Nightfall

The second volume of the winter lake Chapter 273 is this not an understanding

Ning Que did n’t cheat Ye Hongyu. He really took Sang Sang to the red sleeves. But today he did n’t play in the Shuizhueryuan, nor did he peep at those new red cards, but honestly. On the top floor, sitting in Jane's room, rolled up his sleeves and launched an offensive against the pot of goat soup. M

The earthen bowls are filled with sheep and miscellaneous meat, and the utensils are perfectly matched. With more than ten plates of side dishes and green vegetables, there is green in the steaming steam, which is really a wonderful winter solstice festival atmosphere.

Ning Que picked chopsticks and lamb from the bowl, dipped it in garlic, and chewed it into her mouth. She sent Jiujiang Double Steamed Brew in her cup to her lips, and her spicy brows were very tight, like Encountered something extremely difficult.

Everyone, Jane, took the towel that Xiao Cao handed over, wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, looked at him and said, "I have brought the queen's mother's words, as long as you can quietly pass today, the mother is willing to pay what you need Of course, she will once again apologize to you on behalf of Xiahou. "

Ning Que pointed to his brow, which was so hot that it was rumpled by the spirit, and said, "The problem is that there is a prickly entanglement between the eyebrows and it can't be stretched. I can't figure it out."

"You are spiced with alcohol, it's better to drink it than Sang Sang, so don't pick strong alcohol."

This sentence of everyone seems to have a deep meaning. After saying this sentence, she was silent for a long time, and then once again cautiously and gently persuaded: "It is great wisdom to endure quietly."

Ning nodded and said, "I understand the truth."

Everyone smiled comfortably, and then sighed, "Before you come, I'm really worried that you will be as nonsense as that guy."

According to the brothers and sisters in the academy, everyone should be regarded as the uncle of the young master. So, in this world, only she dare to call the young master uncle as that guy.

"I don't have the skill of Uncle Xiao." He said with a smile, and then said with a smile gradually: "If I have the skill of Uncle Xiao, I naturally don't have to bear it anymore. Since I joined the WTO, of course I have to kill it. Falling into the master's prestige, let's not damage the uncle's prestige. "

Jane everyone frowned, saying, "Went into the WTO is not killing, but understanding."

Ning Que said: "Isn't killing a kind of comprehension?"

After finishing this sentence, Ning Que became drunk. I do n’t know if it was the double-steamed brew from Hebei County that made him drunk, or did he find that he could n’t tear the densely woven nets of the strong men in Changan City, so he had to Drunk, maybe he just wanted to hide some of his thoughts by drunk.

As usual, after the red sleeves were drunk, he slept in the small yard of Shuizhu'er. The warm fragrance of the bed was as old, but fortunately, there weren't many master Yan's smelly feet.

Sang Sang sat at the head of the bed, took a wet towel, and put it on his forehead. She knew that Ning Que was drunk at this time, so she refused Shuizhu'er's proposal to make a sober soup.

Ning Que did not dream in the drunkenness, did not see the darkness in the distance, did not see the black smoke of the three extremely cold cathodes, nor did he see the infinite light on the sky above the head, he just sink his consciousness Entering the sea and sinking to the deepest sea floor, picking up the fragments of consciousness to realize it silently.

These fragments of consciousness were obtained last year after a **** battle with Liansheng in the gate of Mozong Mountain. Before the death of Master Liansheng, these fragments of consciousness were forcibly crossed into his sea of ​​knowledge. Since then, he has been carefully understanding, but always There is no specific gain.

However, he knew that these fragments of consciousness were very important, at least for him, because in Hulan Haibei, it was precisely these fragments of consciousness that he faced Xiahou ’s domineering iron fist. , Seems to be able to guess where Xiahou is in the battle.

Drunk lying in a bed, Ning Que's right hand fell unconsciously on the waist, there were a few hard things in the belt, the college's waist card, and other waist cards.

These brands in the belt seem to give him some spiritual comfort, making his consciousness lurking in the sea of ​​knowledge become more and more quiet and clear-the deep meaning of the fragments of consciousness left by Master Liansheng, this At that time, he still didn't have enough realm to fully comprehend, but he already understood the important role of these fragments of consciousness in the battle with Xiahou.

On the shore of Yanming Lake, Ye Hongyu once said that the great practitioners who entered the destiny can perceive the most subtle changes in the vitality of heaven and earth. All the means of the opponent cannot exceed their experience and perception. It is the truly terrifying place for those who know the destiny.

Ning Que's current state is Dongxuanshang Realm. If he wants to cross the border and fight with the great practitioners of Zhiming Realm, the huge difference in fighting consciousness will make him despair.

However, he knew that there were many fragments of consciousness left by Liansheng in the depths of the sea.

The great figure who was once the great priest of Xiling and the protector of Buddhism's mountain gate had already reached the peak of Zhiming Realm during his lifetime. After the five realms, become the extraordinary generation of saints.

What kind of state did the fragment of consciousness left by Master Liansheng reach?

Ning Que does not know that such things can only be known in battle.

