Zhao, hohai block in the day, perhaps was once one of the south Shan land, in the south, and XiLiu connecting south domain.
Accurately, is at the edge of the south domain, though never by offshore, but distance leaped over after I don't know how many mountains here, still could see the hohai a mighty day.
Zhao is not large, the people not much, but are still in the city is a thriving, although there are snowflakes within the city after dusk, but every family in the snow in the lamp, can still to have a warm home.
As for the homeless people, perhaps walking in the night, there will be a kind of unspeakable loneliness.
Meng Hao walk in the street, it was already dark, day the bustling crowd, at the moment are far away to see a few people, mostly with a hat, bowed their heads in a hurry.
Look up distance, can vaguely see the zhao city, there is a very prominent buildings, it is a tower, but her name is floor.
Tang floor.
High baizhang. There are, though it is not, however, can be forceful in this zhao city, particularly notable, snow fuzzy at the moment she appeared, but but not walk, casting the tang building Zhao Guoguo and Vincent Lord, and the condensation of so many people's thoughts.
To the east soil, datang, outward looking at changan.
The capital city, Meng Hao never comes and the tang building, Meng Hao not read, can now walk in the street, he saw the tower one eye, and he will understand, this...... Tower of the tang dynasty.
Himself, he has an ideal, can one day, as a civilian, set foot on the Tang Lou, look out at the distance of the heavens and the earth.
Meng Hao silently looked at the buildings in the wind and snow, long, long time.
"Parents before missing, purple wind blowing outside, outside the auspicious, says it is in the sky to see the fairy..." Meng Hao walked forward, looking at the buildings, muttered.
Meng Hao silence, he will never forget the years before it happened one night, since that day, his childhood, his character is no longer rely on parents, but have become strong.
From that day, after Meng Hao had a dream, he will go to the east soil, he will go to datang!
Strangers pass, his parents dead, can Meng Hao know, parents just missing, they are still in, Meng Hao will never forget that night, dressed in a purple gown father, stood outside the window looking at purple wind, looked back towards his item of sympathy.
He will not forget the night, hear mother cry in a low voice.
These things, he said to anyone, just stay at the bottom of my heart.
Meng Haowang tenement building closer, don't know what you would mind so much of the past, light with a sigh, he sighs in the wind and snow, is divided the fragmented, couldn't pass the capital, and couldn't pass the zhao, south domain more spread out, hohai across the day, do not pass into the east soil changan.
"Perhaps listen to mother at an early age about datang, speaking of the whole world each country and the city have a tenement building, mostly there, known as the east soil, the closest changan." Meng Hao murmured softly, approached the tang building area, looked up.
The snow is very big, the wind SOB spread around, roll the snow, like constantly hitting the tang upstairs, look here, built this building is very fastidious, octagonal base mat, like a pagoda erected there.
Datang flowers.the cyan, such as imagination, perhaps should have is this color.
Despite the hakodate, can be in this tenement building outside still have zhao4 guo2’s soldiers patrol passed, here... Only has the fame, but only after the authorities to worship heaven and earth, can enter.
But it's for mortals Meng Hao body to walk all the way, no officers and soldiers, until into the buildings.
A some s stairs, around tang tower, is straight on the top, surrounded by many carved with color murals, described the east soil, describe the datang, describe the changan.
"I remember mother and I talked about the east datang soil, then small, do not understand, can now recall, mother described the east soil, description of changan, describe the datang, if it is not seen, perhaps to this detail.
Rather than the tang building murals carved. "Meng Hao watch, walked up the stairs and saw all the way, until the top of buildings, the end of the murals, there are local conditions and customs, there is surrounded by mountains, there is a beautiful legend, let a person to the outside, let a person longing.
In the tang dynasty on the roof, the snow outside, and the wind and snow and more thick, more Meng Hao stood there deep breath, ahead in the distance, only can see the snow, can not see the east soil, can't see the datang, disappear... Changan.
