Nirvana in Fire 2: The Wind Blows in Chang Lin

Lin Yu carefully opened a bowl of warm soup, stepped over the horizontal frost, and hurried into the inner hall of the Changlian Wangfu Academy.

Xiao Pingyi is sitting in front of the map of the South Wall and does not move.

That day, when he fainted down, the door was still full of golden, and there was only sporadic fallen leaves in the wind. You can wait until he once again completely awake opened his eyes. .

I first heard the mutation of the North, and the brothers came from, Xiao Ping was almost a moment, and he couldn't lie down again and struggled to get up. Lin Yuling can't stand, even the sunshine is tired and sad, suddenly launched anger, raise his hand and smash him, "In order to save you a life, do you know how everyone is not easy? Now you Even standing is unstable, even if there is anything to climb to the Ningjing? "

Xiao Ping was so stunned, and he was whisned: "I am not going to the Boyi now. I just want to see the map to see the map, you can show your predecessor. So waiting for my body, at least I can have a number in my heart, I know where to get rid of us, I can help it. "

Lin Yizhen's blood color is slightly faded, and it takes a moment, and reached his hand, and sent him to the college.

The Lao Hall is that there is declined that it is just to stick to his own practice. Du Zhong followed the Changlin Shizi from the Beijing, he worried that Lin Yu was too much to force, and he often came over. Xiao Ping was originally strong, and the toxins in the body was clear, and there were two people who had a team of teachers. However, for more than half a month, they had returned to 70%.

In the late November, the latest military report in the Northern Anti, Xiao Ping and Lin Zhen were simply riding, and the Jinling City Gate was rushed.

Although I passed with the brother's battle, Xiao Ping's understanding of the situation in front is still much better than others, the March of the March is the homework that he has learned to learn, and they will be in the north of Beijing. Go straight down.

Two people have been in the day and night, and they have passed the winter solstice when they stepped into the Northern South Five State communities. I dripped into ice into ice, and the cold is far from Jinling. Long-distance is naturally impossible to have a stay in the night, such as the wild camping, Xiao Ping will let Lin Yu sleep peacefully, yourself in the sword, you should look at the bonfire.

There is another two-day trip to rush to the congestion, and the sunny day of the day suddenly turned gloomy, the north wind came with the damp snow of Shensian, a while, and it was overnight.

The bonfire wood, which is set, is sufficient, and still burns in the wind, exudes enough to continue to sleep, but the breathing and soothing Xiao Ping, I don't know why suddenly convincing, open your eyes.

Nightmare. But it is not a dream.

He dreamed that his brother is in Ganzhou as a chest, dreaming of him from the body falling, dreaming of having a pair of ice-cooled hands.

The wind roaring, four wild black. Xiao Pingxi wid to the cold sweat of the filled, got up and walked away, and thought alone and steady.

In the past few days, he met Lin Xi's gold general in the way, and the five hundred teams were ordered to go to the striker of the big army. Since there is this military order, it is more optimistic about the war than the inference of Ningzhou South Road.

The reason tells Xiao Ping, and the strength of the Changlin army inside and outside the Changlin army is obvious. Father has a Yuanshu, and the brothers have a big, they should have something to do.

……probably not.

Lin Yu sat up on the side of the fire, and the line of view was volatile and shadowed into Xiao Ping. In the face of his embarrassing scorpion, she opened his mouth, but he could not open comfort.

The snow curtain is separated from the next day, and it is intermittent, and it has been tired. After the two-day snow, the nesting pool appeared in front of the eyes was put in silver, which looks like clean and clear and peaceful. The long forest war flag of the city flying clearly pointed out the winner of this bloody battle. The traces after the war have been hidden by the snow, and the vague is light.

Xiao Ping was the first time to come to the congestion, but the border area is similar, and he flew along the center of the center, and quickly saw the simple army.

However, the triple courtyard, but it seems to have a door to a big door. Whether it is the door guard, or the long forest encountered in the middle, the soldiers, the servant, everyone's look is very gray, bowing, deliberately avoiding his eyes.

Each time a step forward, Xiao Ping's heart's fear increased, layered overlap, and finally saw the vertex of bursting in Dongqing who kneelted in the courtyard.

All the sounds in the ear have disappeared. He only asked himself: "Why are you crying? ... Dongqing, why are you crying here?"

Dongqing did not answer. Xiao Ping did not actually hear him answered.

