The crooked word says: "
Things are never predictable, and life is full of twists and turns. Just like going against the current and encountering a strong wind, justice is no match for arbitrariness.
Fate is impermanent and incomprehensible, but now my mind is clear. After separation in life and death, we meet again. From then on, we will be in love for three lifetimes. "
The night is blurry, and on the desert, a horse is riding fast, with two people on it, a man and a woman, one moving, one silent, and the other unconscious.
"Chen Feng! Chen Feng! You are a monk, you will not die easily!" The woman's anxious voice came from the golden mask.
Ye Ling smiled slightly and said, "You...finally revealed your original voice...it sounds so nice...what's your...name?"
"Qin Qing," Qin Qing said anxiously: "You must remember it well. My name is Qin Qing. Remember it carefully. You must not sleep!"
"Qin... Qing," Ye Ling muttered silently for a few times and then said, "I... am not Chen Feng... my name is... Ye Ling..."
The voice was weak, Ye Ling slowly closed his eyes, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
"I know, I know! Ye Ling! Ye Ling!"
Little did Ye Ling know that after he fell into coma, the golden mask was taken off, revealing his stunning face that had been hidden all this time.
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The mountains stretch for tens of thousands of miles and are a natural barrier between Daqian and Dahan. For both sides, the terrain is easy to defend but difficult to attack.
At this moment, Qian and Han led tens of thousands of troops to confront each other across the mountain. The autumn wind swept across, carrying a strong murderous aura.
The Han army's camp stood on the Wuzhang plain, stretching for hundreds of miles. It was arranged according to the method of nine palaces. They rescued each other from the front and the left, and assisted each other from the left and right. They were interlocked and daunting.
The candlelight was flickering in the large tent of the Chinese army, and a map of Qishan's surroundings hung on the wall. Behind the desk, an old man with frosty hair sat, but he could see: "
Wearing a silk scarf and a crane cloak, there is a sad look on his eyebrows, and there is a lot of worry in his expression. Who would have thought that the hunchbacked body would actually be a jade pillar supporting the sky; who would have thought that it would be unparalleled in the world, but it would be difficult for it to defeat destiny. He died before leaving the army, which made the hero burst into tears. "
This man was none other than Zhuge Ce, the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty. He helped the young emperor ascend the throne, established a government and managed affairs, and conquered the south and north, leading the Han Dynasty alone.
Under the weak candlelight, Zhuge Ce was writing hard at his desk and handling military affairs. He coughed a few times from time to time, but it was like a wick, shaking.
He knew in his heart that this was the last time he would lead an army on an expedition. Destiny was not long, and he could not let go of the late emperor Tuogu.
As the night got darker, Zhuge Ce picked up the feather fan in front of his desk and walked out of the tent slowly. No matter winter or summer, this feather fan is always by my side.
The feather fan is not a great Taoist weapon, but it was made by Madam herself back then. The feather fan is held in his hand, and the lady's voice and smile don't seem to be far away.
The flagpole stood tall in front of the tent, and the four characters "Revival of the Han Dynasty" fluttered in the night wind. This flag was sewn by the Queen Mother herself before her death. After it was made, it was handed over to Zhuge Ce, and the Queen Mother followed the late emperor and left.
Zhuge Ce looked at the big flag in a daze, as if he had seen the scene in Baidi City that day again...
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The bed was cold and gloomy. The late emperor looked haggard. He held Zhuge Ce's hand and said softly: "Prime Minister, I started from a humble beginning and accomplished nothing in the first half of my life. It was not until I met the Prime Minister that I established my foundation. I can no longer see the restoration of the Han Dynasty. Prince I am too weak to carry on my ambition, so the Prime Minister can take over the throne of the country and restore our great Han Dynasty."
Zhuge Ce burst into tears and prostrated himself on the ground, saying, "I have received your majesty's kindness, and I will do my best to assist the prince!"