"It turns out that here see the chang 'an."
Meng Hao murmured softly, and stood there silently for a long time and, at this moment he is not a civilian, no worship heaven and earth, and he is brother, brother eight layers of condensate gas.
The path of the "I have different, but the direction is the same..." Outside the wind is blowing, spread out his long hair, the snow came, surrounded him not melting, if approved by Meng Hao life, like the snow.
For a long time, Meng Hao closed her eyes, the cross legs sitting on the tang upstairs, quiet meditation.
Late at night, the snow was bigger, thousands of lights extinguished, mostly in the tang dynasty upstairs, the whole city was in complete darkness, in silence, in the dark and quiet, the Meng Hao with eyes closed, see is many years ago, YunJie county, the warm wind and snow.
For a long time, for a long time, the night wind and snow.
Early in the morning, Meng Hao open my eyes, I do not know is he first see at the beginning of the Yang, Yang at the beginning of the first eye sees him.
The whole city with the arrival of the morning, slowly busy, bustling streets, left this world, at this time, slowly spread out in front of the Meng Hao.
Meng Hao silently watching, until late into the night, till morning, one day, two days, three days.
Seven days, in Meng Hao watching it silently, progressed, light Meng Hao eyes, also from the beginning of the weak, until bright, quiet until now.
Such as the change of thoughts, such as a feeling of life, on the eighth day, the morning saw tang downstairs Meng Hao, officers and men together, a middle-aged man wearing imperial gowns, behind have a group of people surrounded, in the tang dynasty the worship heaven and earth, outside the building in the distance a lot of people followed, qi qi.
Meng Hao stood up in their worship of moment step by step to towards the sky, to avoid this, out of the buildings, at the foot of treasure fan in its body slide forward, he knows it is time to leave, this moment was about to leave, wanted to turn back the last glance at the buildings.
Even as he looked back to the moment, Meng Hao eyes suddenly a clot.
He saw, in the tang dynasty the people bowed down to the moment of building outside, buildings have downy light flashing, out a human can't see, only the body accumulate people maybe can notice the power of spirit.
This light into the sky, let the clouds rolling, faint like there was a huge vortex, the vortex is ordinary people can't see, but in the eyes of Meng Hao, this vortex is very clear, let him pour breath, look stunning.
Because he is clear in the whirlpool, but... There is a piece of budao end bones and ruins, the dense, Yin qi black fog fills the air, can't see too much detail, but the unspeakable mystery and grim.
Meng Hao mind, he is seen in the whirlpool of black fog, there seems to be a giant coffin. But at this point, the vortex Meng Hao see endless ruins, one cross legs sitting near the coffin, dry bones of the body, the body was found in this moment opened his eyes, gray pupil, surrounded by seven star as the light of the stars, despite the bleak, but make the person's eyes seemed to penetrate this vortex, look at the Meng Hao.
In that instant, Meng Hao mind roar, unexpectedly cannot be closed eyes, even in a stabbing pain, faint as if within the pupil also want to go to the seven stars that grey eyes.
His body is in this moment some traces of withering, a little bit dark fog impressively from Meng Hao sweat pores inside the body.
Meng Hao horror in the body quickly, at the same time, the vortex somehow quickly swallowed by cloud and mist, the pressure around the Meng Hao dissipate, all restored, as if before scene is illusion.
Wither but at the moment of his body, though not to continue, but that bit sleepy is still out, Meng Hao complexion of continuous change, look down to the earth, tang floor light, no longer the earth that people worship continues, Meng Hao the sullen, not hesitate suggesting treasure fan, changhong away rapidly.
Until the sliding out of the capital of zhao, Meng Hao back again took one look at the direction of the buildings, and looked at the sky, silent raised strong doubts in the heart.
"It can't be illusion, tang floor...... exactly is a what kind of existence, I thought just left this thing before, but now it seems impossible!"
