Twilight War

11

Juyongguan, night.

"Xiang Wang's body was wounded by a knife, and his neck was broken by someone." Lu Shu said to Zichen.

"That is to say, there are people outside the pass." Zichen raised his head and looked at Lu Shu, "What kind of people can survive among the strange beasts?"

Lu Shu didn't speak

"All of this was designed by someone?" Zichen bit his lips, as if he could still feel the bloody smell in his mouth.

"Well, do you want to tell others about this?" Lu Shu asked.

"Not yet."

"Young master, Princess Yingluo wants to see you." Xiang Liu said outside the door.

Zichen nodded and put on his fur coat.

The entire city outside the room was on fire.

"A long time ago, our ancestors survived among wild beasts by relying on bonfires." Looking at the burning flames, Xiang Liu said, "Now, we seem to be alive again."

A long, long time ago, we walked from the wilderness with torches, but when we looked back, we didn't seem to have gone far.

Zichen looked at the lit watchtowers on the winding Great Wall, like sparks in the ashes.

"At least we have learned to roast meat now." He looked at Xiang Liu and said.

When he walked to Princess Yingluo's room, Zichen couldn't open the door for a long time.

"Why, don't you dare to see the princess?" Xiang Liu asked jokingly.

"Princess is not a scourge." Zichen shook his head and said with a smile.

Nine candles were lit inside the room, and the figure of the princess in the layers of curtains was graceful and vague.

The eunuch next to the curtain holds a whisk in his hand.

The princess is dressed in five layers of clothing, and the steps on the gorgeous phoenix crown are slightly swaying through the light veil.

"Chen Huangxuan Jin pays homage to the princess." Zichen raised his hand and saluted. He was dressed in fur and looked like a son of a gentle and aristocratic family.

The princess in the curtain nodded slowly, her steps swaying slightly.

"Is the princess calling for something?" Zichen raised his head and looked at the people in the curtain and asked.

"I heard that there were strange beasts last night." Long Yingluo's voice was still the same, as soft as Xueluo.

"Yes, fortunately, the frontier generals fought hard, and the alien beasts have been removed." Zichen said.

"En." The girl nodded again.

She didn't ask the frontier soldiers what was going on, didn't ask what the strange beasts looked like, and didn't talk about rewards like those who knew the world.

That girl has always been like this, obediently, staying aside, talking very little.

So you even forget that she is still waiting there.

"What's the matter with Beiji?" Zichen asked without waiting for Long Yingluo to speak first.

"It was my father's decision, and I don't really understand it." The girl replied obediently, "But he didn't trust my brothers, so he asked me to come here to complete the North Festival in person."

"What did the sage tell you to do?" Zichen asked.

"I just need to stay here until the end of the Northern Festival." Long Yingluo replied.

"Your Highness, I hope you can leave Juyongguan as soon as possible." Zichen looked at the girl and said.

The girl shook her head, "I can't leave until the Northern Festival is over."

"When will the North Festival end?" Zichen continued to ask the girl.

"At the vernal equinox."

"After the Northern Festival is over, I hope Her Royal Highness the Princess will leave here immediately," Zichen said.

"Okay." The girl nodded, like a white porcelain doll.

"Your Highness, I will leave." Zichen closed his eyes and said.

The boy turned around.

"Brother Jin, are you really not coming to marry me?"

The girl suddenly fell into the layers of curtains, and she clutched the brocade on the high bed almost desperately.

The gold hairpins in the hair bumped and swayed.

Look at that girl, it's already at this time, but she still only thinks about these things.

That's what she's been waiting for since a long time ago.

Waited until the age of 14.

Long Yingluo raised her head and looked at the young man in light fur through the layers of curtains.

Tears flowed through the pear blossom makeup.

"Your Highness, I will not be your beloved." The young man pushed open the door and walked into the desolate night.

12

"How do you feel?" Xiang Liu, who was waiting outside, asked Zichen.

"What did you say?" Zichen frowned and asked Xiangliu.

"Going to meet someone who almost became my daughter-in-law, who is also the princess of the entire Donghuang. I can't imagine the feeling." Xiang Liu shook his head, "Well, if you buy me a drink, I will reluctantly give it a try. Comfort and comfort you."

