Qie Shi Tian Xia Chapter 46: Trying hard to find a crack

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"When you break out, depending on the speed of the Mo Yuqi, you should have arrived by then. You will join the Mo Yuqi, and then wipe out from the periphery. Combining the strength of the two armies, you will surely annihilate the Imperial Guard in one fell swoop! "

In the entire battle, this is Feng Xiyun's fourth step and the final step to win. However, when Lin Ji finally left, Feng Xiyun gave him another order, "If the end of Mo Yu riding the ugly is still not here, then you must not act rashly, and you must wait until Yin Shi three moments before you can act!" /

Feng Xiyun and Feng Lanxi, the two of them are among the three kings of troubled times, they are the highest and most shining figures in the troubled times of the end of the East, and their marriage contract adds to their legendary life This is the most magnificent stroke, has always been praised for future generations, and is recognized as the most perfect combination in troubled times. Compared with the pure heroes and beauties of Dynasty and Hua, they are the perfect match of dragon and phoenix among people.

But this last command, this night in Luoying Mountain, cast a shadow on their perfection. In later generations, those who adore them incomparably often miss this stroke, but some people just and ruthlessly ask: Are the Qing Wang and Yong Wang really as affectionate as the legend? The order of Luoying Mountain, the battle of Luoying Mountain, both sides clearly had temptation and suspicion!

The historians will not spend time and energy to verify the relationship between Feng Xiyun and Feng Lanxi. They only pay attention to the achievements of the two kings and their contributions to future generations, so this is a dark and cold mystery, but This did not affect the admiration and admiration of later generations, but only made them feel more mysterious. It made them generate all kinds of doubts and various beautiful hypotheses around this mystery, thus composing one after another "Legend of Dragon and Phoenix". .

Feng Xiyun had various plans and plans for the Battle of Luoying Mountain, but there was one point that she did not count in the whole plan, that is, her troops and the Fengyun Qi created by her hand Love, so that countless heroic souls fell in the Luoying Mountain, making her regret it all her life!

Many of the soldiers of Fengyunqi are orphans. They were rescued by Feng Xiyun from disasters in various states in more than ten years, from the cold temples on the streets, and from those man-made disasters and violence... …They have no relatives, no home, and no country! There is only one person in their hearts, and that is their Lord! They don't fight for the country, they don't fight for the people of the world, they only fight for Feng Xiyun!

When the crimson flames on the Luoying Peak soared into the sky, the Fengyunqi who broke through the mountain looked up at the top of the mountain in disbelief. When they came back to their senses, they all looked at the main general Lin in unison. Ji. At that moment, Lin Ji looked at the top of the peak with a shocked face, and the longbow in her hand had fallen to the ground.

"General." The soldiers of Fengyunqi awakened their chief general.

Lin Ji returned to his senses, looking around, all the soldiers' eyes were hot and anxious!

His hands were raised high, and his voice spread to all directions with a heavy and resolute voice: "Kirou, let's go to the Savior!"

"Yes!" Tens of thousands of soldiers responded.

Countless silver figures rushed towards Luoying Mountain at a speed beyond ordinary people.

Lord, please forgive Lin Ji for disobeying your order. But even if you are punished by you, and even if you have tried her life, Lin Ji will also save you! In Lin Ji's heart, in the hearts of all our Fengyunqi fighters, you are more important than this world!

The picturesque rivers and mountains, the wolf smoke pales.

Golden Ge and Iron Horse, vying for the ups and downs.

Relying to the sky with the long sword, Zhongxiao dance, oath to repair the sky!

Tianmaxi comes, all for turning clouds.

Hold the tiger symbol and carry the jade dragon,

The feather arrow shot through, the vast mountains are missing!

The Taoist man is dead-hearted.

Blood wash the mountains and rivers, the grass covers the white remains,

Don't be afraid of dust and ashes, loyalty reflects Qingming!

The majestic and heroic singing sounded in the Luoying Mountain, and the grandeur and majesty seemed to shock the night sky, echoing in the midair, awakening everything in the world, and shocking the standing guards.

