The woman dressed in black stood on the high roof with her hands behind her back, looking at it all with indifference, and when the wind blew, she blew her robe into the hunt. In addition www.biquge.info to her relatively soft round face, her cold temperament is slightly diluted, and at first glance, it really feels like a goddess overlooking the world.

In the distance, there were still large battles on the city walls, and rockets were like locusts in the night, throwing and falling.

Occasional screams were heard, and chaos spread, some of the streets ran past the screaming crowds, while others were dark and quiet, and the dead bodies of the dead had fallen here at some point, and lone human heads appeared abruptly in pools of blood and occasional flashes of light.

In the streets and alleys near this compound, there are not many civilians running around. Soon after the great unrest, the army first took control of the situation and ordered everyone not to go out, so that most of the civilians hid in their homes, and those who dug cellars even hid underground, waiting to survive the sudden chaos. Of course, there are more complex reasons that can make the neighborhood quiet.

Occasionally, the messenger came by, walked through the alley, and disappeared by the door somewhere. Since many things had been predetermined, the woman was not moved, but just watched what was happening in the city.

The fragile and precious scene of peace in Zezhou has finally passed. It is not an exaggeration to say that everything in front of you is a misery. Every exclamation and scream in the city may mean that a life is turned upside down and life is broken. Everywhere the fire rises, there is an extremely tragic story happening. The woman just watched, and only when another group of people came from a distance did she leap up from the upper floor.

The lithe figure stepped on the wooden beam protruding from the middle of the house, and threw herself at her husband, who had entered the courtyard, and the man reached out to pick her up, and by the time the others had entered, she was already standing firmly on the ground, and her gaze was cold again. For her subordinates, Watermelon has always been majestic and cold, and everyone has always been "in awe" of her, such as Fang Shuchang and others, who came in later, have always been submissive when Watermelon gave orders, but the warm feelings in their hearts - well, that's not easy to say.

Seeing some ashes on the hands and bodies of her husband and other subordinates, she stood in the courtyard, paid attention to the number of people coming in with her peripheral vision, and only spoke after a while: "What's wrong?" ”

"There was a street that was on fire, and I happened to pass by and helped save people. No one was hurt, don't worry. ”

"Hmm." Watermelon's eyes were uncertain, but she was also past the age when she would say, "I didn't worry about this little thing at all", Ning Yi smiled: "Have you had dinner?" ”

"Eat." Her words had softened, Ning Yi nodded, and pointed to Fang Shuchang and the others on the side: "On the street where the fire is fighting, there is a sauce butcher shop, after saving his son, he is not in a hurry anyway, he grabbed some meat and salt vegetable jars, it tastes good, and he spent money to buy some." I'll have a late-night snack later. When he said this, he paused, and then asked, "Will you be free later?" ”

Watermelon said, "I'll make it." ”

Ning Yi smiled: "Let's go together." ”

Watermelon nodded, her cooking skills are not good, and she rarely eats with her subordinates, which may have nothing to do with whether she can afford to look down on people. Her father Liu Dabiaozi died too early, and the strong girl took over Zhuangzi early, and her understanding of many things is stubborn: learn to speak in her father's voice, learn to do things with the posture of an adult, and as the owner of the village, she must arrange the life of the old and young in the village, and she must also ensure her majesty and dignity.

Many of these things are naturally supported by Liu Tiannan, but the girl's concern for everyone in the village is undoubted, and in the dignity and majesty of the little adult, others can see her heart better. Later, many rules were consciously maintained by everyone, and now the woman who has become her own child has a wide range of vision, but these rules are still engraved in her heart and have not been changed.

The two have been together for a long time, and the tacit understanding is deep, although Ning Yi did not ask about the situation in the city, but since the watermelon said that he was free, it proves that everything is still within the predetermined procedure, and there will be no possibility of a sudden turnaround. He returned to the room with Watermelon, and soon went upstairs to talk to Watermelon about the martial arts competition between Lin Zongwu and Shi Jin - the result was that Watermelon must have known, but the process was not.

“…… Judging from the results, the monk's martial arts have been perfected, compared to the original Zhou Donglai, I am afraid that they are all surpassed, and he is afraid that he is the real first in the world. Tsk......" Ning Yi admired and yearned, "It's so beautiful...... Shi Jin too, it's a pity. ”

Watermelon's face was indifferent: "Compared with Sister Lu, it may not be." ”

"How can I let Hongti fight him again, Hongti is a person with children, and people who are concerned will have to be lowered a notch after all."

