Opposite the entrance hall

A deafening sound of horseshoes came from far and near, and the rattling of the horseshoes was very clear in the dark night, making the ground tremble slightly. Everyone on the city wall was attracted by the sound. When they looked up, they could only see the ditch A group of men and horses appeared on the other side, and the flags of the Pei family army were fluttering in the wind, facing Beiyan's soldiers and horses across the trench.

The wind roared, and the Pei family's army behind them rushed forward, and Yu Ma stood beside Pei Zhan. The latter shouted sharply at the people on the city wall, "I have sent someone to notify General Guo, and reinforcements will arrive soon. Be sure not to let Beiyan step into the city gate!"

As soon as these words came out, the situation changed drastically. Although Pei Zhan only brought less than a thousand Pei family troops, the others were not far behind. The morale of the Fanping soldiers was high, and they attacked repeatedly. The Beiyan army under the city was originally difficult to attack , and suddenly he was caught in a dilemma by the enemy, and Pei Zhan's spear/spear was even more aggressive.

But Andrew is not easy to deal with. Seeing this, his face was full of gloom, and he gnashed his teeth ferociously, wanting to tear this man's flesh and blood off piece by piece, "I didn't want to fight with him, I wanted to let him go, I never wanted Pei Qixiu to catch up If you want to die, then I will fulfill them! Give it to me!"

With Andrew's order, Beiyan soldiers took a step forward, and another rain of arrows flew towards them, but the strange thing was that the arrows this time were a bit strange. The tips were no longer sharp arrows, but black balls instead. , and the range is greatly shortened.

The wind was blowing, and Pei Zhan was holding some blood on the blade of the spear in his hand, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own or someone else's. When Bei Yanjun took out that strange arrow, he frowned. Frowning, he felt his nose fluttering in his heart, and there was a smell of sulfur in the air floating from there, his face changed suddenly, remembering that Beiyan was rich in sulfur fire, he panicked and shouted heartbreakingly: "Avoid! This is a brimstone bomb, don't touch it!"

But it was too late, the soldiers on the city wall had already cut the weird black ball into two pieces with their knives, and the brimstone inside spilled out. Then spread, this fire is more fierce than ordinary flames, as long as it encounters a sporadic spark, it will follow the trend and burn people into fireballs, even the withered grass and green plants on the ground cannot be avoided, and the wailing is all over the place for a while , The shouts and voices were mixed together, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

The soldiers on Pei Zhan's side could only dodge carefully, but the ball was made of unknown material, it was extremely fragile, and it would shatter when it touched a hard object or the ground, and the soldiers' heart-piercing screams could be heard in their ears. There was a sound of wailing, and the wound on his forehead that was wiped by the arrow was bleeding profusely. The thick blood slid down the brow bone, and it was uncomfortable to stick to his eyes. He raised his hand to wipe it off with the back of his hand, propped up the spear and stood up.

Facing each other from afar, Pei Zhan made the first move, with veins on his forehead bulging, roaring and charging forward with his gun.

"Oh!"

Suddenly there was a strange noise in the forest, disturbing the horses, pacing back and forth in a panic, Ji Si hastily tightened the reins, looked back at the way he came, his fingers unconsciously tightened, as if talking to himself It sounded, "There is still more than half an hour."

Before the words fell, the horse rushed out like a sharp arrow. He didn't dare to relax for a moment. There were several wounds on the horse's belly from the dagger, blood dripped down the mane, and the air was full of that stench. The smell of blood finally caused the horse's hoof to trip over a tree branch and fell straight to the ground. Ji Si, who was sitting on horseback, was thrown out hard. The dead branch scratched his cheek. He gritted his teeth and stood up, looking back Glancing at the dying horse, it ran in the direction of Pingbei Camp.

After running for a long time, the clothes on his body were already wet with sweat, his wet hair was pressed against his cheeks, and his dry lips were covered with small wounds bitten by him. It was not until he saw the flag of the Pingbei Camp that Ji Si's eyes lit up .