"Prime Minister, Mr. Shui Jing has something to say: The Prime Minister got the right person but not at the right time. I... failed the Prime Minister..."
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
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"Prime Minister? Prime Minister? Prime Minister?"
A few soft calls from behind brought Zhuge Ce's thoughts back. He gently wiped the water stains from the corners of his eyes, turned around and saw that it was Army Commander Shi Yangli.
Yang Li said happily: "Congratulations, Prime Minister. Generals Guan and Zhang have sent a military report that they have captured the East and West passes. We can now surround Xu Zheng on three sides."
Zhuge Ce frowned slightly and said with some worry: "I just sent them to test, but how could they win so easily? This must be Xu Zheng's intention."
When Yang Li heard this, he quickly asked: "What the Prime Minister said is absolutely true. Could it be that Xu Zheng's move was to deliberately lure our troops to go deeper?"
Zhuge Ce and Yang Li walked back to the tent and looked at the map hanging on the wall. Zhuge Ce said to himself: "Xu Zheng, Xu Zheng, what are you waiting for?"
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The wind and sand in the desert are getting heavier and heavier, and I can't see my surroundings clearly, and I can't tell my direction. Qin Qing had no choice but to leave Ye Ling on the horse. He got off and led the horse on foot.
She was so anxious that she galloped wildly, and now she was lost in the wind and sand. The soldiers who followed her out of the siege also disappeared.
In the vast desert, it seemed that only these two people were riding, walking between heaven and earth.
I don't know how long it took, but when the wind and sand stopped, night had already enveloped the sky. Qin Qing had no choice but to find a place to stop under a sand dune, intending to rest here for the night.
She helped Ye Ling, who was still unconscious, off the horse and lay on the helmet she had taken off. During this period, the wooden sword fell down and was inserted into the yellow sand.
It was a cold night in the desert, and Qin Qing was looking for something to make a fire. But she stared at the wooden sword for a long time, and finally took off the saddle and set it on fire in front of Ye Ling.
The fire gradually started to warm up, creating a small space, giving the two of them a sense of comfort in this vast expanse.
In his sleep, Ye Ling repeated the scene of that year over and over again. In the Demon Realm, Lian'er died in front of him to save him. The blood was stained in the soil and disappeared...
In the Yueyue Pavilion, Lu Li died in front of him. The confused look lingered in his mind all day long...
Not long ago, Sheng Qingyao, who was supposed to be the person he was going to kill from the Holy Spirit Cult, blocked the palm for him as if relieved. The gratified look in his eyes when leaving made his heart that should be as solid as a rock constantly shaken...
It shouldn't be like this, none of this should be like this!
"No! No!"
Ye Ling murmured in his sleep, waking up Qin Qing who was sleeping lightly. Qin Qing was surprised at first, then happy, and gently called Ye Ling: "Chen...Ye Ling? Ye Ling?"
Ye Ling was pulled out of endless grief by the voice, and slowly opened his eyes. He saw the endless night sky, yellow sand everywhere, and in front of him was still the general wearing cold armor and a mask on his face.
Ye Ling took a deep breath and said, "General Qin... Qin Qing, have we escaped?"
"Escaped," Qin Qing nodded: "There are many brothers who escaped death. But we lost our way and got separated from them."
Ye Lingzhong closed his eyes again and said: "Just escape, just escape."
"Why?" Qin Qing suddenly asked seriously: "You and I have only known each other for a few days, why would we risk our lives to save each other?"
"Why……"
Ye Ling couldn't answer for a while. Perhaps, he had seen too many people die in front of him, and he didn't want to experience that helpless feeling again. Perhaps it was because of something about Qin Qing that moved him. Maybe it's because of my debt to them...
He couldn't answer, but forced a smile: "I hope to continue to see you, isn't this enough?"
Qin Qing had an unknown expression behind her mask, but she quickly turned her head away, not daring to look at Ye Ling again.
The night is endless, and the two hearts seem to be slowly approaching.
There was no talking all night, and early the next morning, the two set out on their journey early.