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After waking up, Ning lacked alcohol and was refreshed, confirming that his body and spirit were in the best state of his life, and then he and Sang Sang left the red sleeve.

The wind and snow in Chang'an City is greater than in the morning, and the pieces are like goose feathers, dancing uneasy, and then fall, and the whole city is dyed white, Ning Que and Sang Sang holding the dirty **** umbrella , Walking in this plain ice and snow world, like a little dazzling ink drop.

The ordinary people in the city are at the festival, accompanied by the smell of mellow goat soup, and the thick snow on the eaves seems to have become freshly lamb slices. The royal nobles also have to celebrate the festival, but the quiet and solemn of the North City In the mansion, there was no loud voice.

Ning Que knew why. The officials in the mansion today had to go outside the Imperial City to see Xiahou off, and may even send the general out of Chang'an City.

He held the umbrella handle of the **** umbrella in his right hand, and took Sang Sang's hand in his left hand. He walked in the wind and snow, in the beautiful atmosphere of the city, and in the aristocratic atmosphere of Beicheng, silent.

Since the summer of the fifteen years of the Apocalypse, Chang'an City has been in Chang'an for a long time. The people in this city, even the brothers and sisters in the academy, thought that they would continue to calm down like this. They thought that Ning Que had already given up Thought, because no matter how you look, people can not find a suitable method for him.

Ning Que could not give up, as he said to Sang Sang in the summer, if he does not kill Xiahou, Xiahou will be really old. The matter of revenge itself is not important. The important thing is that he wants to give his life an account, no This account must be incomplete in his life.

He may die, because Xiahou is indeed very powerful. In the wasteland, even the elder brother said that he could not kill this man with complete assurance. But he doesn't think he will die, because no one in this world knows better than him except the Master, and now he is already very powerful.

Life is like a variety of infatuations. In the past fifteen years, Ning has solved many problems, and the purpose of his problem-solving is today's battle, and he firmly believes that he will win.

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The heavy snow enveloped the Imperial City.

The vermilion palace wall is particularly eye-catching in the snow.

The atmosphere in front of the imperial city is not the same as the sadness of the wind and snow. Dozens of luxurious carriages are waiting outside the palace square. The moat and jade bar are hundreds of feet ahead. It is the palace gate, where there are many people.

His Royal Highness Prince Li Peiyan is here, military leader Zhen Guo, general Xu Shi, the university princes in the cabinet are coming, and the princes of Shangshu are here. In addition to the prime minister recuperating due to illness, all the big figures in the Tang Dynasty and the military have appeared Before the imperial city, because they wanted to see General Xiahou off.

Looking at the tall figure slowly coming out of the gate of the Imperial City, the faces of the big men showed very complex emotions, with a soothing smile, a sigh, and a sadness.

This was the first general in the Datang Empire to be dismantled and returned to the old during the apocalypse years. It goes back more than a hundred years, and it is probably the only general who has no reason to self-defense the military power.

Xiahou walked slowly out of the city gate cave, looking at the adults and colleagues of the same dynasty for decades, his expression on Shen Su's cheek was also very complicated.

After leaving the palace and going to his hometown, he will no longer be a general, but a farmer who has returned. He does have some reluctance, the power to hold a murder knife, the iron ride in the barracks, and the lantern to watch the sword at night. years.

The most reluctant thing is that Tang Law couldn't shake him, the enemy's army could not defeat him, even the Xiling Temple silently indulged him, but he was forced to leave this prosperous stage.

However, His Majesty gave a banquet, Manchu dynasty and military gifts, many awards, since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, there were not many officials who could receive this honor, not to mention a Mozong traitor, who could become a Taoist guest, become a Tang Dynasty general, and expand the territory It is a perfect life to kill countless people, but to be able to return to old age in peace.

Xiahou is very satisfied.

In the quiet city gate cave, he walked out of the palace, to the big men who smiled and looked at him. With every step he stepped out, he relaxed himself.

Walking out of the gate of the city, the military boots stepped on the snow and made a croaking noise. Xiahou frowned slightly, instead of saluting with the prince, who met him personally, but looking south of the imperial city.

His prince looked slightly different and turned to look.

The people at the palace gate all found something strange, and turned to look over there in doubt.

General Xu Shi suddenly coughed in pain ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The white eyebrows in the snow are like two sticky and unwilling snow, a little angry and helpless.

In the wind and snow, a **** umbrella came slowly.

There are two people under the black umbrella.

The black umbrella was very large and the umbrella surface was thick. No matter how heavy the snow and snow was, it could not invade. The heavy snow fell on the greasy black umbrella surface and did not stick. Instead, it seemed to be a little afraid and slid to the sides.

Looking at the **** umbrella that slowly arrived in the snow, Xiahou somehow felt completely relaxed. He didn't realize until now that he had been waiting for this person.

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(The traditional version will be released last month. I received the sample book today. I like it very much. Thanks to the students in the publishing house and the friends in Taiwan. I do n’t know if I saw Muyou. In addition, I understand the song, a good voice in China The one who sings is not my favorite, I still like the version of Yang Zongwei's broken sound ...)

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