winter festival

Yongyuan four year winter

The war lasted for a year, and a fierce battle was fought in the Hengling Mountains on the west bank of the Persian River.The winter snow is falling on the bright red ground, and the wintersweet flowers are particularly red and dazzling in the wind. The two armies confront each other, ready to charge again.The head under the helmet that never surrendered to fate and the sorrow that was doomed to doom all turned into motivation, killing all those who stood in the way, and leveling the world for her and her children.In the dim twilight of the sky, the afterglow of the setting sun turned into phantoms and shrouded this piece of earth paved with bones.

"Could the sun she sees be so dazzling now?" With a wry smile, the corners of her mouth twitched, she swung her whip away, her horse's hooves kicked up, kicked off a wave of dirt, and galloped towards the enemy.The black mass also approached her, thunderous, turning into a stain under the sky.

The King of Persia also drew his sword to meet him, and the swords intertwined. The King of Persia was kicked in the chest by the wolf king, and he rolled away.

Those two thousand ghosts were also constantly moving up and down in the wave of people, and waves of flesh and blood bloomed under their iron claws.

The wolf king lost his mind, the cold light in his red pupils turned into blood threads, and drops of dark red blood melted into the paleness, snowflakes fell on the iron armor, and then shook to the ground in an instant, seeping into the blood mud.

The wolf king fought all the way to the capital of the Persian king. The eighth princess had already dressed neatly and opened the palace gate to welcome the army.She had expected that she would come.Now that the situation cannot be reversed, I just hope that Chi'er will let the children and subjects of the King of Persia go.But the wolf king did not stop, she ordered the five guards not to let go, and then all the descendants of the Persian king died under the cold knife.

The eighth princess looked at the woman covered in blood, "Is this still Chi'er from before? There is no warmth on her body anymore, and people can't bear to look directly at her."

"Get out of here"

The wolf king lowered his head, and the blood on the iron armor flowed down the cracks and splashed on the ground.Her voice was still cold.Princess Eight's tears ran down her eyes, she longed to get close to her, give her a hug, longed to wipe the blood off her face.In this life, she has also fantasized about being by Chi'er's side, making good fortune and playing tricks on others, whether it is persistence or obsession.

"Chi'er, you may call me Yan'er"

After Nangong Chi heard this, her heart shook. She raised her eyes, approached her, wrapped her in her arms, and took off the longevity lock from her body, "Eighth Sister, return it to you"

A ray of dust to explain the words and condolences

Every frown and smile amazes the old dream

"The Western Regions and Kunlun are originally one. Now that I have unified the world, from now on, you will do your best to protect this piece of peace."

The massacre stopped, and when the eighth princess wore a fox fur and got on the carriage to leave, the snowstorm in the sky became thicker, and large flakes of snow blurred her eyes.Holding a long howl, she knelt on one knee, supported her body, and issued an order, "Protect their mother and child for this king."

The five guards knelt in the snow, tears streaming down their faces when the wolf king turned his head.

Looking around, the white-capped world became quiet.Thinking back to the relationship between the emperor father and the empress mother, only love in the world can resolve this hatred.She let go of her hatred, but she didn't let go of her love, she still missed her and missed her.

The sky and the earth became one, and she felt that she was about to be robbed of her final consciousness by this piece of whiteness.The ghosts standing behind in the wind and snow stood there expressionless, their bodies were covered with a lot of blood frost, their eyes were empty and dull, as if they had already died.

The severe pain in the body prevented the wolf king from suppressing the surge of blood, and he vomited blood, and the ghosts disappeared one by one.The five guards knelt on the ground, "Wang, Wang, why do you use your own body as a Gu Yin?"

At the beginning, he used his own blood to make Gu Yin. If one day he really got to that point and couldn't control these dead soldiers, he would destroy them as well.Now these ghosts and ghosts are stained with too much blood and are on the verge of going crazy. If they are not controlled, they will bring disaster to the world.

She said that she would give her a peaceful and prosperous life, and this may be the last thing she can do for her.Before she had time to meet her own child, her destiny was very much like that of her father. As a king, she won the world, but lost to her.

At the moment when heaven and earth embraced each other, she fell into the snow and closed her eyes.

Finally put aside the killing, no longer have to be afraid.

Wuwei knelt in the snow for a long time before lifting her body and bringing her back to the southern country from Persia.

After the unification of the world, the wolf king was buried on the top of Kunlun.Because of the death of the wolf king, the Persian princess suffered a series of changes in Persia's defeat, and died of depression soon after.

The five guards served the new emperor Nangong Zhao when he ascended the throne. He saw that the child had Gao Hua on his brows, and he looked mighty. He didn't know why he became the emperor. He only knew that his mother told him, "Zhao'er, as long as you climb up to that In terms of position, don’t be naughty, and you can see your father.” So he left his mother and promised to go with a few uncles.

At the end of winter, the old chief decided to leave the court because of his advanced age, but on the way back to Kunlun, he caught wind and cold and passed away.

Afterwards, she left the Xianwu Mountain Forest, never escaping from the past, and returned to the imperial palace in the southern country. When Nangong Zhao saw her mother, she burst into tears, "Mother lied to me, where is the father?"

After two life and death partings, Camus' temples were stained with frost, "Zhaoer, when you grow up, can you be a person like your father?"

"Zhao'er has no father"

Camus held the small body in his arms, and put his finger on his forehead, "Your father is in a far, far away place. When you grow up, the queen mother will take you to see her."

"Zhao'er will work hard to be a good emperor" that childlike and innocent appearance, it is very similar to the awe-inspiring look she once promised to herself.