Seeing Murong Feixue and Ran Qingxun die for their love, Helian Bobo abandoned the Hu Xia army and rushed to Feixue's side without caring about the heavy armor.【】
He picked up the dead Murong Feixue and cried bitterly, his cheek pressed against the still warm Murong Feixue's cheek.
"Luo'er, eldest brother has no intention of forcing me to death. Why would you rather die than go back to Huxia with eldest brother?"
Ran Huan, Nangong Yifan and others at the city wall saw his wife and his wife die for their love. Ran Qinghuan, who was kind-hearted, shed tears at the corners of his eyes. He didn't know that Nangong Yifan was his biological brother.
"Third brother, now among us brothers, only the eldest brother is left. Is it true that God wants to kill me, Ran Wei? I want to go down and retrieve their bodies."
"Your Majesty, you can't!" Nangong Wei blocked him from the side.
He scolded Ali when he saw the grieving Helian Bobo holding Murong Feixue in his arms. He was usually very aggressive and murderous. "King, since this woman is already dead, why don't we kill Ran Wei."
Helian Bobo no longer wanted to fight. Before his death, Murong Feixue begged him not to attack Ran Wei because he did not want Feixue to die in peace.
"The order goes down. If Ran Wei is willing to surrender, no soldier in the city is allowed to be harmed."
"Luo'er, this is the last thing that big brother can do for you."
Helian Bobo saw Ran Qingxun next to Murong Feixue. It was this man who made her Luoer leave him. He looked at Ran Qingxun fiercely. Even if this man died, he would never break him into pieces.
Thousands of corpses.
Helian Bobo put down Murong Feixue's body, completely forgetting Murong Feixue's plea, and stood up and pulled out the saber from his waist.
"A person is already dead, but you are so disrespectful to the body of the deceased. Is this the nature of you Huxia people?" Ran Qinghuan on the city wall said angrily.
Helian glanced at Ran Qinghuan, his eyes filled with rage, "If you want to go down and accompany him, I don't mind leading an army to crush your imperial city."
"King of Heaven, the person is dead, don't you think that the princess's soul cannot be freed and suffers from pain?" A cold voice came.
Everyone looked towards the source of the sound, but saw a woman in white clothes and silver hair appearing. This woman was of course Priest Yajan.
After meeting Ya Jiang, Helian Bobo was confused about his relationship with Ran Qingxun. After all, Priest Ya Jiang was very respected in the hearts of the Hu Xia people.
Helian Bobo stopped raising the Hu Xia saber.
"King of heaven, they sacrificed their lives for love, just because they don't want to suffer the pain of separation. The princess and her wish should be in the same quilt as her husband. As long as the princess' wish is fulfilled, the soul can be liberated. Ya Jiang is willing to bless the two of them."
Helian's eyes looked as if he had aged more than ten years, "Just do what the priest wants!"
As night fell, torches were lit outside the city, illuminating the outside as bright as day. Ya Jiang blessed the two of them again, and at this time a white figure appeared on the city wall.
Looking at the bonfire in the distance with sad eyes, this person was Xiao Yunling. After learning that her cousin and cousin-in-law had sacrificed their lives to save the people of Ran Wei, she fainted sadly.
As soon as she woke up, she asked her father to take her to the tower, and played her and her cousin's love song "Han Xue Lian Hun Flute". The sad and desolate whistle made the originally solemn atmosphere even more desolate.
By the end of the song, Xiao Yunling was crying so hard that if it weren't for Xiao Yunxi, she would have wanted to go with her cousin.
"Cousin, Ling'er is here to see you off on your last journey."
On the second day, Ran Qinghuan announced the surrender of Ran Wei for the sake of hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians of Ran Wei. Helian Bobo fulfilled his promise and did not make it difficult for anyone.
Helian Bobo personally witnessed the burial of Murong Feixue and Ran Qingxun. He stayed in front of Feixue's tomb for three days and three nights before leaving.
On the third day after Helian Bobo left, the tombs of Murong Feixue and Ran Qingxun became empty. Of course, their bodies were taken away by Ya Jiang.
The kit Riya Jiang gave to the two of them that day contained two pills that could prevent their bodies from decaying within half a month.
She will use blood sacrifice to summon the two souls within three periods before their consciousness dissipates.
But they saw Murong Feixue and Ran Qingxun lying in a cave. It was relatively hidden here and no one would notice them.
Ya Jiang sat cross-legged above the two of them, first recited a long spell, then cut the fingers of her hands and dripped it between their eyebrows.
As Ya Jiang recited the spell faster and faster, the crystal ball became brighter and brighter, emitting a blue light. Ya Jiang's body became weaker and weaker, and most of the blood in her body had merged into the space between their eyebrows.
Suddenly the crystal ball exploded into fragments. The crystal ball was the soul of the priest. "Poof!" Ya Jiang spat out a large mouthful of blood and fell down.
After a long time, Murong Feixue and Ran Qingxun felt as if they had been having a long dream. Feixue let out a sigh and felt pain on her body. Although the two of them had returned to their souls, the wound was still there, but it was not fatal but still necessary.
Take some rest.
