Marriage of the Di Daughter

That arrow was the arrow fired by Yin Zhili as she finally took Kang Li away. He wanted to aim at Kangaroo, because killing Kangaroo would make Kichi angry, but it was about the end of the line, creating a slight reticence, or pointing the bow and arrow at Kichi.

Twenty-three years ago, the scene of the Red Mountain Temple was being repeated, and the same loneliness went deep, the same ambush on ten sides. If it makes any difference, Yu Hongye was already dead when Ji Zheng went forward, and Jiang Li was still alive when Ji Zheng went forward. Perhaps it was because his beloved was still alive that he could support her so long by trying to protect one of her hearts.

Kang Li couldn't care less, her body was thin, her heart burned in a hurry, but she also emitted tremendous energy, dragging Ji Xi into the cave. She also tied the horse to the stone in the cave, touched the black to find water and firewood, and had to set fire to the water to wrap the wound around Ji Xiao. She was not familiar with the jungle, but in the woods of Tongxiang, there was still some experience, but it was not easy to find dead branches in the snow, and Kang Pear went a long way to find some. She ran back to the cave carrying these firewood and kettles filled with water.

Fortunately, Ji Xiao's horse armor bag also had a fire folder, and Jiang Li searched for some powder from Ji Xiao's body, which was prepared for him by Shi Tu in September just before he left. Kang Li started a fire with a fire folder and searched for a stone bowl to boil water. She took off her robe and laid it on the floor. Ji Xiao's eyes closed, unconscious appearance, the tears of Kang Li suddenly came down.

She used to think that Ji Xi had nothing to do with him, because he acted too strong and naturally gave rise to the illusion that he would not get hurt, would not bleed, and would not bleed from time to time. But Ji Qian is also an ordinary person, he is about the same age as Yin Zhili, and when he is injured, he is also very vulnerable and may leave forever.

Kang Li shook his hand and tried to calm himself down. She could only wash Ji Xiao's sword as she had seen the doctors before, take off his armor, cut open the clothes attached to the flesh with the sword, and see the tired wounds on his body.

He ran in the rain of arrows today, blocked the rain of arrows with a shield, but there were also some injuries to his body, as well as knife wounds, sword wounds, all scales. His skin was actually very white and beautifully shaped, as if he were a leopard full of strength. At this moment, however, these wounds and blood were like cracks in a porcelain white vase, making him look unbearable and want to cry.

Kangaroo's going to pull this arrow out.

She grabbed the arrow handle.

Suddenly in my head, I suddenly emerged and smelled what people had said. He said he used to gossip for Ji when he was fourteen years old. The gossip said that now, ten years later, Ji would eventually be robbed by a female scourge, trampled in the wilderness, eagle dogs pecking. Now look, she is indeed the scourge of Ji Xiao. If it is not to save her, Ji Xiao does not have to go into danger, let alone get all scarred up and endanger her life.

She pulled the arrow out.

His body trembled violently and seemed to hear a painful grunt from Ji Xiao. Kang Li hurriedly turned to see Ji Xiao's divine color. He frowned and seemed very upset. Kang Li called him quietly. He did not move, nor did he answer.

Kang Li held his tears, took his torn dress and soaked it with hot water, cleaning his wound a little bit. The powder was put to use at this time, which is when Kang Li discovered that there were many old injuries on Ji Xian. It's not an arrow wound, it looks like a lot of thoughts have passed, new injuries, old injuries, scratches, looks miserable.

He had walked on the brink of life and death many times, just looking at those striking wounds and imagining how dangerous and tired his past was. Being able to live to this day is hard life, but behind hard life, it also pays what ordinary people can't imagine. He's only 24 years old, so how many years ago has he been used to licking blood with this knife? Fourteen, even earlier?

Kang Li couldn't think about it. She felt like she was stuck in cotton. She couldn't breathe. Tears in her eyes fell on the ground little by little, no one saw, in her brain, recalling the day outside the account, in the snow, on the plain, watching the raid red clothes rush towards herself. He was originally a person who paid attention to his facial expressions. He liked to do everything without slowness. He was elegant and had a good posture, but now he was only going to see her alone, so he couldn't wait to hurry.