He dragged his exhausted body close to the camp, but he saw that the usually heavily guarded camp was in chaos, and no one was seen at the sentry post. After walking in, he saw everyone's gloomy faces, and there were people carrying wounded soldiers in a hurry. into the tent.

The soldier on night duty in the camp frowned and stopped him. Before he could make a sound, he saw the man in front of him in a mess take out a token from his pocket and said sharply, "I want to see your general!"

While waiting in the camp, Ji Si was fidgeting and kept counting how long the time had passed in his mind. After a while, he saw the curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged man in armor with a bandage on his right arm walked away. After entering, with blood all over his body, he looked at Ji Si with a gloomy face, "What's the matter with the servant of the household department?"

"Excuse me, let me know that Beiyan attacked Fanping City at night, and General Guo needs to go to support it."

"What!" The man's face changed, "Damn it was calculated!"

Ji Si didn't understand, so he was thinking about Pei Zhan's end, and hurriedly said: "General, we can't wait for this matter to be urgent. If you wait a little longer, you will be in more danger. Please, General Guo, order to send troops to help quickly. Wanping, Ji Si thank you for the people of Wanping!"

The middle-aged man frowned, glanced at Ji Si again, and when he was about to say something, the curtain of the tent was lifted again, and the visitor walked straight to the man without looking sideways, whispered a few words in his ear, and held his breath tightly. Then he saw the man's face change suddenly, he gritted his teeth and cursed in the local language, "Damn it, put oil on me and burn them all!"

While cursing, he hurried out of the tent, as if he forgot that there was another person behind him.

Ji Si was stunned, and had no choice but to chase them out quickly. He circled behind the two of them a few times, and then he saw that there were wounded soldiers all around the camp, some with burnt faces, and some with a fist on their chest The blood flowed out of the wound unstoppably, and the pervasive blood lingered for a long time. The cries and wailing were mixed together, and it seemed like purgatory as far as the eye could see.

He stood in the middle of the crowd, understanding what he was going through here, receiving the pain from all directions, the blood flowed to his feet, sticky and smelly, Ji Si widened his eyes and looked around, the firelight hit his face, illuminating The powerlessness and helplessness in his eyes, he unconsciously licked his lips, the stinging pain from the wound on his lips made him wake up for a while, Pei Zhan's eyes appeared in his mind, and he chased after him with his heavy legs.

After walking a certain distance, I saw the flames enveloping the sky ahead, turning the night red, fighting roars, swords colliding, all kinds of deafening sounds pierced my ears, and the wind blowing over brought bloody smell and wind and sand, and slapped my face Fascinated, Ji Si raised his hand to cover his eyes with the back of his hand, and when he raised his eyes again, there was a person standing in front of him, his brows were tightly furrowed, and the knife wound on his cheek was still oozing blood.

"Old Zhao, why don't you take a break and run here? Do you want to lose your hand!"

The middle-aged man named Lao Zhao called "Deputy General Zeng", and then leaned over to explain the situation in a few words. Vice General Zeng glanced at Ji Si, and the two eyes met. The latter asked in a hoarse voice, "What happened?"

Lieutenant General Zeng sighed, "Beiyan attacked at night, the general was injured... his life and death are uncertain, and he is still in a coma. , they came prepared, our side... suffered heavy losses..."

While talking, another group of wounded soldiers were carried over. The boy on the stretcher was only as young as the first day of junior high school. One arm was cut off abruptly by a knife. The wound was bloody and bloody, and the bones were visible. He was in pain Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he flew past Ji Si's side, and the blood splashed under Ji Si's sleeves, spreading little by little.

"Deputy General Zeng..." Ji Si's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like a rusty knife, slowly cutting on the wood, "Northern Yan attacked Fanping at night, General Pei is defending the city, can... can you send troops to support... ..."

