The long wind almost threw me out.

My eyes could not have received such light, but now I am even more blind, and it will take a few days to recover. I had to reach out and press his forearm. He said in a low voice, "It's between the two armies." ”

No wonder Changfeng was so frightened.

"I'll say you're auspicious." He seemed to be laughing.

I was noncommittal, but I just listened to the neatly aligned ghost army, and there seemed to be a sound of chaos. The frightened men were so close that the horses under them had already galloped out, and everywhere they went, there was the wailing of people falling to the ground and the sound of panicking horses.

"Basil Jiyu." His words were coldly spat out, with a thick mockery.

Heaven wants to kill you, don't blame me for being unkind and unjust!

The wind sprang through again, and I could almost hear the sound of his sword cutting through the night wind. It's not that Long Yin is low and strong, but it's so murderous. I don't dare to think about what kind of scene would be in front of me if I could still see things at this time?

Basil Jiyu, who made him compromise and beg for an alliance, Basil Jiyu, who took away the old emperor who he easily hijacked, Basil Jiyu, who killed his brother, and now Basil Jiyu, who is like a water dog! There is no reason why Mo Dongli should not kill him, and now, even the emperor's order does not have to be taken seriously.

Emperor!

Hearing the sound of the blade slicing through bones, I was thrilled.

Where is the Emperor, the Emperor of Vodech?

To no avail. The ghost side was completely annihilated, however, even in other states, there was no figure of the old emperor.

Even if Jimo was really no longer under the control of the nominal emperor at this moment, when he heard the news, his brows were still furrowed, and he completely lost the joy of chasing Basier Jiyu.

After all, in the eyes of the southerners, he is still an emperor, not to mention the people's hearts, in the end, they already regard Pingjing as the capital. If the old emperor falls into the hands of Jimo, he may be able to pocket a large area of land in the south without blood. Now, I just heard the news that life and death are uncertain, and this is not news. The Vodechi royal family is restless, and a new monarch is still in place? The crown prince was martyred, the emperor disappeared, and a new monarch was established, who could it be? At this juncture, is there any figure in the royal family who has not been criticized by the people of the world? If the new monarch is in power, and the old emperor has not yet died, what should be done?

There is no news, whether it is Jimo or Nanting, they are all in the same hurry.

That day, when the sun was setting, when I raised my eyes, it was his hardness, outline, still the coldness of a soldier, and there was a faint bookish atmosphere, but the eyebrows were a little deeper,

He rarely comes to see me, and I don't go to see him, and I know each other's situation, but no one will take that step. He was tired, and I was alienated.

Yesterday, Hairy Leg came to make trouble, saying that he was infected with a cold and fell ill. When asked me to look, I didn't move.

If he doesn't say it, I don't know. In the end, it was not when the war was tight and lives were at stake. I even felt that having a period of free time to get sick in the future was a luxury at that time. At this time, taking advantage of the calm momentum of the ghost Fang that had just been exterminated, it was also good to force him to rest on the couch for a few days. Clinker: He's here today. He was very tall, and when he bent down into the tent, he put one hand to his mouth and coughed. I watched his shoulders shake, and suddenly felt a little sour.

I don't know how long it will take for these shoulders to provoke the world again.

The power of the ghost side was wiped out, and the annexed large tracts of land north of Bezhou fell into his hands, and Fu Qi would not give up. After fighting for so long and planning for so many years, he will not talk about peace, and the pampered nobles of Voldee will not. This battle still has to be fought, and it will not be fought until one side stare at it and swallow its last breath. I don't understand the rules on the battlefield, but I just watch them spend their days on the knife every day, hungry and full, and in order to fight for that inch of land, I have not had a stable sleep and tired for many years. He didn't say he was tired, but I looked exhausted.

"They said they would prepare for the enthronement ceremony in a few days." His words, neither light nor heavy, as always, were not mixed with half emotions.

I looked up at his face, and there was nothing to say but sickly and tiredness.

Indeed, he has already occupied half of the country, and he can no longer be called a general. It wasn't long before he would return to the capital and enter the palace where he had worshiped every day, only this time, he was the master there. Perhaps, this way, he would not have to charge in front of him every time.

He sat opposite me with his elbows propped up on the table, looked at me for a long time, and suddenly smiled: "If I am the emperor, will you marry?" ”

He had asked this question many times, but this time, he said that he was going to be emperor, as if this way, everything would be different.

Indeed, from the defeated general who colluded with foreign enemies, to the "leader" of the secret army in the mountains, and then to the majestic general, finally got to this point, everyone will know his existence and will be grateful to Dade for his existence, as if his breath is a gift from the gods to the world.

