Crown Sword

Cui Tanfeng raised the knife to slay herself, resting the knife on her right shoulder, Gong Yangyue reached forward subconsciously, but she didn't expect to be cheated by him once.But in the blink of an eye, the white-clothed man suddenly jumped up, destroyed the mechanism hidden under the coffin, and laughed, "Gongyangyue, actually, I'm so jealous of you! I'm really jealous of you!"

After the sacred object was stolen, on that windy cliff in southern Yunnan, he felt guilty and envious.

——People in the world are rare, because of Chao Chen, Gong Yangyue is a person who can be saved by medicine, but he and Ming Lang have long been hopeless.

A volume of books fell out of the ice coffin, which was the handwritten book entrusted by Chang Daguan's mother, which had been dropped by him when he was in Goguryeo.In front of Gongyangyue, Cui Tanfeng tore the booklet into pieces without hesitation.

He thought to himself:

Gongyangyue, do you know that I was actually there on that rainy night in East Lake. Who do you think imitated your swordsmanship to seduce Chao Chen? The knife on his chin was made by me. Your swordsmanship is too unique , I don’t need to understand the essence, as long as I learn the general appearance, it’s enough to be fake——

He held up the magical knife in his hand, the blade was thin, and it was indeed very similar to Gong Yangyue's "Jade City Snow Ridge".

Apart from sighs, there is no cursing, no criticism, no anger, except for the sharp sound of tearing, it is as silent as a pool of stagnant water.The more Gongyangyue became silent, the more empty Cui Tanfeng felt, and when the pieces scattered like snowflakes, he finally couldn't restrain himself from showing his sadness.

"Ah……"

Cui Tanfeng closed her eyes, and said softly: "Miao Dingwu, whom you have been chasing and killing, is indeed not dead. Also, aren't you curious about Wen Daweng and Xiao Li'er's life experience?"

The cold air squeezed into her throat, making Gong Yangyue's voice tremble and hoarse: "I think I should know."

Is there any better intelligence agency than the "Mustard Dust Network" in the world, and the organization left over from the unruly "Six Stars" is willing to work for it, except for Fu Jian's daughter and Da Qin's princess, there will be others who?

It was really a prophecy by that girl.

Gongyangyue looked gloomy, but he couldn't be happy no matter what. He selfishly and cruelly hoped that Shuangli would be a vagrant in Que'er Mountain, so that she would never be involved in these disgusting disputes. You can be a little money fan happily forever.

As she said herself——

The princess belongs to the country and has no freedom at all.

Outside the icehouse, the sound of fighting stopped. Xuguo, with the determination to hurt the enemy a thousand and hurt himself eight hundred, desperately destroyed the ignition device. When the white blade in Tong's hand passed through his chest, she looked down and smiled with relief. Laughing, he fell down facing the icehouse, thinking in his heart: "Master, Xuguo has repaid his kindness in this life, and I hope you will be safe for the rest of your life."

There was only a "clang" sound, and the pregnant butterfly orb was smashed on the heavy door.

Xuguo laughed miserably: "It's better to have broken pieces of jade than to have everything broken!"

Chutong's calm eyes suddenly turned into waves, his pupils shrank, his eyes were terrified, he suddenly understood the intention of this woman before she died, his knees softened, he fell to his knees, and cried out in pain——

"Princess!"

Chao Chen stepped forward to pull him, but his feet were heavy and motionless as if filled with lead, Chutong pressed his hand back in horror: "Look—" Chutong pointed forward, pointing at the Torn pieces, "Luoyang is so far away, even if you can travel thousands of miles a day, it will be too late."

"Didn't you say it was safe?"

Chao Chen only felt a wave of blood rushing against the heavenly court, Gong Yangyue was still alive and dead, if something happened to Shuang Li again, the consequences would be disastrous!Chao Chen grabbed his arm and shook it vigorously: "Didn't you say it's safe! It's safe!"

