Rebirth is back for you

Outside the account, Taoist Master Wuhui and Jiang Boxi looked at each other, they walked away together, and Jiang Boxi even swept away the belated Qingtang.

It seems that a few people are very tacit about what will happen in the blue sky inside.

But in fact, as soon as Jing Ran was involved, she fell into a strong embrace, and the people behind her hugged her tightly like never before, but they remained motionless for a long time, with no room for turning around.

If it was usual, Jing Ran would definitely lower her head and say with a smile, "The waist is about to break", but today, even now, feeling the slight trembling of the people behind her, she opened her mouth again and again, only to feel condensed, half Can't say a word.

What else can I do.

Is there any way to stay instead of leaving?No need to escape from death, no need to gamble?Don't be cruel, don't be reluctant?

No more.

There is no other way.

The sunlight penetrating through the gaps in the camp tent fell mottled on the faces of the two people, making them extremely dark.

After a long time, Jing Ran lowered her eyelashes and said in a low voice, "Mian'er, I also want...to hug you again."

There was no reply, and the arms around his waist did not relax. Jing Ran waited for a long time, then lowered his head as if he was outside the account, and said softly, "Are you annoying me, so you have to punish me."

The eldest grandson Qimu suddenly bit Jingran's neck hard, his voice was unbelievably hoarse, unable to hear the usual clearness and softness, and said word by word: "If you want to hug me, save your life and come back and hug me yourself. "

Jingran's drooping eyelashes were silently covered with tides, Changsun Qimu suddenly strangled her waist even tighter, and whispered in her ear: "This is the path you chose, you have to go , I will follow you, but if you don’t come back this time, don’t even ask me to collect the bones for you.” After a pause, he said word by word: “Even if I get to Huangquan Road, I will never wait for you, forever and ever , I will never see you again, I will do what I say."

Jing Ran's heart trembled violently, and her body trembled slightly.

"Why are you crying? I didn't tie you up forcibly, and I didn't insist on taking you to do what you should do. You still have the face to cry, huh?" With warm fingers, he stroked himself up and gently touched Jing Ran's face. After wiping the water stains on his fingertips, he said: "Are these tears shed for me? You are so tough, so resolute, so self-sufficient, and you have a heart of stone that is willing to let go of anything, and you are willing to do it for me." I shed tears, huh?"

As if he couldn't take it anymore, Jing Ran suddenly turned around forcefully, using his internal and spiritual power to turn around and hug the person behind him tightly into his arms.

There was a stabbing sound, and there was a sudden cracking sound, and before seeing anything clearly, it fell into darkness.

Changsun Qimu fastened the torn cloth strips to Jing Ran's eyes, and described her facial features over and over again, calmly said: "I said before, if you want to hug me, you will save your life and come back to hug me. You are so smart. Should know what I mean."

"Why are you willing to—" Jing Ran's outstretched hands slowly and tremblingly lowered, and his voice gradually became hoarse until he could no longer hear it.

She naturally knew what this person meant. She wanted to make herself feel regretful that she never hugged her for the last time in this life, never saw her for the last time, and even when she died, she loved her for three lifetimes. People are annoyed by her, or even hate her... She just wants to let herself rely on this kind of regret, this unwillingness, and when she can't hold on any longer, she can't live anymore. , struggling to survive.

"I'm very willing." Changsun Qimu pursed his lips, stared coldly at her arm slowly lowered, and said with a sneer: "You are willing to torture me, and you are willing to make my life worse than death, so why should I be reluctant. "

The huge tent was as quiet as an abyss, and the color of the azure brocade covering Jing Ran's eyes gradually deepened. Changsun Qimu suddenly closed his eyes deeply, stepped forward, clasped her hands tightly and kissed her.

The salty liquid flowed down the cheeks of the two like a tide, and all the coldness, tenacity, and cruelty collapsed at this moment.

Just treat it as the last time, just under such unwillingness, let's kiss intimately for the last time.

The mottled sunlight that fell on the two moved away bit by bit, refracting dazzling light and shadow on the ground. Changsun Qimu rested his head on Jingran's shoulder and whispered calmly in her ear: "You know you How much pain would I feel when I was stripped of my spiritual veins in Lingshan, when I was close to death, and when I was in pain."

"I—" Jing Ran opened her mouth dumbly. It's not that she couldn't think of it, but she didn't dare to think about it.Such a person who doesn't even want to let her suffer even the slightest bit of pain in daily life, if she can stay by her side and witness the process inch by inch, she will not be in pain, but she will collapse.

Jing Ran was suddenly a little thankful that this person didn't have to be with her, and couldn't be with her.

The eldest grandson Qimu's expression remained unchanged, and he slowly faded away from Jingran's arms, and finally touched her lips lightly with his head tilted, and said softly and softly: "Just know, come back early, don't let me hurt in vain .”

Jing Ran quietly stood on the spot with her eyes covered, her lips tightly pursed and she traced the empty outline of the person in front of her, she didn't reply, she nodded very slowly, then turned and walked out bit by bit.

