[Thunderbolt] By asking why the world came

☆、Chapter Eleven: Desire/Evil Bodhi

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The curtain is low, and behind the screen painted with dragons and painted gold, the Boshan incense burner is burning with fragrance, and the flowing smoke curls up and diffuses the whole room, as thick as a veil separating people's hearts.

Wan Gu Changkong stood quietly beside Qianye Chuanqi, replacing the silver needles he needed to treat patients from time to time, but every time the acupuncture went deeper into the Quchi acupoint, Xiongwang's brows deepened a little more. After walking, they looked at each other, Xiong Wang closed his sleeves and raised his hands, and the servants hidden behind the scenes immediately started the machine blower, and the screen curtain flew quietly, and the three of them were in another space in a blink of an eye.

"You have suffered from poisoning for a long time, and Qi deficiency is common." Chiba Chuanqi lightly took the illness away, and then said: "Marquis Kill Dao is waiting outside, you and I have limited time."

King Xiong nodded, glanced at the two people in front of him very quickly, and cast another glance at Qianye's haggard face, and said calmly: "During this period, Can Zong has always kept the agreement with you, and kept his hands on the difficult situation. The difficult situation The occupied sects only need to give an order, and the killer will assassinate the leader of the garrison iron guards and return to the plight. As for the plight of the masters of Shang Yeshi’s military power, we can only resign ourselves to fate.”

"Qianye will record the feelings of Canzong today." This is already the smallest sacrifice in the war situation.Qianye cast her gaze in front of her eyes, like an invisible cold arrow: "You should have something else to tell me."

In the thin smoke of incense burners, Xiong Wang's dark complexion is particularly conspicuous. The corners of his eyes are slightly raised, and his smile is not a smile, reflecting the temperament of a natural leader: "You reminded Guan Shan Lingyue to meet me for a while earlier, and we have done it. Agreement. In addition to blocking the ambition of destroying the military mansion, there is one more thing, I guess you will not be surprised even if you know it.”

Staring at the sharp eyebrows, Chiba Legend seemed to have guessed seven points, "I want to listen to you."

"Okay." The King Xiong stood with his hands behind his back, and the dragon patterns on his wide sleeves danced. His words were tinged with cruelty, and he said clearly, "Waiting for Canzong to help you bring down the Pojun Mansion, please be a legend of Chiba." Withdraw from the border dispute!"

The words that directly expose the ambition have crossed the negotiation and the unspoken scheming.The sky next to him couldn't help being shocked when he heard the words, but Legend of Qianye only raised his eyes to meet that gaze, and asked calmly, "Is this also what Lingyue meant?"

A sound of listening to the moon is intimate, but there are hidden waves underneath the sound, as if something is breaking into pieces.

King Xiong answered firmly: "Yes."

Qianye Legend quietly watched Xiongwang Yifa's deep and sharp gaze for a long time, then suddenly closed his eyes, and gradually laughed out loud, every sound seemed to come from the bottom of his heart, as if there was something in his heart that was eager to choke out——

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

He believed in her deeply.She was entrusted with a heavy responsibility, but she responded cruelly and pushed him out of the mess.

It turned out that in her heart, she really wanted him to go, and she wanted so much not to see him!

It turned out that everything he planned and kept in the gathering environment was ultimately unappreciated.What you seek and what you seek is all an empty dream, an empty dream!

The desolate laughter was like an invisible silk thread tightening his heart, Zhang Kong couldn't bear to hear it, pressed his hand, and said sadly: "Son of the Sun!"

"I'm fine." Qianye raised one hand to stop, his emotions froze in his chest in an instant, and he closed his eyes and said, "Xiong Wang, you should understand, if I really have a heart, you will be in this country You can't interfere."

"Unfortunately, according to your current situation, you are no better than me." King Xiong admitted, looking at the sky as if nothing, with a hint of sarcasm, but also emotion.In this round, Chiba Legend was originally the winner, but at this point, his life has already paid more than half for the people around him.No one to blame, only fate!

Qianye slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, and he said slowly, "Now that the blind people have recovered, it is not impossible for me to withdraw from the market. But I have two conditions. First, Can Zong will still obey my orders when dealing with the Pojun Mansion in the future; second, if the Jijing is not safe in your hands, I will definitely turn around and take it down!"

