Investing in the Rebirth of the Empress, She Called Me Husband

Ying Bing had been observing the divine will until the evening.

She was only one step away from observing the five divine orifices, and she had already completed 30% of the Hundred Birds Divine Form.

It sounds small, but there are more than 30 extreme forms, and it takes ordinary people a lifetime to comprehend each one, but she didn't think it was that fast.

Her life has fewer twists and turns in this life.

But there are some obstacles that she must face as long as she wants to move forward.

For example, the Jade Phoenix God.

That is what the Summoning Demon Cult is determined to get, and it is something she can't give up.

"Why hasn't he come back yet?"

Ying Bing looked at the empty tables and chairs, rubbed the big-headed doll around her waist, and pushed the door out.

But before she went downstairs, she suddenly stopped.

Most of the people who came to Jiawei Restaurant were soldiers, and for some reason, the business was particularly quiet today.

At the wine table in the corner, he sat there quietly, like a sculpture without a soul.

What made him dazed on the table was a letter from home that he could never send away, and half a string of copper coins.

He was a young man full of vigor and vitality.

Now his back was lonely and trance-like, like a frustrated wanderer.

"Sister Tianxian, your husband has been sitting there all afternoon."

"Let's say there was a quarrel at the head of the bed and a reconciliation at the foot of the bed..."

The restaurant proprietress thought that the two had a conflict, and advised them with a tone of an experienced person.

"Come back early?"

Ying Bing's lacquer-like eyes were vaguely more unclear.

She knew him very well. Even if she didn't want to know, she could know what he was thinking from the moment she saw him.

He was not the kind of person who laughed and scolded, but had another face in his heart. Of course, he was not a difficult person to understand. Sometimes he was very childish, and his happiness and sadness were mostly written on his face.

He always made something I liked to eat.....

Ying Bing finally gave up the idea of ​​cooking, sat quietly beside him, and accompanied him in silence.

After a long time, Li Mo murmured:

"Bingtuozi, the father of Fu Yingzi I have been looking for is dead."

"Because of the war, he died on the way to deliver military information."

Growing up in peace in his previous life, Xiao Li's understanding of the word war was limited to books. What he saw were the heroic deeds of famous generals and sages.

I never know how many letters from home that were passed over are never delivered.

Lu Yi is just one of the things that happened around him.

The real war has not even started yet.

There are more people who will die in the war.

Moreover.

This war is inseparable from him.

"Bingtuozi, shouldn't we have come to Nanjiang from the beginning?"

"We obviously haven't done anything bad, why are so many people dying suddenly?"

Li Mo called her, but it seemed that he was not asking anyone at all, but asking himself.

One question after another also touched Ying Bing's heartstrings.

There was a strange but reasonable pain in her heart.

She lowered her eyes, gently took his hand and placed it in her palm, and whispered:

"The general trend is like this, just like war, there is no right or wrong, only what should and should not be."

"Maybe it's because someone came earlier or later, that's all."

In the last life, the disaster beast tide secretly planned by the descendants of the Shang Dynasty also broke out, but it broke out after the overthrow of Qingyuan Sect.

Not to mention Qingmu City, even the South Gate was breached and raged all the way to Yunzhou.

"I have a little family wealth... young hero..."

Li Mo looked at the dozens of copper coins, and then looked at the family letter that had been opened.

The letter was long and the meaning was short, and all he wanted was peace.

"But I can't even protect the safety of a small family..."

Ying Bing said 'hmm', staring into the boy's eyes, and said:

"Words are pale and powerless, only what you have experienced is called experience."

"You will learn to grow up after experiencing it."

The girl's voice was gentle.

Li Mo opened his mouth and turned his head to look at her. She seemed to let people see the moonlight flowing in this cloudy night.

He wanted to ask Bing Tuozi, did you know that there would be a war and what would happen in southern Xinjiang?