Chutong looked into his eyes and said dully: "Yao Chang rebelled unjustly. The late emperor fled to Xinping. Thinking of this son's kindness and revenge, he was worried that his daughter would be harmed after his death, so he swung his blade to kill her first. At this time, Lord 'Barbarian' and Lord 'Quanjiang' came here, intending to rescue the late emperor, but because of the encirclement and suppression by the Yao bandits, they had to fight and retreat. Under the weak power, the late emperor was sympathetic, and couldn't bear the old subordinates to be the same as before Like the 'Dark General' under the city of Shouyang, if he died in vain, he said that he would go first with the youngest daughter who hadn't killed him yet, who was still in her infancy."

"Yao thief took the jade seal but returned empty-handed. He suspected that the princess was with him and was taken by the two generals, so he sent people to chase and intercept it. The two big men took the little princess and fled. It was extremely inconvenient, so they tried to divert the tiger away from the mountain. Net' to send them away, but Chang'an was in chaos at that time, and people who had been threatened by the 'mustard' surveillance for many years came out to purge them." He paused, his voice trembling, "So, we approached Mrs. I respect the alliance letter signed with Fu Jian as a request."

Chao Chen answered, "...but they refused."

In an instant, Chutong's face was full of vicissitudes: "Not only refused, but even betrayed, while beating gongs and drums to catch the little princess, while we were busy giving it away, he snatched the secret file of Tianshu Scroll. Originally, the file was already in Transfer, Lord 'Yu Jiang' has also arranged the way out, but in this way, the situation has taken a turn for the worse, it is a dilemma, a dilemma."

Chao Chen also had a look of sadness in his eyes: "I heard that Zong Pinglu burned the Tianshu Palace, fell to the nine-zhang city gate and died."

"Yes, Master Yu Jiang turned around and fought with his life to trap and kill Qian's people. In the end, there was no way to retreat, so he jumped—" Chutong raised his head reverently, and looked in the direction of Miyagi.

Chu Tong said again: "The rest of the people concentrate their efforts to evacuate and take the princess away. Master Yu Jiang left a last word, males no more than [-], women no more than [-], they are all allowed to leave. But in fact, many people are unwilling , they all stayed spontaneously, relying on the files that have been transferred, and continued to maintain, but after their vitality was seriously injured, they became very concealed, and the world once thought that we had all disappeared."

This can also explain why Fanxi was unconditionally kind to Shuangli in Dunhuang, and she sent a letter for the 'secret general' Yu Mingzhen, presumably one of the group of people who left after the dissolution.

Thinking of this, Chao Chen shook his head helplessly, but soon, he figured out a clue from the dictation of the person in front of him: "You saved the princess from the sky, and you may not be able to find a better way out with the method of 'mustard'. , why did you abandon her in Que'er Mountain? Looking at your style of conduct and strong temper, in Chao's humble opinion, it is very unlikely that you "Mustard Seeds" will let her suffer a little bit."

Chutong smiled wryly: "Escape? It's not that easy. There are many people who covet 'mustard seeds', and there are not a few who are able to pursue them. To put it bluntly, we were forced into Que'er Mountain..." He deeply Staring deeply at Chao Chen, he pointed at the ice bank, "The adoptive son of Yao Chang inside is not the first one who wants to seek cooperation with us. Someone approached us more than ten years ago. It's what I thought was safe..."

"Could it be—"

Chao Chen's eyes widened, trembling because of excitement: "...it's him!"

Inside the freezer.

Cui Tanfeng pricked up her ears and heard the muffled sound of the door and the shattering of beads outside, she suddenly opened her eyes, and slashed with the knife, Gong Yangyue responded with her sword, and received the attack head-on.

The two fought twenty moves in the inner room, but Cui Tanfeng was finally defeated.

He picked up Gong Yangyue's sword, fell back onto the coffin, his face stuck to the ice, and through the coffin lid, he carefully stroked the blurred shadow with his fingers, then he smiled and drew the knife to kill himself.

"Old Phoenix!"

Cui Tanfeng raised her eyes, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, but she said the most cunning and mean words: "Gongyangyue, is it painful to live? The person you hate is still at large; the person you love is already a knife." The dead soul, the world is so unfair!"

