Nightfall

She is the most beautiful **** among the world's three idiots. After listening to the sad news, she did not hesitate to change to a plain shirt, riding a white horse into the wilderness, galloping day and night, her face covered with wind and dust, unbearable. Compared with the flowery face of the past, it can indeed be said to be ugly.

The Longqing prince did not look back at her face, her eyes moved from the morning light of Dongfang Xi to the deep night of the north, smelling the slightly sour taste from her nose, and her heart was slightly sour. He knew that his fiancée loves cleanliness. In such a cold winter day, he actually had a sweaty smell, and he can imagine how she came along this way.

Because of the sour heart and the fatigue of his body, he was suddenly tired, looking down at the ugly wound on his chest, and said indifferently, "I once had a dream."

Lu Chenjia didn't know what he was going to say, just hugged him gently, against his thin and dusty face.

"In the last few steps of climbing the backyard of the college, I had the deepest dream. In that dream, I was faced with the most difficult choice in life. However, I did n’t think much time, so I reached out and held the waist. Dao Jian. "

Prince Longqing looked at her hand on the ring and said in a small voice: "Then I pulled out the sword and pierced your chest. Even if you looked at me so sadly, I still didn't look back."

A morning breeze hit, no snow and cold, Lu Chenquan's body was slightly stiff, but the arm around him was tighter, because she heard some emotions that scared her from his indifferent voice.

"In fact, I am also suffering, but I do not regret it, because I firmly believe that it is the right choice."

Long Qing raised his hand hard and pointed to the black hole-like wound between his chest and abdomen: "After many years in that strange dream, my chest was also pierced with a wooden sword like in the early years of my dream I poke through you like I am not dead, a flower grows on my chest, a gold-cast flower, that gold flower is so beautiful, can even be said to be perfect, reflecting the glory of Haotian, very solemn . "

"The golden flower in the chest is the compensation for giving up all my service to Haotian. I held the sword and walked on the bright path with the golden flower on my chest. However, it made me feel sad and regretful. I even gave it in my dream. So many costs have not yet come to the end, why is this? "

The eyes of the Prince Longqing reflected the bright morning light of the east, like a ghost fire, without the emotions that humans should have, only endless despair and incomprehensible questions to the gods.

"Why is this? Absolute light is absolute darkness? But what Dao feels in my eyes is light! Why does Haotian give me such a rigorous trial? Does he think my Dao heart is not firm enough? I have been so perfect since I was young, why should I suffer so much frustration? "

The luster in his eyes gradually faded away, and it was as dark as the first light in the morning in the north. After a moment of silence, he smiled nervously, and raised his right hand to cover the poor wound that leaked like the lips of the dying old man. On the snow cliff was shot by Ning Que with an arrow through the chest and abdomen hole. There was no gold-casting flower. Only a blood flower that could not bear to see despair, I knew that there was no perfect existence in this world. All the pride and past Glory is just to give a footnote to the final destruction, just like the more beautifully carved the Taoist Temple building on Taoshan, the more sad and moving it will be when it overturns. "

Lu Chenjia shook his arms slightly, and she became more and more unable to understand what Long Qing was saying. It was clear that the words were clear, but the meaning contained in it was so fine and illogical. It's too small to understand, I can only feel it, and feel the despair and self-abuse in it.

The Longqing prince said slowly and lonely: "I know that you really treat me with pity, but now I and I are not qualified to receive your pity, so don't pity, just talk with me."

He slowly pulled Lu Chenjiahuan's hands away from his neck and said, "Don't worry that I will commit suicide. Although I do not have any nostalgia for this world, I am desperate, but I will not seek death, because Haotian seems to I do n’t think the punishment I have suffered is enough. I do n’t want me to die. ”

In addition to the serious injury, the Longqing prince had no power at all. But when his finger touched the back of Lu Chenjia's hand, Lu Chenjia let go without any resistance at all.

Lu Chenjia knelt beside him, staring at him with a long, handsome, even indifferent and ugly profile, no tears or sadness in his eyes, only the deepest love and love from his heart Pity.

