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The vast night, the scattered stars, the dim, the bleak moonlight, like an eye that knows everything, looks at this mortal world coldly, and sprinkles a faint silver light. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the vast earth, the dark mountains were undulating, spreading under the moonlight, and the howling mountain wind, mixed with the roar of wild beasts in the night, echoed in the deep night, tyrannical and fierce.

Xiang Shaoying kept wondering if he was dead.

He had a long dream, and in the dream, it was pitch black, and he couldn't find the way he had come, and he couldn't find the way he was going, and he heard someone singing all the time, what was it singing? He didn't seem to hear clearly, no, it seemed to hear clearly, what kind of song was it? He remembered that it was a song he had heard his mother sing when he was a child, and he wanted to follow that song.

His mother is a very gentle woman, a well-known lady in the imperial capital, gentle and graceful, and she can sing a lot of songs. He grew up listening to her songs when he was a child, and he spent a thousand charming young years in her arms, and she often said to him: "Xiaotian, in the future, you will be a man who stands up to the sky." ”

"Did Xiao Tian study with Mr. today?"

"Xiao Tian, my mother will make you your favorite crystal balls. ”

"Silly Xiaotian, when will you marry a beautiful daughter-in-law for your mother?"

......

Xiaotian is his nickname, and it has been many years, and no one calls him by his nickname anymore.

In the shadows, he seemed to see his mother's back, he wanted to call his mother, but the voice was stuck in his throat, he couldn't shout anything, the back turned around, it was his mother's loving face, he wanted to run over, but his feet were like filled with lead, and he couldn't move half a minute.

Xiao Tian -

Xiao Tian -

The mother also stood there fixedly, calling his nickname in a low voice, with a sad look and tears streaming down her face, and then, he saw that his mother's figure was getting farther and farther away, and he wanted to chase it, but his legs couldn't move, and he couldn't open his mouth.

Then, suddenly, he was again in a desolate wilderness, where the smoke and dust of the golden iron horse were billowing and whistling, and the ancient wind blew past the mountains of corpses, whimpering, but could not dissolve the haze that had been precipitated for many years. The smell of death permeated every dark corner, the smell of flesh and blood permeating the senses in the darkness, heavy and desolate.

The half-folded banner, the terrible autumn wind, and the blood-stained field, he saw the heroic and warlike Xiang Jiaerlang die tragically under the knives of those black-clothed dead soldiers, while his father fell in a pool of blood, his fingers trembling and pointing forward, his eyes wide, and he couldn't see it.

It was the nightmare of his life!

"Daddy, Daddy!" Xiang Shaoying shouted, but in fact, the broken voice did come out of his throat.

Then, a sharp arrow burst through the air, and then plunged straight into his heart

Then, there was the boundless darkness, and no matter how much he struggled, that panic, came with him.

Then he fell into a bottomless abyss, and kept falling, trying to catch something, but nothing. His hands tightened, as if he had touched something soft.

Xiang Shaoying woke up suddenly.

What he was holding in his hand turned out to be Xiao Yanran's hand. The dull pain in his chest was incomparably clear.

He didn't die.

Xiang Shaoying opened his eyes dimly, only to see that the surroundings were pitch black, the moonlight was hazy, and only the stars were scattered in the sky. I don't know where I am now.

It's a miracle to fall from such a high place and not die. His Longquan sword, stuck on the cliff, although it was loose and kept sliding, but he kept holding on to it, which reduced the impact of falling a lot.

He fell...... What about Xiao Yanran? He remembered that in order to save him, she kept holding his hand and didn't let go, but he pulled her down as a result.

The dull pain in his chest hit again, he fixed his eyes, it turned out that his chest was pressing a head, it was Xiao Yanran, he wanted to raise his hand to see her situation, but his arm had no strength at all, and he couldn't lift it at all, and then the huge pain made him faint for a while.

I don't know how long it took, Xiang Shaoying woke up again, and the cold mountain wind blew and he couldn't help but shiver. The sky was already slightly bright, and Xiang Shaoying only saw the surrounding scene at this time, the barren grass was overgrown, the lush trees covered the sky, and he couldn't distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, and the whistling mountain wind blew through the treetops, whirring, one after another.

In the distance, the howl of the beast was still there, mixed with the sound of the wind, and the whining and sobbing made people's hearts chill. The bird in the nest not far away seemed to be frightened by something, and suddenly fluttered up from the forest.

Xiao Yanran was still in a coma, and the blood on his wound had coagulated, and the pain of the wound had become numb. He has internal force to protect his body, and the Longquan Sword has reduced the impact of falling, and the injuries on his body are also flesh wounds, but Xiao Yanran was hit by the cartilage fragrance, which is no different from an ordinary person, falling from such a height, although he made Xiao Yanran's meat pad when he fell, but Xiao Yanran still fell not lightly. Xiang Shaoying checked Xiao Yanran's injuries, fortunately she didn't suffer any internal injuries, it was estimated that she was just stunned, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiang Shaoying only felt a dull pain in his chest and shoulder, the rib in his chest should have been broken, and there were blood stains all over the ground, and he didn't know how much blood was shed, whether it was his or Xiao Yanran's.

Suddenly felt a murderous aura, Xiang Shaoying's nerves suddenly tensed, sat up and looked, but saw that it was a wolf, Xiang Shaoying clenched the Longquan sword, the wolf seemed to be jealous, and took a step back.

Xiang Shaoying only saw clearly at this time, it turned out that the wolf was an old wolf, lame with a leg, Xiang Shaoying should be happy, at this time it was found that they were a lame old wolf, if the young wolf, I am afraid that before Xiang Shaoying woke up, he would have pounced on him and bit his throat.

The lame old wolf was obviously afraid of Xiang Shaoying, and stared at Xiang Shaoying with a faint gaze, but he didn't dare to step forward.

One man and one wolf, a calm confrontation. Even if this wolf is lame, but he is seriously injured now, Xiang Shaoying himself is not sure whether he can kill this wolf, not to mention, Xiao Yanran is still beside him.

At the time of the confrontation, the number of wolves increased, and seven or eight more came, and the head wolf led by him roared and pounced on Xiang Shaoying, Xiang Shaoying dodged sideways, clenched the Longquan sword in his hand, and the sword stabbed into the throat of the head wolf.

As soon as the head wolf fell, the wolves were shocked and took a few steps, but they were still reluctant to leave, wolves are very patient creatures, and it is not easy to get food in their mouths, and the green eyes of the fierce beast shine with bloodthirsty nature, just waiting for the moment when the prey is exhausted, pounce and bite his throat.

Xiang Shaoying took a deep breath and barely stabilized his figure, the sword just now stabbed the wolf to death, it should be regarded as his luck, in fact, he knew that his strength had reached the end of the strong crossbow, if these wolves pounced together, he would have no chance of winning at all, he couldn't fall, he couldn't let these beasts see his weakness.

He had to get out of here, otherwise, he would not be gnawed to death by wild beasts, but he would also be starved to death, under the wolf cliff, poisonous snakes and beasts infested, and during the time he was unconscious, no wild beasts came to gnaw him, he was lucky.

Xiang Shaoying took the Longquan Sword, picked up Xiao Yanran on the ground, and limped forward, and the wolves were afraid of the Longquan Sword in his hand, so they didn't dare to get too close, and they followed Xiang Shaoying from a distance, as if they were waiting for Xiang Shaoying to run out of energy, and then give him the final blow.

Xiang Shaoying gritted his teeth, he couldn't fall, as soon as he fell, it would become a meal for the beasts in the mountains and forests.