Wei Tingting stepped into the office, and as soon as she sat down, Mei Yi gloated and told her that the minister was looking for her and asked her to go to the office.

"Do you know what's going on?" asked Wei Tingting.

Mei Yi smiled and said, "It must be a reminder, can you still guess?"

Sure enough, after Wei Tingting promised that she would deliver the manuscript before getting off work today, the minister finally let her go. Wei Tingting sat in her seat, thinking that the manuscript had not yet been shadowed, her head was big for a while. Although the salary of "United Life Weekly" is high, but the pressure is also great, since I came here to work, overtime has become commonplace, for this matter, Wei Tingting was not less said by her parents, but there is no way, who wants to be an overtime dog!

Time is tight and the task is heavy, but she didn't have the heart to write, she stayed up until midnight last night to finish reading the new chapter of "Hero" that she had accumulated, and now her mind is still thinking about the plot, and the novel is almost at the end. The nameless story is finally finished, how will he face the King of Qin? How will the King of Qin resist the nameless "ten steps and one kill"? And the last lovers of the Remnant Sword and Feixue, will they join hands with the world or die with their bodies?...... All this made Wei Tingting worried, and even last night's sleep was intermittent, and she slept extremely uncomfortable.

Thinking that the book would be finished today, Wei Tingting hurriedly opened the webpage, although she had just read it at breakfast, she couldn't wait to know the final answer.

The comment section was much more lively than ever, everyone was waiting for the finale of "Heroes", and there were all kinds of speculations, opinions and noise.

Tang Shuang has finished writing the ninth and final chapter of "Heroes", "Thorn or Not Thorn, Handed Over to the Nameless". At this point, the book is finally finished, this is Tang Shuang's first book after coming to this world, and he is a little reluctant in his heart.

After Tang Shuang handed over the new chapter to Li Haonan, this guy watched it by himself, but he didn't upload it until the evening, in his words, it was to boil up the readers, stir up the atmosphere, and make everyone restless!

This made Wei Tingting miserable, she kept brushing all morning, but there was no left waiting, no right waiting, waiting for the minister's reminder again, only to find that the manuscript that she had handed in after work had not written a word! When she got home from work, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, and she was exhausted and ate the dinner prepared by Li Xiuli, and she took out her mobile phone to refresh the homepage of "Hero" again, which made her refreshed!

"Madan! It's finally updated, and the old lady has been killed. "A literary young woman was tortured by Tang Shuang, no!

- Thorn or not, hand over to namelessness

The nameless story is finished! The black-pressed guards gathered outside the main hall. In the square outside the door, there are also hundreds of officials waiting for black pressure. King Qin and Nameless looked at each other with complicated eyes. King Qin finally understood that since Nameless entered the palace, the reason why he had withheld it and repeatedly showed his murderous aura, but he had not really assassinated, was only because the remnant sword had planted a question in Nameless's heart.

King Qin asked, "What two words did the remnant sword send you?"

Gazing at King Qin namelessly, the two words seemed to have a thousand weights, and they were pressed heavily! The faint sound of the wind was like the situation when the remnant sword was entrusted.

He couldn't help but think of the scene when the remnant sword cut off one of its arms: "I am willing to exchange one arm for another, and from now on there is no right hand of the remnant sword in the world, and there is no invincible remnant sword!

Nameless closed his eyes and finally slowly said those two words: "The world!"

Nameless: "The remnant sword wants me to give up for the sake of the world!" He wants me to understand that a person's pain is not pain compared to the people of the world, and the hatred between Zhao and Qin is no longer hatred when it is put into the world!"

"The world?!" King Qin muttered to himself, his heart was extremely shocked, this mighty king of the sea couldn't help but burst into tears at this moment, he was no longer cold, no longer as majestic as iron.

"In the past ten years, the widow has been lonely, how many reproaches and plots have he endured! Unexpectedly! The best understanding of the widow in the world is actually the assassin wanted by the widow!" The heroes cherished each other, and the king of Qin was full of tears, indulging his inner feelings.

At this moment, King Qin was no longer afraid of death, he flicked his hand and threw the flying snow sword on the desk to Nameless, "You are for the world, decide this sword!

After speaking, King Qin turned around steadily!

King Qin didn't move! The nameless heart was moved, and it was also chaotic!

King Qin stared deeply at the huge "sword" character hanging from it, this word, full of vigor and vigor, dripping with ink, was the mind of the remnant sword.

He understood! "The two words that the remnant sword gave you mean that it no longer matters whether to stab or not! Qin will unify the six countries, and it is imperative that the general trend has been achieved. A person's life and death cannot change the world. The general trend of the world, the remnant sword has long been seen through! But what is the world? It is what the people hope for and what the people want!"

King Qin sighed: "That is not to kill, it is peace!"

The nameless sword trembled.

……

Flying snow and remnant swords galloped wildly in the yellow sand, and finally saw the flag clearly!

A yellow flag! Hunting in the wind! The old servant held the flag and burst into tears.

Feixue slowly closed her eyes, and two lines of tears of sadness and disappointment rolled down from the corners of her eyes. The remnant sword looked at Feixue, her eyes melancholy and apologetic! Feixue was furious, as if she had met an enemy! She hit her horse and rushed forward, knocking the remnant sword over!

"Nameless is ten steps closer to King Qin, and his sword will not miss!" So, there is only one explanation-" Feixue said slowly and angrily, "Nameless gave up! What did you say when Nameless left?"

Remnant Jian: "Actually, I only wrote two words. ”

Blizzard: "What two words?"

The remnant sword was stunned: "The world." ”

Feixue smiled sadly and bitterly: "The world!

"And you!"

Feixue laughed again, and the smile was desolate: "I don't believe it anymore. ”

She coldly and resolutely drew her saber and said to the remnant sword: "You have harmed me, you have harmed the nameless, you have harmed the heroes of the sky, and you have harmed our Zhao Kingdom! You are not worthy of being a swordsman! Draw your sword!"

Feixue's cold accusations made the remnant sword unforgettable! He closed his eyes, as if he had returned to a dream, to the snowy night when he met Feixue, very beautiful and very quiet.

Blizzard is out of the sword. This is a concise sword that cuts through the sunset!

The remnant sword slammed into hers faster than even her sword!

Feixue wanted to collect the sword, but she couldn't dodge it! The long sword was like a rainbow, piercing through the body of the remnant sword!

"Do you believe that I have you in my heart now!" said a bitter smile on the dry chapped lips of the remnant sword.

Feixue hissed and asked, "Why don't you raise your sword, why don't you raise your sword?"

Feixue couldn't cry silently, and could only repeat this sentence repeatedly.

But the eyes of the remnant sword have been closed! Feixue's call, he can no longer hear it!

Two men stood on their posts.

In the distance, the sunset in the sky is poignant.

Flying Snow: "I'll take you home now, back to our home!"

Suddenly, she clenched her sword and thrust it back!

A long sword pierced through the bodies of the two of them, closely connecting the remnant sword with the flying snow!

The sunset cries blood, the desert is boundless, and the low evening breeze seems to be groaning!

Red, the red of the desert, is also red, and the flying snow and the remnant sword that hug each other tightly are also reflected red!

On the sand hill, a life-and-death couple stayed there like this, never separated.

……

The main gate of the Qin Palace was wide open! Ten thousand arrows stood on the gate, and the soldiers of the Qin army solemnly carried a body covered by a red cloth out of the palace, and the wind suddenly rose, the flag was flying, the wind and clouds dispersed, and the sky was thousands of miles long!

King Qin saw this, tears welled up in his eyes, and he whispered to himself: "The world!"