Ten mile long street empty tears

"Ah."

"After I have made military achievements, how about asking General Changsun for marriage?" Li Tingfeng asked with a smile.

"Shouldn't you be the one who married into Cangyun Castle?"

"all good."

Li Tingfeng turned around and kissed Yanling's lips. The snow in Cangyun seemed not so cold anymore.

Ye Anxu and Liu Mingxue were in the Valley of the Evil, and heard that Dongfang Qinglan had returned to the Haoqi League.

"Probably also to deal with Shi Siming."

"Ah."

"Let's go, it's time for us to set off." Liu Mingxue took Ye Anxu's hand.

It has nothing to do with them how people in the world look at them.

Yanling heard that Shi Siming had died at Yanmen Pass, and Shi Chaoyi made himself king. In another year, the Tang army and Huihe army attacked Luoyang, and Shi Chaoyi was defeated.

Looking at the snowstorm, he wiped away the blood on the armor: "Three years."

In Luoyang City, a disciple of the Beggar Gang followed behind a woman in pink all the time.

"Xiao Yun'er, you've been busy all day, take a break!" Jun Tong held Xiao Yun dissatisfied.

Since Xiao Yun woke up two years ago, the two returned to the army and joined Li Tingfeng.

Li Tingfeng has made a lot of military achievements over the years, and he is no longer the stunned young man who only knew how to charge forward.

"I'm fine, good boy." Xiao Yun smiled sweetly at Jun Tong.

Jun Tong suddenly lost his temper.

"Then I will help you."

The two were busy appeasing the people in the city, and Li Tingfeng came back from outside on horseback.

The battle was over, and they were finally able to take off their armor.

Li Tingfeng was dressed in simple attire, and her hair was still tied up, as if she was used to it.

Jun Tong looked at the pair of soldiers and horses behind Li Tingfeng: "How come General Li can't wait to propose marriage."

Li Tingfeng smiled embarrassedly: "You are not allowed to tell Yanling in advance."

Xiao Yun sneered: "Where shall we go and tell her?"

"Ah."

At this moment, Dongfang Qinglan, who was far away in the East China Sea, received a letter from the Central Plains, which was an invitation card, a wedding invitation card for Li Tingfeng and Yan Ling.

Yang Muhan looked at the two invitation cards sent over, the forbearing disciple of Changge, and the imperial court officials who planned the strategy from afar, and burst into tears.

LaCrosse stood outside the swamp and finally walked in.

The boy from back then has not changed at all, Xiao An followed behind him.

"You go with her. If you continue here, I can't help you."

Jun Yue looked at the group of people all in pink, his face was as pale as paper, but he was no longer the violent one before.

"Anner."

Xiao An tilted his head and looked at her, seeming to understand.

Jun Yue walked over with sobs, held her hand, and bowed deeply to the boy: "Thank you."

"It's my responsibility to teach, and she also helped me. Maybe the corpses in the world can be saved." The young man pursed his lips.

"Let's go back to Yangzhou and find Xiao Yun'er, shall we?"

The dull man seemed to understand, and said with difficulty: "Okay."

In the wind and sand in the desert, Lu Chengui sat under the Sansheng tree, looking at the scenery in the distance, when suddenly he was hugged by someone in his arms, and a blue figure appeared behind him who was originally empty.

"No Frost."

"Ah."

"Let's go to Tangmen"

"it is good."

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