The store is unknown.

Su Yonglin and Su Yong had enough food and drink, left the commercial street, and when they reached the intersection, the number of people was gradually sparse.

After beating the drum four times, the night was already at its deepest.

As he walked, Su Yonglin suddenly stopped, turned his head and looked at the dim lights in the distance.

"Alang, what's wrong?"

Su Yong looked back curiously, but he saw nothing.

He couldn't see it, but Su Yonglin could see it.

This scene that looked like heaven and earth was just a dream after all.

Kaifeng's dream was awakened, but the rulers were unwilling to wake up, so they forced themselves to stand up and ran to Hangzhou to continue lying down to dream.

They felt that a Tokyo Menghua Record was not enough, so they had to add a "Mengliang Record" and another "Wu Lin Old Story"!

So I made this dream all the way to the cliff mountain and finally there was nowhere to lie down.

Su Yonglin smiled at Su Yong.

"It's nothing, I'll take a look at it for the last time... I may not see it in the future."

Su Yong's face stagnated, lowered his head, and didn't know what to say.

The path they choose will continue even if they die for a lifetime.

Once Sun Yuanqi's incident happened, they would definitely have no way out. If they did not want to be executed by the small court of the Southern Song Dynasty, they would have to go north to go.

This is a battle of desperation.
Chapter completed!