Chapter five hundred and ninety-eight the road is long
The autumn in Baishui Pass is chilly and chilly, just like this city pass has experienced the vicissitudes of several battles. When Ling Tianyun woke up from the grief of the death of his father Ling Duozhi, he didn't even know it, and spent three or four days in a muddle.
After a month, it was already the end of autumn. The sun was setting on the mountains, the leaves were flying and the grass was falling, but there was a solitary grave overlooking the entire Baishui Pass.
In front of the solitary grave, there were several figures standing, including Ling Tianyun, who was dressed in black clothes and full of pure Yang aura, and a young man in blue shirt with an elegant temperament in his movements. The only woman in green clothes was elegant and elegant.
From time to time, an unconcealed fairy spirit was revealed from the dark eyebrows. There were also several other Baishuiguan generals who were dressed in bright armor and filled with rich blood energy. Their eyes were solemn, revealing a bit of tragedy.
"Let's go!" Ling Tianyun said in a deep voice after kneeling in front of the solitary grave. The childish face had been replaced by a touch of resolute maturity, and the sharp edges and corners of the face revealed a masculine air.
, and the mysterious clothes exuded a faint sense of mystery. In three or four months, a lot can be changed. At the very least, Ling Tianyun has become more mature, and the masculinity in his body has become more thorough.
All the generals standing in front of the lonely grave were silent. Only each of them held a jar of strong wine in their arms, exuding the smell of alcohol in the autumn wind. With unified movements, they poured the wine into the air.
With the altar stretched out in front of their chests, their eyes were glaring at Ling Tianyun, who was almost the same height as them.
Ye Yinfeng stood behind Ling Tianyun. He felt the chilling atmosphere carefully. Naturally, it was impossible to feel happy under the cool autumn breeze. Only the strong liquor could arouse the melancholy in the throat.
Anger, a burning feeling, as if he was spitting out fire, a pungent heat flowed through his throat, as if rolling on the tip of the fire. It flowed all the way to his chest, where the smoldering fire arose.
It kept rolling around in my chest.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang" were the four sounds of the altar being smashed, reverberating around the solitary grave. And the spicy aroma of wine circled back and forth around the solitary grave, as if it would never dissipate.
The splash of strong wine, the swirling aroma of wine, and the yellow leaves flying all over the sky are intertwined. The aura of chilling, the gloomy smell of blood, and the tragic feeling of parting
, but not as heroic as that roaring sound to the sky.
The nameless wine shop is still the nameless wine shop, but the owner of the nameless wine shop has changed. It is difficult for Ling Tianyun to smell the aroma of "Snow Pear Brewed" wine from the street anymore. The street is still the same long one.
The streets were as lively as ever today, because today was the day when the market was open. The government officials who maintained law and order were still the government officials sent from Baishui City, but he didn't recognize anyone.
It was still such a lively market, with many Khitans, Hans, and people of other races among them. Ling Tianyun, Ye Yinfeng and others were walking through the long streets of Baishui City. Although Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng were
They exuded a unique aura, but they did not attract special attention. On the contrary, Nangong Xianchen's fairy-like temperament attracted people on the street to look at her sideways.
Nangong Xianchen had a hint of blush on her face, her eyes were shining and her figure was elegant, like a fairy from heaven who did not eat fireworks from the world. Seeing so many sideways glances at each other, this Linglong Valley lady
The descendant couldn't help but tense up, and the young man in blue shirt beside him showed a slight smile and gently held the fairy's catkin. No one felt that they were bold in their actions on the street.
What kind of violation of regulations? This is a border crossing after all, and all races are mixed. Such a bold move is nothing in their eyes.
Ling Tianyun looked at the beautiful couple behind him, and couldn't help but feel an unconcealable smile in his heart. Since the death of his father, Ling Duozhi, he had not shown any smile. And today he brought them to Baishui Pass.
Wandering around, he felt that this was a different Baishuiguan. Seeing the intimate behavior of the two people, he was secretly happy. For some reason, he suddenly thought of the little girl Duoer from the unknown wine shop hanging around his neck.
The sachet underneath has long lost its original appearance, and the fragrance in the sachet has long since disappeared. The sachet is no longer the original sachet. I just don’t know if Duo’er is still the same as before.
It’s Duo’er.
From the crowd in the street, Ling Tianyun felt several strange auras, and he knew that these auras belonged to martial arts cultivators. Baishui Pass is a border city, and ordinary martial arts cultivators naturally rarely go in and out of Baishui Pass, but today's Baishui Pass
There were a lot more than before. He knew that these martial arts cultivators arrived at the time when he was taking his father's body back to Baishui Pass, and he also knew that this group of people came to Baishui Pass for him.
At the Baishuiguan military camp, the soldiers with eyes full of murderous light looked at the young man in black clothes. The sadness in their eyes had not completely dissipated, and their scorching gazes kept falling on the young man in black clothes. The gate of the military camp
Inside, a high-hanging military flag fluttered in the wind, making a hunting sound. The military flag was stained with blood, but it was still as powerful as a rainbow, and the word 'Ling' that was almost covered by the blood was even more condensed.
There is a bit of a strong smell of blood.
Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng stood under the flagpole, silent for a long time, and the soldiers behind them were even more speechless as if in silent mourning. The saber with a cold light on the handle was half drawn out of the scabbard.
, the cold light of the blood mark reflected on the blade, and the rough and heroic faces were as calm as water. This was a breath of anger, without any vow of farewell, without the burning eyes.
everything.
Ling Tianyun was also silent. He felt strong anger from these border soldiers, but he didn't say anything. His father didn't want him to take revenge before he died, and he didn't want to bring his father's hatred to the military camp.