"You second-rate fool, how do you know the realm of a first-class master." Watermelon said something to him, but laughed gently, "Sister Lu grew up fighting in the battlefield, the world is cruel, she knows best, ordinary people will hesitate, Sister Lu will only be stronger." ”

"I remember every time you fought her lately, it was a draw. Hongti told me she tried her best......"

Watermelon's eyes had narrowed dangerously into a line, and she held back for a while, and finally raised her head and waved her fist a few times into the sky: "If you weren't my father-in-law, I'd kill you." Then there was a crying and laughing face: "I am also a first-class master!" But...... Sister Lu is getting weaker and weaker in the face of the people around her, if she fights for her life, I am afraid of her. ”

If it was the watermelon when he reunited with Ning Yi in Xiaocanghe, I am afraid that he would go head-to-head with Ning Yi because of such a joke and take the opportunity to beat him. At this time, she actually doesn't take this kind of joke seriously, and the response is also a joke. After a while, the cooks below had already begun to make supper—after all, many of them had to stay up all night—and the two of them raised a small fire on the roof of the building, preparing to make two bowls of fried rice with pickles and sauce, and occasionally talked in the busy intervals, and the chaos in the city changed in such a scene, and after a while, Watermelon stood on tiptoe by the tulou and looked: "The west granary has been taken." ”

"There may not be as much food as expected. Lou Shuwan has a headache, and there are dead people here. ”

"Zezhou is a big city, no matter who takes over, it will be stable. But there is not enough food in the Central Plains, so they can only fight, and the question is only whether they will do it to Li Xizhi or Liu Yu. ”

"King Jin's territory and Wang Juyun have joined forces, and it is more likely that they will fight Li Xizhi, so that Zhu Biao's side can take the opportunity to do something, and Wang Shanyue and Hu Sanniang may not let go of this opportunity. If the Jurchen doesn't move very much, Yue Fei will not let go of the opportunity, and there will be a battle in the south. Alas, Tian Hu, sacrifice him for the benefit of the world. ”

“…… It is the people of the world who suffer. "Watermelon Road.

"yes." Ning Yi smiled slightly, but there was bitterness on his face. Watermelon frowned and enlightened: "That's what they have to suffer, what else can be done, it's better to be earlier than later." ”

"Hmm." Ning Yi added food, nodded more and more lowly, and the watermelon comforted him a few more words. A woman's heart is actually not strong, but if the people around her are low, she will be really strong.

The husband and wife relied on each other like this, and the watermelon actually understood in her heart, and after saying a few words, Ning Yi handed over the fried rice, and she said, "I heard that you and Fang Chengye said that heaven and earth are unkind." ”

The two sat down on the half-section of the wall at the edge of the tulou, and Ning Yi nodded: "Ordinary people seek right and wrong, in essence, they shirk responsibility. Fang Chengye has already begun to lead the actions of one place, so he can talk to him about this. ”

"After Tang Minjie's incident, you said it very carefully."

These are all small talk, there is no need to be serious, Ning Yi ate two bites of fried rice, looked into the distance and spoke: "Existentialism itself...... It is a truth used for pragmatic development, but it is very harmful, and for many people, once they truly understand it, it is easy to lead to the collapse of their outlook on life. Originally, this was supposed to be an area that people should be exposed to after having a deep foundation, but we couldn't help it. People who want to lead and decide things can't be naïve, kill a person by mistake, and watch the big waves wash the sand. ”

"Isn't it a pity for Tang Minjie?"

"When I was teaching a large group of people, he was the most keen, and he was the first to talk about right and wrong, and he said that right and wrong may come from who he is, and he said a lot, and after I understood it, I said that you are an ass theory, not quite right. He realized it all on his own. I later told them about existentialism - heaven and earth are not kind, and all things have spirits to act according to the rules of action, and he may ...... I was also the first to understand. Then, he loves his own people even more, and for those who have nothing to do with him, he is not a human being. ”

"So I thought about it carefully and sent him to the Kingdom of Jin." Ning Yi paused, "As for Fang Chengye, I'm thinking about letting him partner with Wang Shitong...... Or go meet Shi Jin......"

The night was still very long, the light and shadow in the city were floating, and the husband and wife sat on the roof of the building and watched all this, talking about cruel things. However, if you can't understand everything about this cruel world, how can you make it really good. The two of them came all the way, bypassed Western Xia, and went to the northwest, and saw the real place of death, the poor people who were so hungry and skinny that only skeletons remained, but the war came, and the enemy came. How can all these things be changed by a person's goodness, anger, or even madness?

People can only find their way carefully, and in order not to become crazy, they can only snuggle up to each other and support each other in such a situation.