Ye Ling's injuries had recovered somewhat, and he could barely sit up, leaning against Qin Qing's back.
Naturally, ordinary Lingxu realm monks cannot match Ye Ling's recovery ability. But Ye Ling's physique has been tempered by the innate Qi and thunder tribulations, and is far superior to ordinary people. If he successfully achieves the Tao Bone in the future, the Tao Body will probably reach a terrifying state.
Ye Ling gently put his hands around Qin Qing's waist, and leaned his face on the back of Qin Qing's neck. Every time he breathed in and out, his warm breath covered his hair, which made Qin Qing feel confused all the way. I can't calm down.
Today the wind is no longer strong and the sky is clear, but it is still cold and not warm at all.
They walked for an unknown amount of time. Ye Ling, who had closed his eyes to relax, suddenly opened his eyes and whispered in Qin Qing's ear: "Stop, there seems to be something in front of you."
Upon hearing this, Qin Qing immediately reined in the reins and helped Ye Ling dismount. The two of them slowly climbed up a hill and looked down.
What we faced was a post-war battlefield, with corpses strewn across the field, devastation everywhere, and the wind and sand passing by, creating waves of desolation.
And in the mid-air, a group of blood energy was condensing, and a figure stood next to the blood energy. After a while, he opened his mouth wide and swallowed the blood energy into his belly, with a satisfied look on his face.
"What kind of monster is it?" Qin Qing asked.
Ye Ling looked solemn, pulled Qin Qing up and said, "Quickly leave!"
As soon as he finished speaking, before the two of them could turn around, a Tao force locked the two of them, making them unable to move.
The figure came in one step and stood in front of the two of them. He smiled slightly and said, "We are really destined to meet again!"
The visitor has two horns on his head, resembling a human and an animal, which is the winning hook used by the Holy Spirit Cult to get out of trouble.
Ye Ling raised his head and said: "My meridians have been cut off now, and I can no longer cultivate myself. There is no benefit in killing me."
Ying Gou nodded and said: "That's true, but do you still remember the confrontation on Five Elements Mountain? You are teasing me. I can't swallow this breath!"
Ye Ling's heart sank. This person was the one who would definitely retaliate. If he fell into his hands, he might not be able to escape.
"But," Yinggou said with a smile again: "Your master, whom I have never met, is kind to me, and I will not interrupt his inheritance. If you hand over his sword diagram, I will let you live!"
"So he still covets his own treasure!" Ye Ling thought to himself, still procrastinating on his face: "Why can't I understand what the senior is talking about? What sword map?"
Ying Gou's tone turned cold: "Boy, don't try to fool me. I helped refine your master's sword diagram. Since you inherited his mantle, why not? You are now a useless person. You have seen things handed over. I will find another successor for your master!"
Ye Ling lowered his eyes, weighed and weighed again and again, and then said: "I'll give it to you, and you'll let us go!"
Ying Gou smiled and nodded: "Of course!"
Just as Ye Ling reached for the wooden sword behind his back, Qin Qing stood up suddenly and pierced Ying Gou's side with a spear.
But he didn't expect that body to turn into blood, covering the tip of the gun, making him unable to move.
"Oh?" Ying Gou raised his eyebrows and looked at Qin Qing in surprise: "He specializes in physical training and can break my Dao power. It's rare!"
Before he finished speaking, Ye Ling suddenly threw the wooden sword out. The wooden sword automatically emitted sharp energy and pierced Ying Gou's body.
Unexpectedly, Ying Gou's body was now made of blood and water. With a thought, it turned into a pool of blood again, allowing the wooden sword to pass through him without any damage.
Taking this opportunity, Qin Qing hurriedly withdrew his spear, and the wooden sword flew back to Ye Ling's hand like a spirit.
The blood in the air gathered around Yingyou's figure again, and he said with a gloomy face: "I gave you a chance to live. Since you don't cherish it, don't blame me for killing you!"
