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He Jingshuo looked down, his whole body was cleaner than washing, except...

His eyes fell on the long spear in his hand. It was in Wei Linggong's arsenal, and it must be worth a few dollars.

He respectfully handed over the spear in his hand,

"Second officials, do you think this gun is okay? I don't have any coils on me, only this thing is left."

The two soldiers took a look at the guns, gave each other a wink, and waved at He Jingshuo.

"go in."

He Jingshuo entered the city with great gratitude. As soon as he entered the city, he saw lanterns and festoons in the city, colorful silk hanging everywhere, and happy characters pasted on the front of every house.

He knocked on doors from house to house for a long time, but he didn't see anyone. Finally, he caught a passerby on the street and asked impatiently,

"Is there any happy event in this city? Why is it everywhere..."

He pointed to the colorful lanterns hanging in front of every house.

The pedestrian looked very kind, and explained to He Jingshuo with a smile,

"I don't know, my little brother. The city lord in this city is having a happy event today, so the whole city is decorated with lights and festoons. Your white clothes are not festive, so you should change them quickly, so as not to cause trouble."

When He Jingshuo heard this, his heart went cold, it couldn't be so fast, could it?

"Thank you, little brother. I just don't know where the city lord's mansion is. I want to ask for a drink."

The pedestrian smiled,

"You are clever, just go straight on this road, the most elegant one is."

He Jingshuo hurriedly thanked him, and walked towards the city along the green brick road, and soon, he saw a magnificent front door, with the words "City Lord's Mansion" written on it.

Black lacquered gold nails, copper rings for animal heads, and dozens of guards standing at the door, all in silver armor and with dignified weapons.

As soon as He Jingshuo stood still at the door, he saw a person hurriedly walking out, dressed in black veil, with a graceful figure.

The man stepped forward and grabbed He Jingshuo and pulled him into the city lord's mansion.

He Jingshuo recognized Xiao Hei through the veil,

"Xiao Hei, what happened?"

Xiao Hei's eyes were slightly red, and he grabbed He Jingshuo who rushed in, his voice choked with sobs,

"The general won't let me see brother Wei, come in quickly and have a look."

He Jingshuo was originally worried that Wei Linggong would be unfavorable to Wei Junxing, but now he was even more worried after hearing what Xiao Hei said.

"Walk."

He Jingshuo followed Xiao Hei quickly through the red-painted corridor to the front of the main hall. The castellan's mansion was decorated with carved beams and painted buildings, glazed cornices, and bright red hexagonal palace lanterns hung everywhere.

It's just that the entire city lord's mansion decorated with lights is quiet everywhere, and what's even more weird is that the gate, eaves, and even the windows of the main hall are all entangled by vines.

At this time, the vines were growing crazily from the ground one by one, covering the entire hall layer by layer. As the vines grew, bursts of black smoke transpired, surrounding the entire hall.

Xiao Hei grabbed He Jingshuo, who was about to step forward to check, and shot at him. He Jingshuo saw that Xiao Hei's arm was wrapped in a cloud of black air, and his entire arm was black.

"He Jingshuo, quickly think of a way. Brother Wei was brought in by Duke Ling of Wei. No one can get in. This black gas is poisonous."

He Jingshuo looked at the main hall that was steaming with black mist, as if there was a furnace burning in the ground, trying to burn the whole hall.

When he entered the city, his gun was gone, and he had no weapon on him. How can we save Wei Junxing in the current situation?

He Jingshuo broke free from Xiao Hei and took a step forward. As soon as his hand touched the cane, the icy chill soaked into the marrow of his bones. He gritted his teeth and pulled hard, but the cane was so tough that it couldn't be pulled at all.

The black air coiled around his body like a snake and crawled up. He wanted to let go, but he heard a painful moan from the main hall, which seemed to be Wei Junxing's voice.

He Jingshuo clutched the cane in a state of anxiety, and was helpless, so he let go of his voice and shouted loudly,

"Wei Linggong, what do you want? Wei Linggong, come out, you can't treat Wei Junxing like this, he was injured just to save you, Wei Linggong?"

Xiao Heiyan saw the black air wrapped around He Jingshuo's arm and was about to penetrate into his body. She rushed forward, forcibly tore He Jingshuo away, and dragged her into the yard.

"Don't be like this, brother Wei has an accident, you can't get involved too."

Seeing that He Jingshuo's expression was wrong, her already nervous heart sank to the bottom, she begged to the hall covered with vines,

"General, Brother Wei came back here because of me. He is a good man. Don't treat him like this, General?"

The vines grew wildly, wrapping the entire hall tightly. The armor had been replaced in the room, and Wei Linggong, who was dressed in red gauze, turned a deaf ear to the shouts from outside.

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his eyes looked obsessively at Wei Junxing who was also dressed in red on the bed.

After waiting for so long, it was finally him.

Wei Linggong raised his hands high above his head, and closed them in the middle. The whole hall suddenly became dark, and the rattan completely sealed the room.

He waved his hand, burning red candles all around, and the room covered with red curtains felt a little warm for a while.

There are only them left here, and no one will bother them again.

He walked towards the person lying on the bed step by step. The person seemed to be sleeping restlessly, whispering softly,

"Don't go, don't go..."

He stretched out his hand to caress Wei Junxing's face, and his expression became gentle. How long has he been looking forward to getting along with this person?

2000 years?

He doesn't even remember how much time has passed, he only remembers that this longing has penetrated into his bones and blood, making him unable to break away from reincarnation no matter what.

The pain was like a knife cutting fire, and Wei Junxing's forehead was already covered with streams of cold sweat. He tightly covered the wound on his left arm with his right hand, and saw all the people kneeling on the ground.

The first person raised his head, and it was He Jingshuo's lingering face, but there was no smile on his face, and he was a hundred times more painful than Wei Junxing himself.

"Your Highness, let's go, if you don't go, it will be too late."

Wei Junxing just looked at that face, and the pain in his body disappeared a bit, but he shook his head very resolutely,

"Wei Guo is dead, how long can I live?"

"Your Highness..."

The man's voice was sad, but helpless.

Wei Junxing's heart ached for a while, and he couldn't help but wanted to stand up and hug the man in his arms, but with so many eyes looking at him all around, he couldn't do anything, and he didn't dare to do anything.

He just looked at the man reluctantly, and said softly,

"No need to say much."

The kneeling man gritted his teeth and stood up. Only then did Wei Junxing see clearly that his clothes were not the light gauze popular in the Wei state, but the coarse cloth short clothes of the Qin state.

Why doesn't he go with him?Could it be that their separation means that heaven and man are separated forever, and that they will never see each other again.

But obviously he betrayed him, why can't he hate him?

The man's eyes darkened, he gritted his teeth and turned around,

"The subordinate has retired."