Chapter 704:

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"Dream rivers and mountains, rivers and mountains like dreams... This kind of chaotic coaxing you to kill me, what did you change in the end? It's just a half-bottle of thin wine, falling all over the body, counting remnants of the piano, full of frost.
At first the words were true.
Zhiwei, for the rest of your life, you really want to part with me, far away from the mountains and seas?
That tour to the south, the tour is the old dream many years ago, the past calendar has come, but the old man is no longer.
He stretched out his hand and slowly pulled out the white hair.
"This scene is not now. It is many years later, when I was gray-browed, I was making cakes for you, and then we were having dinner at the same table. You wiped me sweat and told me, old man, the cake is tired, Minger wants to eat Roast chicken with dried bamboo shoots."
Zhiwei, my eyebrows are not frosted and my hair is white.
When will you come back and ask me for dried bamboo shoots?
The wind of Ji Yangshan, slowly blowing, blowing the vine Luoxiang over that shoulder.
After the South Tour, he didn't feel ashamed-if he can't tour this year, he will next year, next year, and the following year will do.
Some searching cannot end.
There was footsteps outside the door, and the inner servant informed the King Kang long that the curtain had lifted, and Ning Ji's blushed face greeted the heat, and immediately sneezed.
"Come and sit." He pointed to the brazier.
Ning Ji sat cautiously. Since "betrayed" him that year, Ning Ji was the faceless face to see his death. He looked at it, and there was a slight warmth in his heart, but he didn't want to talk to make him feel better-he remembered hate because Ning Ji concealed and accidentally hurt Zhiwei's palm.
"There is movement in Changning." Ning Ji reported to him the latest military situation. "Lu Zhiyan expressed his willingness to drop, but he put forward some conditions, please consider it."
Ning Yi flipped through the chapter and smiled, "This kid is smart." After thinking about it, he threw the chapter and said, "Precise."
"Your Majesty." Ning Ji was puzzled. "The army has already taken the absolute advantage. As long as there is another victory, Changning will absolutely collapse. Why do you..."
Ning Yi smiled faintly.
"You don't think that the various actions of Changning this year seem to be a bit different from before?"
Ning Ji shook his head blankly, and Ning Yi gave him a worried look, wondering why this kid couldn't be nurtured.
"I'm afraid there is someone else's handwriting...this style..." He stood up and smiled in a good mood, said, "It should be time for the soldiers to recuperate. I need Changning to return to Tiansheng's vassals immediately." He paused, increasing his tone, "immediately."
"Yes."
Ning Ji retreated politely, Ning Yi stood in the hall, looking at that direction, her lips and lips smiled faintly.
The world is so big that Gu Nanyi and I have already passed by, only one place has been missed, a place that belongs to the enemy country now, I can't patrol the south, and Gu Nanyi also neglected.
If I remember correctly, you and Lu Zhiyan, the three things agreed, before that year, only completed two.
What is the last one?
Did Changning Fan serve as a resting place?
At first, you really wanted to commit suicide, but I don't think Zong Chen will really care about you.
When Changning Clan returns to Tiansheng Clan, I, as the Son of Heaven, go wherever I want, how can you hide?
He walked toward the inner hall with a light yearning smile.
Suddenly a gust of wind came behind him, and came very quickly, instantly splitting the quiet air, with a biting chill.
He Huo Ran looked back, his eyes flashing like a startling white light.
In chaos, a person yelled.
"Ning Yi, today I and you will all die together!"
Fengxiang five years in the winter, a news shocked the world, quickly spread all over the world.
The unnamed assassin in Tsing Yi broke into the palace and assassinated the emperor of Feng Dynasty. Emperor Feng Xiang was seriously injured. After the assassin succeeded, he laughed three times and said, "Let's die together cleanly!"
The mountains and rivers are plain, and thousands of people are mourning.
It snowed again on the day, and it fell thinly, and was instantly submerged by the horseshoes on the official road. The road was therefore muddy, and the pedestrians became fewer and fewer.