"Feng Xiyun was able to write such a majestic song as a woman, respectable, sigh!" Dong Shufang listened to the song that was getting closer and closer, and his condensed eyebrows couldn't help flying. At the scene, a sense of pride filled his chest, "You are not afraid of'grass covering the white corpse', you will want to be'reduce your heart'!"

"General, Fengyun rides up!" Le Yuan came to report in a panic.

"After finally breaking through, I didn't rush for my life, and instead besieged up the mountain." Dongshu stood on the top of the second petal, watching from a high altitude the mountain is like a silver tide quickly rising up the wind and cloud ride, "just to save Is this person in the fire? Really stupid!"

"General, we..." Le Yuan had no ambitions at this time. The series of setbacks in the Luoying Mountain had completely wiped out his fighting spirit, and he only hoped to leave early. "We might as well concentrate on attacking the mountain from the southwest. Well, it will definitely be able to break through successfully."

"General Le, are you scared?" Dongshu glanced at Le Yuan, staring sharply at his fearful and pale face, "Feng Xiyun's subordinates risked death to go up the mountain to rescue her. , Is this general so weak and incompetent, wanting to flee? Thirty thousand wind and cloud riders dared to go up the mountain, don’t our 70,000 guards even have the courage to confront each other?"

"No...it's not..." Le Yuan replied loudly.

"Passing the order!" Dong Shufang no longer looked at him, and his rude voice rang from the top of the petals, spreading throughout the Luoying Mountain, "The whole army is fighting! In the Luoying Mountain, I can only save one with Fengyun!"

"Yes!"

The brown flood rushed down from the top of the petals, facing the silver turbulent wave that hit the straight upwards. Under the hazy moonlight, on that maroon falling flower, countless blood-colored roses bloomed and turned into bursts of dense The rose rain fell, dyed the petals bright red, and under the moonlight, there was a frightening light!

On the petal top, on the petal wall, in the petal path, countless swords intersect, countless spears and guns strike, countless arrows and shields meet each other...

The imperial guards rushing down from the top of the petals, when the Dongda general's order was issued, they had no way of retreating, only rushing forward with all their strength! They want to break out and wipe out all the enemies! Only by killing all the enemies in front, only by stepping on their corpses and blood, can they have a way out!

The wind and clouds riding up from the mountain, their lord is still on the mountain, their lord is still in the fire, they want to save their lord! This is their only purpose, this is the only reason they fight for it, and this is their motivation for selfless charge! The fire is still burning, and every time a grain of fine sand leaks in the hourglass, the sword in the hands of the Fengyun Cavalier warrior will slash at the enemy with more force! Kill all the enemies in front, sweep all the obstacles in the road ahead, they are going to save their Lord!

In terms of combat effectiveness, Fengyun Cavalry is better than the Guards, but the number of the Guards is far greater than Fengyun Cavalry. This is a battle of great disparity in strength! It's just... one to survive, one to save, the wills of both sides are driven to desperation, and they both rush forward desperately, and each other uses all their strength to wield the sword in their hands... The limbs are full of petals. The wall, the head rolled down the top of the valve, and the body was filled with petals. This is a tragic and tragic battle!

Blood flowed into rivers and seas, and countless lives disappeared in a screaming roar, whether it was the Janissaries or the wind and cloud riders... The silver tide and the brown flood have merged, melted, turned into a crimson torrent, full of The whole Luoying Mountain...

"Great...Great General...this...this..." Le Yuan tremblingly watched the battle below, such a tragic scene that he had never seen in his life, who was holding the imperial capital. He just blinked, but there was promise. Many people fell, and the blood spurted out, as if it would be spilled head-on, causing him to close his eyes involuntarily.

Dong Shu glanced at Le Yuan, his eyes with deep disdain and sadness.

"General Le, the battlefield has been like this since ancient times. Victory is made by the fusion of blood and life!" He drew out his long knife and waved his wrist. "Kirō, you will kill with me!"

