"The record of Hong Taizu left on the stone wall now seems to be true. I have told you that you will prevent problems before they happen, and that if you save you and your side, the lives of countless people under your command, will be saved.
...This is the first price I paid."
"I will still write a letter to Jingtai, asking him to abandon his country, abandon his throne, abstain from power, and abandon his troops! He will listen to me, and from then on he will not be the noble emperor anymore, he is just an ordinary person, and he will not and cannot do so.
It will cause some harm to you, and I will also give you the 60,000 Jinxiulang military talisman to you and govern it... This is my second price."
The first price is nothing. After all, it is not worth mentioning any amazing secret. However, the second price offered by Yanding is amazing enough. Gu Zhaojun, Alihan and others looked at each other.
Yan Ding's words were not finished: "In addition, now the Shengfan is just in chaos on the plains, but in another two or three years, when the sea approaches and they feel more dangerous, even if they instinctively resist the high ground, they are afraid.
Will move towards the plateau... How can you resist at that time? There are not many soldiers in Tubo. Uighurs, Shamin, and your Nanhuo, who was not seriously injured in the chaos in the previous battle, and they were blocked
Do you live in a water-like life? But don't worry, I will pass on you a method of sacrifice and refining... the source of the waterlogging epidemic and the method of making antidotes. My body is much stronger than Youli.
It is not only much more powerful, but also much faster. The method of refining corpses is a bit complicated and the requirements for matching medicinal materials are not low, but you can find a rough idea on this island.
As soon as you return to the voyage, you can start refining corpses. After a few months, you will be able to refine the source of waterlogging and poison. Refining my body into a source of waterlogging and poison is my third one.
Price."
This time, Song Yang's face also changed. Whether it was withdrawing his relatives to the plateau or defending the plateau before the tsunami, he had to face endless life-and-death rush. If he could take the waterlogging epidemic in his hands, he would undoubtedly be
Just wait if you have the chance of winning.
And the national teacher offered this third price to save his son.
He had already guessed that after the destruction of the two armies on the plateau, Jingtai would garrison Dayan and coexist with the country, and now he had missed the opportunity to retreat. It is not difficult to imagine that the entire Dayan has now fallen into a catastrophe of life, even Jinxiulang
There is no way to protect him from the siege.
It is not just the question of Song Yang's willingness to rescue Jingtai. Even if Song Yang agreed to rescue Jingtai, he had to fight from the coast to Jingcheng first, and then fight all the way from Jingcheng to the plateau. If there is no waterlogging, just rely on the
The power in Song Yang's hands is afraid that it will be difficult to move forward.
Even when he was about to die, it was related to the safety of the child, Yan Ding was still considerate.
Being a father, you will never hesitate to die, or even waste your body after death, so that you will never rest in peace forever, just to give your children a glimmer of hope.
"These three prices are everything I can take out, I only ask you..."
Before Yan Ding finished speaking, Song Yang nodded: "I promise you that you will go to rescue Jingtai when you return to Zhongtu. As long as he is still alive, I will keep him safe for his life."
"We must also protect him from being bullied by others." The national teacher added anxiously, his son was too angry and could not stand being bullied by others.
Even though Song Yang hated Yan Ding to the core, he would no longer care about his old father's deep pity for his son.
What's more, Amber's hatred, Song Yang's hatred, porcelain doll's hatred... The big hatred of everyone around him is all due to the national teacher, and everything will be done if he dies; what's more, Yanding's last three-point price was paid to save him.
After that, he saved everyone's life. This is the price for his child to live, but from another perspective, it is also a kindness to everyone!
"No one can bully him." Song Yang nodded again: "Also, after the catastrophe of life, I will bury you deeply and bury you, and then ask Buddhist masters to do some salvation. This life has disappeared. I hope you can have a happy life in the next life...
...There are really people in the afterlife."
Yanding smiled and ignored the saying of the next life: "I once made Youli into a waterlogging epidemic, and I became a source of poison in the future. Haha, this retribution is really accurate... Listen to it carefully, I want to refine it.
