Fu Canglu

Chapter 251 Closing
The heavy snow in Luoyang finally had the idea of ​​​​stopping.

In front of the Tiansu Building that had collapsed into ruins, the swaying wind and snow fell on the long hair, shoulders, and black cat mask of the little highness.

Yi Xiao watched the wind and snow in Luoyang gradually gather, and followed the figure in the north to where he should go.

The fluttering half-seat of silver and white flags drifts away in the wind and snow
The city lord of Fengxue Yincheng, since the death of the sword master and the world's masters almost broke through the gates of hell, has confirmed the title of No. 1 in the world.

So in this world, there is no place he cannot go, and there is no one who can stop him.

At least for now, no.

The civet cat girl who stretched out her sleeves to smooth the little cat mask back did not make a sound, she squatted down quietly, wrapped her hands around the large white lotus robe, and counted snowflakes on the ground to pass the time.

Lord Shanzhu did not fight with City Lord Yincheng after all.

Standing outside the city tower and waiting for a long time, the man of the Zhong family who was only waiting for a good show finally sneered, picked up the young master of the Duan family, shook his head, and disappeared into Luoyang City.

This one was waiting for nothing.

Not only the Zhong family's Yusheng was waiting, but also the tide of black armor circling outside the city.

The owner of Fengxian Palace, who was helped by the little monk Qingshi, was put down by the Tantuo Ksitigarbha not far from Luoyang City, so he had no time to care about the battle in Luoyang City. Riding on the road, they finally picked up Li Fengxian, who was several months pregnant.

Layers of black-armored captains from the Northern Wei Dynasty and countless six-color crossbow battalions slowly entered the city amidst the sound of thunder.

The Cao family man silently looked at his own Luoyang City.

The blue frost on the huge high-hanging bronze door has not yet dissipated, and it has been cut off in half by the sword energy, leaving only half of the heavy door.

The city was already empty.

The head of half of the huge tower at the north gate of Luoyang was drawn by the sword energy that Hongyi'er raised his arm when he entered the city, and smashed in front of the Tiansu tower, collapsing into a huge round pit with a radius of tens of feet.

The wind and snow had faded, and the bluestone ground under the scorching sun was still covered with frost.

An out of place scene.

Luoyang suffered huge losses.

And Cao Zhixuan was expressionless, sitting on the horse's back, plain clothes stained with blood, hugging Li Yu in purple clothes, his back was very straight, so that a woman could snuggle in his arms safely.

Behind him was surrounded by thousands of riders, and the momentum was huge. After entering the city, he deliberately slowed down, looked around, and finally pursed his lips slightly.

The owner of Fengxian Palace, whose purple clothes were stained with blood, looked at his man's pale face with pity in his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, but hesitated to speak.

Cao Zhixuan's voice was hoarse, and he said calmly: "Don't worry, I will be heartbroken. These losses are nothing."

Seeing Li Fengxian's stunned expression, the man from Cao's family laughed dumbly: "Why, don't you believe me?"

Naturally, he would not know the astonishment of the woman in purple, because he was astonished that he no longer called himself "Zhen".

He is no longer that calm and indifferent emperor, at least not in front of her.

The man from the Cao family pampered Li Yu's head, straightened her hair stained with blood and sweat, and after straightening it, he took the trouble to straighten it twice, and said softly: "As long as nothing happens to you, I don't care about it." of."

He raised his head, and all he saw was the desolate scene in Luoyang City, but he only took one look, then lowered his head, and cast all his eyes on the woman in his arms.

It doesn't matter if the city is destroyed.

It doesn't matter if people leave.

Because Luoyang City is destroyed, it can still be rebuilt; when people leave, they will come back again.

But what should I do if something happens to you?
The Cao family man gently rubbed Li Yu's head, and said softly, "Ann."

Pluck the strings one word at a time.

Li Yu bit her lip slightly, lowered her eyebrows and eyes.

