I need, the wildest winds, and the fiercest horses. - "The First Emperor of Chu"

Azul lifted the curtain outside the house and looked in the direction of the setting sun in the west.

He likes to watch the clouds at sunset, watch the sun gild them with a pale gold, and see the light burst out from the clouds like golden wisps. When the wind comes, the clouds change, and among them are lions, tigers, and dragons, and a large flock of burning horses galloping in the sky, and behind them are pale red clouds chasing them.

Often he laughed silently until the sun went down and the whole courtyard became dark.

The maid on the side was busy beside him, binding a chain mail woven of iron rings to his small jacket, and draped the big sleeves of heavy brocade outside, and finally a fox fur to resist the wind.

With that done, she checked up and down, and suddenly touched Azul's quiet eyes.

These were the clearest eyes she had ever seen in the world, reflecting the color of the setting sun, magnificent and serene, but with intense pride.

Azule's face has become much ruddy, and he has been recuperating in the mansion for a day, but Ah Qi and Xiaowu have cleaned up the mess in Liuyue City.

The young man named Xiao Hei knelt all night outside the mansion last night, and it was only when it was already dawn today that he got up at the signal of Asur, and his face was sincere, and he bowed his knees.

"Please give me a chance, I can, I can manage the dockyard for you!"

Azulna had just finished dealing with the one-armed old man, and when he was physically and mentally exhausted, he glanced at the young man lying at his feet with tired eyes, and was speechless for a while.

Xiao Hei looked at Azule and didn't move away quickly when he heard this, he was quickly overjoyed, and dragged his knees on the ground to move closer to Azule's place, with a hint of pleading in his tone.

"Please, give me, give my brother in the dockyard a way to live, I beg you, and I will definitely do what you tell me in the future."

There were pitiful tears in the little black eyes, and his head was like pounding garlic, and he knelt at the soles of Azule's feet and kowtowed desperately.

"They are extremely pitiful miserable people, you are a character on the clouds, there can be in your eyes, I will do it, I will take care of the dock for you!"

Azule tightened the cloak on his body, took a deep look at Xiao Hei, and then turned and entered the mansion.

Azul's heart was full of turmoil for a while, he didn't know if the person in front of him was deceiving him again, but who in this world was not like a mustard.

"You don't have a chance to make mistakes in the future, do your thing well, making mistakes means that there is no need to exist!"

Xiao Hei looked at the back that was gradually moving away, his face was clearly visible despair, he clenched his fists, and his heart was at a loss.

Suddenly, Azul's back froze, and he entered the gate after saying a word.

"Thank you! Thank you! I can't make a mistake! No, it won't! ”

Xiao Hei's heart was already ashes, but when he heard this, he jumped up from the ground like a new life in an instant, knelt down again, and kowtowed nine times before dragging his body away.

Wang Youcai has become a pivotal big man in this Liuyue City, and Xiao Wutou reciprocated Li by handing over the business of the two brothers of the Li family to Wang Youcai to take care of, and in an instant, the name of Lord Wang is worthy of the name and hot.

The entire Flowing Moon City was also completely in the hands of Azule, he sat alone on the sunken wooden back chair, his heart was a little dazed for a while, staring at the sunset in the sky, he didn't know where to go next, and spent his time in this Flowing Moon City?

Or do you want to bow your head to Abba, admit your mistakes, and return to Hanzhou to be his son?

His hands were unconsciously intertwined, and the light in his eyes flickered on and off.

Who am I? Where am I from? Where am I going?

The three major problems of human history enveloped Azule for a while, and he felt that he was overwhelmed by the light of Abba, but when he rushed out of the wings that had sheltered him for decades, he was at a loss for the first time.

Baoyin, those charming maids in his own prince's mansion, Teacher Nalan, General Tiefa, He Shu, Tuoba, Grandma, Abba.

Will they be proud that I built a castle in the Eastern Continent?

Teacher Nalan taught me, did the king do it again?

Azul's eyes were pensive, and he thought back in a daze.

Every generation of imperial heroes may have a certain moment of contemplation, and they will always reflect on what they have done, which is their common problem, and on the other hand, it may be their growth.

These things, these doubts, push them forward, to become the role given to them by history.

Zhongzhou, the imperial capital of Sanfu, the general's mansion.

The sound of the piano is like a flock of hundreds of birds with colorful feathers, gathering and dispersing, up and down, echoing in the white tent.

A large black lyre lay horizontally on the ground, and sixteen strings were plucked by an old man and a young person at the same time.

The two cooperate tacitly, just like one person.

The old man was as thin as a lonely crane, his face was full of wind and frost, his expression was sad, the young man was only ten years old, his eyebrows were brisk, and he still had time to raise his eyes to peek at the gentle and charming dancers in the lobby when he stroked the piano.

Among the more than a dozen dancers, the slender green-clothed dancer flew lightly on the luxurious felt in the center of the lobby, like a butterfly dancing among the flowers, dancing lightly and attracting everyone's attention.

Her waist was as soft as if there were no bones, her ankles swayed, and her body swung like a light smoke.

The golden light flashed under the dance skirt, and the sound was enamel, and it turned out that there were several golden bells tied to her bare ankles.