King Xiong took a deep breath and agreed firmly: "Okay! Let's see who lives longer!"

That's all the words, there's nothing more to say.Qianye pushed with both hands, turned the wheelchair, and said decisively: "Shang Kong, push me out."

King Xiong stared at the two people going away at the gate, and the boulder in his heart seemed to be even heavier.

Half threat, half coercion, this has long been a face-to-face cooperation.

When the layers of traps were withdrawn, the fallen leaves in the outer hall of Ziwei Palace were sprinkled with gold, and the faint fragrance of autumn flowers lingered on the side.People are sinister.Everyone counts, the risk of human heart is indeed better than sharp weapons... Chiba Legend Ren Changkong pushed the wheelchair for him, his consciousness seemed to be blank and blurred, like a sharp knife with a handle, deeply pierced into the scar in the bottom of his heart, making public Pain on the ground... Suddenly, a cool wind blows in front of my eyes, and the shadows are pressed down. Changkong looked at the person vigilantly, but Kill Daohou has appeared and smiled: "It's still on time!"

Qianye Chuanqi returned to his senses, raised his eyes and said calmly: "If the Master Killing is really worried, we can enter together just now."

"Well, as long as you are human, you will always miss the past." Even if they are twin brothers with the same face, the Holy Emperor is not that Holy Emperor anymore.Killing Daohou said, turned his back on his figure, and walked away step by step: "Now Ziwei Palace is just a superfluous place, let's not look at the faces that shouldn't be seen!"

Yes, people will always miss the past, but who will really miss him The Legend of Chiba?

Looking at the leaving figure, Qianye watched without wave or motion, his eyes seemed to penetrate the vanity of the world, washing away the joy, anger, sorrow and joy, suddenly his heart twitched, the strange and familiar pain seemed to drain all the strength in his body, he couldn't help but With a muffled snort, a spot of scarlet splashed onto the plain white skirt, seeing this, the agitated emotions that had been suppressed all the way had long been uncontrollable, and immediately bent over to hug him, pulling him tightly in his arms: "Son of the Sun——"

Chiba sat on the wheelchair, closed her eyes tremblingly, and half leaned against his warm arms, but there was only a blank pain left.

In this life, he was wandering in the world of mortals, his future was uncertain, but now, why his life always left a blank, a whole lot of mistakes?

In the lonely courtyard, withered leaves danced quietly, one piece after another with the lingering warmth of the setting sun, falling on the two of them.At this moment, he quietly holds his thick palm, the dust and smoke of the past gathers and disperses, ups and downs, without knowing where it ends.

God gave him a birth without a past. Isn't it a kind of cruel deprivation?

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Legend of Chiba may have been really tired that night, he washed up and went to bed very early, worried that Chiba's condition is not stable today, Chang Kong has been by his side all the time, vaguely as if, returning to the old days of the sun-blind people.He is his son of the sun, he is his guardian, he is used to his occasional willful pride, and he can't leave his side...

Although, everything is different.The cruel facts in the letter that day weighed on his heart day by day, and he felt guilty and remorseful day by day.

Outside, the moonlight was moving westward, the clouds were getting darker, and occasionally the night wind was rushing. After Changkong lit a weak candle, he sat silently on the edge of the bed, covered Qianye with the quilt lightly, and draped it for him. The black hair lying on the pillow, strand by strand, slowly, slowly, the coldness in the hair seemed to be chilling to the bone, he trembled his hands, looking at his sleeping face, his heart was full of astringent pain ...

In the past few days, scenes of unstoppable love, hatred, and hatred always turned upside down in the deep night. He couldn't get rid of it, couldn't let it go, so he let it hurt... the pain was on the tip of his heart, and there were thousands of thoughts , turned into hot tears of guilt and remorse, dripping down silently.

In the past, he had the heart to send him into the game again and again, causing him to fall into despair again and again without understanding.The lives of Peach Blossom, Su Ling, Mingzhu Qiuxia, ethnic group, friends, comrades in adversity...the entanglement that has always been merciless, has been entangled until there is no solution to love and hatred, and there are only piles of burdens left. He has no right to hate any more. But he can no longer repay the love of the Son of the Sun.

