It's been eight days, and the Turkic barbarians have besieged Luoyang City for eight days, and there are still no reinforcements in the Tang Dynasty to help.

In Luoyang City, there was a big turmoil, and the forces led by Princess Jixiang and the Grand Master of Daomen launched a coup d'état, but unfortunately, they were not able to kill the new emperor at the first time.

The two forces clashed constantly in Luoyang City, and neither of them had the upper hand, nor did they completely fall into the upper hand.

The imperial city behind the Dragon Gate has become a ruin with the turmoil of the past few days. At this time, the middle-aged general surnamed Zhou, who had not yet been crowned the king of Luoyang, as the empress's mother's family, held the three battalions of soldiers in Luoyang City, and became the only straw that determined the balance of this rebellion.

That night, a young monk swept into the city, and under the gaze of many Turkic barbarians, he stood at the head of Luoyang City, and also succeeded in attracting the attention of those in the city.

I saw her and got my wish.

"What are you doing here?" Princess Jixiang, who had already seen Bukong, was not very happy.

"I'll help you. The answer is simple.

Then, in the next few days, behind Princess Jixiang, there was a monk who was a personal guard, and the monk was very powerful, even if he fought with Feng Yuanyi, who was already the first eunuch, he would not fall behind.

But the final result of this rebellion will not be a earth-shaking change because of the addition of one more monk.

As the uncle of Princess Jixiang, the general surnamed Zhou has not made a decision for a long time, which makes Jixiang very anxious, and the number of times she goes to see the general surnamed Zhou is increasing, and the number of times she is closed is also increasing.

Princess Jixiang, who seemed to have figured out the key to the matter, went to visit Du Shusheng, who had been famous for a long time, but Du Shusheng did not see him.

The Grand Master of Daomen was very angry, because he saw it as a battle between Daomen and Confucianism, whoever wins, the next thirty years of the Tang Dynasty, the court will listen to whom.

The rebel forces that staged the coup d'état were divided in two.

It was gradually oppressed to the point where there was no space to survive, and on the tenth day of the siege of the Turkic barbarians, the entire pattern was completely laid.

Princess Jixiang and the Grand Master of Daomen, who had already realized that the division would be defeated, finally shook hands and made peace again, but what ushered in was destruction, and destruction would lead to death, because this rebellion started because of them.

On that day, Du Shusheng became a saint in four steps and fought with the Daomen Archmage, but he just said a word, and the Daomen Archmage fell in a pool of blood, and he was extremely unwilling.

His head was cut off by Feng Yuanyi himself.

At the same time, the rebel forces were jointly suppressed by the faction of the new emperor and the general surnamed Zhou, and they were attacked by the enemy. Princess Jixiang was attacked by the Assassins and was seriously injured.

Bukong, who was guarding Princess Jixiang, with the help of the rebels, successfully captured the city gate and escaped from the city.

"Jixiang, hold on, let's go to Master. Holding the woman in her arms, Bukong had never been so flustered, even when they met for the first time, she asked him if he liked her, or the time after that, she asked him if he could marry her?

He knew that she might not live long, and the only thing he thought of was to rush back to Xingjiao Temple, and the master must have a way to save her, because in this world, there is nothing that his master can't do, and his master is the younger brother of Master Xuanzang.

"Huh. Princess Jixiang stretched out her hand, touched his cheek with delicate fingers, smiled and whispered, "You are so stupid." ”

"I'm not stupid. "I don't know why, when I see her scene, I will cry, Master said, a manly man, can only shed blood without tears, but the bleeding is a woman, his beloved woman.

"You're just stupid, why do you still want to come to see me?" Jixiang's voice was already very weak, but she was still trying to keep smiling and talking to him, she was afraid that in the next second, she might never have a chance to talk to him again.

There was no pause at his feet, no empty head raised, no crying, just a low sob: "I'm afraid I'll never see you again!"

Hearing this answer, Princess Jixiang was very satisfied, she smiled happily, she had never been so happy, even if she had already known everything that this little monk had done for her.