The door of the courtyard is open, and more than a dozen Changlian shall look down on the outer hall, silent. He rushed to the steps and pushed the inner door and turned over the screen.

There is only one car parate in the wide and simple indoors, and the white cloth of the flat cover is faintly the contour of the human body. Xiao Tingsheng sat alone in the bedside, the original white hair was not seen, and the eyes were somewhat stagnant, as if he had never heard someone came in.

Xiao Ping's thoughts stopped in an instant, standing on the side of the fence, and was praised by the Pavilion as a flexible anecdote, but it could not understand the most simple sight before his eyes. His line of sight is in vain in the room, one inch moves, looking forward to seeing familiar figure in other places, until the blood in the limbs is solidified, until the virtual legs can never support the body, still resist In the original place, how can I not stay in the bed again near one.

Xiao Tingheng in the bed looked up the old hands, slowly opened the white single of the opening, folded from the eldest chest, the fingertips from his hair, before the amount, cherish the cheek, and finally He is on the bandage of his shoulder. How did the extreme sad old king also don't understand why his paramount has a dangerous when he is a dangerous arrow, but he has supported this simple leather injury ...

There is no brazier in the winter, there is no fire, cold as a cold. Xiao Pingzhang is like a pale face, and there is also a frown, only the frown, but also a wrinkle, revealing all the hidden, attachment and unreasoning.

Xiao Ping took into a cold air, biting his teeth forced himself to move, holding his brother. Although the palm is no temperature, it is stiff cold, he still holds the last hope of hope, turning his head to the eye to the side of the forest.

Lin is used to do all the courage to avoid this line of sight. She can't open, no need to open, the tears in the eyes, it is already a silent, but the most cruel answer.

As a child of the door, Xiao Ping didn't know the danger of the sand field, unsuitable. However, once the unfortunateness really happened, the response of the instinct is still refused, and it is not willing to believe that it is reluctant to accept. He hugged his brother's stiffen body in the arm, shakes, shouted hoarsely, desperately pleading a final opportunity, and wanted to see his eyes again.

He was driven by his cry, and the Ministry of Forestry under the outer hall and the gallery will also let go of depression for a long time, and the indoor chamber is a travey.

Lin Rui burst into tears and quietly retracted from the bed. Different from Xiao Ping, who has been dusking, she has already found that Meng Xue and Du Zhong are not around, and my heart is very suspicious, thinking that I will ask other people. Who knows that I just stood up, Du Zhong has already come in from the sideline, and the expression on the face is very complicated, and some sorrow is very sad.

"How is Xiao Xue?" Although Xiao Tingsheng worried in her heart, Xiao Tingsheng, still saw Du Zhong, and asked with concern.

Before the development of Du Zhong, he was a gift. "The world is sad, and the heart is not caused to cause syncope." He stopped a moment, and he looked at Xiao Pingzhang on the bed. "...... There is a thing to return to the old prince. When the small people are diagnosed, the world is fascinating ... already has a nearly three months of pregnancy ... "

Everyone in the room is a shock, even the crying of the voice of the voice has suddenly raised his head.

Xiao Ting son has already jeoparded the tears in the eyes of the dead, and the trembling hand held the eldest son cold face, whispered to him: "Pingzhang, Pingzhang, you also heard it ... No need Worried, there is a father, never let the small snow and children are more wronged ... Your universal is not far, just go safely ... "

The future generations called the war of the moon's bending knife because Xiao Pingzhang's timely response, the end of the Northern Room, which is the whole line in the end of the year before the end of the year. However, the Queen of the Daxie, the army of the Daxie, did not be a generation of people who dared to sword alone. After the south of the Yin Mountain, the Human Human horses were renewed, he took the pain and broke his wrist, and retrafirred, although the folded striker Wan Jingjie, but successfully retains nearly 100,000 main force in the North Line, stabilizes the border defense, and barely guarantee a situation in which a shrink stop.

At the same time, Jiejun is incorporated into Beijing, and the sky over the mountain brushed the pigeon wings. Since the time, Xiao Jiu, who has already spread the world, has always been a smooth hands, and a few controls that can't be controlled.

Two finger-wide small paper rolls, write a short line of tabs: "Daren Lin Shizi Dare".

Lao Zi Lord, silently reading, the jaw should be no wind. Over the years, the ancient well-unparalleled mood was once again swayed, and the old dust, who had been forgotten for forgotten, and the cold wind like the next rose, like the snow in the year.

Compared to the silent mourning of The gift is still a book, and the premiere of the mourning is successful.

