Drunken Exquisiteness

The white banners of Yanliang City are like the sea, and the cold rain turned into ice overnight, and the days that have already warmed up are actually snowing again.

The flying snow fell quietly to the world, and dozens of kilometers of gunpowder and fire in the wilderness, blood flowing into rivers, were silently covered by this quietly falling white snow. The vast land is white, quiet, and there is no sound of the wind, but endless white, quiet and peaceful.

The silent snow curtain hangs over the sky and the earth. Qing Chen stepped into the snow gently, staring indifferently at the white banners all over the city, her pale face seemed lighter than the snow.

In the first battle, the Heavenly reinforcements were smashed, and the rebels were killed in battle. Turkic soldiers retreated for more than forty miles... All this seemed to be a rush of dreams, which caused laughter.

The lingering thick blood sensation in front of her eyes, entangled and stagnated in her chest, she slowly raised her hand to press her heart, raised her head and let Lengxue fall all over her body.

In the blink of an eye, today is not yesterday, people are gone, blood is like flowers.

No one would look back and smile in front of him, even the thousands of miles of sunshine were suppressed, and the sky was full of snow and shadows.

The pain is like a poisonous snake, eating people's bone marrow, almost using all the strength of the whole body to resist. When the heavy coffin wanted to hide Eleven’s smile forever in the dark, she rushed up and used all the strength of her body to stop her. Deep in her heart, she felt that as long as the coffin did not fall, Eleven would not leave and everything would be fine. is fake.

It's just a nightmare, the dream will always wake up, as long as the coffin lid doesn't fall, eleven will be there.

I don't know who took her away from the mourning hall, and flooded in endless darkness. At that moment, it was a deep sorrow.

Wake up to this endless white, Qiongzhi Yaolin, beautiful, but there is something lost forever, never to be found again.

Qingxue strewn her shoulders, Qing Chen stood for a long time, and walked forward slowly, reaching a place not far from the mourning hall, but finally stopped. The scene in front of her seemed to be blurred. She lowered her eyes sadly and stopped, but at this moment she heard Ye Tianling's voice from inside: "You are finally satisfied."

She was taken aback for a moment, and after a dignified silence, someone said: "Fourth brother will definitely blame me, and I have nothing to say." This familiar voice was gentle and light as a breeze, but at this time it was as cold as the wind and snow, and extremely desolate. .

After a few short words, there was no more sound, and there was a deadly silence all around.

What broke the dead silence was a sharp, clear sound, suddenly a cold wind and snow, a murderous aura in the quiet space, and the sound of golden and jade intersecting bursts. Qing Chen woke up suddenly, and quickly stepped forward.

Exciting snow flies, chaotic shadows, white clothes and blue shirts staggered on the snow in front of him, sword light and flute shadows are crisscrossed, the originally quiet snow curtain turns into a whirlwind raging, seeing it is all merciless play.

Qing Chen stayed on the spot for a while. Between the sword aura, the murderous intent in Ye Tianling's eyes was as clear as an ice blade, faintly cold, and life-threatening.

Ye Tianzhan was dressed in white, advancing and retreating suddenly, seemingly free and easy, with the jade flute in his hand through the wind and snow, offensive and defensive calmly, but his face was like a cage. For some reason, after a few tricks, he suddenly backed away and gradually fell into the wind.

The sword light in Ye Tianling's hand skyrocketed, and the surrounding ice and snow seemed to turn into scorching eyes, suddenly covering her front. Ye Tianzhan's complexion changed slightly, the sword flute collided, and the jade flute came out with a dumb golden sound.

Ye Tianling's offensive continued unabated, his sword whistling, like a falling star, directly attacking his opponent.

Qing Chen was horrified, and hurriedly shouted: "Four brothers!" Before thinking about it, people rushed between the two.

Ye Tianling's sword is so powerful. Suddenly seeing Qing Chen rushing alone, the two in the field were shocked at the same time!

Ye Tianling's sword quickly closed, Ye Tianzhan flew staggered, swept out with a single palm, and hit the front of his sword without slanting or oblique. A blood flew out, and the long sword passed by Qing Chen's eyes. This was so, the sword spirit was fierce, and with a sharp sound, half of her skirt was split with a long slit.

The momentum of returning to the sword was like a giant wave counterattack, Ye Tianling staggered a few steps to stabilize his figure, the blood in his chest surged, and it was difficult to hold himself. Ye Tianzhan's hands flowed with blood, dripping into the snow, and instantly dyed the snow red: "Qing Chen! Are you okay?" He grabbed Qing Chen and asked.

After the thrill, Qing Chen knew that she had gone between life and death, she was stunned, and then turned her head slightly: "Fourth brother..."

The long sword in Ye Tianling's hand was condensed in the air, and he pointed to him diagonally, furious. The expression was like these thousands of miles of ice and snow falling in his eyes, bottomless cold and stern, the overwhelming snow fell behind him, setting off his blue shirt and loneliness, and the world was silent for a while.

There was a long silence, a breeze blew, and the branches of snow fell. Ye Tianling's sword shook, and said coldly: "Get out of the way."

