Longevity

The Five Armies are hiding under the water.In the blink of an eye, the reed rose suddenly, and one black shadow after another simply spit out the reed and stood up, hugging Fang Jianjun who was still on the water. The enemy's soft gold armor was hard to hurt, and some raised their daggers to cut their throats. Some opened Fang Jianjun's helmet with one hand and took the head directly, and others drowned the enemy by drowning him or choked him to death by filling the enemy's nose and mouth with mud.

There was chaos in the clear stream for a moment, water splashed in all directions, the sound of water continued, accompanied by piercing screams, blood sprayed in the air, sprinkled into the water, and mixed with the bottomless water in the dark night , can no longer see clearly.

Fang Jian's army scrambled to go ashore, followed by the fifth army, the gate of the camp was opened wide, the seventh army guarded the camp, and the sixth army rushed out to support.

"Your Majesty, let's go!" an unknown rough man roared.

Under the protection of several guards, a group of people with yellow scarves broke out of the encirclement and ran towards Hanshui Ferry.

"Don't worry about him! Kill the guard in the middle behind!" Liu Heng's voice was a little hoarse, and the injection of internal force made the voice resound through the clear bank.

Pei Ni took a closer look, and sure enough, these guards, including the yellow scarf man, were actually protecting the guard in the middle behind, and this man was undoubtedly Fang Jian.

The few cavalry galloped ahead, followed by Si Li and Liu Heng leading the third and fourth armies to catch up.

The first and second armies arrived late, brought oil-soaked rattan armor nets, separated Fang Jianjun into several groups of nets, and lit them. More than a dozen fire groups illuminated the night sky.

The shrill screams gradually became louder. Those who struggled to break free, those who failed to resist the Fifth Army, caught up with the Third and Fourth Armies, causing some of the Third and Fourth Armies to fall behind, and some of them came to reinforce them. Eleven or two cavalrymen followed Liu and Si closely, and the rest fell more than ten arrows away.

Seeing the undercurrent of the culvert ahead, the chased Fang Jianjun led his horse to counterattack and waited for rescue.

By the banks of the culvert, the clinking of weapons from the two armies was chaotic and hasty, and the shadows of people and horses jumped back and forth to dodge, making people dazzled.

Liu Heng is going through a tough battle.This was a contest of strength and dexterity, and the opponent was fighting to the death, so it became a bitter struggle, he fled, and from the corner of his eye saw Si Li chasing Fang Jian, passing the crowd.Confidently handing over the common enemy to Si Li, he swung his whip and urged the horse to kill him.

"Si Li, even if you kill me, Qin Jia won't be able to come back!" Fang Jian laughed wildly in front of him, hurting Si Li, raised a few hidden weapons and flew to the back, and there were a few soft sounds piercing the air, "Ding Dang" Two beeps, Si Li successfully dismounted, unfortunately dismounted in the middle of the horse, neighed, and was about to overturn Si Li, Si Li lifted herself up on the horse's back to borrow strength, turned over in the air, and jumped onto Fang Jian's horse. When the dagger in his hand cut off Fang Jian's right hand, Fang Jian screamed in pain, stretched out his left hand to perform exercises to push Si Li away, Si Li had pushed him off the horse, and Si Li followed suit.

"You actually want to kill me!" Fang Jian looked at Si Li who was rushing towards him, his face paled in shock, "Aren't you..."

Under the moonlight, that other person's face was distorted.

It seems to be Fang Jian's panic, and it seems that Lang Changxin's great revenge will be avenged quickly.

Si Li remained silent, and before Fang Jian raised his knife to stab him, he sealed his throat with one knife.

A little bit of blood sprayed on Si Li's pale face, like a little bit of red plum, touching the soul.

Si Li forced herself to stand up, but couldn't hold on, so she took a step back and knelt down on the ground.