Xiao Pingzhang is excellent in the field of wild, and there is a king of the king. It is also a died of the country. Even if there is no Xiao Wei, the gods will do not derogate. After two days, the welcoming instrument went out of Jinling, Wangling, the western suburbs, also started to break the bottom. In addition to the sacrificial ceremony, the year has been suspended because of the sacrifice of the emperor, and the heavy atmosphere of the Miyacheng spread almost covered the entire emperor.

At the end of the first month, the Beijing Flying ride came to report, the spirit of Changlin Shizi is about to arrive in Jinling. is afraid of there is any omission, personally go to the ritual review of the burial instrument, and think that the flying and Xiao Pingzhang have a good time, and it is more important to know the preference of the dead. Please also deliberately bypass the front house of the nephew. He took the time to go to Wangling pedatal, check the miss.

When he listens to his instructions without expression, he should only have a "good" word, then there is no other word, turn coldly.

When the white water is standing, the frown is frowned, and the chest is not from autonomous.

For the dead news of Changlin Shizi, the feeling of the heart of this cabinet first adjonduct is actually very complicated. Easy, I have to have it, but I have a little bit of emotion, but Xiao Wei cried on the Royal Block and sat in the case, he was still in a long time in my heart. Even if you leave these inner ideas, you will start with the North Ayoko, and he is busy with the cabinet. After the military department is busy, the military-funded replenishment is not biased, and the various preparations before the welcoming are also trying to do our best. Self-considered no half points can be picked up, how can it be faced with this face of the nephew.

"If you take the uncle, my little is not finished. Is it not finished?" Hey, the white water sinks, and he snorted coldly. "It's hard to be in the eyes of the big leader, Chang Lin Shizi will die in the front line. Is it just my sin? "

"If the uncle thinks that he has never done something wrong, then it is like this. The flying kicks now not dare to check, and I don't dare to ask. I am afraid that I know too much, I can't face you. "

The eyebrows between Yan Fei, said this sentence, the tone is clear, and the line of sight has turned to the distance, and the eyes are red.

The bottom of the white water is still hidden with him, and he has two mouths. It still feels that there is a good voice, shook his head and sighed, and turned to continue to rush to the temple, to Liang Emperor And the arrangement of the burial instrument.

Xiao Wei's old diau is in half a year, and then it is the Eastern Palace to walk water, and it is Jinling Shengcheng and the North Anti-Fire. The big event will be a wave, and it will be able to raise it. Chang Lin Shizi's mourning is undoubtedly a new blow. It has been lying in the nearly one month, and the asthma is still not eliminated at night, and the face is very gray. After listening to the report of , he felt that it was still properly, and did not say much. He nodded himself, indicating that he already known.

After exiting the Temple, the white water is going to the East Palace, and the Queen is also in the past.

"Your Majesty I tried to pass the text, I have just passed it today, the Prince is concentrating on copying." The Queen raised his hand called the excitement, "said the brother, it is, it is not necessary to rush."

Wipe a tears.

"How do you wear such a bright clothing in the Prince His Royal Highness?" Bai Hua Water returned to the Queen's seat, whispered, "Although it is already in love, it is difficult to say that will it, will it be a common service?"

Queen Queen is slightly, "Brother, what is the meaning of this man? Prince person to copy , it is already a heart. This monarchy is honored. Do you still have to make Eastern Palace to the Changlin Wangfu?"

"This is called a good fortune." The white water refused to frow, "the world is new, and the martyrdom is uneasy. Why must the Niangniang must provoke the heart of the heart?"

When it comes to the Sacred Heart, the Queen is suddenly a little angry, and the lips look at Su Ying. Su Ying is busy, and it is still in the East Palace, and I changed a silver suede to the Prince.

Due to the Queen of Xiangyang, the Queen of Punishment made the white water after a lot of labor, he felt a relaxing, he was in the words of some young words, and he hurriedly retired, before going to the court, Ready to take a long time to go to Wangling again.

Changlin Wang Ling is the foundation foundation when Wujing Emperor is buried, and the regulation is established. Located in Weishan Westing, its stone carving door, the tomb hall, the Cut Office is waiting for a long time, the only rush is only in the first burial, it is not the old kings, and must have to go east side of Wangling. At other points, build a blue stone roof, the new tomb of the white jade fence.

