Thousands of miles of snow, an ocean, who takes whom away, and who lets go of whose past.

Grievances and grievances, life and death, how many people can see through?

The incense is running out.

Ouyang Wuji is not Ouyang Wuji. He is not yesterday's Ouyang Wuji, Ouyang Wuji just now, he is him. Like the wind and fog, so that Dugu Hate can't see and can't figure it out.

also made Dugu hate and hate.

If you hate, you must love.

I have loved but I don't have to love it.

"Marry me, okay?" Wang Han's face was full of twists, and his face was full of anticipation, and he jumped out.

He had drunk five jars of old wine when he made this decision, but he was not drunk, and the more he drank, the more sober he became.

The more sober it is, the more painful it becomes.

"I'm sorry, I already have someone to love. Wu Niang said lightly, but there was a trace of sadness in her words.

Wang Han was stunned, he didn't expect that he would be rejected so mercilessly. He wanted to ask out loud who the man was, but the dignity of the man prevented him from opening his mouth. The general who galloped on the battlefield did not cry in the face of thousands of troops and horses, and did not cry in the face of the ruins of the wall, and now, he wanted to cry, and cried generously and solidly.

"Forget me, I don't deserve this. Wu Niang looked at Wang Han in front of her and said softly.

"Is there any wine?" Wang Han asked suddenly.

Wu Niang was stunned for a moment, and then took a jar of daughter red from the top of the counter.

Daughter red, according to legend, it is the wine that the woman buried when she was born, and when the woman came out of the pavilion, she used it to entertain guests.

Wang Han felt as if his heart had stopped beating. He picked up the jar and threw up his head to drink.

It's easy to hurt your body if you drink like this, but if you don't, you're afraid of being sad.

Wu Niang looked at Wang Han, who raised his head and shouted without saying a word, and a tear quietly fell on the scarf.

Wang Han was drunk, he lay on the table, motionless.

Wu Niang sighed softly and instructed Xiao Er beside her to help him upstairs.

"If it weren't for him, would I have promised Wang Han?" Wu Niang didn't dare to think about it anymore.

There are some things that you can't think about, and you don't know what to do after thinking about them?

Some things have been done, but there is no turning back.

For example, the name Ji Yong is some people's pain, some people's regrets, and some people's nightmares.

Ji Rufeng just wanted to know what mistake his father had made, and why he had beheaded all over the house?

Why did some of his father's confidants ignore it? Why did he stand idly by? Why were they all high-ranking officials?

Could it be that the brother came back to betray him? Could it be that the brother is the tool of the superior? Ji Rufeng asked repeatedly in his heart. He also has brothers, he and his brothers have saved each other back and forth dozens of times, he doesn't believe it, he can't believe it, when one day the most trusted brother suddenly stabs you in the back, his own feelings.

He looked at the three brothers in front of him, who had been his father's friend, and he was waiting for an answer.

Maybe as long as this game of chess is not played, not so many things will happen.

"Amitabha, let's let the old man talk about it. Then an old monk walked towards them.

This monk, do you know?

How does this monk know?

I am no more, and you have never gone far.

And Ji Rufeng's tears are wet.

He never cried, he thought he wouldn't cry, and when his nose was sore, he knew he was wrong.

Wrong, outrageous, wrong.

But since you have chosen, can you turn back?

How much more is there a right or wrong thing in the world!

"Donor, the old monk has finished speaking. Lifan said.

"I see, thank you, Master. Ji Rufeng said sincerely.

"But I still have to kill people, and I still have to take the position. Ji Rufeng said.

Li Fan was just about to speak, but found that a pair of hands had already held him down, a pair of vicissitudes of life.

He looked at the man who held him down, and stopped talking. He knew that language was pale now.

"Kill someone, kill a gray-haired poor people, kill a couch man who is struggling to breathe?" Sun Mou laughed instead of anger.

"No, I'm just going to kill you. Ji Rufeng said as usual, as if he was not killing people, but doing extremely ordinary things.

"Okay, what kind of killing, and how to die?" Sun Mou asked, like a child, persistently asking.

There are many kinds of death, sudden death, old death at home, there is nothing to blame; a knife goes down, a bowl of arsenic (pi) cream, a plain hemp rope, people will die cleanly, Ling Chi died, the car cracked and died, although it was death, but it was also cruel.

When it comes to death, people are always reluctant to mention it.

Everyone wants to live, to live well.

Although sometimes I feel very tired, bored, helpless, and painful to live, I am really going to die, and I am still so attached and so concerned.

"When will you do it?" asked Sun Mou with a smile.

The incense burns out.

The incense has burned out.

The two walked out.

Ouyang Wuji is still Ouyang Wuji, Dugu is still Dugu hate.

This chess - a draw.

There are no wins, no defeats.

It's hard for people to predict, and even more so for the people who bet on it, and people are stunned to get the news, and it's hard to accept the fact that "kill these two people." Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted.

Then the voice swept all over the world, it was these two people, causing them to lose their money, usually it was like tossing a coin, either heads or tails, but this time it just stood still.

