Chapter 57 The Pain of Bones

Playing life is Xiao Xiao's primary creed. In her world, there are no morals and rules that must be observed.

She never wanted to hurt others, but her son didn't kill Bo Ren. Bo Ren finally died for her son. This is indeed an indisputable fact.

So she never denied that her existence and what she did hurt someone who loved her to some extent. Xingluo is not wrong. In fact, she is not wrong. The fault is that the person he fell in love with is wrong, and the time to fall in love is wrong.

From the bottom of his heart, Xiao Xiao doesn't hate Xing Luo. In fact, he is quite willing to be with him. He is an understanding person. Although he only treats her, that's enough. Moreover, his strategy should not be underestimated.

After hiding in the frontier for several years, the outside world seems to be the end of exile, but he can secretly accumulate power. Finally, he decisively seizes the opportunity to become the king. During this period, the organs are not available in the blink of an eye.

What moved her most was the decisiveness and cruelty. If it was broken, it was completely broken.

Xiao Xiao only stood outside the door and turned around and left.

She knew that Xingluo must be able to feel her footprints, so she should also know her final decision.

The man, who was covered with scars, caught up with the people of the imperial dynasty, clearly looking for Nangong, secretly... Are you looking for her?

In the chaos of that night, he must have been in a chaotic mood. When he calmed down, he still couldn't forget her. He is waiting for her answer, explanation and retention, right?

Only the parties concerned can understand this kind of spiritual communication. No, maybe Nangong Yi is also aware of it, right? That's why I resolutely prevented her from coming to see him.

smiled and was a little sad. After all, letting go of a person who really loves her is not a loss to her.

She could have gone in directly and clearly told Xingluo that everything she did was for the imperial dynasty, for memory, for... After all, I couldn't harden my heart and push the door open.

Hehe, there are two worlds separated by one door.

Listening to the soft footsteps, he stayed, and then left without nostalgia. Xingluo's heart was almost torn. At this time, he hated him and her heart. If only he could pretend not to know what she meant.

He can also pretend that she has hardships. In fact, she still has feelings for herself, so that he can keep the last glimmer of hope.

However, these are impossible. He knows too well. He knows her too well, because their souls are so similar. Her sight is for the man in front of her, right? In order to reassure him and make himself desperate.

With a smile, Xing Luo knew that he had lost and lost completely.

He slowly knelt on one knee and said, "The South wants to belong to the imperial dynasty."

Nangong Yi's face did not accept the joy of a country. He smelled the breath of despair from the haggardness of the stars, a kind of pain that can infect people. He should be happy and he should be proud. After all, the final winner is himself, isn't he?

But he can't laugh. Xingluo is a good opponent. This is one of the reasons. He should maintain a minimum of respect for his respectable opponent. He knows that this hot-hearted man doesn't want to have a big fight?

Xingluo is not a depressing person. It is what he wants to do to wield a knife and kill on the battlefield, and it is acceptable for him to lose openly. However, if the war really breaks out, what about the people of the world?

That's purgatory on earth. No matter whether you win or lose, it is the inevitable process of life, so the battle can never be fought!

That's not cowardice, it's exactly the strongest manifestation!

This thought may not be appreciated by everyone in China. Some people will scold him for being faint, some will scold him for the subjugation of the country, and some people will spit on him. How many people will really be grateful?

Even so, he still endured his pride, bowed down, and came to submit to another man. This is the real strong man!

Nangong Yi picked him up. In this closed room, there was no one else, so that they could say the most sincere words.

The star's eyes blinked. This man dared to let him fully armed in front of him, but he was completely unprepared. At this time, if he had the idea of assassinated him and attacked him unprepared, the probability of success would not be low.

But he just turned his back to him and waited unpreparedly, which was a kind of trust, a kind of silent respect.

What kind of demeanor can create such a greatness? What kind of self-confidence can cast such momentum??

Outside the room, there are two people and horses on both sides, and the attack is imminent. Inside the room, there is peace.

Nangong Yi said lightly, "Nanguo doesn't need to change anything except that it can't be simply called Nanguo. You can also continue to take over, but the official position is lower." Yes, from the emperor to the prince, it is still subordinate.

The difference between them should be known, let's say.

However, Xing Luo only nodded and didn't say anything. What else can he say now? The situation is not up to him, but the 300,000 troops stationed on the southern border have the final say. It is the control of the imperial iron generals who are waiting for orders in the major cities and towns in the south.

"The specific details will be listed in the document, and three days later, a document will be issued, a national notice." In a flash, the dust settled.

Xingluo doesn't want to say anything. This is a large degree of grace, so that the people can have time to accept this fact.

"If there is nothing else, I," I paused, "I will leave." I'm not used to the new name, but I can only get used to it.

Before leaving, Xingluo looked at the red clouds all over the sky and whispered to Nangong Yi, "Losing the land is the pain of the skin; losing yourself is the pain of the heart, but this is not the most painful. The most painful thing is to lose her.

Nangong Yi looked at him coldly, "Lost?" With a cruel smile, he couldn't let this man still have delusions about Xiao Xiao, "If you don't have it, how can you lose it?"

The stiff body looked at Nangong Yi in shock, and his pale face seemed to have lost his only pillar. "Really, it turns out..." In the end, it was blown away by the wind.

As he saw him leave, Nangong Yi's upright figure walked like an inner courtyard, with shallow sadness in his heart, but he was immediately replaced by coldness. His feelings were selfish. Even if he did anything, he would never let go. The man, if he wanted to blame, he could only blame him. The opponent he chose was too strong.

Back to the small pavilion, I didn't see Xiao Xiao's shadow. I clapped my hands and the shadow knelt down.

"Where are the people?" The low voice has hidden tension.

"I'm walking to the south."

South? South!!! The clenched fist is a sign of anger.

In the south, it is the route of the stars back! She won't know! No! She did it on purpose!

"Prepare the horse!" He will never give them a chance to rekindle! She is his!

Nangong Yi guessed that it was not wrong. His intuition was right. Xiao Xiao was indeed waiting for the stars to fall in front of him. He knew that Fanghua Pavilion was the place he must pass through, so she blew the wind here early in order to avoid another man to see him.

Far away, Xingluo saw the figure standing in the wind, and no one else pulled his sight like her! But he still didn't believe that in the inn, she walked out of the room and refused to see him. Why did she appear here again?

It can't be hers, it shouldn't be hers!!

But it's close, I can see it clearly, but it is indeed the woman who makes him love deeply and hate it!

Before the horse could stop completely, he quickly turned over and got off the horse and hugged her!!