"You just said that there is no perfect thing in the world, then there is nothing that cannot be changed. Whether it is your arrow wound or future practice, you will be able to return to normal, and teach adults to cure you, and I You can also ask your aunt to find the way to Xuankong Temple. Those Buddhists must have a way to heal you. "

The Longqing prince said: "The heart of a human being will always be clear. I have never been as weak as I am now, but I have never understood myself as much as I am now. You ca n’t do it even if you ’re the light **** in the monastery, and even those who keep silent in Buddhism. ”

"Don't hold any false hopes, no one can change my destiny."

He looked at some place in the distance and said quietly: "On the Le Shi outside the Shanchai Gate at the back of the academy, it should be the Master who left me four words. I had forgotten it, but it was before the death the other day. I thought of it inexplicably, the four words were gentlemen without dispute. At that time, I did not understand the true meaning of these four words, but I thought I understood very well, so I felt unwilling to even sneer and sneer at it. I want to understand that Confucius is talking about my character, and a person's character will determine a person's fate.

"I have been fighting all my life."

"Although you all don't know the true relationship between me and my brother Chongming, I am indeed arguing with him, and it is well known all over the world that I am arguing with him for the secular throne."

"In Tianyuan, I also fight, I want to fight for the status of chief disciple, because I am not willing to love my priest once lost, I will be humiliated and ridiculed at that time.

"In the ruling division, I have to fight even more. In the face of Dao Chi, this crazy woman, if I don't fight for some business power, where can I qualify to sit against her? Why should I sit on that side of the Jade Goddess in the future?"

"Once it has been beautiful and won, I thought it was all the result of the struggle. Now that I have fallen into the abyss of despair, I understand that the Master has seen through everything. All the sin and despair have been contended by myself."

"It's better not to dispute."

Lu Chenjia knelt beside him weakly, bowed his head and listened to him muttering to himself, the hair floating on his forehead, swaying pale and bloodless like lifeless grass in the wasteland.

The Longqing prince laughed indifferently, his pale smile looked extremely desperate, and said, "You know? I used to think I was the guardian of light, no matter how many people I killed and how many **** things you saw, My Dao Xin is still clean, because I firmly believe that I am carrying out Haotian ’s will. "

"Since I am the guardian of the light, since I am carrying out Haotian's will, of course I want to be a perfect person, so I attach great importance to the appearance and description, dress and modify the conversation to be rigorous and error-free, I rarely drink alcohol to prevent chaos, I am gentle on people and strict on myself. I pay attention to demeanor and temperament. Even if I have dealt with the extremely difficult Devil Sect, I have not attacked it. After that, I clearly came first after the college, but for the so-called demeanor, I After waiting for Ning Que for a long time, I finally waited for one of the toughest and shameless enemies of my life. "

The Longqing prince looked at the gleaming sky dome and said, "After the injury, I thought I would die, but I was inexplicably not dead, so I was thinking that Haotian did not abandon me, it just pointed me to the opposite path. So I want to try to go into the dark, I do n’t want to care about any demeanor, I have accumulated a lot of energy, and I have great courage, picked up the hunting knife, and turned towards a barren little boy who was only twelve years old. The head was cut off, but you know what happened? I didn't succeed. "

"I am willing to give up even the light, I am shameless, I have planned to surrender to the dark, and go to the absolute Yi side, but why am I still unsuccessful?"

The eyes of the Prince Longqing showed great fear, and muttered, "It turns out that this is not a story of the Haotian trial believers, not a story of falling from light to darkness, not the pain of those legends but still retained. The story of hope, this is just a story forgotten by Haotian.

"Struggling between light and darkness is indeed painful. Surrendering to darkness is even more painful, but that pain is alive and alive, but what about me now? I just want to surrender to darkness, and all are rejected. I am not qualified to let Haotian abandon it. I am just a little person who was forgotten by Haotian in the north of the wasteland. "

He coughed in pain, his thin body ricketing like an old man, as if to be a snowdrift in a wasteland.

