[Yunhuan BG Mirror Series Fans] Imperial Capital

Also participated in the rebellion. A sneer appeared in Yun Huan's eyes: "Chengxun, for the sake of our acquaintance, I will give you a chance."Go back and kill the head of the current clan, and you will be the head of the Wuji clan.After you become the patriarch, you will be closer to everything you want. "

The setting sun came in through the window, and Chengxun, bathed in the soft golden light, smiled. "Thank you for your kindness. I know in my heart that the family is weak and I dare not climb high. But I can't kill my relatives to survive. You should take this." He suddenly reached out, took off his head, and held it like this Handed it over.

Yun Huan was startled, and subconsciously avoided the head that was still talking, knocked down the table and chair behind him with a bang, his whole body shook violently, and really woke up.The golden sunset shone on his face, giving him a faint warmth.The classroom is still empty, with neat tables and chairs.He sat alone in the seat where he sat in the past, looking around, recalling the faces of his classmates one by one, his eyes slowly changing. ——Those high-spirited teenagers are almost dead now, right?

"Chengxun..." He called out the name in a low voice, stood up abruptly, and strode out of the hall—the massacre outside was still going on. The height continues to increase.The blood pooled into a blood pool in front of the lecture hall and gradually solidified.Seeing Major General Po Jun walking out of the hall, all the soldiers stopped and saluted respectfully.The golden Garuda hovered above his head. "Where is the training of the Wuji clan?" He asked the executioner beside him, "Find him!" A soldier ran out quickly, walked back and forth among the crowd, and then came back and knelt down on one knee: "Report Major General, Captain Chengxun has been found." The soldier held up a freshly severed head, his hands dripping with blood.

already dead?Then, the Chengxun he saw in his dream just now turned out to be... At that moment, Yun Huan couldn't help but took a step back, almost thinking that he was still in a nightmare, feeling vaguely that Chengxun's head would speak again He spoke, trying to persuade him to stop.However, that head has lost its vitality, eyes closed and speechless.

Yun Huan raised his hand, and when he got close to the head that hadn't completely lost its heat, he retracted it as if he had been scalded by something.

The expression on Yun Huan's face was calm, but his mood was restless.What he sacrificed was more than one person's happiness?

Jialouluo was still circling in the air, Yun Huan raised his hand to signal, and Jialouluo floated down the ladder.The killing gradually came to an end, and the bloody atmosphere pervading the city and the sky of the imperial capital lingered for a long time.

魂断

Under the dim light of the imperial capital, looking from the east side of the White Pagoda, there are densely packed corpses hanging under the trees on both sides of Suzaku Avenue.Countless people were hanged on both sides of the road. Rows of corpses swayed back and forth in the night wind, startling night owls, and the cold wind was blowing.A black-winged bird spirit was parked on each gallows, with its sharp claws picking at the dead man's heart, dripping with blood, and sneered harshly.

The avenue was empty.After midnight, a pure white skirt curled out a rippling arc, skimming the blood-stained road, but it was not stained with any filth.The air was filled with the smell of blood, and the sharp cry of the bird spirit, like a mournful movement, echoed on the originally silent road.

She walked quietly all the way, her delicate and straight figure contained infinite heroism.There was a quiet and warm smile on her clear and beautiful face, as if she was about to go to a lover's tryst.No one disturbed, no one hindered.After leaving this forbidden city and passing through the triple gate, even breathing is free.However, Qingjiang Shuiyue has nothing to do with her anymore.

Tiecheng, the place where I grew up.At that time, although her family was poor, her sister and brother never made her suffer, and her life was peaceful and happy.The people in the iron city are called "untouchables". The nobles in the imperial capital, as well as those imperial capital people who will never climb to the top, claim to be honorable, and invincible, all call them this.

However, the days of being a "untouchable" are happy.Later, the day my sister became a saint and the family moved to the imperial capital, two brothers, Yezhou and Yeling, came to see her off.At that time, she was still too young to understand the look of brother Yezhou when he looked at his sister.Later, she finally understood what kind of feeling it was.

Years have passed, and she and her elder sister have successively become saintesses, guarding the glory of the Wuzhen clan.However, what is the use?She lost the sincerity and authenticity she had when she was a child in Tiecheng, and she could no longer experience the pure and simple happiness as if the world had just opened.