Although there are more than a dozen butter candles lit around the spacious lobby, I don't know why it still looks cold and the light is a little obscure.

Except for a burly middle-aged man in white who was drinking alone, he was holding his head and admiring the dancing girl, and there was only a young warrior with a pair of cold black eyes, standing behind the middle-aged man like a javelin.

The burly middle-aged man looked not very old, that is, he had passed the age of standing, but occasionally there was a vast field in his eyes that could gallop thousands of troops and horses, which made people dare not look up.

At this moment he was half-lying on a huge bed, with his chest and belly exposed, his expression lazy, and his attention seemed to be absent from the sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano suddenly turned at this time, and the original sound turned into a giant opening the mountain, and the hero danced, and the old man's hands opened and closed violently, waving and being gray, and there was an afterimage for a while, and he couldn't see how many hands there were.

The young man could no longer keep up with the old man's rhythm, so he had to stop his palms anxiously, and watched as the sweat particles that continued to accumulate on the old man's forehead flowed down his cheeks.

The melody was higher and higher, straight to the highest note, like a hundred and ten meteors huge fireworks blooming violently in the dark, just when everyone was swaying for the sound of the piano, the strings in the old man's hand suddenly broke at the same time, the sound of the piano abruptly stopped, and the aftermath lingered.

The young man who played the piano was stunned for a moment, his face turned pale all of a sudden, and the unsatisfactory performance of the piano was unsatisfactory, and the people in the hall were afraid that they would make a big move, but the next second suddenly changed.

I saw that the candlelight in the four places was gently shaken by the wind, and the old man groped under the piano with both hands, and then got up with a thin dagger in his hands, and his pace was fast, and he quickly pounced on the middle-aged man on the seat.

The dancing dancers were instantly frightened by this change and ran to hide, and the whole hall instantly became panicked and noisy.

The young warrior standing behind the middle-aged man just frowned, and strode forward to meet him, his face was extremely calm, and he didn't even draw his sword, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, his ten fingers pierced through the old man's flying sword light like hooks, and twisted his neck, and with a click, it instantly ended the life of the luthier assassin.

The young man sitting in front of the piano was still in a daze by this change, until the young warrior turned his face and smiled at him, and the young man hurriedly knelt on the ground with a chill down his spine, and his whole body trembled into chaff.

The middle-aged man in white was sitting on a huge red-haired tiger skin on the bed, and the green-clothed dancer quietly shrank behind the tiger's head in front of the bed unconsciously, covering her chest with her hands, although she was trembling, she had a pair of dark eyes wide open, and she looked flustered, but she didn't look too scared.

The burly middle-aged man leaned lazily on the bed, his eyes gently sweeping over everything that was happening in the lobby, and a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

With the silver chopsticks placed on the table, he gently tapped the silver wine glass on the low table, which was the last beat of the dance music that had just been interrupted.

The aftermath lingered into the air in the lobby where the smell of blood remained.

"It's a pity, why did you kill Mr. Qi, from now on, this song of a hundred birds and a phoenix, I'm afraid it will be lost to the world, but the world will never hear this beautiful piano sound again!"

He closed his eyes, as if reminiscing about the sound of the piano just now, and one hand clapped lightly as if he was beating the beat.

He didn't speak, but the samurai who rushed up stroked the hilt of his sword, stood quietly outside the house, staring at all the people in the hall, and saw the pale dancers squatting in place, unable to raise their heads for a long time.

After a long time, the middle-aged man seemed to come back to his senses before turning to the dancer in Tsing Yi and asking, "Are you Yu Qing's daughter?" You are also a descendant of the Yu family. ”

The dancer in Tsing Yi who was squatting at the tiger's head was stunned, her eyes were a little more flustered, and then she raised her neck.

She smiled miserably on her delicate face: "You really can see it, yes, it's me, the lost dog, who forced Mr. Qi to kill you, it has nothing to do with Xiao Qi, he doesn't know anything about this assassination, you let him go......"

The burly middle-aged man leaned over with a smile, and the cold aura emanating from his body made the dancer in green shrink back sharply.

The middle-aged man grabbed her arm violently, twisted it slightly, and gently and skillfully lifted her up from the ground and pulled her closer, and the two were close to each other face to face.

When the middle-aged man's cold hands grabbed the dancer in Tsing Yi, because of the great pain and fear, the dancer couldn't help but tremble, but when she thought of the family's blood feud, she still mustered up the courage and met her eyes like autumn water.

"You're beautiful, but you can't attract me anymore!"

The burly middle-aged man's hand pressed lightly on her shoulder, and the dancing girl only felt that her muscles and joints were completely frozen, as if she had been thrown into the snow and frozen, unable to move at all.

She let out a soft cry of despair, and a small snake with colorful patterns suddenly sprang out of her arms, which was the famous Thunder-Eye Serpent in the Thunder-Eye Mountains.

The long tongue in the mouth of the little snake was like a swirling flame, a pair of fangs flashed blue, and the corners of the mouth had a compelling fishy smell, devouring the middle-aged man's exposed chest like lightning.

