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    The Guanzhong Army led by Li Chunyi had just reached the edge of the desert when they discovered scattered trucks and corpses.  The accompanying General Nanya visited and reported to Li Chunyi: "There are no bodies of Xianggong and Yuan thief here. I boldly speculate that it should be a group of Yuan thief who ran into Xianggong's people here. The two sides fought, and Yuan thief had no chance of winning."  , took my husband further north."

    Further north, the only way out is to go to the Turks.  Now that Yuan Xin has made this decision, it means that he still uses Zong Ting as a bargaining chip.  And this bargaining chip must be alive to be meaningful. He will not take Zongting's life unless it is absolutely necessary.

    But in the vast desert, no one knows where they will go and what changes they will encounter.

    With worries and danger, the group set off towards the north.

    The sun is scorching in the sky, and the dust and sand are rolling.

    There are no traces of the road that has been traveled, only the continuous sand dunes that make people feel lost.

    The extremely tired horse took two steps forward with difficulty. Suddenly, its front legs broke and it fell to the ground. The man on the horse fell down with it.  The yellow sand was scalding, but Zongting could not move. He had been tied to the horse's back. At this time, the horse fell and he could not get up.  Yuan Xin also fell down. He subconsciously wanted to curse, but his voice was difficult to pronounce. So he sat up with his arms, spit out the sand in his mouth, pulled out a dagger and cut the horse's neck, and suddenly leaned forward to drink the raw blood.  .

    Yuan Xin¡¯s move was undoubtedly to quench his thirst by drinking poison, but such a violent drink could not quench the thirst in front of him.  After he finished drinking, his body began to sweat more, his heart beat faster, and even the hand holding the dagger trembled uncontrollably.

    Killing the horse only left a face full of blood and eyes full of yellow sand. It did nothing to find a way forward, but only made matters worse.

    Yuan Xin somewhat blindly wanted to get up and walk forward, but fell down next to Zong Ting due to unsteadiness.  The wind moved against his skin, and the heat that gathered between heaven and earth pushed people's willpower into despair. He struggled to open his eyes, and there was only Zong Ting's unruffled face in front of him.

    Zong Ting didn't even bother to raise his eyelids. He needed to save his energy as much as possible, so he just breathed silently and ignored the other party at all.  But Yuan Xin suddenly grabbed him, and his voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible: "Get up, let me go!"

    Zong Ting couldn¡¯t quite hear what he said, but he smelled the smell of blood close at hand, so he raised his eyelids and looked at him.  Yuan Xin's face was covered with yellow sand and blood, and his eyes were red. Days of exhaustion had almost destroyed his mind. Now even his last belief in "survival" was about to collapse.  Once he is willing to die, he will no longer care whether his plan fails or not. In the end, he must drag Zongting with him to death.

    Zong Ting caught the danger, but showed no fear on his face. He even curled up his chapped lips and said calmly: "I said I can't get out with you, but you don't believe me."

    The voice was low and weak, but it was provocative.

    Yuan Xin is obviously a novice in the desert, and he is helpless in the face of the cunning and ruthlessness of the yellow sand.  Zong Ting was different. He had been in the northwest for many years. When he was a boy, he had gone deep into the desert hinterland several times with the army to repel foreign enemies. He was obviously more familiar with the temperament of the desert.

    Faced with his arrogance, Yuan Xin was filled with anger, and she suddenly tightened her grip on his front, and let out an angry howl from the bottom of her throat.

    Zong Ting let him hold her, but the hands tied behind him now touched a sticky puddle on the ground, which was blood that had begun to coagulate.  What he touched next was the sharp tip of the dagger, which was warmed by the hot sand.

    "Please let me take you out." Zong Ting closed his eyes and said calmly.  He was extremely cunning and superior in his calmness, and he didn't care about angering the other party again.

    Yuan Xin glared and said in an unclear voice: "If you can't get out, I'll bury you with you!" He tried to drag Zong Ting up from the ground, but Zong Ting was still tied to the horse and he didn't have the strength at all.  He pulled, but fell heavily again.

    The smell of blood in the air became stronger, the horses began to rot, and several black birds were hovering in the sky, waiting for an opportunity to attack their prey.  Yuan Xin lay on the sand and took a few breaths. Suddenly he turned over and his bloody hands immediately grabbed Zong Ting's neck. He was in a hysterical posture: "I want you to die together!"

    His whole body was pressed against Zong Ting, his hands tightly strangling Zong Ting's throat, and his eyes were glaring as if they were about to fall out.

