floating words

The cold wind was bitter, and it blew on people's faces like knives, and the white hair was messed up by the wind. Using the power of the gods consumed almost all of their mental strength, and coupled with the non-stop jolting for more than ten days, Qian Feng's body was already about to collapse. However, thinking that Qi Rong's life is hanging by a thread, he can only grit his teeth and hold on.

Not long after chasing in the direction that the man pointed out, Qian Feng saw a steed horse galloping desperately ahead from a distance, and a precarious woman in red was lying on the horse's back.

It's Yoshizaki!Qian Feng was overjoyed, and speeded up a little bit. He looked carefully, and his heart gradually sank. Qi Rong's condition was very bad. At this moment, she was covered with injuries, and her consciousness didn't seem to be very clear.

Looking back, a man in white was chasing after the horse as if strolling in the yard, his posture was like a cat playing with a mouse, as if he was tired of playing, the man suddenly jumped up, held a piccolo and stabbed at Qi Rong, Qian Feng was startled, before he had time to think about it, he kicked hard, jumped up from the horse, and rushed towards Qi Rong.

The moment Qian Feng hugged Qi Rong and rolled to the ground, Qian Feng flung out a few strings with his backhand. fell to the ground.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spewed out, staining the ground beneath him red. Qian Feng struggled to get up, raised his hand to gather the loose white hair behind his ears, looked up at the man who was walking towards him step by step, and grinned: "No Drunk brother."

The man was taken aback, put away his cold expression, and frowned at Qian Feng: "It's you? Xiao Liu, your hair..."

Qian Feng smiled and shook his head: "Something went wrong, it's nothing serious."

The man knelt down and helped Qian Feng up, and when his hand touched Qian Feng's pulse, he couldn't help but froze, "Why is your internal breath so disordered?"

Qian Feng leaned in his arms to calm down a little, and then said again: "I... got hurt a little bit, senior brother, am I too stupid to mess myself up like this as soon as I left you?"

With one hand, the man slowly pumped his internal energy into his body, and with the other hand he caressed his white hair, "Xiao Liu, how much pain you have suffered!"

"Brother Buzui, can I ask you for a favor?" Qian Feng glanced at Qi Rong, who was still unconscious beside him, and continued, "Let her go, okay?"

The man shook his head, "I can promise you everything else except this, but... she must die."

"why?"

The man looked up at the sky, his eyes were empty, and he said faintly: "She killed Wen Renai."

The man's sad eyes were so familiar, Qian Feng looked at the burden on his back, it was not difficult to guess from the touch just now that it was a porcelain altar, and she understood everything in an instant, Qian Feng pulled out a desolate smile, softly Said: "Brother, you can't kill her."

The man's expression turned cold, "Why?"

"Because... because she is my disciple, senior brother, remember that the first rule of the Truman Clan is that members of the same sect are not allowed to kill each other."

The man stared into Qian Feng's eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "Xiao Liu, do you really want to be my enemy for her?"

Qian Feng lowered her eyes, "I'm sorry, senior brother."

"Okay, Qian Feng, because you and I are of the same family, I will spare her from dying today. But, from now on, if you and my brother have such robes, we will never be gracious!"

The man raised his hand and swiped lightly, and a piece of robe fell in front of Qian Feng.

"Do it yourself!"

The back of the man flying away kept flashing in Qian Feng's mind. Qian Feng stared blankly at the corner of the clothes, picked it up after a while, and held it tightly in the palm of his hand. There was a throbbing pain in his chest. Qian Feng quickly covered it with his hands Shut up, and started coughing violently. After the cough subsided, the white robe in his hand had been dyed crimson, bright and dazzling.

Qian Feng blinked her eyes hard, and carefully put the corner of the clothes into her arms.Then he got up and carried Qi Rong onto the horse, and headed towards the opposite of the imperial capital.

Qi Rong's condition was very bad. Even though she was continuously fed with Qi, her injury was still getting worse. Qian Feng secretly sighed: It seems that she should be brought back to Truman as soon as possible.

