Great General [Rebirth]

Jingye Pavilion is located in a remote place, although it is an individual courtyard, the sparrow is not small, and the internal organs are more complete.Hot springs, lakes, rockery, pavilions, everything, beautiful mountains and rivers, pleasant scenery.It's just a bit deserted, it's okay to live here in summer to escape the heat, but in autumn it looks bleak, and now, the whole yard has been covered by falling snow, corridors, bluestone roads, banyan trees, Zhao Yongzhou walked all the way, only No one has ever met the remaining footprints.The world is covered in silver and is silent.

Zhao Yongzhou could hear the tiny shattering sound of his feet stepping on the snow, and every time he took a step, his heart sank a little.

Then, he heard laughter from the edge of Qingchi not far away.

The originally frozen ice in the clear pond cracked a few openings, looking from a distance, it was a piece of silver shining.There are several plum blossoms in the yard, blooming proudly in the cold.

A young man stood under the plum tree, wearing a white robe, with long black hair hanging down his waist, holding a small plum blossom in his hand, cheering and jumping to the people on the pavilion not far away.The figure is light and agile, like an elf.

"Teacher, come here quickly, plum blossoms are so beautiful!" Rong Yue shouted to the people in the pavilion.

It seems that the goal has been achieved, and the people in the pavilion are walking this way.Rong Yue hurriedly waved to the servant on the ground who was picking up the flowers into the cloth bag, "Go, go, hey, give me something."

Rong Yue took the cloth bag and shook it, it was full of plum blossoms, white and red, really beautiful.A satisfied smile appeared on his face.

When the servant retreated, he bumped into someone and made a noise.

"What's the matter..." Rong Yue turned around impatiently, and then he saw Zhao Yongzhou standing there.

The smile on his face disappeared immediately, and he said to the servant: "Go, let the teacher bring some shadow guards over."

The servant hurried away.

Zhao Yongzhou: "In order to find His Highness, the capital was almost turned upside down, and you fell here to enjoy the snow and plum blossoms. Do you know how many people couldn't sleep last night?"

Rong Yue smirked, "Hmph, it's you gangsters and thieves who can't sleep. Why, I see that you have dark circles under your eyes. Maybe you didn't sleep well last night?"

Zhao Yongzhou: "Your Highness is the future of Great Honor. As a soldier of Great Honor, I naturally care about His Highness's comfort all the time. It is human nature to have trouble sleeping. It is my worry for Your Highness."

Zhao Yongzhou also admired himself for being able to say these few words with a normal face.Not to mention Rong Yue's disgust was beyond words.

Rong Yue: "Oh? So you are here now because you care about Bengong?"

Zhao Yongzhou: "I was ordered by the emperor to come here to take His Highness back to the palace."

Rong Yue sneered: "Your Majesty? Which Emperor do you order?"

Footsteps could be heard faintly behind him, approaching.

Zhao Yongzhou bent his lips, "If Your Highness doesn't go back to the palace with my minister now, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back forever."

Rong Yue snorted coldly: "Listen to you, even if Ben Gong goes back with you, you will still be under house arrest. If you don't go back, will you kill Ben Gong on the spot?"

Zhao Yongzhou: "Don't dare."

The footsteps stopped within a short distance, and Feng Buran's clear voice sounded behind him. In this cold winter, it pierced through the ice and snow like a sharp sword.

"Yue'er, are you okay?"

Rong Yue looked at Zhao Yongzhou with joy in his eyes, and said: "Teacher, you came at the right time. There is a traitor here. You helped me deal with him. Do you know how to deal with a traitor? The royal father's secret decree, I showed it to you. It can be divided into five horses, and it can be executed by Ling Chi. Teacher, how do you think this person in front of you should die?"

Feng Buran said calmly: "Bai Fusheng committed a crime, which cannot be punished. He should be delayed."

Rong Yue looked at Zhao Yongzhou with complacent and provocative eyes: "Then the teacher still doesn't do anything?"

