Qian Yin led the crowd gradually away, and suddenly heard the melodious sound of the piano behind them.

In June, Yan Luoqiu sent the two of them to the battlefield in Longshan. What they played in the mountains was a rare song "Sheng Cha Zi", which mostly expressed the love of lovesickness and the pain of farewell.

In October, she sent them to the battlefield in Huainan, but she played a familiar song: "The sun is over the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea. If you want to see a thousand miles away, go to the next level."

It happened to be that the sun was setting that day, and the Yellow River was rushing into the sea with great momentum. The high-pitched music melody fluctuated vertically along with the setting sun among the river waves, and at the same time, it also followed the flowing water to the two of them. The lyrics are from Wang Zhihuan's "Climbing the Stork"

Que Tower", the tune is her Yan Luoqiu's "Wild Waves", which is completely natural and soul-stirring.

However, no matter how good the music is, it is destined to come to an end. When he thought that all the banquets in the world have come to an end, and how he and his genius were parted so quickly, crossing the wind and sea and chasing the waves, Lin Qian sighed with emotion for a moment, and was moved by the scene: "At the end of the song, no one can be seen, and the number of people on the river is gone.

Peak green."

"It's not this one." Yin'er was also jealous and poetic, "The water from the Yellow River comes up from the sky, but it's not as good as Luoluo to send me love. Two poems."

"..." Lin Qian had nothing to say and stretched out his hand to ask for something from her.

"The imperial seal? I won't give it to you, it's mine! Mine!" Yin'er was furious and refused to take it out.

"When did you protect me like this?!" Lin Qian was also jealous, "I want a wine bottle from you."

"Oh." Yin'er felt relieved and handed him the wine bottle.

"I know it's filled with vinegar." He knew Yin'er too well, and he must have been filled with vinegar. He drank it all generously, but after drinking it, his face was filled with bitterness.

"Haha, I was filled with vinegar, but it was only half a bottle of wine and half a bottle of vinegar. If you do this, you won't even want to drink wine in the future!" Yin'er laughed, her revenge was successful.

"Can you spare me?!" He was miserable, angry and funny. He really didn't want to drink in the short term, it was so unpleasant!

Spare him? No woman is willing to spare him.

"The wild waves dance with the wind, and the deep love flows with the water." It was just a song by Yan Luoqiu. For a moment, she didn't want to play anymore. She put away the candle dream string and turned around, "Let's go, kitten."

"..." The white tiger got up lazily and became angry when he heard it, "I won't get bigger anymore. I want to be a cat."

"Don't be angry, just carry me back. My legs can't walk." Yan Luoqiu never asks for help, let alone a beast.

"He's gone, why are you still pretending? Although your injury has not healed, you won't be unable to walk." Bai Hu tried his best to reveal the truth to her.

Yan Luoqiu was startled, then she straightened her face, looking extraordinarily beautiful: "Besides, even a cat can't pull out your hair."

"Qiu'er." Bai Hu quickly stretched out his claws to protect his head, "Nowadays, the stupid humans in Wuyue are smarter, the sect leader is not so entangled in seizing power, and Hedong is not as unstable as before. Then why don't you follow?

?Stay here? It's not like you."

"He has Yin'er and can't see me." Yan Luoqiu said with loss.

"What?" Bai Hu thought he heard wrongly.

"He fought bloody battles on the front line, but his father set his backyard on fire. Yin'er cleaned up the terrible mess for him. Yin'er was always paying attention to whether he was possessed by the devil, but I in hell ignored it. If not, what else would happen?

Why teach Yin'er to risk his life and draw a sword to suppress his demonic nature?" Yan Luoqiu recalled how she was defeated by Yin'er, "For a man like Xiao Qian, I am really willing to put aside my identity and do what I want to do.

It doesn't matter if you fill it up. But when Yin'er comes back, his feelings will no longer be blank. Since Yin'er is more worthy of him than me, why should I be here if she is with us?"

"Hey, be more open-minded, Qiu'er, he's not the only man in the world." Bai Hu sighed at this emotion.

"There is only one person who is worthy of me." Yan Luoqiu burst into tears. How could she not be sad? Stubborn people are the easiest to suffer. "However, when it comes to others, he is also a person like me. Because Yin'er is here, he doesn't feel sad in his eyes."