The corpse method is thought of with you."
He only said it once, Song Yang himself could not remember it, but there were two masters of Amber and Hua Xiaofei, who were both great masters of the same school, and later confirmed and compensated each other, which was enough to successfully refine the source of the waterlogged epidemic, and follow someone to cover the heavy rain.
When Yanding took the paper and pen, he trembled with one hand and his handwriting was crooked, but he still refused to pretend to others and must write this letter with his own hands.
In the letter, he did not hide the news of his death, but did not say that he was beaten to death. Instead, he told his son that his life was over and he was sleeping after his old age. Before his death, he solved the misunderstanding with Song Yang and others.
After most of the letter, Yanding suddenly looked up at Song Yang. The peerless master said nothing more than a little bit of care and asked, "Do you know, in this life, are the two things that I have done the most awesome things I have done?
?First, I have a son; Second, I didn't even look at the astrological signs, and I slapped my forehead and said, "The Demon Stars in the chaotic times on the seventh day of the fifth month, but my words came true. This is better than the Emperor Master of the Great Hong and the disciples of the Tongzong.
It's much stronger, haha...haha..."
Before the laughter ended, Yanding's eyes dissipated. The brush in his hand fell, fell on the letter paper, and was bounced to the ground full of water. A few inks dizzy, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, without a trace.
Hua Xiaofei leaned on the ground, knelt in front of Yanding and cried loudly.
Song Yang let out a long sigh, not heavy, but it was not as relaxed as he imagined. He turned around and faced the direction of Middle Earth, You Li buried himself, and kowtowed seriously, and wanted to say something to him, but
For a moment, I didn't know what to say... I suddenly wanted to cry, sobbed and burst into tears. I burst into tears and burst into tears.
... The matter of the island was settled, and it took more than ten days to delay. Song Yang and others collected the herbs for refining waterlogged and antidotes from the island. The Huo Daoist set a fire, as if it was in Qingyang City.
A red smoky cloud rolled into the sky. The big ship parked in the distance saw the signal and drove over to pick up everyone and returned to Middle Earth.
Before leaving, Suhang and the Red-faced Chiefs explained that in a few years, the sea would come from the east, and the island would be lost. The Chiefs disagreed and gestured that all his tribe members would be well-watered and could not be drowned.
No one was willing to follow the advice to leave the island. Su Hang was stunned, and Song Yang smiled at her and said, "You can't do it, look at me."
Following Song Yang to the chief, he gestured for a while, but he was talking about how rich Middle Earth and how beautiful women were. One meal was stewed from breakfast, and even the bowl of water was made of iron... Sure enough,
The chief, who was extremely good, showed his yearning.
Suzhou and Hangzhou's "coercion" was invalid, Song Yang was very powerful and the chief agreed to move, and the two sides agreed that after Song Yang arrived in Zhongtu, the big ship would return to the voyage, and traveled between the small island and the Nanhuang port, specializing in picking up and dropping off local people.
For the purpose of this, there will be a dedicated person in the Southern Wilderness to welcome the indigenous people at that time. Fortunately, the indigenous people on the island are not large tribes and have a limited population. They will be picked up after a few trips of large ships.
When you come, you will travel in the opposite direction, and when you return, you will be on the verge of the big ship rides the wind and waves, and the speed is more than twice as fast as you come.
During the voyage, Hua Xiaofei's injuries recovered a little. In addition to helping Song Yang, amber refines the corpse of the swallow-top, and sits on a high mast to watch the sea view. The old man like a lion did not face Song Yang as he imagined.
The others hated them to the core. Although they didn't smile too much at them, they were definitely not enemies.
He is an open-minded person.
When he was a child, he regarded Yanding as his master, and when he grew up, he regarded the national teacher as his friend. He could die with one word for Yanding, but... he didn't owe Yanding anything.
Hua Xiaofei didn't think about revenge. The last thing she had to do was just Yanding's instructions before her death, and brought the letter to Jingtai, protecting this crazy emperor during her lifetime and protecting him from bullying. So.
