In just two months, foreign experts have been besieged and hit hard frequently, and there will be death and injury in the natural strategy. The young generation is also killed and injured in December. Those who have broken the sky plan to make the foreign people feel frightened at the moment, and the stars and the moon are scattered. The temporary countermeasures have to be withdrawn seven days ago
After three years outside Twilight City, peace was finally restored.
Chapter II Annual Return of the Wild Goose
On a cold morning, it was dark and snowy in Western jackdaw, and several piles of broken snow fell from the branches of dead trees.
Western jackdaw’s eyes gurgled and looked at the huge city of Wan Li, which spans the north and south not far away. Suddenly, he saw a piece of swan goose flapping its wings from the city and taking off and sweeping the dome. Western jackdaw was so frightened that he fled in a hurry.
Fish intestines and geese
On bamboo slips, slips, slips, letters, letters, or letters; or letters, letters, letters, letters, letters, letters, letters, letters, letters, letters, letters, letters, letters, letters, letters and letters
In the past three years, those who have left their homes and come to the broken world in the middle of the Tianxi mirror can finally send their feelings to their hometown for the first time today.
Mr. Qi Ying, a former doorman in the courtyard, looked up at the eaves of the courtyard. He squinted at the red-tailed geese mixed with geese in the snow, and their feet were tied to his stationery.
Qi Ying, a middle-aged man who lost his wife, entrusted him with these three years. Every time I think of my young family, I feel that my heart is in debt. Although my brothers and sisters in the clan have surplus food to protect him from food and clothing, who will carve his virtue? Does the boy learn well without being taught by his father? After several sleepless nights, Mr. Qi Ying handed a commandment.
"My husband is quiet, self-cultivation, frugality and morality, not indifferent, not peaceful and far-reaching. My husband must be quiet and learn, and he must not be broad and ambitious. If he is slow to learn, he will not be able to concentrate on danger and rashness, and he will not be able to rule his life. He will become a dying man, and he will be sad and poor!"
Liu Shisan lives next door
Dressed in white, he always indulges in wine, and all kinds of wine are often drunk or unconscious, lying by the garden pond or sleeping on the rockery pavilion column, or sleeping at the tree on the window sill of the roof. Every time he is drunk, Nangong Jiu will fight him back and then throw his bed in ginger soup and hot water to sober up and wash take off your coat. Don’t even think about it. Nangong Jiu can’t do it and won’t do it.
She looked at the mud-like teacher younger brother and felt an impulse in her heart, thinking that it would be better to draw out a sword and cut down the trouble.
Shi Nangong Jiu didn’t know that it was their master, Luo Changfeng, who was snowing in the silver city. He also had a drunken experience, giving up and dying. In this respect, Liu Thirteen also inherited the mantle.
Hongyan Donggui sent him two letters, one to Snow Silver City and the other to Zhongzhou Imperial League.
Travelling to the ends of the earth, guest An Hongdou is not a silver city. She took small bean sprouts all over the mountains and rivers, and Wan Li looked for traces of Luo Changfeng everywhere. At this moment, she was on the coast of Tianbei, and she was drinking and reciting poems and watching the sea building.
An Hongdou was slightly emaciated in a red dress.
Small bean sprouts are three years old, wearing a little red coat and a pink face. There are quite a few parents’ shadows. The little girl is shining and black, and her eyes are looking at the marginal black. Wang Yang’s little hand is holding a big hand and her mouth seems to contain sticky sugar and she shouts "Mother Mother".
An Hongdou bent down and picked up the small bean sprouts. Suddenly, he saw an eagle plucking the cloud and diving down the railing in Guanhai Building not far away.
An Hongdou recognized that it was the news of Yan Lingwei in Snowy Silver City.
When she took the stationery, she found that it was thirteen Liu families.
"Younger died."
"The Great Wall of Wan Li was built with a butcher’s knife at dusk, and then it was immersed in Luotian Da for 1979 before it could be broken."
"Heaven’s heroes keep building ten roads according to the city."
"Skybreaker plans to implement alien masters and suffer heavy losses."
"the army is temporarily withdrawn"
"The war is a little flat"
"Is the little pool sick?"
"My disciples say hello to Jenny."
The thirteen Liu families are very simple, and everything is an understatement of sadness, joy, sorrow, sorrow and sorrow, and their feelings seem to be like a spectator instead of his personal experience.
I don’t know, the more he covers up, the more he seems to be deliberately worried about his youth, and others will know it without eyebrows.
Ann red bean looked at the center of the letter with a slight pain. In the past three years, thousands of days have passed in a hurry. She was bent on looking for Luo Changfeng to fall. She was almost possessed. She didn’t care about the war in Tianxi, and she didn’t have the heart to worry about the safety of the three disciples.
