With the departure of the big white bird, the cliff seemed to be calm. Just when gainie and others breathed a sigh of relief, they found another spy winged bird stopped on the tree in front. We couldn't help wondering. It's reasonable to say that we have carefully checked it. There will be no bird feather Talisman?

"Ah, the little strange bird really came again." Tianming regretted his scolding just now. "No, how did it find here? It's haunting."

"Because we still have bird feather talisman here." Mu Hantian said faintly.

"Is it that I came back from collecting medicine and was cursed by this spell?" duanmurong also realized the seriousness of the matter and hurriedly checked himself to see if the problem was his own.

"Yue'er, is that you?" Mu Han looked at yue'er and said.

"Brother Han Tian, i..." when Mu Han Tian said, everyone turned their eyes to yue'er and saw a white feather in her hand. Dawn, duanmurong and gainie were all very surprised.

Gainie said, "I really don't understand why, because of me?"

The moon looked at gainie with hatred in her eyes and said, "you shouldn't forget Yandan?"

"Yandan?" gannie murmured, as if recalling things a long time ago.

Duanmu Rong looked worried: "princess, you already know."

"Sister Rong, when you saw the look of this sword that day, I guessed it." yes, why wouldn't yue'er, such a clever girl, notice it?

Gainie said, "I see. You are Yandan's descendant and his favorite daughter."

Tianming looked at the crowd blankly and was full of puzzlement. Mu Hantian took Yuer's hand and listened to Yuer's way: "Yan country in winter is the most beautiful place in the world. On the deepest day of winter, there will be a whole month of heavy snow in the sky, turning everything around him into a Silver Heaven and earth. The mountains in the distance and the palaces near are all pure white."

The moon spoke eloquently, and the ethereal voice floated in the air. Everyone seemed to really see the world wrapped in silver. It was a pure white world without war, pain and blood. And Yuer's thoughts have long returned to that winter.

"On the last day when the hexagonal snowflakes fall, it is the most grand festival in the state of Yan. Everyone will wear the best clothes, the brightest headdress and dress up beautifully. They will gather in the square in front of the palace, light a raging bonfire with hundreds of big wood and welcome the coming spring together. Everyone will sing songs, dance and drink the unique liquor and wine of the state of Yan The fragrance is so strong that even people who don't drink will get drunk. "

Yue'er remembered that day again. She was wearing beautiful new clothes and her eyes were brighter than the stars in the sky. Beside her stood empress mother and sister Rong. Their eyes were full of love. At that time, yue'er thought she was the happiest person in the world.

"Sister Rong, do I look good?" yue'er asked duanmurong with a pair of bright eyes.

"Good looking, the moon will be as good-looking as the princess and empress." duanmurong smiled.

"Will the father like yue'er as much as he likes his mother?" yue'er blinked playfully and said again.

The Crown Princess fondled Yuer's head: "silly Yuer, you are your father's favorite person."

"Really?"

"You see, the father is coming. Just ask him yourself."

"Hehe, hehe, I want to hear my father tell me." yue'er ran to the hall with a smile, and a string of silver bell like laughter sounded. At that time, she was a real princess, no sadness, no hatred, only everyone's love for her.

However, happiness is so short that it ends before you have time to savor it.

In the blooming fireworks, the red blood light suddenly appeared, followed by the roaring sound of killing, horse hoofs, screams, crying... The originally burning campfire was overturned and the fire appeared everywhere.

Yue'er saw the blood and killing. She stood there stunned. What drifted in her eyes was horror and fear.

The merciless butcher's knife waved down again and again, and the elderly, women and even children fell down. The whole world was dyed shocking red. The war seemed to burn too fast. The whole Yan country soon became Shura hell. Once carefree, once happy and beautiful, turned into dust with the ruthless war.

"Later, I learned that those people with black armor came from the state of Qin. If it weren't for them, my father would be the supreme king of the state of Yan, and I would always be his favorite. However, everything has changed." yue'er continued to tell that her eyes were filled with tears, but she didn't stop remembering the past.

Yue'er saw her mother kneeling on the ground and begged her father: "now the state of Qin is searching for you everywhere. Even the state of Yan has abandoned you. Please don't go out again..."

"A monarch without a country, a man without a family, I want to change all this. This is what I must do and the only thing I can do for you." the tall man was unmoved and his words were quite impassioned.

"Every time you go out, I can't sleep. Our daughter often cries for her father." the princess made her last plea, but Yandan shook her sleeve and left without looking back.

"Don't blame your father, don't blame your father..." yue'er kept repeating this sentence when she saw her mother and looked at her direction.

How can she not blame? How can you blame it? Who is to blame for all this? Qin? Ying Zheng?

The moon ran desperately. She ignored the call of her mother behind her, and let the tears on her face be dispersed by the wind. From a distance, she saw her father's tired back. In front of him was a swordsman. She didn't see the swordsman's appearance, or even the sword light. She only saw his father fall down

Duanmurong has hugged the tearful moon. Those memories have too much pain. How can a weak girl afford it?

Gainie said, "if I were to die, there was no need to save me at all."

"Brother Han Tian, I'm sorry." yue'er bowed her head. So she's not afraid of people blaming her. Only he, her favorite brother Chen.

Mu Han Tian came to yue'er, took yue'er in his arms, kissed her on the forehead and said lovingly, "silly girl, don't worry. My brother won't blame you. Everything will get better when you wake up."

With that, Mu Hantian quickly clicked on yue'er, and yue'er closed her eyes and fell into Mu Hantian's arms.

"You..."

Before duanmurong finished speaking, he heard gainie say, "in fact, I said earlier that my life was saved by the Mohists. If the Mohists want me to die, just give me an order."

Perhaps only those like gainie can be fearless of death, because what he carries is far more terrible than death. Those hatred and old grudges are enough to make him irreparable. However, he was still calm. Nothing could make him manic. A real swordsman never moved by anything in the world. He himself was a sword. Sword, only for kendo.

"You misunderstood, who was yue'er?" Mu Hantian was explaining to gainie. Suddenly he felt someone and hurriedly shouted.