We are going to die together.
Zhan Beiye was lying on the ground, beside Meng Fuyao in a semi-conscious state and Yunhen who had fainted, even Mr. Yuan Bao was panting with his belly puffed out, the wind on the cliff blew up their clothes, those Clothes are broken and bloody.
Yunhun walked over slowly, with a strange expression in her eyes. She looked down at Zhan Beiye, looked into his firm and fearless eyes, and said calmly for a long while, "You guys are glorious even though you are defeated."
Zhan Beiye breathed out a long breath. He knew that Yunhun's words came from his heart, and he also knew that this sentence weighed more than a thousand catties. Yu recognized and established their position as the top masters of the younger generation.
Wuzhou Continent has been around for 30 years, and there has never been a player who can resist the top ten with a hundred moves, especially after the top five of the top ten have disappeared, Yunhun is the real number one in the world, but today, the three of them are fully matched The legendary character Yunhun fought fiercely for a day, and this No. 1 person in the world, relying on his incomparably rich experience and the top-level zhenqi of half a year of cultivation, exhausted all means, but was still defeated and injured.
This is equivalent to showing that if they fight alone, the three of them have enough strength to fight with Yunhun alone.
This is a record to be proud of. It has never been done before, and it may not be possible again in the future.
Zhan Beiye was only smiling, with a strong smile, and said loudly, "Actually, I am very grateful to you."
Yunhun's eyes slowly passed over the hand he was holding Meng Fuyao tightly, seeing his blood-stained fingers caressing Meng Fuyao's severed little finger lightly, seeing him approaching the oil lamp. At this moment, Ku was still pressing Meng Fuyao's back heart, trying to recover some real energy for her, her eyes vibrated slightly, and there was a slight pain in the vibration, as if being stabbed silently by something that touched the secrets of her heart.
She stood there in a daze, and suddenly began to be in a daze.
The sky gradually darkened, and after the golden red sunset gradually sank into the crab-blue west mountain, the endless red above the long sky gradually faded, replaced by dark blue, and the light and shadows all around dimmed, obliterating the shadows of people .
The night is coming, the moon will rise, will rise but not rise.
Yunhun finally sighed softly, and said, "I swore... to protect the heirs of the Zhan clan and not let the enemies of the Zhan clan go."
She stretched out her hand, the palm of which was filled with clouds, Zhan Beiye stared at her hand, without any defense against herself, but secretly pressed the palm of Meng Fuyao's back to Meng Fuyao's back, waiting for the moment when Yun Hun's killer, Meng Fuyao push out.
Not far behind, Xiaoqi and others are waiting to meet him, and he will definitely be able to catch Meng Fuyao.
That cloud of mist arrived in front of Zhan Beiye's heart in an instant!
Zhan Beiye shouted in a low voice, and the last trace of true strength came out through his body, instead of facing Yunhun who was the killer, he pushed back violently.
"Xiaoqi, continue!"
Xiao Qi rushed up, he saw Meng Fuyao's body was pushed by Zhan Beiye and flew towards him, he didn't go to pick it up, but he yelled loudly without looking back, "You guys pick it up!"
Then he walked around Meng Fuyao with a whimper, and shot Yunhun without saying a word.
Zhan Beiye was so angry that his mouth crooked.
He shouted angrily, "You bastard, get out!"
Xiao Qi retorted defiantly, "Go away after I saved you!"
He rushed forward, shot left and right, and slashed at Yunhun with no head or face. This young man who was born as a hooligan and started wandering and fighting on the street since he died of his parents at the age of three was taken in by Zhan Beiye to teach him martial arts. Not as rough as on the surface, he saw that Yunhun is a woman after all, her natural physical strength is limited, and her true strength will inevitably be damaged after a fierce battle. For such a person, she can no longer play moves, it is better to fight for strength.
He swung his gun, the gun was full of vigor, and he exhausted his whole body with each shot, which shattered the sound of the wind on the cliff. Every time he swung it, he seemed to be able to hear the sound of his muscles being mobilized and overused. With the unbearable slight tugging sound, he felt his whole body trembling slightly, as if he was about to soften into mud at any moment, but the next shot, he still swung it out exactly the same.
