The famous sword of the Spring and Autumn Period, which was once dominant, is now a little pitiful. If it really has a sword soul, I believe it should be full of deep resentment towards someone.

This famous sword, which has cut off the heads of thousands of armies, should have been offered with glory and followed by the eyes of thousands of warriors. But now, it's in someone's hands, stained with grease. And after being used to slaughter many prey in the past few days, they are not cherished and thrown aside. It's like an ordinary tool, and it's not worthy of its proper sword status at all.

Moreover, even the owner, who usually treats it as a treasure, is unusually unusual, and does not even pay attention to it, or even look at it. Her whole body and mind were tied to only one person. The rest of the world, even if it is the end of the universe, seems to no longer care.

For a woman named Bing'er, this feeling is something she has never experienced in her life. Over the years, she has not cared about anything other than practicing martial arts and fighting. Although the hidden feelings for Master Yuanzhao made her look forward to it a lot, it was not until today, when she really tasted this taste, that she suddenly realized that her previous years were so pale.

"Brother, your wounds ...... Is it really out of the way anymore? ”

She gently stroked the wounds on his body with her palm, and although they had scabbed, they still looked shocking. Her hands had ended the lives of many people, and nothing moved her anymore. But she only glanced at it that day, and she didn't dare to look at these scars again.

"Out of the way. My life is so big that it's hard to want to die. Hehe! ”

Yuan Zhao smiled faintly. This experience, for him, is a real life-and-death disaster. If he goes back in time and returns to the moment of re-choosing, he doesn't know if he still has the courage to draw his sword and fight against Wanfu.

However, there is no room for regret after all what has been done. During his coma for the past few days, many images used to appear in his mind in a mess. There are past lives, and more of this life.

A man's heart is like iron, and life and death are like floating clouds. In the depths of Yuan Zhao's heart, he is not afraid of death at all. His special experience has made him see through these things long ago. If life is really irretrievable, and the land of China has developed to the point where it is now, then he no longer has regrets. Perhaps, the only place where I feel sorry and upset is the women who are deeply attached to him.

It's not that he didn't think that once he sacrificed his life for the country, the horse leather shroud. How many people will fall into a situation of grief. They were the closest people he had in the world. He hadn't spent the rest of his life with them, so how could he give up his life so easily?

Perhaps, it was precisely because of the support of this belief that he was able to bear the coming of death with the flesh and blood of mortals. After a hundred tribulations, the heart is like purgatory. He will not talk to anyone about the torture and suffering he has endured.

When he thought of this, he looked down at the bright eyes that were still full of tears, and Yuan Zhao couldn't help but hug the person in his arms tightly. He pressed to her ear and whispered.

"Silly girl, don't think too much. From now on, I will treat you the same as Lingzhi and Suxi...... After returning to Chang'an, we lived together and were never separated again. ”

Such a sincere promise came out of his mouth and listened to Bing'er

's ears have become the most beautiful love words in the world. When she wanted to say something more, she finally couldn't help but cry again. I choked for a long time, and I couldn't stop it.

"Actually...... What Bing'er thinks most is that in this fairyland-like place, we will never go out again....... ”

Such a childish wish, whether it is him or her, the two of them are naturally very clear, this can only be an impossible luxury. Yuan Zhao, who knew the mood of the woman in his arms very well, sighed secretly. Then he whispered again.

"I know you're tired of those swords, swords, and shadows. It's very simple, you can stay in the house with peace of mind in the future, and learn to be a quiet lady. ”

Bing'er, with her eyes closed, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly. She felt his palm gently brushing her face, wiping away tears for her. The corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he said softly.

"Bing'er's hands are very stupid. can only dance with swords and swords to kill...... How can those bloody gases be washed away? I'm so afraid that in the future, I won't be able to get along with Sister Lingzhi and ...... them. ”

"Huh! Silly girl, there is no longer the general who once terrified the Western Regions and the Huns in this world. From now on, you are just the woman I love. The past is over, and we all need new ....... ”

"Calling my brother...... Good! Then I want you to give me a new name. The old one...... Never again in the mouth of the world. ”

Bing'er, who regained the courage in her heart after being comforted by Yuan Zhao, stared at his eyes seriously, looking sincere and longing.

Yuan Zhao rubbed his forehead, the name "Huo Quzhi" represented too many things, and it was really not suitable for her. In this case, let this name die in the long river of history, just like its original trajectory!

