In the ruined ruins, Wan Ji'an stood silently, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart, and behind him, thousands of troops and horses were lined up, and there was even one person, humbly bowing behind him, if it was just from the breath, his strength was by no means weaker than that of Shitong, Tianji and others, but beside Wan Ji'an, it was just a grain of dust in the vast world.

"Your Majesty, the national teacher said, please go and see him after you have finished sacrificing heaven and earth. ”

The person who bent over looked respectful, but he still had the kind of bearing that looked at the world between the ups and downs of the past, although at this time he was just willing to be behind, but as his words fell, the atmosphere of the scene was also condensed.

Wan Ji'an didn't turn around, still looking at the battlefield in front of him that had long been turned into a wasteland and ruins, and the sound in his ears went away, slowly neutralized, replaced and dissipated in the wind and in the air current.

"Oh, didn't the national teacher say that this battle is endless, and he will never see me again?"

Wan Ji'an's words fell, and the man who bent down slowly straightened up, and when the two looked at each other, the man lowered his head again, but this time he thought for a moment before he said.

Weichen thought that the national teacher's invitation must have something important, and now, it is not far from the day of the day. ”

The moment the "Heavenly Day" came out of his mouth, he felt a powerful coercion emanating from Wan Ji'an's body, forcing people to breathe, at this time he smiled bitterly in his heart, he really shouldn't have said this word in front of His Majesty, after all, this is the origin of the contradiction between His Majesty and the national teacher.

But as a courtier, and as the most capable of advice to His Majesty in the near future, if he does not say it, who can say these words?

Perhaps sensing that the other party was already a little out of breath when he was shocked by his own breath, Wan Ji'an gradually withdrew his terrifying and very regular power at this time, but between his demeanor and his eyes, while looking at the person in front of him, he still did not lose a bit of his royal prestige.

"Biqiu, come with me. ”

Wan Ji'an's words fell, and Bi Qiu, who was a courtier, was stunned, but His Majesty invited him, but he didn't dare to disobey, and immediately agreed, and when he followed Wan Ji'an, looking at his emperor, a strange thought flashed in his heart at this moment, maybe it was a sudden inspiration that made him suddenly aware that maybe, His Majesty actually didn't want to fight this battle.

"How's the battle going over there in Tonglin?"

Walking not far away, Wan Ji'an suddenly asked, his voice was calm, but he couldn't hear what kind of voice he was in at this time, Biqiu heard this, but he didn't think about it in his heart, and then replied respectfully.

"The battles in Tonglin, Haoye, Panyun, Yuhai and other eighteen places are nearing the end, and our army has won a great victory, but the front-line war has been suspended, and new wars have been derived. ”

Bi Qiu's words made Wan Ji'an stop, he turned his head and looked at his most loyal courtier, his eyes revealed a trace of dazzling light, Bi Qiu did not dare to compete with his majesty, but also expected that His Majesty must have understood what he meant, so at this time he did not think about it, and then knelt on one knee, and such a gesture not only has the taste of surrender, but also reveals a trace of resoluteness for the courtier.

Wan Ji'an stared at him for a long time before he sighed and said.

"Get up. ”

As Bi Qiu got up, the two finally had the opportunity to look at each other for the first time, but soon Bi Qiu lowered his head again, not daring to communicate with him, and he didn't say much at this time, the company of the monarch and ministers for decades made him very clear about His Majesty's thinking habits.

"How much longer?"

Suddenly, Wan Ji'an asked a clueless question, but Bi Qiu had already expected him to ask such a question, and said after sorting out his clues.

"Seven days. ”

"It's still early, the number of days is undecided, anything is possible, Biqiu, are you right?"

Wan Ji'an was not moved at all when he heard this date that had actually been rooted in his heart, and the time limit of "seven days" was undoubtedly too short and short compared to the time he had been fighting for a whole "fifteen years", but what about the short, just like no matter how long life is, in the eyes of pessimistic people, it is just getting old day by day, and then welcoming the arrival of death day by day.

Now, is it finally coming to an end?

