Above the mound.

The broken Jingo was stained with blood.

The sky reddened by dusk was filled with howling winds.

"At the end of the five virtues, I am Mude and the co-master of the world."

Looking at the wounded man in front of him, Gao Xin sighed faintly.

"Poor cicada, don't be obsessed anymore."

"Obsession...... Not enlightened? ”

The whole body was full of sharp blades, and the poor cicada who had been pierced through the chest by a spear smiled with difficulty.

All around, all of his men had been killed. Now he is the only one left alive.

Surrounded by the rebels and thieves in front of him and his men.

"Gao Xinhou, guilty of rebellion...... And said I ...... Bigotry? How did my father die...... You and I know it!! ”

"I said it...... My uncle's death has nothing to do with me. ”

"Nonsense! Not you...... Can it still be a ghost!? ”

Spirits......

Gao Xin slowly closed his eyes.

Feng Bo walked to Gao Xin's side and raised the long sword in his hand.

"Wang, will you let me ......?"

"Nope."

Gao Xin shook his head and waved his hand to get Feng Bo to step aside.

"Fengyang, since the great-ancestor (Yellow Emperor), you are the fourth Fengbo, right?"

"Yes......"

"Before I knew it, it was already the fourth." Gao Xin looked sadly at the poor cicada in front of him who was already on the verge of dying, "You and I are both descendants of our great-ancestors, why bother killing each other?" ”

"You still remember your great-grandfather!!

The cicada screamed, then coughed up a patch of blood.

"Remember great-grandfather...... Hahaha...... Then why did you kill your father!? ”

"I said that my uncle's death had nothing to do with me!!"

Gao Xin slammed the long sword in his hand against the poor cicada's neck.

"The Spirits are the real murderers!!"

"Are you trying to say that my brother, who is also the son of my father, killed my father? Do you think I'll believe that!? ”

Dǐng the long sword that Gao Xin had placed around his neck, and the poor cicada slowly stood up. ●dǐng●diǎn●小●say,.●.o$s_();

"Father...... I have already decided to pass on the co-lord throne to you, but I only need to wait a few more years...... Wait a few more years...... Can't you even wait for a few years!? ”

"Poor cicada !!"

"Kill me!!"

The poor cicada stared at Gao Xin's with wide blood-colored eyes.

"But...... Gao Xinhou, I will curse you! ”

"The bloodline will curse you for generations!"

"You, and your children and grandchildren, will never be at peace!! You are in the same vein, and you will kill each other! ”

"Your offspring! He will bear the name of a rebel and a thief for generations! ”

"Since...... Since you are so eager for the name of the co-master, then good! ”

"The co-master is blessed by the dragon vein, I can't help it, but--you better expect your children and grandchildren to always be the co-master! Otherwise, none of the descendants of the co-owner will survive twenty-five years!!!! ”

"Bastard !!"

Enraged, Gao Xin closed his eyes and commanded his long sword.

The descendants of the Zhuan Xuan, the poor cicada, died tragically on this mound.

Heavy rain poured down, and heaven and earth mourned together.

Looking at the poor cicada that had lost its life, Feng Bo took a deep breath.

"King, this matter ......"

"Summons—"

"Yes!"

"——Let's just say, I'm in the same vein, and I'll guard the Middle Earth Divine Prefecture for generations to come, and I will not hesitate to pay the price for the future generations to see the twenty-sixth spring and autumn years alive."

“…… Be! ”

Closing his eyes, Gao Xin's mind was always echoing with the curse of the poor cicada before he died.

- Your children and grandchildren will kill each other!

[Hopefully...... My exploits as co-masters can weaken this curse a little.]

[Dragon, from now on, I have a Gaoxin lineage, and you, and your descendants-]

[Eternity, eternity, not the heavens!!! 】

According to historical records, the Zhuan clan collapsed and the Gao Xin clan succeeded to the throne.

History said, Emperor Yu.

Emperor Yu's third son, Shunhou, was the co-master, and then, Yu, the descendant of Yu, was the co-master, and Yu Ziqi was the co-owner of his own lineage, abolishing Zen and changing the hereditary, but was destroyed by Shang Tang, the descendant of the second son of the emperor.

However, the descendants of Emperor Yu's eldest son, Ji Zhou, destroyed Shang.

Later, the descendants of Gaotao, the grandson of the Gaoyang clan, got the surname Ying, destroyed Zhou, and seized the artifact.

Later, the descendants of the Zhou people, surnamed Ji, branched out and won the world.

Liu Hanbang, Ji's surname Xu, and Hao's descendant Sima took his place.

According to the research of later generations, the surname Yang of Sui, the surname of Tang Li, the surname of Zhao of Song, and the surname Zhu of Ming are all related to the surname Ji of the Zhou royal family.

The cold touch on her cheeks woke Mu Yue up.

When I opened my eyes, I subconsciously reached out and touched the corners of my eyes, and the moist touch was conveyed through my fingertips.

"Yes...... Tears? ”

“…… Me, asleep? ”

Looking around, it was no longer the battlefield of the Makino War where it was before.

In its place, there is a dimly lit tunnel.

There are permanent lights on the walls on both sides, and the air does not appear to be muddy.

It doesn't look like there's a ventilator here, so it's probably some kind of technique at work.

Mu Yue shook his head, he seemed to have a dream.

After seeing the banner surnamed Jiang on the battlefield of Muye, Mu Yue fell asleep in a daze.

In the dream, he seemed to have personally experienced the battle for the co-lord of the emperor and the poor cicada, the son of the emperor.

"Gao Xinhou...... Poor cicada...... 魍魉......"

Mu Yue suddenly covered her heart.

When mentioning the poor cicada, Mu Yue felt guilty for no reason. However, when I think of the dragon, I can't suppress the deep disgust.

"That dream...... Is it true? ”

Mu Yue knew that his surname was derived from Gao Xin, which meant that he was also a descendant of Emperor Yu.

If everything in the dream is true, then it seems plausible to feel disgusted and angry at the mention of the spirit.

But it's really incredible.

Will the grudges of thousands of years ago really continue to the present?

"It seems...... There is always a fog in history, and the legend is that the emperor of the Zen throne is really like this? Did he attain the position of god and Buddha after the Zen position, or was he really killed by his own son? ”

After thinking about it for a long time, Mu Yue suddenly laughed.

"I'm really, I can't think of anything here."

So, he began to look at the tunnel he was currently in.

With the help of the permanent lights on the walls on both sides, there is no major visual problem.

The tunnel descends and seems to lead to the depths of the earth's core.

Turning around, there was an eerie darkness, as if to prevent Mu Yue from leaving.

Biting her lip and thinking about it for a long time, Mu Yue decided to follow the tunnel to see what she could find.

He still remembered that the purpose of coming to the Qishan Forbidden Land was to soothe the bones of the Buddha.

It's just that I didn't expect a series of incidents to happen as soon as I entered here. First separated from everyone, then experienced the Makino War, and then had a strange dream.

"I don't know what happened to Mengzhu and them...... Let's hope it's okay. ”

Moving forward like this, I don't know how long I have gone, Mu Yue has lost his intuitive grasp of time.

Until—

A bright light appeared before his eyes.

====I'm the dividing line of the word count of cheats ====

There are many theories about the origin of the royal family names in the past dynasties, but without exception, many of the theories about the origin of these royal family names are related to the Gaoxin family......

So the winner of life among the three emperors and five emperors should be the emperor? (To be continued.) )