I'm free,

I'm also mad,

A pot of turbid wine laughs at the world.

"Night Feather, see Young Master. ”

A man dressed in gray, holding a folding fan, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, his face is like a crown of jade, and his sword eyebrows are starry. The hair is tied back with a gray ribbon and the fan is folded by hand.

"Night Feather, you have followed me since you were a child, and I sent you to the end because of the layout of your palm, and you have suffered a lot, you are a year younger than me, in your heart, have you ever hated me?"

In the royal city of the Western Regions, on the shore of the meditation lake of Xiangguo Temple, the north pavilion sits in the wooden pavilion, holding a teacup and mouthing hot tea.

Night Feather, one of the layouts of the North Pavilion, left the Western Regions early and faded into everyone's eyes. I shouldn't have wanted to use it, but the one who sat at the top cut off the path under his feet and denied everything he had paid.

If the heart is cold, there is only killing left.

"If it weren't for the young master's original decision, I would only be a little scholar next to the young master now. Everything I have now is a gift from the young master, so why should the young master worry about it. ”

Tea, Ye Yu is not used to drinking it, and he does not like the tea ceremony. He took out the wine gourd he had brought with him, reached out and unplugged it, and poured the wine down his throat with a smile.

Let those of my generation be accompanied by the sword, and wine as their companion.

"In a blink of an eye, so many years have passed, and you have also practiced a high skill. People who have come down from the endless, I wonder if you can be sure to kill with one blow?"

Monarchs, kings, generals, and prime ministers are already suspicious, and one blow can only be one blow. After cutting off the way to the North Pavilion, how could his father not be on guard against him.

If you become a prince, you will lose!

If the heart is not ruthless, how can the position be stable.

"I don't know who the young man wants me to kill?"

Night Feather placed the wine gourd on the wooden table, and a smell of wine gushed out of her mouth. The wine is turbid, but it is more hearty, and there is a breath in the chest.

"West, Domain, Of, King!"

The north pavilion squeezed the fingertips hard, crushed the teacup, the tea overflowed, he stared at his eyes, frowned, and blurted out word by word.

Murder of fathers and seizure of power.

Seek power and usurp the throne.

And Ye Yu is a dagger in his hand, a dagger that kills people without a shadow and without seeing blood.

"The young master wants to kill his father and take the throne!"

Night Feather was no longer casual, he sat upright, the smile on the corner of his mouth was retracted, and his face was straight. If it is an ordinary dignitary and prominent person, he will be killed if he is killed, and he will not make too many waves.

The king of the Western Regions is too involved, and it affects the whole body in one shot, not to mention, behind the Western Regions, there is also a behemoth.

Sword Sect, Night Feather didn't dare to touch its edge.

"I hope that the young master will think twice, if the king of the Western Regions dies, how can the Sword Sect give up, and how can the Taoist school not be able to calculate!"

Isn't the North Pavilion crazy?

"Hahaha............"

The North Pavilion laughed loudly, he reached out and took out a cup from the tea tray, and poured some tea, the tea fragrance was overflowing, refreshing.

"Hou Zongyuan, the young sect master of the Sword Sect, is a guest in my mansion at this moment. As for the Taoist school, calculating the whereabouts of He's Bi is already gambling on the fate of the entire Taoist family, and my father, Wang, is really in a hurry. ”

"Night Feather, you can be sure that you will be killed with one blow. ”

The North Pavilion took a sip of the cup of tea, and looked at Ye Yu with a smile in the corner of his eyes.

If he asks once and doesn't answer, then he asks again.

"Young Master............ The certainty of killing with one blow, yes, can the young master give me some time?"

Night Feather hesitated for a moment, then spoke. The North Pavilion is very patient and urban, and the words in his mouth will not be repeated a third time, which he has known since he was a child.

The first time, it was an inquiry.

The second time is to be born and die.

"How long will you need to deploy?"

The North Pavilion put down the teacup in his hand and said with a smile.

"I also hope that the young master can give me three days to deploy, and after three days, I will kill with one blow, and nothing will go wrong. ”

Night Feather poured all the remaining turbid wine in the wine gourd into his throat.

"Good. Three days later, I'm waiting for your good news. ”

The north pavilion got up, put his hands behind his back, and walked out of the wooden pavilion.

"Bei Liangyu, after five days, you come back and collect the body of our father, my good brother. ”

The ghost shadow followed, walking, turning his head and glancing back at the night feather in the wooden pavilion.

"A master at such a young age. ”

Ye Yu sighed faintly, if he was indecisive and looked forward and backward, he would die at the hands of the young man before the disaster came.

In the realm of the same martial arts master, he, a person who has come down from the endless, is not a young man's opponent.

Lamentable.

Alas.

Middle-earth.

Moyu City.

Two days later, after a rapid march all the way, Tu Mo led the army to finally arrive at Moyu City.

In Moyu City at night, the city gate is closed, and on the city wall, the burning of torches makes the figures standing on the city wall looming.

The soldier held it in his hand, wore armor on his body, and his eyebrows were hideous.

