Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

"Junwu. Your father is back."

Sitting on the city gate tower, Xu Yuan hugged Li Junwu's already cold body, looked at the distant skyline calmly, and said the first words of her death to her in his arms.

The body of the fusion cultivator can remain intact for decades. She still looks like she did when she was alive, but she will never speak back.

At dawn, the boundary drawn by the rising sun and the earth divided the world into two parts, coming from the east and sweeping to the west, half light and half shadow.

A cloud of smoke appeared on the skyline that was still shrouded in darkness, a huge cloud of smoke that was vast but late.

The earth trembled, and thousands of heavy cavalry in iron armor could be vaguely seen under the rising dust.

The Desert Wolf Demon Cavalry arrived.

At dawn on the fourth day, they arrived at the city.

In the flying yellow sand, the Zhenxi City, immersed in death, welcomed the first ray of life from the outside world. The soldiers in the city opened the broken city gate and welcomed their brother troops into the city.

However, there was no chaotic sound of soldiers entering the city under the tower, and it was even a little strangely quiet.

Except for the snorting and hooves of the demon horses under their crotches, there was no sound in the huge army of the Desert Wolf Demon Cavalry entering the city. They silently watched the familiar and unfamiliar giant city in front of them.

Most of the Zhenxi Army that experienced the Tartar Chao Rebellion have grown old. In this generation, the Zhenxi Army has grown up in the prosperity of Da Yan and has never experienced the years of looting and burning.

Therefore,

when the soldiers of the Desert Wolf Demon Cavalry saw through the gaps in the visor that the once majestic and solid city walls were full of cracks, and the once row upon row of streets turned into ruins, they were puzzled, stunned, and angry, but there was no sound.

Each of them started to join the army in this giant city named after the Zhenxi Army, trained here, practiced here, and formed the first acquaintance with their comrades here.

They used their youth and lives to protect this giant city.

At this moment, this huge city called Zhenxi was burned down when they went out to conquer foreign races.

In the silence of the army marching,

all kinds of emotions turned into something called hatred.

The army's morale can be used.

Watching the army entering the city, feeling the solemn and murderous intention coming from the army below, Xu Yuan thought indifferently.

The sect should plan to direct the hatred of the Zhenxi army to the court after the war. The winner will write the truth, and the loser can only be covered in the ruins of history.

But now,

the victory of the war, the morale of shouting the name of the king and the warrior, will make this army's morale used by the Xiangfu, and become a sharp blade in his hand to stab the sect.

Thinking of this,

a strand of white hair floated past Xu Yuan's eyes with the breeze, which made him stunned.

Staring blankly at the pale face of the woman in his arms, Xu Yuan grabbed his hair hard, and then bit his trembling lips and looked away.

She died because of him,

but he used her death as a bargaining chip.

Xu Yuan didn't know what caused his state.

Hatred?

Maybe, maybe not.

At the moment when Li Junwu died, endless hatred and self-blame almost devoured Xu Yuan, but as time passed, he could feel that he was quickly becoming numb.

Suddenly he came to his senses and found that he was actually analyzing the causes of these emotions, and subconsciously trying to block the roots of these emotions to maintain his rationality.

The wind gradually grew stronger, blowing her waist-length white hair, stroking his face like slender fingers, as if comforting his anger that had nowhere to vent.

After an unknown period of time,

there was a slight sound of landing on the top of the city gate.

Very light.

Xu Yuan, who was so close that he was in a trance, didn't notice the other party's arrival at all, until the person walked slowly to his peripheral vision and stood still.

Xu Yuan looked back.

But he saw an old man in military uniform staring blankly at Li Junwu who was sleeping peacefully in his arms.

Zhenxi Hou.

This was the first time Xu Yuan met Li Junwu's father.

He was dressed in military uniform and shone coldly in the dawn. His small eyes stared blankly at the faded woman in his arms.

As soon as he saw him, Xu Yuan understood why this good-looking brother always called him old man.

The Marquis of Zhenxi looked really old, dark, thin and short, with wrinkles all over his face.

Compared with the reputation of the Marquis of Zhenxi who made the children of Tartar stop crying, this Marquis of Zhenxi looked more like a farmer that could be seen everywhere in the fields of Dayan.

After a long silence,

Xu Yuan slowly lowered his eyes and whispered:

".I'm sorry."

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As the words fell, his fantasy was shattered.

The Marquis of Zhenxi's upright back became hunched, and his calloused hands kept rubbing a cut on his waist armor. He raised his hands carefully to his children several times, but then shrank back.

Xu Yuan looked at her face and whispered softly:

"Before Jun Wu died, he wanted me to tell you that she defended the city for Zhenxi Prefecture, and the people in the city shouted Qingle's name, and that she really missed you and her mother."

After that, there was no sound.

A breeze passed by, and the half-saint with the blessing of the military formation became unstable, trembling and half-kneeling on the tilted roof of the city gate.

The thin old man knelt on the ground, gasping for breath, blinking in his small eyes, tears flashing, and his fingers weakly left a deep finger mark on the hard stone top.