But I didn’t expect to receive such bad news from my disciples’ home for the first time today.
Small bean sprouts become snow. It seems that I feel my mother’s sadness. I stretched out my little hand like an onion and gently clicked my mother’s forehead. It seems to stretch my eyebrows.
An Hongdou took a long sigh of relief and rubbed her daughter’s head and asked, "How about going to Twilight City with her mother?"
Give up that idea of putting a boat in search of a cemetery where the sun never set.
Whether it’s the three children or the one who can make the butcher’s knife cool from emotion to public and private, she should take a trip to the cool city at dusk
Ann red beans think like this.
A swan goose flew over Qian Shan and broke into the paradise of peach blossoms. A man who used to be a hundred thousand imperial Xuanjia left-back generals in Dayan, dressed in cloth, unloaded his armor and farmed in farmland. When I heard that the swan goose was singing, I looked up and rushed to her home in Liangcheng at dusk.
This is the six emperors’ trip.
Dayan Empire used to love pastoral landscapes, gather chrysanthemums and hedge leisurely. After the Six Emperors, Yan escaped from Junze, Jade and Changfeng pursued the genocide. Once, they led the people of Yan’s imperial family, the old, the weak, the women and children, to migrate to their ancestral homes all the way and settle down to live and prosper until the troubled times reappeared.
This seemingly sentimental landscape actually has a very low sense of heaven, so the Six Emperors called General Zuo Wei to entrust these old, weak women and children with a starry night, and then walked out of the garden farmland alone with a knife and went to the west to compete for the deer. Since then, he has become an ordinary foot soldier in the million soldiers.
General Zuo Wei escorted the Six Emperors to a few huts and houses, behind a girl who was already trimming peach branches and purple clothes in Taoyuan forest.
"The Princess Hall is six royal families!"
Purple clothes girl didn’t look back, but after smelling the speech, she paused and then said simply, "Uncle, I am Ye Ziyi’s carefree eldest brother. Just look at it."
On the day of Twilight City, there were not tens of thousands of geese returning to the east, but thousands of them were sent to their parents, some were written to their children, some were talking about their lovesickness, and some were thinking about leaving.
Someone wrote bluntly, "Once you leave the two sides, when it is three or four days, you can’t say that in September, you can’t let go of your feelings and ask for your love."
Some people also sent a plate full of words in a roundabout way, and wrote a circle and a circle to list the lovers’ efforts to crack 167 words. It turned out to be a miscellaneous poem, "The mountains are high, the birds are singing, the springs are deep, the carp is fat, the birds are often hungry, and the husbands and wives are rare when they go out to see the white clothes, which is more than returning to the entry center. Sad Beitang is in the west, and it is urgent to express a long sigh." Those whose surnames are Su Zi and Bo Yu are knowledgeable and resourceful. They live in Chang ‘an, Sichuan, and cherish the horseshoe. They can’t count the mutton, a thousand pounds of wine and a hundred bottles of wine. At present, people are not intelligent enough to read from the central to the four corners. "
On the way to talk about the feelings, there is a way to go and a way to return when the geese go.
The most pitiful thing is that the survivors are far apart, with white hair and black hair.
Young monk, I wish I didn’t know who to send this note to, and watch the river lamp drifting away by the stream alone.
Chapter III Taiping
Bing shan Cang bing gu
In the sunset, the tranquility of the airport city is like lying in the maple forest at night and sleeping comfortably. It is refreshing to pass by and travel in the wind and feel tired.
Jiang Manlou was lying on a bamboo lounge chair, and the ink attack fan in the hand of the city head blocked the oblique sunset light and gave a sigh in his throat.
At this moment, he finally shouldered all the burdens, and his heart finally sank into the bottom of his heart without a moment’s slack for three years, and then he was calm and did not start a wave.
Three years ago, he Zeng Junze made a four-year bet to pay off the alien remnants in Tianhe Mountain. Three years later, he succeeded as promised in the sunset today.
Three years ago, he also told Wang Xiaoer, the golden mean sword, that he would introduce all the foreign experts into Bingshan and Zangbing Valley in one and a half years, but he broke his word and delayed the whole plan for another year and a half until today.
Good Wang Xiaoer didn’t say much. At this moment, the golden mean sword looked at the city’s littered corpses, but comforted and said, "Anyway, you have finished it after all. Since then, it has been quiet, and you can be United and keep cool together."
Lying on a bamboo chair, the river is full of gloomy grins. "It’s worth losing the whole airport even if you get the praise of the second senior brother."