But there was a ride, flying on the official road, a knight in black, the crotch of the horse was branded with the Changning fan mark, the horseshoe answered, it sounded eager, and immediately the knight's trousers were covered with mud, but the speed was still unchanged. , Look at the appearance of the servant, it must have been a long way to go.
Not far ahead is the Luoxian Palace.
The knight leaped not far from the palace, looking at a plain palace, and his body shook.
It is said that Emperor Fengxiang, like Emperor Changxi, chose the Luoxian Palace as the last place to drive, and now the Emperor Daxing is stopping here, and is buried after July 7, 1949.
The knight looked at the shocking white, biting his lower lip for a long time, the fingers holding the reins could not tremble, but hesitated for a moment, daring not to move forward.
Perhaps all the thoughts were at the front of the palace at this moment. The knight did not notice that, not far from Lishan, after the lonely cliff withered trees, some people stood far away, looking at this direction.
He waited here for ten days. At the moment in the mountains and rivers, he finally waited for his return.
He stood far under the tree, the mountain breeze swayed his coat, the sky was as green as the clear water, and the clarity was like that.
A thin white gauze covered his face, and since that night, the snow night was stunning, he once again sealed the peerless appearance.
Too utterly flamboyant will eventually be a blessing, or a blessing to yourself or others. Many years ago, someone told him that.
After all, Pi Xiang was the smoke of the past, just like in his heart, the most distinctive one is always the yellow-faced girl with the yellow eyebrows.
He gazed in that direction for a long time, and then slowly turned his eyes to the clouds. He was still in the suburbs of Beijing that year. He stayed motionless on his feet and feet. The girl approached, a little cunning and a little uneasy. , Speak gently.
"Hello, hero?"
Since then, he has broken his condensed chaotic world and sent him a colorful new world.
He smiled softly.
As soon as the veil moved, the sunlight retreated, and the wind danced gently when it arrived. It seemed that he could not disturb the gorgeous light at this moment. How beautiful that smile was, but no one knew it.
Beauty is in a lonely fragrance.
He slowly raised his hand and gently touched the curvature of the corner of his lips-it turned out to be laugh.
After crying that year and crying that year, he understood it again and laughed.
very good.
Don't be too greedy in this life, she leaned in his arms in Feixue that year, and finally looked at the direction of the high platform, he instantly understood everything.
Knowing where the heart belongs, knowing what the affection is, knowing that there are thousands of kinds of love in the world, love has more expressions, and you don’t have to obsess about the end.
She gave him all of his life, and he returned her life.
As for himself.
Been here, loved, cryed, and laughed.
Is enough.
With the first smile in his life, he turned and went south.
Farewell, I love.
The horizon is far away, from then on you are in my heart.
The lonely cliff was silent, and a gust of wind suddenly swept across. A few snowflakes swept down the tops of the dead trees, falling down the side of the knight's temple. The knight looked up subconsciously in that direction.
The lonely cliff there was dark, the withered tree was bluish, and the snow under the tree was pale and flat, without any trace of falling feet.
As if there were no one here, just for that glance, I waited all night long.
The knight glanced aimlessly, then retracted, took a breath, and flew from the horse.
All the way to exert light power, through the heavy roof, went straight to the last hall, and at a glance saw the white jade door of the upper hall opened wide, the hall, cigarettes curled, the huge golden dragon dragon coffin silently.
The knight stood still, and suddenly felt a soft knee, a staggering, and quickly reached out subconsciously to help things around.
Pointing to the next soft, holding a smooth and soft object, with a familiar shocking temperature and touch.
A human hand.
The knight stiffened his body, lowered his head, a thin layer of snow beneath the ground, reflecting the sky and water like a mirror, a few branches of red plum blossoming in the vicinity, the branches were brown and bright, and there was a slender shadow beside the plum blossoms, which was on the side .
The wind at the end of Gong Que blows away the smoke, and a haze of mist hazes all around.
Atonement of sins, past life and death, before today's golden coffin, everything seemed like a dream.
The knight was stiff and he didn't dare to blink, for fear of crushing dreams in tears between eyes closed.
The warm and soft hand turned gently and wrapped the soft and petite fingers in the palm.
Then he smiled.
Turned around.