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Qu Yi couldn't hear clearly what Xu Ning was saying, and he had no strength left, so he raised his hand to wipe the tears from the woman's face.
"Don't cry, Ningning. I'm sorry, I couldn't stay with you until the end. I, I..." I like you. Qu Yi was really out of breath. The young man dropped his hands to the ground and took his last breath.
"Qu Yi! Qu Yi! Don't die!"
No matter how hard Xu Ning shook her, she couldn't wake up. The autumn wind was howling, and the strands of hair on her temples were extremely messy.
The woman cut off the cloak with a sword and gently covered Qu Yi's face with it.
Liu Han chased Nanyang Hou all the way to the main hall. Handan Jishan was not weak and was as strong as Liu Han.
I saw a young woman chasing a middle-aged man with a long stick in her hand.
Later, Han Jishan was tied to the Panlong Pillar, his eyes were full of fear and bloodshot, and he dared not move at all.
"What if you kill me today? Your sister won't come back, and your Liu family will be charged with deceiving the emperor. Oh, and you even participated in the rebellion. The Liu family's foundation will ultimately be destroyed by you. Hahaha!"
Without waiting for the other person to finish speaking, Liu Han hit him with a stick in the belly of Handi Mountain.
The flame of anger rose to Liu Han's throat, and a sharp knife shaped like a flying flower popped out from the end of the iron rod. The blade stopped when it was only a grain of rice away from Handiji Mountain.
Liu Han's heart tightened and blood quickly flowed into his mouth.
The sticky taste of blood mixed between teeth and tongue.
The woman turned around with difficulty and looked in disbelief at the man holding a feather arrow two or three miles away.
"Why?"
The man's expression was as calm as a cold pond. He did not answer and walked gradually towards Handi Mountain.
After being together for so many years, she had never seen Handi clearly.
The simple and honest man in my memory is completely different from the man in front of me.
"My dear son, thank goodness you arrived in time, otherwise I would have died here today."
Han Li untied Han Jishan's rope. Liu Han couldn't hold on any longer, her eyelids gradually becoming heavy. The young man opposite her suddenly turned around and hurried towards her.
It’s a pity that it’s too late.
Handan's lifeless eyes finally showed some emotion.
The mood instantly dropped to freezing point, a cold light flashed on the candlestick, and the sharp dagger quickly wiped across Han Jishan's neck.
"you!"
Han Jishan covered his neck tightly with his hands to stop the blood from flowing out. He never thought that he would eventually die at the hands of his own son.
"What's wrong with me? I just treat you the same way you treated my mother." The man's voice was as cold as ice.
Afterwards, Han Li saw that Han Jishan was dying, so he broke his limbs and gouged out his eyes.
Handi held Liu Han's body and disappeared in the cold palace.
There were only a few dozen people left in the An Ning Army. Xu Ning looked back at the corpses around him, and his warm heart grew colder and colder.
Suddenly, something white appeared in the sky and landed on Xu Ning's armor.
Xu Ning stretched out his scarred hand to catch it, and licked it gently with the tip of his tongue.
It's snow.
The first snow of the 28th year of Zhenning.
It was icy cold, with a faint smell of blood.
Qiao Mulan died, nailed to the city wall by the imperial guards.
Pei Shan was also dead. Xu Ning didn't know how he died. She only knew that when she found him, the body was already frozen stiff. The young man had a smile on his face, like the warm sun in winter.
Perhaps because almost all the people who came with her were dead, Xu Ning's heart seemed to be frozen, unable to feel any warmth, and was so numb that she didn't feel like a living thing.
The black-armored soldiers and the imperial guards surrounded Xu Ning and the remaining soldiers. The mask on his face was bleeding and itchy, so Xu Ning simply tore it off.
There were too many enemy troops, and in less than half an hour, only Xu Ning was left.
The snow fell heavier and heavier, and the hair crown was broken off at some point. The white snow scattered on the sparse long hair. The tip of the woman's nose was red, like a mad lion.
