Turning around and touching another pot of wine, he took a big sip. As he felt slightly drunk, Yue Qiyun seemed to have returned to the late summer season, and his parents and brothers sent him off to marry far away.

The green willows on the south bank of the river were lying on the bank. The elder brother broke the willow branches near the river and put them in her hands. Danfeng, who was similar to her, was full of care and reluctance in her eyes.

"Little sister, sooner or later, the elder brother will take the Yue family army to Yanbei and welcome you home!"

For the first time, the elder brother's always gentle eyebrows and eyes were filled with aura.

"Yiyi, take good care of yourself, okay..." The mother's eyes looked at her little daughter who was about to travel far, as if she wanted to imprint her daughter's every frown and smile in her heart. Halfway through her words, she was sobbing that she could no longer say a word.

That time, my father didn't say a word, but his always upright figure was a little hunched, and his eyebrows were covered with heavy self-blame and anger.

She held back her tears and said goodbye to every relative with a smile. Her big red wedding dress reflects the smile, which made all Yue's family heartbroken.

Now that I think about it, that parting is a perfect ending. Since then, all her family has disappeared from this world and completely left her.

"Please sing a song for me to go out of the frontier, and use the forgotten ancient words,

Please call gently with a beautiful tremolo, the beautiful rivers and mountains in my heart..."

Xiao Guangbei was already drunk. He sat slumped, leaning against the rocks, his peach blossom eyes were shimmering, and his smile was as gentle as the spring breeze in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Heroes ride strong and return to their hometown with great honor..." He raised his wine bag high and poured the wine into his mouth, but most of it spilled outside, pouring all over his head and face.

The wine is mellow, but the heart is as bitter as coptis.

The most bitter thing is the wine of parting. I don’t know when they will meet again this farewell?

"If you ask for it, you can't get it, you can't get it!" A cold tears fell from the corners of the shimmering peach blossom eyes, and when they fell to the ground, they had frozen into ice beads.

"Why am I crying?" Before falling into the dark sweet village, Xiao Guangbei touched the coldness on his face and muttered in a daze.

The next morning, Xiao Guangbei opened his eyes and saw the flame standing in front of him, licking his face with his tongue.

Before he woke up from the hangover, his headache was split. He rubbed his forehead and stood up swayingly, but only saw a pile of burnt bonfires and empty villages.

Yue Qiyun has disappeared.

"This woman!" Xiao Guangbei held Fire Yan's neck and leaned his buzzing head against the Zhuhong Horse, muttering to himself with a gray look: "I don't even say goodbye, it's so cruel!"

At this time, Yue Qiyun, who was riding Zhaoyue on the snowy field in the forest, suddenly sneezed.

"Zhaoyue, hurry up!" She rubbed her nose and urged Zhaoyue repeatedly.

She finally waited until the sky was bright, and immediately packed her clothes and hurriedly set out on the way back to Yanbei. As for Xiao Guangbei who was still sleeping soundly by the fire, Yue Qiyun just stared at her for a while and left without saying anything.

"小--!" A long and cheerful sound of the moon, the horse's hooves as big as a bowl kept falling on the frozen soil of snow, and the sound of hooves was like a storm.

In the high sky, the hawk's eyes of Haidongqing stared at the white horses climbing over the mountains below, following closely like arrows.

She was home like an arrow. She had no relatives in this world except Run'er. Yue Qiyun, who had just recovered from a serious illness, rode his horse and whipped across the mountains, flying across the Songliao Mountains.

The cold and hard wind blew like a knife, and she tightened her hood in her cloak, and the snow-white fox fur blocked the invasion of the cold wind for her.

The horse galloped continuously, but Yue Qiyun didn't feel tired at all. Although the moon was fast, she was still worried about her master's body and ran extremely smoothly.

Perhaps it was because of Xue Lian, she didn't feel cold. Instead, she felt extremely comfortable when sitting on Zhaoyue. Unconsciously, Yue Qiyun closed her eyes slightly, relaxed her body, and followed the sound of horse hooves and entered a state of selflessness.

In the dantian, a heat flow slowly flows out, slowly rises along the Du meridian, and slowly falls back to the dantian along the Ren meridian during breathing.

Yue Qiyun felt that the clear and cold fragrance of snow lotus lingered between her mouth and nose, and there seemed to be snow lotus petals in her teeth. As soon as she inhaled, the clear and cold fragrance also flowed into her meridians.

After running a large circle like this, she slowly opened her eyes, feeling that the sky was wide and the earth was wide. It seemed that after a night of sleep, her body and mind were extremely comfortable.

"Huh--!" exhaled a long breath, "It seems that the medicinal properties of this snow lotus have not been completely absorbed." She murmured to herself softly.

"A piece of black ice snow lotus can snatch the dying person from the King of Hell, not to mention that you are half of the snow lotus!" Zhaoyue explained while running: "You should be assured to absorb the medicinal properties of the snow lotus. We are still three or four days away from Yanbei, so I will run more steadily."

"I'm sorry, I didn't leave the snow lotus pole for you." Listening to Zhaoyue's words, Yue Qiyun remembered the snow lotus pole that was eaten by Xiao Guangbei, and felt a little sorry for Zhaoyue.

"Ye" Zhaoyue laughed loudly, "I'm just saying, are you really going to your heart? Who am I? Ma Wang, have you never eaten any good things? A small snow lotus is nothing. I just want to taste it. What is the difference between the Xuanbing Snow Lotus and the ordinary snow lotus."

Although it laughed loudly, Yue Qiyun knew that Zhaoyue still felt a little regretful.

"Oh, I have also found a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum. Do you want to try it?" Yue Qiyun suddenly remembered the purple Ganoderma lucidum, thinking that his illness had been completely cured anyway, so he didn't need it, so he simply satisfies Zhaoyue's cravings.

"You can't take medicine blindly, do you know?" Zhaoyue said helplessly without any appreciation after hearing this: "Some medicines are life-saving for you humans, but they are life-threatening to us. Just like the snow lotus pole, Xiaoqiang only knows one mouthful of wood, but it is useless. For us, it can improve our cold resistance. This is the same as when you eat meat and we eat grass."

Yue Qiyun heard it made sense, so she no longer thought about making up for Zhaoyue.

One man and one horse went forward like this, and finally crossed the last ridge of the Songliao Mountains three days later. The endless Yanbei grassland appeared at the foot of the mountain.

It was still the barren wasteland, the winter with snowflakes, but all this was so kind in Yue Qiyun's eyes.

"Run'er, my mother is here!" Scattered snowflakes fell on Yue Qiyun. Smelling the familiar smell of the grassland in the air, Yue Qiyun actually felt a sense of being close to homesickness.

"No, the snow in the distance seems to be very heavy?" Zhaoyue felt the slight tremor from the ground and looked at the end of the grassland.

"That's..." After a long time, Zhaoyue woke up and shouted: "There is a war ahead!"

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Chapter completed!