"The order went down, and the whole army set up camp. ”

Tu Mo turned over and dismounted, handed over the war horse to the soldiers who were waiting on the side, he raised his eyes and looked at Moyu City in the dark, the jumping firelight, like the burning of the flames of war, and the smoke of gunpowder.

"Yes. ”

When the soldier received the order, he bowed down and retreated.

"Wait a minute. ”

Tu Mo inadvertently, but he saw the difference of this soldier. The eyebrows and eyes are delicate, the spring breeze is blowing, the face is like a warm jade, the white is full of red glow, and the pretty face without powder is called a role.

What a handsome soldier.

"Women are not allowed in the army, why do you bother, the prosperity of the royal city is like a brocade, why hide and suffer in the army. ”

Under the deliberate attire of the handsome soldier, Tu Mo could feel the familiar outline on that pretty face. Luo Qingyi's infatuation is that life and death depend on each other, life and death together.

In the army, they are all rough men, Luo Qingyi can follow the army and come all the way from Wangcheng, the reason for this, Tu Mo can only sigh.

"Why can't I come, I said before, if you are alone, I will fly with you. ”

originally wanted to hide in the army, silently watching, guarding Tu Mo's Luo Qingyi, but she was favored by the generals in the army and sent her to wait by Tu Mo's side.

"In Middle-earth, I have no relatives and no reason, looking at the world, I only love you, where do you go? ”

abandoned her sister, abandoned her sister, abandoned her teacher, she abandoned everything, just for one person.

"Let's talk about it somewhere else. ”

Tu Mo turned his head and watched the soldiers behind him set up camp, busy in full swing, one tent camp after another was set up, and the firehead soldiers were making fires and cooking.

Now is not the time to talk, if there is a woman in the army and has a lot to do with Tu Mo, how will you feel?

Or is it the king of Zhou You, who lights the beacon fire and smiles for the Pomeranians?

"Good. ”

The horses have been tamed, and they are very docile to their masters, and they will not run around even if they are not tied to trees. Luo Qingyi threw down the reins in his hand and followed Tu Mo's pace.

A creek bubbled and a crescent moon was reflected in the stream, and wildflowers of all colors bloomed and bloomed in a verdant green, and the air here was very good.

"It's so beautiful here!"

By the stream, Luo Qingyi closed her eyes, opened her arms, and opened her mind, it was very beautiful here, and with Tu Mo's company beside her, she was a little intoxicated.

"yes, it's beautiful!"

In the flames of war, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is just a mirror, and it will be broken when touched. It's beautiful today, but maybe tomorrow it'll be a piece of waste, and the clear stream will turn blood-red.

"Tu Mo, when the war is over, can we find a place that is more beautiful than here to retreat, I really don't like the hustle and bustle of the world, it's very noisy. ”

Luo Qingyi, who has a quiet heart, will only make waves when he faces Tu Mo. Her longing and her words all pierced into Tu Mo's heart.

"The war may be very long, but don't let Shaohua down, no one is young. Mistaking old vinegar for ink, writing half a life is sour!"

Luo Qingyi's bits and pieces of coming to Zhongzhou are all centered on Tu Mo, Tu Mo is not cold-blooded, but his touching and heartfelt should not exist in this troubled world.

He holds the military power of Zhongzhou, is the young master of Zhongzhou, stands on one side, and is embattled, making enemies in all directions, every move cannot escape the eyes of those people.

Born and dead, it is still unknown, but Tu Mo doesn't want to affect Luo Qingyi.

If he was born in a prosperous era, Tu Mo would have responded to Luo Qingyi, relying on each other, knowing each other, and relying on each other to the end.

"My Shaohua will bloom only for you. When I was in the royal city, you placed me in the inn, don't think that I don't know about the marriage between you and the lord of the Southern Wilderness. ”

Luo Qingyi wrinkled her nose, and let out a cold snort between her noses, which was quite a little woman's appearance, but it turned everyone upside down.

Tu Mo on the side didn't know how to answer, so he could only shake his head and smile bitterly. The marriage is known to the whole world, and he was also confused and did the thing of covering his ears and stealing the bell.

"You are the young master of Zhongzhou, the dignity of your identity, three wives and four concubines should be normal, and you will spread out for the royal power. It's just that I know you're not, and your marriage is just a political affair, so why should you hide it from me?"

Luo Qingyi sat on the ground, holding her chin with her hands, watching the moonlit stream flowing, her eyes were stunned. Her appearance can be called stunning, and she can captivate the country and the city, but it is rumored in people's mouths that the county lord of the Southern Wilderness also has the appearance of a fairy god, and he will bring disaster to the country and the people.

"Talking to you about this will only add to your troubles. This marriage is not something I can control, Zhongzhou is too chaotic, although I have military power, but I don't dare to act rashly, so I can only let it go. ”

Tu Mo also sat next to Luo Qingyi on the ground, but one looked up at the crescent moon and the other looked down at the stream.

The final marriage of a lover depends on whether the world can be unified, or by whom.

No one asked in front of the general's tomb, and the emperor's road was full of corpses!