The scarlet cloak was flying behind him, and the moon-shaped long knife was shining in front of him. The head of the Imperial Guard had personally rushed into the battle. In an instant, the ten thousand soldiers behind him roared and rushed out. The fierce fighting wind and cloud ride...

When countless guards rushed down the mountain, a long roar suddenly sounded in the sea of ​​fire of Luoying Peak. The roar was clear and long, penetrating the tidal sound of fighting in the mountain, and reaching the sky!

"It's the Lord! It's the Lord! The Lord is still alive!"

The long whistle made Fengyunqi in the hard struggle refreshed, wiped the blood from his face, swiped the big knife in his hand, "Brothers, let's go to the Savior!"

And when the long howl broke, a red shadow suddenly flew above the fire peak. In the sky full of clouds and scarlet flames, the phoenix resembling a fierce cremation, filled with crimson light. Rushing out of the sea of ​​flames, flying high into the sky, passing over the lake... While the guards at the lakeside were still stunned, a silver rainbow in the blazing scarlet light pierced the sky from the sky... the head flew into the air. , I can still see a white dragon whistling wildly in mid-air, sweeping in circles, countless companions being swept into mid-air, and then falling silently...

DaDaDa...

The dense and compact sound of horseshoes seemed to come from outside the sky, breaking through the sky-shaking sound of killing, bursts of thunder, awakened the two armies in the fight, the sword kept swinging down, and the footsteps I kept moving forward, but at the same time thought in my mind, is it Mo Yuqi coming?

Such thoughts made Fengyun Cavalry more powerful and made the Guards even more timid!

The sound of horse hooves approached. It came from the southwest of the plain. In the dim sky, with the sound of hooves, the silver cavalry imitated from the sky, and the armor reflected dazzling light in the night light. The phoenix flag is flying in the night sky... Is this... Feng Yunqi? But-why is there still a Fengyun ride? But this is not the time to consider this issue!

Some of the two armies fighting on the top of the first petal and the wall of the petal have involuntarily turned their heads to look at the cavalry that rushes quickly. When the distance is getting closer and closer, the person in front can be seen clearly, The soldiers on Fengyunqi couldn't help but blurt out: "It's General Qi! It's General Qi Shu!"

"General Qi Shu is here!" The shout spread throughout Luoying Mountain, like a huge force injected into the body of Fengyunqi in the mountain, making them not only refreshed, but also unstoppable! However, the guards who fought hard, their hearts trembled, their hands slid, and their heads were cut off by the Fengyun Riding Warrior!

The rider at the forefront was General Fengyunqi Qi Shu, while riding side by side with him were four young men of equal age and wearing silver suits. When approaching the foot of the mountain, the four of them jumped directly from their horses to Luoying Mountain. A few of them were on the top of the petals. Only this hand is enough to show that their martial arts are far better than the top masters on the rivers and lakes. They kept flying straight to the Fallen Peak. The guards who tried to stop on the way turned into ghosts under the sword!

The newly arrived Fifty Thousand Wind and Cloud Cavalier, under the command of Qi Shu, rushed towards Luoying Mountain. The two armies that had been in a stalemate suddenly changed. The Imperial Guard was in a struggling danger, and Feng Yunqi The fighting spirit is more intense, the offensive is more fierce, and the fallen are more soldiers with brown armor!

The fighting in the mountains is still going on. Neither the silver armor nor the brown armor has the intention to stop. It seems that they have a consensus at the beginning of this battle, that is-the last person standing is the winner! So no matter how many comrades fell, no matter how many enemies were hacked and killed, the survivors could only continue to move forward, or rush out of the encirclement, or kill all the enemies...

I don’t know how long it has passed. The moonlight has faded. The sky and the earth seem to be sinking into the deep lacquer curtain. At this time, the sound of horseshoes suddenly came from the northwest and northeast, near, near, that is... All soldiers in silver armor! That is Xu Yuan and Cheng Zhi!