There will be other women. If I can't win his heart, it's because I'm not good enough. If I hold on to him too tightly, I'll hate him."

Baihu listened carefully, what he said was so familiar: Since I came to Hedong, I have always adhered to my ideals. But if I compare myself to others, he is also a person like me. Because the throne is too important, Western Guizhou is destined to be more important than Hedong in his eyes. Stay

I can't control his heart because I'm not good enough. If it's too tight, it's a sin... Qiu'er is like her mother, let it go? Let it go?

"The needs are smaller, and life is more cheerful. At least I still have the "Wild Waves" he left me. When I recall him, when he recalls me, when I think of him and me together, they are all smiling, and I tease

When he is there, he is mine, that's enough." Layman Siran said with a carefree smile.

"So, you actually gave up a long time ago? You just don't want him to feel guilty, so you always pretend to be a 'lifelong stalker'..." Bai Hu has experienced so many things, and he understands it all at once. Although.

After seeing Yan Luoqiu being injured, Lin Qian would probably still feel guilty for not being able to marry her, but this guilt would definitely be alleviated a lot because she said "I want to repay you" and "I will go find you".

"Wrong. I will indeed stalk you for the rest of my life. How could Yan Luoqiu give up? I just don't want him to feel that he owes me. I just want him to sneak in affection over time. I'm pretending to be sick now because I'm afraid of being too tight. For the time being.

Taking a back seat and lowering the demand is also to grasp the scale and have a different experience." Yan Luoqiu raised her pretty face with a bright smile, "Kitten, I saved Yin'er to win her, Yan Luoqiu never loses

battle."

"Ah..." Bai Hu discovered that this woman was different from her mother. The so-called looking away and letting go were all temporary... Yes, if you risk your life for someone, how could you give up so easily?

"During this period, I will practice the piano behind closed doors, and then I will fight with her when I feel I am better than her." Yan Luoqiu said confidently, "Since we are love rivals, I don't want her to be grateful to me, so she should fight me."

I mean, only in this way can I respect my opponent. Of course, before that, I also have to remind her to be more fierce and not let other women take advantage of my Xiaoqian. I am ready to fight her with swords and guns, who knows what others will do?

Are you plotting to harm her?"

"Then how long will this period of time be?" Bai Hu was looking forward to it, and it was not a big deal to watch the excitement.

"It depends on your mood." Didn't I say, anytime.

Zaolin on the Moon, Yan Pingsheng, Hai Zhulang, Zhao Xifeng and others planned and rebuilt the ruins of Zhenyuntai.

"Is Qiu'er back?" Yan Pingsheng doesn't care on the surface. In fact, he has his own reasons for not assisting. He knows his son better than his father. On the cliff, Yan Luoqiu is afraid that something will happen to Yin'er. He is nervous and looks at Qian Yin from outside the cold coffin to meet her again.

The lonely wiping of tears, or her anger at the first moment when she carried Yin'er into the cold coffin, had actually reminded him of a lot of information, but he had been immersed in the emotion of revenge and did not pay much attention to his daughter's mood.

Later, when he was in a stoic state, he recalled his backyard fire again, and couldn't help but understand: when he misunderstood Lin Qian openly destroying land and secretly robbing people, in order to make him believe that Lin Qian did not deliberately harm him, in order to make him understand

The fault was not Lin Qian's. What Qiu'er brought out was the "promise" made by the father and daughter, what Yin'er brought out was the "identity" based on the similarity between him and Lin Qian, and what Lin Qian later used his sword skills to show was always the same.

It is "the same destination". After all the performances, who is more suitable for Lin Qian? Alas, it is a pity that Qiu'er, who is so beautiful, has no place to hang on a tree.

"Xiao He, go and persuade Qiu'er." Yan Pingsheng turned around and said to He Yeyan.

"What's the better advice?" He Yeyan was not very good at talking.

"I don't know either." Yan Pingsheng was only responsible for giving orders.

"Then I'll go for a while, say a few words and then leave." He Yeyan smiled and returned to the same way of getting along with him as before.

"You're a bitch, you know how to do what you want and what you do!" Mu Honglian cursed.

