Chaotic times Shura way

? "Jiu Xuan began to turn white, reflecting the sword master Qingjue's fierce face, "No matter what others say about him, I only believe what I saw with my own eyes, Jing Yan is definitely not this kind of person. "

"Then turn your head and look at it now." Huo Qifeng said indifferently, "See how you can trust him after seeing it with your own eyes."

Bai Lingfei held Jiuxuan tightly, and suddenly felt a restless restlessness in his heart. Unable to hold back, he subconsciously looked back.

The crown prince was drenched in blood, lying on the ground wearily.When Bai Lingfei saw it, his eyes fell on Jing Yan's open collar——

A talisman appeared on his chest, and the vines stretched out and attached to the phoenix, as if putting shackles on the wings of the firebird, and it was emitting a crimson and strange light.

Under the skin of the right neck, the familiar pulse was stronger and weaker, just echoing the light of Jing Yan's body seal.

"You have always been controlled by him, it's just that you trusted him so much that you didn't realize it."

Bai Lingfei stopped breathing, and it took him a long time to find his voice:

"Impossible...he doesn't know spells, how could he understand these..."

"Since he was able to conspire with the Ming Cult to force you to surrender, he naturally has a way to learn magic techniques from Fu Guang." Huo Qifeng said coldly: "You might as well ask him again, whether he killed the two little ones."

Jing Yan moved his fingers, spat out blood, and opened his eyes with difficulty.

Bai Lingfei was squatting beside him, holding Jiuxuan in his hand, and never left for a moment.

"Jing Yan...what Master said is not true, is it?"

It was such an emotion of longing for the answer to be "yes", that it turned Bai Lingfei's question into a rhetorical question.

Jing Yan almost lost the strength to breathe, wanted to touch Bai Lingfei's cheek, but finally smiled bitterly.

——If he was still the crown prince back then, he would shake his head as if nothing had happened, and then let Bai Lingfei continue to draw his sword against his master for him.

But he didn't after all.

After all, he didn't tell him a third lie.

At the last moment of his life, he wanted to make a confession in front of him.

"Lingfei...I'm sorry..." Without the usual elegant and proud arc, Jing Yan focused his eyes and said softly with the most sincere words: "I'm sorry for you..."

He shook his head in the pool of mixed blood, and the unfinished sentence was cut off.

In an instant, Bai Lingfei was the only one left in the foreign embassy crying with all his might.

——Every word and every sentence of the past was broken into countless fragments, bunches of which were suddenly pierced in my heart.

Such two people are irreplaceable in his life, one gave him the most quiet time, and the other gave him the sweetest day.

He once lived in such a pure lie that he could have lived there for the rest of his life.

But that was all a lie.

Everything he believed in and believed in collapsed before his eyes in that night.

"Bang!"

Zheng Bing got rid of the outside killers and finally rushed in through the main entrance of the embassy.

The hall was in ruins, but there were two swords fighting fiercely with exactly the same moves!

Everyone could only see the dazzling sword light——

That was Bai Lingfei's most peak "asking love" since his debut. The power of his whole body burst out, not only shaking Huo Qifeng away, but even Zheng Bing who had entered the embassy was forced to retreat outside the door!

King Anqing and others walked slowly into the hall, only to see Bai Lingfei rushing out of the window carrying Jing Yan, the attacker fled away immediately.

General Zheng, who was in charge, ordered decisively: "Chase!" He led the army to follow the killer.

"Go and save the crown prince!"

General Zheng was stunned, seeing that King Anqing's severed wrist was still bleeding, he shouted angrily:

"It's useless to catch a killer! It's important that His Highness is safe and sound!"

The layout of Luoyang City is complicated, even Biyang and An Ruoran spent a lot of time researching the art of street fighting before attacking the city, Bai Lingfei didn't choose a way, escaped with less than two cups of hot tea, and didn't know where he was.

He was humiliated at the hands of Ana Huan, and he went through a series of dramatic battles, collapsed several times, and was also burdened with Jing Yan who was unconscious. He fled to now, and he could no longer survive.

Luoshui was right in front of him, but he couldn't even cross the distance of ten feet.

Bai Lingfei swallowed back the blood in his throat, and without any other thought, he immediately clutched Jiuxuan tightly.

"...Trouble teaching the king to chase him from Kunlun to Luoyang, this junior is really sorry."

