[Dragon City] On the west side, Duguyan walked out of the towering stone castle and walked down the stairs. The tattered black cloth was swaying around, and the zerg were infested. The boundless spring arrived here, but it stopped, turned a corner and quietly dispersed.
Walking down the long beautiful jade stairs, bypassing the dark altar densely covered with runes, and stepping on the bluestone slab toward the car waiting in the distance.
The fully armed digital generals with the white knights stood in the stone dragon waiting.
Now outside the city, the smoke army is approaching the city, and it is unavoidable to break the city.
This imperial capital is about to change hands!
The horses and horses are high on the canopy, and the wind chimes of the cornices are still the same.
Under the watchful eyes of the mighty stone lions on both sides, the hooves clacked as they headed out of the city.
With a continuous loud noise, the city gate slowly opened, revealing a trace of domineering inside [Dragon City]. The car drove into the peach forest in front, and the swirling petals slipped down in front of the white gauze, like a dream.
Hundreds of military generals followed, marching in a uniform pace, stepping out of the momentum of thousands of troops.
The slender five fingers, which tend to be skinny and beautiful, lifted the flowing white gauze, stepped on the golden stool and got out of the car, stood against the wind, eased the red cloth covering his eyes, held it in the palm of his hand, and then tied it on his wrist.
Her eyes slowly opened, reflecting the pink meaning of the green water waves, and the woman in red on the green shade of the embankment, her hair was blown by the spring breeze and floated in front of her eyes.
But why did she keep her eyes closed
With such a question that seems to have an answer, move into the green water, walk like a flat ground, and the water is like a mirror with slight ripples.
On the opposite side, Hua Monkey and others saw Duguyan stepping on the water alone, and with a slight jump, they stood in front of His Majesty.
The soft fingertips moved gently, and under the touch of the eyelids, the inside was empty.
Suddenly, the corners of Duguyan's eyes became astringent, and she finally understood what she said before, "in the future... I will be your eyes".
It turned out that her pause was to omit three words, the complete should be: In the future, my eyes will be your eyes
"Is it worth it?" Duguyan's eyes were red, and his voice was so hoarse that he was almost at a loss for words.
But the man just smiled and said, "It's worth it."
Duguyan raised her head slightly, the corners of her lips trembled, "Today you and I will fight, if you win, I will surrender Longcheng." Her former memories are returning, and two emotions are roaring and entangled in her mind, Put her in a dilemma.
Yan Xuhuan responded: "Okay."
The frequency of Duguyan's breathing was disordered, the hand that drew the sword was shaking, and the sound of the blade slowly unsheathing made her throat dry, with astringent pain.
With a clanging sound, the long sword finally unsheathed, and slowly closed his eyes, the suppressed tears were squeezed down, passed through the spring breeze, and dripped from a slender green leaf into the mud. "Let's... let's start." After speaking, the man had stepped back several feet and stood on the moat.
The slender dragon-headed seven-star knife, the blade buzzing, seems to be cheering, and it seems to be screaming, but who would know
Yan Xuhuan held the hilt of the knife, stepped on the water, and the swords contended. The red and white figures were intertwined and entangled in the water and in the air.
The faces of the people watching the battle on both sides of the embankment are quite wonderful, some are watching the play, some are sad, some are calm, and some are admiring.
Seeing that Yan Xuhuan's hand was getting harder and harder, Hua Monkey forced the reserved Duguyan to step back, waved and patted Hua Arm's stomach, and asked in a low voice, "When will these two play?"
Hua Arm yawned, opened his eyes wide and looked at the two who were splashing with water, and shook his head: "I don't know."
Hua Monkey squatted directly on the ground with his hands in his arms, he pulled out a piece of grass and chewed it in his mouth, his eyes shifted to the [Dragon City] where the city gate was wide open, and sighed: "There are countless heroes since ancient times, and there are a few more people. To be able to mobilize troops to [Dragon City] is really rare, such a record, you and I will definitely be remembered in the history, this life has no regrets, happy!"
Hua Arm also sat down, nodded in agreement, touched the back of his head and smiled naively, they were heroes.