Cui Tanfeng deserved to die, but when he was really about to die, Gong Yangyue wanted to smash the door again and again.

It seems that no matter what you do, it is wrong.

Gong Yangyue supported his head, firmly pressed the split blood vessel with his hands, and asked in a trembling voice, "What do you mean?"

Cui Tanfeng put her lips close to his ears, spit out four words softly, finally dropped her arms powerlessly, and died smiling on Nie Guangming's coffin——

He said, "Be careful with Chao Chen!"

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When the long night finally ends, spring will always come when winter goes, only life, no less, no rebirth, no rebirth.

Shuang Li stretched out her bloody palm, trying hard to touch Shi Ang's face, the wound was tearing and throbbing, the pain was so painful that she couldn't speak, only those bright eyes were left, full of tenderness and hope——

It turns out that there is a reason why I want to see you so, so much. In fact, we have met each other a long time ago. I just want to meet again, meet again!

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15 years ago, Queer Mountain.

'Mustard Dust Network' encountered internal and external troubles. Internally, due to the seizure of power and division of power, internal strife continued. Externally, several northern monarchs successively divided their territories to stabilize the state affairs, so they freed up their hands to hunt down Fu Jian's remnant party.Chutong's master took him, the little princess, and some "mustard seeds" who were still loyal and unyielding to leave with their belongings, but they were betrayed by their own people and were almost ambushed and killed in Shiqu.

At the very moment, that fairy-like martial arts No. 1 arrived, not only to deal with the killer, but also designed to help Jiezi "disappear" from the Jianghu temporarily, but he had one request, that is, to keep the secret scroll and the "Tianshu Hall" The most elite Yubu of "Mustard Dust Net" was used by him, and became the outside eyes of Emperor Shige.

How can you not agree?The people in front of them wanted to kill them, like crushing ants, not to mention, they also brought the princess and the blood of the late emperor.

Chutong's master still hesitates because he has a grudge in his heart.

But Chutong shouted: "Master, the little princess is almost out of breath!"

She was taken care of by the best nanny from birth, drank the best goat milk, wore the finest silk, and even bathed in golden branches and jade leaves with dewdrops from mountain springs.

The child who fell asleep in his arms was dying.

With a flick of his sleeves, Shi Ang snatched the girl over, empowered her with pure internal energy, wiped away the decadent air, and searched for medicinal herbs in the mountains, crushed them into juice and fed them to her.

"I took this child with me."

"Where are you going to take her? She is Jinzhiyu..."

"From now on, she is no longer."

Shi Ang originally wanted to find a family to send him off, but looking around, he couldn't find a suitable one.When passing by the mountain temple, he stopped for a while to rest.Just as he put the girl in his arms on the ground, the little man suddenly woke up, stretched his arms around his neck, and wanted to rub his face affectionately: "Daddy."

Shi Ang was stunned, the water bag fell to the ground, splashing their faces.

Hasty footsteps came from behind, it was "Mustard" following.Shi Ang glanced back, didn't say anything, and they didn't dare to go forward, they stood awkwardly outside the temple, sighing silently.

The milk doll in her arms stared wide-eyed: "Oh, you are not." She suddenly pursed her mouth, feeling aggrieved, "Is it because I am already dead that I see the gods?"

But a three-year-old child has such a clear concept of death.

Shi Ang suddenly felt a tug in his heart, turned his face away: "No."

"Immortal, is this your home? Do you live in the temple? Do you always see you in the temple?" Yue Mo felt that "death" was not painful and fearless, and the little girl was delighted. The milky voice and the milky air jumped out of the mouth word by word, "I'm so happy, I..."

Shi Ang put his hand on the top of her hair and patted her head: "I promise, you will always be carefree and happy."

The little girl wanted to hold his sleeves, and turned around to look at him, but Shi Ang had already turned her head, avoiding it calmly, and said coldly: "She will stay on this mountain and eat a lot of food for a long time. Daddy, you can assign people to protect her secretly, but remember one thing, you will never recognize each other. For her, it is the best choice for her to not know who she is for the rest of her life."