"The presence of the world, and the vortex... in ruins, what place, foggy, more bones there..." Meng Hao some scalp pins and needles, think of the ruins in a look to their bodies.
The eyes of the body is full of cold, Yin qi of dense, especially within the gray pupil seven star as starry light spot, let Meng Hao recall at the moment, still feel cold, cold sweat.
"There will be the mouth... coffins." Meng Haoshen breath, look with awe.
"Who was buried inside, why will appear in the vortex mysterious land, why... can produce associated with buildings... all this with the east soil datang, whether there is a connection?" Meng Hao silence, watching to tang floor eyes, fear of more deep breath at the moment, slide not long body stepped quickly leave here after landing.
He felt faint, seen by the vortex inside the body, seems to be a disaster...
Accurately, is at the edge of the south domain, though never by offshore, but distance leaped over after I don't know how many mountains here, still could see the hohai a mighty day.
Zhao is not large, the people not much, but are still in the city is a thriving, although there are snowflakes within the city after dusk, but every family in the snow in the lamp, can still to have a warm home.
Meng Hao walk in the street, it was already dark, day the bustling crowd, at the moment are far away to see a few people, mostly with a hat, bowed their heads in a hurry.
Look up distance, can vaguely see the zhao city, there is a very prominent buildings, it is a tower, but her name is floor.
Tang floor.
High baizhang. There are, though it is not, however, can be forceful in this zhao city, particularly notable, snow fuzzy at the moment she appeared, but but not walk, casting the tang building Zhao Guoguo and Vincent Lord, and the condensation of so many people's thoughts.
To the east soil, datang, outward looking at changan.
The capital city, Meng Hao never comes and the tang building, Meng Hao not read, can now walk in the street, he saw the tower one eye, and he will understand, this...... Tower of the tang dynasty.
Himself, he has an ideal, can one day, as a civilian, set foot on the Tang Lou, look out at the distance of the heavens and the earth.
Meng Hao silently looked at the buildings in the wind and snow, long, long time.
"Parents before missing, purple wind blowing outside, outside the auspicious, says it is in the sky to see the fairy..." Meng Hao walked forward, looking at the buildings, muttered.
Meng Hao silence, he will never forget the years before it happened one night, since that day, his childhood, his character is no longer rely on parents, but have become strong.
From that day, after Meng Hao had a dream, he will go to the east soil, he will go to datang!
Strangers pass, his parents dead, can Meng Hao know, parents just missing, they are still in, Meng Hao will never forget that night, dressed in a purple gown father, stood outside the window looking at purple wind, looked back towards his item of sympathy.
He will not forget the night, hear mother cry in a low voice.
These things, he said to anyone, just stay at the bottom of my heart.
"Perhaps listen to mother at an early age about datang, speaking of the whole world each country and the city have a tenement building, mostly there, known as the east soil, the closest changan." Meng Hao murmured softly, approached the tang building area, looked up.
The snow is very big, the wind SOB spread around, roll the snow, like constantly hitting the tang upstairs, look here, built this building is very fastidious, octagonal base mat, like a pagoda erected there.
Datang flowers.the cyan, such as imagination, perhaps should have is this color.
Despite the hakodate, can be in this tenement building outside still have zhao4 guo2’s soldiers patrol passed, here... Only has the fame, but only after the authorities to worship heaven and earth, can enter.
But it's for mortals Meng Hao body to walk all the way, no officers and soldiers, until into the buildings.
A some s stairs, around tang tower, is straight on the top, surrounded by many carved with color murals, described the east soil, describe the datang, describe the changan.
"I remember mother and I talked about the east datang soil, then small, do not understand, can now recall, mother described the east soil, description of changan, describe the datang, if it is not seen, perhaps to this detail.
Rather than the tang building murals carved. "Meng Hao watch, walked up the stairs and saw all the way, until the top of buildings, the end of the murals, there are local conditions and customs, there is surrounded by mountains, there is a beautiful legend, let a person to the outside, let a person longing.
