painting robbery

Words: "..."

It is obviously a very normal sentence. When he was with Yuan Yinliu, he said that he did not know himself, but facing Yuan Xiangdie who winked at him and called him brother, for some reason, he felt a strong strange feeling in his heart. Knowing that everything was just his own narrow mind, his eyes couldn't help but wander for a while, and he stopped turning when he drifted to the steaming soup pot.

Yuan Xiangdie had a smile on his lips.

The head of the pot boiled, and she happily fished out the things she had thrown down before.

The first one is melon slices, which are extremely rare in northern Xinjiang. She put the melon slices into the Yanzhenci bowl.

The second one is mushrooms, which are rare at this time, and she puts the mushrooms into the Yanzhenci bowl.

The third one is vegetable leaves, which is also extremely——

Yan Zhenci picked up Yuan Xiangdie's bowl before the green, oily and white vegetable leaves entered his own bowl, put all the things Yuan Xiangdie fished out into the bowl, and said with a smile: " Good niece, eat it yourself."

Yuan Xiangdie said sweetly, "Thank you brother."

Yan... Yan Zhenci was frightened for a while, and quickly took a duck tongue to suppress the shock.

Baicaoqiu, who was sitting opposite the two, watched their intimacy, and suddenly realized: It is indeed a talented man and a beautiful woman, and a pair of lovers——

Yuan Xiangdie said again: "Brother Yan, don't call me a niece next time, please?"

Yan Zhenci chuckled, so as not to be fooled: "We are indeed inferior in seniority——"

But Baicaoqiu suddenly said: "This is the Taoist priest's fault. Miss Yuan lost her father just now. At this time, she just made a trivial request. The Taoist priest obviously has a heart of compassion. Why does he refuse to agree to such a small detail? It only hurts Yiren's heart." ?”

I was a little shocked at the words and pillows. Is this what I did wrong?

Yuan Xiangdie looked at Baicaoqiu with bright eyes: "Thank you Doctor Bai, a good person like Doctor Bai will definitely make his wish come true."

Baicao Qiu blushed a little: "Miss Yuan is so polite..."

Yan Zhenci has a complicated mood: "How can seniority be confused at will?"

Baicaoqiu asked in confusion: "Is the Taoist priest related to Miss Yuan by blood?"

Words: "Naturally not."

Baicaoqiu: "Then what is the question of seniority?" He persuaded, "The Taoist priest should not be trapped in the secular world. You must know that the autumn of grass and trees, and the life of a person are all passing by. Cherish when you can, lest No one can cherish when you want to cherish."

Words are speechless.

At this point, Yuan Xiangdie softly said to Baicaoqiu: "Doctor Bai doesn't need to be too entangled in this matter, maybe it's just that I don't have the fate of my brother." She then said to Yan Zhenci, "Actually, I just looked at Yan Brother, I thought of my brother, this is when I was closest to my brother..."

Although Baicaoqiu is cowardly, he is also somewhat stubborn in his heart. If he doesn't listen to Yuan Xiangdie's words, he thinks that his eyes will be bright when he hears it. In a period of three months, the number of people who died and the forces of disappearance are unknown. Except for a few large cities, once the three-month period is over, I really don’t know how many places the entire city will be turned into white ground. Just say Momu, who has risen in the past two years—"

"How is Mo's mother?" Yan Zhenci answered immediately, afraid that the grass and autumn would be entangled, so he would not let go of the topic.

"Mum Mo was originally the princess of the Deyun clan. 50 years ago, the Deyun clan was also a huge force in northern Xinjiang. But after a winter hunt, the Deyun clan was wiped out, and Mo's mother was dragged to the market sell."

"Selling?" The words were surprised.

"Yes," Baicaoqiu replied affirmatively, "for 20 years after that, Mo's mother disappeared. No one knew who bought her and what she was doing after she was bought. Twenty years later, Mo's mother suddenly appeared alone in winter. On the hunting field, there was no martial arts, and even the weapons were snatched from the hands of the dead. Later, she survived again and again, and then became Beijiang Mo's mother. But now, she died again."