There was a moment of silence behind him, and then Zhao Yongzhou heard Feng Buran say: "Minister, obey the order."

The long sword was unsheathed and let out a clear whistle.

Zhao Yongzhou did not turn around, holding the scabbard to block the stabbing sword from the right side, staring at Rong Yue, and said with a sneer: "If you want to deal with rebellious ministers and thieves, let's wait until you really become the emperor."

The next moment, a fierce sword wind came towards his ear, and Zhao Yongzhou quickly drew out his sword, barely avoiding it.At the same time, she turned her head and met a pair of dark and deep eyes.

This was the first time in so many days that he met his eyes.

Feng Buran's eyes were not as cold as imagined, but there was a layer of ice cold on the surface, but Zhao Yongzhou could see that there was a turbulent undercurrent surging underneath.

You can't lie to me now.Zhao Yongzhou couldn't help feeling a bit of joy in the bitterness.

There is pity and pain hidden between the slightly frowning brows, but in those always plain eyes, there is tenderness that no one can see at this moment.However, this tenderness is accompanied by fierce sword energy, killing people with force.

Zhao Yongzhou had to fight with all his strength. Speaking of which, this was the first time he and Feng Buran had such a direct confrontation in this life. Thinking about it, it should also be the last time.

The only one in this life, but in such a situation.

Zhao Yongzhou once thought about whether one day he would stand with Feng Buran holding a sword.He also asked him if one day we had to be enemies with each other, would you kill me.

What was Feng Buran's answer?He can't remember.It may be that I didn't take it too seriously at the time, and didn't really imagine this situation.It may be that there are too many things and I forgot.Perhaps, he himself did not expect that this day would come so soon.

He was not ready yet, and he was about to fight each other.The only one in this life, he has been avoiding for so many days, after all, he can't escape.

Feng Buran's sword came across, Zhao Yongzhou leaned back to dodge, it was very dangerous.

"You're distracted." The two turned around, he was on the bottom, Feng Buran was on the top, looking into his eyes and said.

Zhao Yongzhou focused on fighting again, at this time Feng Buran supported him by the waist, Zhao Yongzhou flipped onto it with his strength, the sword energy of the two stirred up the snow on the ground and flew wildly.

In the flurry of snowflakes and swords dancing all over the sky, Zhao Yongzhou could only vaguely distinguish the sky blue clouds embroidered on Feng Buransu's white robe, like black black silk scattered and intoxicated, with three thousand pieces of snow, as beautiful as a banished fairy.

This is the person he loves in this life, how beautiful it is.

Tears rolled down the corners of Zhao Yongzhou's eyes.

"If you don't try your best, you won't be able to kill me." Feng Buran whispered in his ear.

The next moment, Zhao Yongzhou was thrown out, hit the plum tree and landed on the ground, a tree of bright red plum blossoms fell on his black armor.

Yesterday's wound opened again, Zhao Yongzhou had experienced a lot of wind and rain on the battlefield, but at this moment, he found it unbearable.

He raised his head and looked at Feng Buran not far away, and when he met those worried eyes, he almost wanted to give up.

Can we stop fighting?

No.

He saw the forbearing determination in Feng Buran's eyes, they had to go on, there was no way out, there was no other way.

Zhao Yongzhou spat out a mouthful of blood, propped his sword on the snow, and stood up slowly.

The snow reminded him of the time when they were in Julan last year. The northern country of Julan was colder and more terrifying than here.That winter, it was snowing heavily and freezing cold.In the territory of the Northern Kingdom, all birds and beasts are extinct.

He once felt that he couldn't make it through, that he would definitely die in Julan, in a distant foreign country.

A lot of people died that winter, a lot of people died in that war.

So what about this winter?In the flurry of swords and swords, Zhao Yongzhou had to recall his original intention again and again, to make sure that every time he swung the sword against Feng Buran, it was powerful enough.