He knew that the Pingbei camp was hard to protect itself, and that the pressure would suddenly increase when the elite soldiers were transferred at this time, but there was no way, no way, Pei Zhan was still waiting for him, one hour, only one hour, he had to go back, he had to bring The reinforcements go back.

Behind him, gunfire raged, arrows rained, and the blood of the two armies was soaked in the soil, staining the ground under their feet red, and there were crying, roaring, and burning fire in their ears.

"How many soldiers does Ji Shilang need?"

"three……"

"Oh!"

A glare of light exploded in front of him, the flames were fleeting, and a burst of thick black smoke filled the air, and then a group of wounded soldiers came with help. Old Zhao's face was gloomy and ugly, he turned around and was about to go to the battlefield with a long knife in his hand After rushing out, Deputy General Zeng stepped forward and grabbed the man's wrist to stop him, "Are you crazy! Do you want to go up to die like this! I can't control you, maybe I want the general to take care of me!"

"I'd rather fight to the death with my brothers than hide behind like a woman and watch my brothers die at the hands of the Beiyan dog! I want to hold a long knife in my hand and slaughter the Beiyan dog!"

"Go back!" Lieutenant General Zeng roared sharply, "Don't go back to deal with the military law again!"

Old Zhao was full of anger, but he couldn't refute. He could only throw the long knife on the ground heavily, and walked towards the way he came, pushing through the crowd.

Deputy General Zeng rubbed the center of his brows tiredly, and asked exhaustedly, "Master Ji, Beiyan is coming in menacingly, I'm afraid I'm powerless..."

"Just one thousand!" Ji Si gritted his teeth and said, "General Pei has soldiers in his hands, plus one thousand soldiers from Ping Beiying, can last a little longer. What Beiyan relies on when attacking in the dark is the familiarity and control of the terrain. , Another hour will be dawn, when the dawn rises, they will be exposed in the dark, and the situation will be reversed. At that time, the Beiyan retreating army, Deputy General Zeng, will lead the troops to Fanping again, cutting off the support of the Beiyan army. Back way!"

"Are you confident?"

"It's better to fight with your back than to sit and wait for death."

"Ji Shilang," Vice General Zeng pondered for a while, then looked at him solemnly, "Wan Ping, please."

Ji Si's eyes were sharp, and his eyes were full of determination, "Even if I lose my life, I will definitely last this hour!"

The strong wind rolled up thick smoke, and the black smoke drifted in the sky, slowly piling up in strands, as if forming thick clouds, the flags were flying, sparks made a whistling sound, and the roaring sound did not stop for a moment, the blowing wind , with the smell of blood in the wetness, it is destined to be restless tonight.

Some people stood outside the city wall with guns, fighting bloody battles, in order to protect the people of the city, not to teach the city to be full of white clothes, plain picks and white flags.

Some two armies confront each other without retreating half a step, and corpses are scattered all over the field, in order to guard the border of a country and not teach the enemy to humiliate our territory!

Some people walk with injuries without fear of dangers, dripping with blood, in order to use their own power to save one person, hundreds of people and tens of millions of people.

There are always all kinds of bad things in this world, maybe the monarch is suspicious, maybe it is turbulent, maybe it is a traitor who is in power, maybe it is a villain who seeks profit, but some people live in temples, and some guard the frontier, but they still share weal and woe, forge ahead, and share weal and woe Hi, keep the prosperity and peace.

The night wind was whistling and getting faster and faster. Zhu Yingzhou was standing on the cross street with a cane, and the passers-by who were running around in a panic kept rushing towards him, yelling incessantly: Beiyan is about to rush in!He stood there in a daze, watching the formerly bustling and tidy Wanping City surrounded by raging fire, and he could even hear the sound of the bones of passers-by being crushed by the collapse of houses not far away.

He is standing here, an insignificant little person, but no one knows that he is an important part of the current situation in Panping City. His eyes are bent, and he can't help laughing out loud. In the eyes of others, he seems to be insane. .

