Chapter 134

Entering the street, Mo Li found that there was a shadow of Qingfeng city in front of him. Whether it is architectural pattern or street layout. Maybe here is the original appearance of Qingfeng city.

"Here are weapons! Magic weapon, magic weapon

"This is... This is the Caulis Spatholobi! There's a Caulis Spatholobi here

People entering the shops on both sides constantly exclaimed, which made people who were still looking around in the street couldn't help but search the shops on both sides.

"Young master, let's go and have a look!"

Dong Choufeng and Xia Chengfeng can't help but look at the enthusiastic people around them.

"Go! Pay attention to safety... "

Mo Li smiles, and they flash towards the shops in the middle of the city.

It seems that the collection of emperor Qingfeng is in these shops in the city. With this discovery, the doubts in people's hearts have already become the driving force of treasure exploration.

"Shall we not look for it?"

The wind bell looks at Mo Li and doesn't worry about looking for treasure, some don't understand to open a mouth to ask a way.

"Of course you have to find a baby when you come here!" Mo Li gave a mysterious smile and then said, "but I don't think the most valuable treasure will be the same as other ordinary collections. In those shops, it should be in a special place..."

"Special place?" Wind chime Leng Leng, "where?"

"That's our witticism girl!" Mo Li gave Dong a flattering smile and said, "did emperor Qingfeng have a mansion in the city at that time?"

Dong Miaoyu was stunned, then slowly shook his head: "I don't know, but according to my analysis, it should not be... According to the ancient books, Emperor Qingfeng revisited his hometown many years after the city was built, and then he met his wife..."

"No..." Mo Li frowned. After a short meditation, he drew a smile from the corner of his mouth. "If there is no residence, it must be there!"

"Where?" Dong Miaoyu a Leng, then face a joy, "you mean... Manqiao?"

The water and the sky are the same, and the bridge is full of beauty.

If there is the most unforgettable hometown of emperor Qingfeng in this city, it must be manqiao.

Taking a few girls to stroll around the city, while looking for the manqiao in the poem, Mo Li did not forget to take them to the shops passing by.

Maybe he doesn't need some things, but it's a rare treasure for his subordinates. In addition, some elixirs that are hard to find outside are of great use to Su ranxue.

While walking, Mo Li also meets the more and more excited Feng family and Wang family in the process of treasure hunting. The family officials of the two families even fight because of the ownership of some treasures.

This is inevitable, even if the alliance, before the huge confusion, it is inevitable that the discretion will be disordered. Fortunately, although Prince Lun and father Feng were excited, they still rarely kept sober, and there was no big trouble under their respective constraints.

There are many bridges in the city. After searching slowly, Mo Li and his party finally found an arched stone bridge. On the mottled green stone railings, they stripped away the thick moss, and the word "manqiao" gradually emerged.

"Here it is!"

The three girls exclaimed.

"Yes... It's here..." Mo Li gently stroked the railing of the stone bridge, looking at the calm blue water, a picture gradually emerged in his mind.

In the Misty drizzle, a dignified man with a long sword walks around the city, looking at the people living and working in peace and contentment under his protection, with a smile on his face.

Children play, pawn Hawking, lively and miscellaneous laughter, every bit of happiness is blooming. The footprints of men on the Qingshi Street are gradually disappearing under the drizzle. At a casual glance, the beauty of manqiao is deeply reflected in my mind and becomes a lifelong concern.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Qingfeng. Can we be friends?"

"Hello, have we met somewhere?"

Mo Li's mind flashed a series of pictures, he did not know how the powerful man opened his mouth to tell the girl what was on his mind, but he believed that at that moment he might be more nervous like a big boy.

Acquaintance, acquaintance and love. The turbulent situation separated the lovers like lacquer, and the missing of a foreign land can only be reposed far away through the hazy moonlight. Mo Li can understand the worries of men when they are fighting outside, and also can think of the misery of women waiting alone.

Yellow maple leaves all over the place.

When she comes back, the former beauty has already turned into a bone under the loess. Imagining all the good things after reunion has only become a dream forever in my heart.

The man laughs wildly. In front of the lonely grave in the heavy rain, all the tenderness in his heart is buried in the distant memory with the disappearance of the beauty. Living in seclusion in the mountains, to create such an empty city, only to retain the memory of those who will never forget the sweet past.

Ten years of life and death two boundless, do not think, since unforgettable. There is no place to talk about desolation. Even if meet should not know, dust covered face, temples such as frost. At night, you dream of returning to your hometown. Xiaoxuan window is dressing. There is nothing but tears. It is expected that every year my intestines are broken, and the moon is short.

Maybe, in the future, I can create a world in my memory, cast the Great Wall, dig the East China Sea, carve the Giant Buddha, carve the ends of the earth... Maybe, there will be tourists who come from there like me to enter it, and then look at their hometown, and realize their extravagant hopes.

Looking at Mo Li in front of him, I can feel the sad and desolate breath on him. Fengling is heartbroken. She didn't know what her man thought, but she believed that he was lonely and lonely at this moment.

Take the man's waist from behind gently, wind chime's head gently lean on Mo Li's broad back, unconsciously even the corner of the eye has become a little wet.

Man, man, what kind of past do you have... How can I heal your inner pain?

The breeze blows, and brings Mo Li's thoughts back to reality, feeling the warmth from the beauty. Mo Li's mouth shows a gentle smile.

History is only history after all. Maybe what we should do is to understand the truth of cherishing the people in front of us from the regret of emperor Qingfeng.

Gently holding the wind chime on his waist, feeling the woman's attachment to himself, Mo Li looks at Dong Miaoyu and Su ranxue.

"Real baby, under the bridge!"

Mo Li's voice must be incomparable. When he came up with the scenes in his mind, Mo Li also felt the subtle energy fluctuations coming from the bottom of the bridge.

Shua——

Su ranxue's body floated up, with a slender sword on her feet, quietly floating on the water beside the manqiao bridge.

Hands across a string of fingerprints, a little bit of light in Su Ran's long white fingers.

"Seiji!"

Two streams of energy from the palms toward the water, accompanied by the surging spray, a dark wooden box from the two energy wrapped pulling water, bursts of roar, the whole city appeared a little tremor.

Whoa - whoa——

With the undulating water waves in the moat, a torrent from the horizon poured down towards the empty city.