Wrong, wrong, wrong, full of mistakes, but who should bear the real mistakes?Once he was unwilling to be mastered or used, he just wanted to ask, who will repay what he has and what he has lost?It can be seen that he would rather go with peach blossoms all his life than such repayment.He can't bear it, can't bear it...

Now, the pain of hard work, the root of injury... He took everything from him, and he regretted it all his life.

Cause and effect, obsession and love entanglement, double-edged hide and seek, and finally grief to the bone, blood-eating spots.

The first sword, he planted the roots of his life's injuries; the second sword, he destroyed his life.

If not for that sword at the beginning, would all the pain today have never come?

If it wasn't for that sword at the beginning, would the Son of the Sun not be so traumatized today?

What should he do to stop all regrets; what should he do to restore everything that shouldn't have happened?

It's full of mistakes, full of spare regrets.

Can you tell that he hates him for treating him like this, and even more hates him for hurting himself like this? ...

He looked at him, the past and the past eroded his heart, tears fell, one drop, two drops, three drops... quietly, quietly, I don't know how long this night has passed.Suddenly, a cold touch closed the callused fingertips, and in the swaying hazy yellow light, a pair of clear and waveless eyes looked over, with the newly awakened dumb: "Sky?"

The question that had been suppressed for days finally couldn't be stopped, Chang Kong stared at him, the acrid pain surged in his heart, he couldn't help but deeply grasped his slender and thin hand, and blurted out: "You...are you hurt for me? How deep?"

One question, should have been a stormy sea, should have asked why he knew, but now...it is not important anymore.Qianye looked at him in shock, all the forbearance in the past turned into sadness in an instant, the brilliance in his eyes dissipated, like a quiet lotus on a summer night, suddenly withering.He propped up half of his body, and slowly raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, but he was speechless.

For a long time, this person has always ignored him, and he is struggling to find him behind him... Now that he has no tears left, is he finally willing to shed tears for himself?

Persistence in one thought, heartbeat, rash movement, pain in the body and bones, and finally experience all kinds of pain in the world.Qianye stared at him blankly, her gaze seemed to be beyond the past, and she said quietly: "...In the past, you always resented me for fighting for everything, but now I don't even fight for myself, what do you want from me?"

Changkong choked up sobbing hard to make a sound, grabbed his tear-wiping hand firmly, and said in a painful voice, "No, it's different...you are the son of the sun, and I'm just a son of a traitor, there's no need to do it for me—"

Qianye raised her eyes to look at him, the deepest despair surged up, and she looked deeply into his eyes, "Shangkong...is it really just the son of the sun?"

Suddenly there was a muffled thunder rolling outside the window, which seemed to fall on my heart.Chang Kong's blood was throbbing all over his body, he turned his head away, unable to answer.

Too many grievances and too many lives have been separated between them... The accumulation of years only adds to the contamination of human life and blood. Even if he feels sorry for him, he can no longer love or hate him.

He can't, doesn't dare to...

Qianye was startled, shook her head slowly, withdrew her hand, and said in a low voice, "No matter what I do, it will never work; no matter what I do, it will always be wrong. I, Chiba Legend, have never been so powerless?"

"No..." Changkong shook his head vigorously, trying to stop him from speaking, but Qianye asked sadly: "I shouldn't sacrifice my people; I shouldn't deal with the plight... Changkong, others are fate, We are also fate, why can others survive, but we can only seek death?" The last few words are extremely desolate.

"No, no...don't say any more!" Zhang Kong couldn't help his tears, and suddenly exerted strength with his fingers, and pressed him down on the bed, sealing his words, and his lips and teeth were intertwined, accompanied by hot tears and bitter Kiss, desire, evil, love and hate every time, penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

He touched his lips in bewilderment, all the shadows in his mind were disillusioned and intertwined, it was the unforgettable peach blossom, the unforgettable Su Ling, the unforgettable pearl seeking flaws, and the friends who couldn't forget the sacrifice. At the last moment, it was still the boy in front of him. Persistence that refuses to let go.Why, why is this?

