"Ah? Really? Who is so bold and dares to steal something from you? It's too much!" Chu Qiao immediately acted ignorantly filled with righteous indignation.
"Hehe, you think so too." Yan Xun chuckled, then nodded solemnly, "Yes, it's too much, I've guarded a cycad tree for more than ten years, it's considered to be blooming, how can it be picked by others ?Although the blooming flowers are not very good, and the posture is not as graceful as other flowers, but they have been with me for so long. Even if it is a toilet that has been used for a long time, there will be feelings. I am a person who values friendship. They are like this Isn’t what you’ve done deceiving people too much?”
Chu Qiao blushed and yelled: "Hey! Yan Xun, you are going too far, you even compare me to a toilet!"
"Haha!" Yan Xun stretched out his ape arms and hugged Chu Qiao by the waist. With a clever effort, he hugged her from her horse, sat in front of him, smiled and hugged her waist, and murmured in a low voice. Said, "Whoever dares to rob me, I dare to fight him desperately."
His voice was very soft, and his breath quietly sprayed on Chu Qiao's fair neck, causing a layer of fine "sand grains" to form on her skin.
"Don't worry, no one will snatch it from you. This flower of yours always knows where it should bloom."
The strong wind howled, and the golden banner was blown by the wind, flying over the head. Chu Qiao leaned in Yan Xun's arms, and all worries and worries disappeared in an instant. Li Ce is right, a person has only one pair of legs, and since he has decided to go west, it doesn't matter to him what the scenery on the road to the north is like, whether it is raining or windy.
She is very happy. This time, she met a different Yan Xun, not the frustrated heir in Zhenhuang City, not the man locked in a cage full of hatred, not the day he rushed out of Zhenhuang City and killed Yan Xun. A madman with red eyes, he is warm, even brisk, as if the eloquent and bright-eyed boy by Chishui Lake many years ago has come back to life.
After leaving Zhenhuang's lifeless cage, they are no longer what they were before.
The sun was dazzling and golden, and two eagles were entrenched above the team. They were their war eagles with huge wings, howling and flying.
"Drive!" Yan Xun suddenly swung his whip on the horse's buttocks, and the horses immediately raised their hooves, and the army behind them roared and galloped, and the yellow dust rolled up behind them, flying high.
"Ah Chu!"
The wind is so strong, even if you are very close, you still need to roar loudly to hear it.
Chu Qiao tried hard to turn around and shouted, "What did you say?"
"I'll take you home!"
The man raised his hand holding the whip, pointed to the northwest horizon, and said sharply, "Go back to our own kingdom!" This is a great land!
The sky is blue and pure, with free wind in the air, the sky is high and far away, and the snow-white eagles are waving their wings and circling and screaming in the sky. As far as the eye can see, the wormwood in October is overwhelming and extending into the distance. The wind was very cold, and it blew fiercely, stirring up the furs of the soldiers, and the heavy armor slapped on the scabbard, making a crisp sound. In the far distance is the first important military city in Yanbei - Beishuoguan, which is the gateway for Donglu to enter Yanbei. The tall city is like a silent dragon, quietly entrenched at the end of the horizon.
In front of Beishuo Pass is the famous Huoleiyuan. It was on this land that Yanbei lion king Yan Shicheng led his sons to fight against the Great Xia army to the death, and eventually they will be with the land of Yanbei forever. sleep. The vast Huolei Plain is full of red Huoyun flowers. According to legend, this kind of flower is made of carrion. It is often only seen in cemeteries and mass graves. The more flesh and blood piled up, the more beautiful the flowers bloom. But just after the great war that year, the fire cloud flowers on Huoleiyuan bloomed for nine years, and they were bright red every year, regardless of spring and summer, regardless of autumn and winter.
In an instant, Chu Qiao seemed to have seen the bloody and tragic war many years ago.
Iron cavalry trampled across the land, the land was vast, the clouds were like blood, and the flags were flying everywhere. In the boundless grassy sea, in the lush and luxuriant jungle, in the solitary and towering snow peak, in the endless blue blood sand sea, there are warriors' sabers and swords everywhere. Bloodthirsty screams, warriors wearing battle armor, died in every corner of Yanbei land, women and children also took up arms to defend their homeland, hunting elegy everywhere, majestic Yanbei everywhere long tune. A generation has passed away, but their eyes are not closed, their hearts advocating freedom never stop beating, their blood is still flowing hotly, they have turned into crimson flowers, like blood, blooming blazingly in every day On an inch of land, use this method to remind and pay attention to the next generation of Yanbei's children, interpreting the sacredness of this land with blood and loyalty!
This is a great land! No words are enough to describe what happened. Every blade of grass, every tree, every stone, and every grain of sand here have witnessed the disasters here, and at the same time, they have also witnessed the children here after every disaster. How tenaciously the people stood up!
Yanbei! Yanbei!
In the past nine years, the word Yanbei has been silently recited in her heart many times. She and Yan Xun endured the humiliation and endured a lot of life and death, just to return to this day in Yanbei. Now, she finally stood on the land of Yanbei, breathing the cold and dry wind here, looking at the herds of cattle, sheep and horses here, but she suddenly cried.
