Qie Shi Tian Xia Chapter 53: Fu Qing Jiangshan Yixiang Xu

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Two days and two nights have passed since Feng Lanxi entered the account.

The generals of Fengyunqi and Moyuqi were worried and wanted to keep in front of the account, but they were all called away by Ren Chuanyu saying "Don't forget your identity and responsibility", and they would come whenever they were free. Every time I only saw Jiuwei and Feng Xiwu standing silently in front of the tent.

However, Ren Chuanyu has stopped coming since that day. He has been exhausted in order to keep the Dongdan crossing. On the opposite side is a powerful enemy he has never met in this life. He dare not be careless. It is also because of his sitting. The army of Yong and Qing who had lost their coaches were not distracted. They were still defending in a tight line and unabated. The opposing dynasty couldn't help but look at each other with admiration. For a while, the two sides were in peace.

In the early morning of the third day, a voice finally came from the tent.

"Ginseng soup!"

It's just a short word, but it makes the people outside the books feel like hearing the heavens.

The Zhong brothers soon sent the ginseng soup into the account, but the generals who came from Jiuwei, Fengqiwu and heard the news from outside the account were still unable to enter the account, staring at the account door one by one. With eyes full of anxiety, Cheng Zhi, the big five-and-three big man, even had tears in his eyes, and kept pressing his hands together to the sky, praying for God's blessing!

The sun rises and sunset, the moon hangs and the moon fades, the dynasty turns to the dusk, the fry and the focus, the days are like years, but there is finally an end.

In the early morning of the fifth day, light footsteps finally sounded inside the tent, which immediately excited the people waiting outside the tent.

The tent door finally opened, and the golden morning light slanted on the person at the door, and the silver armor was shining brightly, standing like a heavenly man, which was suspiciously phantom.

In front of the tent, stood the blue king who was intact, with his usual expression and calm expression.

"Master!"

"Qing Wang, where is the lord?"

Everyone stepped forward eagerly.

Feng Xiyun waved his hand and glanced around. At that moment, the panicked, excited, and anxious people couldn't help but silence. Her gaze finally fell on Jiuwei, "Jiuwei, he will ask you."

Jiu Wei's eyes narrowed slightly, and then said: "I will do my best!"

Feng Xiyun glanced over the generals again, then stepped out of the big tent, "You come with the lonely!"

The generals glanced at each other, and then all followed Feng Xiyun silently. The quietness quickly recovered outside the tent, leaving only Jiuwei, Feng Xiwu, Xiao'er and the Zhong brothers.

"Ms. Feng, go back and rest first, I will take care of King Yong." Jiu Wei nodded at Feng Qiwu, and stepped into the account.

"Wait!" Feng Xiwu called him, "Please let me have a look at him."

Looking back at Feng Qiwu for a long time, he sighed slightly, "Okay."

The two of them walked into the tent, circled the screen, and opened the silk border in front of the bed, revealing the person lying on the bed with eyes closed.

At that moment, the two of them only felt that something crashed down in their chests, suffocating them heavily, their eyes and nose were sour, tears were already in their eyes.

Is that person, that person lying on the couch, really the graceful and noble King they are familiar with? Is it really that handsome and unparalleled son of Lanxi?

The person on the couch seems to have aged thirty years overnight.

The face that used to be like a beautiful jade is now covered with fine lines, the skin that was once white and smooth is now withered and yellow, and the black hair that was once like an ink silk is all gray at this moment, and the eyes that used to be as intimidating as a secluded sea. Closing sadly, the look that was flying and elegant at any moment has disappeared, but lying on the couch lifelessly, if it were not for the faint ups and downs of the chest, it almost made people think that this was just a dead person!

"For her, he did so!" Feng Qiwu stretched out his hand to touch the person on the couch, but finally fell down halfway, silently falling tears on the palm of his hand.

The sea is dry and the stone is rotten, the sky is old and the wasteland is old, it has always been like a gorgeous myth, but the beautiful myth is so pale and weak at the moment, the pale face and white hair in front of you are eternal!

"It is as if the most beautiful black jade was carved with the traces of a lifetime by the wind and frost overnight." Jiu Wei looked at the people on the couch and couldn't help but move, "'Xue Lao Tian Shan' is really not a legend,'Tian Lao' Is he the heir?!"

Feng Xiwu raised her head and looked at him, what is "Xue Lao Tianshan" and who is "Tian Lao", that has nothing to do with her, she only cares: "What will happen to him?"

"'Xue Lao Tianshan' is the secret skill of Tian Lao to save lives, but..." Jiu Wei sighed softly, "He saved her, but it is equivalent to exchanging his own life."