"Because you're ugly." Her thin lips parted slightly, and the words she spoke pierced the bones.

almost ten years.He, Si Li, always cared about every detail, and he must avenge every grudge, but Fang Jian and Qin Jia fled after changing faces, which made him realize a lot.In the past ten years, he hasn't thought about various ways to kill Fang Jian for a moment. Looking at that lover with a face that disgusts him, his remorse doesn't show on his face, but he has long since regretted it.

There was a little pain in the abdomen slowly, and Si Li raised his hand, caressed the knife on his abdomen, pulled out with a breath.

After all, it was slower.

With Qin Jia's multiple poisons in Si Li's body, the pain has been sluggish, and the internal energy has weakened a little.

That "red lotus" poison is so dangerous, whether you pull out the knife in your belly, you will die in the end.

Bleeding continuously until death.

That's good, I can go to Qin Jia by myself.

According to his stubborn temperament, he is still waiting by the bridge of Naihe?

Some distressed.After all, he has been waiting for many years.

Si Li threw the knife away with a bang, and then lay down slowly, posing in a pose she liked.

Blood gurgled from his abdomen, and he could clearly feel it getting colder.

He suddenly found himself at peace, dealing with this death.

There are even some expectations.

The corner of his mouth is slightly curved - well, when did I fall in love with him?

do not know.

When the Si family lived across from the Qin family, he had played with the young master of the Qin family for a few years, but after all, he was from a very well-educated family. Compared to Qin Jia, he still liked his younger brother Si Xian.

Usually when they climbed trees, dug out birds' eggs, dug loaches for fishing, built houses with mud, and fought wars with sand, Qin Jia would watch from the sidelines.A quiet, boring person—Si Li once thought.

The children were playing in the backyard, unaware of the desperation of the adults in the front yard at this time.

The Si family collapsed overnight, and the mother before going to sleep stroked their cheeks with a gentle gesture, and the moonlight shone through the window screen and sprinkled on her face little by little.The mother was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and that moment was her most beautiful moment.

So he loves all beautiful things.

He fell asleep peacefully, and when he woke up, he found himself and his brother in a place he had never seen before.

He woke up his younger brother, and they looked at the man who entered the room vigilantly. The man gently explained why they were here, and when they rushed out like the wind, the man did not stop them.

After rushing out of the gate, he stopped, and so did his younger brother.

They don't know where to go.

The parents offended the king of Beining, the fifth prince who was crowned king at a young age. Just because of a disrespect, the emperor ordered the lives of their whole family.

The Qin family, who once said shyly that they were "life and death friends" with the Si family, did not help them.No one helped the Si family, only the head of the house, a person who had nothing to do with them, saved the two children of the Si family.

They could not have lived.Parents are no longer alive.

Those who are hypocritical, those who smile falsely, those who watch their parents die.

They squatted on the ground, crying heartbreakingly.

There are only two children, but they want everyone to die.They know it's impossible, and they cry about it.

When he was led back, the man was coaxing a boy in very thick clothes to sleep. The boy's complexion was like snow, and his pale hands were around his neck, pressing his face against the man's neck.

The boy who seemed to be able to spit out thin frost even with his breath was Xie Bumin, and that gentle man was their later senior brother, Qinglin.

My hatred for Fu Ruqi has accumulated bit by bit, and it seems that since then.

A woman who would kill her senior brother.More than once, they saw her flicking her sleeves and gently stroking the tea she was going to give to her senior brother.

What Si Li regretted most was this incident, because at the time he didn't know that Qinglin was evil, and he was incapable, so he was afraid of being retaliated after reporting.When he understood whether Qinglin was good or bad, it was too late.

Qinglin, Sun Xiyuan, and Fu Ruqi are all disciples of the sect master, and themselves and their younger brother are disciples of the second master.

The Si brothers and Xie Bumin had a good time. In Si Li's impression, Xie Bumin was always sick, sitting and reading all day long, and sometimes making plans and looking at the astrolabe.Both Si Li and Si Xian regarded him as a special playmate—because Xie Bumin controlled others with his mouth, the two of them never won.

