He jumped onto the city wall like crazy, pushed away the crowd, and looked down the city, only to see a man always dressed in black protecting her in front of her.
It's Ling Yinglie.
In a trance, she saw countless bright arrows flying towards her. She couldn't hide away, and she didn't want to hide anymore. The sound of arrows came through the air and made a clanging sound. She didn't feel scared at all, looking at
The corpse on the city wall that no longer had the grace of the past, scenes from the past appeared in front of her eyes. She closed her eyes and raised a smile, as if she had returned to that day, when he sat leisurely among the peonies in full bloom in the garden.
While reading a book under the pavilion, I heard footsteps and looked back at her.
She stretched out her hand and called out emotionally: "Han Yi."
Ling Yinglie and Nalan Fengjin arrived at the same time.
Ling Yinglie thought that Du Yuze would not hurt her, but he was wrong.
He saw Nalan Fengjin kneeling down and begging humbly to Du Yuze. He heard Nalan Fengjin’s sad smile when he talked about the past at Canglan Lake. He also saw the three arrows Du Yuze shot at her. Not only did she not hide, but she also
He rushed towards her, and when hundreds of arrows shot at her at the same time, he even saw her satisfied smile clearly. He flew towards her without thinking.
Facing Nalan Fengjin's unbelievable and stunned face, he gently raised the corners of his mouth.
A soft light flashed in his eyes. It was a soft light that had never been shown to anyone in the world, but it only bloomed facing her at this moment.
He closed his eyes, and his relaxed body leaned on her stiff shoulders. This was the last time he protected her. She had saved him before, and he had saved him before. She once said: "I don't want to be your enemy."
When I ascend the throne, I will make you proud."
once...
Every night, he would jump up to the roof and play the flute. This was a kind of waiting. From the first time, he played the flute every night, and every night she would sit behind him, listen to him playing the flute, and then fall asleep.
Unfortunately, an uninvited person came to the other side that night. Even so, she didn't last long. Hearing the shallow exhalation behind him, he put down the long flute on his lips, turned his head, and glanced at her, just once.
, then turned his head, pondered for a moment, then stood up silently and went back to the house to rest.
That night, the moon was right in front of him, surprisingly bright and beautiful. He couldn't sleep, so he sat in the house and wiped his flute. Suddenly he heard a strange noise in the courtyard. The sound must have come from the roof. She woke up and followed the concealed cover.
Through the crack of the window, he accidentally saw her playing with the fallen leaves in the courtyard that he had deliberately not let anyone clean. The fallen leaves in autumn had accumulated very thickly.
Under the night, she was dressed in red and performed Qinggong on the ground, spinning and moving. The fallen leaves gathered at her feet and then spread out, spreading on the ground, seeming to form pictures and characters. But she stood in the center, with the moon above her head and the moonlight.
He pinched his waist, looked up to the sky and laughed, looking so arrogant and proud, which made him feel an indescribable feeling. After a while, he saw her walking into the room, and there was no sound around him.
After pondering for a long time, he finally opened the door and walked out. Standing where she had stood when she laughed silently, he looked up at the ground and saw that the fallen leaves spread out in an orderly manner had been blown away by the autumn wind, but they were still vaguely visible.
The words are written on the fallen leaves spread out on the ground.
Safety.
Until that moment, a strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart, standing in this position, unknowingly until the morning light.
But at this moment, the wind has already blown away the words.
That was something he had never grasped in his life and could never grasp again.
When he opened his eyes from the darkness, the first thing he saw was her pale and lifeless face, her arms tightly hugging him, with persistence and protection that he had never felt before, and her weak internal strength.
It was her persistence that she would not give up even before she died. His heart was throbbing slightly, because he had never felt such a throbbing before. It was so obvious that he could not ignore it.
She said: "I don't want to die yet."
He actually knew that they would not die, but he didn't tell her.
She said: "Yesterday I carried you, today you carry me."
He tried to throw her away, but she clung to him. As if he was forced to do so, he carried her on his back. But there was an unfamiliar joy in his heart. It was the first time he carried a woman on his back.
She turned her back to him and cried secretly. It was a sadness that he had never seen in her eyes. His heart suddenly sank, because he knew who the sadness was for. And the person who separated them was himself. He was contradictory,
It was complicated. When she arrived in Tiandu City, when she said she wanted to leave, he left without hesitation. He thought that the matter could end here and that he would never interact with her again, but her figure always appeared in his mind unexpectedly.
, lingering, he finally realized that he was actually escaping.
He obviously didn't have to go to Du Yuze's wedding banquet, but an inexplicable longing made him appear there. He could see all her sadness. He could also see her determination.
That is something that he will never be able to grasp in this life.
Leaning on her shoulder, Ling Yinglie smiled lightly and closed her eyes.
He never smiled, never.
Ling Yinglie's guard stumbled over, knelt heavily on the ground, looked at Ling Yinglie's body, his eyes were empty and tearless, as if he couldn't stand the thorns on his body, he numbly stretched out his hand and held it
Ling Yinglie suddenly pulled out the arrow feathers on his back, and then held another one.
It wasn't until all the arrows were pulled out and his hands were covered with blood that he stood up, glanced at Nalan Fengjin who was already sluggish, and took a deep look to the end. He picked up the young master Ling Yinglie and went away in an instant, and a message broke through the sky.
He made a stern oath, "I swear to God, I will avenge this bloody sea of blood for young master Ling Yinglie until death! Princess Phoenix, if you want to live, I will go to restore the family head. From now on, the Dongsheng Ling family will fight for you."
The hammer and horse fall, and the liver and brain are wiped out."
Lu Yanran, who was on the city wall, heard the threat coming from the sky. Not only did she show no fear, she even smiled slightly.
News of Ling Yinglie's sudden death spread back to the Ling family. When the head of the Ling family saw Ling Yinglie's body riddled with holes, he was heartbroken. Ling Yinglie was the son he had always been proud of.
He was filial, knowledgeable and intelligent, and he felt very proud whenever anyone mentioned Ling Yinglie. This son was like a legend, with an undefeated status in the world and flaunting the Ling family's unshakable status in the world.
Since the death of Ling Yinglie, the Ling family and the Du family have completely broken apart. The Ling family has submitted a letter to serve as Princess Phoenix, just to avenge Ling Yinglie.??