The mast swayed slightly, and Song Yang also climbed up, sat next to Hua Xiaofei, and shook a small wine jar in his hand: "Do you drink it?"
Hua Xiaofei took it, took a sip and turned red, and coughed loudly. Song Yang was stunned: "Don't you drink?"
Unexpectedly, a person who looks so majestic and bold in love cannot drink, and he almost coughs down from the mast in one sip.
After coughing for a long time, Hua Xiaofei finally calmed down her breath: "I have never understood what wine is good for. It smells smelly and spicy, so it is not as delicious as rose dew."
Song Yang laughed, and the two chatted casually. As they were talking, Song Yang suddenly remembered something: "Jingtai is really the son of Yanding? With Yanding's situation... in theory... this..."
"Didn't you just want to say that he is rotten and can't have sex with a woman?" Hua Xiaofei smiled and said, "But don't forget that he was poisoned when he was fifteen years old, and then he fell into festering all over. Before, he was a
The fresh and living boy! Jingtai came from before he was poisoned."
Yanding is from an extraordinary background and is the most beloved seven sons of Emperor Kangping of Yan. He has great hope of inheriting the throne when he grows up. As a result, he was killed and planted with a strange poison. He was no longer helpful, but there are also experts in the palace who have been wandering around.
He found the Amber brother and sister to help save the person. Later, although Yan Ding saved his life, how could a person whose body was always festering and healing and whose face could not be exposed to others?
From a noble prince to an iron-faced man with nothing, Yan Ding's loss can be imagined. You should know that although his heart is extraordinary, he was just a teenager at that time. After all, he was lost.
When he becomes more and more confused about old things. When he has achieved some success in his studies and can temporarily leave the master's sect, Yanding takes Hua Xiaofei to see his old friend.
The young man will always cause a few romantic events among the people. These are the secrets in the hearts of the seventh prince. No one knows except the loyal Hua Xiaofei. Even those who secretly agree to him and have a few degrees of wind with him.
The pretty girl didn't know his true identity.
Yan Ding went to see a girl he once liked the most. He originally wanted to take a look and leave quietly, but unexpectedly he found that she was crazy and was still with this little kid.
The matter was soon found out. The seventh prince's several times of joy when he was not poisoned, and the girl's beaded fetus was secretly knotted.
Unmarried pregnancy, a great insult to family style, the woman was expelled and could not find Yanding again, and since then she went crazy and wandered on the streets. The mother was dysfunctional when she was in a fetus, and the fetus was also affected. Although she was healthy after birth, her temper was better than that of ordinary people.
Much crazy.
Yan Ding found that he had a son in the world. How could he express his ecstasy in words?
What happened next was like the secrets he heard when he was working in the palace with Song Yang and others.
Yanding was killed by the eldest prince back then. Not only did he not die, he also learned a powerful skill. The eldest prince who had ascended the throne had planted a powerful poison by him. The two reached an agreement that the eldest prince would only be the emperor of this life.
After death, he will return to Yanding's son.
Looking back now, after Jingtai ascended the throne, he often killed people crazily. Yanding not only ignored the situation but also indulged it. In addition to the father's spoiling of his children, he should also feel guilty.
After saying the past, Hua Xiaofei shook her legs and laughed: "Look, it's not easy for anyone to live, it's better to be like me. I will listen to others' orders all my life, and don't have to think about myself and worry about myself."
Song Yang didn't say anything, but just smiled and drank his wine.
After sitting for a while, Hua Xiaofei had no intention of going down. Captain Ren rolled up his sleeves, left a pair of lotus root-like forearms, waved his hand on the deck and shouted to Song Yang: "Eat..."
Song Yang happily slipped off the mast. When Gu Zhaojun heard about his meal, he hurried into the cabin with Nan Rong, and it was almost time to use his light skills. Song Yang couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't always take Nan Rong, eat."
When I hold chopsticks in my hand, I pick up whatever I want to eat, which is much more comfortable than feeding others."