Lu Chenjia looked at him insidiously, and suddenly the sadness in his eyes gradually subsided, slowly stood up, and after a little shaking, he stood firm and calmly and firmly said: "I will kill Ning Que first."

"Does this make sense?" The Longqing prince stood up hard and turned to hug her haggard yet still beautiful cheeks, and her dirty fingers slowly rubbed on her skin, saying, "It doesn't make sense."

Lu Chenjia looked at this face in close proximity, and found that this face had become very strange. She felt a sore heart and bit her lower lip lightly. She knew that if she could not remove the despair and the demon in Long Qing ’s heart, She couldn't take him away from this wasteland, but she knew better that there was no way to get Long Qing back in the past.

Prince Longqing has known her for many years, from the Lunar Kingdom Palace to the Temple of Heaven, and has been in love for many years. He knows the fanaticism of the **** indifferent and indifferent. When she looks at her expression, she guesses what she is going to do. Pulling the distance away from her, she shouted indifferently: "Don't try to stun me!"

"I'm a waste person, but I don't want to say anything like those waste people. Don't sympathize with me, please stay away from nasty words like me! I just want to simply say a few words with you? Do you have to be like those The talented and beautiful ladies do these nasty things! Do n’t you want me to runny like an idiot! "

Prince Longqing's voice was hoarse and roared angrily at her.

Lu Chenjia looked at him pale, and his hands on his chest seemed to beg, as if to use this action to calm down the pain in his heart, and also to show that he would not stun him.

There was silence in the cold wasteland.

After a long silence, the Longqing prince condensed his anger on his face. The once perfect face did not have any vitality and hope, with a very slow voice, a cold tone and a desperate look, said: "Do n’t sympathize with me, do n’t let me feel that you are sympathizing with me, see you today, it ’s better to see . "

Lu Chenjia didn't say anything, and slowly hung his hand mixed between his chest.

Long Qing turned around, picked up the branch that had been broken in half, and went on to the north.

Lu Chenjia was silent for a while, and then followed him northward.

Long Qing was injured too seriously, and his walking speed was too slow. After a long time, he walked out of dozens of feet and fell three times on the way. The branch flew away far away, and he had no strength to pick it back. The wound in his abdomen opened again, and he began to ooze blood out of the single thin shirt, condensing into ice blood beads in the cold wind.

Lu Chenjia has been following him, his face getting paler, but he has not stepped forward to help him.

The Longqing prince was tired and sat on the hard wasteland ground. He grabbed a handful of snow in his right hand and chewed in his mouth for a moment, and then tried to stand up and continue to go north. However, he did not stand still and fell heavily on the ground again.

He thumped the ground beside him angrily, but because of his weakness, the snow on the ground didn't splash a little.

Lu Chenjia looked at him in silence behind him.

Long Qing knew that she was behind, and after a moment of breathing, she suddenly shouted, "The things you have to say are all done. You have to meet again and you have already seen them. What are you going to do with me? If you follow me again, I will die to show you." "

Lu Chenjia's body shook slightly, and then quickly returned to stability. The girl's bright and beautiful face flashed a touch of perseverance, that is, the most delicate flower is also thorny and has stems. She also has her own bottom limit. She looked at the back of the man like a dog in front and shouted loudly: "Then show me your death!"

Prince Longqing's body stiffened slightly.

Lu Chenjia's face was pale, but he refused to cry out stubbornly, shouting: "We have been together for so many years, but you still refuse to let me see you clearly ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Then even death will not give me See? But I really want to see it, so if you want to die, then die in front of me. I will collect the corpse for you and go back to the Central Plains to remarry. "

Long Qing was silent for a moment and laughed like crazy: "It's a crazy woman, no one would dare to marry you even if you remarry."

Lu Chenjia shouted: "Remarry is to marry someone. You were already dead at that time, so you don't need to worry about it."

Long Qing was silent, and then continued north.

Lu Chenjia also stopped talking and followed him silently to the north.

Daxuema followed us wearily.

From early morning to evening, the wind and snow rose over the wasteland.

Cold wind bones.

Snow flakes.

Still walking.

(You should be able to write something at night, probably.)