The most important thing is that he is a general, and some people can not listen to what he says. He is the emperor, and what he says, even if it is nonsense, everyone in the whole world must listen to it. I knew that he must make the royal family of Vouche do the same, and he couldn't kneel down at a casual smirk at him.

Did Vodech treat him badly?

Less. General Liao drove the crane, and the court desperately rewarded him with gold and jade treasures, and he suffered a defeat, and did not arrest him for questioning. It's just that this is to protect one's selfishness, which is not a disadvantage, nor is it a favor. What's more, he had already become antipathetic long before he took office.

The big man waited for him in the mountains for five years. Before this, how much effort did he spend to form such an army, but he looked like a straggler, but he was loyal to him to the bones.

Others watched him all the way, it was also smooth, and it was a sweeping trend when he went out of the mountain, and it was less than a year, and he had not suffered any defeats, destroyed the ghost side, and ascended the throne. I have only been with him for a year. It is a bit far-fetched to say that it is by his side. Just looking at him, from the north to other states, it seems that he has been preparing for a leaping horse in one go. He didn't show me the wounds on his body, not even himself.

"If I am the emperor", how far has he traveled before he has enough confidence to say it.

I just shook my head.

If you don't marry, you will become the Jade Emperor, and I will not marry. The more prominent your position is, the more outstanding your merits, the more I cannot marry. Not every time, when you say that the sky is auspicious, God will take care of your face. I'm not auspicious, I'm just a ghost. If you are a stupid flat-headed person, you can hide me and take care of me. But if you are the emperor on high, you will not have the power to shield me from the sun.

I will not see the light after all.

His face froze, but he had a smile, as if he knew the answer, and sighed softly, helpless but relieved.

"That's good." He nodded, "I'll be a monk emperor, and it's good to cultivate my self-cultivation." ”

I looked at him, and his gaze slanted away, and after a while he sneaked back back. He is becoming more and more unruly, sitting on the throne, can he still jump?

Doesn't he know how important the blood of the royal family is? At that time, he knew that the prince could not be left as a descendant.

He looked at me with a hint of displeasure, and said, "I'm afraid that when the time comes, the hairy leg will be chattering and noisily stuffing people into the palace, his temperament is troublesome." ”

Yes, the temperament of the hairy leg would indeed do such a thing. It's just that you see him working so hard to kill the enemy, and it's not good not to be knighted and rewarded.

"When I arrive, I will order someone to pull you to the palace and stand up, and those girls and young ladies will be ashamed of themselves."

His eyes were smiling, as if he was talking about the future, and the light in his eyes was blinding. It's just that I never make anyone ashamed of themselves, and when they see me, they just cry out in fear.

"Liao Xiao, I must have known you in my last life." He said such outrageous words, but his tone was full of certainty, "Otherwise, how could I fish you out of such a black hole in this life, as if I knew it earlier?" ”

The black hole is about my "boudoir" in Liao's mansion.

"How many people can stumble into your door? You said. The corners of his lips were already full of smiles.

No, since I was a child, he was the only one who came by mistake, and he was the only one who saw me like a fool. His smile looked like a man who reigned over the world.

"If you don't marry me, who can you marry?" He tilted his head to look at me.

I ignored him.

He lowered his head and counted things on his fingers, like a child. Count and count, just a few fingers. After a while, he looked up at me with a frown and said, "Isn't it that you are still thinking about Mr. Xu?" On weekdays, he is closer to you. He's so fairy-like, I'm afraid you won't be able to get contaminated. ”

He didn't know that the first time he appeared in his father's mourning hall, he looked more like an unpredictable immortal. It's just that now that I look at it, such an impression is completely gone.

I don't want to pay attention to his vexatious trouble, the negative is a dragon, and I can't afford to climb high.

He suddenly shrugged his shoulders and coughed, and when he raised his eyes, his eyes were full of scarlet. He's a fool, but I'm not, and his forehead is hot when he reaches over. Still squinting and smiling, I looked at him and raised my hand to the door.

He got up and rubbed his nose lightly, exhaled, and said, "We will go back to the capital tomorrow, you can clean up briefly." It was like when he first came in, with a tepid mouth and an empty tone. Hearing this, there was no turmoil in people's hearts, but it was uncomfortable for a while.

He opened the curtain, the sunset was still shining, he turned his head to look, a side face, a back, for a moment, there was a little loneliness and vicissitudes.

Everyone loves the beautiful bearded man, he doesn't stay, he thinks it's troublesome, just yet, but I saw the green stubble on his lips, if he hadn't been joking, I always felt that he was old. It's less than a year, so how can you get old? I do not know.

Can war really make a person profound?

At the beginning, in the Liao Mansion Mourning Hall, was the shadow cast by his eyebrow bone so deep and heavy?

Sighing, what can I do?