Gu Zhaojun's smile was indifferent: "My hands will not be taken out easily. If you want to see my hands... it will be dead."
"Isn't it just six fingers on the left hand? There's no need..." Before Song Yang finished speaking, Gu Zhaojun seemed to be stepping on his tail. His old face was shocked, angry and anxious. He seemed to want to reach out to cover Song Yang's mouth.
But hesitated a little and didn't want to take out his hand. In the end, he stamped his feet and gritted his teeth: "How could you know?!"
During the last hard battle on the stone screen of the island, the sharp sound of the dragon bird breaking like a cone, which was harsh and heart-wrenching. Everyone couldn't help but reach out to cover their ears. Gu Zhaojun's habit of hiding his hands for the rest of his life has never been able to resist the physical reaction instinct.
He took out his hands to block his ears. He stood at the right angle and was looked at by Song Yang.
The only thing that makes a pair of hands very good is that Gu Zhaojun's left hand has six fingers.
Gu Zhaojun's face turned red and white. Song Yang didn't know why he was so happy and asked him happily: "It's no big deal, there's no need to hide it."
Gu Zhaojun couldn't hide his anger: "When I was a child, everyone would laugh at me when they saw it, which made me unhappy. Then I hid it and gradually got used to it."
Song Yang has many questions: "There is no need to hide your hands, just put your left hand in your sleeve."
Gu Zhaojun sneered: "Hidding one hand seems to be disabled, and not showing both hands is unfathomable. Anyone will think that if I expose my hands, it will be a desperate blow."
"Yes, show your left hand and six fingers to scare them to death!" Speaking of this, Song Yang finally couldn't help laughing. After laughing a few times, he saw that Lao Gu looked at him with bad eyes, so he hurriedly hugged his shoulder: "
Don't worry, I won't say anything. Let Nanrong feed you!"
There is a chef who specializes in cooking on the boat, but recently Princess Xuanji has made some mistakes and is very enthusiastic about cooking. In the past few days, there are two stoves for each meal. The chef is made by the chef, and the princess is specially for Song.
Yang, Sanjie, Humber and others cooked by themselves. Hou was peaceful and almost never made special things in the fiefdom or in the army. However, the princess made a small kitchen for him, so it was difficult for him to pour her cold water on her and go down to the cabin.
The inside took Gu Zhaojun to his table: "Come on, come on, eat here."
Old Gu seemed to have a trembling sound and shook his head: "I can't get used to your table, so I respect you Bumin."
On Song Yang's table, seven or eight dishes were placed, but they were all dark and could not tell what was contained in the plate... The little captain knew it himself and laughed: "I specially designed it today.
Add less salt, not as salty as yesterday.”
Gu Zhaojun shook his head seriously: "It doesn't have much to do with adding salt."
I really don't know that everyone can eat the food. Fortunately, Song Yang, Churong and Suhang didn't care. They picked up the chopsticks and ate it. They were eating half of it, and Amber sat over with the food served from the big stove.
, looked at Song Yang, looked at the three wives, and smiled at Song Yang: "When I go to the plateau, I will get the wedding... I don't think I'm so troublesome, I will bring that porcelain doll, Sixi
To be unified, it's good."
The princess lowered her head and looked at her with one eye; the princess blushed and did not dare to say anything; Su Hang smiled, it was rare, and there was a little embarrassment in her eyes.
In Middle Earth, a man with three wives and four concubines is a normal thing. Whether it is a princess or a princess, although he has never said anything, a monster like Song Yang will not have only one woman, let alone the other two...
...They both of them have already prepared themselves.
Suhang has a lifetime more than them, from the 'a previous life a thousand years later'. It is difficult to accept the convention of this generation, but Xiaohu, Churong, and that porcelain doll. Without them, there will be no current one.
Song Yang, from peaceful and prosperous times to chaotic times to the end of Middle-earth, was accompanied by the friendship that had been around.
