Pick up a prince to get married

A hunter in the wilderness, living alone, with smoke curling up from the kitchen, outlines the most ordinary beauty in the world, flowing water surrounds the lonely household, and the hunter returns to his room with chicken soup in his arms.

In the room, a man in Chinese clothes was lying on the bed. His eyes were closed tightly, his lips were chapped and white, and there were countless cold sweats on his face. The hunter carefully lifted him up, poured him a little chicken soup, and then poured him After a long time of tossing about changing the dressing, the person with his eyes closed woke up faintly.

Shangguan Que felt pain all over his body, especially his brain, as if it was about to explode. He opened his eyes and saw the person who took care of him in front of him. A blue birthmark covered one eye, and the proportion of his facial features was extremely out of balance. Shangguan Que even wondered if he had stepped into the gate of hell.

Otherwise, how could you see such a terrifying person?

It's just that he just lost his mind for a moment and then came back to his senses, "It was you... who saved me?" His voice was still a little hoarse.

The person on the opposite side nodded, shook his head again, then ran out of the house and brought a horse over, constantly gesticulating.

Shangguan Que looked at him and then at the horse, only to feel a terrible headache, and he hugged his head and his voice was a bit depressed.

The man saw that he was uncomfortable and handed him the medicine. Shangguan Que smelled the smell of the medicine and suddenly understood the reason why the good medicine tasted bitter. It smelled too bitter!

Just in order for his body to recover quickly, Shangguan Que still held his nose and drank it, and then couldn't hold back, he vomited.

This thing is much more bitter than Huang Lian, okay?

Shangguan Que only felt that his taste buds had exploded, and his internal organs were full of bitter taste. The man looked at him and touched his head, then ran to the cabinet and found a jar of honey, mixed it into water and let Shangguan Que drink it. Only then did Shangguan Que feel much better.

He finally had the strength to look around.

It was a very ordinary room with bows and arrows and some animal skins hanging on the wall. Shangguan Que looked at the man in front of him with a smile, "Thank you for saving me. What's your name? Where is this place?"

The man gesticulated for a long time, but Shangguan Que really couldn't understand, then the man seemed to think of something, and pulled out a piece of yellowed paper from the cabinet, on which were written three big characters, Zi Chou Yin.

The man pointed at the word and then at himself, Shangguan Que suddenly realized, "Your name is Zi Chou Yin."

Zi Chouyin nodded frantically.

It was really difficult to communicate with him verbally, Shangguan Que simply got up and wrote on the ground with a branch, but Zi Chouyin didn't know it, Shangguan Que was helpless, it seemed that he only knew his own name.

Looking around, it is a good place with green mountains and green waters, but it is isolated from the world and there is no human habitation.

The only things are wild beasts and birds, flowing water and mountains.

Shangguan Que asked Zi Chouyin, "Where did you meet me?"

Zi Chouyin took him to the edge of a river, which was the Styx connected to the Weisuo River.

It's just that Shangguan Que didn't know that this was the Styx River. He only knew that there was only a river in front of him. The residual fragrance on his body was soaked in water, and it would take at least two days to recover, and all other signals were lost.

Shangguan Que had no choice but to smile wryly. For the current plan, could he just wait for the time to pass?

Suddenly his shoulders sank, and it was Zi Chouyin who patted him on the shoulder, "Thank you, you saved me, how should I repay you?"

Zi Chouyin thought for a while, then suddenly pulled Shangguan Que up and ran, Shangguan Que had just woken up, how could he stand up to such a wild run, he almost fainted.

Zi Chouyin also noticed it. After thinking for a while, he simply lifted Shangguan Que up, grabbed his collar and continued to run. Shangguan Que could clearly know that he had no internal strength, but the speed was too fast!

He just felt confused in front of his eyes, and then he didn't know how long he ran before Zi Chouyin stopped. In front of him was a small earth bag, Zi Chouyin bowed three times to the earth bag, and then pulled Shangguan Que non-stop With gestures, pointing at a big rock for a while, and pointing at Shangguan Que's hand for a while, it seemed that Shangguan Que was stunned. Did he want him to break the big rock?

"What do you mean?" Shangguan Que asked.

Helplessly, Zi Chouyin could understand what he said, but he couldn't understand what Zi Chouyin meant. Zi Chouyin gestured wildly on the ground, and Shangguan Que looked bewildered.

"I don't understand what you mean," he said truthfully.

Zi Chouyin was very emotional, and then his eyes were moist, then he shrugged his shoulders, bowed his head, looking very disappointed, but even with his head bowed, he was still taller than Shangguan Que. The savage is somewhat similar.

Shangguan Que didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only pat him on the shoulder in the end. He was seriously injured and wasted so much mental and physical energy that his whole body was a little swaying.

Zi Chouyin also saw his weakness, and led someone back to the house. Shangguan Que fell back on the bed in a dazed state. Before going to sleep, he couldn't help thinking, who dragged him into the water?

