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Nanzhao, Wuhuang Palace.
This is an ordinary-looking middle-aged man wearing a cloth robe. If it weren't for the snow-white jade dragon's tooth hanging on his chest, no one would be able to tell that this is the contemporary emperor of Nanzhao. A master of destiny who has taken part in creation.
At this moment, the contemporary emperor of Nanzhao was standing on the stargazing platform, looking far away, staring at the starry sky and the end of the earth. This was the highest point of the imperial city. The bright moon was just around the corner. He raised his hand to pick the stars, but he could not escape the chill of this winter. It's colder than elsewhere.
The void was twisted, with a head of white hair mixed with a few strands of ink. This was an old man with a ruddy face, an equally ordinary, even ordinary man, stepped out and stood side by side with him.
"Tai Xuan, do you think Nanzhao will die?"
Emperor Nanzhao's tone was solemn, and then he took a deep breath, as if muttering to himself: "I don't want to be a slave to the subjugation of the country, and I don't want to be the first sinner of the human race after more than five thousand years..."
"Your Majesty's civil and martial arts will benefit the people..."
"It is my duty to protect the people, but I can't even protect my own people!"
The Emperor of Nanzhao sighed. From this observatory, you can overlook the entire Wuhuang City. Unlike in the past, when the fish and dragon lanterns danced endlessly and stayed lit all night, today's Wuhuang City seems particularly deserted. There are sparse lights on the streets and no watchmen. When I came out, I guess I had already left the city.
The only ones left are some elderly people or beggars who have inconvenient legs and feet, and some businessmen who stubbornly hold on to their ancestral businesses and time-honored brands. They have sweated here and worked hard all their lives. Even now, they are unwilling to leave their hometowns. Most likely they had the idea of being buried here forever.
White hair danced lightly, the moonlight on the observatory was cold and bright, and the few remaining wisps of ink seemed to blend into the dark night. Taoist Taiwu's eyes were deep and deep, and he said leisurely: "It's too early, I am Nanzhao In the end, I cannot become a sinner of the human race...not even a Taoist."
The Emperor of Nanzhao was slightly startled when he saw a figure wearing a gray cloth robe and waistcoat, carrying an iron chain on his back, appearing on the observatory.
"Tai Xuan, you..."
For example, the emperor of Nanzhao turned his destiny, grasped the fate of the country, and looked down at the world. At this time, he couldn't help but be moved, but he didn't know what to say. In the end, everything turned into a sigh.
"I have failed the world, I have failed the Taiwu Dao, and I have failed the sages of all generations of the human race!"
Taoist Taiwu only shook his head. The five human kingdoms are still far from ready. Every year has extraordinary significance. The Golden Crow Kingdom in the South China Sea is nothing.
"The nine demon saints are coming back..."
Bai Sheng said in a deep voice, even though he was carrying an iron chain, he stood upright, with his spine running through each joint, like a pine tree on a cliff that has been beaten by wind and rain for many years, but also like a pine that is sharpened by violent thunder and would rather break than bend. green bamboo.
"We will eventually defend this land!" Taoist Master Taiwu solemnly said.
…
As the sun rises and the moon sets, there are many more figures in Wuhuang City on the last day. They are not returning people, but martial arts figures from various sects in Nanzhao who have gathered from all directions, and even many martial arts masters from the four countries. He was covered in travel dust, but he didn't bother to wash up, so he squeezed into the restaurant and tea shop that had just been upgraded. Soon, the waiter brought hot steamed buns and a large bowl of thick beef bone soup.
The old shopkeeper, who had refused money from many martial arts people and had wrinkles on his face but was still red, made soup by himself. The snow-white beef bones were boiled over and over again until they softened into crumbs. He added pot after pot of soup. The pot was cooked until all the beef bones were used up and became dull. The small hall of the restaurant was packed with people sitting on the floor everywhere. There were many martial arts people who were always bold and bold, but no one said a word.
They chewed the steamed buns carefully and swallowed the hot soup slowly, because they understood that maybe this would be the last thing they took away from this world.
In the evening of this day, a young man about ten years old, wearing a coarse white robe, walked into Wuhuang City.
In the already depressed imperial city, after many martial arts people gathered together, bonfires rose like sparks falling on the earth, showing a different kind of prosperity.
"Little brother, this is not the place you should be."
Some martial arts people were startled, and then someone said, and a man with a fleshy face and scars on his bare shoulders yelled angrily: "You little bastard, why are you joining in the fun? Get out of here! Remember, you have to go north!"
Su Qinian smiled, shook his head slightly, then looked at the man and said seriously: "I am very strong."
The man glared and was about to take action, but the old beggar holding the pipe held his shoulder and sighed, saying: "Let him be."
Let him be!
The man groaned, turned around and grabbed the wine jar on the ground and took a big gulp. He choked and his face turned red, which caused a burst of laughter on the long street. Who said that there is a lot of wine for a tall man, and here is one It’s different, you’ll be tipsy after two ounces, and you’ll forget about the world after half a pound.
Always keep some hope!
The old beggar knocked the ashes from his pipe and looked to the south, feeling a little lost.
