An Bai stood in front of the stage, looking at the lights of the city,

Sprinkle a glass of wine into the heavens and the earth.

Countless immortal lamps rose from everywhere, and the words of blessing An Bai could be vaguely seen.

"Childe forgives sins!"

Luo Hou choked, knelt on his knees, and crawled at An Bai's feet.

"What's the crime?"

The finch added a cup of hot wine to An Bai, in this cold night, even if thousands of families hold candles, they can't compete with this cold autumn mood.

"What's the crime?"

An Bai looked at Luo Hou who was trembling and said lightly.

"Back to the palace, Luo Hou was ineffective and intercepted the invitation of the Nalan thief without authorization, causing a tragic disaster to Guanyuelou, and hundreds of people became cooked meat and bones. ”

Luo Hou's eyes were distracted, and he muttered in a low voice,

His face was expressionless, and his heart seemed to be immersed in boundless bitter water.

That's hundreds of lives!

"Man, there's no need to worry about being wronged. ”

An Bai said lightly, rolled up his long sleeves, and danced with a sword from the platform,

Dao Dao Yuehua led down and shone on the floor of Wanfu Restaurant,

is like an immortal in the cold palace, picking the stars in his hands, and moving the galaxy with his sword.

Ignore the mundane trivialities anymore.

Luo Hou was extremely resentful of Naranfan,

At that time, Luo Hou held a steel knife and stomped Nalan Fan's body with 36,800 knives outside the gate of Wanshifu.

The knife is to vent the anger and depression in the heart,

Those who are not dead take revenge.

"Childe, I shouldn't be good at making claims, intercept Nalan Fan's invitation, and ask Childe to punish the crime!"

A young monk, kneeling on the platform, shouted at An Baifang, who was dancing with a sword, and his voice was sad.

Choked and mournful, his voice low and hoarse, full of guilt.

but did not get a response from Anbai,

Childe dances the sword, the moon is lured,

The maid blows the flute, and the aftermath is lingering.

Luo Hou knelt beside him, and all the students shrank into the inner hall to make room.

Don't bother.

"Luo Hou, you are wrong, this is not a reason for you to be sad. ”

After the song was played, she put down the jade flute on her lips,

Seriously replied Luo Hou.

As An Bai's personal maidservant, the finch can experience An Bai's mood at this moment,

Compared with trivial troubles, what An Bai wants to do most at the moment, and it is also important, is to miss his relatives.

What about the cheers of the whole city?

What about the Qiu family's father and son?

Nalan Fu can't punish Erer, the city that never sleeps is only idle,

These are just the spices of life.

At this moment, nothing can stop An Bai's longing.

Under the moon, the son is as white as jade, and his posture is sassy.

Playing music, the sword shadow in his hand turned into a smearing acacia jade plate.

Swept through thousands of rivers and mountains, and passed without a trace in the floating light and shadows,

An Bai hid his identity, taught and educated people for a year, fought on the battlefield, and was not excited about the other world he saw.

Although in the outside world, the divine soldier is not as good as an ornament in his own mansion, and the magic medicine is just a snack in the past,

But he also let go of his identity and got along well with his students, Qi'er, Luo Hou and others.

Traveling around the world and having a shared experience.

This is what the lonely Anbai has not realized,

To put it simply, it was the resistance that made An Bai feel excited.

has a companion, so that An Bai temporarily forgot his identity as a disciple.

After all, he is the emperor, and no one will disobey him, such a day, a full eighteen years!

I don't know, my daughter-in-law and sister are now watching the dance or rewarding the ministers,

The emperor's father, is he still guarding the world, yes, he left the imperial mansion and left his daughter-in-law and sister, and his father didn't know who to get together.

The sister who is looking forward to the beautiful eyes, I don't know when I will be able to see each other again,

The majestic and steady, heavy father like a mountain, I don't know if I miss myself at this moment.

Anbai dances the sword, don't disturb all trivial matters.

"It's just a trivial matter, Luo Hou, you don't have to be so sluggish. ”

Finch said seriously.

"That's hundreds of lives!"

Luo Hou cried, pulled his shoulders,

Embarrassed, he wiped away the tears with the back of his hand.

Angrily questioned:

"What is the identity of Nalan's dog thief, and he also wants to invite his son to the banquet! Although I refused, I went to provoke hundreds of dead souls in the Moon Tower to be buried tonight, I hate it!"

The finch calmly stopped Lou Luohou, his eyes were flat and calm,

"Things have happened, Nalan Fan has been captured by Gongzi and sent to the netherworld to get retribution. ”

"You are also a monk of the True Immortal Realm, why are you acting like this?"

"Hundreds of people were murdered, Childe didn't care, he just didn't show his emotions!"

"You don't have to be unforgettable, in the future, follow Childe, there will be mountains of corpses along the way, do you have to cry again and again?"

When Luo Hou heard the words of the bird, the depression in his heart dissipated a lot.

Yes, such a thing is indispensable to face after following the emperor.

It's okay to be angry, but don't cry,

Just like the bloody battle in Yao'er City, he turned his anger into a long knife and smashed the grievances in his heart.

An Bai took the fox coat presented by the finch and draped it over his shoulders.

After a short period of missing distant relatives, An Bai had to deal with his entourage.

"Luo Hou, I let you take full control of it, it's not your fault. ”

An Bai looked at Luo Hou, who was kneeling under the moon, full of remorse, and a trace of warmth surged in his heart,

The attitude is also a little gentler,

The man who kneels at his feet, although he is a servant, has also shared weal and woe, and has experienced this year together.

"Luo Hou, you are a powerhouse in the realm of true immortals, or a servant of this son, there will only be more tragic things waiting for you in the future, such a trivial matter will make you collapse?"

An Bai approached step by step and questioned slowly.

Beads of sweat rolled down, Luo Hou panicked,

"Childe, my subordinates regret the tragic death of Guanyue Tower, and I can't let Nalan Fan tear this fang on the spot!"

After the enlightenment of the finch, Luo Hou has already reined in his emotions, but the approach of An Bai made Luo Hou feel the pressure of thousands of troops roaring.

This pressure is more difficult to hold on to than remorse.

"You are guilty, and your sin is in the small and the big in the small, and the trivial. ”

"When the people are in trouble, they should eliminate evil and do good, but there is no perfection in the world, you can't live yourself as a saint!"

"These hundreds of people, I naturally put it in my heart, but I don't have to touch it all the time, keep it as a memory, and remind myself that I will definitely be the one who eliminates violence and benefits one side in the future. ”

"Instead of just knowing remorse and crying. ”

The lights of thousands of homes were bright, and the people rejoiced, celebrating the fall of the Qiu father and son, and celebrating the death of Nalan Fan.

Although some families were immersed in grief, they quickly came out of the gloom.

Relatives and neighbors came to visit and comfort the family of the deceased.

Those who achieve great things look at the pattern.

After all, the future of the whole city will be better and better.

"An Gongzi!

"Gongzi An is our Qingtian master!!"

"An Gongzi!

Under the platform, many spontaneous city citizens gathered, shouting the name of the blue sky, resounding throughout the world.

An Bai spilled a pot of sake across the balcony,

Bless the many citizens of Imperial Feather City.

turned around, leaving Luo Hou to kneel on the platform alone,

Lead the finch back to the inner hall and celebrate the festival with all the disciples.