There are many memories buried in the soil, but after countless times of scouring, they will still break out of the soil and grow branches again.
The teenage Zhaoping was always the most reckless, wearing the most flamboyant colors to ride horses in the capital, followed by a group of guards who were too busy to help her clean up the trouble.
His Royal Highness Zhaoping.
This is her name.
The name given to her by the Northland.
She will also endow the northern kingdom with her own hands.
On the day the Southern Kingdom attacked the imperial city, Zhaoping came to the Golden Dragon Palace.
His father, who had always loved him, sat on the seat of supremacy, with his crown scattered on the side, and his clothes were messy, like an ordinary person who was extremely embarrassed.
"Zhaoping, come here." Her father beckoned to her.
Zhaoping walked over and leaned his head on his knee, as he had done countless times before.
In that instant, the emperor of the Nine-Five, like an ordinary father, lovingly stroked her hair.
If you ignore the sound of soldiers fighting outside, such a scene looks extraordinarily warm.
"The person who led the call is Qin Zhihuan."
Zhaoping did not speak.
"You gave him the city map, right?"
Zhaoping was silent for a long time, then raised his head and looked into the eyes of the old man in front of him: "My father once said to me that within a country, people's livelihood is the foundation. I still remember this sentence."
Both the inside and outside of the Northland are rotten.
The important officials of the court only live for the oil and water in their pockets, and they are intriguing and fighting against each other. The father emperor is nothing but an overhead puppet, holding up his tattered face and crumbling at any time.
In the end, it was powerless to join forces with those people.
The loyal minister was murdered.
The soldiers who defended the border were killed by their own hands after being recalled.
Eunuchs are not allowed to have any new followers.
The ambitions of the southern country are gradually expanding, and they may lead troops at any time, but the northern kingdom is still killing its own people.
"Qin Zhihuan, I know Nanguo's ambitions."
"My father knows that the well-dressed court officials are also clear. But they are not willing to resist, they are afraid of death, they are afraid of losing."
"We want to wait for a savior belonging to the northern kingdom, but the southern kingdom will not wait. How long will they attack? A year? Or tomorrow?"
"The slaughter in the southern country will never take into account the lives of the people and soldiers."
"Victory will slaughter the city."
"But if you were the one leading the troops, you wouldn't do it."
That's why she let Qin Zhihuan leave with the city map and defect to the southern country.
This is exchange.
"From today onwards, I am finally no longer Princess Zhaoping."
The emperor looked at Zhaoping, his lips moved, and after a long time he reached out his hand and gently picked up the hair beside her ear.
He spat blood from his mouth.
As the king of a country, the country died.
Zhaoping watched his beloved father die in front of him, and cried so hard that his hands were covered with blood.
The sound of soldiers is approaching.
Zhaoping stood up and took a deep breath.
She buried the North Country with her own hands.
But as the princess of the Northern Kingdom, she has to bury herself for the funeral of the Northern Kingdom.
But Zhaoping is not dead.
Qin Zhihuan rescued her.
He killed a small group of southern soldiers and took her away from the path.
"You help the princess of the enemy country escape, no matter how great your achievements are, the people of the southern country will not let you go."
"I will regret not saving you."
Qin Zhihuan is dead.
No matter how superb his martial arts were, it would be difficult to escape from that melee.
When the cold arrow hit, he protected Zhaoping under his body, with feather arrows stuck up and down his body, and the front of his clothes was wet with blood.
"His Royal Highness Zhaoping."
Qin Zhihuan said: "I will go through fire and water for you, and I will never give up."
How many people are in a country, how many things happen every day.
Many stories that are born in the minutiae are simply inconspicuous.
No one knows how many people died in that battle.
I don't know who has ever been there.
The people from the Tiandao Palace came here at that time.
"The rule of our immortals is to never get involved in these grudges. But you have something in you that we can think of."
Zhaoping said, "I promise."
"You don't ask what?"
