The red sun rising from the sky dyed everything around it red. The light in summer seems to be hotter than in winter.
In just a few days, everything seemed to be changing quietly.
Gongsun He's actions of exposing the suspects under the scorching sun for several days in a row greatly aroused the hearts of the people in Yunzhong City. Originally, in order to avoid too many conflicts, he deliberately selected a few people with few family members in the city to attack, but he But he still underestimated the love they had lived together for more than ten years. How could he not feel chilled when he saw the neighbors he met in the day being treated so inhumanly?
But a few days later, Gongsun He suddenly stopped.
But this move, to the common people who don’t know everything, is a beast that will appear again in the middle of the night. It makes them sleepless day and night, and they stay behind closed doors all day long. Suddenly, Yunzhong City turns out to be like a Empty city.
Although Yunzhong City is more than a hundred miles away, there are only counties, counties and state capitals there. But because of his legend in the world, every move in this place has been closely watched by the people around him.
This short series of accidents also made the surrounding counties and counties panic all day long, fearing that if they were not careful, it would affect them, so that the daily security patrols were intensified unknowingly.
Xiao Yanjing himself never thought that one day he would step into Yunzhong City in this life.
The sky in this season is rarely gray-white, and there is no expression on Xiao Yanjing's face. During the many days and nights in this supreme position, he has long been accustomed to hiding all his emotions.
"Yunzhong City is more desolate than I imagined."
It was an afternoon that was so hot that I was sweating, but the streets that were supposed to be bustling were now a little empty. There were still some tools left on the stalls on both sides that the previous stall owners had not had time to take away.
This slightly depressed scene made the originally hot day feel a little cooler.
Lin Yu stood beside him, looking down.
"Your Majesty, this street used to be very lively, but after General Gongsun kidnapped people and exposed them at the city gate, the people were panicked for a while and they closed their doors."
A fleeting smile seemed to appear on Xiao Yanjing's cold lips. Although Gongsun He was not smart, he did have many tricks. After all, he was a man who had been on the battlefield.
As for his failure this time, Xiao Yanjing was not too angry. If he could easily deal with Wen Ji and Ran Chen based on his IQ, wouldn't it be equivalent to slapping him in the face, who had failed to deal with them for many years? Sound.
Suddenly, he sighed softly, and even Lin Yu on the side did not notice that faint breath.
A strange feeling suddenly surged through his heart. The obsession that had kept him awake all these years felt like it would finally come to an end.
This feeling has never happened in many years. Xiao Yanjing is a little unbelievable. When the King of Nanyue wrote that Wen Jirou had died in southern Yunnan, he had never felt this way, so he was very sure that the ghostly man must still be alive. .
But this time, before they even met, he felt that the relationship between them was over.
It will finally come.
For nearly half a month, Yunzhong City was as quiet as a dead city. Except for the soldiers who patrolled back and forth on the city wall every day, they were still revealing a little bit of information about the city's life.
Gongsun He seemed to be really afraid. Wen Jirou fed him the heart-wrenching pill and stopped forcing innocent people outside the city gate. However, these calm days made several people in Nanliluo begin to feel uneasy.
Xian Lin laughed when he saw the anxious expressions of these children. He just reached out and patted their shoulders, said "I believe in Ranchen" and said no more.
When Zhao Da came back again, Wen Jirou turned to Ranchen and said, "He's here."
Xiao Yanjing is indeed the king he is familiar with, and has not changed at all after so many years.
When the last red light disappeared from the horizon, dusk enveloped the earth again.
"It's almost time, we should leave." Wen Jirou looked up at the sky and said to the people beside her.
But a hand grabbed his arm.
"Do you think he will really come alone?"
Meeting Gu Jianghe's slightly worried eyes, Wen Jirou smiled.
"Of course it's impossible. I guess he should at least bring all the secret guards with him."
She didn't speak anymore, just looked at him.
Wen Jirou stretched out her hand and patted the hand that was still holding his arm, feeling a chill coming from her palm.
"Don't worry, Ranchen and I will come back safely."
She let go.
This is the decision they have made in the past few days. It is a risky plan, but it is also the only feasible plan they can think of at the moment.
Ji Shi Dao returned to Qiu Moyuan's hands. When he put down the knife, he felt that Ranchen had the ability to use this knife to protect himself and the city. Now I pick up this sword again because I want to be able to protect my distressed disciple and the city again in my lifetime.
The old man with gray temples unconsciously touched the blade in his cuff, and the cold touch spread along his fingertips to every acupuncture point in his body.
It's ridiculous to say that he always thought that he had made extraordinary achievements in his life, but in the end he forgot that the human heart is the most unpredictable thing in the world. Do you think you can't keep a promise wholeheartedly, but you hope others can keep it?
The promise with the late emperor was now gone. The only thing he could do now was to save the lives of these children.
The former city lord of Yunzhong City sighed slightly.
No one noticed.
