The era is huge, but it is controlled by a few filaments.

"Ghost King, with your ability, this era will remember your name sooner or later, but those things that those of us who are running outside should not touch." Zhao Baichuan said with a gloomy face, even if it is the backbone of this era, it is absolutely impossible to jump out of this era.

"Remember? Old man, don't laugh at me, even if it was Zhao Jinglei back then, how many people are left who remember his name now? No matter how much I can soar in this life, can I reach his height? The ghost king said with some sarcasm, it seems that the irony is not the Zhao Jinglei who did not calm down back then, but the irony of this era that always makes people think that it is the most prosperous.

Zhao Baichuan's expression was ugly, and it was difficult to see it, because although this guy named Ghost King was actually just a little boy, he mentioned what Zhao Baichuan was most reluctant to mention by outsiders, that is, Zhao Jinglei, a hero who could only be born from the smoke of the ancestral tomb of the Zhao family, but died the most abstract and abstract.

"Little boy, do you think I might be able to help you?" Zhao Baichuan glared at the ghost king, and no longer called this ghost king a ghost king, because the ghost king mentioned the weakness in Zhao Baichuan's heart.

"Further, take a step back, the Zhao family doesn't have any choice, don't you want to touch those guys? Zhao Baichuan, I think you are not only old, but it is not an exaggeration to say that you are dead. Xiao Tong sneered, maybe the young man who dared to talk to Zhao Baichuan like this can only be found in the whole of China.

Zhao Baichuan's face slowly climbed into a hideous, and he stared at Xiao Tong tightly, but what greeted him was a face that did not have any fear, as if he was no longer the Zhao Baichuan he once was.

"Just push you, an incurable junior, and put aside those crooked ways that don't make it, and let them see if the backbone of this era is decent or not." The Ghost King clutched the table and said.

Zhao Baichuan was touched by something, this scene seems to have been seen from somewhere, just like how Zhao Jinglei begged him to participate in this turntable back then, but the ghost king in front of him undoubtedly has a longer vision than Zhao Jinglei back then, just compared to this, the ghost king is indeed better than Zhao Jinglei.

"I'll check it for you, but how much I can check, I can't guarantee it." Zhao Baichuan exhaled heavily and said.

"Just do your best." The ghost king suddenly laughed, and seemed to ≤↑dǐng≤↑diǎn≤↑ small ≤↑ and said, .↙.≦os_ (); In this unsuspenseful negotiation, this side has prevailed.

"But there is one thing I want you to make clear, no matter when, the Zhao family has nothing to do with the life-seeking ghost." Zhao Baichuan said righteously, he just gambled with Zhao Baichuan and the ghost king, not the Zhao family.

"I naturally know in my heart that I will definitely not implicate the Zhao family." The Ghost King got up silently, since everything he wanted had been achieved, there was no need to stay any longer.

Zhao Baichuan didn't get up to see off the guests, and the ghost king didn't squeak and leave.

There was only Zhao Baichuan who was thinking about something left in the room, and there was a black blade that had been wiped for many years, but no matter how much he wiped it, it was not as happy as this black blade coming out of the sheath.

The door creaked open, and the black man Tucker said, "Old man, Xue Monkey has brought people back." ”

Zhao Baichuan came back to his senses, put down the black blade and said, "Let Xue Monkey bring people in." ”

Tucker diǎn diǎn head and strode out of the room.

The door opened again, and Xue Monkey brought the guy who was dressed in a way that didn't match the majestic atmosphere of the Zhao family's courtyard, just like when Zhao Kuangran was rescued here for the first time, wearing an extraordinarily incompatible costume, but with a very accented appearance.

Yu Doujin, who left the Zhao family many, many years ago, is so long that people forget that there is such a number one.

"I'm back." Zhao Baichuan said lightly.

There was no answer, only Xue Monkey's appearance of squeezing his eyebrows and wincing his eyes.

"Thank you for your hard work, let's go back first." Zhao Baichuan glanced at Xue Monkey and directly ordered the expulsion.

Xue Monkey's expression was extremely bitter, his hot face, he didn't even seem to have the qualifications to stick a cold ass here, he left the room with a sad face, and finally glanced at Zhao Baichuan faintly, and found that Zhao Baichuan didn't look at him at all, which made Xue Monkey very shocked, even in this so-called Jianghu for so long, although his face has reached the point of being beaten with iron, although he feels that self-esteem is like nothing, but when he is really pierced into the underbelly, his heart will still hurt, after all, everyone is made of meat.

Only Yu Doujin and Zhao Baichuan were left in the room, these two employers, or old friends.