"Come on! What moves do you have? Come on up, everyone!"
The next moment, hundreds of feather arrows shot over. There were too many arrows and they could not be blocked at all.
Countless feather arrows pierced through his body. He could still feel the pain from the first few arrows, but the pain was so severe after that that he could not react. His vision gradually became blurred and his ears gradually stopped ringing.
Every piece of snow from the sky competed to fall on Xu Ning, and the snow in the sky was woven into a piece of white cloth.
I want to leave some final dignity for the general who died in battle.
Xu Ning was prepared to die from the beginning, but when he was actually dying, he felt inexplicably afraid, as if something would disappear forever.
When I lost consciousness, I glanced at the progress bar of the main task.
Very good, 90%, the pain and suffering were not in vain.
This is the result she wanted.
As early as in Jingyou Valley, Xu Ning learned of the plan of Tang Xixu and others. The An Ning Army was divided into two routes, with Qu Yi pretending to be Tang Xixu to disrupt the sight of the imperial army. The route led by Qiao Mulan could just disintegrate part of the imperial city's forces, giving Tang Xixu enough time to fight the Yulin Army.
Tangxi Xu's team took the Jihezi trail. If they arrived in time, they would surely win the battle.
At that time, Xu Ning thought that if Tang Xixu attacked the imperial city and took over the world, it would be difficult to leave, so it would be better to take this opportunity to leave.
At first, everyone in Qu Yi disagreed, but only Xu Ning could imitate Tang Xixu's expression the best, and only Xu Ning could use a spear and had high martial arts skills.
The rest of the people had no choice but to give up. According to the time, distance and military strength, although the An Ning army led by Xu Ning might not be able to capture the imperial city, it would definitely not lead to the current tragic situation.
This first snow fell particularly heavily, and it seemed there was no sign of it slowing down.
Xu Ning felt dry-mouthed, dizzy, and sleepy. She calmly looked at the old emperor on the high wall.
It really looks like a depressed old dog.
Emperor Gan Ping squinted his eyes and looked at the young general who was shot to pieces by bullets below the wall. He was looking at him with his remaining breath.
With her brows furrowed, the girl looked at him with a victorious attitude.
As if telling him, what does it matter if you win.
"Your Majesty, he doesn't seem to be Tang Xixu." Now that he was close, Li Dequan could finally see the face of the man under the wall. "I have heard that Tang Xixu married a woman in Buhuo City. This woman is very skilled in martial arts. Today, she single-handedly killed nearly a thousand black armored soldiers."
"What?"
Emperor Ganping's pupils shrank sharply. He knew how powerful Tang Xixu was. The old emperor's thin body trembled slightly.
After thinking for a moment, Yuwen Zhan collapsed on the ground, his eyes blank, not knowing what he was thinking.
After about a cup of tea, Emperor Ganping suddenly stood up, shook his dragon robe, and spoke in a calm tone.
"Xiao Quanzi, I remember that I only wore that dragon robe once when I first ascended the throne. Go and get it. I want to wear it again."
"What do you want to do? Do you want to admit defeat?" The queen ignored her usual dignity and tugged at the corner of Emperor Gan Ping's clothes.
"Mingchang, take your mother back to the palace." Emperor Ganping gently took away the queen's hand.
"Yes, father." Zhao Mingshang replied after a long silence.
Zhao Mingshang supported the queen. The queen looked back at the old emperor and wanted to say something, but she didn't say it in the end.
Tang Xixu rode at full speed all the way to the capital. Flames were floating outside the city gate and the snow was falling. The young man frowned and his heart skipped a beat.
"General, what's wrong with you?" The deputy general saw Tang Xixu suddenly covering his chest with an unbearable look on his face.
"No problem."
I have been feeling very anxious today. I can’t describe how I feel. I feel dazed and confused.
During the day, the capital was deathly silent. Not a sound could be heard outside the imperial city. Strangely, the city gates were half-open, with no one guarding them.