In the tang dynasty on the roof, the snow outside, and the wind and snow and more thick, more Meng Hao stood there deep breath, ahead in the distance, only can see the snow, can not see the east soil, can't see the datang, disappear... Changan.
"It turns out that here see the chang 'an."
The path of the "I have different, but the direction is the same..." Outside the wind is blowing, spread out his long hair, the snow came, surrounded him not melting, if approved by Meng Hao life, like the snow.
For a long time, Meng Hao closed her eyes, the cross legs sitting on the tang upstairs, quiet meditation.
Late at night, the snow was bigger, thousands of lights extinguished, mostly in the tang dynasty upstairs, the whole city was in complete darkness, in silence, in the dark and quiet, the Meng Hao with eyes closed, see is many years ago, YunJie county, the warm wind and snow.
For a long time, for a long time, the night wind and snow.
Early in the morning, Meng Hao open my eyes, I do not know is he first see at the beginning of the Yang, Yang at the beginning of the first eye sees him.
The whole city with the arrival of the morning, slowly busy, bustling streets, left this world, at this time, slowly spread out in front of the Meng Hao.
Meng Hao silently watching, until late into the night, till morning, one day, two days, three days.
Such as the change of thoughts, such as a feeling of life, on the eighth day, the morning saw tang downstairs Meng Hao, officers and men together, a middle-aged man wearing imperial gowns, behind have a group of people surrounded, in the tang dynasty the worship heaven and earth, outside the building in the distance a lot of people followed, qi qi.
Meng Hao stood up in their worship of moment step by step to towards the sky, to avoid this, out of the buildings, at the foot of treasure fan in its body slide forward, he knows it is time to leave, this moment was about to leave, wanted to turn back the last glance at the buildings.
Even as he looked back to the moment, Meng Hao eyes suddenly a clot.
He saw, in the tang dynasty the people bowed down to the moment of building outside, buildings have downy light flashing, out a human can't see, only the body accumulate people maybe can notice the power of spirit.
This light into the sky, let the clouds rolling, faint like there was a huge vortex, the vortex is ordinary people can't see, but in the eyes of Meng Hao, this vortex is very clear, let him pour breath, look stunning.
Because he is clear in the whirlpool, but... There is a piece of budao end bones and ruins, the dense, Yin qi black fog fills the air, can't see too much detail, but the unspeakable mystery and grim.
In that instant, Meng Hao mind roar, unexpectedly cannot be closed eyes, even in a stabbing pain, faint as if within the pupil also want to go to the seven stars that grey eyes.
His body is in this moment some traces of withering, a little bit dark fog impressively from Meng Hao sweat pores inside the body.
Meng Hao horror in the body quickly, at the same time, the vortex somehow quickly swallowed by cloud and mist, the pressure around the Meng Hao dissipate, all restored, as if before scene is illusion.
Wither but at the moment of his body, though not to continue, but that bit sleepy is still out, Meng Hao complexion of continuous change, look down to the earth, tang floor light, no longer the earth that people worship continues, Meng Hao the sullen, not hesitate suggesting treasure fan, changhong away rapidly.
Until the sliding out of the capital of zhao, Meng Hao back again took one look at the direction of the buildings, and looked at the sky, silent raised strong doubts in the heart.
"It can't be illusion, tang floor...... exactly is a what kind of existence, I thought just left this thing before, but now it seems impossible!"
"The presence of the world, and the vortex... in ruins, what place, foggy, more bones there..." Meng Hao some scalp pins and needles, think of the ruins in a look to their bodies.
"There will be the mouth... coffins." Meng Haoshen breath, look with awe.
"Who was buried inside, why will appear in the vortex mysterious land, why... can produce associated with buildings... all this with the east soil datang, whether there is a connection?" Meng Hao silence, watching to tang floor eyes, fear of more deep breath at the moment, slide not long body stepped quickly leave here after landing.
He felt faint, seen by the vortex inside the body, seems to be a disaster...
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