Hood, how can you? Kang Li sadly thought that she did not do much for Ji Xiao, her power was so remote that in these needle sharps, she became a drag on his existence, but Ji Xiao gave his most precious thing, his heart.

Kang Li thinks that she will never be able to love anyone again in her life. Sometimes a moment is eternal, and no matter what happens in the future, she will never forget everything that happened today.

She carefully wiped her wounds and carefully wrapped each of her wounds. At this time, there was still no news of the literature. Fearing that the firewood would burn out at night, Kang Li went out again when he met the beast. He took the torch and went looking for some firewood. He made a few more traps and saw if he could catch a single rabbit or two. Ji Xiao is now seriously injured. If Wenji never comes, Ji Xiao wakes up to eat. Otherwise, she is weak and will only get better and slower.

At this time, she played all the courage and strength of the past, knowing that nothing could be done by just sitting next to Ji Xiao. Efforts should be made to recover what can be recovered. She and Xue Zhao used to trap and prey in the jungle. It was not difficult to do it again after many years.

She ran back and forth many times, she didn't dare to go too far. She saw that the firewood in the cave had been picked up for a whole night, even really caught a grey rabbit. Out of her expectations, she cooked the rabbit with Ji's sword, covered it with snow, just waiting for Ji Ji to wake up when and bake it for him.

She did everything and wanted to do some more, as if doing more would make her feel comfortable. Until there was really nothing to do, she put all her clothes on Ji Xiao, wore her own clothes, hugged Ji Xiao, and guarded him all the time. The fire burned quietly next to her, and Kang Li suddenly had the illusion that, like this, a calm day had passed for a lifetime. Even if there was nothing to eat, there was nothing to eat, and as long as there was a man with her, there was nothing else to ask for in her life.

She held Ji Zheng for a long time. The fire in the cave gradually became smaller. She got up and added some firewood. That's what happened. Ji Zheng moved. She rushed forward and ran to Ji Zheng, nervously calling him by his name: "Ji Zheng! ”

Ji Xiao's eyes opened. He seemed to want to move his body a little, but his whole body was wounded. After this move, his eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle. "Don't move, I'll get you some water.” She went to get a kettle filled with hot water and sat on the floor, letting Ji Xiao's head rest on her legs and feed him a little.

His lips were moistened by fresh water and he regained his blood tone, just asking, "Where am I? ”

“We walked into the jungle, and I didn't know where it was, and you fainted, and I took you into the cave. I ran out of medicine on you, and the wound was wrapped up. Are you hungry? I hunted a rabbit and baked it for you.” She whispered.

Ginger pear is not a talker, but he keeps saying it today, as if it could disperse some of the fears in his heart. Ji Xiao smiled and held her hand. “Well done, little girl. ”

Ginger pear's tears fell in a flash.

Her tears were burning, almost burning people's hearts. “Don't cry, I used to see you, very few tears, I like to laugh, now I don't like to laugh, I like to cry nose. Your father saw you, and I'm going to make you cry again. ”

When he first met Ginger Pear, Ginger Pear did always laugh, a calm, gentle laugh that did not reach the bottom of his eyes. Even if it's a laugh, it also makes you feel like there's something hidden in her heart. At that time, he badly wanted to see her faint, panicked, scared, stripped off her mask. Nowadays she has nothing to hide in front of herself, revealing her weakest side, but he starts to feel uncomfortable, preferring that she never be sad.

"Don't cry, Raccoon," he stretched his hand to tears of ginger pear. ”

“You… you shouldn't do this," Jiang Li swallowed: “Whenever your own life counts. ”

“You are the most important.” He replied softly.

