After wearing cannon fodder, I attacked Master

Wei Siying didn't stop for a moment.

They only stayed in Lingcang Mountain for seven or eight days, but outside it seemed to be another world.

In this world that has regained light, there are so many beautiful mountains and clear waters, but these do not belong to him, and there is nothing in this world that truly belongs to him. The beautiful scenery is fleeting, let alone people's hearts.

When Wei Siying left the Lingcang Mountains, he saw An Rui was waiting with his dragon chariot.The well-equipped nine sub-dragons were mighty and high-spirited, and the black gold flag was fluttering on the chariot, which was even more luxurious than it was five years ago.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty."

Wei Siying waved his hand: "Pingshen."

But his eyes couldn't help looking to the southwest, across the mountains and hundreds of millions of miles away, that was the direction of Ziyunzong.

In the past eight years, from west to east, how much land has been trampled under the feet of the dragon people, and this habit has never changed.

He stood silently for a moment facing the vast mountain in front of him, and finally stepped on the dragon chariot.

The people and things in Lingcang Mountain, the dead, the living, the incomprehensible, and the bloody, are all like a breeze blowing over the hills, and they are gradually left behind by him.

The dragon chariot headed for the nearby palace.

Something went wrong in the Lingcang Mountains, Wei Siying's whereabouts were exposed, and he had to re-plan the route to the Northern Wilderness.

Seeing that Wei Siying was all well and his eyesight had recovered, An Rui was overjoyed on the face of the young man who didn't know how to hide it.

Wei Siying glanced at him on the chariot, and said: "Commander An, you don't need to use the sword, and ride the dragon chariot with the widow."

The dragon chariot was spacious and sailed against the wind, but An Rui felt quite uncomfortable, only feeling that there was a tense atmosphere in the air.

Wei Siying leaned on the dragon chair with an uncertain expression: "Commander An, you said earlier that the military division deliberately delayed the time to come to rescue him. Tell me, what is going on?"

An Rui hurriedly got up and saluted, with a little sweat on his forehead.

On one side is Mr. Gu who has been following him for 20 years, and on the other side is the king who loves the most in this life.Should he say it?

After eight years of experience on the battlefield, An Rui is no longer the young dragon he used to be. At this moment, he forced himself to calm down.Since nothing can be hidden from a wise king, let's say what needs to be said in advance.

An Rui wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "My lord, the military master did prevent his subordinates and the demon clan from entering Lingcang Mountain to rescue him. But that is really justifiable, because this matter involves a person, that is, Taoist He Jiyou .”

Wei Siying sat up straight suddenly: "Speak."

An Rui said: "Because Lu Fan's life and death will be related to He Daoist."

Bai Yun hurriedly flew by before his eyes, and the dragon chariot ran wildly in the direction of Yiqiu City.

An Rui got out of the dragon chariot, accompanied by Yu Jian, and finally heaved a sigh of relief secretly.

In the Yunhai Imperial Palace, Wei Siying saw He Jiyou, the high-spirited Senior Brother He who was now lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his temples were already grey, and the corners of his eyes were covered with wrinkles.

Immortal cultivators always have good looks, and thousands of years of wind and frost have not damaged their appearance. He Jiyou is 630 years old this year. Wei Siying knows how he is today, and it seems that his practice is at the end of his way, and his deadline is approaching.

"Military division, why is this?"

Standing in the bedroom, Wei Siying raised his hand to Gu Xifei and several imperial physicians who were kneeling on the ground, signaling them to get up.

Gu Xifei ordered the imperial physicians to retreat, and reported back to Wei Siying: "Because of the soul-eating knot, the connection is too deep for a long time. After Lu Fan died, even He Daochang could not survive."

"What did you say?" Wei Siying stared at Gu Xifei, his eyes seemed to gouge blood out of him, "The widow told you that he wanted to kill the soul devourer in his body, why did you make your own decisions and defy the widow's orders?" Order? You are courting death."

He threw Gu Xifei to the ground with one palm, causing him to vomit a mouthful of blood on the spot.

Gu Xifei wiped the blood on his lips, and silently got up from the ground, with an expression of no complaints, and saluted Wei Siying again: "If the Holy Majesty is angry, then kill me, I won't say a word Complaints. I ask myself that everything I do is for the future of Haochang Shangguo and for the sake of the Holy Majesty, so I will never regret it."

"A good sentence will never regret it."

Wei Siying closed his eyes, walked to He Jiyou's bedside, gently stroked the white hair on his sideburns, thinking, if the senior sister saw it, I don't know how distressed she would feel, her heart was sore, and she almost shed tears.

Wei Siying straightened up, and the majesty of the emperor was restored on his face. He sternly said: "Gu Xifei, I know that you are not willing to undo the soul-eating knot for Daoist Why, in order to bind Lu Fan, so that you can find out the movements of Tianyan Kingdom from time to time. and the whereabouts of the enemy."

Gu Xifei said: "Your Majesty is wise."

Wei Siying sneered: "So this time Lu Fan attacked the widow, you must have expected it."

Gu Xifei also replied calmly: "Yes."

Wei Siying turned his back and stood with his hands behind his back: "Lu Fan has mastered the secret of suppressing the dragon cable, which can strengthen the power of the dragon cable, which is a serious problem for the dragon clan. And you are familiar with the secrets of the monster clan, so this time you will use the secret of the widow As bait, Lu Fan was hooked and killed in Lingcang Mountain.

