MTL - The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path-Chapter 147 The smoke has started

A hand held him.

Lin Shu bowed his head.

It's Yingying.

Yingying took his hand, raised his head, his eyes were a bit red, so was the tip of his nose, and dark, beautiful eyes had tears.

Lin Shu leaned slightly and touched her hair.

Yingying grabbed his hand and wrote a few words in his palm.

Lin Shu's footsteps stopped.

Those words were: "Just now, when you came in, Dad woke up."

Lin Shu turned his head and looked at Ling Fengxiao's vague sleeping face after watching the heavy screen.

Are you awake?

Does he not want to see himself?

Lin Shu thought that was indeed the case.

Better to meet each other.

Rather than ... torture each other, as it is now.

It ’s good to go.

He has promised the queen that he will stand on the side of Ling Fengxiao when he comes to battle in the southern and northern summers of Japan, and then the thing to do now is to consolidate and repair Xiushan into a state of mind. In the coming days, there will be more chances of winning on the battlefield.

And then ... Ling Fengxiao was sealed as the emperor, when the world was peaceful.

Until then--

Until then……

What about him?

Lin stared blankly at the infinite stars and moons in the sky.

Yingying pulled his cuffs again.

He looked at Yingying, thinking of her previous complaints and writing lightly in her palm.

"Tell your dad."

"Don't ... overwork."

"You don't have to be angry for Xiao Lingyang."

"Go to bed early."

"Add more meals."

"Take care."

Yingying's tears twitched in her eyes, then slipped down. Lin Shu reached out and wiped her, then wrote: "You too."

Yingying bit her lip and nodded.

She wrote, "Can I still find you in my dreams?"

Lin Shu wrote: "Okay."

Yingying looked at him like that, then slowly released her hand.

Lin Shu knows that Yingying has always been very obedient and not as persistent as Xiao Wuque.

Released his hand, he continued to move forward and walked out of the palace door.

After going out for a while, he looked back to the terrace to hide the flowers, and the trees were in bloom.

The lights in the garden went out little by little, as if starting to sleep peacefully.

Something was falling slowly in his mind.

Suddenly he wanted to go back, but he didn't look back after all.

He walked out of the palace gate and out of the Royal Street of Yangliuyiyi.

At the end of the street, there is a lotus pond for people to enjoy. In April, the lotus leaves were not displayed, and the surface of the pond was smooth as a mirror.

Lin Shu walked in and looked at his reflection in the water. He felt that this expressionless face was as poor and ugly as it was years ago.

But it is inevitable.

This seems to be his life.

A rustling voice of clothing interrupted his thoughts.

Lin Shu looked up at the source of the sound, and saw a man walking by the poolside, who walked to a willow tree, holding the trunk, his shoulders shaking, as if retching.

After a while, he walked to the pool again, looking at the reflection of the water like he had before.

At this time, Lin Shu finally saw clearly that this one in front of him was an acquaintance.

Xie Zishe.

Lin Shu looked at her direction.

When you see a spacious mansion, there is a light of lights and a sound of silk bamboo orchestras. You can think of how the lively scenes are intertwined.

He was watching, and saw Xie Zishe approached, and with a slight erratic voice he said, "Xiao Lin Shu?"

But seeing her wearing a wide-sleeved black satin robe with embroidered silver patterns is a very luxurious and formal style, but it is a man's style.

She didn't tease her hair as carefully as her ordinary daughter, but simply pulled it together. In the dimness, she could only see her face faintly. She was still as handsome as she was in the school, but she was also a lot embarrassed.

In the heavy snow that year, when the master sister of the Confucian Taoist School came in an old green robe and came to step on the snow with a lantern, the spirit of the eyebrows seemed to wear away a lot.

Lin Shu: "Yes."

Xie Zishe was really drunk, and looked at him for a long time: "Xianjunna ..."

Speaking again, bowing slightly, covering his mouth, it is uncomfortable to look like he can't vomit.

Lin Shu handed her an antidote.

In Xiandao's theory, wine is also poison.

Xie Zishe took it over, ate it, and after a while, it seemed much better: "Thank you."

Lin Shu: "No thanks."

Xie Zishe leaned on the willow and looked at the pool surface, saying, "I came out to hide from wine."

Lin Shu didn't answer.

He didn't know how to answer, and didn't necessarily need him to want to come to Xie Zishe.

Sure enough, Xie Zishe didn't take it seriously, and continued to say in a tone similar to self-talk: "The current atmosphere is to enjoy the feast. The factions are their own families. If I don't sing and harmonize with them, I will face them. I am afraid I am helpless. "

She chuckled lowly: "Tonight, I wanted to write sparsely, and I could read some books if I had no luck."

Apparently, her wish was not fulfilled.

Xie Zi said: "It's just that people's hearts are trembling now, and the hall is acting decisively and decisively. After a few days, I'm afraid that these people who are the only ones in the Lord and the faction ... will be dispersed."

In the night wind, her originally clear voice was a little dumb.

Lin Shu asked: "Why is the Lord and the peace?"

"Anyone in the world ..." Xie Zishe's voice was like sighing: "In Germany, it's not dangerous."

She picked up a willow leaf, and looked at it, saying: "The correct path of Confucianism is in my southern dynasty. Beixia and the barbarians are at a loss. Even though they are now strong and strong, there is no sage charm. After a century, it is not worth mentioning. If I can recuperate my health, hide my strength ... "

She held on to the willow and smiled lowly before sighing again: "Don't talk."

Lin Shu: "What if Bei Xia invades?"

Xie Zi said: "Cut the land and seek peace."

After that, she smiled at herself again: "It's just, but no one agrees with me, and I ... dare not say."

