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Autumn flowers are stained with frost, and the sound of horseshoes passes by.

The handsome young man was sitting on the carriage, carving with a knife, fine jade powder fell down, and the outline of his hand gradually took shape.

His gaze was focused and serious, staring intently at the white jade in front of him.

"Young patriarch, what are you engraving?"

Yang lifted the curtain, glanced at the white jade, and asked curiously.

Over the past few years, the young patriarch has become more and more fond of collecting beautiful jade, and even fell in love with carving, sometimes holding a knife for a whole day.

The patriarch said that his wildness has been restrained a lot.

"It's nothing." Hao lowered his eyes, put down the knife, put the unfinished jade carving into the wooden box, and took out a piece of flawless white jade again.

The white jade was uncut, and he conceived the outline of the man in his mind.

——The boy in red in the sunset.

"Not yet."

He put down the white jade in his hand, rested his head on the carriage, and stretched his legs leisurely forward. The blue clothes outlined a slender and tall figure, the slightly opened collar revealed his white collarbone, and the Adam's apple above had a beautiful curvature.

When he raised his eyes, his peach blossom eyes were raised, and he was indescribably romantic and handsome.

He took a look at Yang, and his heart became clear, he closed the curtain of the car, and thought: When we arrive in Wangcheng, I don't know how many daughters' eyes I will attract.

The daughter of the head of the Kawagaki tribe seems to be quite beautiful...

Yu, 17, still likes to sit on the stone steps.

Day and night change, flowers bloom and fall in four seasons, all have nothing to do with him, only a piece of wood that has long been cracked is with him.

The handsome young man jumped off the fence, the full moon hung high behind him, and the bright moonlight poured down on the earth.

He saw the man in red under the moon.

The sleeves of the robe are sprinkled on the stone steps, and the color of vermilion is burning, like stars in the sky.

Sitting on the stone steps, Hao realized that he was a head taller than the person next to him, and before he could smile, the other person curled his lips and showed a gentle smile.

"Hao." He said firmly.

Rubbing his hot cheeks, Hao calmly raised his head and took a sip of the wine, the wine bag made a crisp sound.

It's because the wine is too strong tonight.

The night wind was blowing, and there was a hint of blood in the strong smell of wine, and the smile on Yu's face paused. This was a smell he often smelled.

The taste is accompanied by excruciating pain.

"Hao, you have blood on your body."

"A little injury. Tonight at the Lord's Banquet, young warriors from various tribes competed, and I won."

"I'm only 15 years old, and I'm the most talented fighter in our clan. After a year or two, I will be able to defeat my father and become the strongest clan leader." The words were full of youthful pride, eyebrows raised It looks a bit rebellious and unruly.

Hao pushed the drink to the opponent.

Yu shook his head and refused to drink.

Hao took the wine back, and spoke softly to the people around him.

He was talking, and the boy in red was always listening quietly.

"Today I met Dasang, the daughter of the patriarch of the Heyuan Tribe. She is very beautiful, with big grape-like eyes and bright red lips. Her skin is very white, like ivory, and she is dressed in peacock-like clothes. All men looked at her... But she came up to me and said she would marry me in the future."

"Are you saying I want to promise her?"

Hao rubbed his nose, raised the corners of his mouth and said, "I, I will marry the most beautiful person as my wife in the future!"

He was secretly proud of himself, but he didn't notice that the people around him turned cold and lowered their tone.

"Does she look as good as me?"

Hao: "...Huh!?"

"Does she look as good as me?"

He repeated what he had just said.

Hao's eyes were surprised. He turned his head and glanced at the other person's face. Suddenly feeling that the night wind was too cold, he couldn't help rubbing his arms.

"Does she look as good as me?"

This is the third sentence.

The other party has never spoken so many words in a row.

Hao was stunned for a few moments, then slowly swallowed a mouthful of warm wine, "Of course it's Ayu, you look good."

"How can she compare to you."

The boy in red laughed softly.

Hao was dazzled by his smile, and suddenly said to his heart: "Ayu, would you like to marry me?"

Most people in the world marry between men and women, but it didn't say that two men can't be together.

"..."

Yu lowered his head and didn't answer.

Hao pushed his elbow and boasted to himself: "I will be the most powerful fighter in the world, and I will definitely protect you well. In our Qishan tribe, if you marry me, you will be my Hata (Qishanhua) , I am your Mu He (the most heroic warrior), Mu He has only one Hada in his life, and he is willing to sacrifice his life for his beloved Qi Shanhua, and take pride in it."

"..."

The people around were still silent.

"Marry or not?" Hao leaned over him, forcing him to speak.

The warm smell of alcohol sprayed on his face, burning the face of the boy in red red.

"Will you marry?"

"..."

"Stop talking again, forget it, then I'll marry—"

"……marry."

A weak voice interrupted him, and Hao's eyes were full of smiles. He held the hands of the people around him and interlocked his fingers, "I heard it, you agreed! How about you marry me when you wait for me?"

Ayu lowered his head in silence.

until then...

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as if you agreed." Hao Wu was so happy that he began to get carried away again, "Ayu, can you call me brother?"