"The general... Fengyun Qi... Fengyun Qi... a lot of support... We... we are trapped!" Le Yuan looked at the **** Dong Shufang, and looked at the corpse of the mountain. , Looking at the fewer and fewer imperial guards, looking at the more and more Fengyun rides, the voice hoarse and strenuous, it is a kind of extreme fear, "Great... Great general, we... let's escape! "

"General Le, are you scared?" Dong Shufang looked at Le Yuan calmly.

"Yes...yes..." Le Yuan swallowed, and at this time he didn't care what a shameful answer this was, "I...we shouldn't have come to crusade against the Azure King at all, we are not riding the wind at all. Opponent, this is your Majesty’s wrong decision...We..."

Dong Shufang listened calmly, the long knife in his hand hung on the ground, and said gently, "Since you are so scared, I will help you!"

As soon as the voice fell, before Le Yuan had time to understand what it meant, the blade flashed, and there was a pain in the front of his neck, and then he felt his mind lighten, and then he clearly saw his body fall...

"Your Majesty does not need a courtier like you!" Dong Shufang spit out these words gently.

He clenched the long knife in his hand, his gaze was like a torch, and he swept forward at Fengyunqi, striding forward. A Fengyunqi warrior swung his sword. His wrist raised, and instantly, the warrior's head Separated from the body. He went on walking without even looking, no matter who was walking in front of him, when the sword was raised, a shower of blood would spurt out, and then a corpse would fall down!

I don’t know how far I have traveled, or how many people have been killed. I just keep moving forward, swinging the knife, and then the surrounding sounds gradually become thinner and lower... Killed it all? Or was the Guards all killed by Fengyunqi? Those don't seem to be important, he just needs to go forward, kill all the people who are blocking, and then cut off Feng Xiyun's first level and return to the imperial capital, back to your majesty!

There was something shining ahead, the dazzling light flew through the air like electricity, and the scream of being cut by the wind, at that moment, he understood in a daze, at that moment, he suddenly smiled. As a military commander, Bento is like this! With his wrist raised, the long sword turned into a long rainbow and went straight away...Then he suddenly became sober, and he clearly saw that the long sword and the silver arrow were galloping in midair like electricity, crossing halfway...

Boom! He heard the sound clearly in his ears, but his body seemed to lose his feeling. Something oozes from the center of his eyebrows, flowing into his eyes, raising his hand to wipe it away, but he encountered a long arrow deeply embedded in his forehead! His body was leaning back, and all his strength seemed to be slowly pulling away. What he saw was the boundless sky, so wide and so dark! I vaguely felt that there seemed to be something falling in front, but it had nothing to do with him.

He fumbled and took out the paper edict from his arms. It was what His Majesty ordered to be handed over to the Qing King, but he had never had the opportunity to meet the Qing King and bestow the grace of His Majesty on her face to face, but he still had to Let her know, let her know that His Majesty is a kind and generous monarch.

Finger loosened, a gust of wind blew the edict on the ground, and it spread out in mid-air, but there was only one big "forgiveness" on the two-foot-square white paper!

Pardon?

Dong Shu put the corners of his lips together weakly, and suddenly understood at this moment, but... he seemed to have failed his Majesty's pains!

Pardon!

Your Majesty, regardless of whether the minister is defeated by Feng Xiyun or surrendered to Feng Xiyun, you will pardon the minister innocent.

Your Majesty, is this your will? But the minister does not need it! You are the only king of the minister!

"A Taoist man will die as iron. The blood washes the mountains and rivers, the grass covers the white corpses, is not afraid of dust and ashes, and the heart is reflected in the green!"

Dong Shufang whispered, his voice gradually lowered, and Luoying Mountain seemed to be silent.

"Your Majesty...Tao Ye..."

Dong Shufang, the last general of the Dadong Dynasty, closed his eyes at the end of the year on October 26th, 27th year of Jingyan. His last words are: Your Majesty, Tao Ye.

At that time, Emperor Jingyan was sitting in Dingtao Palace all night while Dong Taoye was at war with the dynasty.