A man in Chinese robes and holy clothes was standing far away on the Luoshui Bridge, looking at him with a smile in the snowy night.

"Since the battle of Guangmingding, I can finally see the master of Yujian sect again. I am very pleased."

"We met on a narrow road, there is nothing to be comforted by." Bai Lingfei closed his eyes and focused, already secretly lucky, "If the king came for the old account, I also happened to want to settle the account for Shaoyaoju and my senior brother... If you came for Jing Yan Come, we can't escape to fight."

Fu Guang's eyes showed appreciation.

——This swordsman who has reached the pinnacle at a young age dares to provoke conflicts as soon as he comes, and he clearly wants to gain the upper hand in terms of momentum. Such courage is much better than the masters and masters of all parties in the Northern Cyprus.

"I don't want the crown prince's life, but if the sect master doesn't want to go back to the Kunlun Temple, then I can't guarantee that the crown prince will be safe."

Bai Lingfei pulled up the corners of his lips, but even the smile seemed very forced.

"Didn't the king think that with a simple sentence, I can put down Jiuxuan and go back with you?"

Among masters, one can know the truth at a glance.Fu Guang deeply understands that Lingfei's support up to now is purely based on will and cannot be sustained, but he doesn't mind spending a little more time in Luoshui:

"The head of the sect is someone who understands the overall situation and distinguishes the importance. You are at the end of your battle. Even if you kill the crown prince yourself, it is fine to bring you back to Kunlun. It depends on whether you are ruthless to make a bet on him." He said on the bridge. The state was very leisurely, and suddenly said: "However, since the crown prince owes you revenge for killing the child, even if you take him as a bet, it is human nature."

Sure enough, as Fu Guang expected, as soon as the offensive words came out, Bai Lingfei immediately coughed up blood.

A smile floated on Fuguang's face, he stretched his sleeves and took off, leaning down from the bridge.

The sharp palm force was like sword energy, it first scraped towards Bai Lingfei's cheeks, and then enveloped his whole body——

The master of the Ming religion is worthy of being the most famous master outside the Great Wall, he doesn't use a weapon, but the wind in his palm can't penetrate the needle, and the energy is distributed in the wind net, without any flaws.

Even at the peak, Bai Lingfei still didn't know how to block it. In such a state of injury, he couldn't even distinguish the shadow of his palm, let alone survived Fuguang's hand.

As if replaying the scene in the Jinghu Temple many years ago, Bai Lingfei was once again locked tightly by the invisible murderous aura.

He palmed Jiuxuan, but suddenly there was a kind of piercing sadness, and he didn't even want to raise his hand to fight again.

Maybe, if he died in Fuguang's hands, he would be freed from all this?

Seeing that the young swordsman had no intention of fighting, Fu Guang frowned slightly, and the "Wind Sand Palm" remained unchanged, attacking Bai Lingfei who was barely holding the sword with all his strength——

The palm wind hit, and the red blood on the white clothes fluttered into dust in the snow.

Jiuxuan was one point short, and with all his strength, he never blocked the edge of Fuguang's palm.

"boom!"

There was a burst of energy, and there was a muffled sound in the air above Luoshui.

——What blocked this palm was another sword blade that was as sharp as Jiuxuan.

An Ruoran flew down to Luoshui, looked at Fuguang, and said indifferently:

"Although Mobei is your world, do you think you can do whatever you want in Luoyang?"

Bai Lingfei's whole body trembled, looking at the back of Shan Jianhu in front of him.

"If Tuoba Miefeng hadn't stopped me many times, you would have been killed by Guangmingding." Fu Guang's eyes showed murderous intent, and there was rarely hatred in his words, "There is no door to hell, but you sent yourself to the door, don't blame me for being merciless !"

The palms of the swords clashed with each other, and the two of them took half a step back.

Fuguang couldn't hide his shock on his face——

He has been invincible in Mobei, and has been regarded as a martial artist by all the tribes in the grassland, but he can't get cheap from An Ruoran!

"Run away!" An Ruoran shouted.

"Brother..." Bai Lingfei trembled his lips, "Thank you."

The sword light reflected on An Ruoran's left cheek, and the scar on Jun's face still showed vicissitudes.

"Silly boy." He smiled faintly, "You are my junior brother, how could I let someone hurt you."