The night is getting deeper, and the chaos in Zezhou City finally begins to stabilize, only the crying keeps coming in the night, the two snuggle on the roof, squinting for a while, and the watermelon muttered softly in the dimness: "I originally thought that you would kill Lin Xizen, and you will go in person in the afternoon, I am a little worried." ”

Ning Yi gently patted her on the shoulder: "He's a coward, but after all, he's very powerful, in that case, take the initiative to kill him, the chance of him running away is too high, and it will still be very troublesome later." ”

After a while, he said: "I thought that if he really came to kill me, he would do everything to keep him, and it would be a good thing that he didn't come...... Afraid of death, it's not worth it for the time being, and I'm also afraid that he will die and Manichaean will be replaced. ”

Watermelon arched over his chest: "Hmm." Uncle Wang Yin. ”

"Uh...... Ha ha. Ning Yi laughed softly, he looked up at the deep night sky where there were only a few stars twinkling, "Alas, the number one in the world...... Actually, I'm really envious......"

As the sky passed, the night passed gradually, and in the early hours of the morning, the water that had been steaming from the burning of the city turned into a cloud in the air. When the sky revealed the first wisp of fish belly white, the white mist fluttered, Ning Yi walked down the yard, down the street and slope, the roadside was first a complete courtyard, and soon there were flames, the ruins of the broken wall after the raging war, some of the people who had been in panic all night in the chaos and rescue fell asleep, and some could no longer sleep. Rows of corpses, some burned to death, some swords struck, lay there on the side of the road, covered with gray or burnt cloths, and the families of the men and women standing by them were crying so much that they could not cry, a few could still howl twice, and a few more dragged their tired bodies and still ran, negotiating, and comforting the crowd - these were mostly spontaneous and more capable residents, who may have lost their families, but are still fighting for a slim future.

There are children who have lost their families and have no one to take care of them anymore, standing alone on the side of the road, watching all this with dull eyes.

The soldiers of the army suppressed all the inhabitants of the city who might be agitated and desperately searched for someone as they went, and along the way, there was occasionally a small disorder, when the soldiers knocked the husband who had lost his wife and children, or the crazy woman who had lost her family to the ground, and then gagged and tied a rope to the side, and the people howled bitterly in the struggle.

On the side of the city, the nearly 10,000 hungry ghosts who poured into Zezhou originally made a big mess, but at this time, they had also settled down under the double constraints of the army and the ghost king. Wang Shitong was led through the streets and alleys of Zezhou, and soon after, on the edge of a ruin, he saw the legendary demon.

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This chapter has been revised to only 3,700 words, and the next chapter charges 1,500 words less. Thereafter, there are duplicate content.

The woman dressed in black stood on the high roof with her hands behind her back, looking at it all with indifference, and when the wind blew, she blew her robe into the hunt. Except for the relatively soft round face that slightly dilutes her cold temperament, at first glance, it really feels like a goddess overlooking the world.

In the distance, there were still large battles on the city walls, and rockets were like locusts in the night, throwing and falling.

Occasional screams were heard, and chaos spread, some of the streets ran past the screaming crowds, while others were dark and quiet, and the dead bodies of the dead had fallen here at some point, and lone human heads appeared abruptly in pools of blood and occasional flashes of light.

In the streets and alleys near this compound, there are not many civilians running around. Soon after the great unrest, the army first took control of the situation and ordered everyone not to go out, so that most of the civilians hid in their homes, and those who dug cellars even hid underground, waiting to survive the sudden chaos. Of course, there are more complex reasons that can make the neighborhood quiet.

Occasionally, the messenger came by, walked through the alley, and disappeared by the door somewhere. Since many things had been predetermined, the woman was not moved, but just watched what was happening in the city.

The fragile and precious scene of peace in Zezhou has finally passed. It is not an exaggeration to say that everything in front of you is a misery. Every exclamation and scream in the city may mean that a life is turned upside down and life is broken. Everywhere the fire rises, there is an extremely tragic story happening. The woman just watched, and only when another group of people came from a distance did she leap up from the upper floor.

The lithe figure stepped on the wooden beam protruding from the middle of the house, and threw herself at her husband, who had entered the courtyard, and the man reached out to pick her up, and by the time the others had entered, she was already standing firmly on the ground, and her gaze was cold again. For her subordinates, Watermelon has always been majestic and cold, and everyone has always been "in awe" of her, such as Fang Shuchang and others, who came in later, have always been submissive when Watermelon gave orders, but the warm feelings in their hearts - well, that's not easy to say.

