As night falls, the lights of thousands of homes are on the verge of lights.

Next to the glacier in Daoxiang Village, the environment is contrasted to be desolate, and the light sways and is dim.

Hu Nongyu returned here with joy and wanted to meet Dugu Qingjue again. He was excited to see one similar figure after another.

In the end, they were all just strangers who happened to pass by. After waiting in the middle of the night, they couldn't find him.

There seemed to be a cluster of fire in my heart, burning out bit by bit.

Her legs were filled with lead, her soul was unattended, her vision was blurred, and she unconsciously looked towards the lively bustle not far away that had nothing to do with her anymore.

The familiar streets of the ancient village are still bright and lights are bright. Young men and women are walking past the old woman's stall by the bridge, like a bond and laughing and joy.

However, Brother Dugu can't see such a beautiful world after all... The sadness comes from it and cannot be stopped.

Suddenly, a miracle happened. Just next to the men and women, in the dark corner, there was lightning. She clearly saw a familiar outline. In a shock, the god had flew away and stood up quickly as if guided: "Brother Dugu!!"

Ecstasy and messy steps.

Is it an illusion? Why, why didn't you waste much time running forward? When you arrived in the same place, you still lost? There was no brother Dugu, no him, only the kind old woman, and the man and woman who were indeed laughing, curiously looking at her, surprised and surprised, full of tears, half-crazy and half-silly.

"Ah..." She couldn't cry, and she squatted in place regardless of her image, shaking her already swollen throat. She was like a walking corpse, letting the crowds be crowded, circulating, crowded, and circulating. However, her world did not turn light and dark with them, but completely, there was no light anymore...

It seemed like I heard someone calling her? No, no, no, no one would call her Yu'er anymore, no more. She seemed to fall into a deeper and deeper cave, unable to think, breathe, and watch or listen.

I don’t know how long it took, suddenly a ray of light lit up on the side. When the fire broker was rubbed, there was a very pungent but pleasant smell. In the past, she was no longer afraid even in the wolves, because the fire broker was rubbed by Brother Dugu. Everything he said was right: "Silly Yu'er, the wolf is afraid of fire. If I am not by your side in the future, you must remember it." "Don’t remember, Brother Dugu will always be by my side!"

I woke up suddenly, and looked at the smell with tears hanging on it. Is that still an illusion or a dream? Or is it this ray of light that extends Brother Dugu’s life?

"Yu'er, I finally heard it, I finally woke up." He smiled and put away the fire. "I just got on the bridge and wanted to go to the Glacier River, but I didn't want to, but I missed it."

Before the movement was finished, the figure seemed to be about to float away. She was shocked and couldn't help but rush forward half a step, hugged him tightly, and refused to let go. At that moment, the deep affection that had been hidden for many years finally erupted, burning wildly for fear that it would be too late: "Brother Dugu! Don't leave! It's been twenty years, don't miss it again!"

He was motionless and stiff. She murmured to herself, heartbroken: "It's a pity, it's a pity that there is no snow yet, so I can't accompany Brother Dugu to appreciate it..." She knew it was the last time his soul came to find her, but the weather was not good, and the weather was gradually warming up. Later, even the ice river would disappear. For a moment, my heart was broken, and only tears flowed thousands of times.

"No hurry, I said there are still decades, until a hundred years - now it's just beginning." He sighed and touched her head, just like when he was young.

"Brother Dugu..." She stopped sobbing because of this sentence, surprised, stunned, expectant, and released his body happily, and looked up at him blankly. Yes, the arms were warm, the face was haggard, and the clothes were probably borrowed from others. He coughed lightly, and he couldn't stand steadily. Obviously, the injuries were very serious. Even the shadow revealed his staggering, shadow, shadow, and shadow. He had a shadow!! The reason why he was stiff was just because he had always obedient in front of her...

"It's not a dream, it's not an illusion! Brother Dugu, you are still alive, still alive! Alive!!" She shook him like crazy, burst into tears and laughed, and was ecstatic.

"Yes, I wanted to go to Yu'er's appointment. When I passed by here, I saw this old woman. I remembered that I had to take something from her and I had to take it out, so I was delayed." He said the truth, calm on the surface, but his inner feelings were thousands of times more excited than her because of the recovery of the relationship.

"What?" She was extremely difficult to calm down, and she breathed and her chest was undulating. The tension in her expression was not so much a half-believing and half-doubted, but rather a worrying about gains and losses. She was afraid that what he said was an illusory non-existent, and after that, she told him that the existence was just her imagination.