——Xiao Fei, this is the last time that senior brother can save you.

Bai Lingfei didn't hesitate any longer, hugged the crown prince on his back tightly, and jumped into the river.

On the day when the new emperor ascended the throne, Luoyang ushered in the most shocking night in hundreds of years——

After the state banquet in the imperial city, assassins from the embassy outside Shilifang in Luobei instigated an assassination, which not only affected innocent civilians, but also caused King Anqing to have his palm cut off on the spot. Only then did the whole of Luoyang know that the Crown Prince of Nanchu had been hiding in the city!

An Ruoran immediately left the palace and presided over the hunt for the killer all night long.

Luoyang is in chaos, and Luoshui lights are all over the river.

Standing on the roof of the tiles, Fu Guang overlooked the Luoshui Arch Bridge, "Originally after I succeeded in Anahuan, I started to snatch Bai Lingfei back to Kunlun. Unfortunately, first he failed to perform the spell, and then An Ruoran obstructed it. Fall short."

"You tried your best to capture Xiao Fei because you wanted to use the soul of 'Phoenix' to revive Feng Yu who sank at the bottom of the holy lake?"

Huo Qifeng hid in the darkness, looking at General Yingwei in armor on Luoshui, there was some flickering light in his eyes.

"The master of Mingjiao is actually nothing more than that. Even if he descends to the heavens and the earth, he can't keep a single person."

"What about the master of Yujian sect?" Fu Guangdan said, "You have repeatedly warned me not to kill An Ruoran, and kept him from dying in the ice prison; you also tried to take Bai Lingfei away several times to drive a wedge between him and Jing Yan. May he really wake up, and at last they also go your way?"

"At the very least, if he knocks you back, Xiao Fei won't fall into your hands after all."

"Do you think Bai Lingfei can escape?"

"I said earlier that if you dare to attack either of them, no matter where I am in the world, I will kill all the apostles of your Ming Cult." Huo Qifeng said coldly.

Fu Guang smiled when he heard this.

"You treat them as apprentices, but they may not regard you as a master."

——The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole follows behind.He avoided Huo Qifeng's prying and waited in the embassy for a shot, but he saw the scene of Bai Lingfei's collapse.

It turns out that people can also be so painful.

At that moment, he seemed to see the shadow of Feng Yu smiling in front of the temple in the young man who was betrayed by his close relatives.

"...You and Bai Lingfei, can't be masters and apprentices anymore in this life?"

Huo Qifeng felt a pain in his chest, Xuan restrained his emotions again, his face repeated indifference.

"Since we can't persuade him to leave, Hei Xuanbing will meet the Southern Chu army on the battlefield. Either you die or I die."

He flicked his sleeves, forgetting all the lights in Luoshui.

——Xiaofei, back then I gave you the name Lingfei, in the hope that you would be nimble and unrestrained, soaring high into the sky, and you would never have to pollute your pupils.But you are not reconciled, in your bones, you have long decided to fly down the peak, no matter how hard you are, you still insist on going so alone.

Being able to watch you and Ruoran grow up is the most beautiful joke of fate.But the only necessity in my life is to lead Xianbei to rule the northern border again.Just as you can't let go of Southern Chu, the Tuoba people can't live without the prairie. My people, my people, the road to restoration of the country I should have fought for - that is, as the Xianbei royal family, I will never be able to do so. shirk responsibility.

After tonight, you will truly arm your wings and become a phoenix repeating the fate of the previous generation.Forgive Master, I have come here, and finally I can no longer do anything for you.

You and I are destined to die on the battlefield and be buried in that lonely place.

Master wants you to remember that I only wish you a life of carefree and clear life.

"Shuai An! Brother has searched all over Luoshui overnight, and found no suspicious signs!"

The search was disturbed by heavy snow, and the torches could only reach both sides of the river, which made the Zheng soldiers even more difficult. However, no soldiers showed signs of fatigue in front of the commander.

It was snowing heavily, and their coach stood on the warboat on the river, his face slightly pale, staring blankly at the floating lights on the river.

"Has anyone ever used my token to get out of town?"

The commanding general immediately reported: "Half an hour ago, the brother of Dingdingmen reported that your token was on a small boat. As soon as the small boat came out of the city gate sluice, it went downstream from Luoshui to the direction of Gaojindu. .”