This is an extremely ordinary night for most people. For the people in Yunzhong City who are staying behind closed doors day and night, they just hope that these frightening days will pass soon. But some people did not know that they stood on the The high platform of destiny.
Ranchen laughed at himself helplessly.
The battle at Shushi Mountain exhausted all his energy. Although Qing Ling never said it clearly, he knew very well that he must have spent a huge price to save him.
After returning from southern Yunnan, he thought that if he kept compromising, this day would never come, at least it would come later, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.
That time he faced a demon who brought disaster to the world, and he was not afraid of it.
But this time——
He smiled bitterly.
Wen Jirou patted his shoulder lightly, with a faint smile on her lips: "In the past few days, I finally figured out why I had such a strong desire to come back to see you that day in Jialan. Today I finally figured it out. Yes, it seems that it is destined that you and I will face this day together. If we can survive this disaster, this life should be completely worry-free."
Ranchen pursed his lips with an expression of relief. He reached out and patted his partner on the shoulder: "You're right."
If this disaster is unavoidable, just face it head on.
Blessing or curse, do your best.
In order to protect the safety of the two girls, Wen Jirou thought over and over again and decided to keep Sifeng.
Watching the figures of several people disappear into the dark night, Gu Jianghe stood there silently without saying a word.
The feeling I had in Shushi Mountain many years ago came back.
Her face became extremely pale at some point, and her body was leaning against the door, but it seemed as if something had taken away all the strength from her body. She could only feel that it was moving downward bit by bit.
At the last moment, Jiuxia rushed over, knelt down behind her, and caught her body that was about to fall to the ground.
"Girl, don't scare me."
Jiuxia hugged the woman in her arms tightly and reached out to hold her hand. The familiar cold feeling hit her again. This was the same feeling every time she had a cold attack.
"How could this happen? Hasn't Priest Qingling already pulled out the cold poison for you?" Jiuxia cried out.
Fortunately, the woman in his arms was only temporarily absent-minded, and her eyes refocused for a moment. However, she was so weak that she did not move, and just lay quietly in Jiu Xia's arms.
She squeezed Jiu Xia's hand with her backhand and said softly: "Qing Ling has tried his best, but he has removed most of it for me. I just feel a little uncomfortable now, and I won't be like before." Like, don’t worry.”
The doctor lying on her side in Jiuxia's arms was as pale as the snow in winter, but she still comforted the trembling person holding her softly.
She knew how nervous Jiuxia was about her, but she couldn't say it. She knew this feeling too well. The pain she felt every time she got sick in the past made her think she couldn't survive it, but she was saved by her master again and again. Come back.
When he was rescued by Qingling, he clearly warned himself, but the warm spring-like days in southern Yunnan in the past few years made him almost forget the painful feeling.
"You must remember that the cold poison left in your body has penetrated into your bone marrow. I can't do anything about it, but I can temporarily suppress it, but if you induce it again -"
The young priest in white had a hesitant expression on his face.
"I will die faster, right?" Gu Jianghe stared at her, and the corner of his mouth curled up, "Qingling, I think Master Bihai will be very happy. You have changed back to your former self. I was in your bed just now." I can see the intolerance on my face.”
The light of the spirit butterfly shrouded the young priest's black hair, and the gentian flower on his forehead glowed with pale gold. Qing Ling leaned forward slightly, and her deep eyes seemed to be able to see into the depths of the soul.
"Xingwan, live well in this world. Even if you only have a few years, use your best efforts to take a good look at this world for Ayouduo."
She smiled helplessly.
I wanted to come back to see Master and see what Qingyang looked like when he was newly married, but now it's better. Master hasn't seen it yet, but the only bit of cold disease left in his body has been induced again.
But there are too many people injured these days.
After all, the female doctor who came from Medicine King Valley couldn't help but watch life disappear before her eyes.
But is it worth taking this life and this road to redemption?
"Girl, what are you doing?" Jiuxia was a little angry, but she couldn't hold it back in the end. Big tears fell down and landed on their hands.
"I saved Nan Liluo because he is Qingyang's husband. I saved Ye Xinghe because I can see that he is a good person and you like him." Gu Jianghe looked at her with some distress, "Silly girl, Don't cry, I'm here."
"You'll be fine," Jiuxia wiped her tears with the back of her hand, "Get up, I'll go find Sifeng, we go down the mountain, and I'll take you back to Yaowang Valley. Whether they win or lose this battle has nothing to do with us. It doesn’t matter, I’m going to take you back to find the owner of Miwu Valley.”
The night seems to be getting deeper and deeper.
A horse neighed in the middle of the night, and someone tightened the reins.
"Master, we don't know where Miss Xingwan is. Where should we go to find her?" Yixia looked at the man beside her.
The face that was very similar to Gu Jianghe frowned slightly in the dark night. Yes, where should he go to find her?
But a strange feeling flashed through my heart.
The reins in his hands were already tight.
"Go to Yaowang Valley."
