Chapter 118 The mountains and rivers are all my heart

That year, the young man was dressed in a spring shirt, riding a horse and leaning on the bridge, the fragrance of April in the south of the Yangtze River was not finished, she rose artemisia lightly over the shore of Xizi Lake, her eyebrows and eyes were as gentle as jade, her face was like a lotus, and her eyes intersected, so she was lovesick.

They may be the most unsuitable pair in the world, but they saw the tenderness in each other's eyes in the years that should have passed by, and since then the lovesickness has turned into an endless stream.

He came from the Western Regions, as his name - a hundred miles of long song, and his life before meeting her was like an impassioned long song, chic and uninhibited, unscrupulous.

He gambled with his brothers, saying that within three years, he would fight alone in this strange place in the Central Plains, and when he first came to Jiangnan, he was overwhelmed by the mountains and lakes, lingered for more than a month, and met the biggest mistake in his life on the shore of Xizi Lake.

Ye Wanqing, whose name is as beautiful as her person, she is the county lord of the Jiangnan Palace, as the pearl of the Jiangnan King, she is rude and willful, and often escapes from the mansion behind her father's back.

This is not the first time Ye Wanqing has been out of the house, but this time it has allowed two lines that should be forever parallel to each other to intersect, and they didn't expect that after intersecting, the two lines will be farther and farther apart......

Baili Changge and Ye Wanqing met on the broken bridge, walked on the white embankment, and looked at the ten-mile smoke willow painting bridge in the south of the Yangtze River, but in his eyes, the ten-mile spring breeze was still not as good as her smile.

Although Ye Wanqing is a woman, she is not weak, she is not weak, they are not equal to each other when it comes to swords and martial arts, they are not tired of talking about chess games, and they are tireless when talking about scriptures and classics......

They are all young and young, and he misses her uninhibitedly, and she falls in love with him with enthusiasm and cheerfulness.

The reckless Ye Wanqing left a book with her father, and joined hands with him in the rivers and lakes, the mountains and rivers, even the fairy couples were not as free as them, and they passed by, and they had already seen the purple and red in the world.

But the king of Jiangnan found him and said that his only beloved daughter would never be able to marry a white-clothed grass man, and if he didn't have three thousand merits, how could he be with his daughter. A word woke up the person in the dream, and Baili Changge remembered the purpose of the Central Plains, said goodbye to Ye Wanqing vaguely, and joined the barracks.

At that time, Bactria was at war with the Warat tribe in the northwest, and he sang all the way with his martial arts and strategy through heaven and earth, and became the general of the town in only one year. Just as he was about to go south to propose marriage, a piece of news shook his scalp like thunder - the king of Jiangnan united with the king of Nanyue and the king of Shu to gather an army of 300,000 to rebel, and he was transferred to the battlefield in the south by a holy message.

After all, he met her on the battlefield, but it seemed to be so far away from the end of the world, this time it was a crucial battle for both sides, like a gamble, and the lottery was half of the other party's hand.

It's just that he and she have become the saddest gambling equipment......

When he called her name, she didn't answer, just clenched her fists, and her palms were pierced by her fingers so that blood flowed for a long time, and her cherry lips were as beautiful as blood, maybe it was really blood......

The swords intersected, and after ten strokes, she smiled sadly at him, as if a farewell to this earthly world, but also to him, and she took the sword in his hand and stabbed it into her chest.

On that day, for the first time, the 100,000-strong army saw their calm and wise General Baili holding a woman like crazy, like a child.

"Wan'er, you fool, even if I reign in the world and sit on the mountains and rivers, without you by my side after that, what use do I want!"

She was like a cicada that had passed the summer, her voice was hoarse, her eyes were cloudy, and she just said to his heart: "If you want to dominate the rivers and lakes, I will use my body as a shield to protect your sword from injury." If you want to write a book with a wooden pen, I will study the peach blossoms and make you smile. If you want to subvert the world, I will stain the country with blood, let you overlook the mountains and rivers, even if you fight alone with thousands of troops and horses, I will not regret it. If you want to travel all over the world, I will be plain and gentle, and I will accompany you to grow old, even if the situation changes in an instant, I will not regret it. ”

He didn't speak, just hugged her motionless like a child and sobbed, and her was getting cold at the touch of his fingertips, and from then on, he didn't see her old age!