An Ruoran was silent for a long time, then nodded calmly.

"Send down the order, sound the trumpet to close the team, and tell the public that the killer has absconded along the river and is no longer in the city. On the side of Nanchu, I will explain to King Anqing on behalf of His Majesty."

——He intercepted Fuguang at a critical moment, in order to protect Bai Lingfei's safety, he even fought with the master of the Ming Cult on the spot and suffered both losses.However, the moment Bai Lingfei jumped into Luoshui, a small boat sailed out from under the bridge, carrying him and Jing Yan away from Luoshui.

He immediately mobilized the whole city to search, one is to prevent the assassin from assassinating, and the other is to track Xiao Zhou's whereabouts.Looking at it now, the people on that small boat were not the enemies of Southern Chu, so Bai Lingfei used the token he gave Jing Yan to leave the city.

The gate of the other courtyard by the river was open, and Chang Sun Kai, dressed in fox fur, paced out of the house.

Standing in front of the boat with his hands behind his back, he said to Emperor Xia, "Why does your sire get up so early?"

"It's nothing, it's just that An Shuai searched the city all night last night, and I didn't sleep well." Chang Sun Kai said calmly.

"I'm really terrified if I don't deal with it well and alarmed the Holy Majesty."

Changsun Kai could naturally tell whether this god general who had fought all over the north was in panic.

"It's not a problem, anyway, Luoyang City has always been where Anshuai is in charge. It's also a pleasure for me to come out to watch the sunrise and snowfall." Emperor Xia pulled up his collar, not wanting to let snowflakes drift into the fox fur, "I heard that Crown Prince Jingyan was assassinated in Shilifang last night. Has the murderer been brought to justice? Is the Crown Prince safe?"

An Ruoran's eyes suddenly became deep, and he stared at Chang Sun Kai motionlessly.

"The killer and the crown prince are still missing."

"Oh?" Changsun Kaihuer frowned, "Is Luoyang City still safe?"

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, when the Xia Guo envoys leave the city this morning, I will personally escort you to the gate of the city."

Changsun Kai's expression slowed down a little, and he said with a relieved smile:

"Since I have An Shuai as the guarantor, why should I worry?" After saying that, he nodded slightly at An Ruoran and led the way back to the other courtyard.

After retreating to the gate of the courtyard, Chang Sun Kai lowered his voice and asked General Wei beside him:

"Did Zhang Junxing send them out of the city?"

"Half an hour ago, they left the city. General Zhang entrusted them to the boatman at Yukou Ferry, and asked him to send them to Gaojin Town."

Chang Sun Kai didn't say anything, but moved his eyes thoughtfully.

"Your Majesty..." General Wei hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Crown Prince Jing Yan and the Major General of the Fenglang Army are both the most difficult and powerful enemies of our army. In the past few years, countless brothers and colleagues have died in many battles. In their hands, why did you first send a message to warn the crown prince, and then arranged for General Zhang to rescue him in time last night?"

"The Middle-earth crisis is approaching, only the two of them can hope to save the current situation from the dire situation."

Chang Sun Kai sighed, in the deep black double pupils, there was a certain sacred but firm first glow——

"A true giant must stand above the interests of his own clan in many cases... The fire-winged phoenix believed by the ancestors not only has the soul of fighting bravely, but also the soul of protecting the world."

In the eastern sky, a half-curved fish belly is slightly seen.

An Ruoran on the river remained silent, looking at the falling frost flakes in mid-air, as if he was watching a Huangliang dream from his previous life.

The author has something to say: I suddenly found that there are a lot of people in this chapter (laughs) The third volume is almost finished, but the most cruel part of this volume seems to be unfinished...

☆, dead heart

The cold night was long, and in the small boat on Luoshui, the boatman was rocking the boat outside the cabin and guiding the boat forward silently.

Only the breathing of the two people remained in the cabin, one gradually stabilized, but the other became disordered.

All the clothes were scattered on the ground, and the boy was struggling to move on the man.

It was a one-sided sex, not even called sex, he was the only one who was piercing himself with the flesh knife, the man was completely unconscious, and the yang essence was not released, which prolongs the torture endlessly.