Zhu Yingzhou didn't care, and waited until he had laughed enough before turning around and leaving staggeringly, he had to do what he always wanted to do.

The city was under attack, and the officials guarding the cell had long since disappeared, so Zhu Yingzhou swaggered in.

Cao Ping didn't know what happened outside, but overnight, there were only prisoners left in the prison, and no one brought food and water for a long time, until he heard footsteps getting closer, he got up feebly and grabbed the prisoner. Fence hoarsely said, "Water...water..."

But after seeing the face of the approaching person, his face turned pale, "Zhu...Zhu Yingzhou..."

Zhu Yingzhou came out from the backlight, with no expression on his face, just took out a key and opened the lock of the cell with a dull face.

Perhaps his eyes were too scary, Cao Ping couldn't stop trembling from being stared at, he suddenly let go of the fence and hurriedly backed away, calling in a trembling voice, "Come here... come here..."

The iron chain fell, and the wooden door creaked. Zhu Yingzhou pulled out the butcher knife wrapped around his waist with a white cloth, grinned sneerly, "Cao Ping, I'm here to kill you!"

The cold reflection reflected on his face, making it look more like Shura from hell. Cao Ping's eyes were wide open, and the fierce appearance of this man was directly reflected in his eyes. The blade gradually approached and enlarged, and finally landed on his legs. In the meantime, with a wave of the knife, a scream resounded in the dark and damp dungeon.

Gunpowder smoke filled the air, the wind and sand roared, and Pei Zhan swept away with a single shot, forcing back a wave of Northern Yan troops. He became famous at a young age and was far inferior to Andrew in terms of strength and experience.

The blood from the wound on his forehead had scabbed over his eyes, making his vision blurred. He raised his hand and used his thumb to smudge the blood from the corner of his mouth, spit bloody saliva on the ground, and asked in a hoarse voice, "How long has it been?" gone?"

Guo Sheng was also injured all over his body, his eyes were already bloodshot, he was silent for a while before replying: "An hour has passed..."

"General..." Guo Sheng murmured, "Is Ji Shilang..."

"He will come," Pei Zhan interrupted.

Guo Sheng gritted his teeth, and said comfortingly, "It's better to retreat to the city and make plans!"

"I can't retreat," Pei Zhan shook his head with a smile, and looked up at the Beiyan soldiers who were also panting opposite him. His gun blades were inserted into the ground and he stood up. His silver-white armor shone like a silver moon in the dark night. Hui, he drew his spear and pointed it at the enemy, and said sharply, "Even if he can't come, I can still defend this city of Pingping! The people of Jin are behind us, and we have no choice but to retreat from the beginning. Fight to the death! I will not let the barbarian dogs of Beiyan hurt me and the people of Dajin!"

He raised his red-tasseled spear high, his cloak was blown flying behind him, and he shouted loudly: "Undefeated!"

The crowd is excited and encouraged!

Andrew narrowed his eyes and stared at Pei Zhan surrounded by the crowd, his face was cloudy and uncertain, and the lieutenant beside him urged profusely, "King, we can't fight anymore, the brimstone bombs are too powerful and our soldiers will After receiving the impact, the damage will be too great if we attack again!"

"Shut up!" Andrew kicked the man away viciously, "I've been planning for so many years, so let it go! How much Da Jin hurt me, I will pay back twice as much."

Afterwards, he sneered, "I can only win tonight!"

It's been a long night and it's hard to see, but there's no sign that it's going to be bright this day. The wind is mixed with ice slag, it's freezing cold, and the cries in the city are getting louder. Fire, blood, and death make up everything tonight.

The Beiyan dead soldier hiding in the city killed all the way, the long knife in his hand was stained red with blood, his ferocious face looked like a ghost crawling out of hell, surrounded by a group of children trembling, seeing the blade was about to fall, a lame The young man with legs rushed out, wrapping his arms tightly around his waist and abdomen, allowing the blade to stab into his back, just shouting: "Go!"