Su Hang of course knew that Song Yang did not recognize this world, he only recognized a few people around him. Since that is the case, there is nothing to say, he is always my son's father.
The little captain put down his bowl and coughed gently, with a worried look on his face: "It's okay, I just worry about the sister of the Xie family. Her body cannot be permanent on the plateau, but in the future... I can only
I live on the plateau, I’m afraid there will be something wrong.”
Amber, a disrespectful guy, giggled when he heard this: "Do you tell me that the classic "Extraordinary Tao" I passed down is ordinary kung fu? Xie Waer is just a little congenital weak. After marriage, I will be with my son for a while. I guarantee that
White and red.”
There were four juniors at a table. When she heard her mention dual cultivation directly, no one knew what to say. They all buried their heads in eating. For a moment, the spoons hit the bowls and plates, and the jingle sounded like a piece.
... Calculate the time, the national sect has been out of the sea for a year and a half. The former glorious big Yan is now full of scars and no more west. The two armies of the north are returning to help. The Yan people can't resist the storm of Shengfan. Now they are alive.
The French army had already broken down and entered the most prosperous middle and eastern part of Yan State, causing endless killings.
The country no longer exists, only a few scattered lonely cities are still making the final resistance. Jingcheng is one of them.
In the capital, no matter the city is strong, material reserves and defensive power, they are much stronger than other cities, not to mention that there are 60,000 Jinxiulang to help the battle, so Jingcheng can still hold on for a while. Now no ministers have advised Jingtai to move the capital.
There is nowhere to move, and there is no way to escape.
Standing at the top of the city and looking out, endlessly fierce and fierce; hiding in the city, even if it blocks its ears, it cannot stop the monsters outside from roaring around the night... Jingtai sat in the study with no expression on his face
It seemed like he was thinking about something, but he knew in his heart that he was thinking nothing at all, just numb, only numbness.
Suddenly, the little bug hurriedly came in from outside, holding a letter from the bird with both hands: "Long live, happy, Master Hua passes the letter!"
Jingtai got up so anxious that he staggered and almost tripped by the table foot, but he hurriedly grabbed Que Shu reading without waiting for his standing. Hua Xiaofei did not mention anything else in the letter, but only provided antidote for the waterlogging epidemic.
Jingtai immediately arranged the formula, transported the medicinal materials and summoned the doctors to prepare the medicine according to the prescription and distributed it to the whole city for taking.
Jingcheng has abundant reserves, and it was the location of Yanding Old Nest Dalei Audio Platform. There are a large number of reserves of any kind of medicinal materials. Jingtai immediately issued an order with the instructions of Que Shu. It took more than 20 days to make medicine and distribute it.
Take it all over the city, and then ignited the beacon to send out a signal.
More than ten days later, the sky was covered with dark clouds. After brewing, the rain fell with a muffled thunder.
What was that scene? The boundless Shengfan was roaring and charging towards Gaocheng. Suddenly someone started coughing, falling to the ground with a cough. His body repeatedly bowed, stretched, and coughed loudly from the beginning.
Later, the silent convulsions were twitching, and finally a mouthful of blood was sprayed out, and it never moved again.
One birth, ten birth, thousand births...all births, coughing, falling to the ground, shaking, and squirting blood and dying!
The endless monster turned into endless corpses.
Only in a few hours.
A terrible plague that swept through everything.
The rain is not heavy, and the bloody smell cannot be washed away.
In the distance of Jingcheng, Hua Xiaofei said to Song Yang: "You are here to wait, I will talk to Jingtai." After that, he took out a gold medal from his arms and rode his horse toward Jingcheng. Song Yang took the Yan on his side
The poisonous corpse I was retrieved and I took some treatment and carefully kept it.
Two days later, the gate of Jingcheng opened wide, and the last doubts of Song Yang and others finally dissipated. The one who had been crazy and killed from the womb, and had been doing his own arbitrary life. In recent years, he began to seriously want to be a hero.
The wise Emperor Jingtai actually followed his father's advice and abandoned the Nine Dragon throne that millions of people coveted.