As a crow whistled and hovered in the sky, Duguyan was gradually controlled by a voice, which was to kill her and kill the person in front of her.
The bits and pieces of getting along with Feng Shuyan in his mind were gradually suppressed and blurred, like a distant dream, but the thought of killing her became more and more clear.
Duguyan's moves are no longer reserved. They are fast and deadly. If you are not careful, you will die.
The water in the moat was stirred up several feet high, and countless fish and shrimp flicked their tails and jumped. After the scattered water droplets fell again, they smashed circles of ripples on the water surface, and were washed away by the big waves behind them.
Turning around and swinging his sword, he flew closer, and the silver streamer pointed directly between his eyebrows.
But seeing her unavoidable, doubtful in her heart, there was a force in the dark that forced her to stop the castration, and the flashing sword tip just touched her forehead.
A drop of heart-scorching dark red liquid dripped down the extremely cold tip of the sword, dropped into a pool of spring water, and disappeared.
The slender and icy sword qi had already penetrated Feng Shaoyan's eyebrows. The flower monkey and the flower arm jumped at the same time, and their faces changed greatly. This situation was different from what they had imagined. The figure fell into the green water waves.
how come? How could this be? The two of them looked back and forth, looking at Duguyan, who was still keeping his long sword pointed, and his eyes turned red for a while.
He didn't say anything wrong at the beginning, this Dugu cigarette is not a good product, he reminded Feng Shaoyan many times, but he didn't listen, and now he is taking his own life into it. Without thinking, I ran a few steps and jumped into the moat.
Seeing this, Hua Arm reminded loudly, "You are a landlubber."
With a "pop", Hua Monkey also stabbed a deep dagger. After hearing Hua Arm's reminder, he realized that he couldn't swim, but his head was already plunged into the water, and it was too late.
Hua Arm hurriedly threw down the weapon, searched for the track where he jumped to save people, and held his breath to find the person who was entangled in the water plants and struggling.
Just when Hua Hou thought he was coming to swim to save him, he didn't expect Hua Arm to turn around, so anxious that he opened his mouth and shouted, choking on a few saliva.
Just when Hua Arm was about to swim to the side to grab the wind and smoke, he heard another "pop", and Duguyan jumped into the water, just in the position of the wind and smoke. Hua Arm first took the person in his arms and chopped the water plants. , swam toward the surface as quickly as a mermaid.
At this point, Hua Arm touched the back of his head, what was the operation, and couldn't figure it out, he turned around to catch the Hua Monkey who was rolling his eyes.
Feng Shayan really died this time, and the Forgetfulness Gu worm that penetrated into Duguyan's eyebrows also completed its mission, no longer controlling Duguyan, turned into a black mist, and dissipated in the spring breeze in March .
At this moment, Duguyan looked flustered and in a trance, holding a person with no vital signs and crying silently.
He once said that he will not be caught in the wind and shatter a single penny of smoke.
But in the end, she let her die again by his own hands.
The ending that has been expected, why is it so sad at the moment
When the eyeball was split, it didn't hurt so much; when I lost my younger brother, it didn't hurt so much; why? It's obviously a bug, isn't it
"Wind and smoke, you tell me the answer, okay?"
It's just that the person lying obediently in her arms at this moment will never answer again.
Qingzhe watched coldly from the side. At this time, seeing that she was in a trance and tending to collapse, he secretly adjusted his position, waved his long sleeves, and several embroidery needles like ox hair pierced the air flow and moved towards Duguyan's several key points. Harm to shoot.
Bai Yang and the others were watching Feng Shaoyan, how could they expect Qingzhe to suddenly attack. It was too late, but it was too soon, a figure stood in front of Duguyan, took these deadly embroidery needles for her, closed his eyes, and groaned: "It's broken, the old man is going to die."
It turned out that it was the elusive old man Sun who gave his life to save lives. I think he was playing in the peach forest just now, and there was a delicate peach blossom in his gray hair.
"General Qing, please don't act rashly."
The black gold fan that Bai Yang was hanging around his waist was spinning at his fingertips, causing Qing Zhe to squint.
