Chapter four hundred and eighty fifth hate parting
"But, but this is not fair to the lady.? W w? W?.?" Zhuer felt painful.
Yang Liuyan stroked Zhu Er's bun and chuckled: "What's unfair? Even if God treats me unfairly, I don't know how much better I am in front of him. I should be content. This is the only thing I can do."
"Miss, since you like him so much, can't you..." Pearl was speechless and was speechless.
"I know what you are going to say. Ordinary people may have nothing to do with it. It's just that I was born in Zongbo's house. As the eldest daughter in the clan, I must also be a eldest wife. There are no exceptions except the emperor. I cannot be a concubine. Besides, there are us
People may not be willing to be so self-proclaimed." After saying that, Yang Liuyan sighed softly.
"That's right, looking at the way he bows and doesn't even have the slightest hint of joy or surprise on his face, huh, he's a heartless person."
Yang Liuyan smiled slightly and said: "What's wrong with me? It's just my wishful thinking. It's fine that you and I know these words. Don't tell my wife, do you understand?"
"Yes, Pearl remembers."
Zhu'er helped Yang Liuyan stand up, Yang Liuyan coughed lightly, her beautiful eyebrows relaxed, but her heart was wrinkled, just like the long bow she had just made for Zhang Zeliu, she felt particularly sad when she saw it in her eyes.
As he thought about it, a hint of shyness came from the sad place, thinking that maybe it was wishful thinking. It turned out that in Li Luo's heart, he was always different, but the shyness that just appeared was submerged in the endless melancholy.
, so what if they are different.
"General, was Zongbo Yang Wanli's beloved daughter just now?"
"yes."
"They seem to be specially waiting for the general."
"Oh." Li Luo responded lightly, glanced at the distance, frowned slightly, and then opened his eyebrows again, "She seems to be engaged to Mr. Zhang's eldest son, what can Brother Zhai see?"
Zhai Liaoyu glanced at Li Luo. Li Luo's expression was cold, showing no signs of joy or anger. He then said, "That's not true."
"Let's go." Li Luo slapped his horse and rode first, leaving the city.
Outside Zhuo City, seventy miles away.
The rain became heavier and heavier, and the generals were afraid that their horses would get cold, so they had to find a shabby shed beside the road to take shelter from the rain until the rain subsided before leaving.
The pavilion was very large, and the war horses were tied to one side. Everyone sat casually under the grass eaves, and the soldiers of the Yongzhu camp took out dry food and distributed it to everyone.
Under the rain curtain, the sky and the earth were silent, everything was clear, and the whispers of a few soldiers could be heard clearly.
Li Luo looked at the vast rain and mist, motionless for a long time. Zhu Zhi was about to call out, but suddenly Li Luo slowly walked to the front of the horse, took Guilun's hand, stroked it gently, and walked out of the house, standing in the rain curtain.
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Zhu Zhi opened his mouth to speak out, but Zhai Liao whispered: "Don't make any sound."
Guineng swung his spear, breaking through a few drops of rainwater, and slowly moved around Li Luo's body. The shadow of the gun swept past, and the thin raindrops jumped briskly, chasing the gun body, and refused to fall to the ground for a long time.
Slowly, the gun body was covered with a layer of looming white mist, but it was different from the mist in the rain, and seemed to be whiter.
Guiluan danced faster and faster, gradually cutting out a circle of heaven and earth around Li Luo, completely round and without a trace, and surrounded Li Luo in a vast expanse of white.
The tip of the spear drew out, and a silver line appeared in the white mist. Everyone under the shed was attracted by Li Luo's spear technique and stared with bated breath.
The mist was thick, and I don't know if it was gathered by Li Luo's sorrowful thoughts, as if it was going to overwhelm the cave sky. Whenever there was no trace of the figure, the tip of the spear would always send out a cold light slowly and slowly to force the mist away.
The gun body jumped suddenly, and the tip of the gun was as fast as a meteor passing through the sky. It seemed a bit strange and unpredictable in its aloofness, but at the moment of being possessed, a quiet and peaceful momentum emerged, and the world turned around. At that time, it seemed as if it was at your fingertips. It seemed that the yin and yang between heaven and earth were in harmony, and good and evil were accompanying each other.
When he is murderous, he still has a little compassion. When he wants to surrender without fighting, he is also ready to kill. He is domineering but not weak in deceit. He may be the master of marksmanship that Shen Xiangdong said when he first entered Xifu. That's it.
Zhai Liaoyu whispered: "What kind of marksmanship did the general use?"