True Qi follows the path of the twelve main channels of Yujianmen, starting from the Liver Meridian of Foot Jueyin and ending at the Heart Meridian of Hand Shaoyin, opening up the meridians burned by the Qi of Zhiyang in men one by one.Until the end, the essence gathers in the sea of ​​Qi in the lower abdomen, and turns into heat and runs through the tunnel.

"Lingfei...forgive me...I just don't want...don't want to lose you..."

Bai Lingfei remained motionless, his pupils staring at the unconscious Jing Yan, the grief in his eyes quietly flooded into a river between them.

If he can't forgive Jing Yan, can he also forgive himself?

He buried the little one with his own hands, but he brought Jiuxuan, loyalty, and everything he could give to the murderer who killed them.

So much warmth, so much no regrets, it turned out that they were all wrong.

He was wrong from the beginning, falling in love with him, protecting him, following him...every day, every promise should not exist.The little ones looked at all of this, but in fact they never closed their eyes.

He left Jing Yan's body with muddy white traces, and put the white clothes scattered all over his body back on his body.

The double repair technique has healed most of Jing Yan's injuries, but his limbs, lower body, and the deepest part of his chest are all tearing pains.

He curled up in the cabin, point by point, suffocated to the point of being blinded.

Tears chilled his cheeks, pierced his whole body, every place that was kissed and touched by Jing Yan, the pain was much crueler than when he was raped/tortured by Ana Huan.

His heart is beating, and every time he beats, he misses him very close.He wanted to pinch his heart, but found that the love for him was not in his heart, even if he grasped his own bones with his hands, he couldn't hold back the love that went deep into the marrow——

He couldn't control himself, he fell in love with this man, and it had already penetrated his whole body.Unless he dies, love can die with him.

He hated Jing Yan, but hated himself even more, hated himself for hating him so much, and hated himself for still loving him——

Never for a moment, he would feel that his love and hatred were so absurd as a joke.

In such a desolate severe winter, he lay beside Jing Yan alone, and shed all the tears he could.

The majestic and splendid ancient capital gradually shrunk a little behind, and finally disappeared into the Luoshui Mang Mountain.

——If you can go out one day, you will be my princess.

——I don't believe in miracles, but I believe in you.

——It turns out that I can no longer control myself... I love you more than I imagined.

——What I promised is eternity, and you and I are destined.

——Next time I don’t want you to hide your head and show your tail. I will take you to Luoshui Mang Mountain to see all the peonies in that season.

He was recalling every scene with him, promising to melt the sharp knife and kill the soul, and finally turned into a desolate low smile.

Jing Yan, this glance is the last time you and I look at Luoyang.

After a long time, he raised his upper arm and tremblingly touched Jiuxuan's scabbard.

The tear stains had already dried up, and he gradually evoked a faint and icy hook.

Jing Yan was still murmuring in a coma: "Lingfei...forgive me..."

He leaned down, his bangs just covered his eyes, leaving only the corners of his lips trembling even when he tried his best to smile.

"I will never forgive you in my life."

He shook his wrist slightly, and his fingertips rested on the outline of Jing Yan.

"……sorry."

I'm sorry, I hate myself for loving you like that.

The bright top is as pure white as before, and the high and steep ice walls bloom with flowers like clear snow. Even the golden silk and white robes of the teaching king seem to be in full bloom.

Thousands of believers prostrated themselves at the altar at the other end of the holy lake, bowing their heads devoutly to their lord.

Fuguang stood in front of the Temple of Light, and the pure gold gate shone solemnly and solemnly behind him.

The deputy envoy who was supposed to be by the side of the church king knelt down before the congregation:

"Yi Fan knows that he deserves death for his crime, so he is willing to be punished by the king."

Fu Guang looked at Ren Yifan who was kneeling in front of him lightly, and said, "Why do you want to make such a claim?"

Ren Yifan did not dare to raise his head to look at Fuguang, but only stared at the white jade field in front of him:

"Bai Lingfei used to massacre in the temple, causing the dead members of the Holy Cult to sink to the bottom of the lake. In the past few years, he has taken the lives of thousands of dead people from my church intermittently. I can't swallow this anger in my heart. The hatred blinds my reason for a while. , that’s why the assassin who originally assassinated Crown Prince Jing Yan was dispatched to ambush him.”

Fuguang was silent.

"Ask the king to punish you."

Fu Guang dragged his golden silk white robe and took a step closer, "You really want me to punish you?"