For this apocalyptic general, later generations commented that he was "stubborn and short-sighted," but historians left the word "loyal" but no one refuted it.

The battle is coming to an end, and there are few survivors of the Janissaries in the Fallen Mountains, but the Qi Shu, Xu Yuan, and Cheng Zhi who finally met are not half excited. They looked at each other with anxious eyes. A general who can calm down to thousands of enemies, but at this time he can't conceal his inner panic.

The fire on the Fallen Peak gradually diminished, gradually extinguished... But what about the Lord? How about Jiurong? Where is Lin Ji? Why didn't you see one? Looking around, there are corpses everywhere, among them there are many warriors on the wind and clouds!

"Just dig up this mountain, and find them!" Cheng Zhi's voice was thick and dumb, his eyes avoided the two, and he swept forward, but the blood of the corpse mountain made his eyes tight. close!

Suddenly Xu Yuan's gaze froze, and then he walked quickly, but only halfway through, he stopped, as if there was something terrifying in front of him that made him afraid, and he didn't dare to move another half step. !

Qi Shu and Cheng Zhi were behind him, their original footsteps suddenly fell back, and suddenly they did not dare to approach him. After a while, the two men lifted their legs, which were like a thousand pounds, and walked slowly. Go, it seems to go slower, and the terrible things in the future will disappear. But the road at this moment is so short, no matter how long they delay, there will eventually be time to face it.

"Lin...Lin Ji..." Cheng Zhi's rough voice snapped halfway, his breathing was sudden, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably, and then his huge body folded, kneeling on the **** ground, holding his hands Hold your head, hold your head tightly...

"Ah!!!"

The sorrowful wailing sound resounded across the entire Luoying Mountain, and there were bursts of ear-piercing echoes.

Qi Shu and Xu Yuan, they did not howl, but their bodies seemed to be out of their control, and they knelt to the ground weakly.

"This won't be Lin Ji's." Xu Yuan, who has always been calm and rational, murmured, hoping to hear the negative answer.

However, there was no answer. Qi Shu just moved his knees mechanically. When he moved to the body, the man who had always been calm and steady also fell to the ground at this time, holding his fingers tightly, letting him be sharp. The rock cuts his palm!

The archer of Fengyun Riding, lying quietly on the ground, lying in his own blood, still holding the longbow tightly in his hands, but he can no longer open the bow and shoot arrows, a long knife It was cutting on his head. And not far from him, lying was General Dongshu Zhuangzhang, a silver arrow pierced his forehead!

The sound of ticking hoofs came again, and for a moment, the black army flew like a feather. Only Mo Yuqi with such speed in this world, but no one on the mountain was cheering for it. .

The battle is over, the companion of the mountain, the corpse of the mountain, full of loss, full of grief.

The Luoying Mountain became exceptionally quiet, there was no sound of swords, no shouts of killing, and no voices... Tens of thousands of people were here, but it was just a heavy silence.

The soldiers of the Moyu Riding were stunned at the scene in front of them. They were also soldiers walking on the battlefield of the sword rain, but the tragedy in front of them made their minds blank. What a scene like this Due to fierce fighting!

"Master, we are late!"

Duan Mu Wensheng and He Qishu looked at Feng Lan Xi in front of them, and then moved their eyes to Fengyun Riding on Luoying Mountain. At that moment, they felt a chill in their hearts for some reason.

"It's over..." Feng Lanxi's voice overflowed slightly unconsciously.

It's over...what's the end? Is the battle over, or is there something else over?

The sound of sparse horseshoes came, and I saw Yiqi coming from afar, with a man in Tsing Yi leaning on the horse's back.

"Yong Wang, where's Xi'er?" Jiuwei jumped off his horse awkwardly, panting and asking Feng Lanxi, he didn't know martial arts, nor was he good at riding, so he arrived now.

Feng Lan's face changed instantly when he heard the words, and the secluded eyes suddenly surged into the dark tide, and the body flew straight from the horse back to the mountain, as if a bunch of ink electricity was blinking.