"Now." He knew her so much that he hurriedly handed over the pair of ornaments to prove that it was all true.

They were two pairs of jade pendants, one carved with Ning and the other carved with jade.

"The day I first came to Daoxiang Village, I booked with the store..." His face was a simple and honest person who was not recognized by others. "The workmanship is average, don't dislike Yu'er."

"I knew that Brother Dugu was very powerful and would definitely survive. Good luck and live a hundred years!" She had red eyes, and before he could finish speaking, she hugged him tightly again. This time, she could not lose anything she said.

"Yu'er." He looked serious and whispered, "Everyone can do it, but you and me will definitely not end in a tragedy."

The slowly circulating crowd was still lively, but there were two sad people missing and a pair of fairy couples.

Fireworks are rising, and starry rains are scattered into thousands of homes.

Say

After ten days of the storm, Dugu Nongyu returned. Not only did he advance, but he also had a relationship with breaking ice and walking hand in hand. He was really envious of everyone and was very happy.

However, Dugu's injury this time is comparable to that of a genius in Shandong. He needs to retreat to the second line for a while for the first time. Of course, he doesn't care. After all, he can't hold the beauty back, and even if he wants to see Fanjing four or five times a day, he still can't stop smiling.

"However, I am still a little uneasy." Dai Chen said to Lin Qian a hidden concern for their combat power. "Once the Yang Huixin Method breaks through the bottleneck, he should be permanently available for these ten successful powers; but will the culprit sword technique be able to be perfect when he is hurt? In other words, if you cannot reach the mood of the battle in the deserted mountains that day, is it possible that the culprit sword realm is unstable..."

"I heard that the definition of the Sword of Revenge is not what he thinks is affection, so..." The tycoon shook his head and smiled confidently, "Even the definition can be modified by him, why are he afraid that 'can't be used when he is not sad'?"

"Yes, he will break the shackles again and again. Then... what about the Prime Minister, I don't know what conditions are required to perform normally every time?" Dai Chen looked at Hu Nongyu, who was discussing something with Yinzi on the other side.

Lin Qian, who was monitoring Fanjing while sitting next to Dugu couch, turned his head and smiled: "I suddenly got the magical power, so I should adapt. Take your time."

"Yu'er, what are you talking about?" Dugu was treated and did not forget to listen carefully. It seemed that Yu'er and Yinzi were not communicating with him, but... Cold poison?

This girl has already started to learn to read poison books? And her ability to understand is a thousand miles a day, thanks to the talent of Soul-Slaying Slayer... However, of course, it cannot be achieved overnight, and she should also humbly ask Yinzi for advice.

"In the past, cold poisons would not circulate and harm people after cremation, so the Southern Song Dynasty poison altar generally did not examine the ashes. However, after the case of Wangchuan Water and Han Che poison, we should have realized the characteristics of "how long will the toxicity remain in the ashes" when making the drug, and we should not make the mistake of not being investigated again."

Listen, it turns out that it is not asking for advice, but giving advice to Yinzi!?

Dugu Yixiao, imitating Yu'er's past tone: "Congratulations to lord. In time, another divine general will be added to the poison altar."

After Lin Qian learned that Dugu was out of danger, she finally let go of her heart for them these days. She carefully pondered Hu Nongyu's words, recalled the bitterness and sweetness, and felt mixed feelings—

In the third year of Qingyuan, although the Wangchuan River left samples in Ji Jing's ashes, and the residual poison has not been eliminated for many years, it was not the original poison after all, and the poison altar of the Southern Song Dynasty could not be copied. However, although the Jin people obtained the formula of the Han Che poison in the past, they were given to Shao Hongyuan for preparation, but the finished product was always missing something. Even so, the Jin people still overwhelmed the Song people in terms of cold poison for many years. Fortunately, in terms of fire poison, Jinling has reached the pinnacle in recent years, so as to balance the entire Jin Dynasty.

If Hu Nongyu and Yinzi can cooperate in the future, even if Lin Qianzhen gets the Dragon and Phoenix Chicken from the poison altar, the cold poison and fire poison will despise Jin Fang. In the dark, Yinzi will replace Feng Ming's sister and help Hu Nongyu write a new chapter in the Fengqingmen of the Shadowless School.

"Wanyan Junyin also said that his hands were young Lin Chun and Tomb Tigers. Unfortunately, they were not as good as our lord's lie on the dragon and phoenix chick." Yang Miaozhen seemed to know what Lin Qian was thinking and said with a smile.