Ran Qingxun was the first to look around vigilantly and found that Priest Ya Jiang was extremely angry and only had one breath left.
Ya Jiang held on until her last breath just because she wanted to say a word to Ran Qingxun. If she wanted to change her life against the will of heaven, she would have to pay the same price, which was her life. The sacrifice of her soul was a taboo for the priests, and the person who cast this spell would
If used, it will not be reincarnated, and it will even fly into ashes and be annihilated.
Ran Qingxun helped Ya Jiang up, knowing that she became like this to save the two of them, "Priest Ya Jiang."
Ya Jiang closed her eyes and reluctantly said a few words. "You are the continuation of the bloodline."
"Priest Yajan!" Yajan only left these words and died of anger.
Ran Qingxun knew that Ya Jiang wanted him to spread his branches and continue the noble bloodline of the Slavic nation.
"Priest Ya Jiang, don't worry, Feixue and I will cherish every day when we can be reincarnated as human beings." The two buried Jiang Ya with grief.
After Murong Feixue's death, Helian Bobo's fighting spirit was restored. About seven years ago, Helian Bobo died of illness.
Three years later, a palace coup occurred because Helianbobo's youngest son Helianchang launched a civil strife in an attempt to seize the throne of his elder brother Heliangui. The Tuoba clan of Xianbei in the Northern Wei Dynasty took the opportunity to capture Hu Xia, and Hu Xia was destroyed. This was the last dynasty of the Xiongnu.
After the collapse, the Northern Wei unified the Five Hus.
Xiao Yunling felt that it was best for the child to stay with her cousin. He once had a child who was indirectly killed by her, and she always blamed herself. She was happy to see her cousin's family reunited, and she felt that all the feelings in the world were indifferent.
Finally, he took Xiao Xin to become a monk.
Screen one:
On the vast prairie, the horizon was dyed with red clouds. A year-old woman stood at the door of the felt tent, looking at the heroic man galloping on the vast prairie in the distance, holding a four-year-old boy in her arms.
"Brother Luo, Rui'er, the food is ready."
Luo Yin got off his horse, hugged his son and scolded Qian Rui.
With a silly smile on his face, "Ke'er, thank you for your hard work!"
The family of three lived in harmony, without the smoke of the battlefield, only the happiness of the most ordinary people.
Screen two:
In a certain place with fairyland and beautiful water, the divine eagle feathers were hovering in the sky. Deep in the courtyard, there was an extremely beautiful little girl, about eleven or twelve years old, stretching out her hands to fiddle with her hair in a daze.
A handsome young man of similar age walked behind her and quietly came to her, "Sister Yun'er, what are you thinking about so lost in thought?"
Ran Yunxi glanced at Shangguan Zhanpeng, "I'm thinking that when I grow up, I can leave this valley and go out to work."
The young man looked stubborn and said, "No, Sister Yun'er can't leave the valley. My mother said that Sister Yun'er will be my mother in the future. Your mother has already agreed with my mother."
Ran Yunxi looked unhappy, "Although I want to marry you, I want to marry a hero."
Shangguan Zhan Peng raised his smile and said, "Sister Yun, don't worry. When Zhan Peng grows up, he will conquer the world and give it to my sister as a betrothal gift!"
In Yi Mo's arms was a little boy about five years old with silver hair and amber eyes, who was exactly the same as Ran Qingxun. She had been listening to the two talking for a long time.
"Peng'er, it's a good thing to be ambitious. It's too dangerous outside. You are the only bloodline of the Shangguan family. Mother only hopes that you can live your life in peace."
"Peng'er knows, and I will follow my mother's teachings!"
Xiao Yunxi also bowed respectfully, "Aunt Yimo, is brother Zheng'er being naughty again?"
Yi Mo looked at the three children in the yard and said, "Okay, I will take you to Merlin to find your father and mother.
Screen three:
In the vast plum forest and sea of snow, Murong Feixue is dressed in white and plain snow. She is painted on an animal felt. She puts the guqin in front of her and plays the melodious and graceful music with her jade-like hands.
Ran Qingxun wore a white robe and held a jade flute in her hand, blowing it away softly, playing the piano and flute together, which was very pleasant. The two of them were as beautiful as ever, and the years seemed to have left no trace on their faces.
After the song was played, Yimo came with several children and called: "Master!"
Feixue raised her eyes to the child in Yi Mo's arms, stood up and stretched out her arms to hug her youngest son Ran Yunzheng, their real Zheng'er.
"Our Zheng'er is so well-behaved.
Xiao Yunxi deliberately said playfully: "Mom, the one who loves me the most is brother Zheng'er."
"Yun'er, you two are both my mother's children, and you love me equally."
Ran Qingxun put down the jade flute in her hand and took the zhenger from Fei Xue's hand, "Xue, don't forget, there is another one in your belly?"
Ran Qingxun patted her daughter's head lovingly, "Yun'er, if you start to be jealous now, you will have many younger brothers and sisters in the future, and you will fall into a jealous vat."
Murong Feixue didn't say anything, she just smiled. Such a peaceful and happy life was what they wanted.
The two have white hair and equal eyebrows and have been in love for hundreds of years, and the family lives happily together with Le Ankang.