The blade pierced through the body, and the flames illuminated a small piece of the sky. At the last second when Zhu Yingzhou's consciousness dissipated, nostalgia, remorse, and helplessness flashed across Zhu Yingzhou's face.

The disappearance of countless little people in this world is like melting snow falling on the ground. They finally turn into a number, and no one remembers that it was a vivid life.

The sound of killing and shouting became one, the soil had already turned reddish brown, the blood could not coagulate, and the original color of the clothes on his body could no longer be seen. Vibrant life vanishes into thin air.

Cannon fire rages, banners are flying, what is separated from Dajin and Beiyan is nothing but a wasteland, under the wasteland there are dense bones buried, and the soil nourished by flesh and blood is full of death decay, limbs are cracked, torso is torn apart,

The horse's hooves crushed the dark night, and the partridges croaked, hurry up, Ji Si thought, hurry up.

Pei Zhan blocked the knife for Guo Sheng, the long knife cut open the flesh, and he could even see the bones under the flesh, covered the wound and staggered a few steps, and the person behind him kicked him a few meters away, and the pendant on his chest flew away. After going out, Pei Zhan's face suddenly changed and he crawled a few steps and firmly grasped the pendant in his hand. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a spot, clenched his hands tightly and flew towards him. The arrow crossed from his back to his chest. Sheng roared, the voices in his ears were chaotic, and his eyelids were heavy, as if he saw countless figures, passing by his eyes one after another.

Yao'er hasn't found a good family yet, Le Jin and Le Yu are so young, what should Pei Jiajun do, Ji Shilang is afraid that he will have to blame himself for the rest of his life, but fortunately he fulfilled his mission and protected his sweetheart for Ah Heng. Ziheng's temperament can be tolerated apart from himself and others, but in the future, someone will accompany him, so that he can save himself a lot of worry, and there is also the little father-in-law... and the little father-in-law...

Thoughts surged, thinking of growing up listening to all kinds of hero stories while practicing martial arts when he was young, the blood of the Pei family flowed on his body, the blood of the son of the Pei family was hot, the world in his heart was home and country, and he was made of flesh and blood. The iron skin, even if the bones are embedded with sharp blades, and the feet are full of thorns, it is not enough for him to retreat.

For the sake of the day, life and death have long been ignored, the world is lonely, and the world is turbulent.

But Ren has a wish in his heart, willing to pour blood on my sword, in exchange for peace, prosperity and well-being.

But at this day and today, Pei Zhan is a little timid. He misses his younger siblings, Ah Heng, the brothers who have lived and died together, and the young master Yan who says he likes him.

Not reconciled, not reconciled!

Looking at the dark night where no light could be seen, Pei Zhan opened his mouth and moved his lips, but there was no sound in the end.

He felt that he was about to die, and he could even feel the blood flowing from his body. He stared at the long night that would dawn at an unknown time, wondering if Bai Wuchang and Hei Wuchang came riding horses mixed in the smoke and dust of the flames of war.

It wasn't until he got close that his eyes moved slightly that he realized that the person behind the smoke and dust was not some messenger from the underworld, but a bright young man with a red headband on his forehead.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the icy slag fell down like this.

Just when Andrew thought he had the chance to win, suddenly, dust and smoke rose from the far end of the road like a whirlwind, and gradually he heard the sound of horseshoes like torrential rain, and a group of soldiers and horses came galloping.

I don't know who shouted, "Reinforcements are coming," Beiyan's general panicked, "Your Majesty, you can't wait any longer. There is still a chance in the future, so it's time to withdraw now!"

Andrew looked at Fan Ping, who was about to get it, and at the sound of horseshoes approaching behind him, gritted his teeth and said, "Withdraw!"

The remnant soldiers of Beiyan got out of the tight encirclement in a panic. Unexpectedly, they saw the Pingbei army before they could run far in the future. Andrew had no choice but to leave the remaining remnant soldiers in the middle of the road, and he and other soldiers headed towards the border defense line run.