After that day, the world-famous Baili General disappeared, and the last person who saw him said that he had seen him with white hair overnight, holding a body that had already been cold and disappeared into the horizon.

If life is only as first seen, how good, he is still her young man in a spring shirt by the West Lake, she is still her peerless beauty, the beauty of the country and the mountains do not invade each other, there is no beginning, there is no end......

Later, he studied the art of a hundred schools of thought, and wanted to find a way to bring the dead back to life, but how could there be a way to live forever in this world, and he was disappointed for a long time and no longer had extravagant hopes, so that he became desperate.

The blood-stained painting, how can it be compared to a little cinnabar between her eyebrows, no matter if she loses the world, it is always just a prosperous ......

Xia Xuehan and the three of them looked at the twenty-nine strong little characters in a daze, as if they had returned to the battlefield where the swords rang more than a hundred years ago, and they felt inexplicable sadness in their hearts.

"Bloodstained country...... Huh?" Xia Xuehan frowned, those four words were different from the others, they were blood red, and the remaining twenty-five words were dark black.

This red is not the red of ordinary cinnabar dye, but like blood that has just been spilled, it almost drips, and if you smell it carefully, you can even smell a smell of blood.

The two people naturally discovered this unusual point, Xia Lang looked at the bronze tripod carefully for a while, and said suspiciously: "This is not a tripod for refining weapons, but it seems to be used for refining medicine, and it was placed here by a hundred miles of long song, is he trying to save someone!"

"Is blood staining the country?" Yun Yifan muttered, as if he understood something.

Xia Xuehan and Xia Lang also nodded, a smile on the corner of their mouths, how smart they were, it only took a moment to understand the mystery in this sentence, plus what they had in their hands, it might be worth a try.

"Nanxian is willing to take out the eight-tone treasure box, and let me and the Northern Emperor also see if the guess is correct?" Although Xia Lang said with a smile, he still didn't forget to pull Yun Yifan into the water.

Xia Xuehan raised her eyebrows, and said coldly: "What do you say, you want to see yourself take it!" He didn't give Xia Lang a good look, not to mention the past grievances, but Xia Lang deliberately harmed him just now, which made him unbearable.

Yun Yifan still had a cold face, and walked towards the avenue guarded by one hundred and eight Dharma Protector Gods, and said as he walked: "If you want to die, I won't stop you, but I'm afraid that the heavenly phenomena of the same light for three days are about to pass, if you want to come and grab the world with me in a few hundred years, let's have a big battle here!"

He didn't mean well, with their intelligence, how could they not calculate the time of this celestial phenomenon, Yun Yifan just wanted to take the opportunity to ridicule those two.

Xia Lang smiled at Xia Xuehan, and followed with a flick of his long sleeves, this time there was no friction between the three of them, because after the shot just now, the three of them already understood that the organs in this underground palace could not hurt the lives of the other two at all, and it was just to increase their hatred if they did it again.

"Boom!"

The two huge stone doors slowly closed, and the bronze tripod in front of him, the statue of the protector god, and the stone path gradually became smaller, and finally turned into a line. With a loud sound of the stone door closing, those things fell into endless darkness again, and it may be a few hundred years before any more creatures come here.

The ice on the ground slowly condensed, sealing the stone doors again, and the place was back to the way it was before they came.

When the people above the heavenly pool were too hot to stand the "three" suns, they were surprised to find that the three suns were slowly approaching and merging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As when they were separated, the sun on both sides was only a little next to each other at first, then slowly turned into a "line", and finally slowly became round, and if you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, if you hadn't just sweated in the snow, how could you believe this absurd and bizarre thing.

Just when the heroes on the top of the mountain breathed a sigh of relief, something more terrible than the three suns happened-an avalanche!

Just after three rounds of the sun's roasting, the mountain of ice and snow began to melt, like a flood that broke the embankment, and after melting an inch, it caused a square circle of snow to melt, and a square circle of ten zhang and a hundred zhang of snow melted, endlessly......

Starting from Baitou Peak, the overwhelming snow poured down like a heavenly river bursting its banks, and the white torrent swept the world in an instant, and the huge momentum almost tore apart the sky and shattered the earth.

