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read2();　　 The night of Bianzhou is hazy and special.

Because the cold mist floating above the night sky, like a wispy cloud of smoke, covers the [悠悠读www.uutxt.vip] moon above, and leaves a mottled swimming shadow on the ground. .

The people of the entire Yaxia Town, after having dinner, will hardly go out on a cold night. Therefore, at this time, the small roads in the town are extremely quiet, and you can occasionally hear flying animals traveling at night. The sound of flying wings.

A cold wind blew from a distance, with a white mist, blowing back the flamboyant white clothes on Sima Annan who was walking, and then a vague figure appeared in the shadow on the side, a little cold and harsh 'S voice came out gently:

　　 "Master Sima, your majesty has an order to let you return to Beijing as soon as possible."

　　 As soon as this statement came out, Sima Annan's expression turned bitter, and he muttered:

　　 "Your Majesty finally remembered me. The good days are gone, no more."

　　 "After these few months, Young Master Sima is sure to have fun. I only have half a month on my ten-year vacation. I really envy Young Master for being smart and happy."

　　 The faint voice continued, and then in the shadows, a figure in a jet black robe walked out. The person and the night are not separated from each other. In a sense, he is the night.

　　 Sima Annan looked ahead, with a large robe figure coming from the night, his face was solemn, and he spoke lightly:

　　 "It seems that this time your majesty is determined to take me back to the capital city. He even sent an adult from the Night Dire Division to Bingzhou. I dare to ask which adult to face it? You are polite."

After 　　 finished speaking, Sima Annan saluted forward, and then the voice in front came again:

　　 "Nightmare, Si Yeyi, met Young Master Sima."

　　 The voice fell, and Ye Yilai brought Sima Annan in front of him, and he also bent over to salute, and continued to speak:

　　 "The wave of the ninety years of the Great Xia calendar has risen. How can you miss Sima Gongzi, a leader and trendy player?"

　　 Sima Annan heard the words, narrowed his eyes and asked softly:

　　 "North?"

　　 "It's hard to say, but something unexpected happened."

After 　　 finished speaking, he took out a letter from his arms and handed it out, and then the cold voice continued:

"Some time ago, I went to the Ying’s imperial tomb to pursue Tuoba Yun’s dying Taoist disciple Li Changying. He was seriously injured and teleported back yesterday. The other Taoist Shuangkui Zhong Shenxiu didn’t know his life or death. The most important thing was that Li Changying had two Dao gunshot wounds were all wounded by super-first-grade Dao soul taboos, one was Yunxuan Tuoba, the other was suspected to be Guan Zhengqing!"

　　Nightmare Si Yeyi's voice has not yet fallen, Sima Annan's face suddenly changed, and he directly said:

"This is impossible!"

　　 Sima Annan, the young man in white clothes, had an extremely solemn expression. After receiving the envelope that was handed over overnight, his right hand couldn't help but tremble, and then an extremely solemn voice continued:

"Master Ye, you should know how lofty Guan Zhengqing is in the hearts of young people in Daxia. Even me, regards him as an idol. If news of his rebellion comes out, Daxia will fall into Amidst the huge waves, so please confirm it!"

　　 "This, your Majesty is also very clear in his heart."

　　 Ye Ye turned sideways, stretched out his hand and made a please gesture, and then the two of them continued to walk along the path of Yaxia Town towards the inn in the middle of the town. Then under the dense fog and moonlight, Ye Yi continued to sound the same solemn voice:

"The key now is that Li Changying's soul is directly stripped of the powerful supernatural powers, so even if the body's functions have been fully restored, he still cannot wake up. Therefore, your majesty means to come to you and see if you have any way. The specific situation has been explained in the letter, and Young Master Sima can watch it in detail."

　　 "Soul stripping?"

　　 Sima Annan murmured and repeated, then nodded, and said softly:

　　 "This matter is very important, and the magical powers related to the spirits have been extremely difficult since ancient times. I will deliberate in detail in the evening, and I will return to the capital tomorrow. There will be a lot of trouble."

　　 During the conversation, the two of them had arrived near the inn in the center of the town, and then nodded in the night, turning into a dark and deep night, and disappeared directly.

After 　　 disappeared at night, Sima Annan did not immediately return to the inn, but stayed there for a long time. Then he put his hands on his back, sighed heavily, and continued to pace back and forth under the moonlight.

On the young man’s face at this time, there is no expression of escaping in the usual way. On the contrary, it is very solemn and even makes people feel a very mature charm. Sima Annan's line is, in a sense, a thief and a crime. It is a felony of stealing time.

In the river of time that is difficult for others to see, these time thieves have seen too many things that should not be seen, so Sima Annan described himself as fighting with Dao for something, but this is one of the most dangerous things in the world. , Like walking a tightrope, a little careless, under the anger of the road, it will be the end of the fascination.

There is nothing under the world for nothing. As one of the punishments, Sima Annan has too cumbersome information in his mind, like a pair of big hands, forcibly stuffing memories and thoughts that did not belong to him into his mind. ,

　　 But it is precisely because of Sima Annan's usual careless and indifferent character that he can keep his original heart from decay and his inner demons under this endless thought.

　　In the vast land of China, under this world, there is no easy word in everyone's life!

Under the full moon in the westernmost part of Bingzhou, the young man in white was pacing and thinking, with a melancholy face. On the other side of the town, in the small yard, a young girl in green was sitting on a swing, slowly rippling back and forth, delicately Her face was full of melancholy.

　　 The two are not in the same place, but both have the sorrow that belongs to young people.

　　"Young people don’t know the taste of sorrow, they fall in love with the building, and they say sorrow for new words.

　　 "It's so cool in autumn!"

　　 A faintly magnetic voice came from the rear, and then You Ruier used a little force to stop the swing, turned her head slightly, and asked:

　　 "Father, why are you here?"

　　 "My daughter has something on my mind, I will come to see you."

After 　　's voice fell, You Tingjian put on a coat and slowly walked to the girl's face, and the father and daughter looked at each other.

　　 It's weird to say that the father and daughter of You, seem to be born to be offensive, and have not dealt with it since they were young, and they hardly have calmed down as they do now.

When the father and daughter were silent to face each other, the clouds and mist above the sky just drifted by, and the bright moonlight shining down, and then You Tingjian lowered his head slightly, looked at the more beautiful daughter who came out, and after sighing, he continued to speak. :

　　 "Father can tell, you like Sima Annan!"