Ren Yifan insisted on repeating: "Ask the king to punish you."

Fuguang fulfilled his wish, and said coldly: "The Holy Cult has cultivated only [-] celestial killers for many years, and you buried hundreds of people under the Nine Profound Sword in the first battle in the other courtyard, and because of this, it led to the plan to ambush Jing Yan." In the end, the crown prince of Nanchu was not able to die in Luoyang because of flaws. In addition to the crime of arbitrarily dispatching the dead, are you willing to accept the punishment?"

Ren Yifan nodded resolutely, Fuguang turned around, and the corner of the robe edged with gold thread drew a sharp arc——

"Take any deputy envoy to the dark prison, and until there is another decree, no one will be allowed to visit during this period."

All the kneeling congregation put their hands on their knees, bent down, touched their foreheads to the ground, and respectfully sent their priest away.

Yan Lan stood by Fuguang's side, wearing a noble and graceful gold silk peacock robe, but her eyebrows and eyes exposed outside the veil were extremely indifferent.

The congregation dispersed one after another and returned to the various living halls in Guangmingding, only Ren Yifan was still kneeling on the altar.

——The three major prisons of light, ice, fire, and darkness, each of which has its own frightening features. Execution of apostates; and the dark prison is designed to punish the congregants who have committed horrific mistakes. The prison room is completely dark, silent and lightless. Many killers of the Three Realms who have always regarded death as home are also completely disintegrated here and forced to live in endless claustrophobia. Their minds collapsed, and even if they were released, they would become insane for life and could no longer accept the mission of the Holy Order.

She followed Fuguang through the corridor beside the holy lake, lost her mind for a moment, tripped over her own robes, and fell straight to the white jade floor.

"Are you satisfied with the result?"

Yan Lan looked up in astonishment, only listening to the tall and stalwart back saying:

"He is willing to go to the dark prison for you, isn't it worth your while to visit him?"

She realized the profound meaning of these two words of the Jiaowang, and her jade face under the heavy veil turned pale in shock, but Fu Guang had gradually faded away in the corridor.

She just lay on the ground of the corridor, subconsciously looking at the holy lake altar with a little daze.

The senior congregants who came to carry out the teaching king's order walked forward and escorted Ren Yifan from the left and right.

He stood up slowly, without any resistance, and followed his subordinates to the dark prison as ordered.

Just before turning around, his eyes seemed to be absent, and he glanced at Yan Lan faintly.

Only one glance.Then he was willing to stay in the world without light and sound for her.

The claustrophobic days may be as short as a few days or as long as several years. Before that, the only thing left for him is his own heartbeat and breathing.

Yan Lan suddenly supported the white jade stone pillar, and got up awkwardly in the struggle. As soon as she moved, she froze suddenly on the corridor——

Even if she could run away, what would she say to him?

It seemed that there were words brewing in her heart, but she couldn't remember what it was.

She could only watch Ren Yifan walk down the altar step by step to that place of emptiness and despair.

There was some strange throbbing in her heart, she wanted to know what it was, and wanted to suppress it, but this time, she couldn't do it.

The most brilliant chess player can control the situation in the world, but only the love and hatred of people's hearts cannot be calculated no matter what.

At this moment, the face that had been frozen for many years seemed to be cracked, and a thick look of sadness gradually oozes out.

——Some things have crossed the thousand-year-old glacier of Kunlun, and are gradually melting into her veil.

Fu Guang stood in the garden of the Jiaowang Palace, doing nothing but staring at the white sea that bloomed from ancient times.

It was the only place where lilies of the valley were planted on Guangmingding, and his eyes fell on the place where the flowers were densest, and Dongxue blocked his sight from lilies of the valley.

In the silence, he seemed to return to the midsummer many years ago—the last lily of the valley season in his life.

Feng Yu was at this place, holding "Twelve Nights Ice", and left him a farewell smile.

He didn't understand why Feng Yu committed suicide by taking poison.

He once promised Feng Yu that he would not kill him, nor would he deprive him of his honor and status in the church. He would allow the congregation to respect him as the holy king, even if he only had a false title, he could still have the title All treatment - as long as he does not break free from Wu Jinsuo.

