[Listening to Snow] The Light on the Clouds Dream Soul Wither

Chapter 10 is not in it and does not shed tears

There is one love in life, there is no wrong or right, how many words are left behind, who are you talking to now--no tears will be shed if you are not in it!

--Inscription.

Can't let go?

Those love and hate, truth and lies.

Warmth is the cruelest poison in this world, but it just makes everyone happy.

If you can't let go, instead of leaving regrets in vain, it's better to do your best and give it a go.

……

Growing up in such a deep house and receiving such an unusual education, she has always been quite proud of herself.Rooted, hopelessly proud.

Even if her world is built on lies, even if all her renunciation and persistence collapse.She also wants to be a smiling person for herself.

Even if the road ahead is on fire, she will walk on with a smile.

smiling.

into hell.

Open your eyes.

A desolate crimson.

The dark sky was filled with old clouds.A round of blood moon, silent, hanging low in the air.

The moment consciousness returned, there was a dull pain between the fingers.

In his hand is a short stick, slender and irregular, with a slight curvature.It's smooth to the touch, but I don't know what kind of material it is.When her eyes extended to the distance, Yuyao realized that she was still lying on the cliff.

The tomb at the end of the bamboo forest had been scattered long ago, but the corpse was nowhere to be seen.There are long and short white sticks scattered around the pit.It seems to be arranged in an unknown way - as if, a flower in full bloom.

Where is the center of the flower—

Yuyao jumped up in surprise.

Suddenly, she found the skull leaning against her back.

In the next moment, the originally quiet bones stood up trembling as if they had been shocked by some kind.Like a budding lotus, it blooms under the moonlight.

blood moon.dark night.bones.

She suddenly looked up at the sky.

Slightly smiled.

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When the mist cleared, a huge fire rose from the pre-dawn dark blue in the upper reaches of the Luoshui River.

Luoshui passes through the city, and one city is divided into two.Luoshui, which was originally cited as a moat, has become a fatal wound at this moment.

As the capital of the empire, Luoyang had a high city and abundant food, and the rebel army could not attack for three consecutive days. They put all their eggs in one basket, built dams to block the water, and attacked with fire.At the turn of spring and summer, the water was so strong that the thick iron chains on the water surface ran through countless wooden barrels, and the fat water in the barrels burned violently, like pieces of rapidly surging haze, clinging to the water surface, coming mightily.

fire.Fly over wide waters.

water.Steaming among the blazing flames.

When the first wave of fire oil tanks hit the city gate sluice, the incomparable explosion sound shook the entire mountain and river.The soldiers on the city wall had already been knocked over by the huge impact.The tongue of fire licked the wooden gate, and the wrapped iron sheet was melted by the high temperature, and the entire river seemed to be swallowed by a huge fire dragon.Fortunately, the soldiers who were not unconscious turned into burning men in an instant, running around and shouting.Before the screams could come out, they were drowned in the explosion of the second wave of fire oil tanks...

Seven times in a row, the heaven-shaking loud noise made this huge city tremble.

Blood and fire engulfed the nascent sun.

And this war has only just begun.

The horn sounded, desolate and majestic.

Siege soldiers gathered towards the center from all directions.The newborn sunshine cannot penetrate the battlefield filled with fireworks.The figures are like countless black ants, crowding each other, layer upon layer, flocking towards the burning city.

Pontoons, ladders, trebuchets...

Machines that were rushed to make overnight flowed among the gathered soldiers.Flying arrows on the city wall has no meaning, and every time the arrow rain lands, there will be a large amount of blood splashed.The fallen person is replaced by the person behind him. At one moment he is walking on the bones of his comrades, and at the next moment he is reduced to a stepping corpse.

The scorched and twisted corpses, the stench of burning fat, the wanton flow of blood, death came one after another.

Under the sky, hell on earth.

Above the sky, there is a vigorous and gorgeous sunrise.

The world is treacherous and illusory, reflected in the two pairs of clear and deep eyes, without the slightest shock...

A light and long sigh floated in the lush mountains of Beimang.

Gao Mengfei stared at Luoyang at the foot of the mountain, focused and silent.That sigh fell in my ears, but it seemed that it was not in front of my eyes, and it was so vast and indifferent, it was implicated in the long time ago.

The moist cloud and moon, the gathered mountains, the soaring fire, the weeping boy...

A corner of the memory that I thought would be sealed forever was unexpectedly revealed.Lost for a moment, his gaze inadvertently swept across the southern sky—it seemed to be slightly crimson.

The second sigh finally turned into a soothing breath in his chest, which slowly escaped.

A hollow and clear cough came from behind, one after another, dissipated in the dense water vapor in the late spring.Gao Mengfei didn't move, but a streak of blood lingered on the tip of his nose.