"What, His Majesty was killed, shouldn't this murderer be excluded at this time?" Qingzhe waved his hand backwards, and immediately had a capable subordinate to lead someone forward, and the bright big knife was aimed at Duguyan.
"Following the wrong person." However, around the necks of these people was a blade that also licked countless blood. Only when someone sighed in a low voice, they slashed the blade and wiped away the companions who had fought in the past.
The blood flowed towards Old Man Sun, nourishing his body and forcing out those tiny embroidery needles little by little.
Qingzhe angrily said, "Are you all going to rebel?"
"It has always been you who wanted to rebel, Qingzhe." Bai Yang shook his head, his eyes were indifferent, "Everyone knows your heart, and your Majesty is in danger along the way, and your credit is not small."
Qingzhe snorted coldly, "It's a lie, if you say you want to rebel, you Baihutang is the truth. When you first met His Majesty, your Baihutang began to assassinate."
Bai Cai on the side patted his big belly, squinted and smiled, "What do you think this is?"
Qingzhe saw it, it was a bright yellow edict, what was written in it? Can you make Bai Cai look so proud
"Your Majesty's edict." Seeing Qingzhe, who has always been pretentious, had a bleak face, like a gloomy cloud covering the sky, he was in a very good mood. In the three halls, he finally won, and he said loudly: "Dugu Yan, the monarch of the country of smoke."
"How is that possible?" Qingzhe couldn't believe it, there was no reason at all.
Bai Cai ordered someone to hand over the edict and let him see how real and heartfelt he was.
Under the gaze of everyone, Qingzhe took over and looked at it word by word, and his face turned pale when he read more words. In the end, he actually changed his previous image and laughed out loud, like crazy.
The laughter is a mockery of herself, but also a mockery of everyone. Their Majesty, who can catch her eye? I'm afraid that her favorite is the smear of blood.
"It's all jokes, it's all jokes, hahaha, you, you, you... me, it's all jokes, it's all jokes."
The voice gradually decreased, and he turned to ask the Qinglong Army behind him, and shouted loudly: "Would you like to follow me and step through this ancient imperial capital?"
The soldiers in front had already had a panoramic view of the scene just now, and they had already made a plan in their hearts, so they kept silent and remained silent.
They were never loyal to anyone, but to unify the world.
Or, say they are time-conscious.
"Oh, it's very good!" Qingzhe took out his sword, arousing everyone's vigilance, holding the sword against him. Seeing this, Qingzhe shook his head and said, "The dream in my heart is just one step away, and the success and failure are tragic and deplorable."
Walking towards the moat, looking at the sultry spring color, looking at the charming scenery revealed in the city gate, I can see the whole leopard, so magnificent and majestic, but I will never have the opportunity to set foot!
With a long sigh, the spring breeze rolled up his clothes and seemed to have changed back to the elegant and easy-going handsome boy: "Let me sleep here forever, maybe this wind, maybe this water, will bring me into Dragon City."
"Don't." A few cronies in Qinglong's army heard what he said, and they knew that he was going out of his mind, and ran up to stop him screaming.
But Qingzhe didn't give them this chance.
Leaping into the sky, wiping his sword on his neck, a piece of blood spilled, and he fell into the water.
Whether he lives or dies, he can only decide by himself!
"General Qing." Several cronies knelt down and cried.
Seeing this, Hua Monkey and the others couldn't help but sigh: "Everyone has their own way, success or failure is up to someone." Now in this scene, the wind and smoke they followed have gone, and they have no intention of staying any longer.
Putting the soldier talisman on the ground, Hua Monkey said goodbye to the wind and smoke: "Hero, you didn't say goodbye in advance when you left, it was so sudden. Don't worry, we will take good care of those two children. If you If you can come back, go back to [Man Town], we will wait for you at the alley."
Although he said that, he and Hua Ji knew that Feng Shuyan would not come back.
"Smoke Lord, take care of yourself." Hua Monkey and Hua Arm stood up and shouted to the brothers behind Zhuquetang, "Brothers, go back to [Man Town]."
