Huamo

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Lian Heng sighed softly and raised his arms to hug Su Bai back, the thin snow fell softly on the two embracing people... also fell on An Xuansu who was standing far away.

An Xuansu was dressed in pure white fox fur, his eyes calmly fell on the two people who were embracing each other, the hands hidden in the sleeves were clenched and turned white, like a man's bloodless face.After a long time, he withdrew his gaze, the piercing pain spread from the bottom of his heart all over his body, making him unable to breathe, turned around and left quietly, just like the raindrops that fell on the ground, only splashed a circle of ripples, and disappeared in an instant.

*****

Lian Heng galloped all the way, trampling on the snow flakes all over the ground, his clothes were blown by the wind, and how many broken branches and fallen leaves were thrown up, all he knew was the familiar ancient xun beside his ears, if it was noisy, like tense, he knew The person he has missed for a long time is waiting for him in Nianqiu Pavilion, just like that day, waiting for the Xun played by Muting.

Under the withered tree in the cold winter, he finally saw the pure white that was about to melt into the snow, and he couldn't wait to walk in front of Yunli. Powerless but also unstoppable so handsome.

"Why do you look so bad? When did you arrive?" Lian Heng caressed Yunli's face and asked softly.

"Travel all night, just arrived." Yun Li put down the ancient xun and said calmly.

"Don't do this in the future." Lian Heng reprimanded softly, stretched out his hand to hold Yun Li in his arms, his voice was so gentle, "Master, Heng'er is unclear about something."

"Say." Yun Li's eyes changed slightly.

"How to like, how to love."

"Why do you depend on each other in life, why do you stay together in death, why do you worry about parting, why don't you risk your life, why don't you know each other, why don't you love each other." Yun Li smiled bitterly, the loneliness and sorrow in his eyes couldn't be concealed, he gently pushed Lian Heng away and turned to leave But Lian Heng hurriedly hugged her from behind.

"Master? What's wrong?" Lian Heng asked nervously.

"Besides me, there are other people in your heart..." Yun Li said calmly.

"Absolutely not..."

Suddenly, Yun Li felt a piercing pain in his chest that broke through the oppressive blockade of internal force and flooded his whole body, making his face paler and weaker, and the smell of blood in his mouth became stronger and stronger. Then he sent out a palm to push Lian Heng back a few steps, and then flew into the room immediately.

"Master?!" Lian Heng was startled, clutching his chest and coughing a few times, and hurriedly followed to break in, but the other party cast a formation at the door to block it.

Lian Heng looked at the formation and felt that Yunli was not right, and quickly knocked on the door with all his strength, almost smashing the wooden door, and yelled uncomfortably: "Master!! Master, open the door!!"

Yun Li inside the door was walking in disorder, staggering to the edge of the table and panting heavily, just about to raise his breath, a mouthful of old blood that had been suppressed for a long time gushed out from his lungs, his chest seemed to be boiled by hot water He felt uncomfortable and hissed, and a steady stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, dripping to the ground and smudged, as if that pair of pictures were destroyed by cinnabar.

bang bang bang-

"Master!! What's wrong with you, Master!!! Open the door for me, Master!!"

There was still Lian Heng's anxious knocking on the door and the slightly annoyed growl outside the door, Yunli's expression was as calm as Ninghu, he raised his sleeve to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, the bloody smell in his mouth made him almost want to gag,

Suddenly he smiled bitterly inexplicably: "The relatives are separated, and I am alone."

Relatives are separated, lonely lives are robbed, books are fragrant, pianos and inks are in the middle of Huaiyang, iris yin and yang are dawning, ten miles away are leaves and clouds.If you ask Love Gu, why do you depend on each other in life, why do you accompany each other in death, why do you worry about parting, why do you not spare your life, why do you not know each other, why do you not love each other.

The word "love" in the world is sometimes true and sometimes false, like a dream or an illusion. If I only want to be with you for a lifetime, is it a luxury?

Have you ever remembered that the piano is continuous and the light and shadow are mottled.

Eight days later.

When the woman behind the bead curtain heard the sound, she put the hairpin in her hand on her head, raised her little finger, and it was painted with bright red nail polish and long thorns with gold powder.But seeing her frowned slightly, her beautiful eyes glanced at the person behind the bead curtain, and sighed:

"Good boy, is the injury serious?"

"Thank you, Madam, for your concern, it's fine."

"Then is the prince hurt?"

"I'm fine, I'm back to Prince Jing's Mansion now."

"That's good." Nangong Ling breathed a sigh of relief: "Prince Jing is the only son, and if something goes wrong, Chi Ai's family will not be able to explain it. In the future, you should avoid running into him when you go out, lest that kid will play with him again." superior."

"Yes."

Nangong Ling thought for a moment, and then seemed to confirm: "Is there really no clue for Jinyue Island?"

"I have sent people from Xichang who are familiar with the nature of water to go to sea to explore, but there is a formation on this island, which is difficult to break through, and the people behind the scenes are strong in martial arts..." Li Jinsha paused, and then did not continue.

"Are you going to let him run amok?" Nangong Ling raised her voice, her hand holding Feng Shijie trembled slightly.

"Your Majesty, calm down, I will definitely do my best to find out." Li Jinsha frowned.

