Purple Qi Donglai

The cold wind was bleak, and chattering white snow drifted slightly against the cold wind, covering the mane on Ping Yun's forehead. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, looking at the figure that was getting closer, and then he lowered his head and groaned, The warm breath sprinkled on Su Yu's hands, Su Yu just regained consciousness,

Yu Yang took the rein from Su Yu's hand, raised his eyes and looked at the generous plaque.The three big characters in gold gilt appeared in the eyes awe-inspiringly. Looking at the white snow in front of him, it made this grand and magnificent palace feel a little sad.

"Su Yu, take good care of her. If this king dies on the battlefield, don't let her come looking for me. If she wants to leave, just let her go." Next to the belly of the horse, and then pulled back suddenly.

Strands of blue silk fluttered with the cold wind, and the plain white figure gradually disappeared from sight with the roar of the horse, but the red square scarf was particularly dazzling, reflected in the depths of Su Yu's eyes for a long time, until The redness completely dissipated in the wind and gradually blurred

The sound of the horse's hooves gradually drifted outside the city, and it was only then that he stabilized the horse.

Standing opposite Yu Yang, the man in a black shirt suddenly took a few steps forward, his long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a sense of chill and anger, and then met those cold and indifferent eyes.

"Prince Zong, the lonely king has been waiting for you for a long time. Since you slaughtered me all over the city two years ago, the lonely king promised that one day, he would kill you with his own hands, sacrifice to my northern city, and sacrifice the souls of my soldiers." The man His lower lip turned white from being bitten, and gradually became a little bloodshot. The fist in his hand was clenched tightly in the palm of his hand, and the joints also changed from red to white gradually. His eyes were full of anger and there was a little bloodshot on the white of the eyes. A pair of turbid angry eyes filled with exhaustion,

Yu Yang sneered, and then looked at the scarlet on the ground, with corpses strewn all over the field, the soldiers who followed him to fight all over the world are now falling at his feet, once he used to fight to stop the war to protect them for life, but now But he watched them fall one by one in front of his eyes.

The cold wind blows on the face, strands of blue silk blowing on the face, revealing a deep sadness, the cold air is filled with rancid blood, and mixed with a little breath of death in the nose, the heart trembles involuntarily, the eyes are full of sourness, Meaning of sadness.

"If it's a fight, it's a happy one. You've lived half your life in vain, and you must have raised enough soldiers and horses. It's a pity that the two generals under your command are not consummate in martial arts. If they compete with this king, it will be a test of my king's face." , Ji Peng, if you are tall, you should fight with me."

The black iron sword held in Yuyang's hand shone slightly coldly in the white snow, his cold eyes were filled with the intent of killing, the corners of his mouth curled up, and then a smile broke out. sarcasm,

Before Ji Peng could speak, his black soap boots leaped lightly against the wind, and the black iron sword stabbed straight at Ji Peng with a slight cold light.

The black copper hammer was placed on the armor on his chest, his body leaned down slightly, and his toes touched the snow. He put the center of gravity of half of his body on his feet, leaned over and hung in mid-air, the sound of black iron and copper hammer colliding. The touch also gradually made the sound of metal and bronze rubbing against each other. The muffled sound was mixed with crisp sound. For a while, the dust flew, the black iron sword swung, and the silk snowflakes gradually split into two halves, making a slight trembling sound. Then it fell silently.

The black and white intertwined robe let the cold wind blow, but it couldn't tolerate the chattering, crystal clear,

"Yuyang, the lonely king wants you to die without a place to bury you. Even if you sacrifice the dead soul of the lonely king, the lonely king will have no regrets, hahahaha, no regrets." Ji Peng's eyes were full of anger, spreading along the blue veins When he debuted bloodshot, he looked like a demon in purgatory, wanting to take his life and sacrifice to the world.

Ji Peng swung his hand back, and then the black sword rain followed the chattering white snow, and flew towards Yuyang fiercely. When it struck, scarlet blood gushed out from the chest, the black iron sword was inserted into the ground with one hand, kneeling deeply in the white snow, patches of scarlet were stained on the back of Baijiu's hands, and the scattered black hair flowed down the sweat , Blood and water sticking to his face, he barely supported his body, leaning on the hilt of the sword with one hand, still looking at Ji Peng coldly, with a constant cold smile on his face, until the traces of scarlet soaked through the plain white A large piece of bright red covered a piece of white under the knees,

A trace of scarlet blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth, scorching and shining on his pale face.

The red light that hovered over the city for a long time drifted out of the city in an instant, the air was gradually lightly fragrant, and the fragrance of phoenix flowers slowly lingered in his nose, his eyes were filled with crystals, and his throat was a little bloody Intertwined, choked up and unable to speak for a while, he had to choke thousands of words in his throat, melt them in his heart, and finally melt them into crystals. He knew that Su Yu couldn't stop her, but he really didn't want to let her go. He saw his killing aura and his current embarrassment.

"Jiu'er, I'm sorry, this life is destined for you and me. If there is an afterlife, I will protect your safety forever."

He barely supported himself up, the hand holding the sword hilt was slightly tightened, his long and narrow eyes were slightly squinted, and there was a cold wind, and he flew up. With the last bit of strength in his body, the cold light from his long and narrow eyes gradually melted on the hilt of the sword, and then along the blade of the sword, a white light overflowed and stabbed at Ji Peng, "

Ji Peng stared wide-eyed at the figure that was gradually approaching him, and then a sharp pain came from his chest, and then a strange smile appeared on his ferocious face, and tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

"Gu Wang, after all...I lost to you after all...Yuyang, Gu Wang are not reconciled, not reconciled!" After a long sigh, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and Ji Peng gradually lowered his head, And the thousands of soldiers and horses behind him were all terrified and fled in all directions.

The cold wind is bleak, and the sound of death is heard in the ear, and the cold wind whistling to the ear actually brings her voice,

That year in the scorching peach forest, he held hands with her to enjoy the peach blossoms in the sky,

That year under the locust tree, he and her intertwined and talked to each other from the bottom of their hearts,

That year, next to the smoke from the kitchen, he and her shared a plate of Qingsi handwashing soup,

That year, among the remote mountains and rivers, he walked barefoot with her across the mountains and rivers.

Under the wisps of white clouds that year, he knew that she had cultivated for thousands of years and was forever obsessed,

The white robe was blown by the cold wind, his whole body was gradually filled with pale white light, and he saw a plain pink figure in a trance, she came after all,

"Donghua," Feng Jiu hugged his body heavily, the pink dress lightly brushed his face, and tears welled up in his eyes, dripping down on his pale cheeks,

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, just like the warm smile on the corner of his mouth when he gently comforted her crying under the warm sun at first. "

His eyelids became heavier, and then he closed them gently, but he couldn't hold her hand again, and called her "Jiuer",

Pale white light overflowed from his body, but it dissipated without a trace in just a moment, as if his body was taken away by the breeze, just like the original him who never came or left,

The hand embracing him paused in the air for a moment, and the crystals gradually dripped onto the dress, and some water splashed out. Her eyes were all gloomy, defeated,

The familiar breath gradually lingered in her nose, she suddenly raised her eyes, but saw that ray of white light in the sky above, which was also the only remaining soul of him.

The air is gradually filled with the scent of white sandalwood, and the light white light intertwined with the dazzling red light slowly rises into the sky, and then gradually melts into the clouds.