Looking back at the south, wondering if the man is still safe, he shook his head helplessly, without thinking about it, Qian Feng leaned over and scratched the horse's neck.He urged Xiao Xiaoliu under him to hurry up.

When Qian Feng saw the man blocking the horse, he thought he was dazzled.This man's long gown is covered with dust, he can't see his original color for a long time, but he really deserves the words "suspicious and dusty".His hair, which was always meticulous in daily life, was also in a mess at the moment, and his brows and eyes were covered by the hanging bangs, making it impossible to see his expression at the moment.

Looking at his chapped lips, Qian Feng couldn't help but miss the soft touch on them, but there was no chance again.

"What are you doing here?" Qian Feng looked at the man condescendingly, and the words in his mouth did not have any warmth.

Qi Lan looked up at him, but his eyes were stabbed by Qian Feng's white hair, and there was a faint urge to cry, "You want to take her away?"

"Ah."

"Qianfeng, you said you would take me away, you can't break your word, you can't..." Qi Lan suddenly covered his face and knelt down, looking like an abandoned child.

Wanting to hug him so much, Qian Feng resisted the urge to jump down, clenched the rein in his hand, and said indifferently: "Qi Lan, I have no regrets, I gave you a chance, everything is your own choice , I can’t blame others, I will take her back to Truman, and never step into the world of mortals again in this life.”

"Trumen..." Qilan stood up and took a few steps back, with a wry smile, "So you are from that place, no wonder... no wonder... Trumen has always been a master-student double cultivation, do you want to take her as an apprentice? "

"Yes." The nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, but Qian Feng didn't notice it.Not daring to look at his sad affection again, Qian Feng pulled the reins, bypassed Qi Lan, and was ready to start again.

"Qian Feng." Qi Lan's voice came from behind again, "If I die here now, will you forgive me and take me away?"

There was a slight sound of wind from behind, Qian Feng was startled, and quickly swung his hand back, only to hear a "ding dong", Qian Feng turned around, and saw a dagger lying on the ground, Qi Lan's tiger's mouth had been shattered, Blood was gurgling out.

Qian Feng looked at him coldly, and the words he said pierced his heart like a sharp arrow: "Qi Lan, you are still so selfish, look at Qi Rong, now she is made into such a state by you, okay Even a Qinyao was made miserable by you, the army overwhelmed the country, and the people were panicked. Are you really not guilty at all? Do you know? Your life is no longer your own now, it belongs to all the people of Qinyao. Qinyao has been handed over to you, so you can make atonement! Use your life to atone for the sin."

Can't even die?Qi Lan looked up at Qian Feng humbly, and begged bitterly, "At least... at least don't forget me, let me know your news occasionally, is it okay?"

Seeing Qi Lan's begging eyes, Qian Feng could no longer refuse cruelly. He turned around and looked up at the sky, and said quietly: "Every year on your birthday, I will send you a congratulatory gift."

The sound of horseshoes went away, Qi Lan looked at the gradually blurred back, and felt empty in his heart: This life, it's just like this, I should be content!

The imperial capital, the East Palace.

Sikong Changji gently turned the wine glass in his hand, raised his phoenix eyes slightly, and looked sideways at Qi Lan who was kneeling on the ground, and asked leisurely: "Surrender? Why should I accept your surrender? You have already lost, haven't you? "

Qilan was neither humble nor overbearing, and quietly stated her reasons: "As long as the Tian family does not anger the people of Qinyao, I can take the initiative to withdraw from the fan, set an example for other fan kings, and then unconditionally support the prince with all the strength of Qinyao Your Highness, isn't this what His Highness the Crown Prince needs right now? Besides, even though the younger sister took the initiative to provoke the war, it also gave His Highness an opportunity to take control of the power. It’s all about gain and nothing harm.”

Sikong Changji narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly: "Qilan, do you know, just based on your words, I can kill you right now."

"His Royal Highness will not."

"Okay, I have the guts, but why should I trust you? Your Qi family always likes to go back on your word. You see, your sister has already turned back less than a year after she surrendered. What about you?"

