"Do you believe it?" Mo Lanying said in surprise.

"I believe it!" Gu Qingci said affirmatively.

Since the moment when I used the Twenty-Three Sword of Destroyed Heaven and Judgment Sword and the moment when my soul left my body, I have doubted about my past and present.

He has always been a little strange. Is his time travel a dream or a real time travel? If it is time travel, is he Gu Qingci from the previous life or Gu Qingci from this life? If it is the previous life, he is becoming more and more vague about the previous life, as if he was watching a movie, but instead he empathizes with this life.

He also agreed with Mo Lanying's words.

Mr. Wuque said that before leaving, Yan Bo had a special trip to Chang'an, so that Mr. Wuque could take care of him because he was the last successor of the Badao lineage.

Gu Qingci didn't know why Yan Bo regarded him as the successor of the Badao Dao. He had never practiced any sword skills at all. But one thing he could be sure that he had a deep relationship with Yan Bo, not the relationship between Changling County, but the fact that he had a profound relationship.

If he had not obtained the system, his original trajectory would have been very likely to have been helped by Yan Bo to inherit the Badao inheritance, but he would not have been able to shine in such a short time as the Three Kingdoms Alliance. His previous personality should have been to become an official in the court.

It was not unexpected that Mo Lanying said that he would die on the battlefield in Beimo. In the fifteenth year of Tiance, Beimo was in Changling County and would eventually make enemies. With Gu Qingci's temper, he had no good feelings for foreign races in both his previous life and this life. Even if he became an official in the court, he would face off with Beimo sooner or later.

It's not just soldiers who die in battle.

The character of a literati is unyielding!

So, Gu Qing believed him and believed Mo Lanying's words!

Mo Lanying stared at Gu Qingci for a long time, a smile appeared on her fair face, and she got very close. The smell of wine in her mouth came into Gu Qingci's nose and said, "Scholar, I regret it more and more. I should have found you earlier. I actually knew you very early. Really, I knew you long ago, but I didn't look for you. I really should have tied you up..."

Mo Lanying had a joking tone, just like she used to joke, but Gu Qingci inexplicably felt that Mo Lanying seemed to be telling the truth. He seemed to see that smile a little bitter.

"You are drunk." Gu Qingci said.

"Well," Mo Lanying drank the barley wine in the jar in one breath, and her face suddenly burned like a fire. She lay on the table and said softly: "Scholar, do you know? I always thought I could stand on a high place forever. Now I sit outside and watch the clouds rise, but I slowly discovered that I can't do it..."

Mo Lanying muttered, her eyes began to blur, gradually closed, and her mouth pouted, which was very cute.

Gu Qingci's intention to drink had dissipated. Looking at Mo Lanying, he stood up slowly, took off his robe, covered Mo Lanying, hesitated for a moment, turned around and left.

At the moment he turned around, he suddenly heard Mo Lanying's murmur: "I don't want the drunkard to die, I don't want him to die... But I can't do anything about it..."

drunkard!

Gu Qingci was shocked all over.

The drunkard Mo Lanying has always called him is Liu Yiqing!

The hippie figure appeared in Gu Qingci's mind, and the one who rode his horse away when he parted in Chang'an.

"Brother, you remember my sword, half of it is yours!"

The horse galloped, and Liu Yiqing's figure gradually became smaller and blurred, and finally disappeared from sight. Gu Qingci slowly turned around with an oil-paper umbrella and walked in the other direction. That was not the direction to enter Chang'an City.

That scene was frozen in my mind, and that back was deeply imprinted.

"When I leave, I won't allow it to be a farewell forever!"

Gu Qingci chanted softly and left quickly.

When Gu Qingci's figure disappeared, Mo Lanying, who was lying on the table, slowly opened her eyes, pinched her robe tightly, and smiled slightly.

"Scholar, in fact, this is not what I should have died. I know she should not have died in your hands. The cause and effect between you and her is too strong, but I beg Ksitigarbha to cut off the cause and effect between you and her because... because I don't like her very much..."

"I don't like her because there is a scholar I admire very much, a great scholar. Because she died on the battlefield, she obviously killed Daru's wife, but she was accompanying Daru to the last moment. The country was destroyed and Daru died. She carried Daru to Beimo and killed many people. She claimed that she was in danger!"

"I don't like her, her old cow eats tender grass!"

"In the future, you will be left with your name in history. A green-clothed person is enough. Why do you need to add a Rushi? Why no one remembers Mo Lanying, the saint of Yinshan Sect. On the battlefield, she fought for you to the end, and died for you, but in the future, only the unknown people remembered, which is really unfair..."

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Outside Cangzhou and Henghuang City, the Xia army had been besieging for several days, with murderous intent everywhere and yellow sand everywhere. The army was already tired, but because Chu Zixu missed the best time to siege the city, he siege for seven or eight days in a row, but it was useless.

A strange confrontation, the army is consuming.

Until that day, a young man carrying a coffin walked from outside Cangzhou to Henghuang City, and the young man led thousands of people from the martial arts world to the battlefield.

The war god Chu Zixu said "Leader Gu" in person and then asked the army to let go.

The young man led his men all the way through the army and went straight to the outside of Henghuang City.

The wind blows and the yellow sand is long, and the boy carries the coffin to the city gate.

"Open the door, I'm going to enter the city!"

The boy's voice was like thunder on the ground, echoing inside and outside the city wall, alarming the defenders of Henghuang City.

"Shoot the arrow!"

With a command, the rain of arrows on the city was pouring down, covering the sky and the sun.

The boy quickly retreated. Although he was carrying a coffin and a giant sword, he was agile and avoided the rain of arrows, without letting any arrow hit the coffin.

Three hundred feet away, the boy placed the coffin on a shelf.

The giant sword fell on the ground, the glow of light bloomed, the energy fluctuated, and the wind suddenly blew, like a sandstorm rising, or like a yellow galaxy hang down, with a majestic atmosphere.

"If the city gate is not open, I'll break it!"

The boy shouted loudly, resounding throughout the world, his head was full of black hair, and his giant sword dragged forward, pulling a deep gully on the ground, sprinting quickly in the rain of arrows, and a sword flew into the air, and the black light shook the sky, and his eyes were full of fierceness.

The sword slashed towards the city gate, and the sound of breaking through the air was as if the gods were singing, sprinkling endless terrifying aura, covering the city gate, and the endless energy of heaven and earth surging, rushing forward, and the light drowning everything!

"Boom"

With a loud bang, the city gate exploded, and dust spread like a vast ocean to the world. Everyone was shocked. There were countless people in and outside the city, all looking at the young man who broke the city with a sword under the city wall, like a demon god!

"Henghuangcheng is broken, all the soldiers will follow me to kill!"
Chapter completed!