Demon World Lotus Flower Full Article Great Snow Full Bow Blade Chapter 94 Falling Cherry Blossom Blood of - Pouring the Kingdom into the City Next
Looking at a sea of bewitching and heart-stopping flowers in front of him, General Manager Lian quietly sighed, and since two years ago, he has gone to great lengths to finally plant this Manjushahua, which has been rumored to be the flower of Buddha, all over the outside of the Weiyang Palace.
The first time the flower bloomed, the Empress stayed in front of this flower for a whole half day, there is a kind of almost out of the dust of the cold light in the look, but since then did not say anything.
But this slender and elegant flower beauty is beautiful, but the red is not only no celebration, but always with a confusing residual color.
Just like ...... he sighed softly, respectfully whispered, "Your Majesty, General Situ hopes that you can take refuge in the palace of Luoyang, the Empress Mother's men have broken into the palace city."
After a long time, that across the heavy mantle, both deep and far from the depths of the inner sanctum of the Weiyang Palace came a weak but faintly cold voice: "Xiao Lianzi, can I still go in this body?"
"The doctor advised that His Majesty's dragon body is not suitable to move." From two years ago, after His Majesty was seriously ill, he was hidden in the Weiyang Palace, even the political affairs also gradually unable to ask, the original two saints in the court, but also changed to the Empress one person to deal with political affairs.
"So back to the Stuart Strike, and so on ...... do not go to Luoyang, Taiji Hall or go." Low soft voice like a drop of water in the room full of silence, ripples open layers of ripples.
Situ Zhao looked at the distant city gates closed with a bang, repair eyes almost to collapse out of the fire, cold and mature face with repressed indignation.
He should have killed the demon queen behind his back, and then come to ask for forgiveness from His Majesty. I'm not sure if I'll be able to do that, but I'm sure I'll be able to do that, too. The first step is to make sure that you have a good understanding of the situation, and that you have a good idea of what is going on.
No, the demon queen of this antithetical thing, the world of righteousness will not sit idly by, will rise up to remove the traitor.
I remembered that he and Wang Zhang had planned to imprison the demon queen before His Majesty's death.
The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
Originally thought to be completely controlled in their own hands, the army will listen to the will of the demon queen, this is why?
The familiar and blinding black armor in the distance, piercing Situ Zhao's eyes pain, hand will be tiger head knife buckle pain.
The Xuan Yiwei ...... is actually the Xuan Yiwei. Situ Zhao suddenly wanted to laugh, this is a smart person, he instantly understood how this army that should have disappeared long ago will still appear here, and the armor is not idle.
The whole thing is divided into pieces. Scattered infiltrated into the various troops, originally is the outstanding veterans to become the head of the recruits, and then bring out a new generation of hidden Xuan Yiwei, once the uprising, it can be a call for a hundred responses.
Even if the incomparable hatred of that vile woman.
Even though I hate that vile woman, I can't help but admire that kind of strategy.
Just.
They are the best of all worlds. They will always be the enemy, Situ Zhao's eyes are filled with cold killing gas.
Xuanwumen
The large square is quiet. The black clouds are pressing down on the sky, as if there are countless eyes are peering from the clouds. This founding of the Emperor Taizu personally shot his compatriot brother place, sometimes around a murderous atmosphere, and at this time, history seems to repeat itself again, swords, guns and spears forests.
The masked warriors as if from the netherworld of the Yin soldiers, a set of statues standing in front of and behind the Xuanwu Gate, armor, guns, standing, quiet in the blade of the killing a little bit of flow convergence into an invisible fog, sunken pressure to the Palace of the Taiji.
In front of the Taiji Palace, several teams of golden armor tiger tsunami guards with swords in front of the confrontation, solemn face, stern gaze, the momentum is no less than the warriors in Xuanwu.
For a time, the golden goose dazzles the sun, killing the sky, the air as if some slight friction will burst into flames.
Until that a touch of scarlet figure appeared ......
The black pressure of the warriors in black as the tide of quiet apart, she slowly moved out, a hundred phoenix come to the morning to mention the gold clothes, gold and silver ten thousand words of auspicious cloud cloak brocade, twelve yellow silk skirt, Pei Ribbon ornate, a jasper belt and over the waist, lined with her waist Chu Chu, graceful and noble. The first time I saw her, I saw her in the middle of the night, and I saw her in the middle of the night.