And the last time when guests came to the door, they met Song Jinge, Song Jinge followed his master with his head down, and when his master went to see the second master, he stopped walking like a chicken, and looked up at the girl who was hiding on the side. The two brothers broke out an innocent, harmless smile.

It was only later that Si Li realized that she was blind and had misjudged her vision.

Song Jinge lived here for two months. On the tenth day, Si Xian caught a cuckoo for him. He loved it very much and took it with him everywhere. On the 11th day, he lent the birdcage to Si Xian to catch sparrows. He tied the cuckoo On the wrist, one of its claws is tied with a cloth strip.

Si Li took care of Xie Bumin to take the medicine, came out and saw Song Jinge holding something in his arms in the yard, looking up at the herbal garden under the ginkgo tree, he looked up, as if looking at the scenery, alone.Si Li leaned over and saw the dead Du Juan in his arms.

"You... want to eat it?" Si Li asked tentatively.Song Jinge shook his head slowly, with a lonely tone: "It always flies away, I put it in my arms, I don't want to suffocate it to death." Song Jinge sighed, and seemed relieved, "Anyway, it won't fly away again. It's messed up."

Song Jinge would rather die than let the things he loves go free.Song Jinge doesn't care about life and death, death is just another way for him to possess.

Si Li immediately accepted him as a friend, because he likes novel characters.

Occasionally, Si Li very much agrees with his ideas.

Among the small group of four, Xie, Si brothers, and Song, Du Sili and Song Jinge get along best.

Later, the brothers of the Si family became businessmen with the help of Song Jinge, and Xie Bumin also helped a lot. Later, they opened some brothels and gambling shops in the south of the Yangtze River. The number of imperial merchants seems to be very small, but in fact it is enough.

At the same time, he saw Qin Jia again.

Si Li has never been such an unreasonable person, of course he knows that what happened in the past has nothing to do with Qin Jia.

But he is just uncomfortable, he doesn't like this person, he hates this person who thinks of himself as a bamboo horse, and he is disgusted that this person wants to intervene in his small group with several other people.

At the beginning, Qin Jia seemed to regard him as his own responsibility, taking care of everything and correcting everything, which made him extremely annoyed.Si Li finally couldn't stand it anymore and made him disappear from her world.

A few days later, Qin Jia reappeared in front of him, becoming subservient and humble, and Si Li frowned—just pretend that this person does not exist.So Qin Jia became a dispensable person, only paying attention to him when he was in a good mood.

Qin Jia was not unwilling or complained, and even became more and more satisfied.

And then appeared later, Si Li's earnestness made Qin Jia jealous, but to Si Li's surprise, he didn't stop him.

Thinking about it now, Qin Jia is probably used to it. After all, Fang Jian was not the first one he chased after, but this time he was a foreigner with a high-quality face, so Si Li was so serious.

When Qin Jia was drunk, he showed his heart to Si Li. After waking up, he apologized for his faux pas after drinking. Si Li smiled coldly and looked at Qin Jia standing outside the door : "You said you liked me."

He clearly saw the crimson color on Qin Jia's cheeks burning to the tip of her ears, and her ears became crystal clear and tender.

Then Qin Jia clenched his fists, as if he had decided on something, raised his head, showing a flushed face, his lips parted slightly, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Si Li.

Si Li changed her posture and leaned against the door with her arms around her chest: "Liu Heng said that there is a saying in his hometown called 'drink water with love', I want to see how long you can be full if you insist so hard?"

The blood on Qin Jia's face faded, he opened his bloodshot and misty eyes due to hangover, and said word by word: "Forever."

Si Li always imitated Xie Bumin at a certain moment, and broke out his essential meanness. He raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I remember, your father used to be shy and wanted to be friends with my father forever."

Qin Jia's face turned pale, he grabbed his cuffs, his knuckles turned white, and said stubbornly, "Trust me."

