Unconsciously, it has been nearly the end of the year. The snow in Lizhou has been falling heavily, layered and covered the entire imperial capital. The Jiuding Mountain, which has not fallen snow for thousands of years, has turned white, and it is as sad as if it is like a candle in the twilight years.
The mansion led by Baili Yun was neglected and could not hear a few voices all day long. Only His Majesty occasionally came to visit the marshal and could add some freshness to his original style.
The snow mat lay the roof of the eaves, and Bailiyun lay leisurely on the snow eaves of the Marshal's house as usual, looking at the sky, as if in a daze.
"Master General." Gui Wuzai shouted underneath.
No response.
"Master-in-chief!"
Still no response.
"Bailiyun!"
This time, Baili Yun finally seemed to hear it, and then he fell into his eyes.
"It's the end of the year, it's time to send someone to send Xiao Yue'er back to Canghai Pavilion."
"Oh..." He looked back at the sky.
"Who sent?"
"Whatever you want, you can do it."
"..." Gui Wu had a dark face, and the blue veins on his forehead leaped twice.
Baili Yun seemed to have just come back to his senses, so he thought about this question, "Let Zi Mei go."
"I also want to ask you where Zi Mei went."
Baili Yun's eyebrows moved slightly, "Isn't she here?"
"You didn't send her out?"
Baili Yun sat up and fell down his eyes, looking innocent and dull.
“…”
"Where is that girl?"
Gui Wu thought for a while, "I went to Master Cheng's place with the young master's kitten two days ago."
Hearing this, Baili Yun lay back and returned to his usual laziness, "Then you go to Mr. Cheng to find it."
“…”
A gust of north wind suddenly became cold, causing both of them to tremble under the eaves.
Gui Wu rolled his eyes to the sky, disliked him-
No question!
After all, I felt sorry, I still left the hospital with a stomach full of ghost fire.
Baili Yun also turned down the eaves and walked into the Marshal's house.
But I saw the "marshal" wearing gauze and sitting on the couch yawning, his figure was lazy, and he could not see his straightness and pride at all.
"Remember you are a wounded person now." Baili Yun crawled into the house to keep warm and scolded him.
Gui Yi, who pretended to be a marshal, stretched again, "You are going to let me lie until the marshal comes back?" He lazily retracted his hand, holding the quilt head, "No one comes here at any time..."
"Anyway, you have nothing to do here, you can't rest assured?"
Gui Yi protested when he heard this: "I'm almost lying down!" After anger, he fell down and the thin bed board was shattering with a muffled sound, "You can also send me some work. If this continues, I should go and see Yingluo."
"If you want to see him, die and stay away and don't get the matador's quilt dirty."
"..." Gui Yi knew that he couldn't tell him, and he didn't always have the interest to quarrel with Baili Yun like Gui Wu. So he sighed sadly and compromised and started to talk about the topic: "Why do we have to do nothing when we stay in the capital? Didn't that thing ask you to come to the Western Regions before..."
Baili Yun poured himself a cup of tea and smiled sarcastically, suddenly as evil as a ghost. "At least you can see countless souls, but you can still believe his lies?"
Gui Yi looked at him in confusion, sat up again, and thought for a moment, "That guy was easily angered by you. He was not a smart guy, and his spirit contained a violent aura. I think he was also a fighting guy - it was not strange that such a thing was irritated and demented."
After he finished speaking, Baili Yun took a sip of tea, then placed a cup, leaving a faint curve on the corner of his lips, and said, "He is pretending."
"Pretty? Why do you say that?"
"He seems to have lost his mind, but in fact he is not leaking, and the important things are impossible to understand."
"The important thing..." Gui Yi thought about it and he really didn't get anything, but...
"Are you too impatient to start? You didn't even give him a chance to finish your words."
"If he really wanted to say it, I wouldn't kill him. Besides, he wasn't dead at all." Baili Yun lit the edge of the table with his fingertips, "or rather, he wouldn't die at all."
"I won't die?"
Baili Yun glanced at him, and he was like a fool, "Can you kill the consciousness that is parasitic on the other things?"
"Oh..." Gui Yi reacted and said, "So you are planning to be idle in the capital?"
After going around such a big circle, he still couldn't clear his suspicion of eating dry food.
Baili Yun sighed and took a little joke, "Their purpose is in the capital, and the time to choose is very good. It is just right to cover up the disasters of the ghost star and the bright moon land."
"So, are you waiting for the rabbit in the capital?"
Baili Yun smiled and did not answer, and after a moment of concealment, he said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, Kyoto, without a marshal, will sooner or later be in trouble."
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Gui Wuhuo reached the palace of Lord Shangshu like a running errand, climbed over the wall and entered the hospital. He happened to see Situ Cheng teasing the little white cat with strange eyes with enthusiasm, but Li Yue was not seen everywhere.
Gui Wu suddenly jumped off the eaves and ran away the little white cat. He suddenly scared Lord Shangshu and finally came to his senses for a long time.
Situ Cheng covered his heart and almost turned his back, and asked, "You are from Canghai Pavilion, right?"
"Sorry, that..." Gui Wu was really not good at external communication, so he could only skip those circles and go straight to the point: "Is my Liyue disturbed me in the mansion?"
Situ Cheng was stunned, "Has she not returned?"
Gui Wuye was stunned, "Isn't she in the mansion?"
The kitten shrank to the edge of the corner of the wall. Situ Cheng glanced at it and said, "She put the cat on me that day and left."
