The tense confrontation all night was undoubtedly a great pressure for Ning Que. His clothes were wet and frozen by the cold wind and were sweating. I don’t know how many times he repeated them.

The viewer left Taoshan and suddenly appeared in front of Chang'an City. It was naturally shocking, but what scared him was that the other party's snow-capped mountains and sea of ​​energy was destroyed, so why could he recover as before?

Yes, although the iron arrow has not been fired and has not yet fought, he knew that the viewer had recovered as before, and that was an unquestionable feeling - the viewer and the world are completely integrated, and he felt that in just blinking, he would lose the other person's

Position, this state seems to know the fate, but it is even more wonderful.

Confronting each other overnight, Ning Que had enough time to think. He thought a lot, but couldn't get any answers. He couldn't understand what happened to the subject, so he could only focus his energy elsewhere and try to pass the subject's arrival.

, calculate what is happening in Taoshan and Song State.

It is obvious that this peace talk has failed. Is the Shrine Lord really going to kill Ye Su? So what about Ye Hongyu? Isn’t he worried about the division of the Taoist sect? He is so confident to defeat the academy?

Ning Que really wanted to see the division of Taoist sect, so that he could let Yuxian and Chen Qi bring those words to Ye Hongyu, but he didn't want to see the current situation because everything was not calculated, which made him very much.

disturbed.

The city gate was closed, and the wind and snow were all the way to the sky. The Tang army guarding the city had retreated.

Suddenly, the visitor looked at the eastern seaside.

Ning Que glanced at the east with his afterglow.

From last night to this time, the observer never spoke, but suddenly spoke and said calmly: "You said you want to talk to the world, and I just happened to want to talk to you too."

Ning Que wants to talk to this world. In fact, in a sense, he wants to talk to the spectator. If the spectator wants to talk to him, he is equivalent to talking to the entire world.

The owner pushed the wheelchair under the cliff and floated down to Taoshan, proving that his snow-capped mountains and seas were recovering. He was about to be invincible in the world as he had been back then. This was a very important moment.

At this moment, the first thing he said to the world was very simple, but it was a thunder.

He withdrew his eyes to Dongfang, looked at Ning Que on the city wall and said, "Ye Su is dead."

Ye Su is dead, or I killed Ye Su.

Ning Que was silent, without anger, without sadness. Without asking for details, just a moment ago, he also felt the strange changes between the heaven and earth on the east coast, and he vaguely heard something.

His silence lasted not long, and he sighed and smiled a little bitterly. Because he was a little confused now and didn't know where to fall.

"So, is Ye Hongyu dead too?"

He was not asking the viewer, but it was more like a self-question with a strong negative attitude, but he knew that the Taoist sect would definitely solve Ye Hongyu before killing Ye Su.

One is the founder of Protestantism, the other is the ruling priest of the Xiling Temple. Ye Su and Ye Hongyu are two people who are enough to change the direction of history, and they are also the hopes of the academy.

Now that hope has become an illusory bubble, how can he not remain silent?

Just as Yu Lian calculated, he also felt that Ye Su's killing by the Taoist sect would not have much loss to the academy and the Tang Kingdom, or even some benefits.

But he knew better that many things could not be calculated like this absolutely objectively and calmly. The academy has always understood this truth very well, and if Ye Hongyu really died...

The host looked at him quietly on the top of the city without saying a word.

After a night, the string had already entered the flesh. Ning Que's three fingers began to bleed. The blood stained the string red, and it fell like rain by the eaves, falling down the city wall and falling on the snow.

There are many reasons why he did not have an arrow to shoot the siege master. The most important reason is that he wanted to keep his hope--he did not have the confidence to shoot the siege master to death with the Yuan Thirteen arrow, so he could not shoot the arrow.

If something has not happened, you can pretend that there are many endings. The ending is destined, so you can only draw a unique, bleak conclusion, just like the death of Ye Su and Ye Hongyu.

But when will the standoff last?

Could it be that he would pull the iron bow and shoot the blue-clothed clothes until the sea is gone?

How long does it take for the host to stand in the snow? He wants to block the entire Chang'an City by himself? What else does he want to do except kill Ye Su when he left Taoshan?

Ning Que couldn't figure it out. He only knew that if he continued like this, his will would be destroyed by the observer. Even if the observer did nothing, he just stood there quietly.

Perhaps, destroying his will is something that the observer wants to do casually?

News of death on the East China Sea has come, and the most critical moment has passed.

Ning Que made an action, and just a moment ago, he himself would never have thought that he would do it.

He withdrew his arrow and pulled his bow.

With this action, the ice on his shoulders broke into pieces and the snow on his clothes fell down.

Appreciation is revealed in the eyes of the viewer.

Ning Que's expression was very indifferent, and he was also very indifferent to himself.

Ye Su is dead, and the most important purpose of the viewer is accomplished.

He was defeated. If the confrontation or battle had to continue, he could only use this method to force himself and Chang'an City into a desperate situation and survive in a desperate situation.