"It's okay, I underestimated the opponent's strength this time, and the Ai family didn't blame you," Nangong Lingping calmed down, tapped his fingernails on the table, thought for a while, and said, "The Ai family will send Cao Tong, the head of Jinyiwei, to investigate this matter. Since you are injured, look at the other side of Wulin first."

"According to the order."

【Bianling·Jingwang Mansion】

When Gongsun Jing saw his son coming back with a smile but slightly worn clothes, it was rare that he didn't get angry. He just asked his servants to boil water for bathing, and then asked, "Where did you go with Admiral Li after Tiezhai?"

"Hey? Father, how do you know that I went with him?" Gongsun Lu blinked and sat down, picked up the bowl and started eating.

"You have been with him for the longest time in the court, and you ran into the palace the night before you left. If you don't go to him, who will you look for?" Gongsun Jing replied, with a look on his face that he knew his son better than his father.

"Oh," Gongsun Lu chewed on the piece of meat, thoughtfully: "I'm out to sea, let's check that, it's a voodoo technique."

Gongsun Jing's eyes sparkled slightly: "What's the result?"

"I didn't ask," Gongsun Lu said casually, "I almost died when I arrived on a broken island, and I don't know what the mastermind behind the scenes looks like."

Gongsun Jing sighed: "Lu'er, can you take care of yourself? What if Admiral Li sells you out?"

Gongsun Lu let out a "poof" and laughed, and said, "What? A dead monster can't do it. He admires this son. Don't worry, father."

"Admiration?" Gongsun Jing squinted his eyes, probably understood the meaning, and smiled meaningfully: "Even so, it's better for Lu'er to be careful, and the heart of defense is indispensable."

"I see, my father is so long-winded." Gongsun Lu said lazily.

"Stinky boy, show me some seriousness." The corner of Gongsun Jing's mouth twitched: "He's almost 21 years old, so he looks like he's going to inherit the throne anyway?"

Gongsun Lu's eyes were slightly turbulent, and then he continued to eat without speaking.

【Western Region · Royal Palace】

The endless desert smoke, the sunset over the long river, the white snow outside the Great Wall, and the long wind.

50 years ago, Dahua defeated the Qisi clan, the leader of the Western Regions in the battle of Yuchun Lake, and established the Yuchun Lake Covenant. As the king of the Western Regions, he paid tribute to silk and BMW every year to show his vassal status.

Since then, the battle for the kings of the Western Regions has never stopped. When the general Meng Yu overwhelmed the heroes and became the king, the Western Regions could be peaceful for a while. In the 19th year of Fusi, the first king Meng Yu died, and the little prince Meng Luo succeeded to the throne. .

"Your Majesty, my lady, please see me." A servant stood respectfully beside their new king and said.

Meng Luo was dressed in lacquered black mink fur. He was tall and mighty, with sharp edges and corners, and his blue eyes were filled with a smile that was determined to win. In the hands of the attendant, he said coldly: "Let her in." After saying that, he turned around and walked into the hall to sit on the throne.

"Yes." The attendant bowed, "Chuan Yanu—"

As the words fell, a woman from the Western Regions with a charming appearance walked into the hall, she was clearly the lead dancer Ya'er who performed at the Tiezhai Sword Appreciation Festival, she walked beside Meng Luo and bowed: "Ya'er has seen the king. "

"Is there any clue?" Meng Luo stroked Qiu Yi and said.

Ya Nu smiled charmingly, walked slowly to Meng Luo's side, leaned into his ear and whispered for a while, then bowed.

"Well, you continue to the Central Plains to pay close attention to this person." Meng Luo ordered with a blank expression.

"Yes, Ya Nu is leaving."

After Ya Nu left, the guard continued to report: "Your Majesty, Mr. Zhao is asking to see you."

"Ah."

An old minister came in.

"The minister joins the king."

"Master Zhao, is your body still in good shape?" Meng Luo asked pleasantly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern. The old minister is all well." Zhao Mingsi nodded and said, "I would like to inform you, Your Majesty, that the two-year period has come, and you should enter the Dahua Dynasty to see the Emperor."

"Well, the lonely king knows that Mr. Zhao will arrange all the pilgrimage matters." Meng Luo said coolly.

"Yes, the old minister obeyed."

After Zhao Mingsi said that, he retreated, and Meng Luo was left alone in the huge palace hall. He poured himself a drink, and the bitter wine entered his stomach. There was an inexplicable sadness in his eyes, and even a moment of murderous intent and viciousness.

"Brother, I will definitely avenge your revenge."

With a muffled sound of "bang", the glass wine bottle was crushed into pieces in Meng Luo's palm, the wind blew it away, and the air was filled with hatred like needles.

Recalling the past, in the fourth year of Fusi, Meng Luo's elder brother Meng Gan was assassinated in the palace and died, so Meng Luo became the king of the Western Regions.

——Volume [-]·End——

——Volume Two——

The first day of the first lunar month of the first year of Tianchang

Overnight, where the wind and snow swept through, the acting lord of the alliance was imprisoned, and rumors of molesting girls fell on every corner of Dahua.

Puwu City is a city near the river in the south of the Yangtze River, a land of fish and rice, surrounded by beautiful mountains and rivers. It is a place where martial arts sects gather. To the east is the Puhua Temple in Puhua Mountain, and to the north is Emei.