When she mentioned the young tiger in the tomb, Lin Qian was slightly stunned and a little lost.

One of the two men was named Youlin and the other was called Zhonghu. In fact, it was not Wanyan Junyin's arrogant attitude. He used the name to talk about his ambition, but it was not just casually. It happened that the two bandit leaders were one of the tiger and the other were the horse. Although they were as famous for a long time before he integrated them, they fought for the territorial battle.

He was able to stick two people with the same power as water and fire, and could unbreakable it, and he could only help each other. Both of them were loyal to him... Wanyan Junyin's control ability can be seen.

At present, Gao Qihe, the Shuhu, successfully inserted Huihai, and forced the Anti-Jin Alliance to fight eastward. On the other hand, Lin Qian saw that Feng Xiang returned to his original state and was in line with his wishes, so he no longer moved his front to Yaozhou. The main battlefields of the Jin and Song dynasties were still concentrated in Pingliang and Huanqing. Especially Huanqing, the three-legged three-legged tripod, was the top priority.

These days, Wanyan Yonglian is in charge of the regulation, which is even more urgent. Lin Qian was not aware of the inside story at the beginning and was worried about Wanyan Junyin. However, in the past few days, he received a report from Luoyuankong and learned that the father and son had no possibility of reconciliation.

Since the end of the last battle of Tietang Gorge, the Allies, Jin army and Wanyan Junyin have been fighting in Huanqing. Wanyan Junyin is indeed the biggest winner of that battle. Allies such as Hai Zhulang, Gu Tingxian, and He Pinzhang are barely maintained. The Jin army said that the three-legged tripods were all upright, including Chu Fengliu and Chen Zhu, and they all couldn't win, and they would even help him defeat the Allies. They were like being cursed and were dizzy.

"It should be that the energy of the ancient shu Dahuang Formation is too great. Not only are they unable to recover for a while, but even if I have been seriously injured recently." Lin Qian speculated that Chu Fengliu and Chen Zhu were abnormal because of the backlash of the formation.

It was precisely because Chen Zhu was defeated repeatedly and his subordinates suffered heavy casualties and broke up with Wanyan Junyin in anger that Wanyan Yonglian's wish to influence and subdue Wanyan Junyin was dashed from the beginning - "Chen Zhu's several deputy generals were captured by Wanyan Junyin's command and became prisoners under the ranks. Chen Zhu's negotiations were fruitless and extremely angry. He wanted to avenge Wanyan Junyin for the sake of his blood. The Jin army immediately ignited a revenge and hatred, chasing them towards Hanshu back then. Therefore, there was no possibility of Wanyan Yonglian and his son from scratch." Lin Qian told Bai Qingzhou when he heard the news.

It is said that Chen Zhu's several captured deputy generals, some of them escaped from prison and disappeared, some of them could not bear the insults and commit suicide, and some were tortured by thousands of arrows. In addition, the cause of the battle of Tietang Gorge was plotted by Wanyan Junyin, because Chen Zhu's emphasis on love and righteousness and anger was not normal.

After hearing Lin Qian's description, Bai Qingzhou calculated his fingers: "Calculate the days. Chen Zhu's blood-making alliance was on the third day when Tianxing was moving. At that time, Wanyan Yonglian was still in Yan'an Prefecture and could not arrive in Huanqing. No wonder the breakup between Chen Zhu and Wanyan Junyin was not reversible. Chen Zhu might not have expected that Wanyan Yonglian would arrive so soon, and Wanyan Yonglian would not have expected that his subordinates and son would reach this point... By the way, why was this battle report so long?"

Lin Qian didn't say anything, Bai Qingzhou understood and didn't ask anything that shouldn't have asked.

Say

Wanyan Junyin did not remember the old love first, so he could not blame Chen Zhu for throwing his heavy words.

If ruthless, whoever takes action first will win a great victory; if the Tao is ruthless but has feelings, whoever takes action first will be resentful.

He said he refused to accept Chen Zhu's negotiations and it was impossible to release prisoners of war. One of the reasons was that Chen Zhu had a deputy general Zhao Kun, who escaped from prison and injured Lin Sixue and Wang Zhonghu who went to chase him.

The second reason is that Chen Zhu's current combat effectiveness is indeed not worthy of sitting in the negotiation seat with him face to face. Chen Zhu is too shameless and has no conditions to exchange with him. He also wants to get a share of his spoils. How to divide it with naivety? Can you just divide it with old feelings?