She has always been so strong, no matter what kind of adversity she is in. But at this moment, tears were pouring down like an unstoppable flood. Chu Qiao was sitting on horseback, wearing a snow-white fox fur, with her head held high and her back straight. She was not sad, let alone disappointed, but there were too many complicated emotions stirring in her chest, it was a wish The excitement of being rewarded is the fatigue of returning from battles, and the excitement of mixed feelings. She knew that from now on, they no longer need to be precarious, no longer need to be precarious, no longer need to worry about losing their heads at any time, no longer need to speculate on the eyes of everyone around them, no one can kill them at will, threaten them, and they are finally free. Facing the fate of being manipulated and slaughtered by others, he really stood up!
Yanbei, I'm finally here!
The horse's hoof stepped forward slowly. The man was dressed in a black coat, and his sword eyebrows were slanted, like two sharp swords.
He has not spoken, just quietly behind her, leading the whole army, watching her quietly, watching her silent, watching her tremble, watching her quietly shed tears.
In this world, only he can understand her, only he knows how she feels now, because they are the same, on the day he saw Beishuo Pass, he also couldn't control himself, he didn't have people in Yanbei He cried in front of the army, but after returning to the tent, as soon as the curtain of the tent was lowered, his tears fell, silent but hot, burning his tough face for many years.
On that day, it was the first time in nine years that he allowed himself to get drunk. In a daze, he seemed to see his father again. His generous big hand patted his shoulder vigorously, and he laughed loudly: "Stinky boy!" , grow fast, as tall as your father!"
"This is Beishuo." The man pointed to the gray city under the setting sun, and whispered in a calm tone.
Chu Qiao turned her head and looked at Yan Xun with piercing eyes.
The sun was setting and shining golden light. The man was sitting on horseback with calm eyes and a steady voice. He was wearing a black military uniform with the same black fur as the soldiers. He looked simple and sharp. He is only twenty years old this year, young, thin, tall and handsome, his black eyes are full of introverted light, like a well whose depth cannot be seen clearly.
Time does not make a person old, only experience can make a person's vicissitudes.
Looking at him, Chu Qiao suddenly thought of the young man who shot a crooked arrow on the hunting ground many years ago, the young prince in light robes and belt on Zhenhuang Street, and the sparkling Chishui Lake, the young man smiled Looking at her, there was a bright full moon above his head, the light was clear and hazy like fog. She thought of the dark prison cell in the imperial city again, the cold snowflakes kept coming in from the courtyard, the north wind was blowing, and the two children held hands tightly through a thick wall...
At that moment, looking at Yan Xun's tough outline, Chu Qiao seemed to revisit the ups and downs of the eight years. A man slowly stood up from the mud and blood, moved his steps with difficulty, and began his long and arduous journey. Hard journey.
The north wind is so cold, and the eagle flag above the head is fluttering, and the Yanbei Plateau has ushered in a new owner. Chu Qiao's blood gradually boiled, and she could almost predict: one era is over, and another era will start from here!
She is very fortunate that she will be the most direct witness of all this, because she has always stood by that person's side, never wavering!
Yan Xun turned his head, urged him to take a step forward, and smiled faintly at Chu Qiao, "Ah Chu, welcome home."
Suddenly there was the long howl of the eagle in the sky, and the sound of a lot of horseshoes in front of him. The ancient gate of Beishuo City was slowly opened. Yan Xun raised his head slightly. of light. As soon as he entered the city, someone came to his door. Yan Xun pointed at the person in front of him and said with a smile, "Ah Chu, this is Jiao Fie. She is the most unreasonable person in Yanbei."
The girl was wearing a neat riding outfit, her white chin was surrounded by white camel hair, her pair of black eyes were like two grapes, crystal clear and sharp like stars. Hearing Chu Qiao's name, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, she looked up and down the tall girl in front of her, and finally sighed in surprise: "You are Chu Qiao?"
"Master Zhu, the most beautiful knife on the Yanbei Plateau, it is Chu Qiao's honor to meet you."
The wind outside the door blew in, blowing through the broken hair on the girl's temples, and she looked at Chu Qiao carefully, her eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Yan Xun's. She was only eighteen or nineteen years old, and inherited the tall figure of the Yan family. Her skin was as white as snow, her outline was deep, and she had a sassy handsome face. She suddenly smiled, "So you are here, no wonder no wonder."
Yan Xun frowned, and lightly reprimanded: "Ji Fan, don't be so rude."
"Okay, bro," Yan Fau smiled, patted Yan Xun on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "That dead place in Zhenhuang City really taught you badly, opening and closing your mouth is not a rule, it's just politeness."
"I've heard of you." Fau turned his head, showing his white teeth, and said friendly, "You stayed with my brother in the imperial capital for eight years and suffered a lot. A while ago, in order to save the army, you It was a great job to have a big fight with Da Xia!"
"Master Weng led the Huoyun Army to sweep across Yanbei, beating Batuo's son to flee everywhere. It has long been a good story."
"Hehe, I am a descendant of the Yan family. If I don't kill others, others will come and kill me. I can't compare with you. You are a great hero of our Yanbei." Fade laughed and said, "I just heard that my brother led Returning to a woman, and worrying that he will be sorry for you, since you are here, I will not worry about it!" The girl smiled slyly, made a face at Yan Xun, and ran out in a flash.