The light of dawn slowly spreads from the east, like the belated beauty, but the cold air at dawn is getting stronger and stronger. The white mist rising up in layers envelopes the entire imperial capital, and there is a piercing cold.
It brings with it bursts of moisture from melting snow, making people shiver uncontrollably.
There was a short knife stuck in Lao Li's chest. The blade was inserted into his chest, and only the bloody handle remained outside. And his eyes were wide open, and he looked at those two smiling eyes quietly.
Alai stood up like a Maitreya Buddha. Although he felt unwillingness and sadness in his heart, Lao Li only had a calm and frightening look in his eyes. The blood was gushing out from his chest, but he seemed to be unable to feel the pain.
, and could not feel his body getting colder. But his consciousness was very clear, and he kept looking at Alai, who had a green scarf on his forehead and a ferocious look on his face.
Alai tremblingly let go of the hand holding the handle of the knife, and the taut green scarf on his forehead began to slowly disappear into his forehead. He had never seen such a calm and calm Lao Li. His
There was an inexplicable sadness in his heart. His chest seemed to be blocked, and bursts of uncontrollable sadness suddenly surged in his heart. His lips moved, but he still didn't make any sound. His slightly
He didn't dare to look directly at Lao Li with his guilty eyes. He wanted to avoid Lao Li's calm eyes, but he found that Lao Li's eyes were like a sharp sword that cracked the sky and had already penetrated hard.
In the pit of his heart.
"Haha, okay, very good. I didn't expect that I, Lao Li, would die in the hands of my brothers. It's really retribution. God has its way, and retribution is not good. Cough???????" Lao Li's mouth was already overflowing.
With dazzling bright bloodshot eyes, he struggled to finish a sentence, but couldn't help but cough wildly. He clearly knew that his body was starting to become cold, making him unable to control his body at all, and he felt that he
His body began to slowly fall towards the ground.
Unconsciously, Alai hugged the slowly falling body. He had never felt so uncomfortable. Even after losing her, he only felt helpless sorrow and indignation. But now.
, he stabbed the short blade into the opponent's chest with his own hands. His calm eyes and relieved expression eroded his strong mind like poisonous thorns. There was a surge in his chest that was no less than being stabbed by a sharp blade.
of great pain.
When the wind blows, they look at each other without saying a word. The mist comes and they hug each other without saying a word. The wet body and clothes, the body that is gradually getting colder and colder, Alai is like a lost soul, silently. What he holds tightly is
The blood-stained body, with only a little residual warmth, was like a withered lamp swaying in the cold wind. The tightly closed eyes were a warning that the other party had given up everything in his heart, even if he was the one whom he trusted the most.
His brother betrayed him, and even if he died at the hands of his own brother, he would have no regrets. Does a brother have this life or the next?
Alai didn't know how long he hugged the cold body. He only felt a trace of unconcealable hesitation flowing through his heart. He didn't know whether it was right or wrong. The sorrow and pain surged like a tide.
Like a sharp sword stabbing violently, Alai's chest felt like a lightning strike, and a strong bloody air surged up from his chest. "Pfft", Alai couldn't help but scream wildly from his mouth.
Blood spurted out like arrows, directly onto the cold body.
Two lines of hot tears fell from his eyes, and he raised his head. A sword-like light in front of him split the dense dark clouds with devastating force. In an instant, the dark clouds that were dyed white were divided into
Countless fragments spread out towards the sky. A bloodthirsty bright red sword light shot from the east. It was the sunlight at dawn. The bright red and blood-like sunlight finally began to show its majestic and powerful power.
Power, any dark cloud or haze in front of it will be easily torn into pieces like tearing paper.
"The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful of the candle." An old and hoarse shout came into Alai's ears, followed by a burst of intensive gong beating. This was the last watch after dawn, and the sound was thick.
There were layers of thick white mist, but the man who was watching the watch brought a dense sound of footsteps.
Alai put his cold body on the ground. He had already wiped away the tears on his cheeks, turned around and strode away. His figure no longer looked like the victorious general returning home, only a desolate and desolate figure.
His back was like that of a defeated general who had lost all power. As he left, the men in black lifted up their dead companions who were lying on the ground. They followed Alai's footsteps, slowly
Submerged in the white mist.
In the thick fog, a cold body lay on its back. The cold body was covered with blood that had not yet dried. There was a long, slightly curved knife lying next to the body.
The long knife was stained with blood, reflecting a condensed aura. A rickety figure came out of the fog. The old man who was doing watch did not notice the blood-stained body lying on the ground at all. He knocked on it while
"Gong," he yelled, then took staggering steps and disappeared into the white mist again.
Everyone in Xiting Street knows who the famous shrew is in this street. This shrew is the proprietress of the only noodle shop in Xiting Street. Today, the proprietress of this noodle shop got up earlier than usual.
Because her male servant lay on her body last night and stopped eating without a moment, she was so angry that she kicked her man off the bed. But she stayed up all night, and as soon as it got light, she
I got up and went to my pasta shop.
"Damn it, you stole my long dough-making stick and made me have to find a new one." As soon as the noodle shop owner came to her shop, she found that she had thrown it in the shop.