Zhaoping leaned down and wiped away the blood on Qin Zhihuan's face, tears dripped down the corners of his eyes and down his cheeks.
"He didn't deserve to die here."
"We need your spirit and body."
"Okay, but there is one more thing, I hope you can promise me." Zhaoping raised his head, looked at the Taoist priest standing in front of him, and said, "Don't let Qin Zhihuan remember me."
"He has a long way to go and shouldn't stop for these things."
Tiandao Palace agreed to Zhaoping's request.
It's just that some accidents happened when the separation and sacrifice were performed.
Because the attraction and obsession of the two people's souls were too deep, part of Zhaoping's soul was pulled into Qin Zhihuan's body when he escaped.
Although Qin Zhihuan didn't remember Zhaoping, subconsciously, he would use his body and soul to support Zhaoping's incomplete soul.
This is also the reason why Qin Zhihuan's physique suddenly became extremely easy to attract ghosts five years ago.
The people of Tiandao Palace naturally discovered all this.
But Zhaoping's memory loss makes it difficult for her to volunteer to sacrifice again.
So they reset a game.
Using Wan Yaoyin to create a turmoil, Zhaoping once again made the same sacrifice as five years ago for the comfort of the people of Limin and Qin Zhihuan.
Zhaoping did exactly that.
The white light gradually disappeared, and Shen Wanqing grabbed Zhaoping's soul and pulled her back: "Don't go!"
Zhaoping's eyes were empty, and he fell back like a puppet.
After a long time, she recovered, turned to look at Shen Wanqing, and said, "Thank you."
Shen Wanqing was startled: "Do you remember?"
"Well, when you met me."
"so-"
"The people from Tiandao Palace are nearby." Zhaoping turned around, glanced at Qin Zhihuan beside him, and then laughed, "I know what to do."
She closed her eyes, and there were countless sparks all over her body.
At that moment, white lights flickered in all directions, and then the white lights slowly approached in this direction.
"Back up." Xie Wuyan pulled Shen Wanqing behind him, frowning slightly, all on guard.
Shen Wanqing: "What's wrong?"
"The people from Tiandao Palace are here."
Feng Yaoqing also sensed something was wrong, she settled Ji Feichen, then stepped forward and stood in front of Shen Wanqing: "What's the matter? How did you bring people from Tiandao Palace?"
The moment the white light approached, the golden mask also shattered.
However, before the monsters could break in, a stronger and stronger barrier slammed into the ground, forcing all the monsters back.
One by one black and white shadows fell from the sky.
White robe with black stripes.
The long crown is engraved with the logo of Tiandao Palace.
"Princess Zhaoping, long time no see."
"This is your method."
"No." The headed elder shook his head, stroked his white beard, and said slowly, "Your soul is too easy to provoke monsters, and in another year and a half, I agree that this situation will end up. And before that, Lord Qin Xiaohou will be drained of yang energy because he can't bear the power of your soul."
Zhaoping didn't speak, and was silent for a long time before calmly saying, "I'll go with you."
Feng Yaoqing frowned: "Princess Zhaoping!"
"I shouldn't have been here five years ago." Princess Zhaoping's tone did not waver at all, she laughed, "In exchange, you will solve the monsters here, right?"
The elder said lightly: "Even if you don't make this decision, we will stop."
Zhaoping nodded, and then stepped forward.
"Your Highness."
Shen Wanqing stepped forward and called her softly.
Zhaoping turned his head.
"Qin Zhihuan he..."
"Don't let him remember." Zhaoping raised his lips and smiled brightly, "Five years ago, it should have ended."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked into the soul bag of Tiandao Palace.
Shen Wanqing watched her leave.
In Zhaoping's memory, what she saw the most was a repeated fragment.
The reckless princess was startled and was rescued by a young man dressed in blue.
The princess's heart was sprouting, but she still pretended to be arrogant to hide her shyness.
