Peerless Junior Uncle

When the body temperature was low, He Tingge only felt a layer of mist in his eyes. Fortunately, you are still alive...

"I knew little Shifu had a big life. It would be unreasonable for such a smart person to die." Haitang smiled and hugged Xu Ziyang, who was also relieved to hear the news, and jumped up happily.

Tang Yu, who was joining in the fun, gasped when he saw this scene, and thought to himself, my dear, can I still play like this?That is a mortal disease, so it will be cured?

But in the end, I was still happy. After learning that I was fine, I ran home in a panic, thinking about how to promote the old men at home for a while...

Mu Lan seemed really tired these three days. Since she came out, she couldn't sleep. Huo Qiangu guarded her like a calf. She slept for two days...

He Tingge cooled the towel outside after wiping Fu Qingcheng's body. Seeing the melted snow and ice, he looked back at the sleeping man, and the corners of his lips curled up. Fortunately, we still have a lot of time... .

When everything was going in a good direction in everyone's eyes, Mu Lan woke up...

"Where's the person?" Mu Lan suddenly raised her head and asked in a deep voice after drinking only half of a glass of water.

Huo Qiangu stretched out his hand to help him calm down, and muttered: "Drink slowly, I haven't eaten or drank for two days..."

Mu Lan was stunned for a moment, turned over, got out of bed and walked out. When Huo Qiangu realized, Mu Lan had already opened the door curtain and went out. Thinking of Mu Lan's expression, Huo Qiangu frowned, followed closely He took a cloak and went out.

'Mu Lan? "He Tingge saw Mu Lan walking over with a bad face, before he had time to ask anything, it was Mu Lan who asked coldly: "Where is the person? "

"Qingcheng?" He Tingge frowned: "Upstairs."

Hearing this, Mu Lan walked upstairs in three steps at a time. He Tingge followed because he didn't know, but when he saw the empty bed, his blood froze in his chest...

"We were all deceived by him." Mu Lan stood at the door and smiled wryly.

He Tingge tried to calm himself down, and calmly said: "He may have woken up, go out to get some air..." But he knew in his heart how lame this reason was, what could he use to convince himself, that person just went out to get some air …

"Mu Lan..." Xiao Lengyu's voice sounded outside the door, He Tingge just said: "I'll go out to find him." After saying that, he hurried downstairs, looking at the empty field of vision, He Tingge felt a little powerless, Suddenly, there was a sweetness in the throat, and a mouthful of blood splashed on the ice and snow that had not yet dissipated...

"He knows everything at all. He used insanity on me and Mr. Xiao. I didn't even know he knew this secret technique. It made me and Mr. Xiao think that the exchange of blood was a complete success. In fact, when we entered, we were always Staying in his phantom, we didn't do anything at all." Mu Lan's fingers on his knees turned white.

"Then where did he go?" Huo Qiangu asked.

"I don't know, anyway, I probably won't come back again." Mu Lan shook her head and said in a low voice.

Xiao Lengyu took out an envelope: "This is what he left behind."

There were no sad words about parting in the letter, but only wrote: "Don't leave regrets for yourself, it's a little risky, don't take it, Mr. Bone, thank you."

Almost non-stop, He Tingge rushed all the way back to the capital, walking towards a place without stopping for a moment. He knew that there was someone waiting for him there.

Under the Sansheng tree, a figure in azure was sitting under the tree. The unmelted ice and snow on the top of the tree slowly fell with the breeze, blowing across the person's face, and the black hair fell on the tree under the caress of the breeze. On the shoulders, it looks a bit cold and handsome.

"Qingcheng, let's go home." He Tingge said softly, standing a few steps away from that person, but he didn't dare to take another step. The familiar face was peacefully closing its eyes, as if it was just sleeping like before. catch...

"I want to take a look at the peaceful and prosperous times. I don't know if I can live to the Tang Dynasty you mentioned."

"If there really is Lord Yan, then I must learn to bargain with Ziyang and drink less Mengpo soup. I don't know if it is bitter or not. When the time comes, I will bring some sugar..."

"Feng Xi, should I let go..."

"I'm not afraid of death, but I just don't want to die..."

"Remember, I don't love you..."

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When the past becomes a memory, the you at that time are the traces that remain in my heart forever...

There was a cold body in his arms, but He Tingge found himself extremely calm. He knew what to do, picked up the people on the ground, and staggered out of Ci'an Temple. Along the way, monks bowed their heads and chanted Buddha...