The sand and stones on the cliff were blown up by the violent wind, Yunhun's brows showed anger, and he said coldly, "A small character like you, dare to provoke me?" With a wave of his sleeve, Xiao Qi flew heavily go out.
However, the boy flew halfway and supported himself on the ground with one hand, and then supported himself back, and it was exactly the same shot!
Yun Hun's thin eyebrows were raised, and they almost turned into two "ones", what happened to the people I met today? Why do they not know how to retreat, how to protect themselves, how to escape? Why do they only know how to persist foolishly with their own flesh and blood, body and life
She stretched out her hand irritably, and threw Xiao Qi out again and again. She didn't bother to kill such a small character, a majestic top ten, bullying a servant, her reputation was really bad.
Xiao Qi was quickly added to those bloody stains. He laughed haha, and stood in front of Zhan Beiye. When he was about to faint from exhaustion, he grabbed a handful of sand from the ground and wiped his face hard. !
The rough gravel ground his face into burning pain. In the pain, he wiped the blood from his face, and rushed over with a spear again. The tall spear did not carry any flag, but there was a kind of persistence and Faith is powerful, with blood as ink, and the sky as the flag!
Zhan Beiye couldn't speak, and he didn't have the strength to scold him anymore, he just turned his head silently, looking at the moonlight in the sky.
The moon has finally risen!
Tonight, the night of the full moon!
The golden and mellow moon finally rises on the top of the cliff after Xiao Qi's desperate delay. The sea of clouds floats and sinks, and the moon is in it.
The moonlight is exceptionally bright tonight, illuminating Cangshan Mountain with its verdant greenness, and the silver light rushes from the depths of the distant sky, reaching the end of the world in an instant.
Yunhun suddenly looked back and saw the full moon in the sky, her complexion changed slightly, she listened intently, and suddenly floated up without a sound.
As she floated up, Yu Ruyi's rays of light rose again and again, and finally smashed heavily at Xiao Qitianling without hesitation!
"puff-"
It wasn't the sound of Tianling being smashed, but the sound of Yu Ruyi being caught in the net and hitting something soft.
It is a dazzlingly beautiful net, each latitude and longitude is as bright as silver, smooth and clear, with a slight trembling, the silver light ripples and blurs like a dream, like the elegant and undulating strings of a peerless piano played in the spring breeze, or It is the head of the cardamom building, the brocade gauze silk flowing out of the beautiful woman's slender hands, when it is not moving, it is a pool of jade-like still water, and when it is flying, it is the purest moonlight.
The lingering moonlight, once cherished the twilight of beauties, once lamented the prosperity and withering, once reflected the beacon fire of the dynasty, once saw the affectionate parting, and the change of years and years, regardless of the present and the past, the silver light is as constant as the moonlight.
The moonlight is in the arms of the person, and the person is in the middle of the moon.
The moonlight is shining coolly and loftily, and the man in the middle of the moon is as pale as a ray of light, his slender fingers are as white as the moonlight, holding the lingering net, and flying obliquely at the corners of the beautifully curved and charming eyes , glanced at Yunhun.
He whispered, "Why hide from me?"
Yunhun's complexion changed again and again, she turned around quickly since the man appeared, and refused to look back, raised and lowered her hands, not knowing what to do, twice she seemed to be trying to put her long gray hair on the ground. The collar was stuffed, but it was half stuffed and let go immediately, so I had to turn my head at a loss.
The man didn't seem to mind her various small movements and her refusal posture at all, and he took a few steps forward leisurely. Since the man appeared, he was always bright and compelling. However, after taking these few steps, he realized that he was born like a moonlight, and the halo of true energy flowing around his body was hazy. Wherever he went, he added a new touch of stunning splendor.
He has long silver hair, sparkling light in his actions, and a face that is suitable for anger and happiness, so beautiful that he can't distinguish between men and women, but it is only eye-catching. The corner of his smiling lips is like a crescent moon, lofty but strange, He feels cold, but his eyes are hot, especially when he looks at Yunhun, like a strangely burning moon.
He stretched out his hand, slapped Xiao Qi away, threw him far away, and said, "The breath is foul, don't smoke Ah Yun."