No one knows his son better than his father. Yanding’s promise before his death was indeed certain.
Jingtai may be crazy, but he is really obedient when he listens to his father.
...Relying on the protection of Yanding, the people in the Nanli valley, the soldiers and civilians of Yanjing City and countless Han people who survived the catastrophe successfully set up the passageway and retreated to the plateau safely; they naturally followed Song Yang's advice from the east.
The Uighurs and Sha people also made huge migrations and went to the plateau south.
Originally, Song Yang was chanting the six words "International Humanitarianism" and found a way to send a letter to the Quanrong tribe deep in the grassland, informing him that the disaster was approaching, and asked the Da Shanyu to lead his troops to the plateau. However, the Quanrong wolf was cunning and suspicious, and he was also very ignorant and suspicious.
Tao is a trick to lure the enemy, and it was too late to understand that what Song Yang said was not false.
Still the protection of Yanding, the tribes on the plateau blocked Shengfan's attack on the plateau.
In the blink of an eye, the vast country of thousands of miles has become an endless sea border, and only the plateaus in the Middle Earth world... Today, there is a name for the ri Zi: You Li Di Ji.
You Li's tomb was moved out of Nanli by Song Yang and moved to the plateau.
Not only Song Yang's family, but also the Nanli royal family, Shamin leader, Uighur nobles and important existing Tubo figures were also present in front of the grave.
This is famous. If it weren't for Song Yang, what about Uighurs Nanli, let alone whether he could beat Yan people, at least he would not be able to escape the fate of being swallowed by the sea. Yanding did not have that kindness and would cause disaster.
Notify the enemy country of what is happening.
Song Yang shouted and killed all the way, and fought with Yanding endlessly. In the final analysis, it was just for You Li to avenge him. So Song Yang's uncle became everyone's life-saving benefactor... In fact, it was Song Yang's power and strength.
They are all too strong, and he pays homage to his relatives, and everyone has to give face and join in the fun.
When everyone meets, there is a big excitement. After all, it is a real emperor. I always have the awareness of enriching the country and strengthening the people and planning for future generations. After a few words, I pulled the topic into the main text and said to Song Yang: "Wait for the flood."
After retreating...you don't want the grassland?"
Song Yang coughed and laughed: "No, but Dongtu..."
Before he could finish speaking, he shook his head and smiled, "You are a Han Chinese, so I won't think about the places where Han Chinese are now."
It’s not that he is not greedy in the East, but that this battle cannot be fought at all. To be honest, Song Yang is the benefactor of the entire Uighur tribe. Even if the Khan really wants to take advantage of the catastrophe to open up the territory and create great achievements, his subordinates
The soldiers may not be willing to go to war with Song Yang, not to mention that Song Yang has the Yan soldiers and the support of Tubo vassal lords. There is also a South Fire that was wade through life and death. What's more, the flood retreated and was annihilated.
It takes decades to recover from life at the fastest time. Now there is nothing to be said. Does Hou think that although Fukuhara is still young, he is extremely smart and will be a wise king in the future."
Song Yang smiled: "The Han people must be governed by the Han people, and this weight will never be wrong."
Since we mentioned the world, we just asked the whole question: "What about Tubo?"
Without Song Yang's words, another prime minister, Mr. Hu, smiled proudly: "Tubo has its own wise ruler, and is growing up healthily. This matter is not strictly a matter of Khan's concern." When he spoke, the old man couldn't help but glance at him.
To your own baby son.
The little baby grape in the past has now grown into a pretty boy. He follows Master Yunding, with a calm smile on his face and is receiving worship and blessings from his believers. First, the troubled times came, and then the great disaster came, the great living Buddha and spiritual child of Tantric Buddhism
After a sudden death, no one in charge of the Plateau Buddha Sect, and Genting's profound law and compassionate support from the world, he received the full support of Song Yang, Motuo and others. His Domain Sect gradually grew on the Plateau and his reputation gradually increased.
