Fu Canglu

Chapter 663
On a snowy night in Lanling City, the dawn light breaks through the clouds.

The castle in the air is quiet up and down.

A young man in a white coir raincoat walked in the corridor of a castle in the air. He hummed a soft song, and his voice echoed around the pavilion, but his figure looked like a ghost.

The night guard soldiers turned a deaf ear and let the white-haired young man pass behind or in front of him with no emotion on his face.

It seemed that no one else could hear the soft singing voice.

"Qi water soup soup, there is the Dragon King who crosses the river;
In the vicissitudes of the rivers and lakes, who knows the ups and downs and sadness;
Beiliang Yincheng Fengxue Cang,
Woohoo Jianzhong hidden in the world;
Looking at the ten kingdoms in the Spring and Autumn Period, the world is dominated by the flames of war and smoke, and the corpses are wrapped in the battlefield, only the Northern Wei Dynasty Qiliang remains;
Hob knife Jianghu, pointing at life and death, wine sword, poetry madness, love for children, heartbroken forever;
Laughing that the three religions of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism are nothing but dust relics;
Laughing that the ancient and modern heroes are nothing more than a handful of loess;
Laughing that the lives of visitors from the rivers and lakes are cheaper than ants;

Laughing at the beauty, the white-haired general is late;

It has been seen that the Emperor of Heaven shot Qili, the moon went out of the Guan Gorge, and a reed crossed the Qi River.
Have you ever thought that lifting Xiafei to the sky, turning the sea into mulberry fields, and beheading the emperor with one sword
Woohoo desolation, I don't see the sword spirit of poetry from a hundred years ago
Woohoo desolation, who can lie drunk on the battlefield

Woohoo desolate, all paid to Fucang! "

The young man in white robes sang this very famous song with a melodious and desolate voice. He leaned on the railing with one hand, fingertips fiddled with the snow layer that was getting higher and higher along the road, and finally stopped on the highest floor. A thick layer of snowflakes has piled up.

Yuan Tiangang held the pile of fine snow, his complexion was a little pale, and there seemed to be a very shallow wound between his brows, perhaps because of the weather, his body seemed much weaker.

His palm fell into the water, and he just stood opposite the room of the castle in the air, finished singing the song, and finally waited until the snow on his palm had completely melted, and knocked lightly on the door in front of the two tall soldiers , asked with a smile: "Your Majesty?"

The only one who could hear his voice was the old man in the house from beginning to end.

It was dark in that room.

After the white minion boy opened the door, he closed the door again, and the extremely long shadow originally reflected in the room was engulfed by darkness again.

There used to be an old lamp by the bedside of the old man, but the wick had been burned out, and he didn't bother to ask someone to light it up again. There was no discomfort in the darker environment.

Used to it.

The most important thing is quiet.

There was a tick-tock sound hitting the ground in the room, clear and loud, so it remained quiet for a long time, but it was no longer quiet.

The old man who was half leaning on the bed looked calmly at the thin shadow in the darkness. He never closed his eyes and was always waiting for what was coming.

So in the darkness, the boy spoke again.

"Your Majesty. My Majesty."

It was like meeting for the first time. On Jiangnan Road, the revived spring breeze blew across the cheeks of the young man and the young man. His temples were flying, and the young man in white cape just smiled and knelt down on one knee, embracing the feather fan, and raised his head. , I promise very sincerely that I will fight with myself and conquer half of the world.

The iron cavalry was flying, and mud and dust were flying everywhere.

Now spring is gone and winter is coming.

The spring of man has passed, and the winter of life is coming to an end.

The old man half leaning on the bed said softly: "Your appearance has not changed. I knew a long time ago that the years will not leave traces on your face."

The sound of tick-tock continued.

The young man said softly: "Your Majesty, your appearance is just a skin. Everyone will die. The majesty of the Western Regions will die. The sword Zongming who holds Karma will die. The first city lord who ferried the Qi River will die and I will die too."

Xiao Wang smiled and said, "So you are also afraid of death?"

There was silence in the room.

Yuan Tiangang seemed to be thinking about something, and his voice became intermittent: "The longer you live, the less you want to die. I'm not afraid of death, I just... still need a little time."

The old man half leaning on the bed said softly: "So. This is why you came to me this time?"

The boy said calmly: "Yes. I hope you live longer."

Xiao Wang let out a soft ah, as if expressing emotion, he narrowed his eyes, and murmured: "If we hadn't met you at that time, you might have died."

"I will find a second 'Your Majesty', and I will still live." The young man said without emotion, "But without Qi Liang, history has changed, and I can't make it this far. Maybe you are right Yes, if we hadn't met, at this point, I might have been 'dead'."

Xiao Wang smiled and said: "If the time could be restarted, I know I will meet her, then I will not save you."