As soon as Yunhun heard the sound of Ah Yun, he wanted to run away without saying a word, but was immediately caught by the lingering net. The man slowly closed the net, and pulled Yunhun towards him step by step, mourning He said, "Ah Yun, you are so cruel that you always hide from me. If it weren't for the full moon night, my senses would be strengthened, and I wouldn't be able to find you."
Yunhun stiffened his back, determined not to look back, leaned his thin shoulders forward, and looked like he was desperately resisting the net and the boudoir grudge, but he didn't see the smile on the corner of the man's lips, which was weird.
At the end of a day of fierce fighting, how can it be that the man came prepared, broke free and couldn't help being angry, "Yue Po, if you pester me again, I will fight to the death with you!"
"You have said this for thirty-eight years, a total of two hundred and seventeen times." Yue Po's eyes flowed evilly over Yun Hun's body, and the eyes seemed to be stroking instead of looking, "Come on Let's fight to the death."
He said the word "ba" so lingeringly that his nose bleeds almost, Yunhun turned his back to him, vaguely saw that even his neck was red, stuttered and couldn't speak anymore.
Yue Po didn't speak, he was just looking at Yun Hun's back, the previous playfulness and debauchery were silently restrained, and loneliness and depression gradually appeared in his eyes.
The two faced each other silently, and Meng Fuyao, who was thrown out in the other side, ran back with that bit of strength, ran to Zhan Beiye, gasped, looked at Yue Po, and said blankly, "This is you." Someone to wait for?"
Zhan Beiye let out a long breath of relief, "It's finally here."
"you know?"
"No." Zhan Beiye smiled slyly, "I just know a legend. It is said that Yue Po chased Yun Hun for many years, but Yun Hun refused to accept him for some reason, and ran around all day long. To dodge, and later, Yue Po once took advantage of Yun Hun's inattention, and planted some inducers in her body. When the moon was full, he could feel the direction of Yun Hun with his 'moon lure tide'... "
"Stop!" Meng Fuyao became more suspicious as he listened, and interrupted him with a vertical palm, "Are you so sure that he will come? What if he is busy? What if he is far away? What if he is not in Tiansha at all?"
Zhan Beiye replied innocently, "So I said it depends on luck..."
"You told us to persist until dark because the moon soul 'may' come?" Meng Fuyao broke down, and asked with a little hope, "Then when he comes, he will definitely save us?"
"I don't know," Zhan Beiye replied honestly, "Yuepo is moody, everything depends on his mood, and this mood is tied to Yunhun, so...he may help us, or he may kill us sooner."
Meng Fuyao's black line, because of Yunhun's attitude towards him, is he happy or angry? Isn't that the end? Looking at Yun Hun's awkward virtue, Yue Po will probably touch his nose for the 217th time, won't he die faster then
"I'll let you kill me," Meng Fuyao yelled, "You don't have to play tricks like this."
"Fuyao," Zhan Beiye clung to her hand, "If you don't say that, we would have no strength to continue after half a day, and we would have died a long time ago."
Meng Fuyao remained silent, sniffed for a while, smiled, and patted him on the shoulder, "Yes, if you give him hope, you will have the courage to persevere."
Zhan Beiye looked at her crooked smile, with a gloomy look in his eyes.
Some things, maybe no one gives hope at all, but still don't want to give up, for example, the woman in front of me.
Meng Fuyao didn't pay attention to his expression, she kept staring at the pair of men and women, rolling her eyes, suddenly turned to Bei Ye, and said with great interest, "Hey, Yue Po is a man and a woman? Tsk tsk, shemale. "
Her voice was as low as a gossamer, but Yue Po over there had heard it, looked back and smiled, and said in a calm voice, "You can try it yourself."
Meng Fuyao didn't even blush, lying on the ground looking at the beauty like a dead dog, said, "Senior Yuepo, I have a mere piece of advice, do you want to listen?"
Yue Po lingered and pulled the net, his eyes only lingered on Yun Hun's back, obviously the woman's appearance was far different from his, he looked at her like looking at a peerless beauty.
He answered casually, "Huh?"
Meng Fuyao said solemnly, "This sentence is very important, it cannot be said in vain."
This time Yue Po finally turned his head to look at her, "You really are a tricky woman, do you want me to save your lives? Yes, the condition is that this sentence is useful to me." He smiled and said slowly, "It's useless ... I'll kill you first."
