Chapter 312

Shortly after Mu Hantian and Jing Ke left, the general came from outside the city with an army. Looking at the corpses in the field, he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn, I must kill you next time."

Then he turned to a soldier and said, "take a team of people and deal with the aftermath of these people."

"Yes," the soldier bent over with his fist.

When some soldiers were dealing with the corpses on the ground, the general came to the high platform, looked at the dead Kuang Xiu, took a deep breath, and said to the soldiers behind him, "Kuang Xiu is the best zither player in the world anyway. Bury him."

"Yes!"

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The sun sets on the red banyan, and the water xingxia dyes several rows of maple.

The lake level reflects the trees on the shore, and the heart is wandering in the boat.

At sunset, the heartbroken man is at the end of the world.

When the sun fades down, just like a mass of red burning coal, it will leave pieces of red halo, mysterious shape and charming look, which makes people fall into it. It seems that they walked into the peach garden in the air that day. The image is warm, but it dissipates in the infinitely approaching Twilight. The nostalgic people are suddenly beaten back to the status quo and stung up.

The setting sun shed golden light on the earth, the whole ancient city was covered with cicada wing like golden yarn, and the earth was covered with a mysterious color.

the river front.

Mu Hantian and Jing Ke leaned back against a big stone and sat on the ground. Jing Ke had a few scars on his face, and there were large pieces of blood on his clothes, but looking at him, I knew it was the blood of the enemy. Mu Hantian had no other traces except a little blood on his clothes.

The sunset is a kind of falling beauty. Although it is fleeting, most people can't resist its beauty: in that short moment of dusk, the glow poured over the mountains. It's so magnificent! Soon, the sun set and the night shrouded the earth gently.

Mu Hantian bowed his head and murmured, "unexpectedly, he finally chose to commit suicide... There will be no more his piano music in the world."

"Alas..." Jing Ke took out a wine bag and said, "what song did Kuang Xiu play at last." then he drank a mouthful of wine.

"Millet leaves." Mu coldly said.

"Er... What song?" Jing Ke didn't understand and asked again in embarrassment.

"Millet leaves" comes from the first edition of Wang Feng, the son of heaven of Zhou Dynasty: the millet leaves, which is the seedling of the millet. The walking is slow and swaying. Those who know me are worried about me; those who don't know me are what I want. Who is this in the long sky?

The millet leaves, the ear of the millet. The journey is slow and the center is drunk. Those who know me are worried; those who don't know me are what I want. Who is this in the long sky?

He who knows me is worried; he who doesn't know me is what I want. Who is this in heaven? "

"Hahaha," millet leaves ", in fact, I already knew." Jing Ke said hahaha.

Mu Hantian was speechless.

"Kuang Xiu has told you with the sound of the piano that although his music score is entrusted to a friend who has never met before, this friend is far more trustworthy than many people who get along day and night." Jing Ke advised Mu Han that he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

"Come," said Jing Ke, stretching his wine bag back.

Mu Hantian took the wine bag and said with a smile, "you still drink when you're hurt like this. Brother, you really don't want to drink."

"You don't understand. Wine is a good medicine. Hey hey." Jing Ke boasted.

Mu Hantian took a drink from the wine bag and said with a smile, "brother is so fond of drinking. It's better to go back to Yan state with me. I can invite brother to have a good drink."

"No, I'm going to Handan. I have a friend who buys dog meat there. I haven't seen him for a long time. You owe me this wine. Drink it next time." Jing Ke stood up and said.

Mu Hantian also stood up, looked at the river and said, "OK, if you are free, I will go to Handan to see my brother."

With that, Mu Hantian hooked the corner of his mouth, threw the wine bag in his hand to the distance, and went to the direction of Yan state. Jing Ke saw his wine bag thrown out by Mu Hantian and said loudly, "ah, my wine." he hurriedly flew to catch it.

After the wine bag was thrown on Jing Ke's hand for a few times, Jing Ke finally grasped it, opened the stopper and poured it into his mouth.

At the next moment, only two drops of wine came out of the mouth of the wine bag. Jing Ke said crazily, "Xiao Tian, you... You... I'm just giving you a drink. How can you drink all of these wine? I'm going to drink them for two days. Do you know that there are no restaurants in this area for hundreds of miles? What do you want me to do?"

Mu Hantian turned around and said with a smile, "drinking will delay things. Little brother can help big brother solve the problem. How can big brother blame little brother? And you didn't say you only had a drink!"

"You..." Jing Ke clenched his teeth and said nothing.

Mu Hantian shook his head with a smile, turned and continued to walk towards the state of Yan.

"Xiao Tian!!!" Jing Ke's voice came from behind.

Mu Hantian stopped, but didn't look back. He just listened to Jing Ke and said, "don't die, brother. I just don't want to drink with you next time. It's in front of your grave."

Mu Hantian shook his hand behind him and continued to walk forward. Jing Ke looked at Mu Hantian's back, shrugged his arms, picked up his sword, took a step back, and strode in the opposite direction of Mu Hantian.

The setting sun shines on them, but it adds a free and easy taste to them.