The words were cold and cold. Qing Chen knew that he was really angry. If he couldn't stop it, the consequences would be disastrous. She shook her head and said, "Fourth brother, you can't..."

"Get out of the way." A short word came out of her teeth, and Ye Tianling passed her, looking at Ye Tianzhan coldly.

Qing Chen stepped forward: "If you want to kill him, kill me first!"

Ye Tianling glanced over sharply, piercing his eyes. Qing Chen's palm trembled slightly, but did not give in: "You can't kill him."

Ye Tianzhan stopped Qing Chen with the same cold voice: "Qing Chen, get out of the way."

Qing Chen turned her head quickly, she didn't say a word, but stared at Ye Tianzhan with an indescribable look.

Ye Tianzhan's eyes picked up proudly as she was about to speak, when she suddenly saw a looming mist floating under her clear eyes, the deep sorrow was almost sad, and it made people feel painful. His sword eyebrows frowned: "Qing Chen..."

Ye Tianling stared coldly at all of this, with a frosty face: "Are you determined to protect him?" He faced Qing Chen, his dark eyes were angry, and even more painful.

Qing Chen said: "Fourth brother, calm down..."

Before she finished speaking, Ye Tianling nodded slowly: "Okay, okay, okay!" He uttered three "good" words in succession, and threw his backhand fiercely. The three-foot long sword entered without a handle and struck deeply. Into the snow. He glanced at Qing Chen again, and decisively walked away. In an instant, his figure disappeared into the vast snow.

Qing Chen stood there, the cold snow fell all over her breast, and she seemed to be unaware of it. After a period of silence, Ye Tianzhan slowly said, "You don't have to do this."

Qing Chen looked at him: "The three brothers led the troops on the expedition. If only one person goes back alive, no matter whether that person is you or him, they will not be able to explain to the emperor."

Ye Tianzhan's eyes fell on her face, and he smiled suddenly, as if he had understood something. The smile was like flying snow, extremely light and dark. He suddenly stroked his chest with his hand, choking depressively, and the wound was dripping with blood all over the front of his shirt, winding down on the snow-white gown in shock.

Seeing his extremely pale face, Qing Chen frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Ye Tianzhan shook his head slightly, adjusted his breathing secretly, and then muttered: "Do you hate me?"

Qing Chen's eyes gradually darkened, and a faint and bleak like a shadow of autumn moon, quietly surfaced: "This road is our own choice, you, me, fourth brother, eleven, no one is qualified to hate anyone." She looked up sadly. Looking up at the falling snow, there is an unspeakable loneliness in his eyes: "No matter whether it is hatred or resentment, I will never come back again.

With such a calm tone and such a cold expression, Ye Tianzhan was like a thunderstorm, his figure swayed slightly, and he could barely stand steady. He seemed to have used a lot of strength to support himself. For a long time, Fang said: "Yes, I can't come back again. Once we walk this way, who of us can turn back?" The words are like needles, and the wind is biting. , Cool the body and mind.

Qing Chen looked at him faintly: "So I don't blame anyone."

Ye Tianzhan said: "I have tried my best."

Qing Chen nodded: "I know."

Ye Tianzhan looked at her with a soft warmth gradually, the corners of his lips curled up, smiled silently, and turned away without saying a word.

The thin stern wind swept across the open space in front of him, and the dazzling snow made his eyes sour.

A line of tears, bitterness, Qing Chen is alone in the endless snow curtain, the wind blows her hair towel and dances lightly, and her white clothes are lonely.

Two blue birds fluttered from the branch, frightened off the snow flakes, and went away, carrying them into the vast snow forest. Unexpectedly, someone behind him coughed slightly, Qing Chen raised his hand and wiped his wet face, then turned to look.

To her surprise, the person behind him was Wan Suo Shuofeng, behind him in a dark black robe holding his hands, his eyes looked quite interesting.

Qing Chen didn't speak, Wan Tuo Shuofeng paced forward leisurely, raised an eyebrow and smiled: "You didn't actually need to block that sword just now."

There is no meaning in his words, Qing Chen quietly raised his eyes and looked: "Why can you see?"

Wan Tuo Shuofeng's eyes moved to the snow not far away. The fresh blood on the white background looked like red plum blossoms, and a thin layer of new snow had been added. He said: "There is another trick, Ye Tianling will find his opponent. There is an injury, I think with his temperament, I am afraid that he will not kill him at this time."

Tian Zhan's extremely pale face flashed in front of Qing Chen the night, and it was indeed different under consideration. It was just that she didn't care about it just now, and she didn't notice it at all. Her eyebrows tightened slightly: "No wonder, it turns out that he was injured."

Wan Zuo Shuo Feng said: "Speaking of which, I really admire your Royal Highness King Zhan, he actually rushed to Yanliang at this time. I originally thought that shooting and protecting the Khan's 100,000 army could stop him for two days. ."

Qing Chen said: "Shooting and protecting the Khan people in Yanliang, besieged the city with heavy soldiers, where is another hundred thousand troops?"