"Old man, you said you should go!" He Yeyan said sullenly.

Yan Pingsheng watched the couple fighting and running, and sighed, "Okay, go make me Qiu'er laugh."

"This Honglian! Did the sect master say that he should go too?" He would rather be angry than get angry.

"I won't come." Yan Pingsheng looked serious.

"Please tell me, sect master!" Ning Bulai said solemnly.

"You once said that Qiu'er is like me, with a fighting spirit in her bones. You also said that she is like Wei Wei, who likes peace and elegance. In fact, she is more like you. She has never lived a good life for herself." Yan Pingsheng said understandingly.

"Sect Master..." Ning Bu Lai was stunned.

"If Ning doesn't go, he will die early. He only has a daughter and can't get married. Before it's too late, you can find a mother-in-law in Hedong to carry on the Ning family's lineage." Yan Pingsheng continued to order.

"Yes!" the order prohibited.

In the dim night, when the Muhe couple followed the elegant fragrance and found Yan Luoqiu, they saw her sleeping on the marriage tree by the Peach Blossom River, with the sky as a cover.

Calling the clouds into quilts, pillowing wine on the moon, being suave and transcendent.

"It's a pity that no matter how wonderful people come out in our Demon Sect, it can't change the flowering period in this world. All the flowers that should wither have withered in autumn and winter." He Yeyan sighed, feeling that the withered scenery here is not worthy of such a beautiful person.

My son, he seems drunk but not drunk, he is both a fairy and a demon.

"Spring flowers are all illusions given by God, while autumn trees are the original face of the earth." Yan Luoqiu looked back and smiled, because life was originally lonely.

Mu Honglian was about to shout at He Yeyan, are you so persuasive? Yan Luoqiu had already drifted down from the tree, and the piano was lying horizontally among the lightning and flints: "Honglian, do you dare to compete with a song? Your piano skills may not be good enough.

As good as me."

"It's what I want! Let's talk about it after we compete!" Mu Honglian geared up.

"Life is short, like a horse caught in a gap, a fire caught in a stone, or a body caught in a dream. I would like to be an independent person, facing a piano, a pot of wine, and a stream of clouds." Yan Luoqiu sat down and suddenly recalled the first time she met Lin Qian.

Night--

She said happily: "It's better to get drunk with the wind all night, and when you wake up, you can wash away all the hatreds of the world."

He said dullly: "You're fine, that's good."

He closed his eyes and was intoxicated by the smooth sound of the piano between his fingers, smiling happily: Xiaoqian, you have fulfilled my wish, and I will fulfill yours...

You deal with the chaos in the world, and I will protect the tranquility of the mountains and rivers.

The world is in chaos.

In the second year of Kaixi of the Song Dynasty and the sixth year of Taihe of the Jin Dynasty, at the beginning of October, the Jin army was divided into nine groups to counterattack the Southern Song Dynasty, four lines from Lianghuai and five from Shaanxi. Among them, Pu Sankui sent 30,000 provincial troops out of Yingchang, Shouzhou, and Heshi Liezhi.

Zhong led an army of 20,000 to clear the mouth.

"The official army of the Southern Song Dynasty was weak, and only Bi Zaiyu could fight. However, the rebel army was strong and should not be underestimated. Fortunately, since the middle of last month, a rift appeared between Murong Villa and the Huainan Fifteenth Gang, and the conflict was out of control. So far, the main force

They are still facing each other in the Xuyi area of ​​Chuzhou, so Lord He Shilie intends to cross the Huaihe River from Qingkou to seize the good opportunity of the feud between Murong Jingji and Sima Dailan. The fisherman will benefit and the troops will be quick." He Shilie held on to the special plan.

Someone came to ask Pu Sankui about the feasibility of the strategy.

"It's feasible." Pu Sankui, as the supreme commander of the Eastern Front, gave his approval to this plan. Although He Shi Lie was ruthless and cunning, he was also good at fighting and easy to ask questions.

"Master Pusan, are you not afraid that the Song army is just putting on a show? Are you trying to lure Shi Lie deeper into his grasp?" Looking at the back of the visitor, Xuanyuan Jiuye asked worriedly.
To be continued...