127. Broken Dreams

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The forest is thick with leaves, and the tiger with its hanging head and white forehead slowly walks by the stream. The king of beasts looked at himself on the water, unaware that danger was quietly coming. Only then can we bear it. Normal tiger extermination requires the dispatch of experts from the Sansi Yamen. If the number of tigers is rare, ten outstanding hunters can be found to set up traps and make traps. Some are used as bait and some are used to pull the nets. Each of them performs their duties, and then it is possible to capture the tigers. The next tiger is coming.

Facing this fierce tiger, the hunter hidden in the deep leaves has been waiting for a long time.

The dark arrows were quietly placed on the bowstring. The bow had already become a full moon, like frost falling in the dark night. An arrow flew through the air, as if the most brilliant butcher had silently found the gap in the tiger's bone, and penetrated it. Broken the soft tiger neck.

The tiger's will did not yield, even though it was penetrated through the throat, it did not fall down. Driven by primitive passion, the tiger instinctively ran down the mountain

At this time, he ran out of the forest - riding a fast horse. On the horse, a tall and heroic man drove the horse with only his legs. He drew an arrow with both hands and shot it out like the wind. The Northern Xinjiang people's riding and shooting skills are the best in the world. Alples, who was born into a royal family and has traveled all over the vast desert of Northern Xinjiang, is even more of a master. He knew how to bend a bow and shoot an arrow on a horse before he was ten years old.

The chase was over before they had run a mile.

Alples peeled off the tiger's skin, took some of the meat and filled a rucksack or two. Seeing that the sun was turning to the west, I was satisfied and slowly drove my horse back down the mountain.

The rays of the setting sun finally covered the earth, and Alples had already arrived in front of a small house. There is a small courtyard outside the house, not very big, with bright flowers blooming all over the ground. It is most beautiful when the sun rises and the dew still hangs. The fence outside the house was hand-picked and woven by him, and the flowers in the courtyard were taken care of by his wife all day long, so that they bloomed so beautifully.

While still outside the courtyard gate, he could smell the aroma of food coming to his nostrils, but Alples was starving... The smell today seemed to be that of eating mutton for cooking.

This is a village with a population of several hundred people, and he lives next to the big banyan tree in the north of the village. Several greyhounds in the yard heard their master coming back and happily ran out to greet him. Abel laughed happily, patted the dog's head with a smile, and threw a large piece of tiger meat for them to eat.

"Are you back?" The beauty in the house heard that her husband had returned and came out to greet him. Alples could never get tired of seeing her smile.

Abulus hung the bow on the wall: "Well, I'm back." The former princess of southern Xinjiang now serves him with a spoon. Alples never dreamed that such a day would come.

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Dad!!" A small figure ran out of the hut like lightning and pounced on Alples' legs. If Alples had known that this little guy wouldn't come out, he would definitely have made a surprise attack, so he had been prepared. . He grabbed it with his backhand, and the whole person was carried on his shoulders. Looking carefully, he was a fat boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, lively and energetic, about four years old.

"Hahahaha, good son! Have you listened to your mother today?'

"Yeah!" Fatty nodded vigorously: "I heard it! Several times!

Alan said angrily: "You're still talking about it. I taught him how to read today, but he didn't even know it yet and started clamoring to go hunting wolves with his father."

"If you can't read, then you can't read. My son, Albus, will be the best warrior in the world in the future, right? Come, daddy will show you the tiger skin.

Then, he handed the tiger skin to his son in a majestic manner, and immediately came to Alan's side and rubbed his shoulders with his hands: "Honey, you should teach your children slowly.

"Hey, you still know how to admit your mistakes. I thought you were the head of the family?'

"It's you, it's you!!"

Seven years have passed since he found Alan. They did not return to Northern Xinjiang after that day. Instead, after recuperating, he went straight to southern Xinjiang with his friends Luo Ming, Ming Feizhen and others, leading the martial arts masters invited by the Qiluo Family's God Refining Casting to slaughter the beasts that had been killed that day. To avenge Alan's motherland, his parents, and those who sacrificed their lives for the Luo family.

The ferocious beast was indeed extremely ferocious and not aggressive at all. However, under the crossfire between Canghai Shoulu and the Luo Family Divine Sword, he finally fell in front of them.

The great revenge was avenged. On the night of the celebration banquet, Albus drank Ming Feizhen, who said he would not get drunk even if he drank a toast, and laughed loudly. Taking advantage of the excitement, in front of everyone, he loudly announced that he would marry Alan as his wife. The young girl was so embarrassed that she finally agreed with a blushing face.

In the next few days, they got married in the presence of their comrades. The moment Alan put on his wedding dress, Albus's heart seemed to melt.

After that, I made an appointment with three or five close friends, and for a period of one year, I went on a grand tour in the land of southern Xinjiang.