She didn't want to bother him, but as she grew older, she felt more and more that she couldn't make her own decisions about her fate, unless she could be like the queen of heaven.

She began to prepare to resist, and after making up her mind, she knew that she would most likely die, and she wanted to go to him and talk to him.

Princess Jixiang didn't think to mention these things, but when she did, she was very unhappy when she heard his objection, and she threw all the gloom that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time on him.

Then, on the day she decided to do it, she went to see him again, saying goodbye to him.

After leaving Xingjiao Temple, she cried for three days in a row, and he promised to marry her, why did she refuse?

Because her fate is not in her own hands, she was previously regarded as the successor of the empress, how could His Majesty the Son of Heaven allow her, and wait for her results, there may only be two, either kiss or die.

She chose the latter.

Two tears began to fall from the corners of her eyes, and the tears fell to the ground, but they reverberated in his heart.

Bukong continued to walk forward, not daring to stop, he was afraid of her death, she died, what should he do?

"Jixiang, when you're well, I'll marry you, okay?" Bukong stared at Princess Jixiang, who was becoming more and more bloodless, and asked in a low voice through gritted teeth.

She nodded shyly rarely, she thought of the past, a long, long time ago, and she smiled.

"I can finally marry you. Ji Xiang said, smiling, closing her eyes, her hand still caressing his cheek.

Taking a deep breath, Bukong suddenly stopped on the spot, he didn't want to accept this fact, didn't he say that he was okay?

He slumped to the ground, fingers reaching in front of her snort.

In an empty life, he may never have thought that he would be so desperate, he used his forehead, against her forehead, which was still a little warm, and a tear washed her cheeks.

He squeezed her hand and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Jixiang, I like you." ”

This is the first time we met, he didn't say what he said, and today he wants to tell her.

"Jixiang, don't wait a few years, now, I'm going to marry you. ”

Later, in the side hall of Xingjiao Temple, Jixiang asked him if he could marry her in a few years, and when he made up his mind, he couldn't see her traces, and he didn't have time to say anything to her.

"Jixiang, I am willing to die for you!" Bukong lifted her high, and he fell to his knees and looked up at the sky.

It's a pity that she died, and he had no way to die for her.

"Please, wake up, don't sleep, you're asleep, what should I do?"

It is to ask the sky, the earth, your heart, and even more so to her.

Neither of them could answer him.

She died after all, in front of him, her hand still resting on his cheek, wiping away the tears of sadness for him.

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Soon after, Bukong took Princess Jixiang and rushed back to Xingjiao Temple, and he knelt down in front of his master for three days and three nights.

Perhaps because he really couldn't see his apprentice sad, he took out the Buddhist bead relics left by his senior brother Feisheng in the temple, and preserved a wisp of the soul of Princess Jixiang.

It is an eternal law that people cannot be resurrected after death. Bukong didn't believe it, he took the Buddha bead relics and decided to try to save her.

There is a drunken immortal building in the south of the Tang River, and he heard that there is an omnipotent stargazer in the building, the magical woman called the Red Lotus, and he thinks that she must have a way.

He didn't go to Jiangnan immediately, he still needed to pick up someone, a little girl who might have been lying in the pile of dead people.

This little girl's name is Ning Buer, and she was entrusted to him by the Daomen Grand Master before he died, asking him to take her to Qingcheng Mountain to find the Heavenly Master.

As long as she is Ning Buer, the Daomen will be prosperous, and the Heavenly Master will not disagree, and the Daomen Grand Master said very confidently at that time.

The body of Princess Jixiang was buried in the mountain behind the Xingjiao Temple, not empty and no monument, people can only stand a monument when they die, in his heart, Princess Jixiang is still alive.

He looked at the Buddha bead relics in his hand, under the sun, it was so beautiful, so beautiful that he couldn't open his eyes to look at it directly, this was her remnant soul, she was still by his side.

"Jixiang, wait for me, it won't be long before we can meet again. Bukong said, looked at Jiangnan with a smile, but went north, he was going to pick up the little girl.

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