Saints don't care if they win or lose, but we are not saints, and we take it very seriously.

"Master" Ouyang Wuji just came out of the infield, and he saw a person.

Xu Sanjin didn't see it, because he went too fast and won too fast.

Ouyang Wuji couldn't still be so light when he saw Bai Yuan.

I'm afraid that the clouds are dark clouds, and the wind is a strong wind.

No matter how calm people in this world are, they also have gaffes.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but it's not time to be sad.

"Master" Ouyang Wuji called out again.

Ouyang Wuji rarely repeats, he doesn't want to waste time, but, "Master", do you know how long I've been holding out?

Bai Yuan turned his head and looked at the most proud disciple who had been looking at him, and did not speak.

I don't know what to say, but it's already a thousand words, and everything is understood.

A man who hadn't met his eyes for a few days went to take care of his wife's sister, and his relatives didn't say whether they should or shouldn't, but just a relative who was far away came and said, "You have worked hard." Then he burst into tears.

Not afraid of hard work, not afraid of danger, not afraid of misunderstanding, just afraid of your sentence "You have worked hard." "The strength of a man is now gone.

Perhaps, we don't have to say this.

Especially when there is tension, tears should be replaced by bloodshed.

"Can I die?" asked Sun Mou, calmly.

All the way to the red dust and wine shop, I went to a game that had nothing to do with life and death.

"Yes" Ji Rufeng raised his hand, and a group of well-trained people poured in from all directions.

"Is that all there are?" Sun Mou couldn't help but laugh when he saw it.

"Kill you, just me. Ji Rufeng replied lightly.

"That really exalts me and you. Sun Mou said.

"Really?" Ji Rufeng walked over slowly, he was already sad, since he wanted to do something big, he had to take the big man to sacrifice the flag.

Since you choose to do big things, some things have to be given up, whether it is worth it or not, only you know.

"Ji Rufeng, what are you doing?" Suddenly, he heard a surprised voice, one that he was extremely familiar with.

"You shouldn't have come. Ji Rufeng sighed.

"What are you doing?" the man asked again.

"Don't you need to ask, he's killing people, he's also activating.," said a man and a woman standing behind the man.

"Shut up, I didn't ask you. Wang Han clenched his fists, his knuckles clicking with force.

"Tell me, what are you doing?" Wang Han asked again, he believed in brother, believed-brother!

"Big brother, do you still believe me?" Ji Rufeng said without looking back.

"I..." Wang Han was speechless for a while.

"Believe him. Zhang He next to him said impatiently. "Look at you, if you are sold by someone else, you have to count the money for others. “

"Big brother, you shouldn't come. Ji Rufeng sighed.

"I'm your eldest brother, the rain of bullets has come over, and it's not bad this time," Wang Han said suddenly.

"Big brother...."

"Don't say it, we will bear the blessings and misfortunes together. Wang Han said and walked forward.

"Wang Han, you can't fucking be indistinguishable from wrong, your family has been loyal and good for generations, but you can't be ruined in the hands of your kid. Zhang He jumped up and scolded.

Wang Han still ignored it and walked straight towards Ji Rufeng.

"Can I die for him?" Bai Yuan said when he stood up.

"I won't live for a few days anyway, I'll come. The surname is Sun, I'm not here for you. Zhang Wenzheng said.

Sun Mou looked at this stubborn third brother, the enemy who had been fighting for half his life, his eyes couldn't help but moisten, he thought that it was he who lent him three months' salary to relieve his urgent need, and it was he who lent a helping hand when everyone else was in the ground, he seemed to have forgotten all the unpleasantness before, and once forgot that although they were on the opposite side, although they saw each other every day, they were incompatible, and when the saber rattling, he felt that he was very ridiculous, and it took him a lifetime to just find the initial starting point and come here. He smiled, really smiled, once someone said that he hid a knife in his laughter, some people said that his laughter is the most elusive, because it is difficult to know whether his laughter will kill you in the next moment, but he laughed, he felt that for so many years, only this time the laughter is the truest, only this laughter is the most self.

Only great heroes can be true to themselves, and they are true celebrities.

"I have a request. Sun Mou said.

"Well, I promise you. Ji Rufeng said.

"I'm not afraid that my request is to kill you. Sun Mou asked.

"No, because you're Sun Mou. Ji Rufeng said.

"Okay, good, I'm going to play a game of chess with him. Sun Mou pointed at Ouyang Wuji and said.

A game of chess.

A game of chess that can make or break the life and death. Because Ji Rufeng said: "Whoever loses will die." ”

Ouyang Wuji responded.

He looked at Bai Yuan, Bai Yuan didn't speak, he looked at Zhang Wenzheng, Zhang Wenzheng coughed, he looked at Fan again, but Fan was just there 'Amitabha'.

He felt lonely at the moment.

"Don't say yes. A man shouted. The voice came from Zhang He's side.

When Wang Han came, there was a man and a woman beside him, and few people noticed.

But Ouyang Wuji noticed that although the woman was wearing a big hat and fat clothes, Ouyang Wuji knew who she was.

So when she shouted, Ouyang Wuji smiled.

He won.