Si Li shrugged: "Do you like what I do?" Then she stretched out her hand to close the door, and after a sudden pause, she added, "But don't get in my eyes—your innocent appearance is different from your father's on the outside. It really looks like it."

The door squeaked shut, blocking the lost but tenacious gaze of the obstructive person.

Thinking of this, Si Li let out a sigh of relief, the loss of blood has accelerated, and his limbs are already cold.

The dampness of the soil and the smell of blood penetrated straight into his nostrils.

He looked at the sky, and at some point, the dark clouds had dispersed, and stars were shining in the sky above Hanshui.

Fleeing from Fang Jian, Qin Jia changed his face, Si Li looked at Qin Jia who fell asleep due to the pain of changing his face, and understood that there were some things he had to admit—he was still moved by Qin Jia.

After changing their faces, Si Li and Qin Jia started to hang out together, and Si Li felt that in this way, they let nature take its course and did not need to step down by themselves.And call him Jian Jia, but I just don't want to remind myself of his surname.As for the face, I was not used to it at first, but it was better-looking and pleasing to the eye than the previous face. Later, the face grew firmer, and there were some slight changes, so Si Li gradually got used to it.

After changing his face, Qin Jia didn't start to care about this and that because of his favor, and even became more humble, which made Si Li very happy.Although there were occasional eyeliners arranged by Qin Jia by her side, they never got in the way, so Si Li just turned a blind eye.

The mind began to feel dizzy, the beating of the heart became heavy, and it was difficult to breathe.

He looked at the stars in the night sky for a while, and the little light was also folded in his eyes.

Eyelashes as long as butterfly wings closed slowly, and continued to think slowly.

Qin Jia, the "innocent son", only uses tricks on the people he likes, but when he really faces jackals, he is just a rabbit, only to be eaten.Knowing that Qin Jia committed the crime alone, Si Li only had time to report it to Song Jinge, and led the army here without waiting for approval.

During the scuffle between the two armies, Si Li was very anxious and wished that the matter could be over sooner. He was really afraid because he hadn't found Qin Jia yet, and an ominous premonition shrouded his heart.

The hunch came true.

It was raining heavily, and he took off his uniform for fear of hurting the face of the man in his arms.

He just walked forward step by step, holding the heavy corpse in his arms.

He had already forgotten how he felt when he saw Qin Jia's body, and he also forgot whether he did anything else afterwards.He only remembered that he was walking in a piece of reed grass, and he wanted to take Qin Jia out of here.

Qin Jia shouldn't be here.He doesn't belong on the battlefield, he doesn't belong in blood, he doesn't belong in deception.

Si Li walked forward numbly, with mud under his feet, but he just walked forward firmly, never stopping no matter what, and never letting Qin Jia stay here no matter what.

Qin Jia is dead, he understands.

He was not in a hurry, because Qin Jia would definitely wait for him.

He was very anxious, because he still had revenge, and he didn't want to delay it for too long, and he didn't want him to wait too long.

Si Li felt her body convulsing violently, her eyes were heavy and she couldn't open her eyes.

The end was approaching, and he felt only a moment of relief.

Once Fang Jian died, with Xie Bumin here, the country of Mo could sit back and relax, all enemies and family enemies would be avenged, the friendship of friends was over, and there was still love waiting, so he could sleep with peace of mind.

He let out a breath, a smile curled up on the corner of his mouth.

It was exactly the same as Qin Jia's smile when he died.

The stars are shining on the culvert, and there are two corpses beside the culvert, the insects are whispering, and the reeds are rustling.

The cool wind slightly stirred the smooth hair of the man in Chinese clothes, and the magic hair stuck to his pale cheeks. The man's slender fingers crossed and interlocked on his belly, making a resting posture.

The man's palms were slippery and cold, thin red threads flowed from his wrists that were attached to his abdomen, flowed into the two white arms covered with brocade clothes, and then flowed slowly, unhurriedly.

Blood soaked the reed grass.The man relaxed his consciousness and fell into a deep sleep.

It's also good to die.