Although I responded cold in front of my uncle, my heart was actually very much. When the value was run, I rushed to the West City Gate, rushed to the new tomb of Wang Ling new tomb, and checked it. When the white water and Shen Xi went again, many small details have begun to fix, and the two turned a circle and did not see the pool. They stopped in the stone in the front door, listening to the hillside. In the array, I don't know why, I have a lot of meritorious, and I am hard to say.

On the second day of February, Changlin Wang brings the world to arrive in Beijing. Xiao Wei did not get better due to the sick. After the persuasion of the ministry, he sent the Prince Xiao Yuan to the city, The ritual and the inner tribe of the ceremony were awarded to fight, and there were two sheds outside Wangfu and Wangling. Because it is a thousand miles, just return to the three days of the burn incense, and then go to Wang Ling to fall.

The mourning of the world is obviously a great blow to the old kings. In addition to the big gifts such as the palace, he is basically unique. The world will be raised due to illness, and it has not appeared on the circumstances. At the time, the two son who came to take care of the second mother, actually only worshiped before the brothers and long daily. A high-determined debil is a high-determined meter, and in addition to the inner makes of Liang Emperor, there is only the deacon of the Old Prince. Anyone who has qualified to worship the sacrifice does not dare to say that there is no uncomfortable in his heart, and it feels that although only one person is only a person, but the long Lin Wangfu is already in most collapsed.

Of course, these outsiders are not worth careful for Xiao Tingsheng in grief. Since he hugged the five-year-old parapity, he had placed this child on his own heart. When you are young, that is the knee, the arm, who is in the knee, after a constant, the paramount is his most trustworthy arm. The blood of the heart is painful, and the world is probably only the palace. Xiao Wei can take a little one.

In the opinion, the emperor's hurting the funeral for the Changlian Wangfu is already a heart, but for Xiao Wei, as long as I think of Wang Xiong near the year, the sand field wind cream works, but also experience the white hair Sending the darkness of the hair, his heart is an uneasiness that is difficult to speak. Hello, She Enna, has a hurry, he has no good to say, and he has not been able to say patiently, and he will send his old brother to visit his old brother.

"The child has already went, this is something that there is no way." Xiao Wei, who has not yet healed, and he sees the king's hand, if he is sitting in bed, whispered, "Ping Zhang is filial, Wang Xion is too I have been hiring, and I am uneasy. "

"Ping Zhang said, he said, he is the child of Changlin, which should be a national war. The old minister is only hated ... The child is so young, why can't I use the old body?" Xiao Tingheng did not want to He is too worried, try to play his spirit, "Now the most important thing is the semilion of the parapity, Xiaoxue is everywhere in the house, it is inevitable, the doctor said that the situation is not too good, the old minister wants to send her to take a break "

Xiao Wei naturally knew that this little couple always went deep, heard also is also very concerned, busy: "Although it is easy to be sad in the government, but it is also by you. I don't know where the Wang Xiong wants to send the child. Where is the child? Can there be a comparable person? "

"Go to the Pavilion." Xiao Ting's voice is determined, it is obviously considering that Wanquan, "there is the land of the world, far from the red dust, and some people can take care, but the most of me rest assured."

Xiao Wei wants to think about it. It can understand that he can understand his feelings of this fetus, nod, and ask again: "How is Ping ?"

He specially received Xiao Ting to enter the palace today. He said that it is a self-satisfaction, but it is better to make each other comfort, persuading the elderly, greeting the undersiscoves, I want to know the next to ask. Xiao Ting was sitting for a long time, but only Zhang Zhang didn't know how to reply to this sentence.

If you look from the surface, the Ping Ho is sad, but the action is still normal. Many trivial military affairs of the war were taken by him, and they will suddenly lose the deputy and uneasy military hearts in a range of acceptable. On the road of Pu Ling, he is too busy. If you don't have a big place, you can't help but feel that he is a few days.

However, Kiang Mo Ruoyi, Xiao Tingheng can see behind this seemingly growing illusion, in fact, is a child who is barely supported in the edge of the crash. Ping is willing to do every specific and complicated affection, but refuse to see the body of the brother. Any topic related to the bladder does not enter his ear, no one can talk to the deceased in front of him with nostalgic or recollection, and even in the final fall, he has to remove the line of sight. Directly see the name of the brothers in the tombstone.

"The brothers have always been deeply embarrassed, Ping ... probably need to slow down again, can slowly slow down ..." Xiao Tingsheng thought halfway, worried about the suspense in Liang Di, try to adjust the shortcomings One sentence.