Among them, although these are soldiers who have followed his father for many years, their loyalty is unquestionable. He knows that all this must be done with his own hands, and he will make the Zhong family and even everyone who peeks into the Ling family's secrets repay their debt with blood.
"Everyone, Tianyun bids you farewell and leaves Baishui Pass to you. I don't know when I will return to Baishui Pass after I say goodbye. I hope all uncles and brothers will take care of themselves." Ling Tianyun glanced at it and saw something.
He felt the scorching eyes on Zhang Zhang's familiar face, but he still said with an extremely firm tone. The defender of Baishui Pass was his father's hard work, but his father Ling Duozhi's last wish was to protect Baishui Pass so that he would not fall behind.
Hands of the Khitans.
"Have a good trip, Major General. All the border officers are looking forward to the return of the Major General. We will follow the Major General when the time comes." A general looked solemn in his eyes and said to Ling Tianyun. If Ling Tianyun said a word, I believe everyone
The border troops will follow Ling Tianyun.
"Everyone's heart is taken by Tianyun. Tianyun will never know the fate of Shuozhou after he goes to Shuozhou. I hope you will abide by my father's last wish and ensure that Baishui Pass does not fall into the hands of the Khitans. If one day Tianyun leads his army to regain Yanyun Sixteenth
On the occasion of the Yanyun Prefecture, it is the time for us to meet again." Ling Tianyun concentrated his energy and said loudly. He knew that such a day would come, and he believed that one day he would send his troops north to regain the Yanyun Sixteenth Prefecture, which was another one of his father's
wish.
"I am willing to work hard and wait for the return of the major general." A loud roar came from the mouths of the defenders over there, and the burning light in their eyes became more intense. Just for that promise, only
That majestic figure is only for their mission as soldiers.
"Okay, Tianyun made an oath. When the Northern Expedition recovers Yanyun Sixteenth, it will be the time for me to return to Baishui Pass. At that time, we will fight against the Khitan barbarians again. We must let my father's reputation be spread, and the troops of Baishui Pass must be spread."
The soul's reputation resonates all over the world."
The war horses neighed, the fluttering military flags, the overwhelming shouts, and the passionate men with a rainbow of momentum. At this time, the aura of the Baishuiguan military camp was rising to the sky. A wave of heroic spirit soaring into the sky was everywhere.
The blood of the famous Baishuiguan soldiers surged out, instantly filling the entire military camp. Boiling blood, high enthusiasm, and fierce fighting spirit, all of which were common sights at Baishuiguan at this time.
Three horses rushed out of the military camp at Baishui Pass, and their long neighing sounds echoed with the loud shouts in the military camp. The splashed dust rose into the sky and stayed there for a long time, just like the high-pitched hunting sound of the horses.
Like a military flag. At this time, the autumn wind is blowing everywhere in Baishuiguan. The bright sun does not bring any heat, and the wind blows like a knife blade. The cold winter is not far away.
After rushing out of Baishui Pass, Ling Tianyun stood up on horseback. He looked back at the city. In less than a year, he did not expect that so many things would happen. He clearly remembered the first time he left Baishui Pass.
He remembered that when he left Baishui Pass, he was attacked and killed by someone along the way. Thinking about it now, he felt like he was in another world, but the figure standing on the city wall and watching him silently no longer existed.
He silently thought to himself that if all this could happen again, he wouldn't leave Baishui Pass, but it didn't happen again. Just like he watched his father calmly take his last breath, all this happened.
It seemed like it happened yesterday. Vaguely, he seemed to see a majestic figure on the city wall watching and encouraging him. But when he looked closely again, he found that the figure on the city wall had disappeared.
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"Let's go, we have more to face, about our life experience, and even about the world. We have to face it, and we have chosen the right path of our own. I believe that Uncle Ling will rest in peace even under Jiuquan.
"Ye Yinfeng rode his horse and stood next to Ling Tianyun. He patted Ling Tianyun's shoulder and said calmly. As for the secrets of the Ye family and the Ling family, he knew that he could only learn about it from the man named Pang Bo. He also knew that Ling
Everything Duozhi arranged was for their own good.
"Road, where is our road? The world is still Jianghu. Huang Gong's treasure is still grudges. No one told us about all this. The people of the Zhong family are still watching covetously, and there are all the forces that covet Huang Gong's treasure.
They are secretly monitoring us. Longyin Temple, the four ancient martial arts sects, all of these have become mountains that we cannot climb." Ling Tianyun frowned and said in a deep voice. He knew that the root of all this was the world and Long.
Hidden Temple.
"No matter what we are going to face, no matter how powerful the Longyin Temple is, there will always come a day when the temple will be trampled under our feet. If we are happy to fight with swords and horses, that will have to wait until we find our own way.
, I believe that day will not be far away." Ye Yinfeng has an elegant demeanor, and his handsome face is glowing with confidence.
"Okay, from today on, we will stir up trouble in this world. And my name, Ling Tianyun, will not only be heard in the world, but also in this river and lake. The ultimate martial arts master will definitely be my Ling Tianyun.
A place for you." After hearing this, Ling Tianyun's eyes shone brightly. He nodded to Ye Yinfeng and said with great pride.
"I am the one who dares to replace the world with new thunder. The road is long and long. I can cut the stars and grasp the moon to determine the world." Ye Yinfeng laughed loudly. The handsome young man also had a ray of light that soared to the sky.
For Haotian, the sun and moon in his heart shone even brighter, and his long and bright smile shook the world. Ling Tianyun looked sideways at this young man who seemed to be as weak as a scholar, but he also had a bold and bold temperament.
He is a real young man, his heart is not just about the love between his children, but about the world among all living beings.