Qi Lan looked up at him, and said word by word: "What if the Qi family line is cut off from now on?"

Sikong Changji looked at him in shock: "This..."

"Qilan's life is only to protect the safety of Qinyao's people. She will never marry a wife and have children during her lifetime. Your Highness the Crown Prince can rest assured. After my death, all the power of Qinyao will belong to His Highness the Crown Prince."

"Okay, it's a deal."

"A word is settled!"

In the autumn of the 48th year of Shenman, Wang Qirong of Qinyao Flower Valley rebelled and was defeated. Qirong's whereabouts are unknown.His elder brother Qilan took over as the King of Huagu, offered to withdraw from the feudal clan, and was named Qinyao's political envoy.

In the spring of Xijie's 35th year, Qi Lan, Qin Yao's chief envoy, died at the age of 61 and never married.After his death, his body disappeared, which became an unsolved case.

Qi Lan lay dying in the carriage, looking at the still young and bright face in front of her, she said in a babbling voice: "Rong'er, you bring his keepsake to celebrate my birthday every year, why is he willing to see me this year?" Is it because I'm going to die? I'm already so old, but you are still so young, presumably his appearance shouldn't change much!"

Qi Rong turned her head to look outside the curtain, her eyes misty, "Well, he hasn't changed at all, he's still so good-looking."

Qilan smiled: "Hehe, I knew it. Do you think he will dislike me for being old?"

Qi Rong turned her head away, her voice choked with sobs: "No, he misses you very much."

Qi Lan wanted to say something, but was stopped by Qi Rong, "Brother, you should sleep for a while! You can see him when you wake up."

"In my lifetime, I can still hear you calling my brother. It's great. I'm sorry, Rong'er. I wanted to tell you this sentence back then."

"It's ok."

Qi Lan was carried to the top of the mountain by Qi Rong, and the crape myrtle flowers in spring were in full bloom, covering the mountains and plains like a fire.In a daze, Qi Lan seemed to see the young man sitting quietly under the flowers, his eyes were as clear as water, not stained by a speck of dust.Qilan thought, it was because of these eyes that he fell in love with him at first!

When the obsidian tombstone came into Qi Lan's eyes, Qi Lan only felt that his mind was blank. He had imagined the scene of the two reuniting countless times, but he never imagined that it would be like this.

With the support of Qi Rong, Qi Lan staggered towards the tombstone. He only felt that every step was extremely heavy. Scenes of the past flashed before his eyes, and the closer he got, the clearer he was. Rubbing the name on the tombstone, Qi Lan couldn't help crying, "Qian Feng..."

After a long time, Qi Lan murmured, "When did he leave?"

Qi Rong also had wet eyes, "The winter when he brought me back, he went there not long after healed my wounds. The weather was fine that day, and he sat quietly under the crape myrtle tree, telling me over and over again that I should not forget I want to celebrate your birthday every year on your birthday. Those tokens are all left to you by him, I think he must be waiting for you, so I brought you here on my own initiative. "

"Rong'er, I want to be alone with him for a while."

"it is good."

Qi Lan quietly leaned against the stone tablet, the boy's eyebrows flashed before his eyes, every frown and smile were clearly visible, no one knew when, this person's shadow had already been engraved into his bone marrow, and could never be erased.He didn't dare to forget, and he couldn't forget.

Qilan turned her head and put her face against the stone tablet, as if kissing a lover, tender and tender, "Qianfeng, I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long..."

The moment she closed her eyes, Qi Lan seemed to see two teenagers running among the flowers.

"Hehehehe... Qilan, come and chase me! If you catch me, I will be with you..."

Qi Lan murmured with difficulty: "Qianfeng... I... finally caught up with you, we... never... separated..."

A gust of wind blew, and the crape myrtle flowers fell to the ground. The body of the person leaning on the stone tablet was covered by petals, and he had already lost his breath. Not far away, a woman in red stood quietly, watching everything in front of her quietly. , her eyes were full of tears, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, Qian Feng, it's great that you finally waited for him...