Kang Li shook his head: “Smell the man gave you Bu Gossip back then. After I found out, I was always afraid that I would kill you. Ji Xiao, if I kill you, I will not be happy for the rest of my life, that means nothing to me. ”

“Silly girl,” he touched her head and smiled. Kang Li had never seen him smile so calmly, as if relieving himself of his burden and removing a lot of things. "How could you kill me? You saved me. ”

Ginger pear frown.

“The last time I was unhappy, you sang to me, and this time you cried, I sang to you, okay?” He is like a man who coddles his beloved little girl, invincibly drowning, tender, demanding.

Kang Li looked at him and before he could speak, he pillowed on Kang Li's leg and sang slowly and slowly.

“At first, the love was obscured, and the sour and spicy wet coat of clothes was passed through. ”

His voice was soft, he rang in the cave, and unlike the plays on stage, he was not very excited, but the gentle, gentle path came, like telling a story. It's like the last time someone watched the show was in the deepest part. The sorrow divorce is scattered throughout the night.

Kang Li wanted to see what Ji Xiao looked like, but he closed his eyes and could no longer see inside him. His lips were slightly hooked, and his voice was filled with memories. In the deep mountains and woods, it was like the evil of singing to lure travelers into the abyss. The song was full of wind and moon.

“I am destined only for a rich and precious life, but who knows how many hectares of life are divided? I thought I had spoiled myself back then, even if I didn't believe in the dust. ”

Kangaroo's gaze was concentrated, and the play sounded so familiar, as if he'd heard of it somewhere. In my memory, there seems to be one person who once sang, a bright, laughing woman, on a spring night, by the wall, in the courtyard, on a swing, the voices of that woman and Ji Xiao are gradually coinciding.

“This is also a lesson of God: He taught me to end hatred, to be free from delicacies, and to refresh, to change my sexuality, to rest in love and die, to return to the bitter sea, to enlighten Lanyin. ”

Ginger pear's lips, gradually creeping, her voice together with Ji Xi's voice, gently and sadly.

“He taught me to end hatred, to be free from delicacies, and to refresh and change my sexuality, to rest in love with the water, to return to the bitter sea, to enlighten Lanyin.” The word "Lockrin Bag" is sour and self-derisive, chewed in the mouth, and seems to think of the bitterness of the character. Ji Xiao pillow her legs, her eyes closed slightly, seemed to be asleep. On a night deep in memory, the red willow green in the city, the moon night, the spring wind night, like a dusty painting, was suddenly stripped of dust, slowly unfolded in front of the ginger pear.

……

In the spring, the red willow green, even the night breeze brings gentleness, passing from the face of man, and the wind is gentle. On the night of the National Government, cold and heavy, there was no sound in the courtyard. In the secret room, the person lying on the bed had a pale face and closed his eyes. An otherwise handsome face had now become skinny and boneless. The five officials were all depressed and horrible.

Stu stood beside the bed in September, whispering: "Sorry, I can't save him, refined poison... it doesn't work. ”

Rumor has it, Old General Ji on one side stumbled, almost fell, Stu helped him in September, so that he did not fall so much, he pointed to the man on the collapse, his eyes were clearly full of grief, but he still had to squeeze out a smile, said: “This... is fine, for the cold, he is finally free." He photographed the young man standing next to him. "Don't be sad, it's not your fault. ”

It was General Kim Wu, who was lying on the ground, who had been searching everywhere for a divine healer to detoxify him since his father risked his death to bring him back more than 20 years ago. Later, Ji Qi saved Princess Asaran from Asaran. In September, she searched the world for strange poison. In September, Stu attacked with poison and suppressed the spread of poison, but it had reached the last moment, either waiting to die or struggling.

Ji Zheng's choice was to make a spell, only unfortunately, the heavens did not pay attention to Ji's family. The poison that Stu had worked so hard to develop in September could not save Ji Zheng Cold, who died. From the time he was born to the present, from the moment he saw him, he looked like he was going to die. Today, he is truly liberated, but he has not been able to open his eyes to look at his son, nor can he say a word to him.

Left so resolutely.