Duanmu Wensheng and He Qishu hurriedly pursued them, and Jiuwei also ran up the mountain, but unfortunately he was thrown far away, who didn't understand light work.

But when they rushed to the first petal, the silhouette in front of them stopped them suddenly.

Qi Shu, Xu Yuan, and Cheng Zhi knelt down on the ground, lying silently among them.

Could it be...At that moment, a bitter cold hit Feng Lan's breath, causing him to sway, almost unable to stand.

Boom, boom, boom...

Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps in the extremely quiet mountain, as if every step was stepping on a rock, rising and down rhythmically, from far to near...

Dawn has risen in the east, and everything in the Luoying Mountain has gradually become clear. The silhouette of the people who walked down from the top of the second petal slowly walked into everyone’s sight, approaching step by step, seeing clearly little by little, the moment of seeing clearly , Everyone was shocked to breathe!

That person... that's a blood person!

From head to toe, from every strand of hair to every inch of skin, the color is bright red. It is the eyes that seem to be stained with blood, and the light emitted is red and cold, looking forward stupidly, as if ahead It's nothingness. Holding a long sword in his right hand, the sword has turned into a blood sword, the blood is still falling drop by drop, and the left hand is holding a long silk silk, which is also a blood silk, dragging long behind... Behind, four silver The samurai followed closely.

With the faint morning light behind her, this woman who walked out of a lake of blood will be called "Blood Phoenix" in the future because of this moment.

"Master!"

Qi Shu, Xu Yuan, and Cheng Zhi were mixed with joy and sorrow, and stood up to meet them. At that moment, tears gushed out uncontrollably. They wanted to say something, but their throat was blocked. Looking at their lord with tears, watching the king who returned safely!

Feng Xiyun finally moved his gaze to them, and then a cold and rhythmic voice sounded, "You are all here."

"Master, it's fine if you are fine." Cheng Zhi wiped the tears from his face and choked up.

"Well, I'm fine." Feng Xiyun nodded and seemed to smile, but the blood on her face couldn't make people see her expression clearly, "I'm just a little tired and want to sleep. ."

"Master."

Qi Shu and Xu Yuan stepped forward, but they only opened their mouths, but couldn't say any more.

Feng Xiyun turned his gaze, looked at them, then saw Lin Ji on the ground again, nodded slightly, "Lin Ji is tired too, he is asleep." His eyes turned again, and it fell on Jiu Wei On his body, he said softly, "Jiu Wei, Jiu Rong is also asleep in the cave. Will you go and hug him down?"

"Xi'er..." Jiu Wei's hair was cold.

Feng Xiyun didn't wait for him to finish, she looked at Cheng Zhi, "Cheng Zhi, I'm afraid that others will disturb Jiu Rong, so I put a stone at the entrance of the cave. Can you help Jiu Wei move it away? "

"Master..." Feng Xiyun's words and expression shocked Cheng Zhi.

"Jiu Rong actually loves cleanliness and doesn't like being touched casually." Feng Xiyun said to herself, "but Yu Jiuwei, you go to hug him, Cheng Zhi to move the stone, he must be willing. "

After that, she went down the mountain by herself. From beginning to end, she never glanced at Feng Lanxi, nor at the tens of thousands of Mo Yuqi standing in front of her.

In this battle at Luoying Mountain, the Azure King finally won, but this victory was obtained at an extremely expensive price. In this battle, she not only lost two beloved generals, but also lost 12,000 under her 30,000 riders! This battle is also the most difficult battle of Fengyunqi since its establishment, and also the battle with the largest casualties since the battle! The Janissaries were wiped out!

In the eyes of future historians, this battle is still a wonderful proof of Qing Wang as an outstanding military strategist. He used 30,000 soldiers to draw 70,000 troops in the mountains, repeatedly frustrated his spirit, reduced his strength, and then hidden in secret. The fifty thousand wind and cloud overridden the last elite of the Dadong Dynasty. The design of the whole strategy is quite perfect, and the tactics used are also exquisite and extraordinary, which is indeed worthy of the title of "Feng King Second".