If love is not heavy, it will not give birth to samsara, if love is not deep, it will not fall into samsara.This body is destined to be karma, and this feeling is destined to be evil.Even a fierce deep kiss cannot take away all kinds of guilt. After a while, Zhang Kong panted and let go of his soft lips, stretched out his hand to caress his flawless cheek, his eyes were full of helpless despair and sorrow——

What else can he compensate him for?What can be compensated?

The exhaled breath seemed to be able to defeat the last trace of reason.Qianye looked up at him, her eyes pierced the pale soul, deep and desperate, suddenly clasped her hands on that neck, unwilling to let go, unwilling to stop——

"Give me pain." The light reflected in his pupils, flowing like shimmering waves, like an order, like abandoning himself: "Sky, give me pain——"

The thunder outside the window suddenly rolled, and the rain poured down quickly, overflowing the tiles, creating chaos.

Chang Kong's pupils constricted in an instant, his larynx turned with difficulty, his hands tremblingly wrapped around his ribs, and he held his waist tightly, trembling violently, Chiba's heart sank, he untied his belt, and struggled desperately, The sky was full of sadness, madness filled with grief, he took off the cover on his body, restrained him fiercely with his backhand, and kissed him frantically, from the center of his eyebrows, around his ears, to his neck... Amidst the sound of tearing silk, the hanging curtain surged , the hair stretches like a waterfall, and the snow-like skin is no longer covered.I once remembered that in the rain that day, he treated him like this, and he was crazy about revenge. He never remembered his wounds and obsessions. He only remembered each other's existence when he was in pain...

The sound of thunder and rain hit people's hearts, and the candles in the house were flickered.The veil fluttering beside the bed seems to be also drawn by the tide of love. In the smoky light, a trace of blood swims in the air, and the hidden hearts are cruising and entangled on the bed. color.

The pain is tossing and falling, and evil is in this love and fate.Tents intertwine to cover, the lingering breath lingers, dispels the shame, diffuses the longing, the thunder light flashes outside the window, illuminates the moment clearly, he presses on him, like an ironing fire running on the ice... in the rain The sound took away his restraint, and his pride was torn apart.The white body convulsed slightly under his attack, gradually dyed crimson with passion/desire, as the limbs moved, they humiliatedly faced the fierce wind and flames, and intermittent moans flowed out, swaying like a white and innocent lotus root , Like a lotus blooming in the misty rain, in the extreme of purity, a compelling beauty emerges, and the fragrance is ethereal.

If we stay in touch with each other, we will never recover.The greatest despair in life is to be in a slowly advancing defeat, irreversible.

On that day, he controlled him, but lost everything; on that day, he possessed him, but there was no way out.Intention and utilization, persistence and love, the past and the dust are mixed together, like mottled blood and tears, the tears in the sky are hard to hold back, the brows and eyes are all broken, the rain outside the curtain is getting heavier, the more desperate he is, and the sweat is carrying him. With tears in his eyes, hot and delicate kisses lingered on his jade-colored skin, not knowing whether it was hate or love.Suddenly, he bit his lip and groaned under his body, provoking that thought to act recklessly, the desire was raging like a wildfire, covering the sky and covering the sky to the apex of his heart, Changkong raised his hands above the top, increased his strength, and rushed/bumped into his body again and again, forcing When the Qianye tide rises, the critical point is like falling heavily from the clouds. The bone-piercing pain penetrates desire/evil, and passes through the soul. Call out his name: "Long Sky—"

It is bodhi, not bodhi, shattering the void.

"Son of the Sun——" Chang Kong trembled in pain, and it was released in his body instantly.He tightened his hand, hugged him hard and hard, mourned and caressed the wound between his heart, regret flooded in like a flood - this night, he knew that he was already wounded all over his body, and he, as the guardian , never noticed his deep forbearance scar...

Why are they only aware of each other's existence in pain?why why?

After all, there is love and hate in the world, but it is only a moment of separation and separation, emptiness and impermanence, what is lost is always lost... Qianye silently hugged his neck, her long eyelashes covered the pain in her eyes, her heart was full of tears, and there was nothing to shed.

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The author has something to say: Why can others survive, but we can only seek death? ...

☆、Chapter [-]: Late Autumn Ningbo

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The current environment is like a huge cage, he wants to escape, and he also wants to escape with the people he cares about.

Leaving [-]% of the spiritual energy for the sun-blind people is the minimum limit; but if he leaves [-]% for himself, he will live up to the vitality he seeks.