While speaking, the little girl persisted in grabbing his cuff, like a deer fluttering butterflies in the mountains.

Shi Ang paused, and then continued: "...Of course, you can also make another choice, but in that case, it's hard to say what fate will be waiting for her."

He is the leader of the righteous way in the world, the master of the Emperor's Pavilion, and has supported the Han court for generations, but he is not kind enough to save the princess of the enemy country, and even adopted him by his side, raising tigers to cause trouble.

This is his greatest mercy.

"Live well."

I saw that cloud pattern with big sleeves and a cage, fingers landed on the sleeping point, the little girl sat down slowly holding his legs.Drowsiness hit her, she seemed unwilling, but she was powerless to resist, so she could only mutter and close her eyes: "God, can I see you again?"

"You don't have to remember me, and you don't have to see me again."

Shi Ang laid her flat on the dry grass, and moved her outward.Suddenly, the girl put her hands on her eyelids, stiffened for a moment, and then answered his words like a willful braggadocio: "No, I will live well until I see you again."

At that time, Shi Ang couldn't understand at all, where her little obsession came from, only Shuang Li knew, when "Jiaozi" took her away from Chang'an and fled to the end of the world, she understood life and death, and knew that her parents would never return So much so that when she was suffering from a severe disease while being displaced, she only had panic for death and pain for being alive.

But that wrong encounter gave her a glimmer of hope. It turned out that she would see the gods after "death", and "death" was not so painful, and the gods still let her live well...

Then live well.

Things that had been blurred with time suddenly squeezed out from the cracks of memory, and I thought it was a dream of imagination, but it turned out to be real.

It's just that, for her as a young girl in Huaichun, this reunion is not much better than before.

Stretching her hand an inch in front of her chin, she barely stopped, she was afraid, she was afraid that he would get dirty, she felt that she was "unclean", she pretended to be Miss Shen's family, and was kicked out like a cheating bastard , this is not the beautiful encounter she had envisioned, she envisioned the heroic sons and daughters with extraordinary charm in the shadow of swords, lights and swords.

Her heart was full of words, but she wanted to say it but couldn't, which made her cry so anxiously——

She wants to say:

I didn't break my promise...

I……

I am happy and will always be happy!You see how accurate I was when I was on the boat, I was happy even when I knew the truth, you don't know what a contented person I am!

The person in his arms was in so much pain that he couldn't make a sound, Shi Ang held her hand, his eyes were red: "What else do you want to say?"

Shuang Li opened his palm and tried to draw a dot and a stroke with her blood-soaked fingers, but just as the fingertips landed, her movements stopped.

——"I made a promise to myself that before no matter what, I will have Qiongjing for the first time. If I still fail after eighteen, I will let go and marry in a proper manner."

That year when I made a wish at the Marriage Temple in Langzhong, Lao Yue was still reluctant in every possible way. I really wanted to tell him that the promise came true. Look, isn't she only eighteen years old?

Her throat was swollen and sore, like a thorn, and thousands of words piled up in her throat, but she had nothing to say, and she had nothing to say, she just tried her best to reach for the peach blossom and fish hairpin she fell in love with in Dunhuang City.

Shi Ang was silent for a moment, then changed his voice: "What do you want to tell Gongyang Yue?"

Shuang Li's lips parted slightly, and with the other hand, he grabbed the red rope around his neck, held his breath and pulled it off, smiled and put the small treasury key lightly in Shi Ang's palm, and finally said two words——

"elder brother."

The arm hangs down weakly, and the hibiscus stone embedded in the hairpin is completely broken.

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The author has something to say:

The outline was written last year, and there were basically no major changes during the writing process. The most regrettable ones are Seventeen and Shuang Li. I didn’t plan to join the CP with these two people at the beginning. The sense of CP, so much so that when many readers mentioned it in the comments, it made me feel very sorry (because I saved the manuscript in advance and basically couldn’t change it), for a while I wondered, if Shuangli and Shiqi were together, would it be The ending of two people can be rewritten...

The more you seek perfection from the human world, the less you will be perfect.