, this time the goal is very clear, that is, to complete the great cause that Emperor Taizong's generation failed to complete, capture the snow old city, completely defeat the other party, and then conquer the other party.

In the face of such a war, nothing matters, whether it is a personal feud from a thousand years ago or a clash of ideas.

For generations, this will be the case.

Xu Yourong didn't look back, squinting his eyes, looking at the spring light in Xunyang City, like a rabbit that had just woken up, a little cute.

"How are you talking about staying in White Emperor City for so long?"

On the winter solstice last year, the state religious mission left Kyoto and went to the demon realm tens of thousands of miles away, and Pope Chen Changsheng was in the team.

It wasn't until the day before yesterday, when spring was deep and Xiao Zhang was about to return, that Chen Changsheng left with the white crane.

It has been more than 100 days.

Chen Changsheng said: "Although there are precedents for everything, after all, hundreds of years have passed, and it is not difficult for the White Emperor to agree to join forces, but the details are very troublesome. ”

Xu Yourong said: "It seems that it is more difficult than fishing on the Red River. ”

When she said this, there was no expression on her face.

But everyone knows what kind of emotions she wants to express.

Hearing this, Chen Changsheng was stunned, vaguely understanding why she had behaved so coldly from the eve before to today, but he didn't know how to explain it for a while.

The next moment, he suddenly remembered Tang Thirty-six's guidance, and his expression changed slightly and shouted, "Look, there are kites in the sky. ”

Xu Yourong raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the sky outside the window, and saw that the blue sky was like a wash, and there was nothing else.

Chen Changsheng stepped forward quickly, hugged her from behind, and wrapped his arms around her, which was just right.

"I don't let go. ”

"With the whole continent so united, how can we be divided?"

"The confluence of the north and the south, the unity of the DPRK and religion, all point to us. ”

"You're here. ”

"Or, I got from you. ”

Xu Yourong raised his eyebrows slightly and did not speak.

It should be a disgusting emotion, but under the light of spring, why does it seem delicate and infinite?

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The morning light and drizzle are coming back to this old place, and people are lonely and lonely.

More than ten miles apart, looking at Kyoto from a distance, the convoy was divided into two columns, one column followed Luoshui Beijing, and the other column went to the distance.

The distance of Kyoto is not somewhere else on the mainland, but Luoyang, which is a very poetic statement.

Many years ago, when he went to Kyoto from Xining Town, Chen Changsheng passed through Luoyang, but he did not enter the city at that time.

Luoyang Ju is not easy, and the inns there are recognized as expensive.

This is Chen Changsheng's first time in Luoyang, and it is also his first time in Changchunguan.

This was the first time in ten years that he had seen his master, Shang Xingzhou.

In the first war of the National Education College, the merchant boat retreated to Luoyang, and lived in Changchun, which has been ten years ago.

The past is gone, but it is not as good as the wind, and the human race is now extremely united, but there are always some cracks, between some people and things.

The deepest and most important crack was naturally between Chen Changsheng and Shang Xingzhou.

Shang Xingzhou has not taken care of political affairs for many years, but he is still alive, which represents a force, or a lot of faith.

The Taoist of Changchun Temple did not stop him, and calmly handed over Chen Changsheng's request to see him.

Therefore, even if their viewer was killed by Liu Qing invited by Chen Changsheng ten years ago, they still maintained their courtesy to Chen Changsheng and did not have any hatred.

This kind of existence without emotion, or without subjective consciousness, is really scary.

Only such Taoists can probably force Xiao Zhang into the snowfield, right?

Chen Changsheng thought silently, and then got a response from Guanli.

A six- or seven-year-old little Taoist priest ran out of Changchun Temple, gasped and said, "The ancestor said, I won't see a guest today!"

Chen Changsheng stretched out his hand and pinched the little Taoist priest's red face, and said with a smile: "Tell the ancestor that this is a matter of the White Emperor City." ”

No one stopped him anymore, and it seems that this sentence is really meaningful to Shang Xingzhou.

Changchun Guanli is full of fields.

The fields are not planted with rice, and the pine trees on the ridges are beautiful, but it does not mean that the fields are planted with scenery.

A faint breath shrouded the fields in early spring, and the dozens of temples in the Taoist temple were originally planted with medicinal herbs.

Under the leadership of the little Taoist, Chen Changsheng walked to this medicine field, picked up the medicine hoe on the side of the ridge, and began to weed and remove leaves.

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