"I didn't expect you to be like this." Yu Doujin spoke silently.

"Twenty years, for people like us, it belongs to half a lifetime, and it is reasonable that I am old." Zhao Baichuan seems to be older than before at the moment, he has experienced too much over the years, and he doesn't know where to start with the story, but when he really wants to say it, all the people who listened to the story for those reasons are dead, and he is extremely sad.

Yu Doujin smiled coldly, this is a smile with sarcasm and mockery, an old man who has left nothing for twenty years, may have a story, but he is definitely a pathetic guy, compared to this, Yu Doujin feels that he has not lived in vain in the past twenty years, and it is enough for a person to have such a person in this life.

"Don't laugh at me, I also know that you have complaints, but the old man didn't have any choice back then, and the Zhao family only had you as a suitable candidate." Zhao Baichuan faced this man he felt ashamed of, because Zhao Kuang messed with such a scene, a family game, how many people, how many people put their lives into it, but despite this, Zhao Baichuan had no regrets in his heart at the moment.

"Needless to say, I have to thank you for letting me do this errand back then, in this life, only in these twenty years I know what life is, you know? For 20 years, I didn't have any nostalgia for Beijing, not once. Yu Doujin emphasized, emphasizing again and again how far away the world is.

Zhao Baichuan looked at this Yu Doujin, who had changed a lot, maybe no matter who he threw into the deep mountains and old forests for twenty years, he would completely change someone, but since Yu Doujin was able to come back from Xiaoxinganling again, it means that he can still be within the control, which is also the only thing he has been fortunate about in the past 20 years.

But whether this happiness is happy or sad remains to be verified.

"There's no shortage of great people here." A little girl with a long ponytail made a rectangular shape with her hands, gestured to the sky, and said in a white dress, looking innocent, like a narcissus.

"Of course." A seductive-looking man said behind the little girl, who looked like the male protagonist in some romances, belonging to the kind of male and female all-encompassing, pulling up his white shirt with an evil smile on his face from beginning to end.

"Why are they so stupid?" The little girl turned her head and looked at the man in the white shirt behind her with a confused expression.

"Because they can't see the sky we're looking at." The man smiled and rubbed the distressed girl's head.

The little girl made a reluctant appearance, as if she didn't like to be treated like a child, but in the face of this nominal mentor, she could only spontaneously protest with a small face.

"It's time for Beijing to change the sky, girl, do you know what the new era is?" The man asked, but it didn't feel like a topic to ask a child.

The little girl shook her head, there seemed to be a not clear answer in her heart, although it was infinitely close to reality, but the little girl did not speak, maybe it depends on this day.

"The new era is the competition of the older generation into the soil for peace, the competition of the new generation, only in this way can we promote the long history of Beijing, those who bite the old things that are reluctant to let go of the old things in their mouths, the old forces, there is only one ending, abandoned by the new era." The man said, standing in the dǐng building of this bureau, looking at it, it seems that not only the night view of Beijing, nor just this era, but something more distant, often a sentence here, a small thing, the butterfly effect caused by it can change the fate of countless people.

"Is that death?" The little girl said as if she was saying something very normal and normal, but it was not at all like what a girl should say.

The man diǎn diǎn head, it seems that a diǎn does not care about this sense of disobedience.

"Is Beijing so cruel in the first place?" The girl put down her somewhat sore arm and muttered a little sentimentally, but in fact it was just the most normal touching situation, a kind of sadness that can be discarded in happiness, which is not called being sad.

"I see? Girl, there is a lot of darkness that you don't see. The man said, as if he regarded this thing that was above this era as a lesson, whether it was suitable or not, and implemented it into the brain of the little girl next to him.

"Darkness is actually good, it's better than holding on." The little girl smiled, her voice was like a silver bell, but if you carefully figure out what this little girl said, you will inexplicably feel that this scene is a little weird.

The somewhat enchanting man also smiled slightly, and said softly: "Girl, you have to earn my anger, I have long seen those imperial relatives who know that they have stinky faces all day long ago." ”

"It's all right." The little girl did the same action again, and she didn't care about the soreness in her arm, and she didn't get tired of it.

The man tilted his head slightly, looking at the sky marked by this little girl, which was a sky that could not be seen in this era.

A text message appeared in the mobile phones of all the young people who participated in the turntable, like a wire that burns as soon as it is diǎn, as for which side this wire leads to, and what it will detonate, it is all a later story.

A new era seems to be coming, and those young blood who are holding the big boat and going hand in hand with those are finally going to hold what they want to hold tightly, but without knowing it, they have been squandered by others for their lives.