The armor scattered the coldness of the sun,

Zhenxi Hou looked at his daughter whose body was cold, opened his mouth several times, but couldn't say anything, only a few unclear intermittent hoarse sounds squeezed out of his throat.

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Xu Yuan lowered his eyes and did not look at the old man beside him.

At this moment, the person beside him was not the powerful Zhenxihou, but a father who had just lost his daughter.

His embarrassment should not be seen by outsiders.

"Junwu, I'm leaving."

After sitting quietly for a few breaths, Xu Yuan whispered in the ear of the woman in his arms, then gently laid her flat in front of the old man, and then slowly stood up.

But at this time,

Zhenxi Houyin suddenly stopped him, suppressing his trembling voice:

"Come back and sit down."

"." Xu Yuan paused and sat back.

"Stay away from Junwu." Zhenxihou.

"." Xu Yuan moved half a foot in silence.

The little old man named Zhenxihou sat next to Li Junwu and asked in a low voice:

".Jun Wu is dead, don't you have anything to say to me?"

Xu Yuan looked at the yellow sand dunes outside the city and replied numbly:

"Jun Wu's death started because of me and ended because of me."

Marquis Zhenxi suppressed his emotions and interrupted:

"Don't I want to hear your confession and make you pay with your life? Can Junwu survive?"

"." Xu Yuan was silent.

Marquis Zhenxi’s voice was tired:

"I'm not an old fool yet. If I want to kill him, I will kill the murderer of Jun Wu, not you, the wanton man who deceived Jun Wu."

"."Xu Yuan.

Marquis Zhenxi stood up and sat next to his daughter. He held his armor tightly and said slowly:

"But I am not qualified to tell you. I have known Junwu's reasons for joining the army from the beginning. But the death of this girl was not the sin I made and the disaster I planted back then."

The old man in military uniform lowered his eyes and whispered:

"Young and frivolous, arrogant. He thinks he can plan the world and control everything. He treats the world's heroes as nothing. He even thinks he can plan against the current emperor and your father. Haha, what a stupid thing."

Xu Yuan subconsciously glanced at the old man beside him and said nothing.

Marquis Zhenxi is not as unbearable as he said. He has the capital to support his arrogance.

Born as an Orion, he broke into the frontier army alone. In the twenty-fifth year, he led tens of thousands of troops to end the Tartar-Chao rebellion, cracking the soil and creating feudal lords.

It is also rare in the history of the imperial dynasty, but it is a pity that he ran into that glorious era when monsters were rampant.

With the passing of his daughter, Zhenxihou seemed to have lost the shackles of his identity and became like an ordinary old man in the market, talking about the past:

"I planned the future of joining the military and government, and named my daughter Junwu, hoping that she would inherit everything I had laid down. But it was during that time that I discovered that the Zhenxi Mansion under my command had become bloated and issued a Many orders cannot be implemented and there are constraints everywhere.”

Speaking of which,

The Marquis of Zhenxi looked at the yellow sand ravine outside the city and said quietly:

"I tried to solve it, tried to regain power by various means, and wanted to use violence to scrape the bones and remove the cancer. As a result, the poison had already spread to the whole body, and I was helpless.

"It wasn't until then that I realized how big the gap was between me and the two people in the court. I couldn't handle the affairs of one continent well, and I actually wanted to scheme against them, so I took the initiative to send the young Jun Wu away. The Emperor was in peace and asked the Holy One to give him the title Qingle.

"It makes people laugh when they are strong in the front and respectful in the back."

When the words fell, there was only the roar of the wind.

For a long time,

Marquis Zhenxi looked back at Xu Yuan:

"Xu Changtian, to avenge Jun Wu, I will give you Zhenxi Mansion as a gift."

Xu Yuan replied slowly: "If you don't tell me, I will do it."

The Marquis of Zhenxi turned sideways, stretched out his wrinkled palms, and touched his daughter's face that had lost all warmth as if he were a child. His eyes were full of death:

"Within one month, I will kill all those traitors. By then, the structure of Zhenxi Mansion will collapse. How much can be eaten is up to you, the Prime Minister."

After all,

The old man in military uniform hunched over and gently picked up Li Junwu, overlooking the ruins of the city:

"I am a failure. Throughout my life as a soldier, I have defended the Tartar people and the country, but I cannot protect my daughter.

"in the end,

"I'm not even qualified to avenge her with my own hands."

Marquis Zhenxi left with Li Junwu, and Xu Yuan was still sitting on the city gate in a daze, overlooking everything in the city.

With his current cultivation level, he can easily see every corner of this huge city.

He could see that Si Zijing, who was originally half-dead, was now able to get out of bed to handle official duties. Although his severed limbs were not reattached, it did not hinder his desire to make progress as a strong man who had transformed from ordinary life.

Zhou Chen was also standing beside him.

Xu Yuan didn't pay attention to this guy during the battle. He didn't know whether he was pretending to be dead or dealing with the insect tide.