Gui Wu scratched his head, and he was so anxious, "Then did she say where did she go?"
"go home."
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After walking for more than a month, the team heading to the Western Regions finally reached the edge of the desert. Looking at the distance, the earth and the sky are dark, the dead grass is interspersed with cracks, the setting sun is halfway down in the west, dust is stained with blood, magnificent and miserable.
The messenger of the Western Regions who accompanied him pointed to the direction of the sunset in the west and said, "The land of the bright moon is at the end of the West Sea. When the sun sinks into the lake, it is the time for the bright moon to ascend to heaven and chase."
Yi Chen chased as he pointed and looked at it, saying, "So it is called 'Zhu Yue'?"
"Young Master," Shu Linggao shouted and walked over, "I'll take a rest here tonight and set off to enter the desert tomorrow."
"Yeah." Yi Chen nodded and responded. When he turned around, he could not see the fifteen warriors and asked, "Where are them?"
"They have changed their armor and opened the way first - please do it here for the young master." Shu Ling resumed the call of subordinates outside, but his tone was still casual.
"Let's open the way first?" Yi Chen looked at the vast desert incredibly, "The desert is cold and dangerous at night. Since we are about to enter tomorrow, why bother them to take the risk tonight?"
"It is precisely because the desert is dangerous and unpredictable that they need to go in advance to open the way. You guys don't have to worry, they can handle this."
Seeing that Shu Ling was so confident and without any worries, Yi Chen chased him and calmed down his mind with skepticism. When he was about to move, he still glanced at Sha Hai again.
Yu Guang saw the envoy from the Western Regions looking at him with a smile, half of his face dyed Yu Yang's golden light, as if covered with thin curtains, blurring his expression. "I didn't expect that the dignified Marshal would still worry about those soldiers who were as big as grass."
Yi Chen heard this and gave a pause. A little absurdity rose in his heart, but he was able to calm down. He turned around and said politely: "The importance of the country lies in the people. The battle between the three armies is powerful for the soldiers. If there is no grass, how can the powerful come from?" After that, he nodded and smiled, and then turned around.
The messenger of the Western Regions looked at Yi Chen's slender back as he chased away, covering the yellow sand with blood, as if he was falling into the dust.
"The Red Lotus of Burning Heaven, why should you pity your coldness..." He sighed, smiled, and continued to look at the sunset.
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Yi Chen followed a sword of evil fire and inexplicably entered the tent prepared by Shu Ling, and suddenly paused at the curtain, thinking, why didn't you say a few more words to that guy just now?
"Don't block the way." Li Ying's voice suddenly came from behind with a cold sound. How could Yi Chen Zhui not give way? He rushed away with a quick step.
But Li Ying was holding a bowl in her hand, as if she was holding a bowl of soup.
"Drink." Li Ying handed him the bowl, "General Shu prepared it, saying that you are prone to being unacceptable to the local conditions, and it will be better if you drink this."
"Actually, that's what I did when I was a child..." Yi Chenzhui refused and didn't want to take the medicine bowl. But at this moment, Shu Ling lifted the curtain and saw Liying holding the medicine dryly, and scolded him: "The climate in the Western Regions is harsh, and the desert is even worse. Just drink the medicine honestly, don't let Liying down. These medicines are all found by her for you."
Shu Ling talked at this point, but saw Li Ying's eyes suddenly sinking. Yi Chen chased after him and didn't dare to pause for a long time. He hurriedly took the medicine bowl from her and said with a smile: "I'm working hard, I'll drink, I drink..."
Yi Chen chased him and suffused his head to pour all the bitter medicine. The medicine smelled full of the mouth and throat, making him dizzy. He took off the bowl and covered his mouth and endured the dry retching for a while.
I haven't taken medicine for many years...
Liying took back the bowl from his hand, and without saying a word, lifted the curtain and left.
"Uncle Ling," Yi Chen chased and poured a large glass of water before finally relieving the tragic and bitterness, saying, "I haven't been involved in this problem for many years, so why bother with this?"
"I didn't do this, it was prepared by Liying for you."
"Ha?" Yi Chen chased and froze.
While laying the bed, Shu Ling said, "After all, the desert is different from other places. Although you haven't had any problems for many years, it's better to be careful. There are several medicinal herbs out there, and it's very rare. It took Liying a lot of effort to get it for you. Don't let her down and drink it honestly."
"This kind of thing..." Yi Chen suddenly got stuck in half of his chasing words.
He originally wanted to say how Li Ying could do such a thing, but after thinking about it for a while, he realized that from childhood to adulthood, it seemed that Li Ying was the only one who could truly be inseparable from him...
When Yi Chen Zhui felt this, he suddenly felt warm in his heart. When he recalled Li Ying, it was not just her extremely tough temperament.
Liying squeezed the empty bowl and escaped a hundred steps away before she barely stopped her steps. Facing the last ray of sunset, a layer of red glow suddenly flew up on her cheeks, rolling and burning, burning into her heart.
The bowl clattered twice in her hand, and finally couldn't stand the pressure and broke into a piece of porcelain with a "bang".
Even if she crushed the bowl, she couldn't help her mood. Another sound of wind passing by was slightly different. Without thinking, she unscathed her sword and chased the wind.
The sword fell in half, and then a light shadow fell to the ground. It staggered, knocked off its hood and fell off its silver hair.
Chapter completed!