Before taking control of Guangmingding, the position of the king was his only goal, but when he really put on the golden silk and white robe, he was not satisfied and relieved as expected.He kept wanting to get back that hole in his heart, and it wasn't until after he had sex with Feng Yu for the first time that he understood why that hole came from——

He got what he thought he wanted the most, but he lost what he really wanted the most forever.

After that, he continued to compensate Feng Yu.

He planted many lilies of the valley in the garden for him—he knew that Feng Yu loved to raise his sleeves against the wind in May and tell stories while smelling the fragrance of lilies of the valley.

He brought him the tributes from all the tribes outside the Great Wall to the Holy Church, and he gave him all the most luxurious things in the Church. Everything he could and couldn’t give was sent to the Temple of the King, and it was piled up here. A sea of ​​flowers.

He imprisoned the phoenix and decorated it with the most expensive treasures in the world, only hoping to see the phoenix spreading its wings again.

But the phoenix could not fly again all his life.

It wasn't until the moment of Feng Yu's death that I saw his smile on Licao in the holy lake that day again.

That smile often appeared in his dreams. In the dream, Feng Yu held lily of the valley in his hands, smiled at him, and raised his sleeves to point to the clear blue sky of Kunlun.

Once he woke up from a dream and walked to the garden behind the palace. In a trance, he did something he hadn't dared to do for many years:

He picked up the sand-cleaning knife and slashed at Wu Jinsuo who had imprisoned Feng Yu back then.

Cracks suddenly appeared on the rare magic weapon cable, and it broke immediately.

"At that moment, I finally understood that you didn't use "Twelve Nights Ice" because you wanted to get rid of it..."

Facing the sea of ​​lily of the valley flowers, Fu Guang said in a low voice, "You used yourself to save me back then."

He seemed to be smiling, but that smile was quickly covered by snow.

"I went to see Ming Huaiyu on your behalf. You saved him back then, but he didn't walk the path you expected. This time he will rule Luoyang again, but he will eventually be a sinner for the entire Central Plains."

"Feng Yu, I will let you come back soon." Fu Guang whispered, "Only Anahuan can awaken the phoenix in this world. As long as you have the soul of the phoenix, you can come back to life."

The sigh of the Jiaowang disappeared in the fragrance of lily of the valley and snow.

☆, longing for thousands of miles

When Xiaozhou arrived at Gaojindu, the crown prince finally regained consciousness from his lethargy.

"My lord, you've woken up."

The boatman was rowing the oars at the bow, and when he saw Jing Yan woke up, he let out a long breath and said happily:

"I'm still worried that when the boat berths, your friend won't come back in time, and you will sleep alone at the ferry for a few more days."

After the heavy snow, the Luoshui is covered with hoarfrost, making the scenery particularly bleak.

The crown prince looked out of the cabin in a daze, the fragments of the night after the state banquet were suddenly broken up, and then slowly put together again in sequence.

He and King Anqing arrived at the foreign embassy, ​​and later they were assassinated by Mingjiao killers. King Anqing broke his hand to save him, and it was Bai Lingfei who rushed to help him at a critical moment——

Huo Qifeng's sword, together with Bai Lingfei's eyes filled with despair, suddenly rolled back like a wave.

"Lingfei..." Jing Yan blurted out, "Where is Lingfei?!"

"You mean that young man in white?" The boatman scratched his head and replied, "He went ashore by himself a few days ago."

"……gone?"

He didn't understand it for a while, and after a while, he suddenly tightened his chest.

Bai Lingfei never left him.

I once sent him away from Beijing to guard the border, and earlier, I also parted from him in the sky prison for several months, but that was not leaving.

No matter how far Lingfei goes, his heart is still on him.Between them, no one can do without the other.

But this time, he really left.

"Well, when you got on the boat, you were really no different from a dead person, but he treated you well, rubbed the medicine on your body, and...cough..." The boatman suddenly felt a little embarrassed, rubbed his nose and said: "Forgive me for being troublesome, just pretend I didn't say it."

Jing Yan narrowed his eyes and stared at the boatman without moving.

"Don't get me wrong! I really didn't want to look at it on purpose! It's just that he doesn't seem to have...has this habit. After all, what is the relationship between the young master and him?"

"Who are you? Why did you send us to Gaojindu?" the Crown Prince asked coldly.

The boatman was astonished.

"...I just received money to do business. An old man entrusted you on this boat at Yukou Ferry. I saw that it happened to be on the way and the reward was generous, so I took over the business."