"Hey, you should be the one who buys me a drink." Zichen laughed.

"Young master, General Lu Cun has something to ask the young master." Suddenly a soldier came to report.

"It seems that no matter who invites whom, this wine cannot be drunk." Zichen shook his head.

In fact, he really wanted to tell that girl that not all the waiting had results.

Just like the Peach Blossom Fan he had secretly read before.

A farewell to Meixianglou, a blood-splattered element fan, and a fleeing army.

He has been waiting for the two to meet again.

But forty out of four volumes, he saw the reunion of two people in Qixia Mountain until the end.

And the last meeting, one to the north, one to the south.

Abandon the previous love, and cultivate the Tao separately.

Perhaps there are more absurd things in this world.

How can we talk about love between home and country?

The young man pushed open the door, General Lu Cun and General Tan Lang were already waiting in the main hall.

——You see, where is the country, where is the family, where is the king, and where is the father?

"It's been a long time, everyone."

13

"I heard that Young Master Jin let go of the people in the city, even the guards." General Lu Cun picked up the teacup and said with a gloomy look while sipping the tea.

"It is enough to keep those who want to defend it in this city." Zichen took off his fur coat and sat down, "There is no need to bring in more people."

"Can you keep it? You didn't even keep Jinling. How do you keep those things that no one knows what they are?" General Lu Cun said in a low voice, "How do you keep them?"

"Do your best."

The young man looked at the people at the table, he just said four words softly, but General Tanlang felt at that moment that that young man would really put his all into it.

Just like on the Great Wall last night, the boy faced many strange beasts and swung his sword again and again.

"Heh, try your best, if you still lose. Can you afford to miss the North Festival?" General Lu Cun continued to say relentlessly.

"Could it be that the lives of the people in the city are not as good as a priest?" General Tanlang suddenly asked with angry eyes.

"Juyongguan, I don't need to talk about it, general. They are all refugees and criminals. How can their lives be compared to the matter of the Northern Sacrifice?" It started to be organized, and all the princes rushed to contribute to it. Young Master Jin, do you know that you are wrong?"

"The general has no right to reprimand me for what Huang Xuan did."

"Young master, don't forget, the young master is just a guilty minister now." General Lu Cun said angrily.

"What is my fault?"

"The young master's defection to the West Continent, ignoring the holy will, is already a death penalty." General Lu Cun said word by word.

"The general may have made a mistake." Zichen looked up at General Lu Cun, "I, Huangxuan, have never been anyone's courtier."

"I never need to listen to anyone." Zichen got up from his seat and waited for his attendant to put on his fur coat. "I want to guard this Juyong Pass, so I will try my best to guard it. If I don't want to guard it, No one can stop me."

Jackdaws have always competed for trees in this world, and phoenixes refused to live there.

And he, Huang Xuan, would never kneel before anyone.

The young man turned around and left in a fur coat.

14

Land of Fernble.

The blood froze into a blood-colored enamel on the huge glacier.

Several battles have been fought here for a month, and the corpses will not rot because of the low temperature, and they are now frozen in the huge icy lake.

These bodies will be sealed here for many years, sleeping with ancient ice and fossils.

Blood flowed slowly in the ice water.

Vichypel stood on the huge ice.

The blood in the frozen lake slowly flowed under the ice under his feet.

"Is Your Highness going to abandon your soldiers?"

An ethereal female voice came from behind Vehipel.

He turned around and looked at the girl with rosy long hair hanging lightly above the lake of blood holding a scythe in her hand.

The moon wheel behind her also seemed to be seeping blood.

"Your Majesty the Queen of the Underworld." Vihipel bowed slightly and saluted Hull as a gentleman.

"Your Highness, are you satisfied with this battle?" Hull asked, her voice was elegant and haughty.

"Naturally satisfied, otherwise, wouldn't it be hard work for Her Majesty the Queen to awaken so many ancient beasts." Wihipel said.

"You know those are ancient beasts." Hale asked.

"I also know that in the world a long time ago, there were no humans and no gods. Only these beasts born from the Golden Gallon Abyss walked on the earth. They were the first group to be favored by the World Tree." Vehipel slowly Xu said that his voice seemed to be recalling a piece of the past...or, in other words, history.