The long stick in front of the door was missing. So she started to curse, and she couldn't help cursing the stick thief in her heart.
While she was cursing with her mouth and cursing in her heart, she felt her feet slip and she fell to the ground. Being anxious and angry, she couldn't help but get even more angry. That fall would only cause her to fall to the ground.
The proud hip was in great pain from the fall. She quickly climbed up from the ground, but smelled a strong smell of blood. When she saw her hands, her face changed drastically, and she felt a sense of panic in her heart.
She couldn't help but let out a sharp scream that echoed throughout the countryside.
There has always been a faint uneasiness in Da Liu's heart. Ever since he met Lao Li, that kind of strong uneasiness has been lingering in his heart. As of this morning, the strong uneasiness has become more intense, so that it made Da Liu feel uncomfortable all night.
He was tossing and turning and couldn't fall asleep. So he got up early. He just wore casual clothes and took the sword that was always with him. He walked out of his home and wandered around the city aimlessly.
However, he didn't know that he had arrived at Xiting Street. At this time, Xiting Street was still immersed in a quiet silence. Only the thick fog blocked the street, as if it was isolated.
It's like a world. In fact, the same is true for other streets in the imperial capital. It's just that Da Liu has an inexplicable feeling like this in his heart. He is familiar with this Xiting Street than anyone else. It is the place where he, Lao Li, and Alai
Walk out from here.
He didn't know why he came to Xiting Street aimlessly, but he felt that the closer he was to Xiting Street, the uneasiness in his heart became stronger. Da Liu came here with heavy steps.
At the intersection of Xiting Street, an old figure staggered past him while beating a gong. Then, Da Liu slowly entered Xiting Street.
When Da Liu slowly walked towards the center of the street, he faintly smelled a faint smell of blood. As he went deeper into the street, the smell of blood became stronger. And Da Liu's heart rose.
A feeling of palpitations that he had never felt before prevented him from slowing down his pace. The street was shrouded in white mist, and his line of sight was only a few feet away, so he had to move cautiously towards
Move forward.
A sharp and loud scream passed into Da Liu's ears, making him tense up, but out of his own instinctive reaction, he still quickened his pace and rushed forward. Then he heard another tearing sound.
He knew that the two screams came from the same person, and it was also from a woman. He couldn't help but pull out the sword in his hand and ran towards the place where the scream came from.
.
What came in front of him was a woman in ordinary clothes. She was curled up in front of a noodle shop like a trembling body. The woman's eyes showed a look of horror. What made Da Liu even more confused was that
, the woman's hands were stained with blood. Such a strange scene made Da Liu's heart ache. At this moment, he smelled the pungent smell of blood, and he realized that he was only looking at that woman.
The frightened woman did not check everything here.
At this glance, Da Liu felt an overwhelming feeling in his heart. He saw that the ground nearby was full of blood that had not yet dried, and the street was basically dyed red by the blood. In his eyes, except for
There was nothing more than the red blood in his eyes, and this was what frightened Da Liu more.
Following the frightened gaze of the woman, Da Liu saw a motionless body lying in a pool of blood. When he saw the body, his heart suddenly felt like thousands of cones passing through it, and there were bursts of tearing pain.
It came like a tidal wave. Although the blood-stained clothes no longer looked the same as before, Da Liu recognized them at a glance. Suddenly, his mind felt like waves crashing on the shore, and there were waves of intense pain.
The attack made Da Liu's body shake uncontrollably, and he stabbed the saber in his hand straight into the ground, and then stabilized his body.
I didn’t expect that after the two words “take care” yesterday, they would already be separated forever. I didn’t expect that the dark-skinned man who always claimed to be able to kill a cow with one punch would now become a cold corpse. Da Liu Xu
He slowly walked towards the body lying motionless on the ground, leaving bloody footprints one after another under his feet, but he seemed completely unaware of it.
Endless sorrow and pain surged in his heart, and Da Liu resisted the tears in his eyes. "Who is it? Who is it, and why?" Da Liu couldn't help but roar in his heart. He slowly leaned down.
body, wiped the blood-stained face clean with his own hands, and then straightened the blood-stained clothes. A firm light flashed in his eyes, and he carried the cold body on his back.
A ray of rays of light shot from the east. Like a giant sharp sword, it split open the haze that shrouded the imperial capital city and shattered the white clouds. The imperial capital of Bianliang finally faced the sky.
The long-awaited first sun, in such a cold winter day, the crimson rays of rays rolled with a devastating momentum, with a dazzling ray of light, breaking through numerous dangers and dangers, and finally hit this place.
The sky above the imperial capital Bianliang.
Carrying Lao Li's cold body on his back, Da Liu gradually disappeared on Xiting Street with heavy steps. Only the blood stains on the ground reflected the red light in the sky. The thick white mist was split by the
The coming rays of light drove away wantonly and gradually faded, while the solemn smell of blood on the street became stronger. Rows of bright red footprints stretched towards the street entrance, and there was only one person.
The woman in ordinary clothes had a look of horror in her eyes, curling up in front of the noodle shop.
The blood stains on the ground gradually condensed, while the crimson glow above the sky gradually faded.