Shouts and cries for help resounded from all directions, and the sky turned from black to gray. Ji Si got off his horse and almost fell off. After steadying himself, he pushed aside the crowd and rushed to the front. Dead bodies were strewn all over the field outside the city gate, and some people's intestines spilled all over the ground. , Some of the lower body disappeared, some were completely burnt, and some were still holding their last breath, the flames had not stopped, and the smell of blood had not dissipated.

Ji Si trembled all over and said, his voice became louder and louder, "Save... save people, save people..."

Amidst his cries, the crowd reacted and drove hundreds of corpses to save people. Ji Si fell to the ground, his hands trembling and unable to lift his strength, he stared blankly for a while, and then Suddenly got up, muttering: "Pei Zhan, Pei Qixiu..."

He rolled and crawled down the ditch, the wound on his face burst open, he just crawled into the pile of corpses in embarrassment, opened one after another, his eyes were red as if they could drip blood, and he kept shouting He wrote: "Pei Qixiu...Pei Qixiu!!"

The sound of the wind, the sound of crying, the sound of footsteps, but there was no response. Every time they met a surviving soldier, they would ask, "Have you seen General Pei? Have you seen him?"

Ji Si was covered in blood and mud. He felt extremely uncomfortable but became calmer. He forced himself not to think about those possibilities, but kept repeating the movements in his hands.

Suddenly a touch of emerald green came into view, it was Yan Zhao's jade pendant, the jade pendant Yan Zhao gave to Pei Zhan, Ji Si ran over like crazy, rolling and crawling, pushing away the warm jade pendants. The corpse, finally revealing the person at the bottom.

The silver-white armor was stained with blood and was covered with wounds. With trembling hands, Ji Si brushed off the dirt on the man's face with his sleeves, revealing that face. He opened his mouth but could only squeeze out a few unsound words from his throat, he bit his tongue hard to say the words.

"Pei...Pei Zhan...wake up, open your eyes," Ji Si called hoarsely, "Come here... call the doctor, call the doctor! Help! Can anyone help me?" he!"

"It's my lateness, it's my fault, it's my fault, Pei Zhan..." He fell to the ground and carefully held Pei Zhan in his arms, as if he had lost his calm and self-restraint, just crying helplessly Shouting, "Help! Someone save him, who can save him, Pei Zhan, don't die, I beg you, don't die! Wake up!"

There were bursts of stabbing pain in his heart, and the tears that Ji Siqiang held back finally came out, dripping down his chin, falling on Pei Zhan's face drop by drop, the tears wiped away the dried blood, and slid down the corners of his eyes, leaving bloodstains.

"Pei Yao...Pei Yao is still waiting for you, what do you ask them to do, if there is no one who can protect the Pei family without you, you love them so much, how can you be willing to abandon them, and Qi Ran, and Qi Ran Of course, he regards you as a brother and as a friend, and you are the only senior brother, how do you let me face him," Ji Si choked up sobbing, the cry was mournful and sad, mixed with the whistling wind, as if the heaven and the earth were crying together, "I How should I tell them, what should I say! Please, please!"

"Pei Zhan!"

The cry that roared from the throat was like blood, the wind was rustling, the branches were swaying, the light and shadow overlapped, the city gate slowly opened, and the noises kept coming and going, the dawn was rising, the twilight was rising, and the ice slag was falling like rain, melting into Water returns to the earth, where it came from.

Some people are born with wings. They use stars to open the way, white scenery to pave the way, and mountains and rivers to accompany them. Let those ants watch the world forever.

Alone in the dark, the moon hovering in the sky, maybe we can't wait for the dawn in the east together, then I will use myself as the light, not with the light, not with the dust.

The night is fading, the dawn is approaching, the birds are chirping, and everything is as it was yesterday, unchanged.

