Chapter 62: You and Me
Guo Youzhi and Dong Yun, the two of them stayed in the City Lord's Mansion in Liangjia City.
The check-in time has been nearly half a month.
After the great master of Xuan Shangyu gave them the title they promised to deserve, he sent them to Liangjia City.
The matters that Guo Dong and the others were responsible for were not complicated, and they had nothing to do with the commanders and soldiers, but more about accepting refugees from various cities outside Liangjia City and farther away in the Daji Mountains.
The invasion of the demon clan was a catastrophe for Xiguan.
When the white-robed Great Domain King was in power, the Chess Palace Demon Clan of the Eight Feet Mountain in the Western Regions had not even broken through the gate of the Western Barrier.
And the catastrophe of the demon clan caused by Jiang Qingyi's misjudgment caused his reputation in Xiguan to fall to the bottom.
But even so.
He is still the one who commands the armor of Liangjia City.
The Daji Mountain Range has the remnants of the white-robed Li Qing, the 44,000 Sixteen-Character Battalion, the 100,000 Xiguan Iron Cavalry, and the 200,000 elite troops in Luoyang.
The purple-robed great master who had leveled the north of the Qi River of the Eight Great Kingdoms was personally in charge.
Several of the great generals each received their own talismans.
The sixteen-character battalion of Liangjia City, with 44,000 numbers, was the most important force in this battle.
Holding it was Jiang Qingyi.
Guo Dong and the others waited outside the City Lord's Mansion, quiet and silent.
Jiang Qingyi had just returned from Luoyang.
Guo Youzhi and Dong Yun didn't know what the Governor had done in Luoyang to get back this mountain-heavy sixteen-character battalion talisman.
On the Jinluan Palace in Luoyang, there must be a head on the ground.
After the dissolution of the meeting, there will inevitably be all kinds of words.
It's a hard thing to do.
It is really difficult for His Majesty the Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty to divide part of the power.
Even if he has already held the entire Northern Wei Dynasty.
Even if you're just asking for a tiny sixteen-figure camp.
This only says one thing.
Even with the support of such a large number of troops.
This battle of Liangjia City.
Still need phoenix chicks.
It is still necessary to have Xiguan, a sixteen-character battalion, and 100,000 armor soldiers.
The advance of the demon clan, at this moment, has gradually slowed down, the west demon is obviously a big step ahead of the beast tide behind him, along the way, the west demon has shown an extremely powerful ability to kill and siege cities, and one person has broken through several cities.
She was waiting for the beast tide behind her.
Guo Youzhi, Dong Yun, the 44,000 16-character battalion, and hundreds of thousands of Northern Wei soldiers are also waiting for the beast tide.
Outside Liangjia City, black clouds are thick.
In the Daji Mountains, there was one of the largest battles since the Spring and Autumn Period.
It thundered, it rained.
Someone is going to die.
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Jiang Qingyi took off the bun that was haphazardly inserted into his messy hair, and put the broken wooden bun next to the copper basin.
He slowly peeled off the tattered green shirt, along with the parts that were stained with his own blood, and pulled it to his shoulders, revealing his well-defined upper body.
On his shoulders, his pale skin was exposed, and one after another tiny lines of blood, like swimming snakes, walked under the skin, kissing his blood vessels, bones, and meridians, bringing pain after pain.
Jiang Qingyi ignored it.
He looked at himself in the bronze mirror.
His face was bloodstained, and his beard was sloppy.
Something dead in the eye.
Something woke up again.
He ran through his hair so hard that his fingertips turned white, and he straightened it so that it almost broke.
Then he wiped his blood-stained face.
Again and again.
He stared at the misty bronze mirror.
Looking at the man in the bronze mirror, he became no longer sloppy and dirty.
After washing.
Jiang Qingyi saw a self that was no different from back then.
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He changed into new clothes.
Red and white are connected, part of it is bright red like blood, and part of it is pure white like the moon.
His face was still calmly arranging his clothes, especially the wide robe on his upper body, and he carefully straightened the placket of his clothes so that the bloodshot that looked hideous and terrifying under his skin did not show any clues.
Jiang Qingyi stood barefoot in the shallow water.
The overflowing stream of water from the washing, whirling and whirling, flowed past his feet, and the clear stream washed the wooden sword at his feet so that the blade shook slightly.
The wooden sword rested on one side.
Jiang Qingyi lowered his eyebrows slightly, he picked up the wooden sword, pinned it to the side of the red and white robe, slowly stepped out of the wet mist, and took a wider white robe, which covered his upper body, and covered the wooden sword tightly.
Since Ren Ping's death, he has never laughed again.
Jiang Qingyi maintained a wooden expression, pushed open the door of the City Lord's Mansion, and as expected, saw Guo Youzhi and Dong Yun waiting at the door.
He tilted his head slightly.
Ignore.
Just went all the way, changed directions several times, walked out of the city lord's mansion, and climbed to the head of Liangjia City, and behind them, Guo Yuzhi and Dong Yun were ghostly, so they simply followed without saying a word, so that officials, large and small, one after another, did not dare to disobey, and became a long line behind them.
The sound of clattering footsteps is annoying.
Jiang Qingyi stopped suddenly.
He frowned, sucking slightly.
With a bang, the scabbard of the armor warrior with the sword at the head of Liangjia City suddenly bounced, and a sword light rushed into Jiang Qingyi's palm.
