Chapter 50: When the Flowers Are Blooming

"I should have noticed it a long time ago, didn't I?"

"yes, you're not stupid, you're just ......"

"It's just that I believe in you too much!"

"I'm sorry!"

Liu Chen shook his head and hugged Beigong Fu tighter again, the whitish bone joints were revealing some pale brute force, as if he just wanted to engrave the girl in his arms into his heart forever......

"You said that the fish was too mysterious, and he went to Chang'an from afar just to send me these two things?"

"He has had many opportunities to kill you, such as on the Nai He Bridge, or in the Panlong Tower!" Beigong Fu raised his head, and his star-like blood pupils were reflected on Liu Chen's side face in a daze, "Perhaps, these two things are the last trace of cause and effect between you, after today, the next time you meet......

"The next time we meet, the two of us can only live one!"

"Wherever you go, I'll accompany you!"

"No!" Liu Chen smiled, tapping his chin against Beigong Fu's smooth forehead, "You live well, ...... for me"

"But ......"

"No, however, the darkness comes from the corner of the light, the light grows in the darkness, in this world, there is no absolute good and evil, Yu Taixuan is not the ultimate of evil, and I am not the benchmark of goodness...... So, I won't necessarily lose, and even if I lose, I'll live in your heart forever, will I?"

"Hmm......" Beigong Fu's face turned a little pale, and he felt the tremor on her shoulder, and Liu Chen unconsciously hugged her tighter. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"If you don't forget, there will be an echo...... We will be victorious!"

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In the fifteenth year of the Apocalypse, on the fifth day of the fifth month.

As in previous years, Xu Yuyao got up early in the morning and came to the back kitchen of the General's Mansion in person, and not long after, when Liu Chen opened his eyes from the meditation, the rich fragrance came to the tip of his nose.

In a month's time, under the guidance of Liu Bai and Beigong Yu, Liu Chen finally came to the door of the Dao realm, and he was at the peak of his concentration, and he also waited for the ninety-nine eighty-one morning bell on Bauhinia Mountain......

"Did I tell you ......?"

After eating a warm breakfast, Liu Chen got up to change his clothes, and the brand-new robes were taken out of the cabinet one by one by Xu Yuyao, Beigong Fu and Doudou worked together to help him put them on, and when he went around to Liu Chen, Beigong Fu, who had returned to his black-haired appearance, suddenly raised his head and listened to Liu Chen's words with a smile.

"What?" Liu Chen's half-cut words made Beigong Fu smile, and his fleshy little face was instantly full of confusion.

"I'm still more happy about the way you look now, just like every morning, I want to see the red ...... on Yuya's body."

"Oh?"

Feeling that Beigong Fu and Xu Yuyao's gaze fell on him, Liu Chen smiled, and the corners of his mouth curved into a good-looking arc, "Your whiteness and jade's red are the only painless past in my life!"

"Then I'm fine, young master, tell me about me!"

Stretched out his hand and rubbed Doudou's bun, looking at the gradually fading green face, Liu Chen was a little emotional, a little trance, for a long time, he met the expectation of the little Lori, and said while talking: "When you were in Longmen, you little Doudou was a chicken thief, don't admit it, the little monk told me, you hid from me and didn't give the seventh princess food, so hungry that people were so hungry that they almost didn't kill anyone......

"What...... Doudou's face turned red, and he couldn't help but look timidly at the dining table, where Jin Ruoshui, who was smiling, watched quietly, looking at Liu Chen's back, which was stretched so long in her pupils......

"You misunderstood Doudou...... "Without the heroic appearance of the past, now Jin Ruoshui looks extremely quiet, hearing Liu Chen's joke, she didn't want Xiao Loli to be too embarrassed, so she had to put down the dishes and chopsticks, and said with a smile: "Back then, I didn't want to eat...... Doudou came to talk to me every day, although at that time, the little girl was very fierce......"

"Oops, yes......" Xiao Doudou couldn't hold back the shame in his heart anymore, covered his little face, and ran out of the door in a hurry, leading to a burst of laughter in the room behind him......

"That's it!"

After getting dressed, Liu Chen had already seen the end of the flower hall, the heroic black eagle had already led the horse, and he gestured with his chin before he turned around and faced the three girls in the room who were smiling like flowers, took a few steps back, he came to the door, and then arched his hand and turned around......

When the flowers are blooming, a warm wind blows in Chang'an.

When Liu Chen and the Black Eagle came to Xuanwumen Square, it was already crowded with people, and everyone raised their heads and stared at the old man at the top of the steps, the old man was wearing a Confucian shirt, and his gray hair was constantly flying against the morning breeze.

"Old man Mo Qinghan ......"

Chang'an City, where thousands of people are empty, is silent at the moment, and the old man's voice is not loud, but it is enough to reach everyone's ears.

"Long time no see, Chang'an...... The last time the old man walked on Suzaku Street, it was the fourth year of Longqing, and at that time, Chang'an City was exactly the same as it is now......"

"When I was young, my father didn't give much money a month, and every time I bought some study, I was really shy for half a month, but fortunately, the old man had a friend who was very rich...... Hehe, that's right, his surname is Liu, he is from Cangzhou, and every evening when he returns from sunset, he will take a few of our old friends to the Tianshui Hutong in Dongshi...... There is a Dong Kee roast goose there and we all loved it......"

"I don't know if that little shop is still there...... The old man misses the taste of the past......"

"Yes!" Suddenly, a hoarse answer came from the crowd, and the old man, who was so old that he could barely stand up straight, slowly raised his hand, and his eyes were full of withered ......, "Old mountain master, Dong Ji is still there...... It's noon later...... It's noon...... Whining...... Little Old Man...... Personally, personally, for the Lord of the Mountain...... Furnace ...... Woowoo woo ......"

The silent crying blurred people's eyes, and this Dragon Boat Festival was so depressed that it was about to make people crazy.

"The old man still remembers you, when I went to your house for dinner before, you were a few years younger than King Canglan!"

"Don't you dare...... Don't dare to compare with the king...... Woowoo...... Old mountain lord, ......"

"Why can't it be compared?" the smile on Mo Qinghan's face was unquestionable, "Just like the old man remembered his sword, in the same way, the old man also remembered the roast goose you made!"

"Woo woo woo...... The old mountain lord ......, "Those people are so sad that they almost faint.

"This street, this city, and the green mountains and rivers outside the city...... The land of Kyushu, by the Canglan River, has left us with too many memories that we can't forget...... Although I don't want to admit it, the old man still wants to tell everyone that the war is coming...... Just like 10,000 years ago...... It came so suddenly, it just wants to destroy everything we have now......"

“......”

"The enemy is very strong, they are from the extraterritorial immortal clan, but this time, the Holy Ancestor can't save us...... That's right, we still have the King of Canglan...... It's just that our king is too young, maybe we can't wait for that day...... In that case, should we give up?"

"No!" The neat and dull response, accompanied by the continuous choking, finally stopped the mottled echo of the morning bell of Bauhinia Mountain...... (To be continued.) )