In the face of His Majesty's rhetorical question, Bi Qiu didn't know what to say, indeed, in His Majesty's life, it can be described as extremely brilliant, even if he is buried in the loess after a hundred years, it will definitely not be in vain, but the dynasties in the world, those dynasties that exist in the long river of time, without exception, will eventually be completely buried by history one day, and now it is not another form of reincarnation.

Of course, every object who is an emperor will not think about this problem, or in other words, because they are "emperors", a kind of pioneer of the Tao, and the object of inheriting and even conveying the will of heaven, what they have to do is to create the future, rather than let their thoughts stay in the past if they recall and write.

This station is a day and a night, Wan Ji'an and Biqiu are standing in their respective positions, maintaining an immobile posture, and also maintaining their respective positions and identities, just when the sun is gradually approaching the dusk of the next day, there is a sudden change not far away.

A monster that didn't know where it came from suddenly burst out, rushing towards Wan Ji'an and Bi Qiu quickly, his form was like a drought in the hidden mountain, at first it was just a small inconspicuous dot, but as the speed gradually increased, his body was also enlarged in an instant, and when his mountain-like body was about to run to Wan Ji'an and the two, Bi Qiu finally had a move.

Suddenly, he straightened his waist, and then he took the hanging sword from his waist, and as the sword was unsheathed, a chilling light suddenly appeared in the world, and above the hanging tassel of the long sword, a star-shaped object hung impressively.

When the sword in Bi Qiu's hand was unsheathed, and then pointed so casually in the direction where the monster came, in an instant, a red vortex appeared in the void, constantly devouring everything around, with the speed and scope of devouring continued to expand, the monster that rushed forward finally couldn't restrain its body that was about to be distorted, and was completely sucked into the red vortex.

At the same time, a drop of tiny particles like blood gradually appeared on the sword in Bi Qiu's hand, and on the particles, a trace of demonic energy like black mist gradually emitted outward, and the demonic energy began to spread out through the sword body, but it was shrouded by the protective qi cover that Bi Qiu possessed, and was confined to a narrow space that could not move freely, slowly steaming and dissipating, until finally there was nothing left.

When everything was calm, Bi Qiu withdrew his sword, hung his waist, and then knelt on one knee again, and said earnestly. Bunny Fly

"Let Your Majesty be frightened, the sin of the ministers. ”

"It's all right, get up. ”

As Wan Ji'an's words fell, Bi Qiu stood up respectfully again, and the sword hanging from his waist became simple and unpretentious again because of the unsheathing.

"Let me take a look at the Blood Moon. ”

Wan Ji'an spoke again, this time Biqiu hesitated, but still untied the sword at his waist, and respectfully handed it over with the scabbard, and when Wan Ji'an unsheathed the sword called Blood Moon, blood suddenly oozed from Wan Ji'an's fingers.

The emperor's blood fell to the ground, causing the earth to boil, and the heavens and the earth seemed to reproduce the thousands of troops and horses on the battlefield, hissing highly, and like the souls of the dead who had long been buried in a foreign land, the ghost cried and howled, and with all this abnormal state, Wan Ji'an said with an indifferent smile.

"Old friend, are you blaming me, or are you forgetting me?"

Holding the blood moon in his hand, Wan Ji'an's face suddenly had a kind look, which was completely different from his kingly posture as always, from Biqiu's point of view, Wan Ji'an's attitude towards the blood moon in his hand was like an old friend meeting, and Biqiu knew this, because fifteen years ago, it was His Majesty who gave his old friend to him in front of the national teacher.

In the past fifteen years, Bi Qiu has always been a sword on his body, this is the only way to nourish this sword with his own consciousness, and only this method can be recognized by this sword, and at the beginning of the recognition of the Lord, Bi Qiu was also like his majesty, experienced tens of thousands of ordinary blood tribulations.

Bi Qiu didn't speak, just watched all this silently, he didn't even look at it, he just sensed the scene happening in front of him with his consciousness, and Wan Ji'an ignored the blood donation in his hand that was constantly spraying and dripping, and slowly and repeatedly stroked the blood moon in his hand, feeling the texture on the sword body, and also feeling the kind of heart that was revealed from the sword spirit after being soaked in blood.

