Chapter 1002

After Lu Zijia went to camp and Wang Mian got up, he rode out of the wilderness. His movements were not very skillful, and he almost fell under the horse many times.

For the first time in his life, he regretted his poor riding!

It's cold in late autumn. The road is covered with frost. The cold wind blows like a knife on my face.

He stares at the front, hoping to be faster and faster!

Finally, I got to the big account outside.

Wang Mian came out of the wasteland in a mess. He had a cold face. Strangers should not go forward. Without a word, he rushed to the room and took the exquisite box.

Before he went out, he called his bodyguard to ride the horse and go back immediately.

Those dignitaries wanted to stop Wang Mian and ask him why he went to the wilderness alone. Did they do anything?

Wang Mian, who always had a good temper, was very pale at this time. He took out his sword and rushed out without saying a word.

He rushed to the wilderness with his own guards, and did not dare to stop for a moment.

He was afraid that the food box would be damaged by himself. He was afraid that he would miss it.

The dark jungle startled the resting crows. The hoarse call added some uncertainty. He tightened the reins and wanted to break through the night.

The horse passed smoothly. Wang Mian ran towards the tent with his food box in his arms. The torch lit up his expression of condensation.

At this time, the sound of pathetic horn came from all around, long and sad, passing through the wilderness, across the mountains and rivers, and far away.

Almost all of them saluted in a certain direction with sad expression.

Boom!

Wang Mian's brain suddenly became empty. He ran desperately and stepped on the clogs. He was desperate to seize the last hope.

But he heard people crying, getting closer and sadder.

He stood outside the tent, his hair was crooked, and his long hair rose with the autumn wind, just like a pair of hands struggling to get up, and he couldn't catch anything.

Wang Mian faltered. He sat on the ground with his food box in his arms and said: "I'm late."

It's late!

On that day, it really snowed in Dahuang.

No big or small snow fell on the ground, only a thin layer, will not overwhelm the rice.

The land covered in silver is white to all eyes.

The most painful parting is poetic.

On that day, all the old soldiers of the Xi army were dressed in black, with white silk hanging around their waists and white banners around them.

Facing the coldest late autumn, seeing off their most respected people.

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Three days later, Qi Jue rushed back to Jiankang in a hurry. Without sleeping, eating or drinking, she entered the palace with her last breath.

The eunuch carried the fallen man to the main hall.

Qi Jue looked at the thin man in the Dragon Robe. The seven foot tall man burst into tears: "general Xi's old illness recurred. He died seven days ago."

He didn't know what to say.

All he knew was that everything couldn't go back.

More than ten years ago, the group of teenagers in Jiankang long street are now gone with that man and will never be seen.

There was an uproar in the court. Most of them were cheering and excited.

The land in the Great Northern Wilderness can be divided up again.

Can have a person, his instant old, cold sharp eyes filled with sadness, pan out of the water.

Huo Yanchen is sitting on the high platform. He can't hear anything at this time. He just thinks that the hall is really cold, and he can smell the rotten eaves.

He clearly has the power of the world, but still can't save her.

He slowly looked up, through the high walls of the palace, to see the boundless sky.

Is there a home for her?

Is she free now?

Huo Yanchen suddenly lowered his head and put his hand over his face. His thin hands were shaking: Why did she die?

He thought a lot about the ending between them. She would meet a better son and get married.

Even if the last person to accompany her is not Huo Yanchen! He will also use his life to protect the great wilderness, in line with their original agreement.

In this world, no more people are displaced, no more sinful slaves live in the shadow of not being seen.

But he didn't think that she would die.

Before three years, she left the world that let her down.

Can this world really be saved?

These foolish people are full of powerful families fighting for power. Can they really stand in the court and make any contribution?

There was a lot of noise in the court hall, and at last it became quiet.

They found that the king of Qi, who was sitting on the high platform, never spoke. In the past, when it came to the northern wilderness, he was like a tyrant with an executioner.

Those who once stood here and said they wanted to crusade are all gone.

Qi Jue was lying on the ground. When he heard the people talking about it just now, his heart was as cold as ice.

He closed his eyes difficultly. It turned out that the disputes in the court had already been surging secretly. No wonder he had to guard the wilderness.

If it were not for him, it is estimated that Dahuang would not have the present peace.

It was so quiet in the hall that you could almost hear a needle drop.

Oh!

The hidden king raised his head slowly. His pale features were indifferent and distant. There was a secret hidden in his eyes that could not be solved.

He swept all the people around the scene, deliberately ignoring the lying people.

Huo Yanchen's face was expressionless and didn't say a word. The king's silence made those people nervous.

After a long time, he stood up slowly and spoke faintly: "Xiying general xiyue'er made great contributions to the construction of Beidahuang. He gave the opposite sex king the name of Xiying. The fief was renamed Xidi, and the county system was implemented."

The eunuch immediately drew up a decree, and the ministers under the stage all opposed it and fell on their knees.

If Dahuang becomes a fiefdom, how can they divide them up?

Huo Yanchen raised his hand to seal the imperial edict. He looked at the people under the stage and said in a flat tone: "those who have objections will be dismissed; If you discuss it again, kill it; Those who hold false opinions will punish the whole family. "

There was a complete silence in the hall.

The emperor, who was high above, showed his intention to kill, which made people shudder.

The man stood at the top of the power and really became a loner.

Finally, Huo Yanchen waved his hand and looked up at the roof: "no objection, retreat."

He didn't even look at Qijue. He left in disorder. He didn't want to see Qijue.

I don't want to face the people who brought her death.

Huo Yanchen was alone in the inner hall, and no one was seen.

He sits under the bookshelf at will, with the bronze sword in hand. Jingyun and Huxiao Dao are the same weapons.

He came back to look for a long time, only to find that there was no Keepsake left between him and Xi yue'er.

Huo Yanchen only turned out several pictures of beauties, which he drew for her in his spare time.

One of them was oil stains left by her on purpose. She chewed the roast chicken and didn't wash her hands. At that time, he was so angry that he ignored her all day.

They met on a very ordinary afternoon in the Wang family. He went to visit Wang Mian. As the most favored little overlord in the palace, no one in the Wang family dared to embarrass him.

However, he saw a little girl rolling her sleeves and two balls, running around the yard, driving a group of ducks around with a loud voice.

Finally, no accident, the ducks ran past him, and the boots with cloud pattern and black bottom were stained with duck dung.