It was just early autumn, but the palace seemed so bleak, with fallen leaves falling one by one at the entrance of Huaqing Palace.
Xiao Qiluo sat sadly on the steps, and Wuyazi was quietly waiting beside her, accompanying her, wherever she went, he would go wherever she went.
What he said was that he would always be her little book boy.
"Little brother, did the father really chop off Uncle Thirteen's head?" Xiao Qiluo raised a sad little face and asked Wuyazi.
Wuyazi squatted in front of her, held her little hand, and said-
"We don't know about the adults. Will it be fine to go back?"
"The father didn't do this, right? Aunts and the others were talking nonsense, right?" Xiao Qiluo said stubbornly.
"..."For the first time, Wuyazi didn't know how to face her clear eyes like stars in the sky.
The Fourth Master did kill the Thirteenth Master. He couldn't tell the truth to her, but he didn't want to lie to her.
No one is willing to hurt her most innocent heart.
"I don't believe it, my father and Uncle Thirteen have a good relationship. It must be my aunt and the others who are talking nonsense! Uncle Thirteen will not die, he will also catch the little rabbit for me... He must catch the little rabbit for me...
When the rabbit was lost, he was caught by the monster. One day, he would come back and catch many little rabbits for me to play with." Crystal tears slid from her eyes.
The poor little thing, his eyes had already been swollen, like two little peaches.
Wuyazi walked to her and sat down, letting her lean into his arms—
"Where is the emperor's uncle? Why haven't you come back yet? It would be great if he was there, he would definitely tell me the truth. I believe everything he said." Xiao Qiluo thought of the arrival of Emperor Zhu Yao, and she looked up
With the small shadow puppet hanging on the tree, the small shadow puppet floats on the tree...
*
"Your Highness... The Emperor has indeed cut off the Thirteenth Master." Xiaobao knelt down in front of Emperor Zhu Yao's horse and said sadly.
Emperor Zhu Yao was wearing a white dress, spotless, standing on the horse, exuding a natural kingly aura. Behind him was his army, and the soldiers with iron hooves only listened to Emperor Zhu Yao's order, the bright yellow one
The flags roar in the wind.
Looking up, I saw two words - "Yaojing"
These two words are magnificent and thrilling.
"Thirteenth brother, brother will seek justice for you!" Emperor Zhu Yao raised his wine glass high and raised his head to drink in the direction of the palace.
"Suspent Master Thirteenth!"
Behind him, thousands of troops knelt down on one knee and paid the highest respect to General Wang Zhuyetong.
Zhu Yetong, Thirteenth Master, we will miss you forever...
*
Yaojing City was in panic, and everyone was in the legend that when the Lanling King was at the city, he was about to meet the Zhuli Emperor, and the entire Yaojing General was killed!
Two brothers who were close in the past, because of a woman, were going to kill you to the death on the battlefield.
This woman is such a disaster!
If they see her, they will tear her to pieces!
All the peaceful days were broken by her!
"Master, according to your opinion, who will win this time?" In the tavern, Hua Wuque was drinking, listening to the common people in the tavern discussing the war, Uncle Fang couldn't help but whisper as he listened.
Asked
"Traveling Emperor Yao alone can reach thousands of troops." Hua Wuque said affirmatively,
"What the leader means is that this battle will the Emperor Yao win?"
"When talking about strategy, temperament, beauty, and status in the minds of the world, it is unmatched by Emperor Yao.
But it is hard to say whether he wins or loses. Zhu Minglie is also a person who cannot be underestimated. He is fierce and cruel, cruel, and ruthless. Besides, doesn’t he still have a slim bone in his hand? That is his most advantageous weapon..."
Hua Wuque said, with a smile on his face.
"What the leader said is that she is the key to the victory or defeat this time."
"Hahaha, Uncle Fang, finally let this leader wait until the day when they kill each other. Let's wait for the fisherman's benefit... When they decide the winner, it's time for Slippery Bone to come back and take over the Mingyue Cult."
"The leader is wise..."
"Since ancient times, heroes are sad to pass the beauty level, and they are worthy of being brothers. None of these three people can pass the word "love" and they lose the word "love"..."
*
Zhu Minglie appeared on the far city wall. He was wearing a mysterious black dragon robe and stood in the wind. The robe blew up and flew.
evil.
cold.
He looked at the soldiers under the city and turned to Liusu and said, "Do you want to take a look at the person you miss day and night?"
When Liusu's figure appeared on the city wall, Emperor Zhu Yao's heart suddenly trembled.
She was wearing a white smoke shirt. In this world full of men, her existence seemed so abrupt, but it was unaware of it. She was thin and haggard, and she must have been withered because of Thirteen.
It was heartbroken that the thirteenth urn in her hand must be the urn of Thirteen.
He came, too far away, she could not see his expression, but she felt his gaze, the heart that was riddled with holes because of Thirteen's death was finally comforted, but tears
Still can't help but shed -
He was still so majestic and exuded domineering. He was the man who left a promise in her ear six years ago.
"Lissu, I'm here..." Zhu Minglie spoke gently, like a powerful oath.
She seemed to hear her call and nodded to him.
Then, he turned around, looked at Zhu Minglie and said, "He is here."