Tianying

Ning was the first general to die in battle when the Tang Dynasty fell.He is the number one mourning horn at the beginning of the whole mountain and river elegy. Behind him, tens of thousands of strategists and soldiers will go forward and die in their hometown and country forever.

More than these.

Yang Ning was raised by Li Chengen.Now he died in Xingyang.

How many complex emotions are contained in four words.Li Chengen is the opposite of ordinary people. If he wants to express more emotions, he can only spit out fewer words.

For the grief and indignation of the death of a brother who loves brothers and sisters--Yang Ning is just a young man in his prime!

There is nothing to do about the fate that Tiance soldiers will face——□□Guarding the soul of the Tang Dynasty alone!

Fear of an unpredictable future——Yang Ning is still dead, so what about you?

Unwilling to lose the homeland of the Tang capital in the hands of the barbarians-the guard has been broken, and the barbarians have entered!

There is even a little apology for him—I'm sorry, I may miss the appointment again next time, Ah Ying.

……

These four words turned into tens of thousands of sentences, carrying all the last emotions of Li Chengen's life, whether fierce or angry or courageous or unwilling, splashing the blood on his body, stepping over the legs of a fluttering white dove. Thousands of rivers and thousands of mountains, across the war-torn land, life and death, love and hate, and all obstacles, came to the hidden sword villa and came to Ye Ying's side.In Ye Ying's pitch-black world, every sentence flashed and rumbled.

Li Chengen is dead.These are the last of all the things he left behind during his lifetime.

Li Chengen's waist was obviously still tied to the Bo's Xun that he personally tied for him in the Candle Dragon Hall. The base was engraved with the word "Zhengyang" in complicated seal script.He also said that one day he would fight back to the famous sword conference with his own hands and win the sword. Liu Feng has been waiting for many years.He hadn't given him back the sword tassel he had lost.

He once broke into his courtyard and handed him candied haws.He also drank a glass of clear water once, and his sword light was like lightning in his eyes.She also worked closely with him in the Candle Dragon Palace, and his hands touched his face inch by inch, as if chasing a dream that had passed through the ages.

But Li Chengen is no longer here, forever.Even if he issued an order to be the head of the sect and spent all his wealth, it would not be able to stop Li Tang's defeat from falling, and he would not be able to save that man from defending the soul of Datang alone with one shot.

But even if he was gone, Ye Ying never had the chance to go to Chengdu to see him in person.

Ye Ying groped and found a jar of wine under the desk.It is a high-quality wine, a strong and mellow wine that is not common in Suzhou and Hangzhou. It was secretly prepared 20 years ago, looking forward to that person's appointment.

He is not good at drinking, so far he has not drunk a drop of alcohol, but I heard that most of the soldiers are good at drinking.

Sometimes he would take out the wine from the wine storage box and sniff it lightly. The proud sun, □□ side, riding a horse and swimming a dragon.

Ye Ying opened the wine jar strangely, and a strong smell of wine rushed out, like a tiger descending the mountain, far sweeter than Ye Ying sniffing the faint smell of wine through Feng Qing—but Ye Ying I just feel that it is too thick and becomes bitter.It was so bitter.

He tentatively took a sip, and suddenly felt dizzy from the spicy heat.The wine was like swallowing a knife, cutting his throat, and he swallowed it all with difficulty, but still overflowed a lot while coughing.Yet he continued on.

Until he couldn't swallow any more, he got up dizzy, and threw himself on the couch in the room, as if he was dreaming or waking up, or in a daze.In any case, everything was pitch black.

He seems to have had a dream.

In the dream, he couldn't see anything, he was walking in an unknown place, although he didn't know where he was, but he had an inexplicable feeling that this was Yizhou, Chengdu Tianfu.

Thinking that this is Yizhou, he suddenly became excited - he took the road that Li Chengen escaped all the way, and what he smelled was the blood that Li Chengen shed along the way.Ye Ying knelt down and groped along the ground. There were corpses scattered all over the place. I don't know if it was Tiance or Spike Fang. Guns, swords and halberds were stuck everywhere in different depths. Cut into flesh and blood, but did not feel any pain.He didn't know how long he walked, how many people's hands, feet, waist, hair, and face he touched, and how many people's blood was stained.In the end, I was really tired and weak, and I knelt on the ground, feeling and looking for them inch by inch, one by one.He could feel the blood bubbling from the cut place on his thigh and calf, and he could hear the sound of shouting and killing in the distance, the sound of chaotic horseshoes, and the hissing of lone geese across the wilderness.

But he doesn't care about anything.Don't care about anything.He wants to find Li Chengen.Find Li Chengen.

"Li Chengen. Li Chengen." When he found that he was chanting Li Chengen's name, he had been repeating it for a while.He couldn't even kneel down, and still dug his fingers deeply into the ground, trying to move forward: "Li Chengen!"

This person came with candied haws, and spent half his life, but lost the friendship of his life.

He must find him!must! !