Feng Qiwu suddenly choked his heart, tears streaming down, "Life swap?"

"He has only one month left to live." Jiuwei said softly.

Feng Qiwu slumped to the ground with a staggering foot, his eyes were sad, "only one month?"

"Yes." Jiu nodded slightly, and did not go to help Feng Qiwu on the ground.

"January...how could it be..." Feng Qiwu choked up his face, "how can this be done!"

Looking at Feng Xiwu for a long time, and then at Feng Lanxi on the couch, he sighed, "Since he is willing to treat Qingwang this way, and is the descendant of the'Tian Lao', then I will save his life. The game of chess left on the top of the boundless mountain is still waiting for him!"

After saying that, he took off his shoes, sat on the bed cross-legged, and raised Feng Lanxi, covering his chest with one hand, and covering his forehead with the other. The green aura instantly enveloped Feng Lanxi's body.

At that time, in the Azure King’s account, Feng Xiyun issued an order that shocked the generals.

"Lord..." The impatient Cheng Zhi spoke immediately, but Qi Shu held him back.

The rest of the people looked at Feng Xiyun blankly, not understanding why she gave this order.

"Ren General." Feng Xiyun's gaze fell on Ren Chuanyu.

Many thoughts flashed in Ren Chuanyu's mind for a moment, and then bowed his head respectfully, "Chuanyu follows the order."

Feng Xiyun nodded, and then turned to other generals.

The generals only hesitated for a moment, then all bowed their heads, "The ministers wait for the order."

Feng Xiyun nodded, "Then go down and follow the orders."

The generals retired.

On the 14th of January, white flags were raised in the Yong and Qing camps, the whole army was plain, and the white phoenix flags hung upside down in the air.

The thousands of troops and horses of Dongdan crossing understood one thing at that moment-the death of Qing Wang!

Having received this news, the Qitianqi and Jinyiqi in hostile positions were all shaking.

The queen of Qingzhou is dead? Is that dazzling phoenix woman really dead?

On the 16th of January, Fengyunqi launched an offensive. The white banners are like clouds, the clothes are like snow, and the phoenix flags are rolled over, and murderous!

The Dynasty ordered Jinyi to ride the golden armor formation, but Fengyunqi failed to break the formation.

On the 17th, Fengyunqi launched another offensive.

Emperor Dynasty ordered the golden clothes to ride the cloth under the golden armor formation, but Fengyun Qiyi failed to break the formation.

On the 18th, Fengyunqi attacked for the third time.

The Dynasty ordered Jinyi to ride down the nine-round formation, and Fengyunqi was able to enter the formation and received the order to retreat.

On the 19th and 20th, Fengyun Riding did not move.

When the Dynasty was in doubt, on the 21st, Fengyunqi and Moyuqi jointly attacked. Dynasty ordered Huangyu and Qiujiushuang to fight against Tianqi and Jinyiqi. Both sides were evenly matched, each with minor injuries. , And then died down.

On the 22nd, Cannes.

Early in the morning, Xiao Xuekong opened the door and found that there was a little snow, and the fine fluffy fluttering, dyeing the earth with a shallow white. He stretched out his palm to catch the snow falling from the sky, but when he raised his eyes he saw the man standing on the treetop.

White-clothed and black-haired, standing in the wind, graceful like a fairy, seemingly true and imaginary.

At that moment, there was unstoppable ecstasy—she was not dead! But the next moment, it was like falling into an ice cellar.

She is not dead! She shows up right now!

That only means one thing: Cannes is in danger!

"Although it is snowing, I know that when you blow these snowflakes, the sky must be blue as washing." Feng Xiyun standing on the treetops looked up at the sky, his voice was extremely soft, but it was clear in the wind and snow. , "There is blue sky, white snow, and the cleanest wind blowing from the northern ice peaks. Snow sky, such a clean day, is the best for you. Today's snow is for you."

Xiao Xuekong held the saber around his waist and gently pulled it out inch by inch. The shining sword body was reflected by the fluttering snow, and the magical beauty was blurred.

Feng Xiyun looked down at Xiao Xuekong, who looked down like a sword in the courtyard, and sighed silently, "As long as you don't step out of this courtyard, I won't make a move."

"Has the city been attacked?" Xiao Xuekong's voice was like an ice bead falling to the ground, crisp but not warm.

"Yes." Feng Xiyun nodded, "Kangcheng is not only a battleground for military strategists, but also has another meaning for King Yong. So in the past, he and I stepped through the door of Broken Soul. A dark game has been laid for today in the city. Now, I’m here, you know you have no chance of winning." She has a calm tone, there is no need to explain these, but she still said, maybe she still hopes that he can put down his sword, Although knowingly impossible.

