A Song of Yangguan Like the Early Years

Adding one point is too long, adding sadness, and subtracting one point is too short, so that it can be complete, a slight smile moistens Chuyan.

—— "Yu Shengyan"

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Zhuqing stretched out his hand and slapped the ground in the air, and flew onto the horse, his posture was like a fairy.There was an imperceptible sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, behind him was Mu Li's dark eyes.

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After marching for two months, the 65 troops in Yuecheng and Yue, Li, and Tong joined together. The 25 troops were stationed outside the Yangguan of the two cities of Litong. .

That night.

Someone in the camp sang battle songs, and on the night of the first arrival, no one could sleep.Discipline in the army was very strict, and all the generals performed their duties, and fell asleep when they came to an idea.

The guard stood upright, never noticing a white shadow flashing past like a ghost.A crescent moon hangs in the sky, shedding a cold light like a wolf's fangs, a hundred miles away, some people are sleepless.

Litong Desert is one of the most dangerous places in the Wuzhou Continent. It is barren, with strong winds blowing at night, the temperature plummets, and the sky is full of yellow sand.Looking at the sky in Zhuqing, the stars are dotted, he drove away on the snow and the wind, and galloped towards Pojunzhixing for half an hour, and there was an inconspicuous oasis in front of him, which was very difficult to find in the desert without people.Zhuqing reined in the horse, turned over and dismounted.Walking into the oasis, you will see a clear spring, sparkling under the moonlight.The spring is the end of a pool, and the water is full of moon, and the clear and shallow pool spreads out circles and ripples after the breeze blows.Zhu Qing held back his breath, and walked across the small pond with ripples, crushing a pool of moonlight.

There are strange rocks standing beside the pool, and there is also a medicine garden, which is full of rare medicinal herbs.Zhuqing leaned down, pointed to the wind that broke the mechanism, and stroked the green herb that was ready to drip.A little more detail, it is just that some common herbs used for healing are missing.

His phoenix eyes glanced lightly, and called out: "Nuo'er, come out." A figure threw himself into Zhuqing's arms, giggled twice, and the peach blossom eyes shone brightly in the dark night.If it was someone else, this action would have caused his blood to splatter five steps earlier, but for Yun Nuo, Zhuqing still chose to turn a blind eye and ignore it.

"In the past two years, no idlers have disturbed you here?" He stepped into the elegant small building.

"My lord, at most someone broke in and asked for a sip of water or was injured and I took him in for a short period of time. This mechanism is complicated, who would do anything reckless?" Yun Nuo replied with a grin.At that time, the young master threw him to let him treat the passerby, but he was still unwilling, but after a long time, he understood the good intentions of the young master.

Zhuqing replied: "You're the one who is fooling around." Ignoring Yun Nuo's flushed cheeks, he smiled lightly and took out two objects from the hidden compartment on the wall.

"Finally I have not let you down." Zhu Qing caressed the things in his hand.Firstly, it is actually the number one Xiao in the world—Luoyang Xiao, the sound of the flute is mournful, those who hear it cry, and the setting sun is silent, hence the name. It has been lost for more than a hundred years, but it has been in Zhuqing's hands.The other is a sharp sword overflowing with cold light, which can be recognized by anyone with eyes. This is the peerless famous sword—the Daybreak Sword.

Zhuqing tapped the Daybreak Sword a few times with his fingers, and this peerless famous sword turned into a folding fan made of purple bamboo bone and wood. The splash-ink landscape painting was wantonly rendered on the plain white fan surface, and the red-brown tassels hung down, simple and beautiful.The Breaking Dawn Sword and the Breaking Dawn Fan are one body, it's a pity that people in the world are looking for the two artifacts of the Breaking Dawn Sword and the Daybreak Fan, and some people even imitate them to confuse them.

He took the things and galloped back.When he was about to approach the camp, he stopped and looked up at the sky.The sky of the desert is unobstructed, the sky is like stars, the moon is as silent as water, Zhuqing's heart beats, and he takes out the sunset and puts it on his lips, his white fingers move slightly, and the ethereal and long voice lingers in the desert.

Smoke country military account.

Marquis Pingyang couldn't sleep at night, he looked out of the window sideways, the stars were shining brightly, and for some reason there was an inexplicable anger in his heart.

He has been the laughing stock of others since he was a child, and his face is sick and cannot be shown to others.As he grew older, he became famous all over the continents for being romantic and unlucky. Because the first emperor hated his father, everyone in the court avoided him, and even the emperor wanted to get rid of him and hurry up!

Under the watchful eyes of the tent guards, he walked out of the camp with a look of resentment, took a horse and galloped out.I don't know how long it took, the wind and sand climbed up his luxurious robes, and the camp of Xunguo was already visible.

A flute sound came at this moment.It is long and lingering, but it lacks the friendship that should be had when playing a musical instrument.

In the distance, there are lights and stars, and the voice of people is quiet, but the song can't stop the beacon fire of the troubled times.

In front of him, the moon is covered by dark clouds, and there is no trace of people, but the person in front of him is so lonely.

The young man in white raised his head slightly, and on Ruyu's face, a spot of bright red and cinnabar was clearly visible.The vermilion lips rubbed the jade flute lightly, and the lingering sound disappeared into the world.

Seemingly obsessed with the beauty of nature, the boy didn't realize that there was someone with dementia behind him.

The man was dressed like snow, tilted his head slightly, and slightly hooked the corner of his mouth.There was a spot between the eyebrows that was as red as blood, and his face, which was obviously pale to transparent, was stained with an inexplicable light by the stars.In an instant, the world seemed to lose its color, only him, that weak young man who seemed to be going away against the wind at any time.

The sound of the flute is ruthless, but this young man can really smile.

He Lianyu felt that his restless heart was as calm as water, like a mirror, without a single ripple.

Thanks to him.

The young man hung Mo Yuxiao on his waist, stepped on the snow-like white horse, and rode away against the wind.

Helian Yu is crazy.It's so hard, did he really come by the wind and go away by the wind?

Looking back at Bai Meisheng with a smile, the world has no color ever since.