The owner of Fengxian Palace, who has been good at reading people's hearts since entering the palace for 16 years, understood everything in an instant when he saw his man's heartache when he saw his purple clothes and blood stains.

That's right, how could she not know what he was thinking in her heart?

It's just that he was too anxious, and he didn't even realize that the blood stained on his purple clothes was red, not purple, and the blood was not his own.

Li Yu turned his head slightly, leaned his head against Cao Zhixuan's arms, and leaned in again and again until he could hear the man's heartbeat.

The horse's hooves were slow, and so was his heartbeat.

again and again.

That word suddenly jumped into my heart again, to the deepest place.

It was like being stepped on by a horse's hoof.

Li Yu sniffled her nose. In the past 16 years, except for the death of Li Qing, the owner of Fengxian Palace, who had never cried again, suddenly had a sore nose, closed her phoenix eyes, and uncontrollably burst into tears.

She heard her heart beating violently in her ears.

Cao Zhixuan hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Li Yu took a deep breath and shook his head slowly.

She opened her eyes slightly, tears blurred the whole world.

Finally she said bitterly: "The snow is a bit heavy, and my eyes hurt."

A very lame lie.

Cao Zhixuan heaved a sigh of relief and had no doubts at all.

So he will never know why this woman is crying.

why?

Maybe it's because the scene of him leading thousands of horses and horses running towards her silently and nervously is too unforgettable.

Perhaps it was because I held her tightly all the way, and even let her hear her tight and flawless heartbeat. This was the first real heart-to-heart in 16 years.

perhaps
Perhaps it was because the "An" was 16 years late, but it was the most touching love words that Li Yu had ever heard in his life.

The horse under Cao Zhixuan's crotch advanced slowly, but it still reached the front of Tiansu Tower after all.

He looked at the smiling man in the white lotus ink robe floating in the air, with a calm expression, and just looked at the master of Zhenmo Mountain.

A master of the ninth rank is no longer an existence that can be forcibly leveled with crowd tactics.

At least the one in front of him, if he wanted to leave Luoyang, he had no choice.

The woman in purple in her arms clenched her sleeves slightly and sighed softly.

From Yi Xiao's point of view today, she can't kill him no matter what.

After he left Luoyang, if he could calm his temper and wait until he cultivated into a monstrous existence at the level of Wang Xuezhai Qingshi, coupled with the two great celestial beings, who in this world could kill him?
Cao Zhixuan squinted his eyes and rubbed Li Fengxian's messy hair, and said softly, "Why are you sighing? This is a good thing."

The master of Fengxian Palace was slightly taken aback.

No one disturbed the little highness who was holding the sword box in both hands at the moment.

No one knows what the person under the black cat mask is thinking.

The civet cat girl didn't even bother to raise her head to look at the human emperor who persuaded half the world, but just lowered her head, touched the wind and snow with her fingertips, and drew unsightly twisted circles one after another.

The master of the mountain who floated above the little civet cat girl glanced at the young men and women on the horses. He didn't care about the densely packed Northern Wei elites behind the Cao family man. After just one glance, he moved his eyes to the civet cat girl who was squatting on the ground and drawing circles. .

In Lord Shanzhu's opinion, of the two boring things, it is obviously more interesting to watch the raccoon girl draw circles.

Under the black cat mask, Yi Xiao closed his eyes.

The sound of wind and snow gradually faded away in my ears.

All memories are getting farther and farther away.

repair magic.

repair magic.

Cultivating demons is not just talk.

When all the memories become far away from him under the continuous operation of Yuanli, it is like locking himself in a prison.

Put those memories in those prisons.

So no heartache, no sadness.

Become ruthless and indifferent, this is cultivating demons.

The little Highness was dressed in black, standing still with both feet, holding the black dragon and white phoenix sword case, the vermilion of the eyes flowing in the case, the red sleeves and red robe fragments, like half of the big red petals, slowly flowing in the sword case.

A layer of Yuanli overturned in the sword box.