"Okay." Meng Fuyao shook off Zhan Beiye's hand, and answered bluntly, but Yun Hun suddenly turned around and said angrily, "Yuepo, why are you interfering in my affairs?"
"I have chased you for thirty-eight years because I have the courage to confess in front of these juniors that I have chased you for thirty-eight years." Yue Po was not angry, but every word he said was like a polished diamond. When he caught his gaze, he immediately became dumb, and turned his head away with a swish.
Meng Fuyao got up slowly from the ground, Zhan Beiye struggled to pull her, "Fuyao, don't take risks! We still have other chances to survive!"
Meng Fuyao shouted, "Mouse, go!"
Master Yuan Bao rushed forward and blocked Zhan Beiye's mouth with his fat body.
Zhan Beiye spat out Master Yuanbao, and wanted to hold Meng Fuyao with his elbows, but unfortunately, the last fight he and Yunhun fought alone was too hard, he managed to stand up half of his body, and fell down again with a bang, almost Kill Master Yuan Bao.
Meng Fuyao didn't look back, and slowly walked towards Yuepo with a knife in his hand, the beautiful man turned his head, still holding the silver net in his hand, only when he looked closely did he realize that this man's face was not old, eternally youthful, similar to Xinghui's charm from a distance It's completely different to look at the old age, Meng Fuyao looked at his moon-like smooth cheeks, and couldn't help feeling jealous in his heart.
There are still people in the world who are so blessed by nature, and their appearance does not change, so how can women in the world live
She glanced at Yunhun, the woman was as stiff as a puppet, clutching her long gray hair, which was far less than the brilliance of the moonlight, and said nothing, her fingers kept twisting and twisting nervously, tearing herself apart white hair.
Meng Fuyao smiled, she became more firm in her thoughts, she walked over slowly, approached Yue Po, clung to Yue Po's ear, and said in a low voice, "I want to teach you how to chase women."
The first few words of her were so light that they could hardly be heard, but the last two words were slightly clearer, just within Yunhun's hearing range, Meng Fuyao caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye, and Yunhun froze again.
Yue Po looked at her suspiciously, "You? A yellow-haired girl with missing teeth, you understand?"
Meng Fuyao showed a standard smile with half a front tooth, and replied, "It's not about the number of teeth, but the quality, chasing women is not about age, but about understanding."
She leaned very close to Yue Po, almost rubbing his shoulder, Yue Po thought nothing of it, but Yun Hun glanced over intentionally or unintentionally, Meng Fuyao smiled wickedly, and pulled Yue Po, "Senior, let's go slowly Slow down."
"No, she will run." Yue Po refused to let go of the net.
"I assure you, she won't run away." Meng Fuyao whispered in his ear, "Want to know her feelings for you? Come with me."
She had a bruised nose and a swollen face, but she smiled like a witch, but her eyes shone like pearls under the moonlight. Seeing such bright eyes, Yue Po finally let go of the net, but said, "If she runs away, I will kill you."
"Please do." Meng Fuyao smiled confidently.
Sure enough, Yunhun did not leave, she turned her back to Yuepo, and said loudly, "I will kill these people before leaving!"
"All right," Meng Fuyao laughed, "When I finish talking with Senior Yue Po, you can kill him however you want."
The fingers under Yunhun's sleeves were tightly pinched, and the back of her pale hands showed faint veins, she turned her head away without saying a word.
Yue Po glanced at Yun Hun's back, thoughtfully, followed Meng Fuyao around the rocks and said, "This is the first time since 217 times that she didn't take the initiative to run away."
"Senior, I didn't scold you, you are so stupid." Meng Fuyao squatted behind the rock, holding a grass in his mouth, opened his mouth to scold.
Yue Po immediately turned his head, "Huh?" His voice was very nasal, and the moonlight was cool.
"Do you know why she doesn't accept you?" Meng Fuyao replaced the cold and murderous moonlight with the soft moonlight on the red tent at the top of the building, "Inferiority! Inferiority!"
"Inferiority?" A beautiful young man murmured in astonishment, "Why inferiority?"
Meng Fuyao looked up to the sky and sighed, this man is more wonderful than Yunhun!
"Come here," she said with a tug of Yue Po, pointing to a puddle on the ground, "Look at yourself, your face is not old and youthful, and you are so beautiful that everyone would be jealous."
