Single Man Guarding a Lonely City, Invincible in the World

lonely city.

A peach tree with the height of a hopeful building bloomed on the snowy night, the Nine Saints sat cross-legged to recuperate the Qi machine, and the military camp in the city was silent.

The Empress stared blankly at the moonlight.

It's been a rough night for her, dull and exhausting, and seems to be doing something pointless.

But Gu Changan has survived many, many nights like this.

"Your Majesty, did the maid hear wrong?"

Pei Jingshu, who suddenly woke up, was shocked, got up and accidentally knocked down the exquisite heater, and the firewood was burning in the furnace.

The fire reflected the firm gaze of the Empress.

She repeated:

"I'm not leaving."

Pei Jingshu turned pale and subconsciously retorted:

"Your Majesty, you are the ruler of a country and bear the heavy responsibility of the revival of the Tang Dynasty."

The Empress laughed at herself and said unhurriedly:

"The nation and the nation are already at a critical juncture of life and death, and it is not within the power of the Emperor Shengong to turn the tide."

"I used to be the most talented cultivator in the Central Plains. Ever since the overbearing turned to the king's way, I have still stayed in the realm of a great master. Relying on the great victory in the Western Regions, I have only glimpsed the path of enlightened people."

"The way of heaven has undergone great changes, and the top ones are stirring up the universe. Being a saint can help the Central Plains resist barbarians more than being an emperor."

Pei Jingshu was at a loss for words, but her face remained anxious.

As His Majesty said, the three generations of cultivators from the Central Plains, the old, the middle and the young, are extremely talented.

As the leader of the younger generation, His Majesty's cultivation base is not satisfactory, and the biggest detour is that he should not turn to the king's way, but at that time, His Majesty did not carry the data of the Tang Dynasty, who could convince the Li family?

But no matter what, it has been in power for a few years now, and Datang, which has been slumped, is gradually recovering, how can it be swayed at a critical moment?

The Empress pursed her lips, not intending to hide her confidants, and said softly:

"The shackles of responsibility imprison me,

I took the initiative to break the shackles, hoping to tell Gu Changan in this way that he should also try to say goodbye to the old days, to the loneliness and despair that passed away. "

"If I had vetoed Xu Ting's decision, he would not have become a soul, but accepted the worship of the people of the Central Plains as a hero, and he would have returned to Chang'an to live the life he wanted."

"Remorse is gnawing at my heart like an ant all the time. I don't know when his soul will die. I just want to accompany him, at least not alone at the last moment."

Li Wan babbles infrequently, but his voice was unusually low, and he was hoarse at the end.

"Your Majesty, you don't have to stay in the lonely city for atonement... Sheji must be yours." Pei Jingshu gently persuaded her, and then added:

"Besides, who would dare to succeed the emperor of the Li family?"

After the Battle of the Western Regions, His Majesty's prestige must have risen steadily. It coincides with a change that has not been seen in a thousand years, and the court and the public will never accept the new monarch.

The Empress was silent, her delicate cheeks shrouded in helplessness.

Isn't her prestige, including the great victory in the Central Plains, all at the expense of Gu Changan?

"Your Majesty..." Pei Jingshu hesitated.

An indescribable sentence -

When the news that you want to stay in the lonely city spreads, the barbarian dog must be like a beast that smells blood. Isn't it also Gu Changan's burden to live in a cage at that time?

"Easy."

"You pretended to be me, the palace maid disguised you, and I changed my face to be a palace maid, so as to hide the sky and cross the sea."

"You should know my disguise skills."

Li Wan's face was expressionless, he had already made up his mind and would not allow any questioning.

On the one hand, she wants to meditate in the lonely city to rebuild the road of domineering, so as to break through the shackles.

The most important thing is that, accompanying Gu Changan through the last part of the road, he has endured all kinds of hardships for Datang, and he should also do something trivial.

"Me?" Pei Jingshu was stunned and pointed to herself.

It means that by pretending to be the real thing, she wants to overstep her power and sit on the dragon chair of the Golden Palace?

"The maid is frightened!" Pei Jingshu's face tightened.

"I trust you." Li Wan stared at her for a moment. Her best friend from childhood to adulthood has also fought side by side in the power field for many years.

Pei Jingshu moved her lips and trembled:

"Fu Wei begged His Majesty to take back his order..."

Kneeling to say.

Li Wan stopped her movement and said solemnly:

"I don't like the way you hesitate."

"Datang has only three prefectures. You have helped Zuozhen to handle government affairs for many years. You can make a decision at the first time with any cumbersome official documents."

"You think I'm afraid of you usurping power? If you have the ability to lead the Central Plains to restore glory, I am willing to abdicate!"

"The nation is in danger of extinction at any time. Whoever can make the Chinese nation stand in the torrent and giant waves will be the bearer of this era."

Facing the harsh tone, Pei Jingshu was silent, and finally nodded with difficulty.

