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The sound is getting farther away, his body has long lost its temperature, and the blood seems to be running out, and there is no strength in the limbs.
Suddenly, a loud bang slammed into the ear. He looked up and saw that it was hit hard on the moon nine, using his head, and hitting the ice above it.
Hey! Hey! Hey!
The sound was like a thunder, and he knocked on his heart, and the blood flowed down the cheeks of the young guards, but it quickly dissolved in the water.
The face of the month is whiter than the snow, and the lips have no color, like a ghost who just climbed out of the grave. He stroked the water hard, his hands and feet were stiff, but he kept repeating the action, so powerful, one, another, another...
At that moment, it seemed that a layer of dark clouds had opened a gap, and a bright sun pierced his heart. He suddenly woke up. It was his men. He had entered his home since he was four years old. They have always been okay for him to die. He never felt that something was wrong. But at that moment, he remembered the words that the girl had said to him a long time ago. The woman looked beautiful and looked at him coldly. She said in a word: "No one is born to be a slave."
No one is born to be a slave...
With a bang, a blood suddenly splashed, and even in the water, he could still feel the hot bloody smell.
His body suddenly filled with strength, and suddenly swam up, pushed the bloody month of the nine, holding Chu Qiao's dagger, and slammed hard.
"I can't die!" he whispered to himself, "I can't die, I still have a lot of wishes not finished."
The lungs seem to be blown up, the body is already frozen, and the wounds are tumbling over the flesh and blood, but he is still mechanically fighting for survival.
I can't die! I can't die! I can't die!
Hey! The ice layer was broken and the huge buoyancy suddenly dragged his whole person up. The sun was glaring, and the fresh air rushed to the front. He breathed in a big mouth and wanted to pull out the lungs.
"May 9!" he shouted. "We have saved!"
He looked around, but he did not see the figure of the moon. He sneaked into the water and became more and more deep. He finally found the body of the moon at the bottom of the lake.
The young swordsman was wounded all over the body, his face was blue, his eyes were wide, his hair was scattered, and his blood was full. He laboriously dragged the moon nine up, then pressed the guard's chest hard, licked his face and shouted: "Wake up! I command you! Wake up!"
In Zhuge's life, he never cried so arrogantly, but on that day, he cried for a slave, and in the vast wilderness, he cried like a wolf.
Three days later, he finally met the seventh month of the disaster.
The loyal guards with the residual moonguard lurking in Yanbei have been looking for him for three days near Chishui, because there are more than 20 guards who have been frozen and found in the lake.
Then, they sent him to Wolongshan. After half a year, he finally got a good job, but he waited for a fragmented future.That morning, he sat facing the information handed back by the Seventh and Others for a long time, rising from the sun to the sun. The teacher walked in and looked at the Simon map hanging in front of him, faintly asking, "Where are you going?"
I haven’t been like this for many years. He looked up and said: "Teacher, I have no way to go."
The old man who had to be white-haired smiled kindly, then stretched out his slender hand and crushed the Simon's mainland on the map. He quietly said: "If there is no way, open up a road for yourself."
He looked puzzledly. Daxia, Yanbei, Sui and Tang, and Huai Song were all shattered under the teacher's hand. The map became an empty hole, leaving only the canines outside the southeast and the seas in the southeast. There is also a vast sky in the west.
"Children, there are people outside, there are days outside, how do you know that this map can only be painted so big?"
Early the next morning, he received another news. Meng Feng was finally tried by the Dali Academy last month. Now that the crime has been finalized, he has been released to Qinghai for exile. Now I am afraid I have already gone to Cuiwei.
The light and shadow of the years turned into a luxury in the road ahead. On those dark and cold days, the scimitar in his hands kept waving, making a strong and fierce arc, and marching toward the throat of destiny, tenaciously. The warm blood covered his eyes, but he saw the true meaning of life from the thick blood.
Early the next morning, suddenly there was a real Huangma rushing into the other courtyard of Zhuge, the face of the communications soldier was full of rushing wind, the lips were cracked, the cloak was shaking, they were full of yellow sand.
Everyone's face was not good-looking, Chu Qiao suddenly understood something, quietly stood up and left the dining room.
After half an hour, Zhuge Yu will leave.
Chu Qiao sent him to the ramp outside the North Gate. It was a bit cold, Chu Qiao wore a blue cloak, a circle of white mane surrounded by her bright and white face, looking clean and elegant, very beautiful.
When they arrived at Shili Pavilion, the people of the seventh month and others retired with interest, leaving only two of them. Zhuge 玥 玥 玥 玥 玥 玥 玥 玥 玥 玥 玥 , 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 楚 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,
"I am leaving." Zhuge Yan turned and looked at her quietly, his voice said plainly.
"Oh." Chu Qiao nodded. "Be careful on the road."
Zhuge's brows wrinkled slightly. They always seemed to be like this. After the reunion of reunion, they became more alienated and cold. It seems that no one knows how to get along with each other. It can only be said that some are useless.
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"Where are you going after I am gone?"
"I? Maybe, let's go to Sui and Tang."