In the distance, the villagers in Baihe Town looked at the snow and ice that were slanting down, and they all worshiped and repented in the direction of Changbai Mountain.

And when there was a mess on the Baitou Peak, I saw three water columns seven or eight zhang high rising in the Tianchi, and three figures broke through the water and stood firmly on the flat ground.

Looking at such a huge avalanche, Xia Xuehan frowned, Nan Mengying and Xin'er were still hiding in the cave, if they were covered in ice and snow......

He didn't dare to think that no matter how the mountains and rivers of the world were, the survival of the society could not reach the uncertain life and death of his wife and children at the moment, he stepped a little, and his whole body swept out, and he moved four or five feet away in the blink of an eye.

Xia Lang, who was not far from him, thought that he had a way to unlock the eight-tone treasure box, and he was about to leave at this time, and he was willing to let it go, and slapped it straight towards Xia Xuehan, and at the same time, the person also shot over.

Xia Xuehan was so anxious at this time, where could he care about fighting with him, leaned to the side, dodged Xia Lang's palm, only heard the sound of "boom", snowflakes flew, and a big pit was shot on the ground.

Those Jianghu masters who were still on the top of the mountain were so surprised that they couldn't speak at this time, it turned out that the Western Emperor was actually good at martial arts, and his martial arts were so high, he was definitely not weaker than the Southern Immortal and Northern Emperor.

There was no time for them to think about it, Xia Lang had already arrived in front of Xia Xuehan, his palm seemed to be born with wind, and he shot it out one after another, each move was directly close to the death point on Xia Xuehan's body, and the true qi swallowed by his fingertips made a sharp low sound in the wind.

Xia Xuehan is not a person who can be slaughtered, I saw that he was blocking in his hands, but his feet were moving back rapidly, but when he retreated an inch, Xia Lang would enter an inch, where could he dodge.

Suddenly, Xia Xuehan's feet swept away, and a large area of snow rose on the ground, rushing towards Xia Lang, Xia Lang thought that he was going to use some trick, and did not dare to take risks, so he jumped back and retreated.

Who knew that Xia Xuehan did not continue to attack, but also stepped back a few feet, and said coldly: "Xia Lang, I have an urgent matter now, I don't want to fight with you, our grudge will be settled in the future!"

Xia Lang heard that the "urgent matter" was that he was going back to crack the eight-tone treasure box, where was he willing to let it go, and said coldly: "Do you really think I am a fool, if you want to leave today, let's try to step on my corpse!"

After speaking, he rushed towards Xia Xuehan again, the true qi between his palms surged, and he couldn't wait to knock Xia Xuehan down with one palm, Xia Xuehan raised his hand to remove half of his palm, and pointed at Xia Lang's heart with his other hand.

This is a way of fighting to the death, if Xia Lang presses his palm on his body, then his finger will also poke into Xia Lang's chest, unless it is absolutely necessary, who can use such a trick to kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred?

Yun Yifan, who was not far away, frowned slightly, this was not like a calm and calm Xia Xuehan, he seemed to have something urgent, what was it?

Yun Yifan quickly recalled in his mind, as an opponent, he must know all the weaknesses of his opponent well, what could make Xia Xuehan so flustered.

That's right, the weakness, it's her!

Yun Yifan suddenly realized that Nan Mengying came with Xia Xuehan, but she was not seen on this Baitou Peak, and there should be their daughter with her, and the mother and daughter should be waiting for him somewhere.

As soon as he thought of this, Yun Yifan also moved, no matter how Xia Xuehan and Xia Lang fought, he had to save Nan Mengying first, and even he couldn't tell himself the reason, but he couldn't let her die, even if it was to lose the world!

Seeing Yun Yifan leaving, Mo Lin also followed, and before leaving, he couldn't help but glance at Feng Qiwu, who was still guarding Gu Lan's side, and it just so happened that Feng Qiwu also looked over here, for no reason, the faces of the two turned red at the same time, Mo Lin hurriedly turned his head and strode to keep up with Yun Yifan.

A shallow voice was like a silk thread that entered Feng Qiwu's ears, "Treasure more!", and when I looked at it again, the black clothes had already traveled far.

"Precious!"

I don't know if Mo Lin can hear it, maybe it will blow to his ears with the wind!

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