The reason she agreed was not Your Majesty, but Gu Changan.

Deep down, she was also afraid that this tortured man would suddenly disappear on an ordinary day, how cruel it would be.

You shouldn't continue to be alone, someone said it's okay to have a conversation.

"The maid sends a letter to His Majesty with a colorful pigeon, and asks His Majesty to make a decision on important events. I hope His Majesty will return soon..."

He stopped talking abruptly, and there was a hint of sadness in the bottom of his eyes.

When His Majesty returned, Gu Changan was afraid that the soul would die.

...

...

When the sky broke, Qin carpenter gently pushed open the door, and saw Soul Shadow standing motionless in front of the window.

"You haven't slept all night?"

Gu Changan snorted and said with a smile: "I haven't slept in bed for more than ten years, I feel very awkward, but the evening wind in the city is more comfortable."

Carpenter Qin just kept staring at him until his eye sockets were red, and sighed:

"Let's stick to the victory, the Anxi Army's mission is over, why don't you want to leave!"

Gu Changan was silent.

"Everyone thinks that your soul is about to dissipate, and you don't want to be scattered in the Central Plains to make the world blame yourself, but the old man knows that you want to get rid of yourself, and there is nothing in this world worth your nostalgia."

"The omnipotent Chang'an, he wants to stand, and the thief can't let him fall."

Carpenter Qin's dry face twitched, forcibly holding back his rolling emotions.

"I can finally be relieved with peace of mind." Gu Changan murmured in a low voice, the past frames appeared, and he finally cried out sadly:

"It's been really hard going all the way."

Carpenter Qin turned his face away, picked up a broom in the corner to clean up the dust silently, just like day after day for more than ten years, he was disabled and could only do this.

"If you stay, it will only make me more miserable. I don't know one day, I will dig a grave for a relative and erect a monument."

Gu Changan's tone was smooth and smooth, and he could no longer hear emotional fluctuations.

Carpenter Qin seemed to be talking to himself, and also begging in a low voice, "You should take a look at Chang'an City, you should visit the mountains and rivers, and you should live a dashing life."

"The old man firmly believes that you have a way to get a fleshy body."

"Cool?" Gu Changan smiled, then shook his head:

"For nearly 25 years, I have been fighting for the righteousness of the nation. As soon as I was born, my grandparents instilled in me to revive the nation, expel the barbarians, and sacrifice their lives for the rise of the Central Plains."

"Grandpa Qin, do you think that when I arrive in the Central Plains, I will break through the rivers and lakes with a dashing sword? How can I turn a blind eye to the suffering of the common people? How dare I sit back and watch the barbarians exterminate the Han people?"

"I also want to be selfish, and I also want to be alone, but every day of the twenty-five years is whipping me like crazy!"

It was almost a desperate roar, and the soul shadow shook a few times, and finally said lonely:

"Since you can't do it, you have to keep fighting, endlessly."

"I will be covered in bruises and bruises, endure severe pain, not die but live miserably, like a reincarnation."

Carpenter Qin bowed his head and swept the floor, and replied, "The old man knows."

"Grandpa, pay attention to your body and enjoy your old age." Gu Changan smiled freely.

Carpenter Qin held the broom and stood speechless. After holding it for a long time, his throat rolled, and the long-overdue tears poured out.

"gone."

He staggered out of the narrow and rudimentary courtyard, and stopped at the courtyard gate for a long time. The days when he once waved "see you tomorrow" will no longer exist.

...

noon.

The army in the Central Plains was rectified and formed a turbulent army formation outside the city. The silent silence was like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring, and it was majestic.

Grandma Xu, Xiao Luoyang and others looked around, their eyes were stinging from the wind and snow, but they never saw the shadow.

"Don't wait, I think we are not enough to drag Chang'an. We can go back to our homeland before we die. Chang'an is very happy."

Carpenter Qin sat in a cloud car and drank without looking back.

"What if he's hungry? Those shoes haven't been knitted yet. I haven't told him to put the dried meat in the cellar. I'm going to find him."

The gully-faced old woman opened the crowd with a cane and ran to the city gate in a daze.

"Grandma Xu!" Liu Shang hugged her in tears and choked:

"Changan will take care of itself, let's go."

"Bitter child, my stupid child..." The old woman wailed hysterically:

"Chang'an, I want Chang'an to go home!

"

The old, disabled, women and children around were all suppressed and weeping. Mo Hu's eyes looked around the city wall, brick by brick, why didn't our Chang'an come out!

The atmosphere of sadness quickly filled the air, and countless iron-blooded warriors had sour noses, secretly wiping the hot tears from the corners of their eyes.

The story of the Eighth Regiment of the Anxi Army is complete. The remains of the heroic soul returned to their homeland. After a long wait, the people in the city finally waited for a home.

