"The high-level monsters are all sent out in groups and rarely go alone." In the pavilion, the wind was cold, and Wuyou answered Qingge's initial question, "The southwest and northeast have the most high-level monsters, but they
Not only are they powerful, they are also numerous. Although I have become a holy beast, even if I suppress them with my strength, they would rather die than linger beside humans. You must use your own ability and sincerity to conquer them.
"
Qingge's eyes flickered, and her heart beat wildly.
Of course, her heart was beating, so she couldn't go there rashly without complete preparations.
"Now that the Hundred Nations Alliance is strongly suppressing the four empires, my Xingtian team can be said to be the strongest army after contracting with the high-level magic beasts. We cannot act without authorization." Qingge said, "The days are long. After settling the matter at hand, everything will be ready.
Then go to the southwest and northeast of the four stars."
"That's fine." Wuyou said.
Qingge stared at Wuyou for a long time, then suddenly said, "You are an intermediate holy beast, can those dark elements control you?" She asked the question hidden in her heart.
"certainly……"
"Can't."
Wuyou said proudly: "How can I be lonely and seek defeat? Life... a beast is too boring. It's just for fun."
Qingge: "..."
This kind of answer is so annoying that it doesn't cost anyone's life, just pretend she didn't ask.
Late at night, suddenly, loud, vigorous and passionate singing sounded.
"I am standing in the fierce and majestic wind, wishing I could wipe out the endless heartache; looking at the sky, the clouds are moving in all directions, with the sword in my hand, asking the world who is the hero..."
Qing Ge turned around to look, and across the beautiful night, he saw Lin Chong standing on the Qiankun Stone, singing the song "Farewell My Concubine" that Qing Ge taught him in his spare time.
I still remember that Qing Ge hummed a few words casually, and Lin Chong forced Qing Ge to teach him. After he learned it, after every practice, Lin Chong would stand on the Qiankun Stone and sing a song. As for the other members and Warcraft, they were all sitting in the training ground.
Go up and look up at him.
The song was embarrassing. In modern times, she had never heard any songs. The only ones she knew by heart were Tu Honggang's "Loyalty to Serve the Country" and "Farewell My Concubine." She would hum a few times when she had nothing to do. When other brothers in the organization heard it,
, will all laugh at it.
"Farewell my concubine?" Wuyou frowned, innocently and innocently asked, "Is it the farewell between the overlord and the chicken?"
Qingge: "..." She went back to sleep.
*
One night, deep sleep.
The next day, Qing Ge was awakened by the noise. When she opened her eyes, she saw Yin Lan coming over with washing water. Yin Lan wrung out the towel and said: "General Liang's army has returned to the court, and the streets are full of ordinary people. But
It’s beautiful.”
Qingge took the towel, wiped her face casually, then put on her clothes and walked out.
After leaving the house, Anu came over and said, "Master Marquis, the emperor has sent someone over to ask you to return to the palace."
He nodded softly and got into the carriage.
The carriage shook and bumped, and Qing Ge lifted up the curtain of the small window and walked outside. The gongs and drums were noisy and firecrackers were blasting. The people seemed to be excited and kept shouting. Liang Fu led the army in armor.
, riding a tall horse, coming in the cold weather.
Liang Fu was wearing light armor, and the impetuous youthfulness between his brows was no longer seen, replaced by a sophisticated, calm and murderous look that had been on the battlefield for a long time.
The idle idiot at the beginning has now become an upright man.
The floating world is ever-changing, but that's all.
Qingge's eyes flickered, and she suddenly saw a carriage among the army of all men. The carriage was not luxurious, just sturdy. The dark color made it look like it was used for battlefields. The black cloth in front of the carriage was suddenly covered by a
Only the calloused hands were opened, revealing half of the woman's face. It was not considered beautiful, but at most it could be said to be delicate, with plain brows and comfortable appearance.
However, when the woman lifted up the entire black cloth and exposed her entire face, Qingge's pupils contracted slightly.
On the other half of his face, there was a hideous scar as big as the palm of his hand. It looked like a hot brand and seemed to have been burned by a fire. It can only be described in two words: ugly.
The woman seemed to have experienced the vicissitudes of life and had seen through everything. The silence was like dead water. When she looked at the soft song in the carriage in front of her, she was stunned for a moment, then pursed her lips and smiled.
Qingge nodded towards him, and immediately lowered the curtain of the small window on the carriage. Her thoughts were spinning, as Ye Wuhen said, is the woman next to Liang Fu this person?
The carriage rolled forward and stopped in front of the majestic palace gate. Qing Ge walked down and felt the momentum behind her. She turned around and saw an army approaching in a mighty manner.
Liang Fu jumped off his horse, stood beside the carriage, and gently helped the woman out of the carriage.
Then, the two walked into the palace side by side.
When he saw Qing Ge, Liang Fu frowned, then clasped his hands into fists and said solemnly: "Master Hou."
Even though he was far away on the border of Beiyue, he still knew what was happening in the imperial capital.
Qingge nodded formulaically, then looked at the woman beside Liang Fu with a half-smile, "General Liang, who is this?"
The woman was wearing plain white clothes, the fabric of which was rough. She walked with steady steps. She looked about twenty years old, and her eyes were lifeless, as if she had experienced the cycle of life and death.
Liang Fu turned to look at the woman, seemed to hesitate for a while, then stretched out his hand, put his arm around the woman's shoulders, and said: "She is Ying... my fiancée."
When he said the last sentence, Liang Fu frowned as if he was thinking of that arrogant, willful and domineering girl.
When Liang Fu said this, Qingge seemed to notice something. The nerves in her brain seemed to have been severely cut with a sharp knife. She suddenly turned her head to look.
In the center of the vast palace gate, a girl is wearing a bright red pleated skirt, her exquisite face is painted with powder and pear blossom makeup between her eyebrows, and she has a smoky bun with three thousand black hair, and a crystal rocker inserted sideways, a faint blue
The crystal light flows, making her radiant and beautiful. It can be seen that she has been carefully dressed up.
But, yes, it is indeed the case.
Knowing that Liang Fu was coming today, Yin Liangsha tossed and turned all night without any sleepiness. He woke up in the middle of the night, shook the maid awake, and then tried on clothes, but found that the clothes in his cabinet were all neutral.
of.
She went to see Beihuang all night, acting coquettishly and unreasonably, asking Beihuang to find a set of clothes that she liked.
She has always been an informal woman. She often says that she has the body of a girl but the heart of a man. When she does things, she is fiery and heroic. But today, she put on beautiful clothes, put on exquisite makeup, and even waited in the Jinluan Palace.
Unable to wait, I hurriedly came to the palace gate to greet him, but I heard such heartbreaking words.
She is...his fiancée.
After waiting for more than a year and rejecting countless favors, it all became a joke.