"Qian'er, the royal family's forbidden art in southern Xinjiang is changing one's life with one's life. No one has ever tried it, you You have my uncle and me. "

"How can my uncle follow me day and night? In my uncle's heart, King Shizi is your first. You are like all the loyal supporters of general Murong. I am not the only one for you Ye Qiandao.

The uncle of Southern Xinjiang suddenly fell silent.

Feng Jin stands aside and looks at them. At this time, his eyes are hard to cover. He doesn't know that there is a forbidden skill to change one's life to another in southern Xinjiang. Ye Qian wants to use the forbidden technique to let the cold come to life? She didn't appear here three days ago. Did she expect to commit suicide? Or did Jing Shizi write to tell her? Let her come early? So Jing Shizi knew that the cloud and the evening cold would have this effect?

"Qian'er, how is your body suitable for the forbidden technique of life changing in southern Xinjiang? You have children in your stomach. " The uncle of South Xinjiang was silent for a moment. He looked at Ye Qian's abdomen. He had just raised a little, and half a year later, he would be born.

Ye Qian tightly pursed the corner of his mouth and said coldly, "if the cloud is not cold, what can I do with my child?"

"If you start the forbidden technique, you will not only be unable to save han'er, but also take you and your child, then..."

"Then I will die with him!" Ye Qian intercepts the words of the national uncle in southern Xinjiang.

The uncle of South Xinjiang lost his voice again.

For a moment, the Chinese army fell into a dead silence.

After a while, ye Qian said in a cold voice, "it's not that I'm cruel. For me, children are not as cold as clouds and dusk. I will use his life today and exchange his life for his father's life. Even if he died, even if we have no children in this life. I do. "

Neither uncle nor Feng Jin of Southern Xinjiang spoke.

"In a word, the cloud and the cold can't leave me. Heaven and earth can't. He is all I have left, and no one can take him away. Night light dye can't, heaven can't, Yama can't, nor can huangquan. " Ye qianmei, firm in her eyes, slowly turned around and said to her uncle and Feng Jin: "uncle, the master of the wind family, I have made up my mind. Please go out!"

The uncle of Nanjiang wanted to persuade him again, but he could not persuade him with her resolute eyes.

"If I die, there is an imperial edict here. All the officials, soldiers and people in southern Xinjiang entrusted to Jing Shizi to treat me kindly. If I don't die, I'll talk about it later. " Ye Qian takes out a bright yellow scroll from the sleeve and hands it to the wind Ember.

The wind ember took the bright yellow scroll and nodded faintly, "empress Ye is a real woman. If you are alive, the wind ember should have a drink with you. If you die, I'll have a drink with you in front of your grave

"Good!" Ye Qian nods.

Wind ember no more words, took her imperial edict to go out.

The national uncle of South Xinjiang sighed and went out with the wind.

In the twinkling of an eye, only Ye Qian was left in the big tent of the Chinese army. Without further delay, a black cloud and mist gathered in her palm, covering the cold heart of yunmu. Soon, the sword inserted in the cold heart of yunmu slowly retreated from his heart, and the thick black fog gradually covered her and yundushan.

Outside the Chinese army tent, the wind ember is holding the bright yellow scroll and standing with negative hands.

The uncle of Nanjiang stood beside the wind and looked at the direction of the royal capital of Southern Xinjiang. He sighed: "I didn't expect that qian'er would use the forbidden technique that no one in southern Xinjiang had ever used. Even if she changed her life with her children, she would not lose herself. This is a real gamble."

Feng Jin is silent. His eyes are not looking to the south of Xinjiang, but to the East China Sea. Yunshan is in the East China Sea.

"Feng, what are you thinking?" The uncle of the south of Xinjiang sighed half and drew back his sight to see the wind.

Wind ember light way: "think I should also look for a woman!"

The uncle of South Xinjiang was stunned.

The wind ember looked at the distance and said: "there is a silly woman, your life is more important than her life, isn't it very happy?"

The national uncle of Southern Xinjiang was stunned for a moment and said, "I don't know. I haven't married a woman in my life."

Wind ember suddenly smile, "I used to think that this life do not marry a woman, women are stupid, day by day do not worry. Now it's nice to have a woman in trouble. "

The uncle of Southern Xinjiang followed her and looked to the East China Sea, "has the imperial concubine of jingshizi not heard?"

"That woman is too big to die." Wind ember road.

The uncle of South Xinjiang looked at the wind, and his face was half worried. Since the days when Princess jingshizi left, he has seen many people mention that she is worried, including him. But the only person who doesn't worry is Feng Jin. He doesn't understand why he is so sure that she will die?

"Isn't uncle Guo strange that I don't worry about her?" Wind ember turned to look at the south of the country uncle, he followed cloud shallow moon for the longest time, naturally also learned most of her skills, this penetrating heart is one.

The national uncle of Southern Xinjiang secretly thought that he was really the master of the wind family. No wonder the king Shizi asked him to give him three points. He nodded and said, "yes, I don't understand why the master of the wind family is so sure that his concubine will be ok?"

Wind ember sneered, "others have three lives, she will have nine lives. Even if others have a life, she will always have one more life than others. That woman, best of all, is to die and survive. "The uncle of Southern Xinjiang nodded as if he had realized it, but he was still worried, "I hope the imperial concubine of jingshizi will come back safely, otherwise jingshizi..." With a sigh, he stopped.

Wind ember does not agree, no longer speak. The uncle of Southern Xinjiang stopped talking.