"That'...... Let's call it Yun Bing. The clouds in the sky, the ice in the snow, are all noble things between heaven and earth. May my Bing'er be able to remove the demons in her heart while putting down the sword in her hand, and never be stained with fine dust from now on. ”

Bing'er nodded vigorously. He is indeed the one who understands her state of mind best.

"Good! Summoning my brother, Bing'er's name will be Yunbing in the future. I hope this name can accompany you...... Forever. ”

Yuan Zhao, who agreed with a casual smile, hugged her gently. Then the neighing of a horse was heard from a short distance. He hadn't said anything yet, but he heard Yun Bing sigh softly.

"Brother, I shouldn't have been so greedy. I forcibly took you away from the army, and I don't know what the mess will look like here...... We should go back, right? Listen, Ryoma seems to know your mind. ”

Yuan Zhao nodded. His injuries hadn't healed yet, but they were fine. In any case, the more than 100,000 troops in the Han army camp must not have any mistakes. And after experiencing this cruel test, even in his heart, he is not completely sure of what the situation in the army is.

Although it is no longer possible for the Persians to do anything big, the situation on the western continent is not so easy to control. What's more, after losing his position, whether the Han army camp can continue to maintain unity with the same enemy is the latest test.

The plan of the Western Expedition, which has consumed almost all of his energy in recent years and used half of the national strength of the Han Empire, has now reached its final juncture. Even if it's a little unpredictable

The hidden dangers must also be completely and completely extinguished, otherwise in the future, no one dares to guarantee whether it will become a fatal disaster.

"It's not your fault in the first place. Silly girl, I have always understood your affection. Speaking of which, you saved my life this time. ”

"Brother, what do you say! You know that if you can't wake up, I won't live alone in this world...... ”

Yun Bing reached out to cover his mouth and didn't let him say any more. Thinking of the pain in my heart a few days ago, that feeling will never be forgotten. She never wanted to go through it again.

"Alright then, let's pack up and go back out of the mountain today. Luckily? ”

Yuan Zhao's voice was unusually gentle. Yun Bing nodded in agreement, and when he withdrew his palm, he suddenly seemed to think of something, and his pale face flushed. She didn't dare to look at Yuan Zhao's eyes, she just turned her head to look at the hot spring outside the cave entrance and whispered.

"I want to ...... Finally, take a bath in this hot spring. ”

Such a simple request, Yuan Zhao naturally would not refuse, he was about to wait outside the cave entrance, and by the way, summoned Ryoma over. However, the pair of hands grasped his arm tightly, and although there was a great shyness in his voice, it was very clear.

"Don't go...... Call my brother and take me to wash ....... ”

The sun's rays shone on the earth again, and the snow and ice began to melt in the mountains. The cold may be passing soon, and the spring breeze has never failed to live up to the wishes of Fangcao. The world is still the same world. The heart is no longer adrift.

Soon after, Jiang Sheng, a scout of the Han army who had been waiting outside the mountain pass for several days and nights, heard a long roar like a war horse. His heart was shocked, he couldn't care about his half-frozen hands and feet, and when he hurriedly followed the sound, he screamed, and couldn't help dancing, and could no longer hide the excitement of his mood.

Thousands of mountains flying, thousands of heavy ice and snow. No matter how vast the Western Continent is, in the eyes of him and many other people, it can't compare to the weight of this person.

"That's great! …… God bless the man. ”

Jiang Sheng, who was crying with joy, looked at the figure coming from afar, and shouted to the sky. At the same time, he didn't know that between the Han army camp and the Persian royal city, it was finally inevitable to fall into a tense military confrontation.

The kings of Yan and Guangling, who occupied the Persian royal city with 20,000 Han troops, were now in high spirits and ready to make a big move. If it weren't for the fact that several days of snowfall hindered the progress of many military operations, perhaps blood would have flowed several times under the royal city.

"Brother Wang, I heard that Li Ling's kid is not dead, hum! It's his fate. ”

King Guangling, who heard the latest news of the Han army's camp, spoke to King Yan at the head of the city with a tone of resentment. He regretted a little that the knife did not kill Li Ling at the beginning. Recalling the young general's cold gaze, he always felt a sense of foreboding in his heart.

"Just one Li Ling, why be afraid? Even if he didn't die, he couldn't command the battle anymore when he was seriously wounded. Now that Yuan Zhao is more auspicious and less auspicious, Su Jian died in battle, and the command of the Han army camp is in the hands of Gongsun Rongnu, a reckless man. Ha ha! This is really God's help, to make the two of us brothers achieve great things! ”

King Yan's eyes were full of light, and he finally didn't have to hide his long-hidden ambitions. ()

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