The young man had a cold and arrogant temperament, turned to leave, but was pulled by the princess.
"I'm Princess Zhaoping of the North Country? You are a little cloth artist, but you don't know me? How dare you be so presumptuous in front of me?"
Qin Zhihuan laughed: "There are so many princesses in the world, do I have to remember them all?"
This is the beginning of their story.
Also the final ending.
"The matter of Wan Yaoyin, Tiandao Palace will naturally take care of it." The elder waved his hand and motioned for the people behind him to step back first, "Now, Miss Feng, Young Master Xie, and Miss Shen. We should talk about the burning blood. It's a matter of surgery."
After speaking, she glanced coldly at Shen Wanqing's injured palm.
Xie Wuyan's eyes sank, he raised his index finger, and let Shen Wanqing retreat behind him.
Feng Rumor: "I don't know what the blood-burning technique is."
"I thought that Miss Feng was at least a righteous person." The elder's tone was calm, without even any turbulence. "You have also seen how powerless you are in the face of such an attack tonight."
"so what?"
"This is just one village." The elder walked up to Feng Yaoqing, looked down at her, and felt a strong sense of oppression spontaneously. "What if there are a thousand or ten thousand villages experiencing this situation at the same time?"
Feng Ruoqing opened his mouth and was speechless.
"Miss Feng, you know that I'm not being alarmist." The elder said, "Without the Lone Light Sword, we are completely helpless. What's more, there is a devil who can destroy the Heavenly Dao Palace with the touch of a finger if the seal is completely unlocked. I don't know where."
Xie Wuyan raised his lower eyelashes and glanced at Shen Wanqing behind him.
Shen Wanqing felt that both of them had a huge word "Dangerous" on their heads at the moment.
…Life is not easy.
Feng Yaoqing turned her head to look at Shen Wanqing, who was beside her, then looked at the elder and said word by word, "I don't know what the blood-burning technique is."
The elder narrowed his eyes.
"If the Tiandao Palace wants to take away the love, it has to give us an explanation." The words of Feng Ruo Qing are clear, "I can't, just rely on those wind noises that I don't know where I heard it, right?"
As long as Shen Wanqing hadn't used the blood-burning technique in front of them, Tiandao Palace would never be able to pinpoint any definite evidence.
They will not rashly tear their faces so thoroughly and completely.
"Miss Feng, do you know why the people in the Tiandao Palace have the same philosophy?" The elder's voice was very deep, and every word seemed to hit people's hearts heavily, "Because they all came from the dead when they resisted the demons. Crawled out of it."
"They have witnessed that kind of tragedy with their own eyes, and they have also experienced countless sacrifices. Miss Feng, you are too naive to win this fierce battle without any sacrifices."
The elder asked: "Or in your eyes, because you are so selfish, it doesn't matter if tens of thousands of people die because of it?"
However, before Feng Ruoyi could speak, the earth's crust shook violently.
Stronger than any time before.
The people in the Tiandao Palace obviously didn't react. They looked at each other and quickly reinforced their defenses.
However, in just a moment, before there was time to breathe, the golden mask shattered.
"Walk."
Xie Wuyan pulled up Shen Wanqing's arm, jumped up, and fell on the branch.
The ground was lifted by the huge impact, and the houses and trees collapsed in an instant. The boulders rolled, and the whole mountain seemed to be crumbling.
The bone ring flashed, and the mysterious bird flew out: "Your Highness! This is... a bull-faced python."
Although the monster that broke out of the ground only showed half of its body, it can still be seen that its size is huge.
The body of the bull-headed snake is blood-red textured, even if it is far away, it can feel the slightly hot breath, as if magma is flowing in its body.
"How can such a level of demons appear here? Is it also attracted by the demons."
"No." Xie Wuyan said.
It is impossible for the bull-faced python to be attracted by that ordinary demon.
It was the blood-burning technique that Xie Wuyan used just now that led it to come here.