Ye Ying's heart ached like a crack.He finally woke up suddenly, and was in a trance for a while, feeling the soft quilt under his body, and realized that it was just a dream.

But what followed immediately was a deeper level of loneliness.

The soul never came to dream.

The patter of rain outside the window.The night watchman rang the night bell, passing through the rain line, the long whimpering bell, and the night rain, each layer can break the heart.

The night rain heard the bell.

Suppressing the severe headache, Ye Yingqiang struggled to walk to the table, touched the two boxes on the table with trembling fingers, lifted the lid, and counted the letters Li Chengen sent him one by one.His hand was unsteady, so the sharp edge of the paper cut blood on his fingers time and time again.

A total of 420 letters.

Ye Ying suddenly remembered.

He and Li Chengen have known each other for more than thirty years.

Meet three times.

There are a total of 420 letters, which can be filled with a box.

30 years, suddenly like a dream.

that is it.

He picked up the letters one by one and put them on the weak candle flame, causing countless charred embers to pile up beside the red candle.Until the last letter—that rag torn off in a hurry, that candle finally went out.

Ye Ying lowered her hands, feeling her face was cold.

……

The next day, Luo Fuxian discovered that Ye Ying had returned to that rigid life.He no longer stays in front of the building for a while, and will definitely go back at a certain moment.

The other people in Hidden Sword Villa didn't even notice his abnormality.It's just that the owner of the villa, who is over half a hundred years old, seems to be stagnant in the flow of time, holding a sword in front of the building to watch the flowers, seeing all the withering glory.

Since then, there is only Yu Xinjian in the arena.

Not seeing Ye Ying.

-Finish-

Extra episode but the Dragon City Flying General will be in the

When Li Chengen covered Xuanzong's escape, he thought of Ye Ying more than once.

Ye Ying touched his eyebrows with cold hands.Ye Ying's snow-white long hair reflected a pool of water.Ye Ying lowered her eyes.Ye Ying drew his sword.

Li Chengen dodged the rain of arrows, but was speechless for a moment.His eyes looked at the scorched earth that had been burned by the fire, the blood flowing all over the ground, the screams of soldiers and soldiers, and the gurgling sound of sharp weapons piercing into flesh——Sura Field.The flame head of the flames of war engulfed half of the gray sky, and the scorched and chopped vertebrae rushed towards the strong wind, the accumulated rain, and the thunderbolt.

The water in the distance was stained half-side with rosy red.

water.

Ye Ying.

Tianze Building.

The evening wind of the West Lake was once so gentle.Bringing up Ye Ying's long hair, which is pitch black, Ye Ying's eyes are open, looking at him.

This is Datang.This is Datang.This is a peaceful and prosperous age, this is Zhenguan, and this is Guotai Minan.This is singing and dancing to promote peace, this is the joy of the common people, it shouldn’t—it shouldn’t be—

It shouldn't be like this! ! !

Li Chengen was so dumbstruck that his chest seemed to be torn open.He wanted to roar heart-piercingly, he wanted to pounce on and stab those rebels who were wantonly killing Tiance soldiers with their machetes, he wanted to draw his gun, he wanted to pull up the five-stone thousand-weight bow, but...but he couldn't do anything. Can not do.

In Tang Xuanzong's old and turbid eyes, the majesty of the emperor was still there, even though the carriage he was sitting in had been chopped into tatters.He also yelled, and the old man's voice opened: "Escort! Escort——!"

Li Chengen turned back expressionlessly, and without hesitation, savagely whipped the horsewhip under him, which had been driving for three days, and the horse neighed, leading Li Chengen to run even faster.

Do not look back!Don't look, don't think, don't listen! !This man is the emperor, and the safety of the country is tied to his body, so he must be protected, well protected, no matter how many strategists are killed or injured, no matter how many brothers he falls down!

run!

He tried his best not to listen or think about it, but another sound different from the sound of guns and knives still burrowed into his ears like maggots attached to the bones.It was the sound of the epee breaking the wind.

A few days ago, reinforcements came from Hidden Sword Villa.

Li Chengen knew that there would be no Ye Ying, but he went to see it over and over again.This is Ye Ying's disciple, following Ye Ying, following Ye Ying's brothers and sisters, raised the Tibetan sword Fengyi.A gentleman is like the wind, modest and gentle.

But now they have to guard the shattered country and protect Datang——

"Hidden sword wind comes to Wu Shan in one style, with fierce moves, without a trace of defense—"

Without a trace of defense.

Li Chengen tightened his grip on the reins, only feeling that his upper and lower teeth were shivering from the cold all the way from Tianlinggai to his heels.

Ye Ying.

Ye Ying.

That indifferent, lifeless man.

Without a trace of defense.

Not... a trace of defense.

Just how desperate is it to be able to have no protection for myself.

Li Chengen thought, he once promised him that he would take the sword.In the Candle Dragon Hall, he owed him a sentence "the sword of the heart follows you".He touched his face, cautiously