In the center of the imperial capital is the white palace, with a straight avenue in front of the palace. This road has been repaired several times over the past two thousand years. It has carried the carriages of ministers, the sedans of nobles, and the luxury cars of foreign guests. But today a pair of cloth shoes stepped on the road in front of the palace. They belonged to a burly red-haired man. The man's thick red hair was casually spread around his head. He was wearing jeans, a sportswear, and a black windbreaker. He looked like a tourist who came to pay homage to the Imperial Palace.
At the end of the avenue, two other men walked down the long steps leading to the palace. The young black-haired man in military uniform holds his hands behind his back, and the old man with flowing beard and hair walks in front holding a pair of purple and green swords. Lord Yinlu's gaze swept across the two of them, and he looked at the younger one first.
"Qin An, Duke of the Wu Kingdom, protected the country for four hundred years and killed the two founders of the Realm. He relied on long-term hard work to overcome the obstacles." Lord Yinlu said, "But in the end, he could not understand the eternal principles, and his talent and strength were not as good as your descendants. Mediocre people.”
"The children are very promising." Qin An nodded in agreement. The Lord of Hidden Laws turned to look at the old man.
"Zhenwu General Zhang Hongzheng has traveled through time and space six times since the year 524 of the Yongguang Calendar. He is the realistic prototype of the Zhenwu Emperor's meme. He has cultivated the Huitian Technique to cultivate the constant principles of martial arts, and the Impermanence Technique has also created the realm of desolation. He is versatile in both civil and military affairs." Yinlu The Lord shook his head, "You have cultivated two eternal principles but have no means to reconcile them. Your early enlightenment will make it difficult for you to take a step forward in your life. Born in today's era, you will become the pinnacle alongside Yan Qi Qin Ming, and a thousand and five The knowledge from a hundred years ago can only make you a useless person. It's a pity for you."
"It's a pity." Zhang Hongzheng said, "Someone has to stumble before he knows how to take this road. I am the same as my apprentice."
Lord Yinlu nodded, with a hint of melancholy in his eyes.
"They are all old people who can't keep up with the times. Are the Imperial Capital planning to rely on two exhausted old men to stop me?"
"We two juniors can't bear the word 'old' like you." Qin An stood still, "You told us where we came from before, but you don't know how we should call you? 'Lingyang Afterimage'... ...or the secret law master control center?”
"It doesn't matter. He is the one who will defeat you after all. Don't worry about the title." Lord Yinlu said lightly, "They are all pillars of the empire. I will give you a chance to choose. I already have the power of the five realms at hand. Now let me take out the palace. The time and space dragon body under me. After the six realms are unified, I can fully control the real realm and protect the eternal light of the empire."
"Thank you." Qin An nodded, "The choice has been made."
When the words came out, Qin An jumped up as vigorously as an eagle, and his shaking military uniform coat blocked the sunlight in front of the Yinlu Lord. Qin An punched with one hand with his back to the sun. The extremely fierce and strong fist was like another round of majestic flames falling to the earth, burning the mountains and rivers with its scorching heat.
Secret Biography of Qin·Starfall.
This was a blow that once destroyed a country. Two hundred years ago, Qin An single-handedly penetrated the enemy's formation and killed the Chuangjie envoy who tried to split the land and divide the territory with one punch. Historians who did not know the truth recorded that on the day of the battle, strong winds blew off the banners, meteorites fell from the sky and crushed the rebel leaders to ashes. The empire's generals won a complete victory with the blessing of destiny. This fierce punch was once the key to setting up the battle, but now it is just Qin An's cover.
The real killing move was under the scorching sun. The old man rushed forward like an arrow from the string. The clear sword light was twisted into one by the true energy as the purple and green swords clashed, and it pierced the chest of the Yin Lu Lord.
It's still a frontal attack, it's still a Zhongzheng sword path, and the warriors' unique skill is always an upright attack. The meteor that breaks the formation can only serve as a foil before this sword. It is the immortal heart of Zhenguo, the true martial arts sword that Zhang Hongzheng has learned and condensed throughout his life!
