"Your Majesty, something is wrong!"

In the Fengluan Palace, the female official Shangguan Wan'er hurriedly walked in. There was no figure on the phoenix chair, and the entire hall was empty and much colder.

When she came to the upper floor of the attic, she saw the empress standing by the window in plain red clothes, her lonely back a little lonely.

"Your Majesty, Xu Wenxuan, he ......"

She stepped forward to speak, but saw the empress wave her hand, and in an instant she stopped talking.

The Empress already knew what she was going to say, which is why she came here alone. As early as half a month ago, she said that the resolution of the Chang'an Night incident is not the end, but the beginning of everything seven years later.

And yesterday, the empress always looked like she had something on her mind, and sighed from time to time.

Shangguan Wan'er understood that the empress must have known that Xu Wenxuan would die early on, but she didn't want him to die, but she couldn't stop him.

Just like twenty years ago, everyone knew that Li Bai would die, and no one would want him to die, but he had to die.

The empress stood quietly at the window looking at the scenery outside the window, and Shangguan Wan'er stood aside and waited patiently.

It seems to be calm, but in fact, the undulating distraction lasted for half an hour, and the legs were a little numb when standing, but they must not show a trace of impatience.

"I want to see the lotus!" After a long silence, the empress said slowly.

When Tian Yuwei rushed to the Star Picking Tower, the crowd that he thought would be disordered turned out to be orderly, and everyone looked sad, but there was never that kind of riot scene.

"Look, everyone doesn't want to worry about the God of War after he dies, even if he is sad, let him leave quietly!" Di Renjie pointed to the crowd and said to Cheng Yaoxue.

Looking at the people who were in grief in front of her, Cheng Yaoxue suddenly felt that the pain in her heart had been reduced a lot. Perhaps it is true as the saying goes: happiness can be shared, and pain can also be shared.

And, I'm afraid, there are people who are more sad than anyone else now.

"By the way, does the Divine General know about this?"

"I don't know, my father went out early in the morning, and I haven't found him yet. ”

In Chang'an Academy, the roads where people came and went in the past, the training ground where battles continued, and the classrooms where joy continued, were now empty. Chang'an College, which has tens of thousands of people, is rare to be so quiet for the first time.

"It's really a little uncomfortable!"

Early in the morning, guests came to the bamboo house.

Li Qinglian was cooking in the kitchen when she heard Luna's scolding from Luna who was cleaning the yard outside. When I went out, I saw her holding a broom with a vigilant face, and at the door stood a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties full of tendons.

"What are you doing here?"

"Something!"

"Something?"

Cheng Yanjin lifted the two jars of wine in his hand, as well as a package of dried beef, and grinned: "Drink two cups!"

The smoke cleared over the kitchen, the kitchen fell silent, and Luna began to work again after eating, carrying buckets from the river to the vegetable garden to water them.

Li Qinglian and Shenjiang were sitting around the stone table in the courtyard, there were a few dishes on the table and they didn't move much, but the two large jars of wine had already faintly bottomed out.

After drinking one cup after another, the god general was already a little drunk, his rough cheeks were slightly red, and the whole person was a little fluttering.

"Usually I came to play chess with that old guy who was not missing, and there were so many people in the academy that they all rushed over to ask for autographs when they saw me. It's a good day, I haven't seen anyone all the way, which makes me a little unaccustomed......"

With that, he took another drink, followed by another loud hiccups.

Li Qinglian sat opposite and listened quietly, eating from time to time with chopsticks in hand, the cups on the table were empty, and there was not a drop of wine.

When he drank on time, seeing that Li Qinglian didn't drink a drop of wine, Cheng Yanjin couldn't help but be a little bored, shook his head and sighed: "Alas! I think you were not drunk in a thousand cups at the beginning, and you were addicted to alcohol, and every time I drank with you, I was the happiest." But I just can't figure it out, how can you do it without getting a drop of wine now? This wine, this precious thing, isn't it fragrant?"

Li Qinglian looked at the wine jar, "Fragrant!"

"Then why don't you drink it?"

"I've never drunk alcohol!" Li Qinglian said to him: "Also, my name is Li Qinglian, I am not a wine sword fairy, I don't like wine, and I can't drink!"

The sound is not loud or small, but it is very penetrating. Cheng Yanjin stared at him with wide eyes, and after a long time, he laughed and drank the wine in one gulp, and said to him seriously: "You said that you are not Li Bai, who believes it?"

"There are many people, Chang'an people, Da Zhou people, mainland people......

"Who can these people represent?" Cheng Yanjin interrupted him, "Recognized things always start from the top. Li Bai's fame in the world began with the upper class, and then led to the general population. The same decision is made on who is Li Bai's reincarnation, which is also decided by the upper echelons. Those people you are talking about, to be honest, it doesn't matter to them at all who Li Bai is, they just want Li Bai to live!"

"Alive, hoping for a dead man?"