"The Lord said that Cannes has another road to the Cangmanga Mountain. It was left by him when he went up the mountain and watched the stars in the old days. It was the road to the boundless chess game. Can't lose." Xiao Xuekong also said calmly.

"Xuekong, you can't hold Cannes." Feng Xiyun stretched out his palm, caught the falling snow flakes in front of him, and watched it melt quietly in the palm of his hand, "How about you and me enjoying the snow here? "

"You can enjoy the snow with the Azure King. It is really the glory of the snow, but..." Xiao Xuekong raised his eyebrows, "I am Jizhou Snow Sweeping General. How can soldiers shrink when they fight in blood? There is no reason. I am a minister of the King of Ji, and I shall be loyal to the king!” At the same time as the words fell, the long sword was unsheathed, standing in the wind and snow, standing still.

"Even if you know that the result is defeat?" Feng Xiyun said softly, but she said decisive words.

"Yes!" Xiao Xuekong replied decisively, her clear eyes were like wind and snow, and the blue sky was concealed. "If you can fight the Azure King, Xuekong has no regrets!"

Feng Xiyun looked at a person in the courtyard with a sword, and sighed after a long while, "General Snow Sweeping's'Snow Sweeping Sword Technique' is rare in the world. I was lazy in my life and failed to work with the sword." She said slightly. He paused, and then said, "I have a courtier named Zhedi. Although he has never been born, his martial arts is one of the few in the world. He has lived in the shallow Bishan for ten years, and he has created a unique set of "Bishan Absolute Sword" with few opponents. Today, I will use his'Bishan Sword' to match the general's'Snow Sweeping Sword', which is not insulting the general." After saying that, the phoenix-mark sword is out of its sheath, and the wind and snow cannot cover it. A line of light red.

The snow seems to be falling more and the wind seems to be more anxious.

One person stands quietly in the courtyard, and one person stands in the top of the tree.

One sword is as bright as ice, and the other is as bright as water.

One condensed eyebrows stern, the other remained silent.

Snow flakes fell one after another, and the cold wind swept across them, but it didn’t damage the straight postures of the two men. One sword was like a mountain and the other was like a belt. The wind and snow flew, but no snowflake fell on them. , Even the long sword is not touched.

The sound of fighting in the distance, the sound of swords colliding, the screaming and painful sounds of people... Then came the sound of rapid footsteps, and a sharp gasp!

"General! General! The city gate was breached! General! General! Are you here?"

Someone outside the door slammed the door violently and called out, but the door could not be opened even if you knocked on it, pushed or pulled, and no one agreed with you.

"General! General! Are you there anyway? There are meticulous works in the city. They meet inside and outside. Mo Yu rides in. There are too many of them. We can't stop them at all! General..." The voice suddenly disappeared, and the door boomed. There is something falling down with a sound, perhaps a weapon or a person.

The people in the courtyard whose eyebrows were still frozen finally couldn't help but move. In an instant, people flew like swords and swords like electric shots.

The people in the treetops also moved, looking at the oncoming sword light, sighed slightly, and swung the long sword in his hand, a relaxed and free move, but it was as stable as a mountain, and all attacks were sealed. Hinder.

The long sword like ice and snow is as biting as fire, but the sword like autumn water is as cool as the wind, whether it is like fire or wind, a sword is swung, the stone pierces the cloud, and the wind is cut and roars, snow Was cut and wailed.

At that moment, in the small courtyard, the wind and snow danced wildly, the cold light shone, the figure was like a charm, and the sword spirit was vertical!

At that moment, no one could approach the small courtyard, only the snowflakes flying in the sky and the sword intent that enveloped the world!

Suddenly, a ray of clear singing cut away the sword energy, broke through the wind and snow, and swayed between the sky and the earth:

Sword,

The pierced blue sky is not broken.

Stand long,

The wind and snow have passed thousands of mountains!

Sword,

Drips of blood are gone.

Sing in the sheath,

The Frostblade is glamorous.

Sword,

Sanchi Qingfeng shone with fear.

Just start,

It seems like thunder.

In the courtyard, the snow glow flew, and the sword aura was like a sky, but the singing was calmly sung in the wind and snow and the sword aura, the breath was steady, not rushing.

When the phrase "should be frightened by snow," a snow lotus blossomed in the wind and snow, with a line of red stamens wrapped in the heart of the lotus, lightly around the courtyard, and the yard was full of snow red stamens, no other When the eyes were dazzled and stunning, there was a sharp jingle of swords, and then the clear singing stopped, the wind and snow all over the sky were still, the sword energy of the whole courtyard disappeared, and everything returned to peace.