Why are they going so hard?The road to imperial power, the road to hell.There are countless people running on this road, and he is just one of them.No, this reason is so pale.

He just wants to use his method to protect, but now he wants to kill each other with his beloved, is this kind of protection really right?

Feng Buran's eyes seemed to be telling him that there was no other way.

He was wearing a battle robe, he was wearing white clothes, fighting to the end, the plum snow was flying, and it was already hard to tell whose blood was on the ground.

Rong Yue stood watching from a distance, from the initial mood of watching the play, to the shock and trembling later.

Incredible.

The curtain of plum blossoms and snow finally fell.Zhao Yongzhou coughed up blood in embarrassment, something blocked his action.

Then he realized that it was the sword in his hand.

He raised his head, Feng Buran leaned his back against the plum tree, plum blossoms fell on his shoulders, some were red and some were white, and the most beautiful one bloomed on Feng Buran's lips.

Smile like a flower.

He seemed to hear him sigh, as if helpless, as if spoiled.

"You won, Buye."

Zhao Yongzhou let go of the hand holding the sword, and took two steps back trembling.

Feng Buran said, "Don't leave me too far."

Zhao Yongzhou cried out, "No..."

"Come here, come closer, let me see you."

Zhao Yongzhou approached precariously, but the sword was nailed to Feng Buran's chest. He wanted to hug him, but he couldn't get close.

Then he knelt on the ground, knelt at his feet, hugged his body, put his head on Feng Buran's lap, and cried bitterly.

With a smile on his lips, Feng Buran raised his hand to stroke Zhao Yongzhou's hair.

"Keep your head up."

Zhao Yongzhou shook his head frantically, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"Idiot..." Feng Buran scolded with a smile, a trace of blood spilled from his lips.

Rong Yue was completely shocked by this scene. He covered his lips and sat back on the ground.is that a lie!Everything in front of you is a lie!He looked at the shadow guard next to him, and ordered in a trembling voice: "You guys, go and kill Bai Fusheng, hurry up!"

However, the shadow guards didn't move, they just stood far away, like wooden figures.

Rong Yue shook her head, "Crazy, everyone is crazy."

Feng Buran took out a token from the girdle bag at his waist and stuffed it into the hand of Zhao Yongzhou who was completely out of control.

Finally, he touched Zhao Yongzhou's ears and slowly closed his eyes.

When Bai Xianjie and Feng Xun Feng Lanyin rushed in with their soldiers, what they saw was this scene:

The four shadow guards were all kneeling on the ground, while Prince Rong Yue was grabbing his hair like crazy and yelling, 'Teacher won't die if you lie to others'.

The snow was messy and bloodstained, Feng Buran leaned his back against the plum tree, with a sword nailed to his chest, his head slightly lowered, his black hair fluttering, mixed with the plum blossoms still scattered in the air, he couldn't see his face clearly.

Later, Feng Xun recalled that although he felt that his uncle's appearance was hundreds of thousands of miles above the mortal world, he was astounding as a celestial being, but when he thought about it carefully, the uncle who was nailed to the plum tree that time was the most beautiful.

It's so beautiful that it's not human, it's so breathtakingly beautiful, it's shocking and weeping ghosts and gods.

So much so that he was a majestic man, with hazy eyes and tears streaming down his cheeks.

The previous Feng Buran was like a fairy, heartless and lustless, as cool and thin as water; but Feng Buran who was nailed to the plum tree was like a demon, like a ghost, with white clothes stained with blood and black hair flying.

Although he couldn't see it, he knew that Feng Buran was smiling.

In order to love someone, from immortal to human, from human to ghost.Such an all-out effort to destroy three lives makes the onlookers terrified.

Feng Xun can't do this, and he can't do it in his life.

He looked at the young man who was kneeling on the ground and weeping bitterly, but he knew in his heart that even if Feng Buran really died, that man would not take another look at him.

The battle in the imperial city has come to an end rapidly.