May your heart be like mine

Not long after, Xuanguo began to attack. Dozens of ladders were erected on the wall of the southern city at the same time. The city guards kept throwing stones at them. People make decisions.

Slowly, as the weary guards became sluggish, a besieger-general climbed up the walls.Wearing silver-gray armor, wearing a red cherry helmet, holding a sword.The face is not clear, it seems to be very young, looking at his figure, it is somewhat familiar.I think this should be the legendary devil——Hua Xuan, who is also the person I have missed for many years, Hua Xingbo.

The generals defending the city stepped forward to resist, but he only dodged, and the generals were decapitated.Then he raised his sword as if he had entered the land of no one. The guards and soldiers of the city fell down one after another, together with the ordinary people who came to help the guards.The blood stained the silver-gray armor red, and he stepped on the corpse like a demon from the region.He does not accept surrender, does not show mercy to the people, and wherever he goes, there are only dead bodies, shocking and bloody.

I flicked up my water sleeves and danced a neon dress dance. The red dress is gorgeous and the water sleeves are graceful. My body is like a flying swallow.Dancing——dancing all over the city.

The sun hears who weeps,

Before saying goodbye, we will not meet again,

The reincarnation of life and death can be expected,

Fate is unpredictable,

A drop in the ocean asks God's will,

In the world, there is awe-inspiring spirit,

What happened to the hatred of the country and the family?

Love, resentment and love dance all over the city.

When he climbed the Drum Tower, the blood on the armor was dripping down, leaving a pool of dazzling blood red on the ground.He seemed to be afraid that this appearance would frighten me, so he reached out to take off the armor and walked towards me.

He stretched out his hand and called me: "Qingwu..."

I looked at the blood stains on his white shirt, and at the face I had missed for so many years.

With a desolate smile: "Hua Xuan, Hua Xingbo, Brother Hua..."

His eyes were a little flustered, a little helpless.

I pointed at him with trembling fingers, and continued: "The surname Hua is the surname of my mother and concubine. You are the closest person besides my mother and concubine! It was not until today, when you went up the city wall, that I realized that I Hua’s younger brother is also Huaxuan. Destroy our country and Huaxuan from our capital!”

The more I talked, the more excited I became, and I was staggering a little bit. He stepped forward to help, but I suddenly took out the dagger from my waist, and in his astonished eyes, I inserted the dagger straight into his heart, deep into the handle.

He pressed his hand to his heart in pain, lingering, nostalgic, and looked at me with relieved eyes. He stretched out one hand vigorously to caress the fern flower on my forehead, and between his lips opened and closed, he spat out two words like a raving. One word: "Qing dance".The body slowly leaned back, and the hands fell weakly.

His subordinates ran up, hugged his body, and shouted desperately.

Bows and arrows shot at me like locusts, and I fell backwards, falling from the Drum Tower, falling like a butterfly.