But you were afraid that Daoist He would die immediately after Lu Fan died, so you refused to let yourself be charged with killing him. You also found out that Yuan Li was the master of Ziyun, and you knew that the widow did not have any worries about his life, so you procrastinated all the way You refused to rescue him, and you didn't show up in time until the widows killed Lu Fan.Military division, you are really good at calculating, is the widow right? "

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Gu Xifei knelt down again, prostrated himself on the ground and said, "My lord... I'm guilty."

Wei Siying turned his head, looked carefully at Gu Xifei at his feet, and asked, "If Hongying is alive, what should you do for doing this?"

Gu Xifei's body visibly froze, and he said: "When Emperor Hongying was alive, there was no Zhenlong Suo in this world. What the Holy Majesty asked, my subordinate...I don't know how to answer."

Wei Siying bent down, stretched out his hand, and pulled Gu Xifei up from the ground with his own hands, and said, "Although you have selfish thoughts about this widow, you are loyal to the Dragon Clan. I promise you to make up for your mistakes. Since you can use pills to hang any The Daoist has a living soul, and he must know some methods of healing, military advisor, is this widow right?"

Gu Xifei's body trembled slightly, he took three steps back, lowered his head and said, "My lord, there is the Hidden Shadow Valley in the Northern Wilderness, and in the valley there is a divine bird that can restore the spiritual power of Chi Lingyu. And under the deep valley, there is a land of reincarnation. Secret, the subordinates are willing to go with the saint, why the Taoist priest is looking for life."

Wei Siying nodded with a smile, turned around and walked towards Longta He Jiyou again, his face was full of tiredness, he closed his eyes and said, "Go down."

The sleeping hall became quiet, and An Rui's voice seemed to come from beyond the barrier of the sea of ​​clouds, and then disappeared soon.

The vast sea of ​​clouds, the loneliness is boundless.

Sitting on the edge, Wei Siying said, "Senior Brother He, do you know? In those years in the Shangzhi Hall, even though it was located on a snow-capped mountain, I never felt cold, not because of the hot soup and rice, but because Someone gave me all the warmth."

"Senior Brother He, I must heal you well, so as not to make Senior Sister feel sad..."

There are few planets outside the window, and the moon is also covered by thick clouds.

Wei Siying stood up and left He Jiyou's side.

There were unfinished chess pieces on the table by the window, which were left by him and Xiao Xuanzi before he left, and he walked over slowly.

As soon as he landed on the table, a figure in white clothes came out from the room. Wei Siying knew it was Xiao Xuanzi, so he didn't lift his eyelids, but just focused on the broken chess.

Xiao Xuanzi was wearing a bronze mask, and his tall figure was almost exactly the same as Mo Xuanfang's. Wei Siying caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help tightening his heart, but the usual gentle aura did not match Mo Xuanfang's indifference. It's two people.

Xiao Xuanzi sat down quietly opposite Wei Siying, fiddled with the chess pieces as usual, and rearranged the battle situation.

His fingers are as long and slender as that person's, and they move flexibly on the black chessboard. Wei Siying raised his eyes to look at the mask, thinking that the traces of slapping him before should have disappeared, but he didn't know if the face under the mask had ever complained. ?

The two played chess by the window, Xiao Xuanzi's chess skills became more and more sophisticated, but he still couldn't speak. Wei Siying was worried about He Jiyou and felt restless, but he lost to him.

Xiao Xuanzi thoughtfully handed over a cup of hot tea, Wei Siying took the cup from his fingertips, the tea was steaming, but only his own face was seen in the clear green tea, reflected in the empty bedroom.

In the distant and vast Zeyunjuli, he never felt lonely, and the fairy in white gave him all the company.

Tea steam made his eyes red. He put the teacup on the table, curled his index finger slightly, and the picture scroll lying in the desk drawer flew out.

Hongying on the picture scroll still has wild eyebrows and eyes, and the wind is shining like the moon. The poem in the upper right corner is also like yesterday's new title. Mo Xuanfang's fairy handwriting makes the picture scroll always fresh.

Wei Siying stared at the scroll, his eyes gradually lost.

Xiao Xuanzi walked behind Wei Siying, but without his order, he stretched out his arms and gently hugged him.

Wei Siying's eyelashes trembled, and he stretched out his hand to slowly catch the hand that was holding her, holding the plain white that only existed in the dream.

However, what is within reach is not the heart-pounding warmth, but the ice-like coolness.

Stones cannot be warmed, and even Yue Lark can't help.

Just like the person he holds in his heart will become cold one day.

Wei Siying stood up suddenly, pushed Xiao Xuanzi away, and saw him lying on the ground curled up, Wei Siying felt a bit of relief in his heart, glanced coldly, passed him, and walked out of the bedroom quickly.

Hastily dealt with some palace affairs, and three days later, Wei Siying took Gu Xifei and An Rui out of Yichang City.

They will first go to the Yanyi country in the southeast to form an alliance with the monster clan, and then lead the way by the high priest of the monster clan, and rush to the northern wilderness by a shortcut.

Unexpectedly, when they rushed to Yanyi, they heard that the high priest Xing Lian had gone to Lingcang Mountain, saying that he saw a sign of blood in the Lingcang Mountain Range.

But when he came back, he brought back an injured man. He said that this man was a Ziyun sect disciple who knew Long Jun well, and his name was Yuan Li.

Wei Siying's expression was unkind, and he secretly scolded the high priest for meddling in his own business, but after all, this is the territory of the monster clan, and the relationship between the three parties is very complicated. If he directly reveals that Yuanli is the Ziyun lord, Mo Xuanfang, how many more lives will he have? somethin'.