Pure white is like a snowstorm.

The color of the wind and snow is really a disgusting color.

The little highness under the black cat mask said softly: "This color is not good-looking, you won't like it."

White turns black.

Dark as night, swallowing all wind and snow.

Not far away, Li Fengxian looked at the mighty pitch-black Yuanli in horror, her face turned pale.

She understood what Cao Zhixuan meant.

What the Northern Wei Dynasty feared was Qi Liang's young highness, one of the most likely successors to the Qi Liang throne in the future.

And that person, is he still Qi Liang's little Highness?

Cao Zhixuan has seen amazing people in Xiumo, and Yan Xiaoqi is one of them.

But even the female Hades, who was so fierce that she could be ranked in the top ten under the Grandmaster of the Central Plains, was not as devilish as the black-clothed boy in front of her.

This is indeed not Qi Liang's little highness, this is a big devil.

The Cao family man thought silently, is this a good thing or a bad thing?
A layer of pitch-black primordial power fell like hot-painted paint, flowing from the head to the tail of the box in an instant, covering the vermilion inside the sword box.

The sword case closed slowly.

The space around the boy in black began to distort slightly.

There is a gap where the sword box is closed, and it is such a gap that draws out a sword energy.

Hong Yi'er's remaining sword energy.

When someone gathers all the fragments of the red clothes, gathers the scattered sword qi hidden in the sleeves in the sword box, and finally tries to close the box, this sword qi will be forced out.

Yi Xiao didn't expect to have this sword energy.

This was the last thing Mu Hongyi left in this world. This woman who seemed to not care about anything actually had some thoughts about her after death.

Therefore, this sword energy is extremely soft and delicate.

It's a woman's handwriting.

It was as if she knew that someone would definitely gather these incomplete red robes, find this sword box, and then close the box to finally condense this sword energy.

Yi Xiao quietly looked at the sword energy.

Then he slowly stretched out his hand, slightly retracting his index finger and thumb, and grasped the sword energy.

The sword energy was so fragile that it swayed back and forth at his fingertips like a candle.

"What a troublesome woman." The little highness smiled, and said calmly: "You won't be the same as old man Su, playing those hypocritical things, right?"

If this is the case, Yi Xiao doesn't want to see it, nor does she want to listen to it.

So this sword energy, don't worry about it.

Yi Xiao sighed softly.

Don't do it.

Now, what else can't let go?

So he rubbed two fingers together slightly.

The fingertips only need a little more force, and the sword energy will be wiped out.

The civet cat girl squatting on the ground and drawing circles suddenly sighed.

Yi Xiao reopened the sword box.

Then His Highness gently put the sword energy back into the sword box intact.

"I'm already cultivating demons, and you still want to go ashore?" The civet cat girl sighed slightly, then raised her head, and said slightly angrily, "Don't touch my head!"

Lord Shanzhu naturally ignored the righteous protest of the civet cat girl, not only scratched her head and scattered her long hair, but also lowered the little tabby cat mask on her cheek with the other hand, All the words of complaints were stuffed back.

Lord Shanzhu glanced slightly at the boy in black who closed the sword box.

The pitch-black primordial force flowed out from his seven orifices, and the momentum was quite astonishing.

Already bewitched.

The kind with no turning back.

Some things are good to see the results.

For Mu Liancheng, he has never cared about how tortuous or complicated the process is, as long as the final result is what he wants to see, then it doesn't matter what happened before.

So Lord Shanzhu smiled with satisfaction, and scratched the civet cat girl's head by two points more.

"Go away."

The civet cat girl who couldn't bear to be harassed raised her neck and meowed, and turned into a soft cat. She raised her paw slightly, and slapped Lord Shanzhu's big hand away with a little anger, tearing open a space.

Countless elites of the Northern Wei Dynasty just stared dumbfounded at the group of three people who left Luoyang with such an unimaginable method.

Where are you going?

Nobody knows.

(End of this chapter)