As the young man in red stood before the collapse, he bowed his head and saw his beautiful side shadow, but could not see the light in his eyes. He has been here for many years, from the young children who are less important, to the young people who have gradually grown into Toshi Fung, to today's gorgeous young people, he grew up and grew taller every day, but the falling cold never opened his eyes to see him. Young Xiao Xiao Xiao had been grieved by this, thinking that she was doing nothing wrong, and that her father was reluctant to look at herself. But as he grew up, he freed himself from the darkness and learned the horrible and ugly truth. Instead of futile expectations, he went into hell and made deals with the devil himself in order to trade for the life of the national government.

This lifeline is now extinguished by him personally. Old General Ji feared that Ji Xiao would feel guilty once and for all. Even though his own heart was desperate, he had to laugh.

Ji Li raised his head, his face, in such a Shawther atmosphere, even appeared to be amazing. However, he just ticked the corner of his mouth, his face was bland and his tone was unwavering. He used the tone of his weekday watching the play, a tone that he had not felt and had forgotten to read: “Then sprinkle the ashes on his mother's grave as he wished. ”

When he was taken away by Munji's father, he was still aware, and the last thing he told his men was that if he died, he would burn his own bones to ashes and bury Yu Hong Ye in one place, so that no one would know. Ji Li himself understood that his opponents were queens and grandmothers, and now only his youngest son and father are in the national government. If the queen tries to kill someone, it is likely that even the grandchildren will be spared. Without all the preparation, you can't move lightly, you can only pretend to be stupid.

Pretending to be stupid was a resolution made by General Ji himself. In Yu Hong Ye's case, he pretended to be stupid but caused his son to become like this. Later pretended to be stupid, but it was General Ji who had to do it. He also wanted to hide it from Ji Xiao at first, wanted to wait for Ji Xiao to tell him when he was a little older, but somehow, the grown Ji Xiao became indiscriminate, even his grandfather sometimes did not know what he was thinking. Until the teenager Ji Xiao brought Shi Tu back from Asaran in September, and asked General Ji in the study if he knew who had killed Yu Hongye and Ji Xiaolian in that year. At that moment, General Ji understood that the grandson, long unconscious, had grown up at a rapid pace. He had already found out the truth himself and was ready for revenge.

Old General Ji can no longer dictate Ji Yan's decision. He doesn't even know what Ji Yan wants to do. Ji Yan refuses to talk to him for a long time. As long as General Ji asks, he puts on a smile. That heart is distracted and can be seen by the florists in the house.

But tonight Ji Xiao, General Ji, felt that although he was laughing, he was crying in his heart. Though he laughed as if nothing was on his mind, Old General Ji wondered why his father could not look at himself when young Ji Ji Wei cried and shook the falling cold.

Years later, the young Kichi coincided with the one in front of him, making Old General Kichi feel tranced for a moment.

Ji Qian didn't look at the collapsed people any more. He turned around and went outside. General Ji called him and asked him, "Where are you going? ”

“Go for a walk. ”

Old General Ji still had to speak. In September, Stu pulled Old General Raj's sleeve, shook his head and whispered: “Leave him alone for a while. ”

When General Ji looked at the door again, Ji Xiao had left.

Today is Spring Day. In the evening, the temple will become more lively. The lake in the city was densely lined with flower lights, and the ladies and ladies wore carefully chosen clothes and placed lightboats by the lake. In the street, the juggling crowd from time to time burst into shouts of praise, as well as mud squeezers, sugar blowers, children holding their parents' hands, and many small objects in their hands can not be held. In the liquor store, the talents of poetry struggle constantly recite, show their hands, and there is a good view everywhere.

Ji Xiao slowly walked along the lake. He had a gorgeous golden silk folding fan, a red robe, and he looked like this, four words upside down. Walking here, everyone couldn't help but look at him and love and fear, only to fear that the uncertain Sovereign Lord would be angry for a moment and start killing. The only young lady who went out for the first time, dared to stare directly at Ji Xiao, but was disoriented by the rare beauty of the world, and looked down in disgrace.