But she is scattered with a head full of green silk, a top held between the hands of the nine phoenix Danyang articulated bead crown glittering, symbolizing the world's highest status of women.
She quietly stood between the two armies, the beautiful face of peace and quiet, as if the place is not a sword slaughter field, but the palace garden.
The pair of water Jian star eyes slowly raised, Ying Ying looked into the depths of the Taiji Palace, that the highest and deepest of the emperor on the people, a bright yellow round lapel nine dragons play beads robes declared the world's supreme position, he lazily reclined on the gold dragon chair, long fingers gently buckle carved dragon handrail, such as the fan of the eyelashes in his fair cheeks branded with the shadow of the inexplicable.
The killing and decisive Wu Zong Xi Sheng Emperor, it has been a long time since anyone has seen his face ......
From the front of the Xuanwu Gate to the depths of the Taiji Hall, separated from the heavy mountains of people, so far away, so dark, but it seems as if she can see every trace of expression on the face of the world, and he seems to be smiling, not smiling, looking at her!
She was a very good girl, but she was not a good girl, and she was not a good girl.
She narrowed her eyes slightly - yes, I came to claim everything!
A gale from nowhere swept through, her black hair fluttering wildly in the wind.
"Clang" sword out of the sheath, sound like a phoenix whistling in the sky, the sharp blade in her hand straight to the Taiji Palace. The smile raised on the clear face, gentle and elegant no longer, but like the most unruly wind in heaven and earth - wantonly impetuous, arrogant and biting, so that the tiger tsunami guards y pressurized by the heart and soul.
"Kill!" Cold and clear word, from her red lips spit out, taut broken the last string, rolled up the sky killing air, black-clothed warriors one after another long whistle, shaking heaven and earth, out of the gate of the beasts like surging to the Taiji Hall. The tiger whistling guards in front of the temple are also as powerful as rainbows, and they are not afraid to meet up.
The golden goose struck each other, blood splattered. That gorgeous Dongzhu phoenix crown, has long been thumped to the ground, the horse's hooves under the beads and jade scattered.
Chengtian fifteen years in the fall
The implementation of the clear side of the king, the outline of the dynasty as a banner, Zetian Shunsheng Empress troops 100,000, military advice Xuanwumen ...... history called Shunsheng mutiny.
Only on this shore more wandering, how many things of fireworks, all pay the wind and rain, how many dreams between the dust, all with the water east turn. Opened to the tartan, flower things ......
Looking at the front of the slice of blazing and cold coexist Manjusshahua, Qingbao faintly opened: "His Majesty?" When she arrived at the Taiji Hall, he was already gone.
It seems that she did not see the red marks on her gorgeous dress, as if she had already waited for the small Lianzi led a cadre of great chamberlains behind her and bowed: "His Majesty is in the garden behind the temple."
A wave of the broad sleeve, behind the black armor warriors immediately and neatly back, she alone to the back of the temple.
Empty and unoccupied Weiyang Palace, so deep and profound. Graceful atmosphere, where she slowly walked through her early childhood, teenagers, until youth, and then a short and long time away, three years and three years, watery years, teenage complacency, youth composure, that many of the hardships, torment and tumbling pain pleasure as if they are all engraved in this brick floor.
The wind is blowing, lifting her hair. It is as if she can still smell the smell of long ago, the smell of fine old incense wood, those familiar and unfamiliar figures swept in front of her one by one.
Just, a lot of things. A lot of people can not stay ......
A lot of warmly smile, in the second you turned your back into a hideous.
In this temple, which symbolizes the power of the world, is there anything to stay?
Women, in this deep palace, always more difficult than the others.
Sometimes. I think it is very hard to feel it. She has always just wanted to have someone who will not leave for any reason. Life and death and ****? No. Can live why want to die, across the sands for many years, her oath with her companions are but to seek the same life. Not to seek ****ing death. Survival, is more courageous than death.
Trying to get what she seeks is always so difficult for her.
But so what? Her moist red lips hooked up a light smile, looking towards the pure white figure in the sea of blood-colored flowers.
Now, she has won, the winner of the game always wins the prize, and she has just come to claim back everything that belongs to her.
Fine delicate dragon pattern in his Chinese shirt winding, wrapped in that long and elegant body, mercury-like hair around the transparent jasper nine dragons hairpin, along the exposed temptation to repair the beautiful neck, shoulders and back fell between the flowers.