There was a person who was fused with the snow lying down in the snow. In the snow, there was a halo of bright red blood, and a blood lotus blossomed in the whiteness.

The standing person stared at the ray of blood on the sword, watching it condensed into a line, condensed on the tip of the sword, and then dripped down the snow, the sword body returned to a plume of autumn water, clear and bright.

Drunk and watch under the light. Lonely smoke rises, singing and laughing all year round.

Slowly chant with a cry, and slowly look away every inch, the sound is as clear as a stream, light and soft like snow falling in the air, empty and melancholy, with a hint of faint tiredness that has gone through the sea.

"Wuhan." Feng Xiyun whispered.

"Yes." The silver warrior quietly fell.

Feng Xiyun moved his gaze from the sky to the person lying in the snow, moved closer, squatted down, and reached out to support the person in the snow.

Flicking away the silver hair, that beautiful face like snowflakes is really fragile at the moment, as if it melts at the touch of a touch, the bloodshots overflowing from the lips are extremely red, and the once clear eyes are looking at her dimly. There was a faint blue in the depths of her eyes, looking at her so deeply and enchantingly, there seemed to be countless words hidden in them, and it seemed like nothing was empty.

"Send him to Pin Yuxuan."

"Yes!"

Wuhan moved to hug the people on the ground, and then stood up and disappeared, leaving only a blood lotus blooming in the snow.

After Wuhan left, Feng Xiyun shook her body and sat down in the snow, covering her chest. The sharp pain caused her to lock her eyebrows and hold her breath. After a while, the pain eased. He sighed lightly, "It's no better than before." Looking up at the vast mountains that stand between the sky and the earth, he muttered to himself, "You promise with your life, and I will return this kingly way to the jade seat."

She got up, leaped lightly, over the wall, and from a distance saw a group of black cavalry galloping in like speed, the first one with a white robe with a silver spear.

"Qing Wang, Cannes has been taken down." Ren Chuanyun leaned over his horse.

"Hmm." Feng Xiyun nodded lightly, "How about Qiao Jin?"

"He said that although Qiu Jiushuang was intercepted, he failed to do all the work. He led the rest of the people to escape. He would be timid to want a woman, and the effort to escape is more powerful." Ren Chuanyun did not succeed this time. I took down Cannes with any effort, and my heart was relaxed, so I blurted out what was going on, and when I finished speaking, I suddenly remembered that the person in front of me was a woman, and I couldn’t help being flustered at the moment, "Chen... Qing Wang... ...It's not about you!" It was very hard to say a word, and it was also red with anxious face. Without half the boldness of killing the enemy bravely just now, the soldiers behind him looked and sighed.

Feng Xiyun waved her hand to indicate that she didn’t need to care, but she felt a little strange. Ren Chuanyu and other people had a deep heart, but the sceptical man had a bright and bright younger brother. Just thinking about it will understand it, or because of That's why there is such a brother. I have done everything my brother can do for my brother!

"Clean up the city of Cannes and wait for King Yong to arrive."

"Yes!"

When Mo Yuqi seized Cannes, the two armies confronting Dongdandu also changed.

On the 22nd, the imperial court, which had been on the defensive for several days, suddenly launched an offensive, sending out all its troops to attack Fengyun Cavalry and Mo Yuqi at lightning speed.

The king of Ji played in the battle himself, fighting for the sky and riding the golden clothes!

"It's really bad. A few slaps on the tiger's head angered it." Ren Chuanyu heard the report and couldn't help smiling secretly, "An angry tiger is hard to deal with."

"The nagging is over." He Qishu gave him a glance.

"I see." Ren Chuanyu had a facelift, "Let's face it too!"

"Yes!"

Ren Chuanyu climbed onto his horse, looked at the dust and wind and snow rolling in front, and asked the soldiers behind him: "Is the Lord still awake?"

"Young Master Jiuwei said that the Lord will wake up at least today," the soldier replied.

"Shen Shi? I hope..." The sound of fighting sounded, making Ren Chuanyu's words a little fuzzy.

"What did the military division say?" The soldier was afraid that he had missed some important commands.

"Welcome to the enemy!" Ren Chuanyu glanced back at him, the scholar's white face was fearless like a man.

The drums are beaten, the shouts are loud, the flags are swaying, and the swords are cold!

