Break the line

The group of elite guards were dizzy and frantically rushed out of the city gate.

However, every time a group of people came out, they were quickly slashed and killed by another group of soldiers in yellow robes who set up an ambush at the door. They formed a team of dozens to dozens of people, adapting to the situation, and surrounded the Jingjiwei who ran out. Quickly kill, and then quickly converge or disperse to the next target, like a whirlwind of quicksand that can't be grasped, strangling the black Jingjiwei regular army.

Lu Zhixing's expression finally changed, and he squinted his eyes: "Is it the Northwest Camp?"

Meng Hui was silent.

"Oh, Cheng Kun doesn't want his son anymore?" The matter was out of his control once again.

Suddenly, two figures were fighting in the corridor of the fortress spire.

Tai A went straight to Li Zui's face with an epee, she flew by, you come and go, obviously, Li Zui is not Tai A's opponent, however, Tai A's purpose is not to kill her with one blow, but to drag her Like a cat catching a mouse, he dragged Li Zui and him, his black iron fortress, to the end, and buried them in a huge wasteland sandpit!

Chao Buyu was entangled in Yugu, unable to escape, he showed his weakness in his anxiety, and was hit in the leg with a sword. Fortunately, his subordinates rushed forward to repel Yugu's deadly attack.

Fan Yu led a team of the Northwest Army who had just wiped out seven or eight elite guards, and was about to rush to the next group, but saw the general of the Northwest Army handed over to Li Zui with an anxious expression on his face: "We will follow the princess and Neiying to blow up the fire." Lei, just succeeded, but a master of the other party captured the princess!" Looking up, Li Zui was struggling to support himself on the covered bridge.

Pan Yu was startled, waved his sword and shouted: "Follow me into the city to support!"

However, because of its own weight, the toppled iron castle is rapidly sinking into the quicksand, and there is no door to enter.

Lu Zhixing put a finger on Meng Hui's shoulder lightly, and she couldn't move at all if there was a heavy weight, so she could only watch Li Zui struggling under Tai'a's sharp sword.

With another sword strike, Li Zui was knocked back five or six meters, and his back hit the iron pillar heavily.

Tai'a on the opposite side laughed ferociously. Iron Fortress, the unique Iron Fortress in the world, is his life, his glory, and will also become his grave. Li Zui, the last royal family member of the Li family, Will become his funeral object!

Li Zui struggled to get up, staggered, and suddenly turned his head to look to the south, passing through the yellow sand, black smoke, and iron castle, the other pair of eyes fell deeply into her eyes, and hit her heart, leaving The next circle of ripples.

The four eyes meet, from then on, only the past remains.

The quicksand flowed over the iron castle, and the red figure disappeared in an instant.

Lu Zhixing suddenly felt that his fingers were sticky, and when he raised his hand, it was Meng Hui's flesh and blood, with a bloody hole protruding from his shoulder.

"Watching my lover die, does it hurt?" Lu Zhixing asked, not knowing if he was asking her or himself.

Lu Zhixing got up and disappeared into the vast yellow sand in a blink of an eye.

Meng Hui's gaze was calm, no one could see her face clearly, and she just walked towards the quicksand pit step by step.

Chao Buyu, with blood soaking through the white cloth, leaned on his sword and followed behind her.

Fan Yu threw away the sword in his hand, lowered his head, and walked there.

In the distance, Xiaolan stood at the window of the Golden Palace and looked at the thick black smoke in the west, her brows were tightly furrowed.

At the port of Quanzhou, the three government armies dispatched together to wipe out the Jingjiwei guarding the port.The leader of the Quanzhou government reported to the little emperor who was sitting in the middle, but suddenly his back was sore, and there was a unique, warm voice in the wind, saying: "Peace, you have to grow up well. "

In the southwestern village of Tosi, an old woman in white is kneeling on a futon, facing a wall and counting a string of beads that she has counted for more than ten years. She no longer needs to pretend to be superstitious, but at this moment, she doesn't know Which god should I pray for? With a snap, the rope broke and the beads scattered all over the place.

In the uncle's mansion in Jingdu, Cheng Qi had already woken up. Luo Zijuan fed him a cup of tea, teasingly said, "You are using Li Zui's favorite Zhongzhou Haoci. Tell me, have you secretly liked her for many years?"

Cheng Qi quickly defended: "Nonsense, all the big families in Beijing use high-quality porcelain. It is an expedient measure for me to propose marriage. You also secretly followed to the northwest! Could it be that you admire the princess?"

The two were shoving and laughing, and suddenly, the porcelain cup fell to the ground, with a crisp sound, and the snow-white porcelain fell apart.

The smiles on the faces of the two froze instantly.

Li Zui, you are no longer the natural "sinner" who was hated before you were eight years old. Now, you have relatives, friends, and lovers, how can you let them miss you so much.

In the four places in the haze, there are many visions, thunder in winter, and red light at the bottom of the river.

Xiejia Village, Kyoto, a temple in the mountains, a man in Tsing Yi ascends to worship the moon, ah, the moon, Huai De is not there, the spirit is exhausted, and I am already tired of this kind of world, let it be like this, the world is the furnace, all living beings are the bait, and I am Yin, set up the world's first formation, and the day the formation is completed, it will be an endless furnace of eternal life.

