Jinsu Liuguang Lightly Worrying about the Years

The battle between the two sides entered a fierce stage, Jinsu reached out and took the prepared order flag, and waved the order without the slightest hesitation.

In an instant, feathered arrows with gusts of wind came from all directions, shooting through the living bodies.

Suzaku couldn't bear it, and turned her head, but her eyes just fell on Jinsu, shocked, sad, and full of heart.How did that young man who would vomit when he saw blood go back then face this Shura battlefield without changing his face?At the moment when all the living people were killed under the command of the command flag, Jin Su, have you ever thought about it, that is the person you have tried your best to never give up!How can you bear it?

How can you bear to watch them fall one by one?How could God have the heart to make you so cold?

The war drums are silent, the suona is ringing, and the front smoke is just rising.

The corpses and bones all over the field, and the blood are like splashed ink, converging into stunning picture scrolls, flowing and spreading.

Jinsu stood on the top of the city with both hands. In this battle, exchanging [-] weak soldiers of one's own side for [-] elite soldiers of the enemy, it is a victory or a defeat. It is difficult to explain all the complexities at the moment.

However, for Jin Su, it was a perfect start, and he also paid the price for this start that he didn't know whether it was right or wrong.

Hundreds of flowers withered and withered grass became, and there was a wind, and the blown dry grass rustled. Jinsu supported an unknown tree trunk, and leaned over to spit out the filth in his mouth.

He staggered and sat down on the stone table beside him, took the tea from Suzaku to rinse his mouth, and finally gave a wry smile, "Did I do it to myself?"

Suzaku was stunned when he heard the sound, but he didn't answer directly, "Will Your Highness feel at ease?"

Peace of mind?So many innocent people died?Those lonely souls who were buried in a foreign land without a whole body!How can you feel at ease when you are sharp?It's just that "if you want peace of mind, you must not be reconciled!"

Why are you willing to give up?Why are you willing to let go?

"This is man!" A soft murmur floated in the air, and Suzaku looked up at the swirling leaves, "Since ancient times, there has been no two perfections, and there is no way to judge whether it is right or wrong."

"So, I can only walk on the path I chose while bearing psychological condemnation, Suzaku, what is the path you chose?"

"The path I chose? I have lost the right to choose since I was born. The killer is my only choice. However, Your Highness obviously has many choices, so why did you choose the most difficult path?"

Jinsu stood up, and the purple clothes fluttered in the air.On Junxiu's cheeks was a maturity and sadness that did not belong to this age.Bowing his head, he took out the exquisite dagger in his arms, and said leisurely, "When people are facing death, their instinctive desire to survive will force them to do unpredictable things, because there is no way out, even if they know it is wrong, they can't do it. I have to go." Jinsu's own situation seemed to be clear in his heart.Once Jin Ye succeeds to the throne, the first thing to do is to eradicate dissidents.And I have always been at odds with him, and if I fall into his hands, I will definitely not be able to escape.

Suzaku remained silent, yes, is there a way to have the best of both worlds?Live up to Yiren and live up to Jin?

Jin Jingyun is like this, Jin Su is like this, even their enemy An Haotian is like this.

"The wind is too strong! Your Highness has to go back to the house. The next days will be very difficult." The 16-year-old child paper provoked everything in the three armies, even if he was witty, he couldn't change his thin shoulders.

"I see!"

"Report. There is an urgent report from the front, and our army has been wiped out." The soldier's voice trembled throughout the courtyard.

In the green bamboo hut, An Haotian quietly stared at the alluring face on the bed, ignoring the voices outside the door.

"You must be in pain right now? I'm sorry, Brother Wang didn't protect you well."

"Report, General Wang was ambushed in Jiayu Valley and unfortunately died."

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The battle reports outside the door came one after another, An Haotian remained unmoved, he just stroked An Lexuan's cheek over and over again, pouring out all the words he had wanted to say for half his life, but the person on the bed never moved.

"Boom!" The door was kicked open from the outside, and Luo Cheng's anxious figure appeared beside the door, retracting his slender legs, and seeing that An Haotian was safe and sound, he gradually felt relieved, and then panicked, and knelt down on the ground "Your Majesty, please take Jiangshang Sheji as the most important thing!"

An Haotian turned his head slowly, with five fingers resting on An Lexuan's hair, with a look of indifference, "Jiangshan Sheji?"

Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, making the people present shudder and kneel down in horror.

"Luocheng, did you see that? Le Xuan is lying there now, his face is pale and his eyes are closed. Do you know who caused all this?" An Haotian stood up, but he was on the verge of falling because of lack of strength. The guard was in a dilemma, hesitating whether to step forward to help. "It's me, it's my brother Wang, it's my brother Wang who swore to protect him since childhood."

An Haotian staggered to Luocheng, leaned over to his ear, and said softly with only two voices, "How about I give you the throne?"

The dark eyes widened instantly because of these thin words, and Luo Cheng fell to the ground in panic, "Your Majesty!"

An Haotian saw his reaction in his eyes, and his face was clear, "You don't want to be the emperor, right? You don't want to, what's the use of an emperor who can't even protect the one he loves?" Turning around, leaving behind Seeing the desolation that filled the room, An Haotian's back became depressed.

Luo Cheng was surprised, An Haotian raised his troops to attack Jing for An Lexuan, but now he was depressed and had no fighting spirit.Without even thinking about it, he blurted out, "Your Majesty has been self-willed for so long, this time, even for him, you should cheer up, An Guo can't live without you!"

An Haotian stared at An Lexuan on the bed for a long time, but he didn't speak or move.

Los Angeles has been kneeling like that, the battle report is still going on, and the danger is more and more safety.

No one saw that the man in black, with two clear tear marks on his resolute face, closed his slightly rosy eyes, and sighed, "An Guo was destroyed by a single hand!"

"Your Majesty, we have not failed yet. As long as the whole country is united, it is not impossible to defeat Yasukuni." Luo Cheng sensed the hidden message in his tone and said hastily.

"Forget it, Gu is not a good king, nor is he a good elder brother!" Anguo died because of him, and the people called him a tyrant.An Lexuan was dismissed because of him and hated him to the bone.

An Haotian waved his hand to signal everyone to go down, leaving Luocheng alone.

"Your Majesty?" Luo Cheng had a bad premonition in his heart, knelt down and looked at the person in front of him with a puzzled and worried face.

"Brother, I want to ask you one thing!" After finishing speaking, An Haotian turned around and knelt down, and before Luo Cheng had time to react, he slammed his head three times.

Luocheng sighed in his heart. Apart from the two of them, he, the bystander, understood An Haotian's feelings for An Lexuan best. He bears the eternal infamy.