When talking about these things, Baicaoqiu remained calm.This is commonplace for people in northern Xinjiang. During the winter hunting, they don't take other people's lives seriously, and they don't take their own lives seriously. There is not much difference between mother and mother. No one knows when they will die, let alone when others will die. Maybe everyone has only nine months left? So when you are not dead, you will be the king. Just do what you want, and you won’t regret it in the future—"

As the voice fell, the surroundings changed color, and the light in the eyes dimmed layer by layer. In just a moment, the day with gentle wind and drizzle turned into dusk near night.

The three people in the court were all startled, they went outside the court together, and looked towards the sky.

I saw thunderclouds gathering in the sky, electric snakes swarming, and thick dark clouds fringed with fire like golden edges, wanting to hang down from the sky.

The vision in the sky lasted only a moment, and suddenly a strong wind raged. In the extremely high place in the northern border, a column of air that connected to the sky appeared in everyone's sight!

"Then...then," Baicaoqiu murmured, "what is that?"

Yan Zhenci looked far into the distance, and his expression was extremely serious: "The extreme martial arts can move the phenomena of heaven and earth. The phenomena of heaven and earth that are not born naturally are filled with unworldly masters who use their own profound skills to move the wind and clouds of heaven and earth. If you are not careful ,The consequences could be disastrous……"

While speaking, Yan Zhenci couldn't help but look at Yuan Xiangdie more.

But he saw that the woman who had just reached his shoulder had already stood beside him at some point, with a smile on his lips and a worry in his eyes.

Words are in a trance again.

The smile on the lips is indeed like the original sound flow, but I can't imagine that the original sound flow will show sadness.

If the original Xiangdie is the original sound stream, this position is just right.

If Yuan Xiangdie wasn't Yuan Yinliu... He took a step back, feeling that he was standing too close to the other party.

It was this step back that he found that the corner of his clothes was being pulled.

Yan Zhenci silently looked at the hand holding the corner of his clothes, followed by the hand and looked at the owner of the hand.

Yuan Xiangdie looked back at Yan Zhenci, she put her hands behind her back as if nothing had happened, her fingertips were still tugging at the corner of the clothes, pulling and pulling, but she said to Baicaoqiu: "That direction seems to be the land of heaven and fire."

Baicaoqiu: "Yes, it is the land of fire..."

When the two of them finished speaking, a loud noise came from the sky. Amidst the loud noise, suddenly a huge flame accompanied by a column of air shot straight into the sky. The pitch-black sky was suddenly burned by wildfire. Sky!

At this moment, all the people in Northern Xinjiang were shocked by the vision, stepped out of the house, looked at each other in a daze, and then heard a loud shout from the street:

"The Land of Skyfire has been destroyed, and there will be no more fires in the northern border!"

"The ancient talisman for offering sacrifices to heaven has been destroyed, and there will be no more winter hunting in March in northern Xinjiang!"

Then countless shouts merged into huge waves, the fire in the sky, and the people on the ground, were imprinted in the eyes and hearts of the people in Beijiang together:

"The Land of Skyfire has been destroyed, and there will be no more fires in the northern border!"

"The ancient talisman for offering sacrifices to heaven has been destroyed, and there will be no more winter hunting in March in northern Xinjiang!"

"The lord of the northern border is only Sui—"

"The king of the northern border is Jieyuan—"

"The ancient talisman for offering sacrifices to heaven is destroyed?" Baicaoqiu said suddenly, his face full of bewilderment, "No winter hunting?" What will it be like?"

"Although Jie Yuan is my elder brother, I have indeed heard that Jie Yuan has a cruel temperament and fierce methods. Maybe he will hold your heads down and ask you to hand over [-]% of your people every year for him to kill. It is possible to do various inhumane experiments, such as feeding various poisons to living people, or installing bones on living people, pretending to amputate wings and so on." Yuan Xiangdie's tone was also quite worried.