Yin Luzhu pushed out with both hands at the same time, blocking Qin An's punch with the back of his left hand, and resisting Zhang Hongzheng's sword with the palm of his right hand. A flash of bright red appeared on his palm, and Zhang Hongzheng's sword pierced his skin, causing him to shed a drop of blood.
"Cultivation is very good." Lord Yinlu said, "You are proud of yourself."
He lowered his waist and exerted force, and the iconic power of the Red Emperor's martial arts turned into wisps of red lightning. The violent power was like ten thousand snakes dancing wildly, and the surging power burst out!
"The power of returning to heaven, the final state. The Red Emperor's Star-Suppressing Palm."
The meteorite broke and the swords were broken. Qin An and Zhang Hongzheng flew up upside down. The shaking power in their bodies made them vomit blood. The winner was decided at this moment. They were heroes who broke the army and protected the country, but that man was the strong one who suppressed the stars!
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"Your Highness, get out of the way."
In front of the imperial study room, Qin Qianbai silently took off the hairpin on his head. Chi Zijing blocked the door, flipping through an old notebook in his hand. Not only did he not retreat when he heard the sound, but he blocked the door even tighter.
"Qin Qianbai, you are not allowed to fight." He said calmly, "There are still powerful enemies who have not yet appeared, and you are currently the strongest fighting force in the imperial capital. If the plan goes wrong, we will only have to rely on you. If you lose, everything will be over. It’s all over, so you can’t move now, you can’t attack until we have a chance of winning.”
Qin Qianbai turned the hairpin into a long knife: "They are no match for those three people."
"They should just go and fight. It has nothing to do with life or death." Chi Zijing said.
Qin Qianbai looked at the prince in front of the door, as if he was meeting this man for the first time. There was no sadness or joy on Chi Zijing's face. He was even reading the notebook at this moment, as cold as a machine.
"Hiding behind the elders and relying on their desperate efforts to survive is an out-and-out cowardly act. But now that I am the prince of the empire and you are the warrior of Wanhua, you and I must consider the 'big picture'. If the 'big picture' requires it, I don’t mind being a coward when it comes to delaying time and gathering intelligence.”
"Qin Qianbai, I am not qualified to order you, so I ask you to watch with me." He closed the note in his hand, "Watch them fight...watch them lose."
"I am a Kaitian Warlock." Qin Qianbai said, "My overall goal is to fight first."
The Wanhua sword was slashed head-on. Qin Qianbai had made a decision. She would rather offend the prince than go to war. However, Chi Zijing closed his palms to clamp the blade. Blood oozed from his hands, and his eyes were as silent as the abyss. The overall situation was uncertain, and he had decided to hold back this willful warrior, and he thought of a way.
"I said I won't let you take action, and I will definitely stop you now." Akako Kei said, "If you force yourself to fight, I will try my best to hold Shigure Rei from helping. I don't mind helping Hadrian either. , help Lord Yinlu. If you leave the palace... you will be dead."
There was a gloomy black look in Chi Zijing's eyes, and Qin Qianbai knew that this man was not joking. He was serious. If he said he wouldn't go, he wouldn't go. Even if he watched his teacher and friend die, he would not leave the palace.
In a daze, Qin Qianbai thought of Yan Qi who was furious that night. Thirteen years later, she actually felt Yan Qi's depression.
So what if you have peerless power? So what if you are in the final state? You cannot change the will of others, nor can you change the overall situation of the outside world. It seems that you have many choices but not much that you can really do. Being caught between a dilemma and a dilemma, it's like being in a cage.
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Outside the city gate, Agent Will fell into the flood of death.
On the outskirts of Shenjing, Liu Zhongwu had lost consciousness.
In front of the palace hall, the old people who joined hands to attack were easily beaten away by the Yinlu Lord.
In the battle between floods and skyfire, the ancient capital city was crumbling, and the roars and groans were mixed with people's cries. Everything was as desperate as the murals predicting the end of the world in myths. It seemed that prosperity and stability were always an illusory illusion in front of us, and destruction and decline were destined. Finally.