Yuan Tiangang was silent, he shook his head, and said with a complicated expression: "It's hard to restart time. If you don't save me, you will die, and I will die too."

"In this world, everyone can function normally without anyone. The sun, the moon, and the stars will never be missing, and the sunrise and sunset will never be late." The old man who was half leaning on the bed looked neither happy nor sad: "But I sometimes think that I saved you and changed the pattern of the Central Plains. The alternation of day and night has not changed disorderly, but Lanling City has been able to firmly control the timeline of the war. All this is not due to me, it is You foresaw everything in the future, and guided Qi Liang’s every move. It’s not a misfortune if the world loses me; but if you have more, it might be a disaster.”

"Fortunately, you also have weaknesses."

Xiao Wang grinned, and said: "When I was very young, I thought about what a fairy in the sky would look like. If it really came down to earth, would the cavalry be able to conquer it? Later, I learned that one can be worth a thousand battles." Killing gods really exist, those people are called evildoers, they are called masters, and those who are even more powerful, who have no fear in front of a country's heavy cavalry, are called great masters, who appear once in a hundred years, which is rare in the world."

The young man standing in the darkness looked normal, quietly listening to the chatter of the old man on the bed, the tick-tock sound gradually slowed down, dripping on the ground, becoming sticky.

"I've been holding onto your weakness, and I've been feeling your life. I know you're extraordinary, and I know you'll leave Lanling City one day. Even so, I'm still not worried."

"As long as we have the same purpose, then this weakness is the guarantee of working together."

"You are back today."

The old man on the bed smiled and said, "You are afraid of my death."

Xiao Wang gently tugged on his robe, and his shriveled skin was beating with a slight frequency.

His heart beat fast and steady.

In the room, there was only the sound of a heart beating.

To be precise, the beating frequency of the heart under the white minion boy's robe was exactly the same as that of Xiao Wang's.

"For so many years, you and I have shared a heart. I have never regretted it. When we first met, I decided to give half of my life to you." Xiao Wang lowered his eyebrows and said softly: "I am older than other people. Faster, and the heartbeat is twice as fast as theirs. Now it seems that what I got is more than twice as fast as theirs?"

The old man said with a smile.

"I own the whole world."

Yuan Tiangang pursed his lips tightly.

There was a trace of unspeakable complexity in his eyes.

No one can live forever.

Everyone has their own way of living.

Jian Zongming can cut off the connection of time with cause and effect, but the more he gets tired, the more he can't cut it off in the end. Countless time falls on his own body, and he will instantly turn gray and turn into bones.

Longevity, eternal life. Can't ask for it, can't ask for it.

He has lived to this day, and he should have been a dead bone long ago, but he is just walking along the future, sharing life with others along the way.

This kind of technique cannot be called so clever.

But as long as you find the right person, you can live forever.

After Xiao Wang finished speaking, his eyes were unpredictable, and he suddenly said: "What you promised me, have you ever done it?"

The young man in the dark said dumbly: "Murong's three souls have been found, two are in Yi Xiao's hands, and one is in Tianjihai Putuo Mountain. When the three souls reunite, she can come back to life."

Xiao Wang was silent, lowered his brows and eyes.

"anything else?"

"It won't be long before Qi Liang will break through Luoyang."

"and also."

".When everything is settled, I will take action personally and send Xiao Chongding back to Lanling City."

His Majesty on the bed just smiled, "I know you have been looking for the longevity medicine for a long time, and you have found it long ago. It has been rumored outside that I am seriously ill, and you don't care. It's a pity they don't know, if I die You are going to die with me, so you are more anxious than anyone else."

Xiao Wang said softly: "But as soon as I agree, you will swallow that longevity medicine?"

The white minion boy was silent and didn't answer, Yuan Tiangang's eyes were already showing a trace of anxiety.

"The longevity medicine transforms into an adult. It's not easy to cultivate. It's a human life." The old man on the bed smiled with a smile, and said, "Are you going to eat people?"

Xiao Wang suddenly restrained his smile.

". Yuan Tiangang, I hold half of Fu Cang Lu in my hand."

"So I never forget the identity of that longevity medicine."

The white minion boy finally opened his eyes.

With a bang, the dark room burst into flames, and the ancient lamp beside Xiao Wang spontaneously ignited without a core, and the blazing light filled the castle in the sky.

The old man's face was calm, and his words were like thunder: "If I don't agree, you can't kill her."

Yuan Tiangang's white catfish flew upside down, his brows raised like flying, blood flowed between his brows, the uninterrupted tick-tock sound was not just the snow in his palms, but the blood flowing from his brows spread all the way.

Da Leiyin splashed scarlet.

The old man on the bed held the dagger against his chest, his voice was extremely flat.

"If you insist on being a rebel"

"Then, I can only be a tyrant once."

(End of this chapter)