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Chapter 72 The Final Battle II

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    Wuxi felt that he had a big dream that turned the world upside down. The dream was so real that all the people and things in it seemed real, which made him a little confused between reality and illusion.

    He dreamed that the rumbling carriage was driving through the dense mountains and rivers in southern Xinjiang, walked a long way, saw many people, and then arrived at the most prosperous and beautiful place in the world - where there are thirty miles of endlessly flowing moon-watching  In the river, beside the river, there are beauties and singing and dancing.

    Then I met a person, that person's eyes were moving, as if they were more agile than the moon-watching river, and he always had a smile on his face. He always had a way to live a very comfortable life.  With such an unhurried calmness, he never quarrels with others.  However, there are many problems in his body, and he is a dandy who is out of tune.

    But when Wuxi saw that person, his heart felt so warm that it almost melted.

    He dreamed of many, many peaceful days, the man was leaning on the deck chair under the big tree lazily, squinting his eyes slightly, slowly talking about things that were not in the book, as if those things were born in him.  I know that I don't even need to type the manuscript, and I can talk eloquently while half asleep, and occasionally raise my hand to drink a cup of tea, and the wide sleeves of the robe will bring out a special fragrance.

    I also dreamed of the warm palm of that person, dreamed that he laughed and cursed helplessly and said "you little poison" to himself, dreamed that he was holding a sable in his arms, and when the red thread was threaded around his neck, the crisp rings were looming on his white neck.  In the child, dreaming of that night, the blood was ignited and lingered until death.

    But those joys made him so uneasy, as if he faintly felt something was wrong, Wu Xi stared at the smiling face of the man with wide eyes, and felt flustered when he looked at it.  Then the clear face of the person in front of him became paler and paler, so white that people could see the blood vessels under his skin, then the corners of his curved mouth went down, his eyes became more and more hollow, and the corners of his mouth soaked with bright red blood, falling drop by drop  In his snow-white brocade robe.

    Wu Xi felt that he was going to die of fright, so he reached out to reach him, but he couldn't reach him, and then his feet suddenly disappeared, and all his consciousness was distorted, only that sense of despair remained, stuck in his chest, as if he was about to  It's like breaking his heart.

    Wu Xi suddenly opened his eyes, his vision was extremely blurred, and the sound of a carriage was heard in his ears. He was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't remember where he was, but he couldn't help but raised a hand to cover his chest, his eyes were cold, he  Rubbing, I was surprised to find that tears were streaming down my face.

    A man with a loud voice shouted: "The witch boy is awake, the witch boy is awake!"

    At that moment, some kind of absurd idea popped up in Wuxi's mind - this couldn't be walking on the way to the capital, could it?  Everything there is still just his imagination, and it hasn't happened yet.

    Then Ajialai's face appeared in his field of vision, and he helped him up clumsily: "Wu Tong, drink some water."

    Wuxi's eyes flicked over the corners of his slightly wrinkled eyes, and then over his adult hands. The thought in his heart, like fireworks falling in the water, slowly extinguished, and finally only  A cloud of ashes fell in the icy water waves.

    He silently drank half a bowl of water from Ajialai's hand, closed his eyes, leaned on the cushion behind him, his mind was blank, and he only concentrated on feeling the pain coming from his heart¡ªwave after wave  Bodi, the pain is like heart-piercing.

    Jing Beiyuan Jing Beiyuan Jing Beiyuan Jing Beiyuan

    Ajialai and Nuaha looked at him tremblingly, not daring to make a sound, and saw Wuxi leaning there, his face pale, pressing his chest, sitting with his eyes closed for a long time, his chest almost  There was no ups and downs, and the thick eyebrows were tightly frowned.

    After a while, he suddenly asked, "Where are you?"

    Ajialai and Nuaha looked at each other, and Nuaha said in a low voice, "We have already passed the middle of Sichuan."

    Wuxi nodded lightly, and fell silent again.

    Ajialai suddenly opened his mouth to speak impulsively, but was held back by Nuaha, he turned his head and gave Nuaha a hard look, and said without hesitation: "Wu Tong, when I was at the inn a few days ago,  I heard that the Wagala people in the north are almost attacking the capital"

    Wuxi opened his eyes and glanced at him. The dark eyeballs seemed to be covered with something, and they were no longer as clear as they used to be, with joy, anger, sorrow, and joy floating on them. Ajialai suddenly discovered that there was something strange about his eyes.  Like a witch boy, who is he like?  Like the prince of Nanning, like the prince of Daqing, there are a lot of things in it that make people unclear and secretive.

    But he still said with straight brows: "Witch boy, if you say a word, let's turn the horse's head and go back!" He opened Nuaha and tried to hold his hand, and said angrily, "Don't stop me,  Your lord? Whatever your lord doesThe blood has not faded, he will hope for more land, more ups and downs.  "

    The great wizard looked at Wuxi, full of emotion: "You have grown up."

    Wuxi waited for him to nod without blinking. The great wizard stood up with difficulty, turned around and went to the inner room. After a while, he came out, holding a scepter in both hands. Wuxi opened his eyes wide¡ªit was the great wizard.  symbol of.

    The great wizard walked up to Wuxi: "I'm getting old, Wuxi, Southern Border will always be handed over to you."

    Wu Xi opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

    The great wizard bit his own finger, tremblingly drew a totem on the scepter, then pressed his blood-stained thumb firmly on Wuxi's forehead, and said in a deep voice, "Go on."

    Wuxi stretched out his hands involuntarily, the great wizard handed the scepter into his hands, and without knowing where the strength came from, he pulled him up from the ground and took him outside, only then did Wuxi realize that there was already  The crowd was full of people¡ªalmost all the men, women, old people, and children in southern Xinjiang were present. He was holding a scepter, feeling a little dazed.

    The great wizard grabbed his hand, raised it above his head, and hissed: "From now on, Wuxi, the witch boy, will inherit the scepter of the great witch of southern Xinjiang. Remember, the messenger of the Great God Jiaxi will lead us  The people of the clan are getting stronger!"

    People invariably put their hands on their shoulders and bowed down.

    The great wizard was choked by the wind and coughed again.  Wu Xi hurriedly patted his back: "Teacher"

    The big witch waved his hand, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "You said the reason for southern border, what about your reason?"

    Wu Xi was startled for a long time before replying, "It's for the person holding my fragile ring."

    The great wizard laughed silently: "I really want to meet that person."

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    Is the portion enough, is it enough, is it enough~~~~~~ Uncle Qi, you can rest in peace (remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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