In the face of Li Qinglian's sneer, Cheng Yanjin looked a little helpless, "Sometimes it's like this, only when that person dies will people understand the meaning of his existence, but most of the regrets are irreparable." But Li Bai is different, the Book of Heaven predicts that he will come back, and so does the Tianji Pavilion, which makes people have hope in their hearts, and this hope will continue to swell as time goes by. ”

"If hope is uncontrollable, it will be a disaster!" Li Qinglian said.

Cheng Yanjin nodded, "That's right, this is what everyone is worried about." From the initial prophecy to the present, this hope has become a kind of prayer, and the wine sword immortal Li Bai has also been infinitely deified and has become a kind of faith. Many places have started now, and there are not a few guys who use the name of sword immortals to control people's hearts. It doesn't matter who Li Bai is, what matters is which side Li Bai will choose!"

Li Qinglian took a deep breath, put down her chopsticks, supported her chin in one hand and lit it on the stone table with the other hand, there seemed to be thousands of thoughts in her eyes.

Cheng Yanjin didn't say anything anymore, raised his wine glass and wanted to drink it again, but there was no wine in the wine glass.

"Oh! ”

Hearing the news of Xu Wenxuan's death, Li Xin, who was dealing with the placement of the child, quickly rushed to the Star Picking Tower, and then saw the standing corpse.

"Why?"

He fell to his knees, his eyes filled with disbelief. He will experience the strength of the other party, and he will experience it, just like this, a person will die, and he will die quietly.

It's unimaginable and unbelievable.

"Why do you have that expression?"

"Sad!"

"But don't you want to kill him?"

"I didn't know the truth at the time, that's why I ......"

"And what do you think now?"

Under the continuous questioning, his heart fell into an infinitely complex and intertwined disorder, as if there were two people talking.

He raised his head and looked at the tens of thousands of people who were so sad, their pain was no less than that of Chen Wenye and Xiaoyou.

The sadness on his expression seemed to have lost his dearest and most precious person, Xu Wenxuan changed from his previous image of being a bully to being so considerate of the people now. And in a moment, the bottom line he adhered to collapsed again.

Who is right and who is wrong?

The corpse of the god of war will have many people on their minds, whether it is a person with evil thoughts or bad tastes, so it is very important to deal with the problem of corpses.

With such a powerful being, the corpse will not change in the sun. His skin is as radiant as bronze, his muscles are in harmony, and every hair is powerful.

Tian Yuwei wanted to move the body away, but was stopped by the people.

"Look, he's alive!"

"He's standing there so well, how can you say he's dead?"

"The youngest god of war in the Great Zhou, recognized as a first-day genius on the mainland, how could he be killed?"

After a series of inquiries, the Heavenly Feather Guards were also confused, looking at the standing battle body, it seemed that he was still alive as people said.

In the end, it was Di Renjie who came forward to solve the problem, as the iron-faced and selfless Dali Temple in everyone's hearts, no one stopped him this time.

"My lord, is Brother God of War really dead?" the child asked, hugging his thigh.

He squatted down and pinched the child's nose and asked, "What's the matter, little one, do you know him?"

"I don't know, but every day when I go to the study to read and pass by here, I will see him standing in front of the Star Picking Tower. Sir, they all said that he was standing here to protect us, so every time I saw him, I was relieved. But now that everyone says he's dead, won't there be anyone to protect us from now on?"

The adults around them are all unspeakable, and the myth of invincibility that they once created for children is now ruthlessly punctured by them.

"How could it be!" Di Renjie rubbed the child's head with a smile and said to him: "Xu Wenxuan is the god of war, no one can kill him, the adults are all joking, he is just asleep." ”

"Really, don't lie to me!" the child stopped crying, and looked at him with teary eyes.

"I'm Master Di, don't lie!"

After saying that, Di Renjie stood up and walked to Xu Wenxuan's corpse, holding a golden flame and purple thunder and lightning in each hand. After fusing the two forces into one, they pulled away with force, and the powerful power instantly spread throughout the entire square, and the interweaving of flames and thunder and lightning completely isolated the square from the outside world.

"It's ...... The power of heaven!" Li Xin looked at the scene in front of him in astonishment.

During his studies, he learned that there are many mysterious powers in this world. Spirit and qi are the two major sources of power in the world, and the power above them is innumerable, but only a very small number of people will have these powers, and among them, it is known as the power of heaven in the hands of the chosen one.

The power of heaven from the Heavenly Dao has the power to possess not only the destruction of heavenly punishment, but also living beings.

"This guy, this is going against the sky!"

Seeing that the barrier on the square was about to be unable to support it, Li Xin didn't care about anything and hurriedly rushed over to the front of the crowd, holding a blunt sword in his hand and inserting it into the ground hard, and a wide crack stretched straight to the left and right, completely isolating the square from the crowd.

"My lord, what is he doing here?" asked Cheng Yaoxue anxiously.

Li Xin looked at Di Renjie in the enchantment with a tense face, and said in a low voice: "He wants to grab people's heads with the sky!"