Hot steam rises slowly from the copper furnace, and this place was once a very lively place.Through the dense mist, she seemed to see the bronze-colored back with sweat oozing out, and the iron figure with distinct texture.

She slowly raised her wrist, and under the dim light of the fire, the silver bracelet was no longer shining as before.A layer of dark gray covered the surface of the silver bracelet.That auspicious cloud-like flame is still in full bloom.She finally knew its origin.It is the only silverware material in Tiecheng, and it is the only one that can be found in shops not in the imperial capital.

Suddenly, behind the rising mist, a man in white was smiling at her.That smile, still carries the fragrance of Cymbidium spinosa outside the water pavilion of the lecture hall.She laughed too, a smile of relief.

A Xuanbing Token was the last answer she delivered on this trip.However, too many things happened one after another, some truths, those nobles who have been liquidated, never need to hear, and don't deserve to know.All she can do is feel at ease.

The girl in white looked into the void, and a pure white image protruded there, like a goddess who had fallen into the mortal world.Look at everything in this world calmly and compassionately. "Sister, I have done everything I can. Your revenge will eventually be avenged. It won't be far from that day."

He left, taking all the warmth and sunshine in her life.Since then, she can only be with Gu Yue.And she didn't want to.All the choices she made in this life were involuntary.Only meeting him and falling in love with him is the only color in her life, and it is the simplicity and happiness she regained after leaving Tiecheng for many years.After he left, no one would give her the simplicity and truth she had been pursuing all her life.

Training...

In the wasteland of time, there is no early step and no late step.Among thousands of people, it is a rare fate to meet the love of this life—it's a pity that the fate between them is too shallow.She regained her freedom, but she didn't have time to let him know.The turmoil came too fast, and everything was missed uncontrollably.

With the palms of both hands folded and raised above her head, she held up the memorial, with a smile and tears all over her face, and leaned over into the thousand-degree molten iron—let it melt a little later than herself, because she didn't want to see .

Wisps of white smoke rose in an instant, and where the silver bracelet came from, it went back to.Together with its owner, it has achieved the most magnificent sacrifice of the most beautiful and beloved.

In Garuda, the furnace was burning quietly and crackling.The red light is getting stronger and stronger, the red light is terribly red, and there is a faint bloody atmosphere that is too thick to dissipate. Very creepy.

This is the first time that Yun Huan has not spent the night in Garou Luoli.It's past midnight, even if it's past night.It's a new day, but the dawn has not yet come, but the dawn has not yet touched the earth.And at night, only those eerie auras accompanied her.

Outside Hanguang Hall.

This place was already in ruins, and the soldiers in uniform stood for a long time in the extremely cold wind, blending into the night.Behind him was a respectful call, "Major General." If it wasn't for the male voice, he might have mistakenly thought that on the night of his defeat a few months ago, he put on a cloak for him and spoke softly. The man who spoke those comforting words in the language returned.

is she backOr, the person who came back is no longer her?

"Major General, it's cool at night. Go back early and rest."

"Go back?" Yun Huan's voice revealed the most exhausted emotion in the past five days. "Look," he pointed at the ruins in front of him. "This is my residence, my home. My home is here, but look at it... I have nowhere to go."

"Major General..." the soldier behind murmured, as if he didn't know how to speak to comfort this uncertain soldier.The killing that just ended in the afternoon is vivid in his mind.He was afraid that if he said a wrong word or made a wrong move, he would be lost forever.Finally, he stopped.

"Are you afraid of me?" Yun Huan turned around and glanced at the subordinate with downcast eyes.

"The subordinates think that there should be no one who is not afraid of the major general."

"Heh... what you said is the truth. You know, for me, there are only two ways to choose to obey or die. It's just that there is one person in this world who is not afraid of me. I once I thought she was also afraid of me, but I didn't want her to be afraid of me. Later, she was really not afraid of me, and I felt that she was no longer the same person she used to be..."

The young soldier silently listened to the somewhat incoherent talk of the imperial general, without saying a word.

"I haven't asked you yet, do you have a wife?" Yun Huan didn't blame the other party for his lack of response. In fact, he seldom cared about the private issues of the soldiers, but his words increased as if he was drunk today.Perhaps he has suppressed it for too long and did not confide in it, or maybe there is no one around him to confide in.

"This subordinate once became a family." The young soldier raised his hand and saluted, lowering his eyes.