Such a long and slender flying eyebrows, fine curls such as black phoenix plume under the eyelashes, seems to be able to absorb people's souls in the charm of the eyes, deep bottomless, I do not know how many people in the inside of the broken bones, bones without survival.
The pale skin is like a good white porcelain, the only color is the diamond lips, and the same ripples as Manjusshahua.
Such exquisite to the extreme people, languidly rely on is a huge white tiger, not the slightest concealment of the tiger's eyes in the cold and domineering, see her, throat issued a low hissing, shocked the ground trembled, the smell of blood overflow, and the master of the formation of a stark contrast.
He gently patted the white tiger with his hand, and it then glared at her viciously, but did not rise.
"I've come to fetch you." She bent her eyes and smiled softly, and lo and behold, he was finally hers.
Thoroughly, purely and simply no one and nothing can stand in the way.
Feng Weiqian looked at her hand, diamond lips hooked up a touch of confusing arc, slowly reached out, gently hold, suddenly pulled violently, pulling her down on his body.
Bowed his head, close enough to see the look in each other's eyes, warm moist breath sprayed on her sensitive and delicate skin, almost lips to lips: "Is it a rebellion, or pick me up."
That low soft voice, containing a hint of provocative hoarseness, her back involuntarily slightly trembled: "The north has a good man, a Gu Gu pouring people country, you say I should seek the country, or seek people ......."
With his hands carefully a little bit to depict the beautiful lines of his face, fondly lingering.
There is a subtle vibration in his chest, seems to be laughing, bent down, easily kissed her soft lips, slowly and lingeringly sucking kisses, seducing, her tongue, a top, will be a grain of cool with the fragrance of the lotus into his throat.
Feng Weiqian throat escaped a subtle sigh, eyes with a mist-like light, but did not resist to swallow, slowly deepen the kiss, a little bit as if her soul is sucked up.
She wooed softly, reached out and hugged his warm and supple body tightly, and would not let go again.
She stepped on the Yellow Springs, crossed the River of Forgetfulness, and once again returned to the other side of this earth, pouring out all the world's strength, just for the sake of his most honored and steadfast heart among the Manjusri of this all-pervasive land.
This person is more beautiful than anyone else, more ruthless and deep. But also more than anyone else is pure, with is full of wounds, but also will not give up her heart.
A long time ago, the years have not passed, the deserted garden of the shelf of wild roses, fragrant and free of the aroma filled, the white boy, a smile of the country.
If there is a long time in the future. Can you throw away those layers of ties, just hold each other's hands, you can get through the years, warm and cold, a thousand floating life.
Fulfill the original promise, white head will not leave each other ......
Chengtian fifteen years of autumn
Tianji fifth generation of emperor, Wu Zong Xisheng emperor difficult to cure the disease, died young.
The emperor succeeded to the throne for more than ten years of civil and military achievements, iron hooves, calm the four sides. Comparable to the Great Ancestor, the mourning of the nation, the people of the people's mourning not stop the Imperial City for more than a month.
The year, the end of winter
By the left phase of the consolation of late Xian, three provinces and six ministries of youth sent officials as the head. Cheng table please play, Shun Sheng Empress ascended to the throne as the emperor, is Zetian emperor, Linzi King wind wing for the Prince, but the new emperor has not changed the yuan. Still following the number of Chengtian.
After the reign of Zetian Emperor. Heavy agriculture is not light business. Women's school light bloom, the first line of women's science, Hanlin Academy also set up Zhang Lan Hanlin a post. Although the Hanlin Academy seven-person editorial, but the woman thus began, can enter the court as an official.
Chengtian twenty-two winter
Zetian emperor occasionally infected with wind and cold, although the Prince of the night and day soup and medicine in front of the service, but the disease is like a mountain, but not get well, Zetian emperor died, the Prince of the successor to the throne, is the King of the Shun emperor, and thus a hundred years, the power of the sky to reach its peak.
When he was a small boy, the master said he was too early, but he did not understand the most is not the disaster, the official fight, but his father and aunt.
Yes, this secret is not many people know, the woman on the throne, not just the Empress, she is also his aunt, the legend has long been sacrificed in the Tianji first war general, Xuan Emperor's eldest daughter, wind Xuan You.
The love between his father and his aunt is like a hidden legend, just like the countless secrets in this palace.
He will never understand why his father, who could make a ferocious tiger bow quietly with just a cold look, was so easily imprisoned that year due to illness and weakness, and even quietly put down the royal power in his hands.