The two of them were close to each other, and suddenly the young warrior in the hall hurriedly drew his sword and stepped forward to stop the little snake that could be highly poisonous and deadly, but the little snake's body was as fast as thunder and lightning, and it was too late.

But the burly middle-aged man seemed to have been prepared, and there was still such an insignificant and gentle smile on his face, so he lowered his head for a long time, and the protective body that had been cultivated in his body for a long time appeared violently, and the blue-white qi slammed into the head of the poisonous snake's triangle.

The thunder-eyed snake's flying movement was silent and stagnant, and its curved bow-shaped body seemed to stop in the air for a moment, and the burly middle-aged man lowered his head at this moment, and then quietly looked at the little snake that was wrapped in his own protective body.

His every move was unhurried, although the appearance of the snake was so swift that it frightened everyone, and the dancer in Tsing Yi who was squatting in place thought that the plan could succeed.

The middle-aged man was still extremely steady, but as soon as he quietly lowered his head, the protective body qi that had been polished and cultivated in his body for a long time came out of his body, enveloping the poisonous snake that was already close to his skin, but all these movements were as pleasing to the eye as picking a flower from the back garden.

The poisonous thunder-eyed snake stood quietly in the air, motionless, the burly middle-aged man raised his finger and gently flicked it on the top of the thunder-eyed snake's head, and the thunder-eyed snake was like being frozen into a stiff popsicle, and fell to the ground with a snap and shattered.

The dancer's face suddenly turned pale, she bit her lip and remained silent, and her face was already desperate that could not be concealed.

"It's really fishy, you might as well use a dagger!" , The middle-aged man sniffed lightly, looked at the dancer and said softly.

The middle-aged man looked at her eyes calmly, and asked softly: "Although I killed many people in the city, Yu Qing was killed by his own brother, and your family was also destroyed because of civil strife, so why did you come to kill me?" ”

The dancer looked at his bland eyes, and only felt that her heart was pounding, and she turned her head away suddenly, no longer looking at his eyes, her chest rose and fell, and said loudly.

"You are the devil, and every citizen in the land of Sanfu is eager to kill you."

The middle-aged man sighed softly and said, "I want to love the people of the world, but I can't get the love of the people of the world, they are afraid of me and resist me, just that." ”

With his hands tightened, he reached out and grabbed the dancer's head, and the protective aura in the burly body came out.

The blue-white body protection qi surged to the dancer's head through the middle-aged man's palm, but after three or five breaths, the dancer leaned back gently, making a faint movement, which was the hopeless struggle of the bird under the falcon's claws, and it was an instinctive reaction that knew that it was impossible to escape, and then the heart was instantly shattered by the sharp body protection qi, and the dancer still had her eyes wide open until she died, and there was still a teardrop on her eyelashes that had frozen into a ball.

"It's beautiful," the middle-aged man sighed, letting go and pushing her back.

The dancer's body fell to the ground with a crunch.

Before the middle-aged man got up to leave, he said to the young samurai, "Yu Ye, clean up here, she is also your cousin." ”

A room was covered with thick silver mink furs on all sides, and these furs without miscellaneous fur alone were worth more than 10 million, but it seemed to be even colder here than in the lobby.

"Someone assassinated you again?" A man's voice asked.

His whole body was wrapped in a thick black robe, and he couldn't see his age clearly, but he only heard the clear voice, which showed that his age was not too old.

"No one can defend me. No one understands me. He said unhappily.

"The more you can't figure it out, the colder your heart will be."

"I put the world in my heart, killing people is a bad thing, but I killed these tens of thousands of people, but I can let the entire Central Continent, let the entire imperial capital, know the fate of betraying me, what is wrong with me?"

"Do you really think so?" The man sneered, and as soon as he moved, he made a clanging sound, and it turned out that he had long iron shackles tied to his hands and feet.

The burly middle-aged man suddenly shouted angrily: "If they dare to oppose me, I will naturally slaughter them cleanly." Next month, I will clear the entire land of Sanfu, raise troops to open the gate of the imperial capital Tianyuan City, kill all those who secretly stop me, hang the traitors on the city wall, and let the people of the entire Great Zhou respect me as the Great Pillar Kingdom, who can stop me?

I also want to go west to the clouds and thunder, and to the south to Hanliang, even if it is a bad thing, I will sit them vigorously and let future generations recite them. ”

He always had a calm complexion, and he was dressed in white, even when the assassin raised his white blade, he didn't move like a mountain, but he didn't know why he always showed the world in front of this man in black.

"Stop killing people. You just listen to me once, He Jin, don't kill anymore, if you continue to kill, you will have no way to live, you are cutting yourself off from the world, I don't want to watch you die! ”

The man's voice was suddenly low and full of despair, and his voice grew softer and softer, until at last it was almost inaudible.

He Jin looked at him blankly for a long time, he took a step back, lay on the mattress covered with thick fur, and gritted his teeth word by word.

"If I don't kill people, what about our dead brothers.

They were watching us from the head of the mountain pass, they were unjustly killed, they were victims, but with them we escaped.

Those princes who went north, the magnates of the imperial capital, my sister, I must let them pay for their blood debts! ”