Yue Po stared at the shadow in the water, suddenly said, "Hey, it seems to be, hey, I haven't looked in the mirror for many years."
Meng Fuyao resisted the urge to beat someone, and continued to enlighten, "You are blessed with an eternal face, but she, what about her? She is young and pale, and her appearance is ordinary."
"Then you can't let me go." Yue Po replied, "It's not my fault that I'm beautiful."
"Your martial arts seem to be higher than hers, right? But when you set the ranking, you let her because of your affection for her, didn't you?"
Yue Po was silent, and said for a while, "She doesn't like to lose to me."
What an idiot... Meng Fuyao rolled her eyes, because she didn't understand that women are animals that don't mean what they say, and she's only sad when you lose to her.
"Let me ask you, do you talk freely on weekdays, especially like to tease women and say some flirtatious things?"
"How do you know?" Yue Po slowly adjusted the net in his hand, "Actually, except for her, the rest of the people do not distinguish between men and women in my opinion."
"Stupid you—" Meng Fuyao hated iron and steel, "You don't think men and women are distinguished, but she does!"
"ah?"
"You are so beautiful, it makes her feel ashamed; you give up the ranking, she thinks that you probably don't bother to compete with her; you are beautiful, and you like to make fun of me, and you have no shortage of beauty, but you With an unrestrained mind and no awareness of the differences between men and women, what does it feel like to see it in her eyes?"
Yue Po was stunned as if struck by lightning.
The beautiful man froze under the moonlight, frowned his perfectly curved eyebrows, and murmured, "Have I been wrong for so long?"
Meng Fuyao looked at him, and felt that these top powerhouses were actually quite pitiful. They practiced martial arts infatuatedly to the extreme, and their minds were trained to go wrong. What's more, because they were in high places for a long time, they could no longer see some of the most powerful people in the world. It's common sense, but with their identities, the world fears them more than they love them, and they are like avoiding snakes and scorpions, so that for so many years, no one dared to take the risk to tell this pair of deeply in love but emotionally retarded.
"Hey, what do you mean," Yue Po suddenly grabbed Meng Fuyao, "It's not that she doesn't like me, but she doesn't dare to like me?"
"Yes," Meng Fuyao patted him on the shoulder like a buddy, "You are too beautiful, too strong, too flamboyant, and you seem too unreliable. She is afraid that she will be hurt even more by you in the future, so it's better not to accept it at all. Then I can see you a few more times." She smiled slyly, leaned close to Yue Po's ear, and said in a low voice, "Otherwise, why can you 'find' her every time?"
Yue Po squinted at her, and said for a while, "You are young, like a lover."
Meng Fuyao smiled wryly, "Praise, praise."
She looked furtively at Yunhun, who was restless on the other side, and said with a smile, "Look, I'm jealous, I'm jealous..."
Yue Po suddenly said, "I see those two guys are also interested in you, you and I are so pretending to be affectionate, why aren't they jealous?"
Meng Fuyao was startled, then raised his eyebrows for a while, "Good friend, why are you jealous?"
Yue Po laughed softly, "Do you really think I'm an idiot?"
Meng Fuyao looked at him, rolled his eyes and said, "Trust, trust, do you understand? There is a lack of trust between the two of you."
"... trust..." Yue Po thoughtfully, and suddenly said, "She and I are actually childhood sweethearts. Thirty-eight years ago, I have always liked her. I thought she knew it too. I originally planned to marry her at the end of that year." Proposal, but in the end, she fell into a strange illness during the Mid-Autumn Festival that year. After recovering from the illness, her hair was all white. At that time, I was traveling around the rivers and lakes. When I heard about it, I went back to see her. When I visited my hometown, I took her back. On that day, Kirigakure and I both went to see her. When Kirigakure opened the door, she was looking at herself in the mirror. When she turned her head and saw the two of us, the mirror shattered on the ground... "
Meng Fuyao fell silent, she turned slightly sideways, looked at Yunhun who was pacing restlessly on the spot, remembered that she was always in a trance, remembered that she kept tearing her white hair, remembered her awkward and weird temper, remembered being a teenager. The strong woman said that she was the worst person in the world, and she remembered the hurt look on her face when she heard the phrase "confidante girl".