They have known each other for so many years, and they have never called each other brothers. The young Hao always secretly tries to coax the innocent Yu to call him brother.

But it never worked.

Instead, the innocent Yu became obsessed with asking Hao to call him brother.

The boy in red frowned, "You are younger than me."

"But I'm taller than you."

"You still said you want to marry me!"

"No... I'm my brother."

"I'm the!"

……

Despite the quarrel, no one let go of the interlocking hands.

"Hao, I have something for you."

"what?"

"Close your eyes."

"……Oh."

"All right."

Hao opened his eyes and couldn't help rubbing the place on his shoulders. The place where the clan emblem was just now suddenly became hot.

The heat was fleeting, like his illusion.

"Ayu, what did you give me?"

Hao looked left and right, but didn't find what the other party wanted to give him.

"You'll find out later."

I give you my most precious thing.

"Phoenix fire? Where's the Phoenix fire!"

In the majestic palace, the emperor in gold and jade lavishly drank, and the bronze wine bottle fell to the ground, making a dull sound.

"Tattoo."

The big witch wearing a black feather chain knelt in the center of the hall.

"Didn't you say that he should have condensed the Phoenix Fire at the age of 16, why is there no shadow yet?"

The big witch hesitated: "This..."

Over the years, Wang has enjoyed the beauty of controlling everything. If he wants to gain longevity, he wants to control everything.

Not only does he want to obtain an immortal body, he also refines people into Pyro puppets.

Puppet soldiers will always be loyal to him.

When he has countless powerful Pyro Soldiers, all Qishan tribes will...

"I can no longer refine the puppet, and I will lose control."

Wang's chest rose and fell, he must have Phoenix fire to control more puppet soldiers, his brows twitched, and he lowered his voice, "Add the soul nail to 170 two."

"Yes."

"Ordinary slaves can be refined into Pyro Soldiers, and they can have such great power. If they are all generals..."

The king asks the maid to pour the wine, holding the wine bottle and imagining the days of peace and security in the future, the body of immortality, the kingship that no one can resist...

Hao inherited the position of patriarch.

When he became the patriarch, his father told him many things.

After returning home, he drank all night and sat on the wooden beam, looking sadly at the phoenix-shaped lamp.

The white jade-colored wick dances with red flames.

He took out the unfinished jade carving from his bosom.

He lowered his eyes and murmured, "Those are your eyes."

The hunchbacked family doctor stepped on the bamboo plank road, making creaking noises, pushed open the door, and a strong medicinal fragrance came over his face.

The tall and slender figure stood in the middle of the room pounding medicine with his back turned to him.

"Patriarch, have you decided?"

"I'm going to start taking medicine." The man didn't turn around, and picked up a black cloth to cover his eyes, "Over the years, I've seen all the flowers, plants and trees in the clan, and I keep them in my heart. Never forget."

He was slowly getting used to the darkness in front of him.

"Actually, you can..."

"—No, it can only be me."

The new head of the Qishan clan arrives in Wangcheng.

"Ayu, I know everything."

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you, and I will also protect my people."

The king's desire is getting bigger and bigger, and the people's resentment is even heavier. He even sent the Qishan people...

The boy in red looked flustered, "Hao..."

Hao smiled and stroked his cheek, "Okay, we will get married when you are 20 years old."

He later went to see the king's favorite concubine.

On the day of Prince Yu's 20th birthday, the entire royal city was in chaos, the city residents fled in all directions, gunpowder smoke started, and the young man in red stumbled out of the palace wall.

No one stopped him, and no one guarded him.

This is the first time he has stepped out of the place that has trapped him for nearly 20 years.

"Hao..."

There were corpses all over the ground, and he couldn't see the road in front of him clearly. He tripped and fell countless times, and repeated a word countless times: "Hao..."

He followed the breath of fire forward.

The smell of blood in his nostrils became stronger and stronger, and the sounds of fighting surrounded him, and he heard a lot of chaotic voices.

"You have tried everything to obtain his body." The king whose heart was pierced pointed to the tall figure in front of him, smiled and spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood, and said the last sentence, "It's ridiculous, you want to die too gone."

The man whose chest was pierced by seven or eight spears smiled softly, "I will die without regret."

In our Qishan tribe, if you marry me, you are my Hada (Qishan flower), and I am your Mu He (the most heroic warrior). Mu He has only one Hada in his life, and he is willing to love for him Qi Shanhua gave her life and is proud of it.

"Hao!"

The boy in red jumped at the person he liked. Although he couldn't see him, he clearly remembered the other person's appearance with his hand. He wanted to touch the person, but he touched the sharp blade first.

"Be careful when you can't see with your eyes." He looked at the other party gently, the red in his pupils disappeared, and he wanted to remember the other party's appearance forever.

"Ayu, don't cry.

"Close your eyes and sleep."

"When you wake up, you will see everything you ever wanted to see. In the morning, the sun shines through the morning mist to the water drops on the leaves, and the sunset is full of burning red clouds. There are green bamboo forests, silver waterfalls, The majestic stone statue...you will see the Qishan flower in our family, but...it grows in a very hidden place, you need to spend a little more time to find it..."