In the boat in the lake, the hidden sound of singing and dancing, not far away there are also theater stands, someone singing on top, the people watching the play are surrounded by underneath, and they don't know what to sing, he is walking in this flourishing and lively, he is more flourishing than the flourishing here, but he is also out of touch with the flourishing, as if the demon turned into a beauty, walking in the human market, the world is soft and red, and seeing it is no shame.

Ji Zheng's mouth smiled, and his amber eyes were innumerable light winds, but his heart cooled to ice in the spring warm days.

His father died, and if he hadn't let Stu try to save Ki Ching in September, Ki Ching could have lived an extra year, and there might have been other opportunities in the year. Because he chose to try, he had to take such a risk, so he died in a lively spring night, and he didn't even shed a tear.

Perhaps he is truly heartless, as ruthless as rumours have been, so he is also indifferent to the death of his father. But Ji Xiao felt that his heart had been cut open by a huge crack, and the fierce wind poured in from outside, filling him with empty air.

The National Government's blossoms are formidable and powerful, but from the moment he remembers, they have been as cold as a magnificent grave. He grew up here, and he didn't seem extra naive when he sucked, and he matured terribly early. Now think about it, he seemed to have been preparing for revenge a long time ago.

The object of his vengeance, a high queen, is now a queen. One was a county king in the clouds, and his men were fierce and fierce, but what did he have? There is only one shell of the national government, and there are Kim Wu troops who do not obey his orders.

From nothing to nothing, it's a long process. Over the course of this long process, Ji Xiao did not look forward to anything. Revenge is not the same as other aspirations. Some people want to be officials, so they are desperate to study hard. Some people want to get rich, they are diligent in their business, some want to marry Gao Men, and some are willing to travel all over the world. Everyone has the desire of every person, and when they have worked hard to achieve it, the nature of what they want will come naturally.

But what does he get?

He knew from the outset that this revenge was nothing but a debt of life owed many years ago. Even debt cannot be recovered by ordinary means. What justice and justice is nothing but eye-catching smoke. Where is there such a thing in the world? How about he find a way out of the darkness in the dark? And at the end of the road, he won't get anything. Ji Lin and Yu Red Ye won't come back to life. And when he passed away, he should have been as worry-free as your disciple.

At the end of darkness or darkness, he never seemed to find the light to chase. Once upon a time when Ji Ling was alive, Ji Ling had a hint of naive hope. Perhaps one day Ji Qian can wake up, he looks at himself and praises with pride that his son has grown so tall and so powerful.

But the end was nothing, and God seemed to punish him for not having such a naive thought, so even that naive thought was cut off. He was completely in the dark and could never come out again.

That's it, that's fine. Sooner or later, sooner or later, a life of sorcery will come.

He looked up and laughed more and more.

He walked slowly along with the noise and the crowd's cheers. Gradually, the light was thrown behind him, and the prosperity was thrown behind him. He gradually walked into the street. It was like a place where the poor lived, and nobody moved in the alley at night, and he slowly walked, blending in with the night, into the darkness.

There was a breeze in the distance, and on spring nights, the wind was intoxicating. Ji Li looked up at the sky, and the stars and rivers in the sky sparkled like gentle eyes. He slowly and slowly sat down against the wall.

He's really tired.

Just keep walking, keep walking, don't know when it's going to end. In the past few years, Ji Xiao has never had an unsustainable thought. He's young, cunning, insidious, harsh, everything, nothing he can't do. He sacrificed himself to exploit anyone and things as long as he could achieve his purpose.

But this determination suddenly collapsed tonight, and Ki Ching's death made his heart truly tired. He wasn't scared, he was just confused, he didn't know how long it was going to take, and he didn't know if everything he did made sense. Yu Hong Ye has been dead for many years, and Ji Ling has also died. Both of them cannot see what he has done. What can he do?

He was desperate to die.

At this point, next to his wall, a woman spoke, and someone said, "Ma'am, they're all gone. Aren't you sad to be alone in the house? ”

Then he heard a clear voice with a smile: "What's so sad about it? ”