The iron bow is on the shoulder, and there is no one guarding the Chang'an city gate. Please come in.

If the viewer wants to gain greater benefits, Chang'an welcomes you.

Ning Que does not think that after Ye Su's death, the observer will take this risk.

A few years ago in Chang'an City, he used millions of swords to kill the scoundrels, and now he can also kill him.

He did not regret that he had no arrows shot at the East China Sea last night or before, because the viewer was there, and he could not be distracted, but now he does not need to be distracted.

The audience smiled at the city and turned around and prepared to leave.

Ning Que looked at his back and said, "I will figure out what you want to do."

The observer did not look back and said, "When you think it through the day, you will come to me."

...

...

The man has left, but the wind and snow are still there.

Ning Que no longer sat on the top of the city because he needed to figure out something.

The unexpected resolution of Taoist sect confused him. But he had no feeling of frustration. The advancement of history always rose in a spiral shape. Wars rarely won all the way to the end.

He walked down the city wall and walked silently in the streets and alleys of Chang'an City.

He went to Wanyan Pagoda and saw the statues of the venerables. He went to Nanmen Temple and pondered in the Taoist temple with black floors. He did not go to Linfostern Lane, but finally went to Yanming Lake and sat down.

On the shore, looking at the remaining lotus in the snow lake, like statues without temperature, gradually being covered by snow.

Back then, he realized the talisman in the Wanyan Pagoda, and in the Nanmen Temple, he realized the Tao. On the shore of Yanming Lake, he realized more truths, including life and death, and there are things beyond life and death.

Now he couldn't figure out what the subject wanted to do.

The master of the temple is the strongest person in the Taoist sect and the biggest enemy of the academy. The master was unable to erase him from this world. He was also Chen Pipi's father and Ye Su's teacher. Logically speaking, the academy should know him very well.

But it was not until this moment that he realized that he was very unfamiliar with this person.

He could not even make a relatively true description of this person. He knew that the master's surname was Chen Ming, and he was a genius who was never seen in a thousand years. However, he didn't know his preferences, and he didn't know what his views on the world were.

What is his spiritual tendency? Is he trying to become a god and a sanctify, or to be quiet and inactive?

He sat by Yanming Lake for three days and three nights, but still couldn't figure it out and there was no clue. So he got up and left, and the original seat he was sitting was quickly covered with snow.

The teacher and Sangsang went to heaven. Master Yan Se turned into a handful of ashes and buried in a wild tomb in the suburbs. The eldest brother had not come back yet. He should have been looking for Chen Pipi and others. The second brother was still fighting with the Buddha Sect in the West.

The third senior sister killed someone on the wasteland and was waiting for the last moment to arrive in the town...

He walked in Chang'an City and could not find anyone.

A person who can guide him.

Finally he walked to a brothel, which was a red sleeves.

In this brothel, he once wrote a very famous book and had many experiences. In this building, there was a real elder, Jian Jia.

When he walked to the top floor of Hongxiuzhao, he saluted to everyone Jian and said, "If you have something to do, please give me some advice."

Jane looked at his tired face and suddenly said, "I want to go to the academy."

Since that spring breeze and rain, Ning Que has been sitting in Chang'an City withered and has never left the city gate again. The academy is in the south of Chang'an City, and if he wants to go, he has to leave the city.

Ning Que was silent for a moment and said, "Okay."

The carriage left Hongxiuzhao, drove across Zhuque Avenue, and left the city to head south. It took less time to come to the academy, rolled over the meadow, passed the cold-resistant plum bushes and withered peach trees, and entered the back mountain.

Everyone in the back mountain was walking, looking at the warm cliff square, the small courtyard faintly visible in the forest, listening to the sound of the waterfall, his expression was a little complicated and he never spoke.

Bypassing the waterfall, passing through the narrow stone wall, and coming to the cliff of the back mountain, climbing up the steep mountain path with difficulty, finally coming under the wisteria rack and before the cliff cave.

Those wisteria are from the mulberry tree, and the small building was built by seniors and sisters. Ning Que stood under the vine and looked at the long beans that had been blown dry by the wind, and his emotions were slightly lost.

Everyone from Jian walked to the cliff cave and looked at the dim cave in the sky. When she saw the words written on the stone wall, her expression changed slightly, and her eyes became slightly wet, as if she was a little moved.

That was written by Ke Haoran himself.

"This is my first time entering the back mountain of the academy."

Jian turned around, walked to the cliff, raised his hands, looked at Chang'an City under the setting sun in the distance, looked at the white clouds, and said, "I thought I would never come in."

The stories from that time were stories of elders. Ning Que was unable to ask, so he had to remain silent.

Jane said, "Actually, I have never liked Master."

Ning Que didn't know what to say. He always thought that people like the teacher could easily win the respect of everyone. Why do everyone say they don't like it?

Jian everyone looked back at him and said, "Because he taught your uncle."
To be continued...