The Sword Dynasty

Bai Shanshui and Zhao Si glanced at each other without saying anything.

Because they all know that just like what Ye Zhengxiu is doing now, as long as many things start, they will not stop.

Since Lin Zhuojiu believes that they can be trusted, they have begun to tell them some old things and they have begun to tell more about the things they should pay attention to when they are fighting against Zheng Xiu and Yuan Wu, and they will not stop. .

"After Yuanwu ascended the throne, so many people were killed and so many books burned, not just to wipe out Wang Jingmeng's existence."

"Many people know that Zheng Xiu is cruel, but they still underestimate her cruelty."

Lin Zhuojiu smiled sarcastically, as they thought, and went on sentence by sentence.

"One reason he had to go to Changling was because of Yangshan County."

"He was born in Yangshan County. After initiating the change of Changling, Zheng Xiu sent him a letter. If the content of the letter was that if he did not go to Changling, she ordered the army to slaughter Yangshan County and thirteen Yangshan County. City, even women and children are not let go."

"In order to convince him of her determination, she slaughtered a city directly. At that time, the army of the city was the killing army."

"That's Jiao Weicheng?" Zhao Si's breathing began to become unsmooth, "So it wasn't Chu Army who slaughtered the city at that time?"

"The Chu army was slaughtered by the killing army, but was forced to carry a black pot."

Lin Zhuojiu said sarcastically: "Even after he went to Changling in accordance with the agreement and eventually died in Changling, Yangshan County was still ceded to Chu by her. Chu Diping got a big benefit, but there was no The voice made the Chu army bear a black pot."

Bai Shanshui's complexion became more ugly. "So the Bashan Jianchang was destroyed because of the same method?"

"That's not true."

Lin Zhuojiu fell silent and said, "At that time, there was a disagreement at Bashan Jianchang."

"It has nothing to do with the betrayal of some minority people."

"Yan Xinlan felt that his death was just to put this thing to an end. She also decided to follow his final intentions, not wanting to build us for a long time, sacrificing a lot of talent to complete the things, and some of us did not want to Complete."

"This is a different choice. Just like some people in Changling now, some people choose to educate themselves and become great. They want to see the birth of an unprecedented dynasty, domination of the world, and no battle. This was also That man’s dream... However, many people have a hard time."

"After all, the dragons are headless and not as cold as Zheng Xiu."

Lin Zhuojiu was silent for a long time, and then said: "He is not just an invincible symbol of Bashan Jianchang, the most important thing is that he is the head of the dragons. No one thought that he would lose him first... In short, the strongest Bashan sword in the world. Field, it's so messy."

"Actually, there is no chance. If there is a chance, I would love to see him before he dies. I want to hear his final opinion. For this whole world and opinions about Zheng Xiu and Yuan Wu."

"Is the archer handing over the world to Zheng Xiu and Yuan Wu, let Zheng Xiu and Yuan Wu do what we want to build an unprecedented dynasty, or something else?"

No one said anything.

Because everyone's views and ways of doing things are different.

Some people, some things, according to some of the other people's views and ways of doing things, may be silly, but they are still enough to be admired by them.

The most important thing is that Lin's hypothesis cannot be established.

Because they can't go back to the person when he died in battle.

Perhaps it was difficult for that person to make a decision at that time, especially when he found that he could not completely control everything, he could no longer make choices for others.

"I've been very good in the big floating water cell all these years. At least I can listen, but I can't do much."

Lin Bojiu’s voice broke the dead silence again, “So now I can’t decide what to do next. Since the nine dead silkworms can save me all without a plan, I want to listen to his opinions and listen to him Views on this world."

Lin Zhuojiu raised his head, glanced over the faces of Bai Shanshui and Zhao Si, and slowly smiled, "You are all dragons crossing the river, and they can make you gather together... he is the dragon's head."

The river was silent again.

These words of Lin Zhuojiu contain too much information, too much past and present, and what will happen in the future.

But thinking about the young man who accomplished the incredible thing, Bai Shanshui and Zhao Si naturally thought that Lin Bojiu's words made sense.

"There are also things to be thankful... Some people in Bashan Jianchang, as they were then, may not agree with my idea, but they will certainly have a good impression on the nine dead silkworms, at least they will not become our enemies." Lin Bojiu expressed some emotions Said softly and contentedly.

"It's just after tonight, we are in Changling, but we are really lonely ghosts."

At this moment, a gentle and quiet voice rang out on the vast water.

A black boat accompanied by black mist appeared quietly on the water, not far from the boat where they were.

A rickety old man on the bow of the ship was holding a pig. Behind him was a woman holding a piano. In the cabin behind the woman, a young man was sitting.

"Young people are recovering fast."

Lin Zhuojiu looked at the young man and couldn't help laughing.

Bai Shanshui looked at him, but there was a hint of red on his cheek.

It's just that after all, she is a big courage, a big inverse.

So she immediately smiled arrogantly and said, "It's good not to die. What I said never counts."

Zhao Si glanced at her, and inexplicably smiled, and said: "It's a coincidence, today seems to be the day of Qixi and Queqiao meeting."

...

"Today happens to be the seventh day of the night."

Ye Celian stood at the head of the bridge and looked at the place where the sky pillar disappeared. She heard the footsteps behind her, but did not turn her head. Then she heard such a familiar voice.

"If you are affectionate, you are affectionate, and if you are merciless, you are ruthless.

She didn't look back, said indifferently.

Chen Jianshou, who was wearing a crimson robe but still hard to hide the lonely and musty smell, looked at her back, but inexplicably smiled and said, "It is perfect to be able to stand behind you and look at you. "

Ye Celen didn't answer anymore, but she didn't leave, just stood at the bridge and looked at the night sky there.

Chen Jianshou didn't say anything, just looked at the night sky from her with a distance of more than ten feet, but his pale lips had a faint smile.

...

"Nine dead silkworms are here, she and Yuanwu will not be happy."

"But she and Yuanwu will not die, nor will I be happy."

After Ding Ning said these two words, the voice of Sun Qingxue, the longest son in the darkness, no longer sounded, just as Wu Tongluo was used to, which meant that the dialogue between the two ended.

However, Ding Ning did not return to his bed, but walked to the room where Sun Qianxue, the long dark end.

"What do you want to do?"

Chang Sun Qingxue's cold voice sounded, with a hint of ice cold.

Ding Ning said: "Help me heal."

A killing intent appeared in the palm of his hand pushing out the door.

"Not because today is Tanabata."

Ding Ning shook his head and said softly in a serious voice: "Just because he survived."

Long Sun Qianxue was standing behind the door, her face was still cold, but her eyelashes kept beating, and her heart suddenly was malicious, and she couldn't help saying: "What do you say about Zheng Xiu and Yuan Wu today?"

"Same dreams in the same bed."

Ding Ning smiled faintly: "There are so many different dreams in the same bed today, so why care about these adulterers**."

Don't care, perhaps it is the attitude required by Chang Sun Qianxue.

Not caring means another kind of caring.

Ding Ning reached out and pushed open the door, and walked in.