The person who has the ability to influence the situation of the war is not in Shenjing.
Those who have the ability to stand up cannot join the battle.
The man who should have been the first to rush to the battlefield was in a dilemma in the cage thirteen years ago. In front of him are tens of millions of insensitive citizens, and behind him are billions of defenseless innocent people. There are still a few breaths left in his increasingly thin life, and he has to make a choice between these few breaths, the only right choice.
Various scenes from the outside world flowed through the light blue light curtain and reflected in Gongsun Ce's eyes. Mr. Lan crushed the light curtain in his hand, and his eyes showed sympathy for the first time. The laughter of tens of millions of people echoed in Gongsun Ce's ears, and his manic thoughts threatened to tear his soul into pieces. His hands were almost transparent. He clutched his chest tightly and bent down like a patient about to vomit.
Can't do it.
There is no way.
Gongsun Ce could not solve the problem.
This is a desperate situation tailor-made for him, and he can't find a way out no matter what. Gongsun Ce is not an omnipotent god, and he cannot always think of the best of both worlds. Reality is a cage that no one can break. Human beings have no choice but to lament and compromise. In the end, there is only one choice, only one choice -
The illusive hand dropped from his chest, and at the last moment Gongsun Ce straightened up suddenly, like a flag unwilling to bend. His roar cut across the numb sea of people, sweeping across the desperate imperial capital under the dark night.
"——Stop watching the show, Situ Yi!!"
Then, the laughter in Shenjing City stopped.
As a result, expressions other than smiles appeared on people's faces.
It is anger, sadness, excitement, sadness, the arrogance of a villain, and the pride of being rewarded for one's great ambitions. Trivial tinkling sounds rang out from deep in the alleyway, gongs and suonas stirred up the opening ceremony, and people whose expressions changed greatly during the melodious tunes spoke in unison and sang loudly:
"We were classmates, but ten years later we were enemies, full of grudges, and pretending to meet again; resourceful and resourceful, unable to predict future changes; brave and powerful, unable to maintain the prestige of the present. Yesterday the city was filled with sparkles, and tonight the palace walls are covered with snow and bones. That's right. I sigh that others are trapped in a cage, but I know that I am a prisoner!"
Gray and white silk threads fell like rain, and the ground in reality reversed like a mechanism. Wooden houses, stone buildings, buildings, and palaces were all hidden underground, and the poor background made of cardboard and iron frames was replaced. Brown old wood is stacked up, and between two large black pillars, a red curtain is hung down by silk threads to form a square stage.
There are couplets engraved on the pillars on both sides of the stage. The first couplet is "either a gentleman or a villain, or a talented man or a beautiful woman, you will see him when he comes out." The blood-red curtain slowly opened, and the tall and thin actor stood in the center with his back to everyone. The citizens of Shenjing in the audience began to cheer and cheer. The actor wore a high hat and a white robe, like an erratic ghost. He flicked his long sleeves and spoke in a long voice:
"Life is like dust, life is like ants, destiny ends, and disaster cannot be escaped. Happiness and joy are just right, but hatred and misfortunes come again. There is no fixed number in the world, and the joys and sorrows of separation and reunion are impermanent. The absurdity of the world is like a play, you just finish singing and I will appear!"
The strange world created by the stage drama suddenly expanded, and the sound of music covered the entire city of Shenjing. The erasure attack of the secret law disappeared at this moment. A brand-new power surpassed the mechanism of the dark side of the imperial capital. The control of emotions and thoughts was instantly controlled by another person!
Situ Yi chuckled and turned around, his wide long sleeves brushing his face, revealing his slender snake-like eyes. He bowed deeply to the audience, put his hands into his sleeves, and smiled cordially at Gongsun Ce.
"Spiritual Appearance·Creation of the Realm. Chaos Director Drama·Earthly Theater." Situ Yi said, "When a classmate is in trouble, it is his duty to do so. I wonder what classmate Gongsun's orders are?"
(End of chapter)