But when he saw those eyes, he felt that there was no need to ask anymore.

She knew.

From the moment she made a wish to the Jade Phoenix God for peace and happiness, she knew it.

Li Mo finally realized that she understood the weight of this wish better than him at that time.

She was waiting for herself to grow up.

"Bingtuozi, what are your plans?"

"Same as you."

"Bingtuozi, I'm so tired."

"Then go to sleep, just have a good sleep."

In the quiet and deserted restaurant.

Suddenly, the song of the orchid in the valley flowed, melodious and lingering.

"It's dark, it's going to rain..."

"It's dark... darkBlack..."

The night sky was covered by dark clouds for a long time, and the moon seemed to want to eavesdrop, so it parted a layer of clouds.

The moonlight that leaked secretly just illuminated her singing nursery rhymes, and him sleeping on her knees.

.......

The next morning.

In front of the sugar painting stall, Hu Zi was no longer the king of children, but he occasionally managed his grandfather's sugar painting stall and had free control over the existence of that pot of maltose. His status was beyond description.

He was squatting in front of the stone slab seriously, practicing sugar painting with a small pot of soup, surrounded by a bunch of little kids waiting for sugar.

"Brother Hu Zi, do you think our boss is a famous hero on the Hidden Dragon List?"

"Ranked eleventh? What's his name... Wangqi Douhun?"

"Is he really our boss? The boss is worthy of being the boss, even his nickname is so unique."

"Really? The boss didn't fool us, did he? "

Hearing the doubts, Hu Zi was unhappy on the spot.

He pointed at the painting on the slate and said:

"The boss was so majestic at that time, can't you see that my painting is different?"

The little kids shook their heads and could only see that it was delicious.

After all, Hu Zi had just learned to paint, and the graffiti could barely be seen. It was a sugar man with a big head and a small body. Not only was it not majestic, it also looked a bit funny.

"I am a friend of your boss, can I eat candy for free?"

A voice suddenly came from the side.

No need to look, the only one who can be so poor is our mount brother.

In fact, Huang Donglai is not poor, he just doesn't keep money, and he has carefully calculated the money and exchanged it for practical things. After all, money can't be eaten, and it can't poison people.

"Are you a friend of the eldest brother?" Hu Zi looked at Huang Donglai half-believingly.

"He is. "

Hearing this familiar voice.

Hu Zi and a bunch of little kids, including Huang Donglai, were stunned.

Looking back, they saw Li Mo smiling not far away, as sunny and cheerful as ever, but more reserved and gentle.

"Boss!"

"Brother Li?"

"Donglai, you know the war is about to start, why are you still here? It's not like you."

Li Mo greeted the little kids and asked casually.

Huang Donglai took the sugar pills from Hu Zi: "I want to taste the sugar... You are the same, aren't you?"

"I plan to leave."

"Hmm?"

Huang Donglai looked at Li Mo.

The war is about to start, and it is human nature to keep oneself out of trouble, but he always felt that this was not like Li Mo.

"But I will be back soon, so I have something to trouble you."

Li Mo's voice suddenly became inaudible, not because it became smaller, but because it was transmitting.

"Fill up? A whole? How much would it cost....”

Huang Donglai's eyes widened.

"I was born with wealth that will be useful, and I will get it back even if I spend all my money."

As soon as the words fell, clouds and mist appeared.

The clouds and mist rose and lingered, hiding the figure of the young man in an instant, and when they dispersed, he had disappeared.

The cloud is not about light body, but about light heart.

If the heart is light, the sky is wide and the earth is vast, where can't you go?

"Tsk, maltose is really sweet."

Huang Dong looked at the place where he disappeared and muttered to himself.

Hu Zi's eyes widened, waving his fist and shouting:

"What did I say? What did I say!"

"Brother is stepping on the colorful clouds, how can he not be a hero?"

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PS: It's late, audiences, it involves the growth of characters, and we have to think carefully.

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