Wan Zuo Shuo Feng said: "Shooting the Khan is good in Yanliang, but the right wise king of the Western Turks, Hersa, secretly led one hundred thousand elite soldiers to block the reinforcements of the Heavenly Dynasty. Among them are some of the best, how easy it is to deal with? It takes a lot of time for an army of 100,000 to get from Jizhou to Yanliang. But compared to this, I am actually more interested in knowing why you led your troops to Baizhangyuan so quickly?"

If it hadn't been for the delay on the day and rushed to take the shortcut, Qing Chen and Nangong Jing would not be able to reinforce them in time. The matter of being late is a taboo in the military, Qing Chen only said: "From Jizhou to Baizhangyuan, there is not only one way."

Wan Tuo Shuofeng did not ask, and seemed to say casually: "King Zhan is not an ordinary opponent, and the two of them will have conflicts sooner or later. If you stop them for a while, can you stop this life?"

Qing Chen said: "If you talk about the situation in Mobei, I am not as familiar with it as you are, but you will not know the mind of the emperor better than me. I can't ignore this matter."

Wan Tuan Shuo said: "I would like to hear the details."

Qing Chen stretched out his hand gently, a piece of snow falling down his fingertips, turning into a drop of crystal water. She smiled thinly, and said: "The most taboo thing in the Emperor's heart is brotherhood and brotherhood. He can tolerate anything, but he will never allow this to happen. If any of their brothers die in the hands of the other, the other It will also be difficult to tolerate the Emperor of Heaven, so I must stop his sword."

Wan Tuo Shuo Feng looked like a smile but not a smile, and said coldly: "Some things can be achieved without having to do it yourself. I think Ye Tianling should understand this truth better than you."

Qing Chen was shocked, her phoenix eyes swept lightly, but her white jade-like face was quiet, not unusual: "You can say that, it seems that I don't doubt your sincerity at all."

Wan Tuo Shuofeng nodded: "Yes, after I stepped into Yanliang City, I felt that this adventure was more worthwhile."

Qing Chen raised his eyes to ask, Wan Tuo Shuofeng continued: "Ye Tianling can look at his beloved woman with that kind of eyes, and can draw the sword for his brother. I believe what you said, Rouran will always be his mother. And to me, he should also be...brother." There was a hint of bleakness in his words, like the setting sun in the winter plain, boundless. Rouran's only remaining solitary blood, in the world, only blood and hatred are all over the world, the word "brother" is said, there is a strange feeling in the strangeness.

Qing Chen seemed to be infected by his unexpected emotions. He sighed slightly, and then said: "I only advise you, don't count him, don't fight him hard, you treat him like a brother, he will treat you like a brother. ."

Wan Tuo Shuofeng smiled and said: "Thank you for your mention." Fang Luo, he saw a white spot flying from the city from the corner of his eye. It was a tiny white spot. Under the falling snow, he would miss it if he neglected, but he did not escape his sharpness. Gaze. He clenched his eyebrows, and after a whistle in his mouth, the golden eagle with him soared into the sky from nowhere, broke the Xueying, and ran after him.

However, after a while, the golden eagle hovered in the sky and swooped back, holding a white dove firmly under its claws, struggling desperately.

Wan Tuo Shuofeng took the pigeon in his hand, and the golden eagle fluttered its wings on his shoulder. He casually pinned the wings of the dove away, and then removed a small roll from its leg, inside it was a very small piece of thin paper, and when he opened it, he and Qing Chen were shocked at the same time. Figure.

Qing Chen said solemnly: "Someone and Turkic whispered."

Wan Tuo Shuofeng looked at the pigeon in his hand repeatedly and said: "This is exactly what I want to tell you. There have always been people in the Celestial Army who have been in secret contact with the East Turks. Back then, the Xuanjia Army attacked Mocheng and turned to Yanliang. Someone revealed the marching route, so that the Turkic army was able to block the Xuanjia army so smoothly. That day, in Baizhangyuan, I was able to block your army and Shi Zhonghou's army for the same reason."

Qing Chen's eyes gradually grew cold, and said coldly, "Who is it?"

Wan Tuo Shufeng shook his head: "I don't even know who Tongda is. Only Shiluo Khan knows. I also tried to check, but this person is very cautious. I only know that he uses pigeons to transmit letters, so just now Seeing homing pigeons flying out of the city makes you aware of the difference."

Qing Chen slowly held a handful of ice and snow in his hands, no wonder the Xuanjia Army was intercepted so easily, no wonder she still met the Turkic army head-on in all sorts of dealings, the wind and snow could not suppress a little anger in her heart, and faintly lit up. She took a deep breath and said to Wan Tuo Shuo Feng: "The only way to find out this person is from Yanliang City. I'm sorry you bring the pigeon and the letter to the Fourth Royal Highness."

Wan Tuo Shuofeng raised his eyes and looked at her: "Why don't you go by yourself?"

Qing Chen twisted his eyebrows and looked at him. After a while, he said, "This is your best chance to gain his trust."

Wan Zuo Shuofeng was stunned as expected, and then laughed: "If you say you are crazy, you are pierced with ice and snow everywhere; if you are smart, you are really incurable, I don't know whether you are smart or foolish!"

Qing Chen turned around slightly, with a clear eyebrow and a faint light, staring at the dense flying snow, silently.