Jing Yan still refused to let the boatman go: "Who is that man?"

"I only know silver, how can I know that uncle?" The boatman paused, then suddenly recalled: "But his accent is like that of a Longxi native, he wears bright clothes, wears a sword, and has a token on his body, so he should be someone from Not small."

Longxi?Thinking about it this way, is he actually from the Xia Kingdom?

The struggle in Luoyang weighed on his heart like a boulder.An Ruoran, Anahuan, Huo Qifeng... Those people who can influence the future of Middle-earth at the flick of a finger are suddenly as far away as a dream on the other side.

Without Bai Lingfei, he suddenly lost the real feeling of the moment.

Everything in the cabin was arranged in an orderly manner, including the bed, coffee table, and a few unused wound medicines...but there was no trace of him.

He took Jiuxuan away, took away all the proofs of his existence, and didn't even leave a single sentence behind.

"Young master! You..."

He was wearing unlined clothes and stumbled out of the cabin.

The Gaojin Ferry outside is very deserted, and the boats are scattered. It is the loneliest time of the year in Luoshui.

"What day is today?"

"December is three, and His Majesty just ascended the throne in Luoyang half a month ago!"

He was blowing the cold wind of the cold winter in the north, and suddenly smiled desolately.

On Luoshui, beside the ferry, and in the small town, the snow is covered with pure colors.

The world is boundless, all is white.The person he loved has disappeared thousands of miles away.

The boatman saw that his whole body had turned into a stone statue, and without blinking half his eyes, he called out worriedly, "Master?"

He stared blankly into the distance, lost in silence.

Lingfei, I promised you that if you leave one day, even if I chase you from Jiangnan to the desert, I will bring you back.

But I didn't say that at that time, I owe you the heaviest sin from the very beginning.If you leave with hatred, I will chase you all over the world, will I be lucky enough to bring you back with me?

"Moor the boat at the ferry."

The boatman responded, and the boat gradually came ashore.

Jing Yan went into the cabin and took the Hengji sword, and put the sword and medicine in his arms, thanked the boatman, and jumped up to the ferry.

He dragged the body he picked up from the ghost gate, turned his back on Luoshui resolutely, and walked forward step by step.

The cloth boots stepped on the snow, and the snow twisted his feet, making every step extremely difficult.

Responsibility and identity kept holding him back, but the call to a person made him continue to move forward involuntarily.

"Your Highness!"

He stopped his cloth boots.

The major general in Tsing Yi stood at the end of the ferry, dragged two horses and came straight.

He suddenly came back to his senses, and saw that his friend who was supposed to be stationed in Akasaka was waiting for him at this small ferry.

The worries of the past half month were finally swept away, the major general's eyes were bright and eager, and he happily handed him the fur:

"The subordinates have been waiting for you at Gaojindu. The news about you has spread throughout the Central Plains. Fortunately, you are still safe and sound."

"My message?"

Qingyuan nodded slightly.

"Since the assassination at the foreign embassy, ​​the news that you were seriously injured and died has not disappeared. Finally, King Anqing returned to the city and said that you had secretly returned to Beijing with the convoy and recuperated in the palace." The major general sighed softly and said: "However, you haven't shown up for a long time. The news of your death spreads in the Central Plains. People in Pingjing are terrified, and the hundreds of thousands of Southern Chu troops in Hanzhong are about to mutiny. As a last resort, I have to use your fire-winged phoenix flag to appease you temporarily. The morale of the Northern Expeditionary Army."

As Jing Yan listened, his lips became tighter and tighter.

——He fainted for a short part of the boat trip, but the Central Plains has been turned upside down because of him.

"How will you be here?"

"It was Lingfei who sent the letter to me." Qingyuan said in a low voice, "He said that you arrived at Gaojindu in the past two days, and he still has some private matters to attend to. Please ask me to escort you back to Pingjing."

Hearing that name suddenly, Jing Yan felt a sharp pain in his heart.

He still can't let go of himself... Does this mean that Lingfei will come back one day?

Qingyuan suddenly knelt down to him, clenched his left fist in front of his chest, and greeted the commander back with the standard Southern Chu military salute——

"The subordinate Ying Long Army leads Qingyuan, and we are here to escort His Highness back to the court.