That sword light was held by Jiang Qingyi and then thrust downward, penetrating a little into the head of Liangjia City, the momentum was huge, and the wind cracked, but the strength of the sword qi was extremely well controlled, almost seamless, so there was not a trace of cobweb cracks blooming on the soles of his feet.
A boundary.
Divide it out.
The officials all looked at this Jiang Daren who used to have a good temper in amazement.
Including the purple-robed and black-robed two people who were already looking at the head of Liangjia City at this time.
Jiang Qingyi's face was expressionless, he didn't look back, and walked towards Xuan Shangyu, who was smiling at the corner of his lips at the head of the city.
The white robe hunted and danced, with war drums beating under his skin, and his heart roaring like thunder.
Previously, he was a weak scholar.
But now he's not.
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Jing Tao Palace.
The nine condensed divine souls seemed to be extremely tired, and the soul power that supported their independent consciousness transformation was almost dissipated.
Hua Dan stopped the hoarse play, stood dumbfounded, slowly sat down, and finally fell ill on the stage, with desolate water sleeves, hiding his face and crying.
The young master of the palace, the little guy in the Qinglou, most of them are like this.
His Royal Highness remained in a cross-legged position, and finally the last noise in his ears was gone.
His spirit was also extremely tired.
The mind cannot be still.
The road cannot be flat.
These nine divine souls turned into shapes and divided ninety percent of their soul power, and now these soul powers are about to be exhausted, for themselves, it is tantamount to using the "Great Soul Power Sword".
Yi Xiao had just closed her eyes, and a faint voice sounded in her ears again.
It's not the same as the voice of the play.
The sound is nice and pleasant.
"Brother......
"This is the last time I'll call you like that. β
He frowned.
A picture thousands of miles away came to mind.
That woman, who seems to have some kind of demon clan spell similar to reading mind and his heart, heard her soft call on the demon mountain when she was in the South China Sea.
Yi Xiao closed her eyes.
His purple mansion trembled slightly.
I saw a black cloud between heaven and earth, the city collapsed, rubble and ruins, and there was a woman wearing a red veil and a white scarf, her face was a little dull, sitting on the collapsed city with her cheeks up, looking at the Daji Mountains in the distance.
The woman was holding a small red flower in her hand.
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She kicked her bare toes, and the cool wind through the mountains blew from the other side of the Daji Mountains, blowing up the red veil and the white scarf fluttering.
Babbling, babbling, reading immature and unclear words in his mouth.
It's like a nursery rhyme and an ancient song.
The woman who was kicking her feet first hummed a song softly, and after singing it, she was silent for a long time.
It was quiet for a long time.
Then he muttered to himself.
"Brother......
The voice was a little choked.
"I've missed you. β
Yi Xiao, who was thousands of miles away, did not speak.
The nine divine souls in the mansion, they were all just ordinary people when they were alive, and none of them even lived past the age of sixteen except for scholars.
At this moment, they all suddenly raised their heads, and their eyes looked in a certain direction in unison.
The woman sitting at the head of the ruined city spoke softly and softly.
"I lost the hairpin you bought me. β
"I can't find the silver taels you saved for me. β
"You sent me books, paintings, those...... None of them are gone. β
"I don't have anything left now. β
Liang Liang closed his eyes slightly, and said desolately: "Even you are gone." β
Thousands of miles away.
Inside the Tao Palace.
The young master of the palace shed two lines of blood and tears first, and his voice was hoarse, breaking through the confinement of the divine soul, and almost with all his strength, he roared out an obscure syllable.
Deafening.
His Royal Highness's soul was even shattered by this inaudible byte.
His Dao heart was almost shattered.
The Nine Dao Divine Souls collapsed together at this moment and returned to the Purple Mansion.
In this worldβ
No one can actually experience this deep sorrow in his bones at this moment more personally than Yi Xiao.
Life after life.
Reincarnation blooms, then rusts.
There is a person who has followed you for so many reincarnations, who gave his heart and life for you, and gave up eternal life for you.
She didn't want anything.
She only wants you.
That person is the demon who has killed countless people on the snowy mountain, and the master of the demon domain.
The man took the trouble to call his brother over and over again.
Then she said, this is the last time.
So every word he read was like a sword.
So every word I said, I went to the bone.
The sword went into the bone, and of course it hurt.
Yi Xiao hoarsely spoke.
In the closed eyes, two lines of tears burst out of the eyes.
Wei Lingshan looked at His Royal Highness and suddenly became strange, murderous, but he burst into tears and his eyes were red from crying.
She heard a tired, hoarse voice.
"Green pear...... Where?"
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In front of Liang Liang, the thunder and light shuttled outside Liangjia City, moving back and forth at the height of the clouds of the mountains, like a dragon like a python, and the wind and rain like obscurity.
Behind Liang Liang, there was a big earthquake.
The beast tide of the demon clan is coming.
The big war is imminent.
The West Demon doesn't care at all.
She looked at the little red flower in her hand at the moment, and a string in her heart was pulled hard.
Thousands of miles away, someone cried.
Liang Liang was stunned and said, "Brother, are you ...... Are you crying?"
Of course there was no response.
She blew softly.
The small saffron petals in the sky fluttered lightly, and the firelight of one after another swallowed the safflowers, and turned into fireworks that flashed in the mountain breeze.
"Brother, don't cry. β
Liang Liang stood up.
She smiled brightly, "You still have me." β
(PS: I hope you will post a book review, I want to see everyone's book review, this will affect Liang Liang's ending.) οΌ
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