"Okay." The brothers who originally belonged to Zhuquetang responded loudly.
Bai Yang looked at the distant cousin of Suzaku, his eyes slightly red, then turned to look at [Dragon City], he couldn't go back, and he didn't want to go back, what he saw was the end he wanted to reach. This world will be transformed with his help.
In my ears, the voice of the distant cousin of Suzaku:
"Master, let's just leave like this? Aren't we taking our hero?"
"Look at you being so stupid, you look at Duguyan's unfortunate appearance, she is willing to let go of people?"
"That's right, I see, if we dare to go up and grab it, she might smash us into scum."
"Yes, yes."
"Then what do you want to do when you go back?"
"I, I, I, I want to write a book and pass on our glorious deeds to future generations."
"Boy, you have to write more about me, brother, of course you don't want to be too realistic, just say that I am tall and heroic, I am not afraid of life and death, and I am a heroic talent..."
"Oh my mother, can we wake up a little bit, these should describe me."
"Write everything, write everything."
"Huh? Then I'll be a storyteller in a teahouse and tavern. It must be very good, and it's also word of mouth."
"Monkey Lord and I, of course, I am eating, drinking and having fun, and I will be chivalrous and righteous."
"Hey, I want to marry a wife."
"Then I'll take care of the child."
"Hahaha, head to head, marry a wife, raise children."
…
The sound got farther and farther, and disappeared in the wind.
The dream woman, who was supposed to be in the stone castle, rides a mount composed of zerg, and falls beside Duguyan. She wants to stretch out her withered fingers to touch the person in her arms, but she is cold and cold by Duguyan. The ground stopped, the words overflowing from thin lips, like ice lumps. "Isn't she immortal?"
The dream woman withdrew her leather-wrapped hands and tucked them into her wide black sleeves. Her voice was slow and hoarse, making it cold behind her back:
"If she stays, no one will be able to drive her away. If she leaves, no one will be able to keep her."
Every word was like a knife poking and scratching Duguyan's heart. Seeing her expression of great pain, she continued:
"The first time you met her, it was destined to be a disaster; your company with her was just a broken fantasy. Forget it!"
The dream woman spoke, shook her head and sighed, what a familiar scene! It is true that the older a person is, the more clear and entangled the dreams about their youth become, which is hard to love and hate!
The dream woman left, as if she had never been here before, and returned to the stone castle, looking at the unknown distance through the window.
Duguyan just sat on the ground like this, quietly holding Fengsuanyan, burying her head in her neck, sobbing lowly, broken and depressed.
After a long time, he said: "Today, I will take you back to Longcheng, okay?"
In her ear, a very familiar voice seemed to appear: "Okay."
Feng Shuyan's body was frozen, and looking across the ice, it seemed as if he was asleep, with a little red between his eyebrows, like a cinnabar mole that was very lightly tapped.
For a period of time after that, there were small chaos in various places, but before the army could kill them, they shivered and surrendered sincerely.
Chaos and iron fist, harmony and benevolent governance, Liaonan quickly got on the right track, under the constraints of the iron law, although it can't do everything, be fair and just, it can give everyone a peaceful and contented life, food and clothing, and do not close the house at night, no matter what. Thief of thieves.
Weak scholars have a place to study with peace of mind. They recite poetry and paint together, chat about state affairs together, and dedicate what they have learned to the world.
Northern Liaoning was completely peaceful after nearly two years of integration under the rule of the Mohe tribe. The two are compatible, seek common ground while reserving differences, understand each other, and influence each other, and they have become the most powerful Mole tribe in history.
Due to various factors, the southern Liaoning and northern Liaoning are unusually harmonious, and the two countries have friendly exchanges and are as close as one family.
Along the [Liaojiang River], it became a prosperous port, and towns were built on both sides. Ships set sail on the river, the ground is full of traffic, and there are endless caravans coming and going, which is a thousand times more prosperous than the [Barbarian Town] of the year.
At this time, [Barbarian Town] was the same as it was in the past, it seems that it has not changed, but it seems to have changed.
Maybe it's because people changed it.
