The old land of South Korea, Xinzheng.

The flashy past, has long been turned into dust, the past seems to have been wiped out in the torrent of history, the once Korean capital has now been transformed into the land of Daqin, the former Yingge Yan Dance now seems to be like an accusation, to the world to show the iron and blood of the Great Qin Empire.

Comfort has been integrated into the blood of Koreans, gradually corroding their backbones, but they are still intoxicated without knowing it.

There was a person who wanted to use his own voice, his own pen and ink to wake up the intoxicated compatriots, to wake up the sleeping South Korea, but his voice was drowned out by the sound of the voice, his pen and ink were washed away by a cup of aged wine, although his shouts were hoarse, but still to no avail, although his writing and ink were loud, but still could not awaken the hesitation in people's hearts, a qiē and a qiē were like a stone sinking into the sea, although there was a ripple of surprise, but in the end it was silent.

On that day, the sky was full of haze, as if the building was about to fall, but he chose to use his backbone to support this crumbling South Korea, and he embarked on the road to Xianyang in the lonely figure in the wind and rain.

Before leaving, his sister had said to her, "Brother, you must come back!" ”

He smiled at his sister and said, "Don't worry, Red Lotus!" Brother will definitely come back. ”

Before parting, his close friend also asked him, "This is going to the Qin State, nine deaths and one life, why do you still want to be like this!" ”

He still replied with a smile: "Xiaozhuang! I am different from you, you are from the Valley of Ghosts, and you can dominate the world, but I am the grandson of the king of Korea, and I have my responsibilities. ”

After hearing this, my friend also smiled and said, "Han Fei, this time you said something wrong. ”

"Oh! What is it? ”

"Although I am from Guigu, I am Korean like you!" The tone was indifferent, but still firm.

Han Fei smiled after hearing this, and said after pedaling, "I can hear Xiaozhuang's words today, Han Fei is also worth the trip, and when I go back to South Korea in the future, I will invite you to drink!" ”

However, he went, but did not come back, he violated the agreement with the Red Lotus, and also forgot the agreement with Xiao Zhuang, in this life for the Red Lotus, he is an incompetent brother after all, for Xiao Zhuang he has always been a dishonest friend, but for his motherland, he has a clear conscience!

Time flies, and today is Han Fei's death day.

Outside Xinzheng City, in a remote valley, a tomb stands alone in the wilderness, surrounded by weeds, and the crow stays to the side from time to time to look at this lonely tomb, as if laughing at its misery, but it never responds!

Sha-sha-sha, a sound of footsteps came, between the shadows of the trees, two figures appeared in the valley, a white-haired boy with a cold expression, and a charming and enchanting girl in red, walked slowly, looking at the overgrown tombstone, the girl's eyes were slightly red.

Bending over, his hands as white as jade cleaned the dust on the tombstone little by little, as if he had received a beloved thing.

shook his head and sighed helplessly, Boom!

A sword light flashed, and within five feet of the tombstone, the withered grass broke in response, but the stone tablet in it was unscathed.

Looking back at the man who looked like a brother, he smiled shallowly, "Thank you!" ”

"Not necessarily!"

Taking a deep breath, slightly relieving the soreness on the tip of his nose, the jade hand gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "I can't help but cry every year when I come here!" ”

"Perhaps, only here can you see the real you."

"Yes! People in the world only know that [quicksand] kills people and kills bloodthirsty demons, and only practices red demon smelting charm, but it is a femme fatale, but it's okay, Zhuang! You've been there all these years. ”

"Hehe-I think you'll be happier if it were him by your side at the moment!" A smile miraculously appeared on his cold face at this moment, and a trace of reminiscence crossed his eyes, as if he remembered that he had also had a good past.

"However, he and I are always thousands of miles apart, we know each other but we can't see each other, I still remember the last time we met, it was that night!"

That night, it was the wedding night of her and Ji Wuye, there was no resentment, no sadness, only death-like silence, her heart seemed to be dead the moment she put on red makeup, but on the way to greet her relatives, she saw two familiar people, one was Zhuang! One is [him], when they appear in their eyes, the originally dead heart, seems to have ignited the flame of hope again, one is a man who is like a brother, and the other is the one who stole his heart!

That night, she had no fear, just a faint trace of joy and happiness!

The red candle swayed, in that cold night, he leaned on the long-lost warm embrace, and fell asleep, now that I think about it, I only remember the scene when the Longquan Sword penetrated Ji Wuye's throat, and the happy moment in the Furong warm tent!

A newlywed is still a newlywed, and a cave house is still a cave house, but at the moment he appears, it has a completely different meaning.

Gradually, waking up from the memories, with a happy smile on his lips, Wei Zhuang just looked at her, and said something, but there was a hint of pampering in his eyes!

"I think of him again."

"Yes—but what's the use of remembering, maybe we've been destined to have a part in it from the beginning."

Glancing lightly at Han Fei's well-dressed mound not far away, he shook his head slightly, "The ovary has sent a message, the dragon slaying is about to begin!" ”

"Really? What should come is always to come, where blessings and misfortunes lurk, and where misfortunes and blessings depend, Taoist allusions are not all unreasonable. They smiled bitterly, but they didn't have much surprise, obviously they had expected this.

"Alright, it's time for us to go."

"yes—"

The figure changes, the ups and downs are self-aware, and the only thing that remains unchanged at this moment is this mountain, this water, and this monument.

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The remnant sun is like blood, and the autumn wind is cold, but it seems so natural and harmonious here.

It is natural, the unity of heaven and man, this is Taoism.

Dressed in gray, a pot of tea, and a game of chess, he sat quietly and quietly, as if enjoying the sunset outside the window.

Gently took a sip of tea, savored it carefully, the entrance was slightly bitter on the first day, and the charm was long when it fell into the throat, but the aftertaste was fragrant again.

Dotted with black and white, it is dazzling, if everything in this world can be as clear as this chessboard, there will be no so many disturbances.

――Let's go〜

A sunspot fell gently, and the encirclement was gradually formed.

A smile gradually appeared on his lips, and the way of chess, which can really be left and right, but with ease, is the extreme realm of the road.

――Let's go〜

Slightly stunned, a white stone fell in the chessboard, and it was a coincidence that the situation that seemed to be a casual step but had been sunspot was reversed in an instant.

"Since you're here, let's show up here and play a game."

There was a fluctuation in the air, and a faint black shadow appeared.

The old man in gray nodded slightly, and the black and white sons flew down in the chessboard, their teeth staggered, advancing and retreating from each other.

The chess game has been opened, intoxicated by it, forgetting a qiē foreign object and just immersing himself in [Zhenlong].

――Let's go〜

Kuroko falls! The situation of the trapped dragon is reversed in an instant, the dragon is out of the nine abysses, and the general trend is irreversible!

The black shadow dispersed, and the game of slaying the dragon on the chessboard was finally a mirror, and the old man left.

Only the remaining teacups with a slight residual temperature ripples!