Thinking of thirty-eight years ago, when the young and young woman with all her hair turned white overnight and was heartbroken and gave up on herself, she saw her lover coming with a beautiful woman. At that moment, what kind of pain did she feel? ? So that it hurts until today, thirty-eight years later
It turned out that he was just a poor man who had been worrying about gains and losses because of love, and was afraid to face it, so he had to run away.
She also laughed in a trance, a smile of enlightenment for those stories that had been buried in the dust for a long time, with the fragrance of old papers.
She approached Yue Po, and said softly, "Do you want to know what she really thinks about you?"
"Um?"
"That's it!"
Suddenly, Meng Fuyao punched out with a "huh", and her hair fell loose in the wind of the punch, and she shouted sharply, "If you don't give me a life, we all die together!"
The wind of the fist was violent, hitting the body of Yue Po who was very close, his back was facing the cliff, and he was caught off guard and fell!
The gray light flashed, as fast as it existed here.
Yunhun rushed over at an unimaginable speed, she didn't look at anyone, not even the murderer Meng Fuyao, she went straight to the bottom of the cliff, shouting anxiously, "Yue—"
She slammed into the bottom of the cliff, with the strength to go forward and never look back.
She crashed into a long-awaited embrace.
At the foot of the cliff, a moonlight-like man held a sleeve of silver light and quietly opened his arms, waiting for a hug that had lasted thirty-eight years. In the middle, the man's eyes turned red instantly.
He let go of his hand, letting Yinwang sway slowly around the two of them, stretched out his arms to hold her tightly, rested his chin on her hair, and caressed her carefully, tenderly, and gently, his voice was low and soft For example, at this moment, the moonlight amidst the clouds and mists in the middle of the mountain is a little less charming and charming, and a little more dignified and sad.
He said, "Ah Yun, I have waited thirty-eight years for this call."
The moment Yunhun fell into his arms, she already understood what had happened. She wanted to struggle, but she was heartbroken by the tone she had never heard before. She buried her head in his arms, and the faint scent of a man lingered all over her body. Familiar and unfamiliar, she has never heard of it for thirty-eight years.
The moonlight is quiet and cool, and it shines on the people who are half lying on the milky white clouds of the deep black mountain cliffs, silently embracing each other.
Yun Hun was embraced by Yue Po, feeling ashamed, happy and sad, he didn't know where he was in a trance, and vaguely heard him say, "It turns out that this appearance is also bad..." Then he moved.
She didn't know what Yue Po was doing, but she was only greedy for the warmth of this moment, and remained silent.
The moonlight saw the man like the moonlight, and saw him suddenly inhale lightly, and then exhale, exhaling a little jumping silver light, and then the silvery white shiny hair suddenly dimmed slowly, turning into grayish white, more than Yunhun's. It's even more boring.
And the stunning youthful face that does not distinguish between men and women, gradually appeared the fine lines of the years, those lines engraved on the corners of the eyes and lips, made him twenty years old in an instant.
Immediately he smiled, stood up, and gently landed on the top of the cliff, he never let go of Yunhun, the woman was held tightly by him, feeling ashamed, and turned her back awkwardly.
But Meng Fuyao suddenly let out an "ah", pointed at Yue Po's instantly aging face and white hair, and said in horror, "You...you..."
Yue Po smiled at her, and suddenly flicked his sleeves, the silver light in his palm flew towards her.
"This is the unique qi training treasure of our master. It can only be obtained by masters with extremely pure qi after more than 50 years of training. My youthful appearance comes from this. Now I don't need it anymore. Let's make it easier for you .”
Meng Fuyao picked it up, with a silver light in her palm, a small round ball, translucent like a relic, she looked at it a little hesitantly... this thank you gift, isn't it too heavy
But Yun Hun suddenly raised his head, the moment he saw Yue Po's face, he said "Ah", tears flowed all over his face in an instant.
She couldn't utter a word for a long time, she just looked at Yue Po's face with tears in her eyes, seeing his smile as usual alluring, his old demeanor still the same, looking at his thirty-eight year old face, today for her, He even gave up on himself.
When he understood the pain of her looking up at him, he was willing to bow down everything about himself.