In fact, her spiritual skills have already been accomplished, she can clearly sense the person behind her slowly squatting down, she can sense her hands covering her face, and she can sense the silent tears spreading from her fingers... …

The sunlight outside seemed to be dazzling, and Jing Ran's hand that lifted the curtain slowly went around the back of his head, and untied the laceration that was blinded in front of his eyes.

Before he could move, his waist was suddenly hugged tightly from behind again, and there was a scorching tide from his neck.

"Aren't you very reluctant just now, are you reluctant now?" Jing Ran frowned, and gently put his hands on the hands that were wrapped around his waist and abdomen.

There was no reply, only the clearly suppressed crying and the hot flashes in the neck.

Jing Ran wrapped Changsun Qimu's hands into his palms, pulled them up and pressed them to his lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Wait for me to come back."

"it is good."

"You are not allowed to watch me leave. When I come back, come pick me up again." Liebo, which was still tainted with warmth and tide, was tied in front of Changsun Qimu's eyes with his backhand. The corner of Jingran's mouth curled into a smile, and finally bowed his head and kissed gently He kissed the back of her hand and walked away.

"it is good."

"Evening Spirit Grass... I'll leave it to you." The farther and farther away the voice became more indistinct.

Changsun Qimu lowered his head lightly, large drops of clear liquid fell coldly, and scattered tiny burrs on the ground:

"……it is good."

The afternoon sun was warm and brilliant. Jiang Boxi hung on a treetop branch, looked Jing Ran up and down, and finally fixed his eyes on the bag in her hand, "So fast?"

"Come down."

The Master of No Return at the side was turned a blind eye, and suddenly let out a long, stinky snort.

Such a comparison, Jiang Baixi raised his eyebrows and jumped to the ground, looked at Jing Ran and raised his eyebrows and said: "I thought it would be better to be lingering..."

The pretentiously relaxed voice stopped abruptly, Jing Ran stepped forward and hugged Jiang Baixi into his arms, then backed away without saying anything, rubbed her head, and walked away.

Jiang Baixi lowered his head and shook his sleeves, and said, "Do you have to leave in such a hurry?"

Jing Ran smiled slightly, then turned to look at her, "Do you still want me to stay and watch your big wedding?"

Jiang Baixi rolled his eyes, and deliberately counted: "It's easy for you to go away, that old man, dead woman, and the mess in this world, all left to me alone."

"It's a lot of work if you can." Jing Ran raised his eyebrows indifferently, and threw the burden in his hands up and down, "The old man has been in the Deqin Palace for a long time. If he is willing, I will trust Master Huiren." Take him to travel around the world; that dead woman is accompanied by her father, and the child born is also recorded in your name, you should work harder; as for this world," Jing Ran's eyes became deep, and said: "It was originally you What should be done, I have already organized the military strategy for you, commanded the soldiers and horses, prepared reserves and food, as well as grandson Qihong, Gu Jingzhou, Xingyi, Pei Jinsong, Qianmo, Yanhuai, Ye Mei, etc. , I swear to you, and at your command, that's enough for you."

Jiang Boxi turned around and left, "You're not bad at calculating."

Jing Ran smiled and said nothing, and took one last look at the direction of the Chinese army's camp, then turned and left with the Taoist leader of no return.

"When you come back, this place will be a land of clear seas and rivers." Jiang Baixi stopped, looked at the cloud-covered peak of Yunwu Mountain, and pursed his lips.

"Okay." Jing Ran nodded with a smile, and raised his hand. Qingluan, whose wings were like clouds hanging from the sky, slowly rose from the direction of Yunwu Mountain. Under the gaze of tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, and under the gaze of the people in several cities on the border of the Three Kingdoms, two figures, one black and one white, jumped onto the back of the divine bird one after another, and together they slowly disappeared into the boundless east.

In the ninth year of Zhaoping in Ganqiu, on November [-]th of the lunar calendar, the enthronement ceremony and wedding ceremony of the new emperor in Ganqiu, which attracted worldwide attention, took place on the same day.

Just when the auspicious day was confirmed and announced to the world, the Yubaipo incident, which had been discussed for a month, was finally suppressed a little. As for the matter, the one who was most affected was Qingyue's unenthroned Princess Nine, followed by the imperial courts of Wuli and Qingyue.

As for Ganqiu, not only was he not affected in the slightest, he even benefited a little during the chaos in Wuli, even though Wuli's overlord soon reappeared, taking control of the government and stabilizing people's hearts.However, under Ganqiu's favorable timing and double happiness today, the firm belief that the whole country and the people are united to create a prosperous age has been deeply integrated into everyone's hearts until it reaches its peak.

The northern country is very cold, and the weather in November has been frozen three feet, but even so, it can't stop the upsurge of the people rushing out to watch the ceremony. When the guard of honor, which stretches for several miles, comes out from the palace, the whole capital is boiling one after another. up.This is not just a mere act of the people to join in the fun, these cheers contain their most heartfelt, sincere belief and wishes for the former prince and today's new emperor who have governed Ganqiu in recent years. .

They also hope that Ganqiu can gradually move towards a brand new prosperous age in such a prosperous situation.

The author has something to say: the next chapter wants to insert an episode of the last song, if you are not interested, don't buy it, just remind me