Tang Xixu pushed open the city gate, and saw a vast expanse of white covered with corpses, with large patches of red mixed in the white snow.
In the center of the square, a woman was kneeling on one leg, her armor was torn, and her body was full of arrows like a hedgehog.
White snow like fine salt covered the woman's loose black hair, her eyebrows and long eyelashes were thin and white, rough and red broken skin covered her cheeks which should have been delicate, and her dry lips were halfway away from her lips, and were about to fall off.
The woman raised her head weakly, saw who was coming, and forced a smile.
Xu Ning was very cold, so cold that she ignored the pain in her body. She finally saw Tang Xixu with her last breath.
[Alright, Master, now that we've found the person, you can leave now with peace of mind.]
Xu Ning should have died long ago. She didn't know why, but in the last moment of this book world, she just wanted to see Tang Xixu again.
Guangyu couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he gave her a sigh of relief considering that her mission was about to be completed.
Xu Ning couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the side, closing his eyes with satisfaction.
Tang Xixu jumped off his horse and ran over to catch the body.
The blood on most parts of the woman's body had dried, probably because it had been too long and the wounds had frozen.
Her armor was shattered to pieces, leaving not an inch of intact skin on her body. Tang Xixu held her only gently, as if she would shatter if he touched her any more.
Tang Xixu buried his head in the woman's neck, his tears had already soaked the ends of his hair, and his fragile heart couldn't stop trembling, but no one knew.
The young man's face was pale, his eyes were wet, his pupils were unfocused and empty, and his seriously injured hand stroked his thin and messy black hair.
"Have you already decided to leave in this way?"
His pale face was covered with tear marks, his eyes were red and swollen, the snow was falling harder, and many corpses around were covered in snow.
Tang Xixu brushed away the hair on Xu Ning's face, wiped off the dust, and hugged the stiff and cold corpse, as dazed as a puppet with its soul removed.
"ah--"
Tang Xixu looked up to the sky and wept bitterly. The snow-white earth was covered with the only sad color, the young man holding the girl.
A big hole was dug in his intact heart. Tang Xixu's nose tip turned red and he was out of breath. He looked up at the soldiers guarding the imperial city.
The young man put the woman's body away, then grabbed the Xilin sword and rushed into the palace.
The yellow glazed tiles were pierced with flying arrows, the tiles were scattered here and there, the misty snow soaked the long steps, and the vermilion city walls were splattered with spots, making it difficult to tell whether they were "blood" or "snow".
The empty palace square whispered of decay in the cold wind, and the magnificent palace trembled, almost collapsing.
The jade pendant that Xu Ning gave him a few years ago was broken at some point. Tang Xixu wrapped it in several layers and put it on his sleeve, and also wrapped a few rounds of bandages around his wrist.
"Woo" "Ah"
Wherever the young man walked, there were corpses. Soon, the entire palace was filled with soldiers, and the imperial city, which was once a dreamland on earth, turned into a hell that everyone feared.
Tang Xixu quickly broke into the Taiping Palace. Emperor Ganping's face turned pale and he said, "Your Majesty, you can take a bath now." Li Dequan was so frightened when he saw Tang Xixu coming that he fled in panic and could no longer pretend to be loyal for a moment.
Tang Xixu threw a dagger and pierced his throat from behind his neck.
"It's your turn."
The young man's face was covered in blood, and his voice was terrifyingly cold, as if he was the King of Hell demanding his life.
Upon hearing this, Emperor Gan Ping turned around, his face was sagging, his expression was tired, and there was not a single black thread in his white hair. A man in his fifties or sixties looked like a dying old man in his seventies or eighties in just one day.
The golden yellow robe was dull and lifeless, the golden dragon that symbolized power turned into a lowly earth snake, and the emperor's majesty fell into dust.
"Even if I die, you won't get any benefit at all."