The night was too long, Pei Yao fell into a nightmare and suddenly opened her eyes, a faint light came into the room through the doors and windows, the sweat on her head wet her loose hair, a tear fell from the corner of her eye and fell into her hair , She raised her hand to wipe it away with her fingertips, and for some reason a heart-piercing pain welled up in her heart, and the painful tears couldn't stop flowing.

Had a nightmare, Pei Yao thought, when the sky is completely bright, this dream will pass.

The chirping birds kept making noise, which disturbed the tranquility. Qi Ran woke up from his sleep, frowning and looking around, with a confused and flustered expression on his face, far from his usual composure.

He picked up the robe beside the bed and draped it casually on his body. He pulled the door open and leaned against the door frame. Moist water vapor rushed towards his face. The sky was cloudy and rainy, and the mist was layered on top of each other, completely obscuring all the scenery. In a trance, people can't tell what night it is or where they are.

Qi Ran stepped over the threshold and walked slowly into the rain. The rain wet his clothes and seeped into his flesh, bringing a biting cold. He raised his head, his face was still washed by the rain, his eyelids trembled slightly, and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears. .

There was a wind, and the candle on the table shook. Seeing that the flame was getting smaller and about to be extinguished, he stretched out his hands from the side, pulled the fork lever and closed the window tightly, then shrank his neck and sat back down again. at the table.

The candlelight calmed down, and the flame rose to brighten the room and the various stones placed in disorder on the table. Yan Zhao picked up a piece of good-quality stone, carved it carefully by the candlelight, and lit it from time to time. He yawned, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyelids drooped extremely heavy.

"hiss!"

Yan Zhao let out a cry of pain, seeing the wound on his hand pierced by the awl, most of the drowsiness disappeared immediately, he put his mouth on his fingertips and was very annoyed, when he was about to get angry, he thought of someone laughing, and scratched his head irritably, The fire that rushed to the throat did not come out after all, but skillfully wrapped the wound with a white cloth, forcibly cheered up and continued the work at hand, still muttering, "This is the first time that the young master Carving pendants for others, if you dare to dislike them, I will teach you how to look good when you come back!"

While talking about it, he suddenly stopped his movements, looked at the embryonic pendant in his hand, rubbed the word Pei with his fingertips, and sighed quietly, "When will you come back, if you don't come back, I will almost forget what you look like .”

The candles were extinguished, leaving a puff of green smoke, and the street that had been silent for a whole night became lively again, with shouting and hawking, laughing, cursing and fighting, and the traffic was very lively.

Children on the street are humming country tunes in groups of three or four. This withering child has a long and long sorrow, rushing through the streets and alleys in the autumn wind, and sending it to every town in Dajin. Listen carefully, as if hearing them singing:

Sheng Shiping walked with a heavy load, but he didn't see the loyal bones buried in Qingshan.

The autumn wind blows, the smoke is diffuse, and the strong wind is like a group of ghosts crying.

It falls today, and from next year, ** will sweep away and wait for the return journey.

As soon as it is about to be completed, ten thousand bones are withered, and a man in white clothes is a handful of soil.

The journey is full of ups and downs, and the soldiers and children are less lonely.

Bingfeng points to all slaughter, and now the sky is a tomb in another country.

Before and after the Yin and Yang road, several people in white clothes and plain onyx cried.

With a sharp knife in hand, he beheaded his head, and made a rotten tree for his fame and fortune.

Let's see, whose young man is so romantic, and swims across Lin'an City on horseback.

Sigh, sigh, become famous in one battle, and the world knows that there is no way to avoid the end of a hero.

Come, come, invite the world to have a pot of wine, and be a dragon and a tiger in the next life.

Success and failure, loneliness and suffering.

Today, thousands of years, future generations through the ages.

The good son of the Pei family died in Wanping.

The author has something to say:

Don't hit me yet, in order to maintain the integrity of the stage plot, I will stop here first, but I am worried that the emotional rendering will stop abruptly, so there is another chapter [Escape with the lid on the pot]