A leaf of sycamore falls, and the world knows autumn!

There is an old sycamore tree in the capital of the Zhou Kingdom, and no one knows when it will be there, which may be longer than the history of the Zhou Kingdom. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoOn such a day as the Shangsi Festival, the old sycamore is dressed up extraordinarily gorgeously, and the couples of the Zhou Kingdom compete to pray under the tree, and the lovesickness is inseparable.

What no one knows is that the sycamore tree has come to life, and of course its spirit is no longer the one it was born from, but belongs to a soul from another world.

Dong Xizheng was originally an ordinary college student in a university, and if there is a difference, only his imagination is unbridled. Science and engineering majors have a writer's heart, when others are busy falling in love and playing games, he is in a daze thinking about his novels, his classmates laugh at him for being a nerd, he is not angry, he thinks about his own business.

"As soon as the sycamore leaves, the world knows autumn. The sycamore tree is really a sad plant, implying lovesickness, but it can't make lovers eventually become married. When reading the story about Wutong, Dong Xizheng couldn't help but sigh. He kept the habit of reading for half an hour every day before bedtime, which, in his own words, not only helped him remember more but also helped him sleep, and his roommates were already surprised by his strange behavior.

"Sissy, it's time to sleep. Roommate Pan Sen turned off the light in the bedroom after a urging, and although Dong Xizheng was very dissatisfied, he could only close his eyes and sleep. But I don't know why, he used to sleep very well, but he can't sleep today.

"Sycamore, Sycamore......" Dong Xizheng seemed to fall asleep after tossing for a long time, in his dream he seemed to turn into a sycamore tree, planted in a barren land, and then I don't know how long it took for him to be surrounded by people, a city, and finally a national capital.

The flow of people continued to shuttle, and now that country has become one of the most powerful countries on the mainland, and he is the only plane tree planted with him. Probably Sycamore has always been lonely.

Dong Xizheng's dream did not wake up, and he will not wake up again, he found that he had crossed over. "Bad luck, everyone is a young master's martial arts wizard or something, no matter how bad it is, it's a person after all, I'm good, I just became a tree, is there anyone more unlucky than me?"

Crossing into a tree, Dong Xizheng, who has watched too many time travel dramas, is not uncomfortable, and he has already cursed in his heart for this crossing. Although Dong Xizheng was more wooden in his previous life, he was actually just sullen, in his own words, he didn't have the consciousness of being a tree at all, and his daughter-in-law paralyzed me before she got married, is this right for my parents?

After abusing in his heart for a few days, Dong Xizheng finally accepted his fate, the tree is the tree, it's a big deal to sleep every day. That's right, our student Dong Xizheng told you with his own personal experience that trees can sleep, and it is still several days to sleep, of course, this has a lot to do with Dong's own laziness.

Dong Xizheng slept for many days, but when he woke up, he was speechless, only to see that his whole body was full of bells, concentric locks, ribbons, etc., and countless men and women were still worshipping him devoutly.

"Don't bully the tree like this, although I am a tree, but I also have discipline, why do you hang things for me if you have nothing to do, why kneel to me, and treat me as a magic stick?" Dong Xizheng began to complain in his heart again. Fortunately, he can't speak, otherwise the people of Zhou would not have cut him down, of course, this is a joke, this sycamore has a very high status in the hearts of the Zhou people.

Thirty miles outside the city of Zhou.

"Master Hou, when will you attack?" It was Zi Chuan who spoke, and there was still a Zi Yi Hou standing beside him.

"In another half an hour, let the people of Zhou enjoy this peaceful day again, I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future. The purple-clothed marquis said in a deep voice, no longer in the Chu State. "Zhaofeng, this sinner is still up to me after all, this war launched today is destined to be a massacre, do you really care about anything for the sake of victory?" Ziyi Hou lamented in his heart.

"Master Hou, it's time. "Zichuan is like a purple-clothed marquis.

"Let's go, tell the soldiers, try not to hurt the people. Ziyi Hou said.

"This" "Try your best." Before Zichuan could speak, Ziyi Hou said slowly.

"Let's go. Zi Chuan stood in front of the army and gave orders, and in front of him were 30,000 of the most elite Chu divisions, sneaking into the vicinity of the Zhou State in batches, ready to attack.

The capital of the Zhou Kingdom

The people of Zhou are still immersed in the carnival of the festival, and the Shangsi Festival is their most important festival, which is extremely grand

"There are enemy troops, enemy attack! enemy attack!" a Zhou soldier shouted from the city wall.

In the next moment, a bow and arrow pierced his chest, and the soldiers and civilians of the Zhou State realized the seriousness of the situation, and organized personnel to assemble at the city gate, but it was still too late, everyone was immersed in the carnival, and there were very few soldiers defending the city, almost nothing, and the 30,000 iron cavalry of the Chu State broke through the city and began a massacre.

This is the capital of the Zhou State, and it is the Shangsi Festival, almost densely packed with people, and the bloodthirsty Chu army will cut down people when they see them, whether they are old or young. Although the Marquis of Ziyi has been reminded, this is actually Emperor Chu's Praetorian Guard, and Emperor Chu just asked him to be a scapegoat for history.

The emperor of Zhou reacted, and 8,000 Janissaries went to resist, and the 300,000 troops of Zhou who were stationed in a hundred miles outside the city of Zhou also rushed to the rescue after receiving the news.

The soldiers of the Chu State were still in the inhumane slaughter, and the Zhou Praetorian Guards were also on the verge of collapse in the battle with them, and the blood spread throughout the capital and spread to the palace.

Outside the palace, countless people and even the royal family of the Zhou Kingdom knelt down in front of the plane tree.

"Wutong God, save our Zhou Kingdom, Zhou Kingdom is about to die. "It was the emperor of the Zhou State who spoke.

"Wutong God, save Zhou Guo. Tens of thousands of people of Zhou prayed together, revealing despair, which was really sad for those who heard it, and weeping for those who saw it.

They knew that they had little hope of survival, so they pinned their hopes on their sacred tree, the Sycamore.

"I want to help you, but I'm not a god, at most a god, how can I do it. To be honest, Dong Xizheng was moved, he was not a hero, but in the face of such a situation, he really hoped that he would really know how to spell and save them.

The army of Chu is approaching the palace, and it seems that the army of Zhou will not be able to catch up with the rescue, and what is the use of coming again when the country is dead.

"Your Majesty, go quickly, we will block the enemy army for you, and you can still rise in our Zhou country. The people of Zhou said one after another.

"Father, let's go, I'll meet the enemy. "The crown prince of Zhou led the last few hundred guards to rush towards the Chu army.

"Chong'er. Why bother? You treat me like this, how can I be willing to leave the Zhou State, I swear to live and die with the Zhou State!"

"Swear to live and die with the Zhou State. The crowd shouted.

Zhou is their home, and if their home is gone, how can they be happy and how can they survive.

In the end, the state of Zhou was destroyed, and Emperor Zhou also fulfilled his promise and martyred the country, and there was no more Zhou country in the world.

Dong Xizheng will never forget that day, right in front of him, countless people were like moths to a fire, constantly rushing to the Chu army, defending the last dignity of the Zhou State, countless blood sprinkled on his branches, more and more, more and more, until his body was still flowing, as if telling unwillingness.

"If I become a human again, I will avenge the people of Zhou!! never forget this history, and I am willing to protect Zhou forever. Dong Xizheng's eyes revealed a firmness.