Concubine Ning, one of the emperor's love

Chapter 529

It is rumored that Qin Chu, the former emperor of Beicang, escaped from Nanzhao, while he was still alive, ran into Wuting Cliff by mistake, fell down to his death.

It is rumored that Dayan Yinrong fell from Wuting Cliff, and on the same day, the Northern Emperor and Prince Xiao disappeared.

However, it is just a rumor, who knows various reasons, for several days, Dayan Bei Cang Xiqi Three Kingdoms stood still and let the Nanzhao beacon fire start a prairie fire.

For seven days, the armies of the Three Kingdoms stationed at Wuting Cliff, almost one step at a time, overturned the bottom of the cliff. Thousands of troops did not eat or sleep. After seven days, there was still no trace at the bottom of the cliff.

Empress Dowager Yinrong and Prince Xiao may be in danger...

"I haven't closed my eyes for seven days. If this continues, something will happen." Cheng Da chopped off the shrubs on the top of the cliff with a sword, raised his head, his eyes were red, looking at the desolate back of the man on the other side of Wushui, he couldn't help crying.

Seven days, it was enough for me to be crazy, but my father was so quiet and shocking, he didn't say a word, just crazily shuttled through the bushes at the bottom of the cliff, letting the witches erode his heart, without saying a word, only Occasionally call those two words.

"Wen Qi... Wen Qi..."

Liang Liu's eyes were also red when he heard it, and he worked harder to push aside the black bushes, inspecting inch by inch, his hands were almost bloody, Liang Liu seemed to be numb, his face was so heavy that there was no extra emotion, only his voice was choked up : "Unless I fall down, even if I dig three feet, I will not stop."

Digging three feet into the ground, why not? The circle below Wuting Cliff is only a few miles away. There is a witch water and poisonous bushes under the cliff. I have already turned it over ten times, but nothing...

Cheng Da wiped his red eyes, and forcefully forced back the hot liquid in his eye sockets: "There are herds of beasts everywhere under Wuting Cliff, I'm afraid..." His voice became more and more choked, Cheng Da lowered his head, without saying a word, his shoulders Trembling slightly.

"She won't die."

The voice came through the three-meter-wide Wushui, carrying the coldness of early spring, hoarse and dry.This was the first sentence Qin Mi said in seven days.

Cheng Da raised his head, and saw a desolate figure reflected on the black witch water. His body was dirty, his sleeves were torn, and his hands kept pushing aside the black bushes full of needles. The blood on his hands stained the ground red Dead wood, dirty face, gray chin, pale face, barren eyes.

Those hands were once as white as jade, and that face was once overwhelming.

"Master." Cheng Da couldn't hold back, big tears poured down, scalding his face with burning pain, he opened his mouth, unable to speak.

We all know that if Wen Qi can't find it, then the master won't be able to come back.

Carrying Wu Shui on her back, Qin Mi hunched over her back, she was a little further away, her figure was thin and staggering, she walked forward step by step, her blood-scarred hands were trembling as they passed through the pitch-black bushes.

For a long time, he said: "She is dead, I will go to accompany her."

The blood dripped all over the ground and merged into the witch water.

Cheng Da didn't say a word, he lowered his head and pawed at the needle-pricked bushes, his tears splashed into the glaring blood red all over the ground.

Dayan led the armies of the Three Kingdoms from the north to the west, and for seven days, thousands of troops and horses almost dug Wu Tingya ten feet into the ground. The ground was covered with black bushes, mixed with mud and blood, and it was muddy. Flesh and flesh, however, no one evacuated.

The rain was pattering, the gray cliff top was extremely cold, and there was a dead silence. Occasionally, wolves howled in the sky.

At the end of Tianxiang's 59th year and early spring, it rained for three consecutive days, and the army under Wu Tingya had been stationed for ten days.

The Xiqi army, without sleep or rest, was almost defeated. However, they got nothing.

"General, it has been ten days."

"General, the soldiers are about to lose their hold."

(End of this chapter)