    At this moment, Zong Ting opened his eyes suddenly and spoke with difficulty but forcefully: "I may not survive, but you - you will definitely die." When he spoke, his frontal and temporal blood vessels almost burst, and his ribs and lower abdomen were deeply sunk.  , moved his hand from behind, staring intently at the out-of-control Yuan Xin, stabbing the opponent's back with the sharp blade in his hand, stabbing straight into the heart.

    Blood splattered all over his hands, and the weight on his body became heavier in an instant. His throat relaxed, and Zong Ting took a slow breath.

    In an instant, ?The vastness of the river and the difficulty in implementing the plan.

    She must continue to do what the late emperor failed to accomplish.

    The sky was gloomy that day, and the pampas grasses were bending in the wind. Li Chunyi went to the cemetery to pay homage.  In addition to the guards, he was accompanied by Zongting.  The cemetery has overgrown grass and no one has been there for a long time.  Zongting carried the sacrifices and walked along the Shinto with Li Chunyi. The life recorded on the stele was about Zongting's parents.

    At this time, eight years have passed since the deaths of Huan Xiuxiu and Zong Ruzhou.  Over the years, Zongting has been afraid of uncovering the past and looking back at his powerless self. Therefore, he rarely visits the cemetery and often even deliberately escapes from Guanlong on the occasion of his parents' death anniversary.

    He hates his past incompetence, so now he is looking for ways to prove his strength.  Li Chunyi knew that he had a deep obsession with this in his heart, and was afraid that he would go too far and not be able to come back, so he came here with him, hoping that he would understand that the pain of the past, no matter how much he hates it and how upset he is, holding it in his hands is just hurt.  Own.

    After worshiping, the paper ashes jumped and struggled in the wind, and finally sank.

    Zong Ting stood up thoughtfully and took Li Chunyi's hand: "It's getting late, Your Highness should set off."

    There are more than thirty stations to the east of Suzhou. Once you pass there, you can return to Chang'an.

    The team returning to the capital had already been waiting outside the city. Zongting was busy with many things and could not send him too far, so he only took a scroll and handed it to Li Chunyi, pretending to be cool and said: "I have to say goodbye to you after traveling thousands of miles.  "He said and looked at Li Chunyi, his eyes were still so bright, like the stars in the desert, but with a bit of cunning: "I will unpack the roll after I return to Beijing."

    As soon as Li Chun grasped the body-heated roller, he only said "Take care, sir", then took the reins handed over by the guard, turned over and mounted the white horse, and galloped eastward.

    "Compared with the majestic and rough northwest cityscape, Chang'an's inner streets are restrained and delicate day after day.  The common people are used to this kind of life, but the court officials are not used to the days when there is no one in charge of the palace.

    There were many people in the imperial city who were looking forward to it. On the eve of his enthronement, this expectation turned into anxiety.

    "Tomorrow is the enthronement ceremony early in the morning. What should I do if I can't come back?! What time is it!" Zong Zhengqing couldn't receive the message from the inn, and he was jumping around anxiously in the government office. But at this time, a clerk came up to him.  Asked "When can we go straight?" Zong Zhengqing said angrily: "Go straight, go straight, go straight! What's wrong with you? Do you think any government office is not brightly lit? Are you still in the mood to go straight?!"

    The innocent clerk was very sleepy, but after being scolded by him, he suddenly lost all sleep, so he had to go back to the case and wait for orders.

    Just as restless as Zong Zhengqing were the officials of the Ministry of Rites. The Minister of Rites even asked Si Tianjian dejectedly if he could change his date. Si Tianjian stroked his beard and shook his head, always calmly: "I will come back, I will come back."  of."

    The drums sounding the time are beating, and the night will soon pass. The entire imperial city waits for the return of the new king all night long.

    A clerk from the Ministry of Rites suddenly pointed to the dark night sky and said: "Look, the morning star!"

    As soon as he finished speaking, a white horse passed through the Zhuque Gate on Tianmen Street, facing the morning star, and entered the Tai Chi Gate.

    The palace people who had been waiting for a long time all came forward to greet him, rushing to complete the final preparations before dawn before the ceremony.  As soon as Li Chun washed away the dust and put on the heavy uniform, there was already a rush outside.

    The sky was getting dark, so she stood up and took out the scroll given by Zongting as a farewell gift from her old clothes, and unfolded the scroll towards the immortal fish lantern¡ª¡ª

    There are only four words written on it: "Be careful in your words and deeds."  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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