I once thought that since the death of Chu Jian, the king of Zhennan, he was completely out of control, and the far away emperor of Shangao made this king of Jinyang, Jiang Nanhua, more and more inflated.

Now, Chu Cangsheng has gone south.

However, the third prince of Chu, who was famous for a while, but had never shown his dignity in public, also surfaced.

I'm afraid that the entire three southern provinces will affect the whole body.

……

Ups and downs, many years.

In this hot land of the south, some people have become the trendsetters of the times, incarnated as unique rulers.

There are also people who die completely before they have time to show their strength.

Life and death, each with its own destiny.

Chen Ziyang used to like this sentence very much, especially when he went ashore from the fishing port wharf and officially launched an attack on this city.

What a high-spirited, beautiful and prime-like.

Pity.

In the end, the decades of family business that have been saved by fighting for life and death.

Strictly speaking, in the eyes of an existence that belongs to his peers, a sentence can make these, which he regards as life-like inheritance, completely wiped out.

The decline of the Chen family has become a big picture.

Looking at the empty building, the messy wedding scene, and looking at the panicked and miserable family.

A generation of heroes.

Sitting on the ground full of frustration, miserable and miserable, pitiful, frustrated, homeless, are not enough to describe him at this moment.

Actually, where is he Chen Ziyang a hero?

A real hero will never admit defeat, at most accept fate.

Recalling that year, when a certain overlord resolutely ended his life with a horizontal knife in Xiang, he still dared to shout out arrogantly, if I cross the Wujiang River and stretch the mountains and rivers, it will still be at my fingertips.

Owl, never afraid of death!

However, he Chen Ziyang was afraid, and he was afraid to death.

Turning his head, he looked at the daughter who was sitting in the center of the stage, crying for a while, and laughing wildly for a while.

A wrong choice, a willful move, turned out to be a few years later, completely buried the entire Chen family business.

There is also the An's Group in the line of Anlongtu.

The two characters who once had the ambition to try to join forces to dominate Mukden finally ceased to exist.

Once dark clouds covered Mukden.

In the end, it was a downpour.

Come late, go fast.

In the blink of an eye, this steel city was washed away, and it seemed that the haze shrouded in the top of the sky had disappeared.

Yuan, located in Xiangyang Village, on the outskirts of Fengtian City.

The old man Zhen Dayong is still used to it, every day, he will sit at the entrance of the village, smoke dry tobacco from time to time, and then look at the scenery of the sky a few times.

Scattered among the families of the village.

Almost everyone frowned, looking surprised, and after a long silence, they still couldn't regain their calm.

Mukden City.

Minghao Hotel.

When the young man appeared in the limelight, the entire village was silent.

Instead, it was a heartfelt and lingering shock.

When I returned to the village not long ago, although everyone was surprised that Chu Xuan was indeed doing a lot at that time, they also learned that this real identity was actually the future king of a certain clan.

But, the people of Xiariba have shrunk in a mountain village all their lives to live in peace and stability, who can imagine that kind of picture?

As the situation evolves.

With that stretching mountain river, across the imperial capital.

With the picture of the young man who took the lead and was followed by tens of thousands of people, holding the king's sword and wearing a battle robe on his shoulders, came into view.

An entire village fell silent.

Qi Xiang'er, who had almost had such a dewy relationship with Chu Xuan, almost covered her mouth to death, her pupils were deep, silver light flashed, and her expression was lonely.

That him.

It is really unique in the world, and the elegance is unique!

"It turns out that your life is so magnificent......"

Who would have thought.

The young man who laughed at the beginning, was comfortable, and his personality was also extremely easy-going, but he was really as prominent as Zhen Dayong revealed, and it was difficult to summarize it.

"Xiang'er."

Qi's mother looked at Qi Xiang'er with complicated eyes, wanting to comfort her, but she didn't know where to start.

Qi Xiang'er put down her right hand and said freely, "I'm not sad, I'm just happy...... I feel happy for myself, it turns out that Xiang'er has known such a big man who stands up to the sky and the earth and has a strong ambition! ”

What a style!

Exclamations, sighs, and chatter.

Slowly passed into the old man's ear.

The old man leaned back to the entrance of the village and kept sitting as usual, but his crow's feet covered with the vicissitudes of time gradually pulled up a little arc.

He was laughing.

After a while, the old neighbor, who often quarreled with him and was angry, quietly sat on the side, and then sighed, "When I heard you talk nonsense before, I didn't believe it. ”

"I thought, you are a cripple, what kind of battle are you fighting? This is really on the battlefield, and no one can run fast, so he will be cannon fodder. ”

The old neighbor took advantage of Zhen Dayong's inattention, snatched the dry tobacco, took two sips, and was immediately satisfied.

Zhen Dayong was so rare that he didn't grab it back.

Then he pulled up his trouser legs, pointed to his legs, and said proudly, "Let me tell you the truth, Lao Tzu's leg was injured by saving King Nan back then." ”

"Hehe, dozens of people are like fighting chicken blood, besieging the king of the south, Lao Tzu turned his heart sideways, relying on an arm-long war knife, killing seven in and seven out, happy."

"King South?"

The old leader muttered twice, curious, "What kind of character is that?" ”

"He's a legend."

Zhen Dayong raised his head, and his memory seemed to go back to a long, long time ago.

However, this old man was very bad, and he only cared about his own reminiscence, but he never spoke.

The old leader couldn't wait, bumped him with his elbow, and reminded angrily, "Don't sell Guanzi, tell me, how legendary is King Nan?" ”

No one responded.

The old leader was unwilling and bumped into it again.

The neighbor who was originally scratching his heart with a hundred claws, waiting for Old Man Zhen to look back on the past, suddenly turned pale, and then subconsciously pressed Zhen Dayong's shoulder and was silent for a long time.

"Chu Xuan's doll, I am still waiting for a certain day, please go back and see the Chu family's endless mountains and rivers, why did you leave suddenly?"

Life and death.

The dust settled.

In his life, he did not die on the battlefield, which is one of the regrets.

didn't die in front of the Southern King Chu Jian, who he admired all his life, because of the second regret.

Third, he really has no chance to go back to the imperial capital again and take a look at the scenery of the Luoluo River.

The old neighbor who was stunned and speechless, hugged Zhen Dayong's body, and suddenly remembered this strange ancient word, which he liked to hum from time to time, and he didn't know which descendant made up the song.

"Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, Lonely City Looking at Yumen Pass, Yellow Sand Wears Gold Armor in a Hundred Battles, and ...... Not Broken"

"I won't pay it back!"

Little Prince.

For the rest of your life.

Dragged down the river, it's up to you to fight it!!

(End of chapter)