But a moment later, Wan Ji'an returned the blood moon to the sheath, and the blood flowing in his hand was completely condensed at the moment of the sheath, leaving not even a single wound.

When Wan Ji'an returned the blood moon to Bi Qiu, there was a trace of killing intent in his eyes, and when Bi Qiu also felt this killing intent, he was unheard, because he knew very well that this piece of heaven and earth belonged to his majesty, and no matter who and everything could only be subordinated to his majesty, even if it was a sword given to others, it was the same, this killing intent was the instinct of being an emperor, if he didn't have this instinct, but had a little bit of tactfulness as a person or a king, then he was not His Majesty, nor was he an emperor.

"Let's go back. ”

In this day's time, no one knows what Wan Ji'an is thinking, or rather, he knows that there is not much time left, but why he is willing to waste a day and waste it in contemplation, no one knows.

And just when Wan Ji'an and Biqiu returned to the battlefield with thousands of troops, there was suddenly one more person in front of the army.

When Bi Qiu saw the visitor, he hurriedly bowed down, although he did not say hello because His Majesty was by his side, but the humility of his demeanor was the same as when he saw His Majesty.

The person who came was graceful, her appearance was overwhelming, and her eyes with thousands of graces seemed to contain the whole world, and she held a scroll in her hand, standing there, looking directly at the direction where the two were walking.

"Xuanhua Jiuzhang has seen Your Majesty. ”

The national teacher said that he was courteous, but he was not respectful at all, but Wan Ji'an didn't care at all when he saw her, and just said with a faint smile.

"Didn't the national teacher say that if this battle continues, he will never come to see me again?"

Wan Ji'an's words revealed a wisp of comfort like a spring breeze, as if a rain fell from the sky, not only relieved the listener's heart, but also relieved the physical fatigue of the hundreds of thousands of troops, but such a sentence could not make the national teacher named Xuanhua Jiuzhang have any intentions, she just stood there, without any trace of human demeanor, like a puppet, completely isolated from the surrounding environment, and even this world.

"The day of the day is coming, but Your Majesty is ready?"

When the term "Heavenly Day" came out of another person's mouth again, Wan Ji'an, on the other hand, had a completely different feeling from before, or should I say, fifteen years ago, fifteen years later, the feeling of hearing the same person say the same sentence again was not the slightest different for Wan Ji'an.

Yes, she is always just stating a fact, whether it is the past, the reality, the future, all the information she reveals has become a reality without exception.

Since it is a reality, there is nothing to worry about, complain about or even regret, just like the providence conveyed by the emperor.

And now, when Wan Ji'an accepted the "ultimatum" given to him by the other party with an expressionless face, Xuanhua Jiuzhang said.

"It seems that Your Majesty has already gained considerable consciousness and is also fully prepared. ”

Her words made Wan Ji'an smile faintly, facing her, his smile seemed to be a little too much today, for an emperor, if he was given far more meaning than he gave to others, it would be a blasphemy to his identity position.

After that, the three of them stopped talking, but reorganized their troops and horses and began to go along the route back to the dynasty, this road is very far, if you really want to follow the army forward, then I am afraid that seven days is far from enough, but along the way, no one mentioned this key issue, and even Wan Ji'an himself did not think about what kind of regret would be left in it.

From the yellow sand to the oasis, from the oasis to the desert, from the desert to the grassland, from the grassland to the plain, the seven days of time are wasted little by little, what does the day of the sky mean, is it a symbol of the death of an emperor, if it is really a death catastrophe, is it really inevitable?

Finally, it came to the last day, but compared to their return date, it was far away, and on this day, Wan Ji'an finally gradually felt the surging of qi and blood in his body, as well as a sense of powerlessness from the depths of his consciousness.

The feeling seemed to come suddenly, without any precursor at all, he did not speak, he did not say a word to stop the army and buy time for himself, he still maintained the posture of an emperor, the posture of an emperor who drove a personal expedition, and accompanied his courtiers and his army on this last journey.

As for his future, does he need to think about such a thing?