After that night, the original Xiaolou went to Loukong, but everything was still the same, as if the owner just left for a while and would come back.

But until Xiao Tuanzi had grown into a heroic young man, the person he missed day and night still hadn't appeared in this former "home".

"My lord, an invitation from Emperor Zhou." A person behind him said respectfully.

The handsome young man glanced at him with a faint acknowledgment, turned and left, and the blue eyes of the snow fox beside him lingered for a moment, and followed him away...

"He left, and the people dispersed." The man in the blue shirt held a glass of wine, and slowly poured it at the door, with a clear smell of pear blossoms.

The man in red on one side sighed. The years didn't leave any traces on his handsome face, but he looked a little calmer. He reached out to hold the hand of the man in blue: "It's windy, let's go."

A man sat alone in the magnificent palace, his eyes closed as if he was sleeping, until he heard slight footsteps, he slowly opened his eyes, looked at the approaching young man, slightly raised the corners of his lips: "King Lanling .”

The young boy's handsome face was no longer childish. Looking at the man who was no more than thirty years old, he sat across from him neither humble nor overbearing.

"You are very similar to him." Yu Wenyong said with a faint smile.

The boy's eyes trembled slightly, but he remained calm: "What's the matter?"

"Let's play a game of chess?" Yu Wenyong said indifferently, laying out the chessboard as he spoke, something seemed to recall between his brows, and a smile appeared on his lips.

A game of chess, a cup of tea, nothing was said during the period, until the last piece fell, Yu Wenyong glanced at the indifferent young man who had lost, nodded and said: "It's good, he confiscated the wrong apprentice."

The young man didn't say anything, Yu Wenyong got up and walked to the depths of the empty hall, with a soft voice with a touch of loneliness: "I promised him to give the world ten years of peace, and I did it."

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Wake up in this world

Some people, some things, meet for a lifetime, maybe we have never been in love with each other, then let us forget each other in the rivers and lakes......

Maybe you never remember, I also felt sad when I sighed for you, and I also said a word for you, waiting until now...

The general trend of the world, the long-term division must be united, the long-term union must be divided, and the situation is changing. The man who fought in the battlefield outside Yanmen Pass back then is only spread in the story of the flames of war.

There is a legend: the Kaiyang King was secretly executed by the first emperor and became the second King Jing...

There is a legend: Princess Kaiyang slipped into the water unintentionally, the fragrance disappeared and the jade died, and King Kaiyang followed her sadly...

There is a legend: Someone once met the man in the circulating portrait somewhere, fishing in commoner clothes, with the same eyebrows...

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How many stories have been buried in the smoke of this troubled world, how many people have spent their entire lives without waiting for the desired result...

When the first ray of sunshine in the morning penetrates through the gaps between the layers of mountains, it spreads on the calm lake, accompanied by the cool breeze, passing by the lake in a coir raincoat.

The man's calm eyes didn't know where to fall, and the fishing rod in his hand seemed to be still stained with morning dew...

Suddenly, the dewdrops on the fishing rod trembled slightly, and the surface of the lake not far away had ripples...

"General." The indifferent voice recalled from a distant place without any emotion, but suddenly it was close to my ear...

The person on the bed frowned, and a hangover-like pain swept through his head instantly.

He couldn't help but reached out and rubbed his forehead, and then opened his eyes. Although the morning sun was mild, it was still a little dazzling when it refracted through the glass and directly hit the eyes.

Turning his head to the back, a gray-blue mat came into view, and the black military boots were polished meticulously... …

"General, Madam sent a message just now, asking you to get up and pack and go to her place." The owner of the military uniform said with a cold and handsome look, holding a neat shirt jacket in his hand.

He Tingge's brows were furrowed, his headache was nauseating, he just nodded and said: "Got it." After saying that, he turned over and sat up, feeling dizzy so that he couldn't help shaking his forehead vigorously.

"The general went to Yetiantang last night, did he drink too much? The subordinate went to get the anti-alcoholic medicine."

"No need, just take painkillers." He Tingge waved his hand, reached out to grab the clothes in the other's hand and put them on: "Mu Lan, don't tell my father about my injury."

"Your subordinates know." Mu Lan nodded heavily, and there was no expression on Leng Jun's face.Handed warm water and pills, He Tingge took them and swallowed them, and let out a long breath, feeling as if there were a lot of things in his mind, stuffed so hard that he couldn't see through, but he couldn't figure out what it was... ...

When I closed my eyes, it was like a pool of ripples, which made my stomach churn, as if I had a long, long dream, but I couldn't remember anything...