Seeing some ashes on the hands and bodies of her husband and other subordinates, she stood in the courtyard, paid attention to the number of people coming in with her peripheral vision, and only spoke after a while: "What's wrong?" ”

"There was a street that was on fire, and I happened to pass by and helped save people. No one was hurt, don't worry. ”

"Hmm." Watermelon's eyes were uncertain, but she was also past the age when she would say, "I didn't worry about this little thing at all", Ning Yi smiled: "Have you had dinner?" ”

"Eat." Her words had softened, Ning Yi nodded, and pointed to Fang Shuchang and the others on the side: "On the street where the fire is fighting, there is a sauce butcher shop, after saving his son, he is not in a hurry anyway, he grabbed some meat and salt vegetable jars, it tastes good, and he spent money to buy some." I'll have a late-night snack later. When he said this, he paused, and then asked, "Will you be free later?" ”

Watermelon said, "I'll make it." ”

Ning Yi smiled: "Let's go together." ”

Watermelon nodded, her cooking skills are not good, and she rarely eats with her subordinates, which may have nothing to do with whether she can afford to look down on people. Her father Liu Dabiaozi died too early, and the strong girl took over Zhuangzi early, and her understanding of many things is stubborn: learn to speak in her father's voice, learn to do things with the posture of an adult, and as the owner of the village, she must arrange the life of the old and young in the village, and she must also ensure her majesty and dignity.

The woman dressed in black stood on the high roof with her hands behind her back, looking at it all with indifference, and when the wind blew, she blew her robe into the hunt. Except for the relatively soft round face that slightly dilutes her cold temperament, at first glance, it really feels like a goddess overlooking the world.

In the distance, there were still large battles on the city walls, and rockets were like locusts in the night, throwing and falling.

Occasional screams were heard, and chaos spread, some of the streets ran past the screaming crowds, while others were dark and quiet, and the dead bodies of the dead had fallen here at some point, and lone human heads appeared abruptly in pools of blood and occasional flashes of light.

In the streets and alleys near this compound, there are not many civilians running around. Soon after the great unrest, the army first took control of the situation and ordered everyone not to go out, so that most of the civilians hid in their homes, and those who dug cellars even hid underground, waiting to survive the sudden chaos. Of course, there are more complex reasons that can make the neighborhood quiet.

Occasionally, the messenger came by, walked through the alley, and disappeared by the door somewhere. Since many things had been predetermined, the woman was not moved, but just watched what was happening in the city.

The fragile and precious scene of peace in Zezhou has finally passed. It is not an exaggeration to say that everything in front of you is a misery. Every exclamation and scream in the city may mean that a life is turned upside down and life is broken. Everywhere the fire rises, there is an extremely tragic story happening. The woman just watched, and only when another group of people came from a distance did she leap up from the upper floor.

The lithe figure stepped on the wooden beam protruding from the middle of the house, and threw herself at her husband, who had entered the courtyard, and the man reached out to pick her up, and by the time the others had entered, she was already standing firmly on the ground, and her gaze was cold again. For her subordinates, Watermelon has always been majestic and cold, and everyone has always been "in awe" of her, such as Fang Shuchang and others, who came in later, have always been submissive when Watermelon gave orders, but the warm feelings in their hearts - well, that's not easy to say.

Seeing some ashes on the hands and bodies of her husband and other subordinates, she stood in the courtyard, paid attention to the number of people coming in with her peripheral vision, and only spoke after a while: "What's wrong?" ”

"There was a street that was on fire, and I happened to pass by and helped save people. No one was hurt, don't worry. ”

"Hmm." Watermelon's eyes were uncertain, but she was also past the age when she would say, "I didn't worry about this little thing at all", Ning Yi smiled: "Have you had dinner?" ”

"Eat." Her words had softened, Ning Yi nodded, and pointed to Fang Shuchang and the others on the side: "On the street where the fire is fighting, there is a sauce butcher shop, after saving his son, he is not in a hurry anyway, he grabbed some meat and salt vegetable jars, it tastes good, and he spent money to buy some." I'll have a late-night snack later. When he said this, he paused, and then asked, "Will you be free later?" ”

Watermelon said, "I'll make it." ”

Ning Yi smiled: "Let's go together." ”

Watermelon nodded, her cooking skills are not good, and she rarely eats with her subordinates, which may have nothing to do with whether she can afford to look down on people. Her father Liu Dabiaozi died too early, and the strong girl took over Zhuangzi early, and her understanding of many things is stubborn: learn to speak in her father's voice, learn to do things with the posture of an adult, and as the owner of the village, she must arrange the life of the old and young in the village, and she must also ensure her majesty and dignity. (To be continued.) )