This is the place where the Yan Kingdom and the Mole Kingdom take care of each other. No one dares to make trouble here. To be precise, no one dares to trouble the [Vermilion Bird Hall].
When it comes to [Vermilion Bird Hall], everyone must be envious. Those boys are bragging all day long, eating meat in big bowls, drinking in big bowls, and they don’t even see work, but they have endless gold and silver beads. Hungry people.
There is also that little girl who has grown up a little bit, riding a fierce beast around the barbarian town every day, making her child cry and clamoring to buy one.
Zehai kept his aunt's words in mind, practiced literature and martial arts, never slack off, and stayed with the Huahou uncles. He and his sister were very happy. Of course, it would have been better if there was no occasional harassment by the princess Dugu Fei.
Duguyan still uses the country name of Yanguo, and has not changed to Dugu, Yanguo, this is the country of her Duguyan and Fengsuoyan!
She was wearing a unique dragon robe, sitting high in the temple, but there was no longer the slight cool warmth around her.
Old Man Sun made a deal with Feng Shuyan, protecting the queen who was often dejected, so he seldom traveled far, and often took Dugufei to make trouble in Dragon City, which was also quite interesting.
... ... ...
After returning to the [God Realm], Yan Xuhuan, the seal in her sea of consciousness was completely scattered, who is she? from where? Where are you going? have accurate answers.
She is Yan Xuhuan, from the realm of the gods, and will go to the realm of the gods.
All the spar stones were assigned to the old department, and they were unbundled under the crying and cuteness, so the memory of more than 100 tasks came back clearly.
The joys and sorrows, the world's various states reappeared in her mind, like watching a movie scene after scene, but she is no longer the person in the film, just a spectator!
Now that the system has become refined, you can no longer do tasks, with a body like dough, stretched out with thin arms and thin legs, hugging Yan Xuhuan's ankles, muttering not to go.
The thigh that it hugged like a big prize, how could she let her slip away, it just wanted to stay in the sea of knowledge!
Of course, the result of this was being kicked into the lotus pond, and after getting out of the water, holding a lotus leaf and spitting water in tears. Since then, the red figure has never been seen again.
Yan Xuhuan, who disappeared from the [God Realm], came to the forbidden land of the universe, the former God Realm.
This is the source of chaos, a world where gods and demons coexist, and a holy place that was once supreme.
However, in the ancient times, a catastrophe caused the fall of the gods and demons, and the place was closed with those ancient gods and demons that passed away.
After that catastrophe, among the ruins of the God Realm, among the countless tombs built one after the other, the buds of camellias broke out of the ground, and gradually grew up with the passage of time, and a flower grew on the top of the tree canopy. The white camellia, the flower as big as an umbrella, shimmers with light.
There is a cloud of green energy in the flower, which absorbs the spiritual energy left by the ancient gods and demons day and night. After tens of thousands of years, this cloud of green energy is transformed into a human form.
His body is extremely beautiful, his face is extremely beautiful, and his quality is extremely pale.
This is Yan Xuhuan's real body.
In the night, Yan Xuhuan stepped in the void, crossed the fields of exotic flowers and grasses, crossed the steep mountains and rivers, and came to the cemetery of the gods and demons.
"I've been away for a long time, and it's a little strange." Yan Xuhuan's faded clothes turned to ashes and dispersed with the wind. She walked barefoot into the spiritual spring, and she sank, looking at the beautiful night sky through the water.
There was a gust of wind in the night, and there was only her voice, and the green energy on the camellia never changed because of her arrival.
After a long time, Yan Xuhuan came out of the Lingquan, her hair drooping down softly, and she naughty shaves her waist. The Lingquan was slipping from her delicate and well-proportioned figure, revealing incomparable fragrance and temptation. If the world sees this, they will go crazy for it.
"You're still the same as before, you haven't changed." Yan Xuhuan stepped into the void, as if walking up the stairs. As he got closer to the cyan, his figure became more and more illusory, and finally turned into a dark red gas. Melted into the blue air.
The cool night, the lingering voice curls.
"Yan Qingran, I'm back."