Now he has two goals, one is to deal with the Pojun Mansion, and the other is to return the Jijing to its original place.Therefore, the information line secretly conveyed between the reason and the plight was also set up again during this period of time.

At that time, after receiving his information, Su Zhenzhen once sighed: Chiba, so many lives have been sacrificed before, Sumou also feels hesitant.

Chiba Legend probably didn't know what he said, but he also knew what he was thinking.It's just that he has no doubts about Su Huanzhen's important information about the secret alliance between the plight and the dead country.

The reason is very simple. He and Su really never lie. Although there were many twists and turns in the previous game, the scheming in the middle is just a contest of means and layout, a game of cooperation and competition. He has always enjoyed the fun of it, and Su As a leader in a difficult situation, it is inevitable to be trembling.It's just that he Su really can't bear his worries, but he doesn't change his joy.

Who taught him to be the No.1 most curious person since he was born?To him, Su Zhenzhen is a contradictory person, saying that he has a thorough understanding of it long ago, but it is also the biggest mystery in his life.

Having said that, if the plight and the dead country are secretly connected, the situation will change subtly. This time, Su Zhenzhen is not the active side, and he needs to formulate further strategies.Compared with the Buddha Prison, the only problem left in the Dead Kingdom is the cracks between the Wanyao Furnace and the Dead Country. The Wanyao Furnace suffered serious damage in many previous battles. Perhaps this is the main reason why it took the initiative to propose an alliance with Misfortune this time.

Therefore, if the cracks in the dead country can be repaired, the problem of the dead country's invasion can be temporarily solved, but the cracks are deep inside the dead country, which is the reason why it was impossible to deal with the dead country in one fell swoop earlier. To truly invade the dead country, you must have Strong force and backing——

On this day, Chiba Legend let Changkong push the wheelchair for him because his feet were not suitable for walking, thinking about the layout repeatedly in his mind.Suddenly Changkong stopped pushing, and sounded a reminder: "Son of the Sun, we are here."

Qianye Legend raised his eyes when he heard the sound, and a solemn ceremony and music first entered his ears, and then at the end of the white stone path in front of him, an altar was erected, covered with red felt, and it was magnificent——she once said to her here She was angry with herself, but now she invites him to watch the ceremony and pray for Jijing.

When memories began to overlap, Legend of Chiba suddenly discovered that emotion in life is always inadvertent.

Chiba pointed out the direction, and Chang Kong moved to a secluded place next to the garden to continue watching.Seeing the silk and bamboo decorations on the altar, the colorful curtains fluttering, and the streamer of light dancing under the sun, a beautiful woman is sitting in the center of the altar, with purple red sleeves and wings, a graceful and solemn figure, and occasionally a flute rhyme Raised high, resounding to stop the clouds, she looked back and looked at all living beings; then turned around, the bell rang, and her clothes were spinning, drawing perfect arcs in the air, like the shadows of thousands of lotuses, the blue waves and the sky. In the same sacrifice, there is solemnity in the agility, and rigor in the magnificence. Listening to the sacrificial words, it said: "The four seasons are orderly, but love can't be expected, the five grains can be harvested, and demons can't be entertained, and the gods have sacrifices, but orders can't be violated. There is a return, but the soul does not know where to go..." It is an ancient sacrificial saying that is solemn and reverent to all things.

At the end, when the sacrificial dance was over, the sound receded, she stepped down from the altar gracefully, and called someone to set up a banquet for Qianye and the two of them.After everything was busy, the three of them sat together for a while, Lingyue sorted out her thoughts, looked at Qianye, and asked with concern: "Qianye, long time no see, are you... okay?"

The long-lost greeting, the world has already changed, so there is no need to say more, Chiba Legend only asked: "Which song was it just now?"

"Jiantian Lotus Song." Lingyue responded unhurriedly: "These days are the Yao Food Festival in Jijing, as a Si Huan, I should pray for everyone." She said, and the men and women who had long since abandoned Si Huan Then, he poured tea for Qianye, but poured sake for Changkong, forced a smile and said: "Jijing has always been short of resources, and it's rare to be able to enjoy delicious food these days. But I remember you, a weirdo, who eats little and sleeps too much." You have little income, and now you are injured again, so I don’t know what to prepare for you now.”