"They were born in fire and mist, they only know how to fight. Fight all the ancient beasts just to keep themselves alive. That was the beginning of the world and the beginning of everything."

"To be honest, I still miss those days. Ancient beasts of various colors walked on the land, and there were killings and deaths everywhere. But the years I can remember are a little later than that." Hull tilted his head. Head, like a girl recalling her childhood, "At that time, the Protoss had received the gift of the World Tree—the dragon's blood that symbolized creation and new life. In order to become the masters of the world, they slaughtered most of the ancient beasts. Then the Protoss created the Human Race based on the dragon's blood. After that, the world became lively.

"

"And I was born when the ancient beasts were on the verge of extinction. At that time, gods wanted to kill me, people wanted to kill me, and other ancient beasts wanted to kill me. But I survived."

"Loki saved you?" Vehipel asked.

"Not really." The girl shook her head. "He's the only one who can talk to me. He gave me my last name and a reason to live."

"What's the reason?" Vehipel asked.

It stands to reason that he shouldn't have asked so many questions, but the girl still answered him.

"He asked me to help him look at a field of sunflowers he planted in the atrium."

"Where's the sunflower field?" Vehipel asked.

"I burned him a long time ago. I burned him the day after he died. He shouldn't have asked me to do it for him. He should have done it himself." The girl said angrily.

"You have already burned that piece of sunflower, so what's the reason for living?"

"I'm waiting for him to come back. When he comes back, I'll show him the sunflower field and let him leave me. It's all right now, he has nothing left."

When the girl said this, she was capricious and unreasonable, but she was a little lonely.

Like a kid left home alone doing a lot of mischief and waiting for adults to come back.

But all the time, nothing came.

So the child had to sit alone among the ruins.

"It's nice to find someone to catch up with." The girl said to herself, "You know, very few people live that long. So I'm the only one who remembers those things. Mrs. Fenrir He doesn’t remember anything when he’s young. I told him that he would only find me annoying.”

"Her Majesty is already in the body of an ancient god, so she will naturally live longer." Wihipel said.

"What about you? Who are you? You are not a human, but you are definitely not a protoss." Hull shook his head and said.

"I'm just a passer-by who has walked in this world for a thousand years." Wihipel said softly with his head down.

"1000 years? Will you be bored too? Can you not help but talk about the past with other people?" Hull landed on the ice in front of Vichypel like a feather.

"Sometimes, too, but they only think of me as a passing bard," Vihipel said.

Those fire and fog, they only regard it as a story.

Those ancient beasts and protoss, they just treat them as nonsense.

"But it doesn't matter, you and I will fall after all, won't you?" Vihipel looked up at Hull, "You and I are just leaves on the world tree. They will fall after all, and then rot, and then there will be new ones." The leaves grow. Whether it is ancient beasts or protoss, human beings or others, they will all fall one day."

"Your Highness has talked with me so much, are you not in a hurry?" Hull asked.

"I also really want to find someone to accompany me to talk about the past." The man suddenly chuckled, his eyes seemed to have the sky of Asgard, "The only one who can know my past is an old man looking at the lighthouse. But that guy is a drunk."

Hull looked at the man, and suddenly felt an indescribable loneliness in the man...

How can you not be lonely after walking alone in the world for thousands of years.

"Your Highness is indeed my accomplice." Hull chuckled.

"What an accomplice."

"Your Highness and I are waiting, aren't you?" Hull looked at the huge icy lake, where the bodies of countless Arthur's soldiers were frozen, "Waiting for death, more death."

Millions of souls are sacrificed.

And now, it's not enough.

"But there is one thing, I must be ahead of you." Hull suddenly picked up the huge bone scythe, and slashed at Vichypel, "The dragon's blood is mine, and no one can snatch it."

The dragon's blood, which symbolizes creation and new life, is the favor given by the World Tree to the Protoss.

Dragon blood that can only be offered by the soul of a god.

Wihipel raised his hand to block Hull's attack, and the long | spear swung down.

However, the next moment the girl's figure dissipated like a cloud.

All are illusions.

Huge mountains collapsed, and blood flowed through the ice beneath Vihipel's feet.

At the moment when everything disappeared, amidst the loud sound of the glacier collapsing, Wisipel seemed to hear someone whispering:

—Brother, take me away.