The historian only calculated the final result. In their eyes, the more than 10,000 Fengyun Riders who lost their lives were just the necessary price to pay for the final victory. They didn't know how the death of these 10,000 lives was a painful blow to Feng Xiyun! They didn't know that the loss of these more than 10,000 lives would be equivalent to more than 10,000 wounds being cut on Feng Xiyun's body, bloody, and bones!

October 26th, Shen Shimo.

"Liu Yun, how is the Lord now?"

In the Azure King's account, Wu Mei, the attendant, asked Liu Yun softly.

Liu Yun condensed Liu Mei and shook her head worriedly, "The Lord will take a shower as soon as she comes back, but she has been soaking in the tub for nearly two hours, although I quietly changed the hot water to prevent her from catching cold, but soaking Being in the water for so long is not good for her health."

"What?" Wu Mei exclaimed, and she hurriedly covered her mouth, "Still soaking in the water, how can this be? I still think that the Lord is resting."

"The Lord may have fallen asleep in the tub." Liu Yun replied. Because she herself is not sure whether the Lord is really asleep, although every time she goes in to change the water, the Lord’s eyes are closed, but...

Suddenly there was a splash of water, and the two shook.

"The Lord is awake?"

Liu Yun and Wu Mei hurriedly walked inside.

"Master, you are awake!"

Feng Xiyun nodded indifferently.

Liu Yun and Wu Mei hurriedly helped her dry her body and put on her clothes. Feng Xiyun's eyes drooped slightly, and then condensed on her clothes. This is a silk shirt with a soft texture and as clean as snow. , This snowy white is dazzlingly white today.

"Where's the clothes?" she asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Wu Mei was startled, isn't she wearing it?

"Where is the lonely cloth?" Feng Xiyun asked again, her eyes sharpened.

"Does the Lord ask about the original clothes?" Liu Yun responded first, "I just gave Shaoyan to wash it..."

Before the words were finished, the sharp-edged eyes swept away, causing her words to get stuck in her throat.

"Who told you to wash it?"

With a yell, the two panic-stricken two had no time to answer, and the figure flashed before Feng Xiyun.

"Ah? Lord, you haven't gotten dressed yet!" Liu Yun hurried out, still holding the white royal robe in his hand, but rushed out of the tent, where I could see Feng Xiyun's shadow.

On that day, many soldiers witnessed the Qing King flying by in front of the camp with only a thin coat. So fast, so eager and panic, it made people think that something important was happening. , So the soldiers of Fengyunqi hurriedly reported to the three generals of Qi, Xu and Cheng, and the soldiers of Mo Yuqi hurriedly reported to King Yong.

The riverside Shaoyan looked at the pungent **** clothes in her hand, and then at the cold river water, she couldn't help but frown and sighed.

According to her, the clothes really don't need to be washed. How can they be washed clean with so much blood? The Lord does not lack clothes to wear. It is better to throw them away, and it can save her a lot of fatigue. But Master Liu Yun refused, saying that the Lord would definitely keep the clothes. Humph! She didn't believe it, it must be Master Liu Yun who deliberately embarrassed her because of her peeking at King Yong.

She resignedly picked up her blood coat and dipped it into the river. Before she touched the water, a chill had soaked her skin, which made her wince.

"Stop!"

A sudden humiliation came, and her hands shook with fright, and the **** clothes fell into the river. Before she had time to exclaim, the gust of wind swept across her ears, making her skin numb, and there was a flower in front of her. Something thumped into the water, and a white splash of water blinded her sight.

"Which daredevil!" Shaoyan cursed, raising her sleeves to wipe the water drops on her face, but when she saw her eyes clearly, she was dumbfounded, "Lord..."

Feng Xiyun stood in the river, breathing quickly, as if she had traveled for thousands of miles just a moment ago. Her long hair and clothes were all splashed with water, and the cold river water was knee-submerged, but she didn't seem to feel the same, cold Lengdi even stared at Shaoyan angrily, and the blood suit was intact with her hands in her arms.