It was rare for this joke to embarrass Qianye, so he coughed a few times and looked towards Changkong, who received a signal from Qianye for help, thought for a while, and said, "Here, the son of the sun is different from ordinary people. ,Used to it."

Is this helping to tease him?Chiba's color changed, so he pretended to raise his cup and drink tea calmly, and Lingyue covered his mouth with a chuckle, served a few pastries exclusive to Jijing, and asked about the recent situation.In this secluded place, there are a few sweet-scented osmanthus plants, which are in full bloom, and the sweet-scented osmanthus is falling, with a delicate fragrance. The three of them gathered in a harmonious atmosphere for half an hour. Qianye put a cup and asked: "Lingyue, have you already thought A way to send the Jijing back?”

In the past few days, he has already thought that there must be other reasons behind Lingyue's willingness to rashly agree to King Xiong's conditions, and he should ask sooner or later.

After all, she couldn't avoid it, Lingyue's face was suffocated, and she looked a little lonely, and asked softly: "Qianye, you...would you blame me?"

The golden wind blew gently, and she actually felt a little chilly.Everyone has selfishness, he is a Japanese blind person, but she can't just do it for him, but also needs to do it for the environment... In the end, he trusted her with a heavy responsibility, but she could only give an apologetic answer.In the past, she didn't know the pain of choice, but now she knows a thing or two.

"If you don't promise lightly, I will live up to others; if you don't trust lightly, you will live up to me." Chiba Legend met her clear eyes and said calmly: "This is just everyone's choice. Although this time, I made a mistake. I saw you."

Lingyue shook her head, and a shadow fell from her thick eyelashes: "After all, this choice has an impact on you, and I have no right to do so."

Qianye's brows moved slightly, his eyes flicked across the jade face, he raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes were clear, as pure as his complex, and it was rare to understand: "Lingyue, do you know why I asked for this at the beginning? Because if I If I didn’t ask or fight, not only myself, but even you, would have been dead for a long time.” He paused, with a sharpness and sigh in his eyes: “It’s true that people do things and don’t. Sometimes I have to do it. So as long as my heart is still there, I can’t give up, otherwise everything will be in vain.”

Hearing the words, Changkong clenched his fists secretly, while Lingyue lowered his head slightly.Now she gradually understands these words, but he can't bear her self-righteous kindness to him, so he can only bear it.

Lingyue bit her lips lightly, feeling overwhelmed, knowing that it would be useless to talk too much, she could only change the subject: "In a short while, there will be another chance for the sky to shine on the seven stars. When you shoot it out, you can exert the ultimate power and send the collection environment back to the original place."

Qianye Chuanqi's eyes turned, as if not surprised, he asked instead: "The Blood Sacrifice Curse kill requires a huge amount of spiritual blood power to support it, your life may be in danger with your strength alone, can anyone else help?"

Lingyue looked at him in surprise, then thought, Qianye must have also studied the Lihun Bow, knowing this problem is not surprising, she could only shake her head, while Changkong looked at Qianye with a serious expression.Sure enough, Qianye said: "I accidentally discovered that the Soul-Living Bow also reacted to my blood, why don't you let me help you!" At the beginning, he discovered the murderous power of the Soul-Living Bow because of an injury to his right palm. , can only be said to be fate.

Lingyue's face turned pale suddenly, and she covered Qianye with one hand, and said in astonishment: "You must not, it is rumored that the method of blood sacrifice will damage your life, given your current situation, how can you..." That hand was trembling slightly.

"The Lihun Bow has the ability to shock the heavens, so naturally it can't be used more often. I think this rumor is just to take advantage of the weakness of human nature to frighten people from using it. I may not really believe it." Chiba Legend slowly pressed the other hand on the slender hand. , calmly said: "I also promised Taijunzhi to restore the peace of Jijing. Lingyue, let me do the planning to deal with the Pojun Mansion, and you will execute the plan to send Jijing back!" The last sentence, He spoke frankly and fearlessly, but she was so shocked that her nose turned sour, she couldn't help raising her eyes to stare deeply at that face, she was still as confident and proud as she first saw, and she was still the son of the sun from the sun-blind tribe.

