"A curtain of dreams in the night moon, and a tender spring breeze."

Sixteen years ago, in the 74th year of the Great Xia calendar, it was also early spring in April, and the willow catkins in the Shenjing City were like snowflakes flying in the wind.

Then these playful catkins, accompanied by the soft spring breeze, slowly fell on the head of a woman who walked out of her boudoir, as if she had brought her a fluffy flower hairpin.

Then, under the reflection of the willow catkin hairpin, the woman's originally rosy face became even more pink. With her delicate face like a carved jade, her graceful figure looked like a fairy who came down from the heavens.

The woman who stepped out of the boudoir and walked towards the balcony of the attic, listened to the magnetic verse in her ear, her pretty face turned extremely red in an instant, and she was ashamed to go directly to the floor of the attic under her. Then she stopped in place and stared at the upright back in front of her wearing a white Confucian shirt. It seemed that the whole spring had been inhabited in her eyes.

The spring breeze is rippling and willow catkins are flying. The Confucian scholar leaning against the attic railing seems to feel something. He slowly turns around and looks at the girl standing not far away. He waves and says with a smile:

"It's still early now, you should go to bed for a while."

"I'm afraid that when I wake up, you will disappear and you will still stop sleeping."

The girl's response was extremely gentle, like a gentle breeze, with a refreshing and refreshing comfort. After she finished speaking, she raised her steps and walked up to the railing, staring at the courtyard where flowers bloomed below with the young Confucian scholar. In the distance, you could still vaguely see the same magnificent residences of generals around her.

This is the Liuye Lane where most generals live in Shenjing City.

"It is said that the flowers in spring are dreams in winter. I am afraid of all this, it is all dreams."

A soft voice continued to come from the woman's mouth, and then the young Confucian scholar gently held the right hand of the girl beside him, and a sound with a little smile sounded again:

"Don't worry, this is not a dream. There are thousands of spring flowers in the entire Shenjing City, but I only want to lie under you. If you don't believe it, you can pinch it, it's so real."

After saying that, the Confucian scholar in white scratched the girl's palm gently, causing the latter to laugh like a silver bell, making the spring in this remote courtyard even more full of spring.

For the two people who love each other, all this may be the so-called happiness in their lifetime.

Then the young Confucian scholar held the little hand of the girl beside him tightly, raised his head, and looked at the sky of the Shenjing City where Yuanjuan Clouds were sagging in front of him, and the voice came out faintly again:

"Now the war outside the Western Xinjiang Pass has gradually improved, and the country of Daxia is also booming. When my third junior brother is free, I will ask him to give him a marriage and then go and ask his master. If he speaks, your father, General Song, will not make things difficult for me."

After the young Confucian scholar finished speaking, his eyes were slightly confused, his smile became even more intense, and his voice continued to be heard:

"But you followed me, I don't know if it's a blessing or a misfortune. As the personal guard of His Royal Highness, the time I spend with you on weekdays is really short."

"I have been in the general's house since I was a child. I have long been used to it. If I had children in the future, I would not be so lonely."

The response from the girl's mouth was still as soft as ever, but it revealed a lot of firmness. However, what the two beautiful people who were nestling in a corner didn't know was that the entire Shenjing City had a surging dark tide exploded from inside and outside the Baidi Palace, like a mountain collapse and a crack in the earth, roaring in anger!

The vermilion back door of the Song Mansion, Yunhui General of Liuyexiang, was directly slapped open by an old man wearing a black Confucian shirt. Then, before the mansion's general reacted, the former turned into a black lightning and headed straight for the remote courtyard.

After a few breaths, the old man in black shook all the blooming flowers in the courtyard with one kick. The next moment he appeared in front of the white-shirted Confucian scholar, grabbed the latter's collar, and swung his entire body from the second-floor loft to the ground.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the ground of the entire third-rank Yunhui General's mansion kept trembling, and a large hole suddenly appeared in the courtyard, and the willow catkins were torn into pieces by the whistling energy. Then the old man in black shirt reached out to hold the collar of the Confucian scholar on the ground, and shouted angrily:

"Last night, the Yulong Pass incident in Wunian Mountain. The former Marshal of the Army of Yulong Pass in Xijiang rebelled in the early autumn and defected directly to the Sun Empire. Xuyun commanded the general Song Zhili to find out in time and blocked his life, so he did not completely lose the Yulong Pass. However, under the sudden changes in the wind and rain on the front line, the defense line of the three outer passes was already in danger.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince has already taken the Fourth Army to the front line overnight. I ask you, Sun Qian, you are your personal guard last night?"

As soon as this roar came out, Sun Qian, who was lying on the ground, his pupils spread out fiercely. Then, there seemed to be a huge earth-shaking avalanche in his entire sea of ​​consciousness. He felt that the originally not dazzling Chu Yang in front of him could not look directly at him for a moment, and he was in a daze.

"What are you still feeling sad? The choice of Yunyan Chuqiu's rebellion this time was exactly when his master was in seclusion. He has been planning for a long time. He will follow me to the Yunyan Mansion first."

The old man Dong Guo Le was dragging Sun Qian from the ground and roaring repeatedly, which showed the crisis of the outside world. Then, Sun Qian, who came to his senses, shook his head suddenly and spoke directly:

"I'll go to the front line. I'm Your Highness's personal guard. If it's been planned for a long time, then Your Highness will be in danger. And I hope you'll be more worried about this inside the Shenjing City."

"Since Yunyan Chuqiu rebelled, the entire interior of the Endless Mountain is no longer safe. If you go alone, it may be difficult to catch up with Your Highness."

"As a personal guard, even if I die, I will die on the road."

Sun Qian's eyes were red and he roared. Then he turned his head and looked at the woman crying above with pear blossoms in the rain, as if he wanted to engrave it in his mind. After a breath, Sun Qian's figure disappeared and disappeared directly in place.

This look back is a separation of more than ten years!

Eight days later, when Sun Qian, who was covered in scars, rushed to the Yulong Pass of Wunian Mountain, he saw a burly but extremely majestic back, guarding the Wunian Mountain Gate alone for three days!

In front of that figure, the bodies of the alien race of the Sun Empire were piled up like mountains, even higher than the gate of the Yulong Pass Tongtian, including the most respected eldest prince of the empire.

Then until the figure who was extremely powerful, like the dam of the heaven and earth fell down with great strength, the man from the Sun Empire did not dare to take another step forward for a long time.

On the ninth day, Sun Qian and the Youzi Army in Yulong Pass fought to the death to transport the body of Prince Zhao Jing back to the Central Plains. At the same time, the dying sword saint Huangzhao was also brought back.

After March, the alien race besieged Shenjing City. In the face of danger, Zhenyu Hou Lin Lang and his wife emerged from another army and killed the second prince of the Sun Empire under the Shenjing City. The army of kings from all over the country arrived, and the alien race retreated.

One month later, the Master came out of seclusion and looked at Sun Qian, the second disciple who was kneeling in front of him, and punched him angrily, smashing half of the latter's teeth, and shattering two levels of realms at the same time.
Chapter completed!