Why did Zi Chouyin show up to save him?There are too many puzzles, and too many subsequent events, but his body does not allow him to continue thinking, and Shangguan Que was in a daze, unconscious.

At the same time, on the Styx River, there were two people rafting. They were the evil Lord of Heaven and the swordsman in white who were about to destroy the Three Kingdoms.

Two people are riding on a bamboo raft, there is wine and fruit on the raft, the white-clothed swordsman stands in front of the bamboo raft holding his sword, the man spreads a white blanket on the bamboo raft, the bamboo raft is huge, but there is no bamboo pole, it all depends on the man force to run.

He took a sip of his wine, with a casual smile in his eyes.

"You are in a good mood today." The swordsman in white said with certainty.

The man didn't hide it either, "Yes, the performance of mortals pleases the gods, and the gods should always give a little charity."

You wine sinks into the robe along the neck, in a coquettish manner, with its own supreme charm.

The white-clothed swordsman nodded, "Do you want to hunt down Shangguan Que?"

The man shook his head, moved the raft down the river, and messed up Tsinghua River.

"Achieve one thing in everything, that's enough, do fifteen, it's someone else's business, Shangguan Que's missing direction is already very interesting, Bai Yi, if I die for thousands of years, what will you look like after thousands of years What about it?" He raised the corner of his mouth with a half-smile, and there was more contempt in his eyes.

Such a boring attachment has never been a feeling that God can understand.

The white-clothed swordsman gave him a blank look, "This question is meaningless. If you die, the white-clothed swordsman will not exist, does not exist, has no successor, and has no appearance."

When he said this, his tone didn't even fluctuate in the slightest, but it just made people feel that he was telling the truth. In all fairness, the man felt that he was being pleased.

He let go of the white-clothed swordsman, since the white-clothed swordsman begged for death, so he couldn't be blamed.

He is looking forward to it, when he dies, when all the entanglements between the swordsman in white and him are cut off, will the swordsman in white still be able to say something like this, puppetry, even if it is a living puppet, is still a puppet. The moment before you die, you can be your true self.

"These words sound good, are you putting honey on your lips?" The man smiled.

In fact, he has always loved to laugh, but his smile has always been contemptuous, contemptuous, and arrogant.

The smile in front of him made the white-clothed swordsman notice the difference. In his heart, he hoped that he would smile like this all the time, but he also knew that it was impossible, because he was used to it.

"I always tell the truth. Now that Shangguan Que has entered that place through the Styx River, what are you going to do?" asked the white-clothed swordsman.

The man turned his head slightly. This is indeed a question worth thinking about, "My good second brother, who came to Northern Qiang and worked so hard, how could it be just for such a trivial matter as splitting Northern Qiang? If it wasn't for the Shangguan who was enthroned by Emperor Yu Mi Xin, I really forgot about this, are you asking me what I want to do now... Oh? It makes a little sense."

The man's expression was a little joyful, and the swordsman in white frowned in confusion, "But what happened to Shen Congming?"

"Things on him through Yu Ji have moved, do you actually want to destroy them? Good second brother, this time, your brother agrees with your idea very much~" He seemed very happy.

The white-clothed swordsman guessed roughly after listening to his words, and suddenly he thought of himself, "You also put this kind of thing on me?"

"Hey~, of course I just cast a spell of surveillance on you, how could I have the heart to hurt you? My most loyal servant, white clothes..."

The white-clothed swordsman has no objection to his putting things on other people, "If you know everything, it's too boring. Undo the spell of monitoring, so that Shen Congming can give you a bigger surprise."

The man stopped drinking, "Are you concerned about him?"

The white-clothed swordsman shook his head and looked towards the distant mountains, "The only thing I care about is you forever."

"Sweet talk, Bai Yi, you've learned it badly."

"Regret for letting me go during that time?"

"Is this the servant's attitude towards the gods?"

"This is how I speak to you."

It was rare for a man to stop talking because he was not interested, the atmosphere was silent for a while, and finally the man let out a deep breath, "You... let me pamper you."

It was rare for the white-clothed swordsman to release his sword. He placed the sword horizontally on the small table where the man placed the fruit plate and wine, and then sat cross-legged. The man opposite him raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter?"

"If... I tell you to stop, can you do it?" He looked at the man almost begging.

Looking at these eyes, the man hesitated for the first time, and then chuckled, "Would you like to come..."

"You know, as long as you are willing, everything is in time! Let's retire together, what's the point of getting to the bottom of this world's affairs? Isn't what you're after a lifetime name?" said the white-clothed swordsman.

The man looked at him, wanted to laugh but couldn't do it for some reason, and finally just curled up at the corner of his mouth, "The name that has been forgotten is the last pursuit, Bai Yi, you are so naive."

The curvature of the corner of his mouth seemed a little cold, "I have lifted the surveillance spell on Shen Congming, but you don't have to think about the rest." The surveillance on Shen Congming is actually useless, he thought.

The swordsman in white looked at him, and finally said nothing.

Just looking at the mountains in the distance, mocking myself.

He knew that a man would not change his purpose just because of his words, he always knew...