Zhu Zhi glanced at everyone, shook his head and said: "General, I have rarely seen a general dancing with a spear in the army. I have seen the general's marksmanship on the battlefield, but I have never heard of where the general's marksmanship came from."
"Oh, this gun looks extraordinary. It seems familiar."
Zhu Zhi smiled slightly and said: "The name of this gun is Guilin Madness, and it was brought out of the palace by Ni Qing."
"The residual businessman is guilty of crazy gun?" Zhai Liaoyu asked in surprise.
"Exactly."
Zhai Liaoyu's expression was solemn. He had also heard about this spear. It was not for other reasons. It was just that this gun was said to be an unknown object and he did not want to see it in Li Luo's palm today.
The force of the Guilty Crazy Gun suddenly changed, and an air of depression and madness that filled the place spread out through the white fog. The originally stagnant roundness fell apart in the blink of an eye. The Guilin Crazy Gun followed Li Luo and seemed to be trying to blow away the rain and fog here. , time and space all exploded.
Seeing the body of the gun but not the tip, the body of the gun became increasingly bluish-white, as if it was a little brighter.
At this moment, Leng Bing's eyes froze and he scolded in a low voice: "Good marksmanship. Rain and fog don't get close to me. This marksmanship should be given a name."
Everyone looked over with cold eyes and took a breath of cold air.
The rain was still falling, but not a single drop fell to the ground within three feet of Li Luo. Looking at the top of Li Luo's head, the rain had accumulated an inch of water curtain, with little ripples, like a sky lake floating in the sky, reflected in the sky. spring chill.
At first there seemed to be some dissatisfaction, just wanting to fall on Li Luo, but at this moment he seemed to be resigned to his fate, drifting without roots, without any brilliant colors, only the sorrow and worry that could not be purified and the path was unclear.
As the water gradually accumulated, I avoided the crazy gun and slid down secretly.
Under the water, Li Luo indulged himself in it, seeming to be laughing, seeming to be crying, and seeming to have no expression on his face, but it was just blocked by the phantom blooming from the disturbed cave sky, preventing others from seeing it.
After a long time, the shadow of the gun was withdrawn, and all the methods were unified. At this moment, Li Luo stood quietly on the spot with the long gun on his back. The rainwater floating in the air seemed to be stunned for a while, waiting for Li Luo to look up, and then the panic poured out. Li Luo's face and clothes were wet.
Li Luo closed his eyes and let the rain sweep over his face, but he didn't know what the rain washed away.
In a daze, for a moment, the sound of rain, fog, and wind here stagnated, and the heaven and earth fell silent for a while, then slowly started to move again.
Zhu Zhi raised his voice and called out: "General, don't catch a cold."
Li Luo turned around slightly, glanced at the people under the shed, was stunned for a moment, then smiled, sweeping away the spring rain and cold evening, feeling extra warm.
Li Luo ducked in, shook the rain off his body, and said with a smile: "The rain is still a bit cold. Let's wait until the rain subsides and then hurry up. There may be icefall at night. Zhu Zhi, ask the soldiers in the camp to put on more clothes." , don’t get cold, and take good care of your war horses.”
"General, I will obey the order." Zhu Zhi responded. The generals were relatively good, as they were all masters of internal strength. It would be inappropriate if the horses got cold.
Li Luo said a few words, his expression now as indifferent as before, as if he had forgotten that he was dancing with a gun in the rain just now.
Leng Bing looked at Li Luo and asked coldly: "His marksmanship is very good."
Li Luo smiled warmly, and there were not many people in the world who had martial arts skills that could elicit cold and kind words.
"General, does this shooting technique have a name?"
"What do you think, Brother Zhai?"
"It's amazing. This kind of marksmanship is something Zhai has never heard of, but..." Zhai Liao paused slightly, glanced at Li Luo, and stopped talking.
Li Luo laughed and said: "It's just a bit more feminine, more like the martial arts of my daughter's family."
Zhai Liaoyu's face turned red and he smiled awkwardly, only to hear Chu Ying'er beside him snort coldly.
Li Luo smiled slightly, with a gentle expression. He looked at Guilun Crazy Gun as if looking at autumn water, and said softly: "The marksmanship was taught by Mr. Shen. It was called hate back then, but it is called hate today." Li Luo raised his head and took a look, but he was gone. Zhuo Cheng took a breath and said, "It's time to call it a bitter farewell."
Everyone looked at Li Luo with such an expression of pity for the vicissitudes of life. They knew that Li Luo's special farewell must be buried in the city behind him, but they couldn't guess who and what happened. (To be continued.)