"Master, slave servant..." Shaoyan threw herself on her knees, trembling in fear. The Lord looked at her with such cold eyes, as if she had committed some heinous sin, but she didn't know where the Lord had offended.

"Get up."

There was a cold voice, and Shaoyan couldn't help raising her head, but she saw Feng Xiyun stepping on the river bank with her feet barefoot, leaving a wet blood mark on the ground.

"Master, your foot is hurt!" Shaoyan exclaimed.

However, Feng Xiyun didn’t listen to her at all. The Fengyunqi and Moyu riders who had heard the news came before. When they saw her standing peacefully by the river, they couldn’t help stopping. In front of them, a dark shadow stood quietly.

Feng Xiyun moved and walked over step by step, and when they got close, the two finally faced each other.

Looking at this graceful and calm face in front of him, Feng Xiyun’s muran face suddenly flushed, and his eyes stared fixedly, bright like dripping water, scorching. If the red flames can be ignited, the eyes that can be shot are so cold and sharp! Her lips kept trembling, and the various lights in her eyes changed...that was anger! That is anger! That's grievance! That is regret! That is suffering! That is pain! That is sad! That was hate... Her hand seemed to move at a certain moment, and Feng Lanxi even felt a fierce murderous aura...

But in an instant, all of this disappeared. Feng Xiyun folded her hands on her chest, blood-clothed in her arms, and her whole body was trembling violently, her teeth biting her lip tightly, biting blood flowing. The left hand tightly grasped the right palm that was about to break out of control!

At that moment, her left and right hands seemed to be controlled by two souls, one clamored to split with all their strength, the other refused to relax, so her right hand shuddered, her left hand clasped her right wrist tightly, and her nails plunged into the flesh , Wisps of blood ooze out...

"Xiyun..." Feng Lanxi stretched out his hand, trying to hug the person in front of him.

Single clothes are barefoot, and water drops keep rolling down from her hair and body. In the cold wind, she tremblingly hugged the blood coat on her chest tightly. The person in front of me is so thin, so fragile, so lonely, so sad, and so beautiful. Xiyun...something in my heart was trembling, but the outstretched hand stopped halfway.

Feng Xiyun suddenly stood up straight, her trembling body subsided, and all emotions disappeared, her right hand dropped, her left hand was protecting the blood coat on her chest, and her eyes stared at the same level without wave of motion.

At that moment, Feng Lanxi suddenly felt empty in his heart, as if something was flying away, so suddenly, so fast, but in the next moment, it seemed that something had been dug away, causing him to tremble in pain.

At that moment, there was only one step between the two, but Feng Lanxi felt that they had never been so far away.

It's not the distance between the ends of the world, or the vicissitudes of the world... The person between the steps is completely strange, not any Feng Xiyun he has known in the past ten years. The person in front of him is completely still and condensed! The eyes in front of me are completely empty and hollow! There is no hatred, sorrow, despair... like the ice image that has been frozen for thousands of years on the top of an iceberg, sealing all thoughts and all feelings, if it can, even life will freeze!

Looking at each other for a long time, quietly facing each other, the cold wind swept across, the black hair in the robe was blowing, the sky was flying yellow sand, the world at this moment is noisy and arrogant, but it is extremely quiet and empty, boundless. In the middle, everything is gone, everything is silent, only the wind and sand roll!

She--want to kill him! At that moment, she wished she could kill him!

Feng Lanxi stood calmly, as if there was an ice skate in his heart.

"It's very cold...Qing Wang, don't catch a cold." He heard his extremely slow and clear voice ringing gently between the empty world.

"Well, thank King Yong for your concern." Feng Xiyun nodded her head, her voice was like a gentle river flowing quietly, without any traces, she hugged her blood coat tightly and turned away.

"The cold winter seems to have arrived early..."

Looking at the absent-minded back, Feng Lanxi murmured softly, looked down at her hand, as if frozen by the cold weather, so she trembled slightly.

This winter seems to be colder than the year when the queen passed away!