She staggered forward a few steps, looking at the bright moon in the sky: "The world will be chaotic."

Lin Shu knew that she might never realize her wish.

Ling Fengxiao tends to the main faction, and the queen ... even more so.

Lin Shu: "If you fight, what do you do?"

"Yue has a clear day ..." Xie Zishe didn't answer him directly, but instead looked at the moon drunkly and muttered to himself: "Instead of saying that the sky is not what people want, it is better to say that the world's wishes are often contrary to the will of heaven. , The world asks, but the happiness is complete, and this matter is ...

She laughed a few times and looked at Lin Shu: "If it is really inevitable, haven't I learned the art of war?"

Yefeng handed over the hustle and bustle in the courtyard over there, and faintly said, "Where has Master Xie gone?"

Xie Zi said: "I'm going."

She was still awkward, but her back was straight, and as she walked, she hummed the poem like a song.

"Jun doesn't see ... Jun doesn't see the bone-covered fields like snow."

"Jun does not see ... Jun does not see Gao Shu's sorrowful wind."

"Jun doesn't see the child still hug, slang Aye returned home early."

"When the hero pulls his sword ... it's another ten years!"

Lin Shu watched her leave.

Her footsteps suddenly stopped.

Spring night, silence.

Wind.

The sound of horseshoes outside the city.

Horseshoe Stomp.

And look northward!

In the distance, in the distant mountains, the fire lighted up, reflecting a huge plume of smoke rising!

And there are several streamers across the sky, the figure of the cultivator, rushing towards the palace.

Xia Chao believed in wolf smoke, and a beacon at fifty miles.

If an enemy strikes somewhere, immediately light up the smoke of the wolf, and the rest of the beacon stands to identify its location. It will also pick up the smoke and call for help from the nearest military camp or the capital!

The wolf is rising, the war is over!

At the moment, there is only one possibility, Beixia invades!

Xie Zishe laughed loudly.

After laughing, she bent down and kept coughing, listening to her voice, almost coughing and bleeding.

Finally calmed down, she looked at Lin Shu: "Take me to the palace?"

Lin Shu didn't speak again, luck led her, and flew away towards the palace.

And, straight to Ling Fengxiao's palace.

Along the way, the flute stopped, but saw the cavalry flying in the imperial city!

The iron hoofs break the spring flowers and autumn months, and the children are in love.

Lin Shu fell at the gate of the Indus Garden.

The Indus Garden, which had previously been turned off, was brightly lit at this moment.

Xie Zishe knelt before Ling Fengxiao: "His Royal Highness."

"You're here." Ling Fengxiao's words seemed to be addressed to Xie Zishe, but looked at Lin Shu.

In his eyes, there seemed to be nothing, and it seemed to have everything.

Then, Ling Fengxiao closed her eyes and slowly said, "Northern Xia colluded with the Western Territory and the Dian Kingdom.

Even if Lin Shu does not understand the situation, he also knows that this is a shocking change.

Beixia is the enemy of Nanxia, ​​but the western Xinjiang and Dian kingdoms bowed down to become the country of Nanxia in the previous battles.

And now ... rebellion.

Jinguan City is not far from the southwest border, and the soldiers and horses from the Yunnan land can soon reach the lower part of Jinguan City!

However, at the same time, Nanxia's elite soldiers are almost all concentrated in the North!

It takes at least ten days to move!

In this way, Jinguan City can be said to be isolated and helpless.

Xie Zi said: "Recently, troops can be transferred from Suicheng, 50,000."

There was silence in the temple.

Ling Fengxiao said: "It is ordered that Shangling Xuegong keep the city."

Someone took the lead.

But everyone present knows that the power of Xiandao is only part of it. Beixia must send countless elite wizards over.

Moreover, there are many taboos for immortal people to kill mortals.

Soldiers and horses.

Need soldiers and horses.

But where did it come from?

Everyone looked at Ling Fengxiao.

Ling Fengxiao looked at Lin Shu.

The next moment, Ling Fengxiao got up, flying in red and walking down the steps.

"For the transfer of soldiers and horses in Beijing, all of Xie Zi's orders were heard," he said indifferently. "The Shangling Academy is fully arranged by the Great Power Division."

Someone said: "This ..."

Ling Fengxiao and Lin Shu passed by.

Lin Shu heard Ling Fengxiao say to him, "Wait for me."

Then, Ling Fengxiao passed him and went straight out of the hall.

Running at night.

Ling Fengxiao turned over and galloped away from the palace!

The white horse in red quickly disappeared into the night.

No one knew what he was going to do, and even Xie Zishe looked out of the temple with questions.

Lin Shu looked at the tall towers of Jinguan City.

He didn't say anything, but luck flew past.

After a quarter of an hour, the city guards and the immortals began to be transferred one after another.

The gate tower of Jinguan City is the focus of defense.

Lin Shu stood on the city wall, and Shangling Jane fell beside him.

He solemnly addressed Lin Shu: "Thank you for your help."

Lin Shudao: "No thanks."

It has nothing to do with the southern and northern summers, and the fairy roads and magic roads.

Ling Fengxiao asked him to wait.

Then wait.

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The author has something to say: The towering palace is connected to the sky, and the emperor Jiuyi wants to open the territory.

Dongcheng Jianer prepares saddle horses, Xicheng Jianer City sword.

Everyone cuts clothes, and every family eats military food.

The child still hugged, and Ye Ye returned home early.

Jun sees the bone-covered fields like snow, and the high trees are sorrowful.

Once the hero pulled up his sword, it was another ten years.

From Yan Leisheng's "Tian Xing Jian".