He has become the leader of the Plateau Tantra, and Xiao Grao has long been a disciple of his master. He is a sure-minded descendant and will definitely inherit the mantle of Yunding in the future.
The messy world seems to be divided in a mess. As for the specific situation... the flood recedes and the emergence of Middle-earth is decades later. There is really no need to be pretentious now. There is a 'world' for sharing.
At that time, I don’t know how many people are still alive now.
After a while, the time had come. The heads of Amber and Song Yang, everyone worshipped You Li in turn. There was no need to say much about solemnity and solemnity. After the sacrifice, there was another program, and I saw five or six little kids running around.
He walked out of the crowd hand in hand and came to Youli's tomb. The one who was in charge was Xiao Xiaosu. Hou Simei returned together, but she has not been idle on the plateau in recent years. She did not have pregnancy, and did pregnancy but not dual cultivation.
Song Yang doesn't have to practice martial arts at all times... It is worth mentioning that the children have four surnames, Song, Ren, Xie, Fu, except Suhang, the other three wives all hope that the first boy can
Following the surname of the ancestor, the incense at home was gone, and they couldn't bear to grow up first and then they broke their roots. The porcelain dolls were particularly greedy and wanted to continue the next incense for the Fu family. Song Yang simply agreed to this.
The children's four mothers also lined up, standing behind Song Yang, looking at the children with a smile. The tsunami invaded the world was abnormal. In addition, the weather on the plateau was not good, and the skin was sharpened, and the delicate beauty was
If you stay on the plateau for a short time, you will become thick and dark, but the four of them are not affected. They are even younger than when they first went to the plateau. They are all white and red, and they are extremely pink and tender.
This "fairy fruit" thing is not something outsiders can tell you, but I can't stand the begging of a few good sisters. I don't know when this secret magic skill was spread, and Miss Axia also became red in lips and white in teeth and became more beautiful.
The practice of setting up the Khan's heart was even more firm.
There is also Li Hongyi, who is as beautiful as a flower. She holds Zhuge Xiaoyu in her hands, and she doesn't have to cover up and is entangled.
Xiao Jiuer is not so lucky. She is still a virgin daughter's house. Even if she finds magical skills, she can't practice it. However, several big wives have been discussing recently that this little girl has served Song Yang for many years and has a very deep relationship.
It is understandable to include her in. At that time, I will ask Changchun Hou to teach her personally.
Several little kids were queuing up, lined up from big to small, and this time they wanted to sing a song for their uncle. For this reason, Suzhou and Hangzhou trained for more than half a month.
Finally stood up, Xiaoxiao raised her head, and according to her mother's instructions, she sang: "Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River...one, two, sing!"
"Don't you see that the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, flows to the sea and never returns?"
"Don't you see, the mirror in the high hall is sad and the white hair is as white as black hair, and the night turns into snow."
"You must have fun in life..."
The young childish voice, the messy singing sounds flew up from Youli’s grave. Apart from being ridiculous, it was ridiculous, and there was no bit of heroism. Song Yang could almost think of Youli’s expression... The old man must have been impatient, but he was happy in his heart.
flowering!
Chen Fan, the great master who has gradually become more and more serious in the past few years, has completely forgotten everything, no one recognizes and rarely speaks, suddenly grinned and murmured: "It sounds so nice."
Luo Guan, who had been supporting his master, whispered: "If you like to listen, please come back and ask them to sing to you."
Chen Fan was very happy and said, "You learned to sing me." Ren's voice was also singing "Wine" in accordance with the tune. Not far behind Youli's grave, there was a tomb.
There was his strong hatred in this life, his only enemy: Yanding.
There are also people in front of Yanding’s grave, three, Hua Xiaofei, Xiao Chong'er, and Jingtai.
Jingtai sang with the dolls, and sang this tune to his father.
Haven't you seen that the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, flows to the sea and never returns?
Haven't you seen that the mirror in the high hall is sad and the white hair is as white as black hair in the morning, and the evening turns into snow.
...Jingtai's hair is white and he is already an old man.