"..." Words.

"Just a [-]% person?" Baicaoqiu suddenly became happy again, "Then he doesn't look so cruel!"

Yuan Xiangdie smiled sweetly, turned around and left, flying like a butterfly.

There was only one voice, which came from afar:

"If you're not even afraid of this, then nothing too bad should happen—"

On the tenth day of winter hunting, the top forces in northern Xinjiang were completely wiped out, Nayun City, the battle site, was in ruins, and the smell of flesh and blood in Mochiyue Plain lingered for months.

But other than that, everything fell into a strange calm, no one dared to show their heads anymore, Sui Palace took control of the entire northern border very smoothly, and officially started to build the Jieyuan Palace.

Thanks to this kind of peace, for several days in a row, no one disturbed the small courtyard, and Baicaoqiu thought hard, trying to solve the problem of ghosts in Yan Zhenci; May everything follow the footsteps of the original sound flow, very cooperative with Baicaoqiu's inspection and experiment, sometimes too cooperative, and the doctor was shocked and rushed to rescue.

Yuan Xiangdie lives very regularly every day, stays at home every day, in addition to planting flowers and feeding birds, he must go to the new grave for two hours, and when he is in a good mood, he will also go to the kitchen Cook a few dishes, steam some snacks, and give it to Baicao Qiu and Yan Zhenci.

Yan Zhenci was suspicious of Yuan Xiangdie in his heart, picked a time, stepped forward and said: "I'll go and bring back Brother Yuan's body."

Yuan Xiangdie shook his head slowly.

Doubts rise in words.

Yuan Xiangdie raised his head and smiled: "Father actually knows that mother is the legacy of the Sui Clan royal family, but it was just a matter of love, and it will be hard to let go. He had a premonition about today's events. The ghost clan doesn't want to lose their lives. One side is love, the other side is Tao, the two are incompatible, how to choose? Only now."

"Daddy has never been able to pass the hurdle of being a mother, but I know in my heart that Daddy has always loved me and my brother deeply. To die at the hands of my brother is also my wish in my heart. Daddy said a long time ago that there is no need to be entangled with the mortal body, no matter what he is. Where, his heart always loves mother deeply, and his soul always protects us."

She paused:

"Having said so much, I actually don't want to...Brother Zhenci will go to Nayun City in his current form. Sui Palace seems to want to build a main helm in Nayun City, where the defenses are strict. If Brother Zhenci goes, it doesn't matter whether he sees him or not. , all narrowly escaped death. Daddy goes, and the rest of his wish is fulfilled, isn’t Brother Zhenci anything else he can’t let go of?”

"I... my heart, I can't bear to..."

Yan Zhenci felt guilty for the suspicion that had arisen in his heart, but the doubt did not dissipate, and he waited for Yuan Xiangdie to speak.

Yuan Xiangdie didn't continue, just lowered his head and pressed the soil.

Today she planted a small tree in front of the grave. The small tree was tall, but it had a handful of small canopies covering the new grave. It was so green.

After the soil was pressed, she stood up, took a step back, looked around, and found everything beautiful, turned her head and said with a smile:

"Brother Yan, look, when I grow up, this little tree will be as big as me; when I am old, this little tree will be taller than me; when I die, it will still be able to cover Daddy's house."

The doubts in the words and words were crushed in an instant.

He even suddenly had an idea.

Maybe—Harasode Kiyoshi and Hara Otoru did have another plan, but it worked because of one blow, so they had to hide it from their loved ones?

Without thinking about it, Baicaoqiu's ecstatic laughter suddenly came from the front yard!

Then, Baicaoqiu waved an ancient book, stumbled and ran from the front yard, shouting loudly:

"I've found it! I've found a way to curb the rhetoric, I've found it!—"