Flying Thunder God of Douluo Continent

Chapter 72

Cao Bailu stared at the hundred thousand white-armored army in a daze.

He saw Wuchang Chen who took the lead but was actually timid and afraid of death.

He saw Li Shichang calmly dividing the small battlefield.

However, it is impossible for these people, these familiar and unfamiliar people, to know him.

Cao Bailu looked into the distance.

This world is not Xixuan where Cao Bailu lives, but it is indeed Xixuan.

This battle was the final battle of Cao Bailu's legendary career.

After that, he was asked by his grandfather to play a game of chess with Huang Yehu, whom he knew very early.

A big chess game with the world as the chessboard and everything in the world as the chess pieces.

At that time, Huang Yehu was just a fledgling unknown person with only three disciples under his sect, while Cao Bailu was already a famous prime minister in white.

The title of this white-clothed prime minister is not groundless, Cao Bailu's favorite patched wide-sleeved robe, the simple robe he often wears on his body, is white.

Cao Bailu, who was named and expensive as the prime minister in white, lost to a little-known little man, which really caused a sensation at the time.

Don't look like Cao Bailu doesn't care, in fact, when he just traveled to Douluo Continent, he was still worried about this matter.

Cao Bailu looked at the city that was about to be captured in the distance, and suddenly his mind moved, he stood up abruptly, as if he had thought of something terrible.

He activated the Flying Thunder God Technique and headed towards the city.

Inside the city and on the streets, there were people fleeing in the opposite direction of the attacked city gate, either dragging their families with them, or carrying one or two valuable small things, firstly for the convenience of hiding, and secondly for A comeback in the future.

Cao Bailu ignored these people, he walked towards the tallest flower building in the city.

The Hualou, which was once a thriving business, is now in dilapidated dire condition. The girls inside are dying and running, and there are not many living people left.

From the huge stage on the first floor, and the seats that people can see under the stage, it is not difficult to see that this place once represented brilliance and symbolized brilliance.

Cao Bailu raised his head, seeing a familiar scene.

A priceless picture of beautiful women in the spring breeze was mounted on the ceiling, not to mention the huge cost of maintenance, just to persuade the owner of this painting to agree to use this picture of mountains and rivers as a national treasure Framed in a flower building, you need to use a lot of financial resources and contacts.

It's just that no matter how brilliant Hualou is, it can only be sung in the prosperous age.

Cao Bailu shook his head, he didn't have the time to lament that things are right and people are wrong.

Go upstairs quickly.

On the top floor, the scenery is excellent, overlooking the whole city, it is usually the place where the oiran of Hualou lives.

The top floor was once heavily guarded, but now there is not even a decent guard.

Cao Bailu walked in just like that.

Birds flew from the city gate, like messengers bringing the results of the war, and flew into the distance with bursts of chirping.

Beside the balcony, in front of the window sill, sits a peerless beauty who can overwhelm the country and the city.

His appearance is not inferior to that of Li Qingran, he is as graceful as a frightened bird, and graceful as a swimming dragon.

"Who?" When the woman heard footsteps, she turned her head abruptly, holding a sharp golden hairpin tightly in her hand.

However, although a beauty can be pleasing to the eye, but this beauty's lifeless eyes spoil the beautiful scenery.

is blind.

Cao Bailu looked at the beauty in front of him, feeling a little lost.

He quickly came back to his senses, pinched his throat with his hands, and made a voice that wasn't his own!
"Qin'er, it's me,"

"Langyue! You! Are you still alive!?" The blind beauty stood up in panic, and lost her balance after changing her posture suddenly.

Cao Bailu's eyes were sharp, and he rushed forward with a vigorous step, and helped the blind beauty who was about to fall to the ground.

"Let...let me touch your face, I, I don't believe you are Langyue," the blind beauty's voice was already crying, and thin tears flowed from her lifeless eyes.

Since Cao Bailu came, he was naturally prepared.

Cao Bailu, who had already changed his appearance by relying on acupuncture points, put his cheeks together and let this beauty examine him.

As soon as the beauty touched it, she said in pain, "Do you know how worried I am about you?"

"They, they all said you were dead, do you know that?"

"I'm really, really scared, what should I do if you die?"

"I... I... Why haven't you written to me for so long!? I almost thought you were dead!"

"If you are really dead, then I, I..."

Such a moving beauty, in Cao Bailu's arms, was crying without regard for elegance.

Cao Bailu just stroked the beauty's long hair over and over again.

"Didn't I come back? I'm not dead or dead. It's fine. Something happened before and I can't contact you. It's all right now, everything is fine," Cao Bailu comforted softly, "I'm here to tell you not to things."

Hearing that her lover's voice was not as gentle as before, the beauty had a bad feeling.

"You talk, I'll listen," she raised her head and "looked" at Cao Bailu.

"I am married,"

"Ah?" The beauty was obviously caught off guard by this sentence.

"I am married,"

"You, are you kidding me?" She asked in a panic.

"It was just decided. The woman knows about our affairs and asked me to cut off contact with you,"

"No, don't say it, it's not true, right? You've known to bluff me before, and this time too, right?" She cried and begged, begging for a familiar sentence from the person in front of her, "I'm just kidding you." ah".

Unfortunately, no.

"I have a bank note of 1000 taels of silver here. You take it well. If you don't have enough in the future, go to General Liu's mansion in the capital and ask me for it..."

"Snapped!"

Cao Bailu received a solid slap across the face.

The blind beauty in front of her eyes widened her teary eyes, trying to see clearly the face of this heartbroken man.

It's just a pity that she couldn't see anything clearly.

"go away,"

She is the two words squeezed out from between the teeth.

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Cao Bailu didn't say any more, and quietly left Hualou.

However, the girl's heart-piercing crying finally reached Cao Bailu's ears and could not go away for a long time.

The originally clear sky suddenly became cloudy and rainy.

The city is broken.

Cao Bailu held an umbrella and came to a certain tomb on the outskirts of the city, and served the owner of the tomb a pot of bad wine that even the helpers would not drink.

"She won't commit suicide again this time," Cao Bailu stared blankly at the tombstone in front of him, "In order to piss you off, she will definitely live a good life."

On the tombstone, there are five extremely bold and unrestrained characters.

"Tomb of Qin Langyue"

No one knows what tear-jerking love story is buried under the tombstone.

No one knows what happened in the ten years before that.

Perhaps, that year the scholars leaned on the railings to give advice.One of the beauties who were whispering not far away blushed.

Perhaps, under the paper umbrella that year, there were clumsy love words and promising horizons.

Perhaps, the oath under the street lights of Hualou was still the same, but the people were empty and thin.

The scholarly spirit in front of Dama Yujie, and the beautiful stories of gifted scholars and beauties, can be found in any dynasty.

Because it is not unusual, it is the easiest to forget.

Even Cao Bailu, who has a photographic memory, is easy to forget.

　Today's three chapters are 6000+ words, thank you readers for your support all the way, I will continue to work hard.

　　
　
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