——In any case, a lung disease that cannot be concealed?

"Big brother..."

"Ahem...it's okay..."

Clear and shallow words are like clear and shallow coughs, intermittent and flickering.He could clearly hear the air of trying to suppress the air in Xiao Yiqing's voice, but when he turned around and saw those eyes, he thought——

The black jade-like pupils clearly reflected half of Floating Life.Like a windless lake under a cold moon, it is cold and lonely.In front of his eyes, blood was flowing and corpses covered the field, but he seemed unmoved, as if it was not Shura's purgatory, but the dust that had settled on the ground long ago, and the cause and effect were clear.

It was only for a moment that he lost his mind, and he quickly suppressed the surprise in his eyes, and when he looked back again, there was already a consistent chuckle on his brows and eyes.

"In my brother's opinion, how many powers from the rivers and lakes will come to visit Luoyang in the next few days?"

The afterglow of the rising sun diffused across the bloody battlefield, and when it fell to Beimang, it had already soaked in a hazy layer of blood.Such joking words, after all, were only exchanged for a knowing smile.

Gao Mengfei didn't seem to care at all, she spoke casually, as if she was serious about counting.

"Three mountains and nine villages, Shaolin Wudang, four surnames in the south of the Yangtze River, and Tangmen in the middle of Sichuan. These places smell like blood, and they will come anyway. As for the Jindao Huo family, it is quite close to Luoyang, and it is indispensable."

"The last one, of course, is the thorn of Rouge who claims to kill all the heartless people in the world."

"There are rumors in the world that a few days ago, the wife of the fourth hall master of the Tianli Society hanged herself under the Green Maple Forest. She will definitely take over this business."

It was clearly a sharp sentence, but after Gao Mengfei said it, it was a bit more cold and joking.

Xiao Yiqing glanced at Dongfang indifferently, the ten thousand zhang liuxia dyed his pale and emaciated cheeks with a faint warm red, floating and unreal.In the depths of the pupils, there was some kind of unfathomable meaning: "You still missed someone, second brother."

Gao Mengfei raised his eyebrows slightly, "I would like to hear the details."

"Daughter of the Blood Demon, Shu Jingrong."

The sound of killing and cutting in my ears seemed to overwhelm the sky in an instant.The blood-stained crimson flashed in the blood.His unrecognizable wry smile was already buried in the shadow of the broken hair on his forehead. ——Yes, Minger...

He was familiar with another name of hers, but now when he suddenly heard the word "Shu Jingrong", it was a bit unfamiliar.

"I heard that within three months, the Yandang and Kuocang sects lost eleven masters. They were all the ones who besieged the blood demons in the past." The swordsman in Tsing Yi said in a deep voice, but his tone was extremely steady.

Xiao Yiqing glanced at him indifferently, and frowned slightly: "Did the second brother not receive the secret news? Although the elder Kuo Cangshi was seriously injured, he was secretly brought to Luoyang."

——After picking someone up secretly, can you still spread the news secretly?

Gao Mengfei sneered: "They are afraid of being killed, and plan to join forces to ambush the daughter of the Gorefiend? I'm afraid they have too little appetite to eat and walk around."

Xiao Yiqing nodded slightly, and there seemed to be a faint approval between the pale and handsome eyebrows: "The world is so big, there are really not many people who can compete with you and me in martial arts. After this battle, the situation in the world will change again."

Gao Mengfei laughed silently.

The battle in the distance is raging, and when it reaches Beimang, it has already been replaced by the melodious and dripping birdsong.

Xiao Yiqing chuckled suddenly: "Second brother, ahem, how many days do you think it will take for Luoyang City to be destroyed?"

The blue-clothed swordsman raised his eyebrows slightly: "Brother has already made up his mind, do you still need to ask me? It's just a day or two. Those soldiers guarding the city are not preparing to fight."

Hearing the landlord Xue, he chuckled and put it aside: "Once the city of Luoyang is destroyed, all parties waiting to reap the profit will follow the rebellious army into the city, right? The witch's technique is far more sophisticated."

The simple and clean white clothes brushed against the blue sky all over the ground.Even the gloomy wind was tinged with chill... Is summer really coming soon?

The swordsman in Tsing Yi seemed to be in some kind of deep thought.

——Once you enter the capital, you will face a situation where you will run out of ammunition and food, and besieged on all sides.This raid was just a matter of timing, and when the divisions of the kings from all over the place gathered, the outcome would inevitably be reversed.

——The one who wins Luoyang dies, and it should be like this.

——It’s just, who can have such a boldness, actually bet on a country’s capital, put it to death and survive?

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