At the door of the restaurant, Su Qinian took a bowl of light beef bone soup and two beef buns that had just come out of the steamer. The old shopkeeper looked at him and hesitated to speak. Su Qinian took a sip and it was tasteless. Tang Shui smiled and said, "Don't worry, old man, I'm very strong."
The old shopkeeper just shook his head, and many martial arts people who were resting in the restaurant looked at them sideways. In the past, they always felt that these young people were full of passion, immature and ridiculous, but now they feel that this kind of hot-bloodedness is more like they have been trapped in the wind and rain of the world. The sharp edges that had been polished away, after being dormant for a long time, revived in the heart, revealing the sharper edges that had been polished.
The night was very long, and the bright moon was far away. Someone hummed a tune from his hometown. The earthy dialect was hard to understand, but it made people feel so excited that they couldn't help but clenched their fists secretly.
If...if you are still alive after tomorrow, you must go home and take a look.
This kind of thought is like a plague, breeding in every corner of Wuhuang City, until the distance turns white, the bright moon sets in the west, and at the last moment before dawn, someone drinks the last sip of strong wine and breaks the wine gourd. This ancient The imperial city seemed to have been reborn and revived again.
Figures rise from the ground one after another, some are old, some are strong, some are young, some are graceful... The same thing is that every figure is tall and straight, with a back like a dragon, soaring upward.
"I want everyone to live!"
In the Wu Palace, on the observatory, the contemporary emperor of Nanzhao, who had been awake all night, spoke in a low voice, more like a sword that could penetrate the void, and his eyes grasping the destiny were a little hot. At this moment, whether it was anxiety, regret, anger, or sigh, everything was... Abandoned, as the emperor of a country, there is always something he needs to do. From the day he ascended the throne, he was no longer just a person, but the master of this land and the guardian of this land. .
Bai Sheng laughed!
Carrying an iron chain on his back, he had a bright smile on his rough face. There had never been a moment when he felt that the observatory overlooking Wuhuang City would have such a moving scenery.
"Show off and get out of the city!"
"mighty……"
Taiwu Taoist chanted a long chant, and a generation of destiny masters led the way. The gates of the Wuhuang Palace were wide open, and the thirty-six concubines in the harem were lined up. These enemies who used to hide their secrets and have many forces behind them all changed their splendid colors at this moment. The palace skirt, wearing a sharp armor, carrying a sword on his back, is going to go to war with you.
There was also Prince Nanzhao and a group of princes and princesses who had already stood guard in front of the palace gate. Emperor Nanzhao nodded slightly to them and strode towards the south gate of Wuhuang City.
Regardless of their royal status, these are his wives and children, and they should contribute to the land that nurtures them.
This is……
After Emperor Nanzhao and Taoist Master Taiwu, who was half a step behind, came out of the palace, another figure appeared behind them, attracting attention from all directions.
Taiwu Dao Bai Sheng!
This Chunyang supreme master has once again become famous all over the world recently because it is rumored that he killed Jin Fu, the eldest brother of the contemporary Golden Crow Emperor of the South China Sea and a generation of demon emperors, in Wu Lun Mountain.
But at this moment, this man was walking with his head held high, but he was carrying an iron chain. The iron chains collided and clanged, as if playing the prelude of an ancient war song.
"Senior Bai, you..."
Someone was shocked. Just as he was about to speak, he was held down by an older person on the shoulder. Just as he was about to break free, he felt that the hand holding his shoulder was shaking. This was a local celebrity and a first-class figure in the Hunyuan Realm. .
The famous man who was over 70 years old shook his head silently, but his eyes were a little red. After decades of wind and rain, he thought that his heart had become ice-cold, and he would not be shocked when the sky fell. However, he did not expect that when he faced the battle, he was still confused. As with this Taiwu How could people of Bai Sheng's contemporaries not know this person's character and temperament? They also knew more clearly what this iron chain meant.
What is more difficult than picking up is putting it down. After putting it down... it is even harder to pick it up.
The long street is silent and the dawn is silent.
Su Qinian remained silent, his eyes becoming calmer and calmer, like the sea of stars before the dam burst, gorgeous and magnificent.
Boom!
Finally, the south gate of Wuhuang City opened, and the sea breeze that was more fishy than salty came oncoming.
Nanzhao Wuhuang City stands facing the South China Sea.
There is an unmarked monument standing on the dark red beach outside the south gate. It has no guardrails, but it is not touched by dust. It faces the South China Sea and its back faces Nanzhao.
After walking out of the south gate, Emperor Nanzhao stopped in front of the wordless monument, knelt down, leaned over, and bowed to the ground.
This worship is to pay homage to the ancestors and pay tribute to the first emperor of Nanzhao. It is located just under the unmarked monument.
The emperor guards the gate of the country, and the king dies in the country!
Standing up again, Emperor Nanzhao stepped forward, crossed the wordless monument, and stood in front of the monument.
No one can cross my kingdom!
Looking back after five thousand years, we are now new people!
Woo!
At this moment, at the end of the South China Sea, which is like ink, a deep horn sounded, and a little golden light bloomed at the end of the world. Although it was the South China Sea, it seemed like the rising sun was rising in the east, dispelling the last darkness before dawn, like a golden boat body. , like a warship sailing out of the sea of the sun. (Genuine subscription is the greatest support for Shibu! I finally regained some of my previous feelings.)