"and then?"
"And then?" Chu Qiao's brow scorned, thinking for a long time, suddenly laughed, "I don't know, maybe I will walk around, where things are delicious, where the scenery looks good, stop and live for a while, Who knows."A gust of wind blew, a crackling sound, Chu Qiao and Zhuge 玥 looked up at the same time, I saw a string of wind chimes on such a dilapidated pavilion, all the year round by the wind and rain, already faded, but the sound is still crisp and sweet The wind is over, it is a string of bells.
"You, will you go to Yanbei?"
Chu Qiao quietly smiled. "I lived in that place for many years. The scenery I saw was almost the same. Besides, I am not in good health. I can’t stand the cold in the north. Even the great summer is really dare to go. It is."
Zhuge nodded and seemed to understand something. The movement was a bit stiff, and some of them couldn’t spit out if they were in the heart.
These flowery days on the sea are, after all, a dreamy mirage. When time passes, it will be broken. Everything is out of date, and even standing here at this moment is a kind of helplessness. Everything is doomed, like the fine sand in your hand, the harder you try to hold it, the faster you lose.
He will go out when he lifts his foot, and his face is still lonely and cold, and he is not willing to say more.
"Zhu Gehao!"
The woman's rushing voice suddenly sounded behind her back. Her hand was so small, cold and cold, and she grabbed his clothes corner, revealing a very familiar stubbornness.
"Thank you," she whispered, her voice mixed with a hint of whimper. "I thought I had never had a chance to tell you in my life. God bless, you are safe and sound." Chu Qiao’s mouth smiled slightly. "Zhu Gewei, I have been awkward in my life, I have done a lot of things, I have done a lot of things, I have gone a lot of ways, some are right, some are wrong, but I never regret it. I can see my heart, no loss to anyone, But only you, I owe too much, can't pay back. Now that you are returning safely, I should have followed you and used your life to return your kindness, but now I am not the original, I have experienced all kinds of things. I have no courage to get involved in it. Yanbei’s battle, the beauty general is dead, and it’s just an ordinary woman who has lost her dreams. I don’t have the ability to stand by your side.”
The wind chimes are still ringing in the ear, the time is solid at this moment, and the fate of the fate is like a mocking face, sneering at the incompetence of the world.
Chu Qiao suddenly opened his arms, approaching from behind, fingers crossed the man's arms, white skin across his soft satin, gold thread embroidery rubbing her white wrist. The wind was quiet, her hands were closed a little, tightened in front of him, and then stepped forward, his cheeks slowly sticking to his back.
A drop of tears fell from the corner of his eye and landed on his navy blue shirt, creating a moist pattern.
"Zhu Ge, I am sorry." The voice is so low, like a crying child in the north wind.
Suddenly there was a clear snow in the sky. It had melted before it landed, but it fell on their shoulders, but it piled up quietly.The skin is close to each other and the breath is audible. This is the first time she has taken the initiative to hug him. The years passed by like water, so many pictures came quietly and disappeared quietly. Fate made a joke with them at the beginning. After many twists and turns, they reached the distance of today. The dust of the years covered their faces. The bloody hurricane had already left, but there was still a fateful lock on them. Body.
The sky flies over the pale birds, the wings sweep across the end of the sky, row up and row, all the way south, flying away, and no longer see a trace.
The hug finally let go, Chu Qiao’s hand was pulled back a little. His clothes were very cold, and her fingers were cool, and his back was still straight, as if nothing in this world could defeat him. He is still so handsome and straight, his back reveals a cold breath, almost freezing all the surrounding air.
Suddenly the arms were empty, Chu Qiao licked his mouth and pulled out a faint smile. "Keep it."
With a cry, there was a sudden gust of wind in the distance, and the wind chimes swayed, and it was lively.
Zhuge 玥 stepped out of Shili Pavilion, and the expensive boots stepped on the yellow wormwood. The grass clippings were broken and softly slammed on the ground. When the wind blows, the roots are broken.
He jumped on the horse's back, and the moon guards raised the whip and urged the sound of the horse to come. The horseshoe flew up and broke the silence of the road. The long cloak of the wind, like a flag of one face, whizzing toward the north full of hustle and challenge.
He never looked back, still so handsome and proud, his back was straight and straight, sitting on the horse's back, the beautiful green, the black hair, the shuttle into the cold wind, gradually drifting away, all the way, after all Hidden in the rolling yellow sand, no longer see the shadow.
The mist in the morning has not yet dispersed, the end of the road is white, the hay on both sides is rolled up by the wind, and there is a spin on the ground, and I don’t know where to blow.
Chu Qiao suddenly remembered that a long time ago, on the Yanbei Plateau, she and the Beauty Army were framed by Cheng Yuan and fell into the encirclement of the Great Summer.
That night, she also watched his back so quietly, watching him disappear into the snowfield. At that time, he did not look back, but he walked very slowly, holding a horse, wearing a heavy shackle, heavy snow in the sky, falling on the eyelashes, and people were crying.
In a blink of an eye, it has been so many years.
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