"Senior, it's rare to have a caring person in life." Meng Fuyao said suddenly. She looked up at the pair of people on the rock, and said quietly, "Senior Yuepo has proved to you that there is nothing more important than you, and please, in the future, give up your needless inferiority complex and learn to trust him."
Yunhun turned her head, stared at Meng Fuyao, smiled helplessly for a while, and said, "Should I thank you or scold you?"
"As long as you don't kill me." Meng Fuyao shrugged.
"I still want to take Zhan Nancheng away, this is my oath, and then I will resign as enshrined by the Tiansha royal family, and I will never interfere in the Zhan family's affairs." Yunhun flicked his fingers and popped out a small box, "I think, it's still I want to thank you, I will give you a little gadget, I have had this thing for decades, but I have never understood what it is for, if you have this opportunity, it will be cheap for you."
Meng Fuyao accepted it with a smile on his face, feeling that although it was a bit hard today, the business was really worthwhile.
Yue Po looked back and smiled, holding Yun Hun and Zhan Nancheng and flying up, submerged in the moonlight, stars, clouds, mountains and fog, his figure gradually faded away, Meng Fuyao stood on the top of the cliff, thinking of Yue Po's smile just now, calm and complete , was actually more beautiful than the stunning moment when I first saw him.
She turned around and looked at Zhan Beiye who was standing upright staggeringly, at Yunhen who slowly opened his eyes, at Xiaoqi who was grinning with blood all over his face, and at Master Yuanbao who was slowly taking out the fruit to eat, and the top of his head The moon is bright and the wind is clear, the clouds clear and the fog clears, which is also the fulfillment of struggling in life.
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After returning from Luofengya, Meng Fuyao and Zhan Beiye Yunhen were immediately taken to an ordinary house in the west of Pandu City to recuperate. The house looked exactly like all the houses in Pandu, but the internal structure was astonishingly complex and vast, with many traps and secret passages. , in the underground of that mansion, Meng Fuyao saw the far-sighted layout and plan of the old Taishi Zhou who was the "second minister first"—this man had been protecting a large number of capable and important ministers during the chaotic government at the end of the Jin Dynasty, and had already been destroyed by the Jin Dynasty. When the situation is a foregone conclusion, he would rather bear the crime of being criticized by the world for thousands of years. The old grand master who took the lead in dedicating the city with the honor of the Taiwei spent his whole life recruiting disciples and giving blessings, and left nothing to worry about for his only descendant. Compare the precious strength and wealth.
This old man, knowing that someone was going to murder him, still pleaded to make Zhan Beiye the king far away, and offered to seal him in the barren Geya Desert—that was because a well-educated scholar told him that the Geya Desert It used to be a rich continent, but was later covered by wind and sand. There are ruins of an ancient country in the depths of the desert. That rich and prosperous dynasty left countless treasures. These treasures later became one of the top equipment sources for fighting Beiye Black Wind Rider. .
And Ge Ya, where the sky is high and the emperor is far away, has become the best place for Zhan Beiye to train troops. In the depths of that vast desert, in addition to the Black Wind Rider, there are also tens of thousands of Zhan Beiye recruited by various means such as changing the frontier army to defend against the empty quota. Elite soldiers, in his army, there are even sturdy and brave Moro soldiers recruited with huge wealth.
And because of the surrender of the old Grand Master Zhou, he was able to finally retain many civil and military officials at that time with the respect of the Grand Master. Although most of these people were cut off from power, and some people changed their minds with the change of dynasty, there are still some people who have gone through the officialdom. Ups and downs, now each has their own strengths, these people who have silently suppressed the past and gratitude in their hearts are always waiting for an opportunity to repay the kindness of that extraordinary old man many years ago.
The clouds move in all directions, and the wind and thunder will rise. When the flood dragon that has been dormant for many years raises its head brazenly, it will definitely bring about an earth-shaking overturn.
After recuperating in the secret room for a while, Zhan Beiye walked out of the darkness on a sunny morning, and said to Meng Fuyao who was smiling at him, "Fuyao, I'm leaving."
Meng Fuyao gave a "hmm" and looked at him calmly. Although he was recovering from his injuries these days, he was also meeting people in batches, discussing plans and research routes with a group of aides who came out of nowhere all day and all night. Then on the day when he was recovering from his injuries, she knew that he was leaving.