Okay, let's break up. He was in the wrong first. As early as in Tietang Gorge, he had already planned to plot against Chen Zhu...

Chen Zhu's subordinates turned respect for him into hatred, and worked together to take his life to pay tribute to his comrades. He could not explain to Chen Zhu that Chen Zhu's tragic death was not tortured, but was just a trap after escape from prison. What's the use of explanation? I won't fight? Since the position is clear and head-on confrontation is always coming.

Faith ultimately defeats nostalgia.

But I never thought that with the news that Chen Zhu had bloody alliance and Lin Qian had bloody washing Chen Cang came at the same time, and his father arrived. His father was already in Yan'an Prefecture. Is it fake to meet Lin Mo and come to persuade me to be true?

On the surface, he was still as usual, and his command was calm and his face remained unchanged. In fact, he was also confused because of his father. One was the family relationship, and the other was the fear in his heart.

Since childhood, he played chess with his father. Apart from deliberately letting him, his father never lost a game.

However, no matter how difficult this road was to be incompatible with his father, he still chose to continue.

He always firmly thought that I, Wanyan Junyin, have already made Lin Qian and Wanyan Yonglian's respective invasions stagnate in Huanqing for three years, and will be longer. In this way, more places in the Jin and Song dynasties were prevented from becoming war zones and helping more people avoid the suffering of displacement.

Say

Chen Zhu had just launched his troops to fight, but suddenly he stopped and retreated. He was both embarrassed and ridiculous, in line with his usual style of work.

"I guess my father has visited Huanqing in person and wants to show his sincerity to incorporate me."

Wanyan Junyin ignored it. After dealing with all military affairs this day, he went to see Lin Sixue's injuries first. Although Wang Zhonghu, who was pursuing the fugitive with her that day, had already been in the battle with his injuries, Sixue had been recuperating at their homes behind, because in his heart, she was always the most innocent and pure little woman who should not be contaminated with blood.

When I pushed the door open, my eyes lit up. I was wearing a red dress, my cicada's hair was like lacquer, my bright eyes were kind and tender and sweet.

"Where does it look like someone who is injured and sick?" He was in a good mood as soon as he saw her, and all his worries were thrown out of the sky. She should have been bored and put on some makeup, successfully covering up the pale face, and her whole body looked radiant. At this moment, she smiled and lay on the pillow, stretching her body, revealing a tender and graceful state: "You are here!"

Only her tone and expression revealed that the little deer was ramming in her heart.

"Who did you learn it? This dress looks very good." He asked with a smile, sitting next to her couch.

"Madam Yan taught me." She replied with a blushing face. Yan Youlin's wife and Feng Xiaoyin are about the same age. Sixue regarded her as a close sister. She often asked her for experience whenever she had something to do. This red dress was also tailor-made for her.

"You...you sit in..." She saw him sitting upright on the outer edge and quickly pulled his sleeves.

It’s rare to have no military affairs on such a good night. Why don’t you hurry up and have fun in the bridal chamber?

"Sixue..." He didn't know whether it was because of excitement or other reasons, slight sweat beads of his forehead, and he clenched his fists and wanted to get close to him, but he would give up.

She saw that he had never taken the initiative and deliberately took off half of his clothes, his shoulders were slightly exposed, and his skin was better than snow. With his pink cheeks, it was really a unique style.

No man could resist this seduction. In the slightly yellow light, he approached her bit by bit, pressed her under her body along with her fall. His faces saw each other clearly, his hearts were approaching unprecedentedly, and the two souls were in a hurry to get together. In a quiet state, her eyes were flowing. In an instant, the thunder of heaven caught fire and earth. He couldn't help but take off her clothes, hoping to pour all his enthusiasm into her body.

She closed her eyes contentedly, waiting to welcome the burst of passion. At this critical moment of tranquility, joy, shyness, and expectation, suddenly all the storms in her body stopped. She suddenly woke up and looked at her in confusion. He was shocked as if he was shocked. At this moment, he woke up like a dream. No, he was staring at her in a fog, with a dead expression on his face, and he paused word by word: "Never! Sixue, we can't! We can't be sorry for our father!"

He said only one inexplicable word, and fled in panic like a loss. She was left lying half naked on the bed, listening to the door that opened and closed, and I don’t know what shame and anger were, and love and hate.

In fact, it can move, but it seems like it is tied up.

Tears are already in my ears, no wonder I feel deaf.
To be continued...