Afterwards, Alples disbanded the ghost gang and made an agreement with King Tie Zhen, allowing his subordinates to join the army as long as they wanted. If the officials were willing to return to their hometowns, they would be given generous pensions.

He brushed off his clothes and went away, and he and Alan chose a quiet village at the junction of the northern border of the Central Plains. Here I live a quiet life of going out and working every day and breathing in every day.

He and Alan both had eventful lives. Therefore, he cherishes this kind of tranquility.

He lived a happy life.

"Alang.

Alan, who had just put his son to sleep, asked softly to his husband who was in a daze on the bed.

The former ghost and god of Northern Xinjiang was silent for a while, then smiled and shook his head.

"You lie. You often stay in a daze and don't speak. Do you... still want to go back to the martial arts world?

"What's going on?'

Life now is as beautiful as a dream. In any case Alples could not imagine

Come out, what will it be like without her, without them around?

But he always felt that something was wrong.

"do you remember?"

Alples spoke calmly and cautiously, as if he was worried about breaking the calm: "Seven years ago at Luojian Villa. How did I find you?"

"remember

We met again with the help of Master Luo, right?

.Wrong.-.But why we broke up at that time...I can't remember it.

"Why do we have to think about it?" Alan burst into tears, "Isn't our life bad now?"

Life now is happy and unbelievably beautiful.

But in this beautiful scene, Alples can always see some cracks of dislocation and disconnection.

He tried his best not to peer into the depths of the crack. Although he also knew clearly that the depths were filled with sticky, moist darkness with no end in sight.

"Alan, can you listen to me?

..Um?"

"There are some things that I can't remember. I tried my best, but I still can't think clearly. But it was like a nightmare, chasing after me. It seemed to swallow me up when I was weak. The only remaining consciousness is average. I often feel this anxious.

Alan seemed unable to understand his words, but Albus didn't find it strange at all.

"Suppose, that day, I did not save you. Instead, I was defeated by Luo Ming. I wonder why I would fight with Brother Luo? It's really strange. But I can't help but think---I was fighting with Brother Luo that day. The black shadow in the battle...the sword-wielding man seemed to be the only one who was highly skilled in martial arts.

And if I had lost to him that day, would it be possible that everything I see now is an illusion? I often look at the floating clouds in the distance, but I cannot imagine the time when the eagle is flying freely. Could it be that creation This illusory person does not often see eagles. And why is the village we live in in the Central Plains? We originally,

Why don't you go back to the northern border to herd sheep and horses? Could it be that all this is because the people who created the illusion are not familiar with the local customs of our northern border?

I live a very happy life here. But I still feel like there is a hole deep in my heart that cannot be filled. That's... I've never seen you happy. You are always smiling, but you are not happy.

Alples spoke slowly, his tone becoming more and more certain.

"All of this is just a dream, =

Alan didn't answer his question, she was completely still.

"It seems like someone is calling me"

Alples laughed.

“There was a warm voice… calling to me.

"I gotta go.

Even though she was in the dream, she didn't stop him.

...

The voice passed through the abyss of consciousness, becoming increasingly clear and clear.

"Alang! Alang!"

The warmth you can feel on your skin slides down your face.

It's tears.

What fell on the ghost's face were the young girl's tears.

Alples, whose eyes were still closed, smiled.

....I told myself, if the first thing I see after waking up is not you, it must be another nightmare. "

"Well-.-.the dream is finally over.

When he opened his eyes, what he saw was the same smiling face that greeted him when he came back in front of the cabin in his dream.

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Abulus returned to the battlefield and knocked Luo Ming away with his first punch.

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Shen Yiren sized up the situation and dealt with the dragon in heaven.

"You tell people to leave.'

Long Zaitian was stunned: "How many people are called?"

"Everyone, go

"How can this be possible?"

"The following battle is no longer something we can interfere with. Don't forget what our mission is."

Shen Yiren raised his head and glared: "The emperor has been rescued. Staying here is just increasing the risk. As ministers, we have long been ineligible to take risks. If we continue to stay here and damage the dragon's body, we will die without redemption."

Long Zaitian weighed it again and again, and ran back quickly to call the master to start retreating.

Shen Yiren watched them leave one by one and turned around.

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"Don't be afraid!

"Okay." Shen Yiren said calmly: "Do you remember that the three divisions of the Yamen each perform their own duties?"

Su Xiaodao: "Remember! The king waits on you, the unicorn protects the country, and the six gates protect the people.

"The people on the King's side are now guarding the Emperor. The people from the Qilin Guard are breaking into this place. They have all done their duty.

Shen Yiren pointed behind her.

"There are no warriors here - not the common people. No one should die in the hands of a madman. I, the Six Gates, stay behind. If you have any objections

"No!"

"Okay." Shen Yiren finally glanced at the still-hot God-Refining Cauldron, and the next moment it turned into a smile with fighting intent.

“If you die, die vigorously, and that’s how happy you are.

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