In addition to these two progressive Black Scale Guard senior officials, he saw the female head catcher Xu Mengxi in a courtyard not far away.

She knelt beside Huang Shiwei's body and murmured something. Her eyes were red and she seemed to have cried.

Jia Yina, the desert goddess, was placed under house arrest by the senior officials of the Zhenxi Army. She had been crying in her room for four days, her green eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.

Xu Yuan hesitated whether to meet the goddess, but finally gave up.

Looking at this woman, he always thinks of that idiot.

He is so tired. The rest of the things in Ximo can be left to the people sent by his father.

Looking up at the vast expanse of blue sky above, Xu Yuan jumped lightly and entered the ruined city.

Walking around casually, no one noticed him.

After the joy of his own survival passed, the atmosphere of separation between life and death filled every corner of Zhenxifu City.

Halfway through, Xu Yuan suddenly stopped and stared quietly at a two-story inn on the side of the road.

That was the inn where Li Junwu and Jia Yi hid when they first came to Zhenxi Fucheng.

Not destroyed, but the door was closed.

Perhaps subconsciously, he wandered here.

He wanted to sneak in, but Xu Yuan changed his mind and stopped this impulse.

The passing of an old friend is always noticed inadvertently in life, bits and pieces of memories appear in front of the eyes, and strands of emotions spread unconsciously in the heart.

In her previous life, she had always believed that friendship between handsome men and beautiful women was impossible.

Li Junwu proved that this was indeed the case, but his facts also proved that the opposite could also be true.

He has never liked Li Junwu.

In other words,

This guy hides it so well.

Finally, she couldn't hide here anymore, but in the end, she left before he, a rotten, sentimental person, fell in love with her.

Women are indeed born actors.

A mere idiot can actually play most of his life so far.

After standing there for a long time, Xu Yuan casually cast a spell to send a message to Si Zijing, asking him to buy this block and keep all the furnishings inside the inn. Xu Yuan turned around and left.

Perhaps he was thinking about people after seeing things. Walking on the streets of Zhenxi Fucheng, Xu Yuan felt empty in his heart.

He suddenly felt that he should have talked to her more before Zhenxihou took her away, instead of holding her in silence.

But I also feel that it would be too pitiful and sad to wait until people can no longer hear before speaking out.

She was pitiful, and he was pitiful.

While wandering aimlessly, Xu Yuan walked far, far away.

He went to the high-end restaurant where the two of them had dinner.

He went to the Junshu Hall of Zhenxifu Yamen.

But both boundaries have been destroyed.

After completely covering the footprints of the two of them in Zhenxi Mansion Yamen, Xu Yuan suddenly chuckled softly as he walked out of the gate of Zhenxi Mansion Yamen, playing with the Tao Yun of Life and Death on his fingertips, smiling bitterly.

That woman seemed to have really completely disappeared from him.

final,

Xu Yuan returned to the city gate tower, only to find someone waiting for him there.

Dressed in white, blowing in the wind.

Xu Yuan called softly:

"Uncle."

Feng Jiuxuan casually threw a black box to him:

"Your grandpa gave you a gift, and I got it back for you."

After the war, Feng Jiu Prepare to leave and find someone.

But before leaving, Xu Yuan suddenly handed him some things belonging to his father and asked him to help him pick them up.

Taking the black box containing dozens of Sumeru Rings, Xu Yuan nodded lightly and asked:

"How soon do we leave for Beijing?"

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Feng Jiuxuan glanced at the expressionless nephew and said:

"Don't worry, I'll meet a few people on the way back, you may know them."

After saying that, Feng Jiuxuan disappeared.

While he was wondering, Xu Yuan saw a woman in black wearing a dark bamboo hat leaping from the city wall to the top of the city gate.

Qingli's eyes stared straight at him through the curtain.

Looking at each other for a moment,

Xu Yuan bent his eyes and chuckled as usual:

"Ran Qingmo, you are actually with me"

But the words have not yet fallen,

The black bamboo hat is flying high, and the fragrant wind is already hitting my nostrils.

The girl in black clothes stood on tiptoes and hugged him, stroking his long hair with her soft palms:

"Xu Yuan, please don't be sad, okay."

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In an instant, Xu Yuan felt that it was difficult to breathe. The hands on his sides wanted to hug the girl in front of him, but he was hanging in the air and did not dare to reach out.

But then Xu Yuan felt the girl's cold hands hugging his waist, and then continued to touch his head with her hands.

Feeling the girl's warm body, Xu Yuan's eyes flickered for a few breaths, he lowered his eyes and squinted his head on her shoulder, his lips and teeth trembling slightly:

".Thank you, sorry"

Ran Qingmo was held by him, standing on tiptoes and raising his head. His beautiful eyes blinked a few times. After thinking about it seriously, he said in a clear voice:

"Xu Yuan, the words thank you and sorry are the most worthless things in the world, so don't be sad."

Xu Yuan was startled, his hand holding the girl's delicate body became harder, and he smiled with a trembling voice:

"you.

"Why do you all like to imitate my speech so much?"