She nodded slowly, and with her other free hand, she took the silent sky and placed it on it. The three palms overlapped, conveying faith and warmth to each other. Even if it was a parting plan, she was willing to let go of the fetters, and He is willing to give up, he is willing to follow suit.

"Shangkong, please take Qianye away from the gathering place when the time comes," she said.

Changkong nodded deeply, and an inexplicable feeling of sadness spread in his heart.At this moment, Qianye stared at the two people in front of him, as if a kind of broken consummation gathered in his heart, with a hidden expression, he firmly said: "This time, we must not allow failure."

As soon as the words fell, a soldier sent a message, saying that the military governor had something to look for Chiba Legend, and he had to go to the general's platform for a while.When Changkong heard the news, he was wary, and wanted to push Qianye to go, but Qianye shook his hand and wanted to go to the appointment alone.

"Is that good?" Lingyue asked.

"He won't do anything to me now, don't worry!" Chiba replied firmly, and she had already left slowly by herself. The strange figure of her back gradually disappeared in the garden, deep in the shade, it seemed to be foggy.After all, Changkong was worried, and after meeting Lingyue with a glance, he followed him away, and Lingyue watched behind him, his emotions moved slightly, as if some feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.

Spring is coming and autumn is coming, and it is getting closer to the end of the year.

I remember that she was angry with him at that time, but now the world has turned upside down.

If the joys and sorrows of the world can be planned early, how much regret can be saved?

It's a pity that she can't, and neither can Qianye. Even if they are all people who can see a little bit of the secret, under the mercy of fate, they still have to struggle every step of the way.But as long as hope exists, even a day is a step.

Lingyue watched silently, the past love and hatred entangled in her heart, the taste in it was bitter and indistinguishable, and it never went away.

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On the general's platform, a tall and straight figure was standing alone, holding an exquisite brocade box in his palm, which contained a white pill with a clear outer color.

He wanted to heal a person and had been thinking about it for a long time.

He has many collections of elixir while he is on the field. The Renewing Tendon Pill that he got by chance can renew the tendons and create pulses. For ordinary people, it is a holy medicine for healing that can't be found.

At the beginning, when his ability to act was abolished, besides anger, it was even more suppressed. Beware of his second-mindedness, but now the strategy he has released has brought the Jijing to another stable territory, and the battles have gradually become more frequent. He is not good at walking, after all, he can't stand side by side with him on the battlefield——

There seems to be a reason behind such a contradiction, which is an area that he doesn't want to think about.

In the past, once he made a decision, he never regretted it; now, why is he hesitating?

Suddenly, there was a sound of "the reel" rolling in the ears, and the thinking was cut off. The soldier put away the brocade box, turned around and met the visitor's eyes.

He was facing him, he was testing him, and the candle on the table cracked, breaking the loneliness.

The person who came first chuckled, looked behind him, and saw the map of thousands of machines spread out on the desk, and said indiscriminately: "Your battlefield is getting closer and closer to the target."

Ye Shi Bingquan's face was cold, he walked to the front of the case, put the information on it, and said in a deep voice: "The spies report, due to internal pressure, the Buddha Prison has plans to enter the territory of the army recently."

Qianye Chuanqi seemed to have a bright light in his eyes, pushed to the front of the case, picked up the information to observe, and asked, "Where did you get this information?"

"A dark thread lurking in a difficult situation."

Thinking about Su Zhenzhen's information about the alliance between the miserable state and the dead country, and also considering the internal strife between the Buddhist prison and the dead country.Qianye Chuanqi pondered slightly, and said with a plan in mind: "Then this time, it's time to decide the outcome."

The soldier seemed to have heard something interesting, Qianye said: "The current situation, the internal worries of the Buddhist Prison and the Kingdom of Death are hard to suppress, you can just drive straight in and wipe them out in one fell swoop!" As he said, he walked around to the map and pointed to the mountain Fu Xian analyzed: "From the perspective of the current distribution of power, if the Jijing can unite the power of the suffering environment first, it will be difficult to maintain the power of the Buddha Prison in the west half of the suffering environment. After solving the Buddha Prison with the smallest winning potential, if we can reconnect Deal with the dead country with one hand, and capture Qingming Mountain——" At this point, Qianye crossed out the dead country's forces again, "Cooperate with the land already occupied by Jijing in the miserable state, as long as we take Luecheng and Liuli fairyland, four corners and four sides You can take them all, and your territory will not be far away."

