Nightfall

(Friend A Fei, finally came to our rivers and lakes to kick my leg! This fellow "Three Kingdoms Ranger" is also a classic of the Three Kingdoms, and the characters in the plot have their own taste (would it be wrong to write the drama as a woman? ), I believe there are still many old comrades who still remember to recommend brothers and sisters to taste it, sincerely. The title of his new book is: Fighting Three Kingdoms, ISBN: 3032615.)

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"He said that breaking the jar will break! Hesitation doesn't fit your character!"

"He asked why you still don't betray? When exactly do you plan to betray?"

"He said that no matter when you betrayed, he will always be waiting for you in Chang'an City!"

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"He said ... Youth is home for companionship."

"He said ... The book of poetry is ecstatic."

"He said ... I want to see you, and I'm going crazy."

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There is silence in the Taoist Temple, as if coming to the deep winter of all things—yes, the world outside the temple is originally a deep winter, but how can the intention of the winter enter the palace? ——Only Chen Qi's voice was floating, the first three sentences were still floating, and the last three sentences were coming again, like the back wave pushing the front wave, tearing the quiet space and hitting the stone carved with religious frescoes Thousands of priests and deacons in the temple shattered and shattered on the wall.

Ning Que's words reveal a stiff iron-like taste and are frivolous. It is a matter of course to mix in one place, and of course the Academy-I am waiting for you in Chang'an, and you will come. This is the only logical result. Then it must happen.

Daomen enshrines Haotian, and Protestantism is seriously shaking the foundation of Haotian. No matter what Ye Hongyu does, it cannot solve this fundamental contradiction between the two parties, so the Protestantism will inevitably be overthrown, and Ye Su will inevitably die. She will definitely betray.

Sooner or later she will betray the door.

Late betrayal is not as good as early betrayal, because early betrayal may bring life to Ye Su and Protestantism.

In fact, many of these people are aware. Ye Hongyu knows best. It's just that everyone in the Daomen didn't think about it, as if they didn't look, the crack in the sun wouldn't exist.

Just then, Ning Que said such a few words. Very rude words. And Chen Qi and Yun Youxian perfectly understood his intention. At the cost of death, in a more rude way, let his few words resound throughout the Xiling Temple.

These few words are that the reckless man is tearing the woman's clothes. He tore off the sacred blood robe covered in the faith, and let the truth be exposed to the scorching Haotian God.

These few sentences are point questions. He directly pointed out this question and even answered it by the way. So the thousands of people in the temple wanted to pretend that they could not see it, and they could no longer do it.

The next step is Daomen's choice—whether Ye Hongyu betrayed or not, no matter when she betrayed, Daomen must treat her as a traitor.

The instructor stood behind the vast light curtain, the tall figure didn't tremble, but the light curtain suddenly shuddered, swaying a circle of light patterns.

Looking at the shaking light curtain, Yun Youxian's mind also shook. He and Chen Qi made this decision, and they were no longer afraid of death, but it was not good to know that they were dead.

Everyone looked at Ye Hongyu, waiting for her to make a decision, waiting for the first time in the history of the Xiling Temple that there was a ruling on the Theo, and waiting for the Daomen to break.

People's emotions are very complex, some relief, there is great anxiety and fear, there is curiosity.

——Ming Ming's sentiment was uproarious, but there was no loud noise. She was clearly attracting attention, but she seemed to be unable to feel those eyes, and she still stood still.

What is Ye Hongyu thinking?

Youth companionship to return home? She remembered many years ago, outside the gate of Mozong Mountain in the depths of the wasteland, thinking about the iron rope that passed through the clouds and connected the dead to reality, remembering the hanging basket under the iron rope, and thinking of the basket inside and outside the basket at that time. Several young people.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the sky beyond the temple.

Under that sky is Song State. Tang Xiaotang should be there at this time, beside his elder brother. Long Qing disappeared for so many days and should have been there.

She was in charge of ruling the temple. Although there was no way to control Longqing, Hengmu and others, she could find the whereabouts of the other party, but the two places were too far apart. If they needed rescue, they might be too late.

Who else was there in the hanging basket under the iron rope when passing through the clouds? In addition to Ning Que, there is Mo Shanshan. Once a bookworm, now the Queen of the Great Rivers, where was this time?

Ye Hongyu smiled slightly, not knowing what she had thought of, and was deeply concerned.

The young men and women of that year have now become very amazing people. She is the youngest arbiter in the history of the Xiling Temple. Ning Que has become the spokesperson of the Academy and the Tang Dynasty, and he is now attacking himself strongly. .

Yes, she knew very well that the six sentences that seemed to be fluttering in the hall at this time were Ning Que's dark iron sword in her hand, the first three and the last three, which were shocking.

"I always thought that the lack of that guy was a shame for the college."

Ye Hongyu finally spoke, breaking the silence that made the whole temple feel depressed and painful, and what she said was obviously beyond everyone's expectations.

"Because his pattern is too small, he always likes to target each specific person and specific thing. Of course, his method is really good. If he is replaced by another person and he is pushed to this position, he may only be able to push the boat Betrayed. "

The temple is very quiet.

She smiled gradually and said with frost on her face: "But I am no other person, I am Ye Hongyu."

"He hopes to use these few words to break my mind? I hate those demented literati the most in my life. Listening to these words makes me sick, how can I hear them?"

"If Qingshan doesn't come, I'll be Qingshan? No, I've never been such a person. If he doesn't come, just me, why should I go to him? Let him die."

She looked at Chen Qi with a blank expression.

Is it just, or is it saved?

Chen Qi didn't understand, he didn't understand why he failed.

Ye Hongyu's face is so beautiful, his expression is so calm, as if he didn't hear Ning Que's words at all, it seems that he didn't even care about Ye Su's life and death in the Song Dynasty.

why?

Chen Qi stared at her perfect face, and looked very seriously. His own face gradually became pale, as if wild fire was burning in his eyes, turning his soul into courage.

He has not conceded, because Ning Que still has a sentence.

When leaving Chang'an City, Ning Que very solemnly told him, never to the desperate moment, to the final juncture, never tell the other party that sentence.

Chen Qi didn't know the meaning of the sentence, but from Ning Que's attitude, he knew that the sentence must be a winner or loser, and it must be useful, so why should he not use it?

"Ning Que finally said a word."

Chen Qi stared at Ye Hongyu's eyes ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Ye Hongyu looked indifferent.

"That man ... is Xiong Chumo."

Chen Qi's voice was hoarse, not because of lack of water, but because of tension, because of excessive force, because of bleeding in his throat.

This sentence is headless and tailless. There are thousands of deacons in the temple. No one can understand what it means. That person is Xiong Chumo? who? Who is Xiong Chumo?

Chen Qi didn't understand himself, and those outsiders didn't understand.

In the shrine, only two people in the crowd understood the meaning of this sentence.

Because those two were the parties of the year.

The vast light curtain no longer shakes, and the figure of the palm master gradually becomes deeper.

Ye Hongyu stood in front of the light curtain, his expression gradually deepened. (To be continued ...)