I am in the embers of eternal life, enjoying what I want most, my lost love.

All things, birth, old age, sickness and death, reincarnation.However, in the endless hopeless years, Lu Zhixing has long been distorted.Zhixing, we two should not exist.

give back the world

give back the time to the month

-Complete-

Chapter 75

An evil wind swept the yellow sand all over the sky and blew it for three days and three nights. The sky was dark and it was difficult for people and animals to move.

On the fourth day, at the hour of Yin Shi, a ray of red clouds tore through the hazy sky in the eastern mountain depression. It appeared and died in an instant.

The fire, thunder, and black smoke over the northwest sky have long been scattered, and the huge sand pit swallowed up the entire steel fortress. After the yellow sand passed, there was no trace, leaving only another treasure legend that has been passed down for many years in the golden gate in the sand.

Suddenly, a strand of white beard and hair emerged from the sand dune, as if it had a spiritual energy. He tentatively took three steps forward, and then four steps to the right. Finally, after confirming that there was no wind and no difficulty, he turned his head and nodded towards the protruding place. At the tip, a white pellet broke through the sand with a bang.

The beard and hair wrapping the white ball retreated in an instant, as if it was the old man in the tomb at the bottom of the lake that day, but at this moment, he was holding a "stupid" in one hand!That's right, 800 years earlier, he definitely wouldn't talk to these two idiots who wanted to die!

Li Zui was in a state of confusion, thinking to himself, I'm almost at Naihe Bridge, I have to stay here for a few more years, maybe a hundred years for her.Unexpectedly, a gust of cold air rushed into the nasal cavity, and he coughed instantly.

When she regained her composure, a limp arm in front of her was tightly holding an epee.It's... Kan Jian!Sure enough, right next to her, the blood on Kan Jian's right arm had dried up.Li Zui hurriedly stepped forward to test his breath, but heard an impatient yin and yang: "I'm not dead."

When he looked up, Li Zui turned his head and bowed: "The unworthy descendant Li Zui, pay homage to Taizu!"

"You? Not my descendants." Li Huaide didn't even move his eyebrows.

"Insanely stupid." Turning around, leaving behind a chic back: "Follow."

"Yes!" Li Zui, who was on the verge of death, had no time to think, set up his half-conscious Kan sword, and staggered behind Taizu.

The three of them faced the sun and headed east all the way.

To untie the bell, the person who tied it must be repaid with half a lifetime of cause and effect.

For more than half a month, the news of Princess Jialan's death spread all over the world. Countless soldiers of the Pope, the Northwest Army, and Southwest soldiers watched her being dragged into the sand by the Jingji Guards and disappeared. However, no one dared to mention a word about the funeral. .

Before the little emperor returned to the capital, he issued twelve gold medals in a row, and searched for the rebel Lu Buqiu, and also searched for the missing Princess Jialan.

She, just missing, she can't die.

Xiaolan was sitting in the front hall of Xinhui Hall, and the mustache captain came forward to report: "Report to the Patriarch, the Pope has screened the three northwest states, including Chuanjiao Mountain, inside and out three times, and there is indeed no trace of Lu Buqiu!"

Xiao Lan frowned, but said nothing, the sound of hurried footsteps outside the hall was the personal maid she sent to Xizhou.

"How to say?"

The maid pursed her lips, feeling a bit embarrassed, and said, "No, I haven't seen Hall Master Meng."

Xiaolan's brows tightened even more, and when she was about to speak, she coughed violently, finally suppressing the depression in her chest with a few sips of tea, her eyes stopped on the hand holding the handkerchief to wipe her mouth, and on the base of her nails, there was a smear of deep purple. .

Meng Hui, whom no one could see, gave Southwest, the Pope, Kyoto, all kinds of people who came to ask for ideas, and left Feng Youyuan. He went back to the Wuxianshi Cave alone, and got up, cleaned, and cooked every day as usual. By the way, Li Zui promised You Yuan to plant grapes for him back then, and purposely set aside a piece of land in the garden facing the sun, but the weather hasn't warmed up yet.

Meng Hui carefully tended this empty wasteland, but he didn't know how to soothe his empty heart.

What can I do if I live for ten years.

People who want to kill can't be killed. Lu monsters are immortal, but life is worse than death.

The person who wants to love can't love, as if they are cursed, every time the lines of fate of the two intersect, the sky is turned upside down.

Do you have any other thoughts?she does not know.

In this way, she sat by the door for another day, until the sun went down, and a few deliberate coughs came from outside the courtyard.

"Chief Qiu." Meng Hui stood up and saluted.

Qiu Yanbing, carrying two jugs of wine and a basket of food, walked in. This was the first time he visited the door after Meng Hui moved in.

The two sat quietly, relatively silent.Meng Hui managed to find something to say: "Have the civilians who bombed the camp been resettled?"

"Yeah." Lao Qiu hurriedly picked up the conversation: "It has been assigned to other auxiliary camps, and this land can only be vacant now."

"Ah."

"Let's leave it alone...you, why don't you follow me to the Xijiang camp first?" Old Chou asked tentatively.

Unexpected silence.

Old Qiu let out a long sigh: "You are Cui Liang's daughter, and you have hated her for so many years. Tell me, nephew, niece..."

The once indomitable hero, now it seems, is nothing more than a gray-haired,