Han Ling's words did not evade at all, his current appearance was not at all the indifference of the past, but like a child swearing his own things.

Yun Zhu knew that this sentence was for him.

"What do you want."

"She wants peace and the world, then we will give her what she wants."

Yun Zhu nodded, nodded, and said, "Okay."

On that day, they shook hands and made peace, and stopped fighting all day long. They just looked at each other as unpleasant, but they didn't do much, but sometimes they played another game as an excuse to continue their discussions.

Given that the two most powerful people shook hands and made peace, Han Fei's smiles grew more and more.

Later, they had another companion named Qing Yin.

This is a man of unknown origin, but he was able to quickly gain the approval of Yun Zhu and Han Ling, only because this person did not have a half-hearted view of Han Fei in his eyes, but he was more concerned about Luoyun.

A strong person who is not interested in Han Fei is really a good companion.

Since then, the four of them have become partners, and they have become the guards who will resound all over the world.

As Han Fei formed an army and fought one after another, spreading peace from a few miles to half of the continent, her reputation gradually became prominent, and she didn't know who started calling, Goddess.

Goddess Han Fei, bless the world.

Han Ling, Yun Zhu, Qing Yin, Luoyun, the four guards became the strongest.

The army began to divide, and the Ninth Army took shape, making the world famous.

The promise under the peach blossom tree back then, that sentence like a joke, slowly became true.

She really brought peace to the mainland.

On the day of the victory of the war, all of them gathered under the tree. They drank, they talked and laughed, they toasted and sang wantonly, and the painter painted this scene forever.

If the time before this was Yun Zhu's happiest time, then the time after this was a time that made him unhappy.

I don’t know when it started. Yun Zhu saw different emotions in Han Fei’s eyes. She was no longer smiling as heartless and unscrupulous as before. There was a little shyness in her smile. The daughter's shyness. ,

Even if she concealed it perfectly, she still couldn't resist the carefulness that kept her in her heart. Yes, Yun Zhu found her shyness, and discovered that this shyness was not against him, but against Han. Ling.

When he knew this idea again, his heart almost died.

But he held it back. He remained calm, still keeping a gentle appearance. He watched Han Fei's changing mood with his own eyes, watched Han Fei's shyness of her daughter's family when facing Han Ling, and watched them beating. The tacit understanding during the quarrel, I naturally saw it...

At night, she fell asleep on the stone table, her peaceful and beautiful face was even more thrilling under the moonlight, like a fairy.

Standing in the corner, he saw Han Ling appear with his own eyes, bent over, and dropped a kiss on her cheek.

At that moment, Yun Zhu almost thought that his heart was broken.

"you saw it."

Han Ling opened his mouth.

Yun Zhu stood out.

At this moment, there seemed to be a tacit understanding between the two men.

"I won."

There was no fight between them, but Han Ling said this.

How could Yun Zhu not know the deep meaning of it?

He clenched his fist and said, "I haven't lost yet."

"Azhu, I don't want to be your opponent."

"is it."

"You let go."

Yun Zhu was silent for a while, and said: "I can't do it."

Han Ling squinted and said, "If you don't want her to be sad, you know what decision is best."

These words completely squeezed Yun Zhu's throat. He could do anything and give everything, just as he left everything Yunzhuang behind and followed her.

But this time, he could no longer do so casually.

Just because Han Ling was right, he didn't want to make her sad.

That night, Han Fei didn't know that while she was asleep, the two men had a silent duel, but as a result, Yun Zhu left in a miserable manner.

Since that day, Yunzhu has changed.

He became less talkative, but his smile was still gentle, but gradually, he faded out of Han Fei's eyes.

Han Fei would still come to him in front of him, and said suspiciously, "Azhu, are you busy lately?"

Yun Zhu heard his own voice saying, "Well, yes."

The day of their wedding.

He did not show up.

He was alone under the tree, drinking pot after pot, drunk all the wine, drunk, and drunk eyes red.

The person he loves most, after all, is the bride of others.

Perhaps only he understood the various tastes.

The taste of the wine was not good, but he couldn't stop. As long as he stopped, he would want to pick up the sword and do something, but his reason knew that he should not do anything and could not do anything.

He could not spoil the smile on her face.

After a night of drunkenness, he cleaned up his mood, and hid the feeling that died of disease deeply in his heart, no one can touch, no one can touch.

No one knew that in that night, his heart was dead and gone.

He became Yunzhu, Shenwei Yunzhu, just the guard who protected her.

The war became more and more fierce, and they also suffered the worst war, in that war, Han Fei died.

He desperately rushed over. He killed countless people and killed all those who blocked his way, but when he arrived, it was still too late.

He saw Han Ling holding Han Fei, who had closed his eyes, and his screams resounded across the sky.

The sword in his hand fell off and couldn't hold it anymore.

Han Fei is dead.

Han Ling went crazy and started killing people.

And he was crazy.

All people are crazy.

Han Fei is dead, their beliefs have fallen, everyone is as desperate, regardless of life and death, just want to kill, kill one more, and take revenge.

Yun Zhu's memory of that time has been blurred. He only remembered a blood red. He didn't know how many people died under his sword. In the end, he also died under the sword and could no longer stand up.

Thoughts gathered little by little.

Now, he is Baili Wenxiu, not Yunzhu anymore, but his love for her has never diminished.

The vitality has dropped a little bit.

Baili Wenxiu knew that he was about to die, this time, he died before her, so good...

He hoped that Han Fei would never know his death.

He hoped that his existence was not a memory she didn't want to mention.

In this life, he did a lot of wrong things and tried to **** it, but he failed.

"I found you."

When Baili Wenxiu was about to lose consciousness, he seemed to see a familiar thin figure stumbling closer to him.

"Bai Li Wenxiu! You don't want to die!"