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"As I said, since he decided to do this, the ending has been doomed." Jun Shangqing poured the remaining wine in the wine gourd on the ground in front of the tomb, "Xiao Meiren, according to your instructions, the few pieces on your stele This word is written by myself. Soon, Jingshan Mountain will be closed, and no one will disturb your tranquility. I will accept your lotus flower. Every year during the Qingming Festival, there are too many people. In July and a half, I will give it to you. Put a light on, this time, if you can't find your way, don't blame me."

"Xiao Yichen~~~, just leave like this, heaven is jealous of talents, heaven is jealous of talents!" Kong Wuli let go of his voice and began to cry, Yu Jianxin also knelt in front of the tomb.

Jun Shangqing still walked back staggeringly: "Miss Xiao, you were famous all your life, but in the end you died without a whole body. Could it be that you have been against God for a long time, and God took you in because he didn't like you."

Jun Shangqing went to the wine cellar and carried a jar to get drunk tonight. Quacks don't cry over graves, they just persuade people to look away. Beauty Xiao, will you come over tonight and get drunk with me.

Fu Zihan stood outside the palace gate, looking at the mountains in the distance, shaking the folding fan in his hand, the emotion in his eyes was dim, and asked, "Is the newborn dragon vein a gift from you?"

Tuoba Zishu came out with a letter: "Master Xueyi, the Tianwei Army led by Hero Xueyi has met with the main force of the second brother."

"Your Majesty, this matter should be announced to the whole country."

Tuoba Zishu knew that what Fu Zihan was talking about was that this morning, someone sent the official seal of the general and the commander to the palace together with a letter, but: "When this battle is over, I will give you the most solemn funeral. Before that, National Teacher, let's go to Changtian Qiushui."

"Yes, I obey the order."

Xue Yi's hand wiping the knife hesitated for a moment. Since yesterday, the uninterrupted thought connection between him and Xiao Yichen was broken, not deliberately, but disappeared.

There is only one possibility in this situation, Xiao Yichen, died, really died.

Xue Yi took back the Silver Wing Knife and quickly disappeared in place.

Fulong Mountain was in a mess, with burn marks everywhere. A huge pit ran through the entire Fulong Mountain. Xue Yi didn't even think about it, she jumped down directly.

When we got inside, we realized how big the pit was. Xue Yi frantically searched for it inside. The burst of true energy scattered and impacted, causing the earth and rocks around the deep pit to loosen. Xue Yi's sharp animal eyes shone golden light in the dust, trying to find The trace left by Xiao Yichen, even a piece of clothing is fine.

The qin without strings emitted a cold light at the bottom of the cave, and the sandalwood that was as light as floating came. Xue Yi appeared next to the qin without strings, stretched out his hand, and pulled out the qin with five strings broken.

No, there is no internal force left on the stringless zither, that is to say, when the earth veins erupted, Xiao Yichen had no kung fu to resist at all. There was no bone residue, and it was true that everyone who was dealt with by Xiao Yichen would scold him, he would die a terrible death, and his body would be smashed to pieces.

The interlayer of Qin is where Xiao Yichen used to leave clues. This time, Xue Yi only found a piece of paper, to be precise, it was a suicide note.

"Xue Yi, if you see this letter, then Xiao must have already agreed to the sentence that he will be smashed to pieces and die a terrible death."

After Xiao's death, Emperor Wei will definitely contact his younger brother, and Yu Ziqing is unparalleled, so his younger brother will not confront him head-on, but chooses to deal with Emperor Wei. Yu Ziqing will not stop a wise general from attacking the road back to Wei.

At this time, Fu Zihan and Yu Ziqing's position is clear, the power of Wei State will become their chessboard, and Fu Zihan's goal is not Wei State, the people who need the most attention are Beiyan and Prince Wushuang.

Please tell Jun Shangqing's friend, and ask him to avoid contact with people from Jiangnan Confucianism and Wulin League, in case of accidents.

Nan Yan and Xia Guo are eyeing each other fiercely, and you, the hero Xue Yi, follow the princess of the Tianwei army to prevent a full-scale war in the Central Plains.

If everything is over and the general trend of the Central Plains has been decided, please heroes turn back to Changtian Qiushui, Xiao has asked his friends to set up a tombstone for Xiao. '

In a rage, Xue Yi threw the guqin in her hand: "The omnipotent martial artist is just a joke."

Finally returned to Changtian Qiushui before sunset, the strong wind blew on his face and caused pain, Xueyi seemed to have never heard of pain, Xueyi never knew what pain felt like, all he knew was that the man with a wicked smile on his face, Lied to myself again.

Xue Yi found the tombstone in the corner of the backyard. He calculated the situation after his death, calculated what they all needed to do, and finally asked Xue Yi to guard the tomb for him.

"Xiao Yichen." Xue Yi looked at the unburned incense on the ground, "Xiao Yichen, aren't you very capable? Didn't you tell me that you are omnipotent? Now, get up and answer me, get up!"

The powerful air current swept all directions, destroying all the surrounding plants, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, Xue Yi knew that for Xiao Yichen and himself, there would be no tomorrow in the world.

In another cave in Changtian Qiushui Houshan, there is a huge tombstone with the inscription 'Tomb of Fu Tuobatao's Tomb of Wife Xu Qingcheng'.

This is the first meeting between the two, and it is also the beginning of everything. There is a beautiful name here, "Canghai", where the sunset and the moon are born, and countless time flies by. Here, it is all dream bubbles. A leaf falling into the soil is the end of a cycle. , but also the beginning of a new cycle.