Zhan Beiye stared into her bright eyes, with a sense of pride and detachment in his heart. After going to Guanshan for thousands of miles to cleanse with blood and fire, will everything be as usual when he comes back? He really wanted to say to her: Fuyao, come with me. But he can't.
He can't be so selfish, he wants to change the world, the government and the people, he has already put her in troubled times, and he can no longer put her in danger, the bones and teeth she broke for him are like breaking something in his heart The blood is always bulging, and the pain is hard to heal.
Zhan Beiye's hand slowly reached into his bosom, caressing a small kit, where was the half broken tooth - in the inner palace that day, he secretly picked it up and put it in his bosom, if he couldn't have her in this life On the day when the token was exchanged, he had this thing that was also his, and he kept it until his death, and then burned with his ashes.
He said, "Fuyao, I have ordered someone to notify Zong Yue to come back and treat your injuries. In addition, I will leave the Black Wind Rider to you..."
"No," Meng Fuyao refused very simply, "Take me away, I know that your power in the capital can't compete with the Imperial Army and the Beijing Army, so you have to send your mother and concubine back to Ge Ya, and then lead your elite soldiers , and those forces that have been in contact with each other to fight all the way, but you must be escorted on the way back to Geya. I wanted to escort you personally, but I still have important things to do, so we all do it ourselves Everyone, no one has to worry about anyone else."
She smiled, her eyes sparkled. She did have more important things to do—the Emperor of the Zhenwu Conference and Nancheng will come to the martial arts field in person, and the first place will be rewarded by Zhan Nancheng in person, and he will also get a part of Tiansha's military power!
She wants to take the first place in real martial arts, she wants to seize the military power of Tiansha's Beijing army, and she wants to kill Zhan Nancheng!
She will personally open the city gate for Zhan Beiye when he reaches Pandu!
Her small face was radiant because of these decisions, so bright that it was impossible to look at her. Zhan Beiye looked at her deeply, about to reach out to caress, but finally withdrew his hand halfway, and finally smiled loudly.
"Fuyao, let's see you and me, we will meet again in the Tiansha Golden Palace!"
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After sending Zhan Beiye away, Meng Fuyao has entered a hard training period day and night. She has a lot to do. After fighting Yunhun, her real strength has improved again. She must seize the time to integrate Dafeng's internal strength. I still have to study whether the essence of Yue Po's Qi training is compatible with my own true strength. By the way, I also studied the box that Yunhun gave - palm-sized, black, without edges, it seems that it can't be opened at all, and there is no material. After studying for a long time, I had to put it aside and wait for that illusory opportunity.
Yunhen stayed in Pandu—he came here to participate in the Zhenwu Conference. After Taiyuan split into Shangyuan and Taiyuan, the Yun family made great contributions, and now he is the upstart of Taiyuan Kingdom. With his status, he naturally has to represent Taiyuan. Yuan participated in the war. At the beginning of the Taiyuan Palace change, he was injured and was abandoned by Meng Fuyao. Zhan Beiye sent people to take care of him. Since then, they have become friends. If he is in danger, he immediately comes to meet him. Now that Zhan Beiye entrusts him to take care of Meng Fuyao, it is naturally his duty to do so.
Ya Lanzhu rushed back the second day after Zhan Beiye left, but found that she was a step too late, crying, and wanted to chase after her, but was held back by Meng Fuyao—this child worked hard to chase after him, wouldn't Zhan Beiye's whereabouts make a fuss? Everyone in the world knows that Meng Fuyao's eloquent tongue, boasting about Yalanzhu's martial arts, made Yalanzhu think that the real martial arts competition would lose a lot of color without her first place, so she obediently stayed and waited for the competition, preparing to win the first place back home Show off to parents, queens and concubines.
This day, Meng Fuyao got bored practicing martial arts, so he took Ya Lanzhu and dragged Yun Hen to sneak out for a stroll. At this time, the Zhenwu Conference is about to be held, and the martial arts in Pandu is strong. The streets are full of quacks with knives and swords, and the teahouses and restaurants are crowded. They met warriors from all over the world, and often fought over disagreements, preemptively rehearsing the knockout round.
The three of them went to "Drunk Fugui", sat down at the table where they sat, and saw the flowers