Ye Shi Bingquan was provoked to be sensitive, "Do we have to cooperate with the difficult situation first?"

Chiba Legend was not surprised by this problem, and said calmly: "This is my suggestion, it's okay if you don't adopt it, but the front of the plight will be delayed."

This is a macro long-term plan, but also a long-term battle.The soldier was burning with fighting spirit, and after thinking for a while, he made a decisive decision: "The two realms of Kuji have already had a grudge, how can we persuade them to join hands?"

Qianye Legend nodded, but did not appear flustered: "This matter is simple. You must first show goodwill in the gathering environment. The current base in the eastern half will have less impact on you. You can first let these sects return to the plight. We have to form an alliance and plan later."

Those who lead the army with small achievements mostly stick to the base area; those who lead the army with great success can stay far away from the overall situation.This retraction and release, doing the opposite, is where the great wisdom of strategic scheduling lies.

After this analysis, Ye Shi Bingquan was quite satisfied, and after drawing up a plan with Qianye for the details, he did not let Qianye go back. Instead, he rarely relaxed his majesty, sat down with his back straight, raised the wine jar behind him, and held up the wine Fill the cup with wine for the two of them, and the instant clear yellow wine is filled with a mellow aroma, lingering in the room endlessly.

Even soldiers, when they meet the right people during festivals, they are also interested in coming here occasionally.

The soldier proudly raised his wine cup and took the lead in drinking a cup.Qianye Legend was a little stunned, raised the wine cup, watched the wine liquid rippling in the cup, and remained silent.

Ye Shi Bingquan looked at it and said, "This wine is non-toxic!"

There is only one case away, but there seems to be an invisible wall standing between each other, which is unbreakable.Qianye shook her head, a strange emotion swirled in her chest, she refused to let it go lightly, she just said: "You know I don't want to drink."

Ye Shi Bingquan's heart sank, and he looked at his face through the light of the candle, so hazy that he couldn't see his expression clearly.After a while, I couldn't help asking: "When will you be willing?"

Hearing this, Chiba Chuanqi smiled slightly, put down the wine cup, and asked, "Have you ever heard of an animal called a gecko? It has a skill, when it encounters danger, it will cut off its tail to survive." After a pause, he said again "It's not that it doesn't care about its tail, but in order to survive, it must first give up its tail in exchange for a chance to survive." He raised his eyes, the pupils were as pure as the luster of lake water, reflecting the opponent's shadow, and said: "Similarly, it's not that I don't cherish my tail, but in order to survive, I must temporarily abandon him, but that doesn't mean I give up on him."

The soldier said disapprovingly: "This is a stupid way!"

Chiba Chuanqi didn't think so and said: "One must persist. If any principle can be compromised, human nature will have nothing to rely on."

Ye Shi Bingquan listened, his fingers tapped on the table, and the corners of his lips curled to the side, which seemed a bit awkward, "Legend of Qianye, you should understand that as long as you exchange the battlefield, I can give you what you want." everything."

"I already gave you the battlefield, didn't I?" Chiba Legend smiled indifferently, "Qianye is a smart person, and he understands that he has no second choice except to cooperate with Jijing."

The soldier folded his hands and leaned back, his eyes were full of enthusiasm, "One day, we can go one step further."

"If you ask too much, you must pay the price." Legend of Qianye said casually: "You get what you want from me, and I get what you want from you. I don't ask too much, and you don't give too much. That would be great."

This is very good, a plain sentence, but it contains an inexplicable sense of melancholy.If this is good, maybe he won't lose that person's heart; if this is good, he won't take every step he pushes, and that person will take a step back until the blood is dripping, and the hide-and-seek will never end...

The other party seemed to have a feeling, but his mind went to the same place, and he whispered: "You treat him differently."

Qianye was slightly taken aback, his eyelashes moved, and said: "Not long after I was born, he followed me. Naturally it's different." After speaking, his mind was drawn, and he stopped talking.

Perhaps because of the festive atmosphere, the two of them lacked sharp and sharp exchanges today.