The story of the Central Plains united against the barbarians also ended with a happy ending. Although it has no strength to take over the Western Regions, at least it can govern Yumen Pass and contain most of the Hexi Corridor. This is the most exciting victory in decades. Since then, the Central Plains can also have the ability to expel the barbarians. strategic buffer.

But only Gu Changan has not changed.

One person, one city.

One soul, one city.

It has always been the most desperate.

"Set off!"

The drums rumbled, the horns rang through the heavens and the earth, the flags covered the sky and the sun, and the soldiers endured their grief to say goodbye to the lonely city.

"My generation is all descendants of Yan and Huang, and I was born at the right time, and I was in a fight. I couldn't drive the barbarians out of the Central Plains. How can I be a human!"

"When passing through the lonely city in the future, I will bring the head of a barbarian dog to pay homage to the heroic soul of Gu hero!"

"The Central Plains will never be killed by barbarians, and Gu Yingxiong's wish for a peaceful and prosperous world will finally come true!"

Countless generals swore an oath, the memory of the lonely city will always be the beacon for them when they face darkness, and that soul shadow makes them still have the will to defend their family and the country when they are in despair!

Zhelansu moved his lips, this should be the last meeting with Gu Changan in this life, the obsession gradually disappears, can ghosts live forever?

not much hope.

If the Central Plains hadn't come to receive the remains of Anxi's heroic soul, Gu Changan would have always been deeply obsessed. If the Central Plains had not started a war, Gu Changan would even be at his peak intact.

He looked at the superiors in front of the team, and no one dared to look back.

Guilt ah!

A debt that will never be repaid!

The eyes of the Taoist-robed girl were moist, and she seemed to sense something. She suddenly looked at the Empress and Pei Daizhao in the chariot in the distance, her eyes stunned slightly.

The maid outside the chariot also looked at Li Ping at the same time.

Li Ping's tears were not dry, and he moved the corner of his mouth to reveal a perfunctory smile, indicating that he would keep it a secret.

This is the best way, as the nominal supreme ruler of the Central Plains, willing to spend the last time with Gu Changan, at least it is a little bit of compensation for this nation.

Disappearing alone and no one cares, how sad it would be.

...

...

Bronze Palace.

Once the emperor and his ministers, the old round table twelve giants only had one old face, and the rest were replaced by the queen's cronies.

As an old minister, Beth, the female judge in charge of the intelligence agency, said tremblingly:

"Your Majesty the God of Qi, the Han slaves in the Central Plains have returned. As you expected, the ghosts did not leave their homes."

Tuobatian on the purple throne was expressionless, and the dragon horns above his head looked terrifying.

"According to the conjecture, the ghost should not be far away from disappearing, I am afraid it will be within this year."

Beth added a big piece of news.

"How do you say?" The cold side of Tuoba World finally fluctuated, and it fluctuated violently.

Beth respectfully said:

"At the moment when Anxi's ashes were handed over to the army in the Central Plains, there were a lot of ghosts in the darkness, and many people present noticed it. Such an obvious signal can only prove one point, and the obsession of keeping the family gradually collapsed."

The rest of the judges looked excited.

The abyss messenger had a justifiable suspicion. The reason why he was able to transform into a ghost and control the mountains and rivers was the ultimate obsession. However, with the end of the sixty-four years of perseverance, the obsession was almost gone.

Tuoba looked overcast and uncertain.

Speculate?

Suspect?

She no longer dared to gamble.

There are still three years of Buddha's lotus petals, and he said that the ghost will last until the end of the year at most. Will Gu Changan disappear completely?

Before disappearing, you must not let your guard down. The top floor of the castle has to study the extraterrestrial air machine to punish it.

"Occasionally, when I wake up from a nightmare at night, I will think, whoever exterminates the wild ghosts in the lonely city is really a great merit that surpasses the creation of a seven-level Buddha!"

Tuoba's voice was fierce, and Zitong burst out with a strong hatred.

The prophecy of the wizard Horades haunted her mind.

There will be a third outbreak of spiritual power in the Central Plains, and it is likely to be seven times that of the second time, because of whom? Is it a ghost in a lonely city? What's the matter?

Just thinking about it makes my brain explode!

Spiritual will is the soul on which a national civilization depends for a long time to survive. Once again, the empire will encounter unimaginable resistance!

"Your Majesty, Abyss ordered the center to send troops to Zhao State and Xishu, and must destroy a country within seven months, and use this as a springboard to plan the Eastern Land of Shenzhou."

"I hope Your Majesty will learn from the failure of the expansion and separation. This time there are no madmen to make trouble. Winning a country is the bottom line, not a record. It is His Majesty's ability to swallow two countries."

An aristocratic-looking judge truthfully narrated the abyss command.

"Well." Tuoba Tianxia nodded his chin, his expression difficult to distinguish between joy and anger.

Although she is the darling of the top floor of the castle, she made a wrong choice at a key point just after she ascended the throne, and now she is also caught in a storm of public opinion, and urgently needs a hearty massacre of Han slaves.