And that uninhibited aunt and how to get on that throne, the old lieutenant as if instantly and ten years old, once the right minister had a sad smile, said, that is the aunt finally unwilling to back down, if they did not force, perhaps there will not be later Shun Sheng mutiny.
But ...... that day, when he ambled to the window to peep, he was caught by his father again.
He thought he would be handed over to his aunt to clean up the time, Xu is to see the doubt in his eyes, the father held his hand, took him to see that full of demonic red like blood of the flowers on the other side of the river, and slowly said some of the time, he did not quite understand the words.
His father is very beautiful, his long life have never seen more beautiful than his father, just a white thin clothes standing in the flowers, raw suppressed those who took the light of the flowers on the other side of the river, but his eyes but let himself from dare not look, too deep, as if everything in the world can not escape his grasp.
"Wing, you remember, for the king, always be clear about one thing, is what you want.
I want this world, no one can touch it, I want this person, I will never allow anyone to have a place in her heart.
I want, it must be my, completely can not allow anyone to share a share."
He seemed to understand and look at the strange flowers in front of him, but did not dare to look up.
His father smiled gracefully and picked him up, but he felt that the embrace was very cold, unlike his aunt's warm embrace, perhaps only his aunt would feel warm in his father's arms.
"Don't you understand? Wing child, you may or may not understand, if one day you understand, this world, you will be as stable as Mount Taishan, but, you will be very hard."
Father is sighing, he did not dare to make a sound, always feel that the smiling father, in fact, very scary.
Later, he grew up, there is a moment of trouble can not deal with, will come to the Weiyang Palace to see the blossoming Manjusshahua, I heard that this flower is the aunt's late gift, so with Buddhist theory, sad Manjusshahua, is a kind of remembrance, right.
The flowers do not see the leaves, the leaves do not see the flowers, life and death, open to the blossom, can only be on the other side of the remote, about which there is also a distant story.
However, may not really want to ascend to the seat of the aunt, now see this flower, think of it will only be the father of the bar, in the overwhelming beauty of the flowers on the other side of the river chose to put down the imperial power of the father of the emperor, occupying all of her sight, the people, the country.
Father this life ah, has never been so overpowering, retreating and advancing, he is always clear towards their own purpose.
Ten years, not moving to arrange everything, only for their own want to get, whether it is the supreme imperial power or the heart of the beloved, that is, hand-made a flourishing empire, but also can be coldly abandoned,.
Can he do that cold and sharp? Ask yourself, it is really hard, after all, he did not encounter those hard times with his father.
"Royal grandfather, how did you fall asleep again?" The tender voice sounded, wind wings slowly open his eyes, there is a moment of trance, squatting under the knees of the little thing, as if it has become the year's own.
A moment later, he smiled and picked up the tiny wide-eyed doll: "Royal grandfather just dreamed of something long ago."
"A long time?" The little thing curiously tugged on that beard, frightening the group of palace staff around him and his parents into a cold sweat.
"Yes, a long ...... long ...... time."
Long to Manju Shahua already do not know how many seasons of open fall.
Father and aunt, will be in the distant side of heaven and earth, quietly through those ordinary years, right, ordinary, quiet years.
The night is like water, between the opening and closing of the clouds and shadows, there is a huge shadow like a ship slowly sliding past the edge of the sky, accompanied by the hazy moonlight, like a dream.
"My lord, Lord Shimeji, the flowers are about to bloom." A shrill voice rang out, like a noisy nightingale calling out.
Rubbing his eyes, yawning, Shimeji slowly opened his demonic eyes and looked at the translucent crystal tank on the deck, a heavy-petaled green lotus, is slowly opening its petals under the moonlight, the translucent glittering petals, swaying gently in the wind, spreading out gusts of light and elegant to teach a person to tranquilize the heart and mind of the familiar lotus scent.
Glancing at the boat full of noisy creatures, Shimeji looked toward the sky, sighed softly, the original again here ah, has been so long it ...... deceased do not know can still be in ...... about, has been out of it.
There is a fine distant zither sound from the sky, in Sheng'anjing peaceful and quiet night slowly ripples open, fluctuating the ghost of the other side of the fragrance of flowers.
Cool dew night strokes the zither, the nine states left all the fragrance
Galaxy An no boat, the other side of the shore has been set incense,
Flowers blossom and fall eventually eventually season,
the next year who remember the acacia thick ......
end to see this Shaoguang old wind flow, a hundred years of time as a dream butterfly,