Huang Huang Zhe Hua

Chapter 10

Linxuan didn't escape very far in a panic before he was stopped by the imperial guards.

Linxuan sighed, looked up to the sky and sighed, "Heaven will kill me."

"Master, what a trick!" Layers of imperial guards backed away one after another, and the armored leader walked out from among them, "Master, this demonic technique even scares me a little bit, and he can control others. An angry roar, I am afraid that the master escaped smoothly."

Linxuan closed his eyes, didn't say a word, and let the imperial guards lead him to the city wall.

The night of Choushi was still a deep twilight, but it was brightly illuminated by the torches lit on the city tower.

One by one, the ladders were put up on the city wall, and they were shot down by the few remaining archers on the city tower. The bows and arrows of the two sides intersected, and instantly merged into a rain of swords.

Lin Xuan was pushed and shoved to the very center.

Several arrowheads galloped past his cheeks.A tiny bloodstain was left behind.

Linxuan opened his eyes and looked at the mighty army under the city tower. They were well-armed and uniform. There was no doubt that this was an elite army and they would win without a doubt.

The corner of Linxuan's mouth raised an arc in an inconspicuous place.

"stop--"

The emperor on the tower laughed wildly: "Marquis Zhenyuan, weren't you majestic just now, why did you stop!"

Gu Lian ignored him, he just stared at the blood dripping slowly from Linxuan's face, and said: "Linxuan——you didn't intend to leave, did you——"

Gritting teeth, helpless.

Linxuan looked at him flatly, neither admitting nor rejecting, just looking at him.

Gu Lian avoided his gaze, turned to look at the distorted face of the emperor, and asked, "How can I let him go."

The emperor lightly tapped his pale lips with his bluish fingertips, tilted his head, seemed to be thinking, and said slowly: "Then how about Ai Qing coming to pick up Master?"

"Okay!" Gu Lian simply nodded.

Lin Xuan froze, and fiddled with the bead in his hand.

This is the third variable since being imprisoned.

The deputy general next to him stopped him: "Master Hou, it's dangerous, don't go."

Gu Lian got off his horse, took the shield of the soldier beside him in his hand, weighed it, and said: "This shield is not satisfactory."

"Master Hou!"

Gu Lian sighed, and confessed to the lieutenant general: "I know the danger of this trip, but I can't let Linxuan die unexpectedly. If I go here and don't return... this army will be handed over to you, help me take good care of it .”

"Master Hou, the general will not be able to do it."

Gu Lian patted him on the shoulder: "No, you can."

The expression is extremely serious, the matter is a foregone conclusion, no two people can change this.

The lieutenant turned his face to the side, wiped the corners of his eyes pretending to be casual, and said to the army behind him, "Stand back!"

No one moved.

"Stand back—"

Then there was oppressive silence.

Gu Lian reprimanded loudly: "This is a military order!"

One person turned around, two people turned around... The army retreated sparsely under the organization of various centurions.

Gu Lian was left alone, facing the towering city hundreds of meters away.

He smiled, glanced at Linxuan's eyes that were jumping with anger, and shouted to the emperor: "Old Emperor, do what you say—"

The emperor said coldly: "Do what you say."

The holding beads in Linxuan's hand "cracked" again, and a few relics fell under the tower, submerged in the soil, without a sound, he said the first sentence since he climbed the tower:

"Gu Lian, you are not just the prince of a country."

"But in front of you, I am just a humble person begging for salvation."

Linxuan shook his head: "Country, family country, I thought you could take care of it."

Linxuan looked at the heroic Lord Hou under the city, across the moon-star-sparse sky and the mottled night shadow battlefield, he thought of the ancient Bodhi tree in the temple, whether it was still flourishing, and he thought of Huiqing, yes Isn't it still like the rashness when he left? He thought of the people suffering from hunger and cold, whether there will be more joy in the streets and alleys in the future.

Thousands of words finally melted into a long-cherished wish that had been persistent for more than ten years, and he told Gu Lian word by word: "Take care of this place."

Then he jumped and stepped into the night of eternal life.

He finally used his flesh and blood to open up a long road in this dark night full of despair.

From now on, there will be no more master Linxuan in the ancient temple who cares about the country and the people, but there will be tens of thousands more hopeful lives.

"Linxuan————" Gu Lian let out a long growl.

Hundreds of feet away, the suppressed sobs of the soldiers could be heard faintly, and then someone's "revenge for the abbot" pierced the sky, and thousands of soldiers came bravely with hooks and halberds.

When the dark night in the distance has come to an end, the dazzling red sun splits the dull darkness and rises slowly.

This is the breath of the morning.

The night will die, and the dawn will come.

The author has something to say: It turns out that everyone didn't like the ending, so I'll change it.