Neither of them left, and they all stood outside the Chinese Army's tent, naturally to protect Ye Qian's Dharma. No matter whether ye Qian is a success or a failure, she can not be disturbed.

This is three days and three nights.

During these three days and three nights, Tiansheng's army did not launch a campaign, and the barracks on both sides were very calm.

Three days and three nights later, ye Qian's voice suddenly came out of the Chinese army tent, extremely weak, "uncle, wind master, you come in."

The uncle of South Xinjiang and Feng Jin immediately opened the big tent and went in.

In the eye, it's frightening.

Ye Qian lies beside the cold clouds, her red dress stained with blood, red to blood. Blood dripped down the bed to the ground, and her abdomen was flat and bright red, and her face was frightening white.

Cloud evening cold lies quietly beside her, still motionless.

After a pause, he rushed to the bed and looked at Ye Qian heartily, "qian'er, how are you? But But it was saved? "

The corner of Ye Qian's mouth showed a trace of smile, "I have done what should be done, it depends on the will of heaven."

Nanjiang Guo uncle was surprised, looked at her, "how to say?"

Ye Qian took a hard look at yunmuhan. "Six years ago, I didn't have the courage to leave Nanjiang for nanlingrui. Now I fall in love with yundushan and finally have the courage to go out of this step. My father asked me to cherish my life before he left. At that time, I was also full of promise. I was taught that I would do anything for the sake of Southern Xinjiang, but I didn't expect that the world would always be unpredictable. I finally lived for myself. "

His uncle opened his mouth and did not make a sound.

"Now it's up to him to come back with me. I have tied our lives together. He dies, I die with him, he lives, I live with him. " Ye Qian forced to open his eyes, looking at the wind ember, "wind home master, will we find a place to settle it!"

Feng Jin nodded, "OK! I will take you to ten li peach blossom forest. With the master of Chu, you are dead or alive, and no one can move you. "

Thank you Ye Qian closed her eyes at ease.

The uncle of Southern Xinjiang woke up with a start and went to check Ye Qian's pulse. His hands kept shaking and half ringing. He let go of Ye Qian's hand and put on the pulse of cloud dusk cold. After half a ring, he put down his hand and said in a trembling voice, "these two children are really unjust."

Feng Jin also stretched out his hand to feel the pulse for them. After a moment, he said to his uncle in southern Xinjiang: "I don't know whether it's unjust or not. I only know that if yundushan doesn't come back alive, even if it's dead, he won't be at ease. "

The uncle of South Xinjiang nodded.

"Ling Mo!" The wind yelled out to the outside.

Ling Mo immediately obeyed orders to come in.

"Take care of them. Take 5000 people with you and send them to the ten mile peach blossom forest and give them to the master of the Chu family." Wind ember orders Ling mo.

"Good!" Ling Mo nods.

Wind ember turned out and walked out of the Chinese army tent, and the uncle of South Xinjiang also went out. Feng Jin came to the outside of the Chinese Army's tent, and led the southern Xinjiang general who was waiting outside: "Queen Ye fell into a coma in order to save the king's husband. Now I send them to ten li peach blossom forest. " The words fall, he shook open Ye Qian earlier left his imperial edict.

When the generals in southern Xinjiang saw the imperial edict, they took another look at the army tent and knelt down on their knees. "We will support King Shizi wholeheartedly in the future, and listen to general Hou Feng's command. We will never die."

"Get up! Discussion Although Feng Jin kept it for three days, he did not feel tired. He took the imperial edict of Ye Qian and strode to the camp for discussion.

A crowd immediately followed him.

On the same day, after the completion of Fengjin's discussion, he dispatched troops to attack the Tiansheng camp.

The soldiers in southern Xinjiang and the top ten families he brought with them were all excited and full of fighting spirit. The flames of war were suddenly set off. The horses' hooves of Bahuang mountain were neighing, the drums were noisy and murderous.

In Tiansheng camp, it took six days for the night to warm up. All the generals and soldiers were checked out. No trace was found, and no word about night light dye was received. She couldn't help but turn her eyes to xiyanyue, who had been put in the ice coffin.

This is the first time to doubt whether Xi Yanyue committed suicide?

Because of this tight defense, it is impossible for outsiders to sneak in, especially the close personal guards who followed him were always outside his camp when the fire broke out in Bahuang mountain. How did he get killed? If it wasn't killed? So is it suicide?

Night Qingnuan wants to come here. He feels ridiculous by his own ideas, but he thinks that besides, he really can't figure out who can kill him. After speculating for a moment, he immediately said to the leader of Wu Yi Qi: "bring the ice coffin here!"

Wu Yi Qi's leader looked at the light and warm night in question.

Night light warm pursed lips, "I want to xiyanyue autopsy."

The leader of Wu Yi Qi was surprised and immediately understood something. He nodded and took people to carry xiyanyue's ice coffin.

At this time, the scouts suddenly came to report, "report, princess, the soldiers from southern Xinjiang are coming, and they are less than 10 li away from our army."The night was light and warm, and his face was cold. He asked coldly, "isn't Southern Xinjiang dead and cold at night?"

"Yes! Now the white sails of the barracks in southern Xinjiang have not been withdrawn. " The Scout said immediately.

"Who leads the army in southern Xinjiang?" The night is light and warm.

"It's the wind ember!" Detective road.

The night is light and warm, smell speech bite bite, call to stop black clothes riding leader, anger way: "don't go to carry! Order the whole army to prepare for the battle

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