Yuwen Zhan raised his sword to commit suicide, but the long sword flew over and chopped off the short sword.
"It would be so boring to just die." The young man curled his lips and sneered. How could the evil ghosts crawling up from the nineteenth level of hell be merciful?
"My father, brother, and my newly married wife, who hadn't even had time to be included in the family tree, were all shot to death by arrows. My sister-in-law and brother also died tragically in the imperial city. How could I possibly let you die in peace?"
The calm voice was like a piercing knife on Emperor Gan Ping's neck.
The old emperor's hands were shaking, he was having difficulty breathing, and he didn't dare to meet those cold eyes.
When the people in the palace saw the real Tang Xixu coming, they fled and dispersed, taking away all the valuable things in the palace that they could.
Tang Xixu didn't care about so many things anymore. All those close to him were dead. He never wanted such a big empire. He never cared about the throne. He just wanted an explanation and the truth from the beginning to the end.
Now that Xu Ning was dead, everyone was dead. Even if there was immense power and wealth in this world, it was nothing but a pile of quicksand in his eyes.
In the late autumn of the 28th year of Zhenning, heavy snow suddenly fell in the imperial city. On the second day of the next month, the new emperor ascended the throne and changed the country's name to Ning. Empress Liu was honored as the empress dowager.
All the concubines in the harem were sent to the temple. Empress Dowager Feng should have gone to worship Buddha as well. However, Tangxi Xu respected her as the Grand Empress Dowager Yizhuang because of her kindness and the kindness she had shown to him when he was young.
The new emperor held a grand wedding, and everyone in the capital was celebrating for the new emperor.
The capital was covered with red silk for three days and three nights, and silver and money were scattered all over the streets. The emperor and the people enjoyed themselves together, and the whole world celebrated.
Everyone knew that the queen had passed away a long time ago. On the day of the wedding, a gangster spoke without thinking and offended His Majesty. The new emperor did not blame him and even rewarded him with a lot of silver. However, many people did not notice it, and the gangster was never seen on the street again.
Tangxi Xu rarely attended court, leaving many matters to Pei Yuanchi. Zhao Mingchang held great power in the Zhao family, and the new emperor abolished her status as Princess An. She entered the court as an official to assist the new emperor alongside Pei Yuanchi.
"Some things are beyond your control. Why bother being so obsessed with the world as it is? Now that you are the king, why not let yourself go?"
Hua Xing was preparing to go to Yanzhou and came to say goodbye to Tang Xixu.
The young man smiled faintly, his eyes devoid of warmth. "What about you? Are you willing to let yourself go?"
Hua Xing was stumped by the question and couldn't answer for a moment.
"If you really let go of yourself, why would you go to Yanzhou? You and I are both ordinary people in this mundane world, unable to forget our past love. Since we are ordinary people, what's wrong with being a little persistent?"
The young emperor gazed into the distance, stroking a bracelet made of broken jade pendants.
The two were silent for a long time. Hua Xing put on his cloak and bowed. "May your dynasty prosper forever and be worshipped by your people for thousands of years. Farewell."
The man in the black dragon robe had his back to him, and his figure moved slightly, but he never turned around.
Xu Ning's body was placed in the ice storage. The outer cover was tattered and patched up by Tang Xixu himself.
The first thing Tang Xixu did every day when he got up was to wipe Xu Ning's face, put on makeup, and tie her hair. He knew that Xu Ning was a person who loved cleanliness when she was alive.
"Your Majesty, the Empress has passed away. I hope Your Majesty will mourn her soon." Pei Yuanchi, dressed in official uniform, persuaded the decadent new emperor. Tang Xixu always had the stench of a corpse on his body, and the heavy fragrance could not cover it up.
The young emperor, who had been silent for many days, finally lost his composure.
"She's not dead! She just went to another place!" Tang Xixu suddenly calmed down, "I will find her. I will bring her back to life."
"Your Majesty, a man who claims to be your master has arrived." The young eunuch suddenly came in to report.
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