Fengyunqi and Moyuqi are divided into the left, center, and right armies, the left armies Duanmu Wensheng, Xu Yuan, the right armies He Qishu, Cheng Zhi, the Chinese army Qishu, the three armies form a Lianyun formation, This formation has both offensive and defensive capabilities, as well as a good commander of the military division Ren Chuanyu. The formation is flexible. It should be like running through clouds, attacking like beasts rushing, and defending like an iron and copper wall.

The Qi Tianqi and Jinyiqi are connected in one line, like a raging tide, endless, and they have the potential to swallow mountains and rivers! When the two armies were about to meet, the frenzy suddenly turned into countless sword tides. The sharp point of the sword was inserted into Fengyunqi and Moyuqi like a needle, and immediately pierced countless small holes in the body of the beast, waiting for Fengyunqi and Moyu. Qi Tong woke up and turned offense into defense, the sword tide suddenly retreated and became a raging tide, roaring and peering at the prey in front of him!

"Passing the order, the left and right wing turtles guard, the Chinese army crosses the rope!"

"Yes!"

The soldiers quickly passed orders, and Fengyun Cavalry and Mo Yuqi immediately changed their formations, putting away all the offensives, turning the whole army into a defensive position, and blocking the ten thousand sword tides out of the formation.

"Can't even resist the full blow of King Ji?" Ren Chuanyu muttered to himself while looking at the front.

Although the offensives of Zhengtianqi and Jinyiqi were temporarily blocked, their offensives were like tides. They went forward and succeeded, attacking Fengyunqi and Moyuqi again and again.

"That is a difference in momentum."

Suddenly there was a voice behind him, Ren Chuanyu turned his head, but Qi Shu came with a sword.

"Jizhou Zhengtianqi has always been known for its bravery, and it is also the king of Ji who has personally played. Its morale is high and its morale is high. However, our army has been fighting for several consecutive days. The morale has long been exhausted, and the two masters are not there. I was worried, so I couldn't compete with Tianqi and Jinyiqi." Qi Shu finished in one breath, looking calmly at Ren Chuanyu, "Moreover, you and I are not the opponents of the king of Ji, no matter how you set up or change your formation, there is no match."

"Hey, don't say such frustrating words in the decisive battle, and as the chief general of the Chinese army, shouldn't you stand at the forefront?" Ren Chuanyu looked at him grimly.

"It's not that I said the frustrating words, but your heart has been shaken. In the face of King Ji, you have lost confidence first!" Qi Shu looked at him brightly, and with a movement of his wrist, a mysterious order appeared in his palm." I came to pass on the emperor's order: Retreat when you are not the enemy!"

Ren Chuanyu's face changed, his eyes staring sharply at Qi Shu, and Qi Shu looked at him unwaveringly.

"I know that you are loyal to King Yong and will never lose Dongdandu, but if you fight to the death with King Ji here, you may be able to defend half of the Dongdandu, but we will inevitably suffer most of the casualties! "Qi Shu paused, "If that's the case, what face do you have to see King Yong?"

Ren Chuanyu clenched his fists and stared at Qi Shu angrily. After a long while, he let go of his fists and exhaled.

Seeing this, Qi Shu knew that his goal was achieved, he rode his horse back, and turned his head back again, "As a military division, your talents are obvious to all. It is your credit for Dongdandu to keep it today, but... if the two masters There is one here, and it is not the situation today, so you should know that the ministers guard the way, and the ministers do their responsibilities!" The last sentence implies a warning.

At the end of the 22nd, Fengyunqi and Mo Yuqi withdrew from Dongdan for fifty miles.

Zhengtianqi and Jinyiqi crossed Cangyou Lake and stationed in Cangshu City.

At the end of Shenshi, King Yong woke up, Fengyun and Mo Yu rode Da'an.

The next day, the news of the fall of Dongdandu and the Qing King not dead, and the loss of Cannes were reported to Cannes and Dongdan respectively. At that moment, both sides smiled and were bittersweet.

"The so-called gains and losses are so." Yu Wuyuan stood on the tower of Cangshu City, overlooking the faint blue Cangyou Lake. He seemed not surprised by this result, "There are four surrounding Cangmang Mountains. City, you get Cangshu, Jingcheng, he gets Kangcheng, Tingcheng, with Cangmang Mountain as the boundary, you and him truly each hold half of the country, each has a kingly way, just like the stars that the old and the old looked at. , Just like the game of half-played and evenly matched chess game on the top of the boundless mountain."

The dynasty remained silent, looking up at the vast mountain above its head, covered with snow, like a jade mountain, towering majestically, with a pillar soaring into the sky!

"Dynasty, go to the top of the boundless mountain, there will give you the answer, there is the answer you two want..."