Half a year later, on a sunny summer, the Heihe Fortress welcomed another group of distinguished guests—Wang Xingguo, Xia Ruobing, and Tchaikov—back here, bringing good news to General Gorge and the defenders of Heihe.

Seeing their return, General Gorg understood something.

"The Spectre Scepter is back where it belongs." Tchaikov said the first thing he said when he saw General Gorg.

"That's a long story, isn't it?" General Gorg laughed.

"A story that travels through 2,000 years." Xia Ruobing said.

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"Life will always find a way out for itself, and it is time for us to find a way out for ourselves." General Gorg looked at the last of the defenders, they still had a long way to go, and it would be difficult.

Tchaikov was prepared for this, and he smiled and said: "I have a job, and I am sure you will be interested." This is a frozen history, and I will protect this place, and I will build a museum, and you will be the best instructor in the museum. Well, you'll have a lot of stories to tell visitors......"

Faced with Tchaikov's invitation, General Gorg hesitated: "We have blocked the last hope of your ancestors to survive. ”

"Yes, but that's 2000 years later...... General, I believe that at this time, whether it is your ancestors, or my ancestors, their heroic spirits are dancing in heaven, drinking wine, looking at us, then...... Do you accept the job or not? ”

General Gorg smiled, "I still need to go and confess to High Priest Kelland." ”

On the day the expedition left the fortress and entered the Canyon of the Dead, the High Priest of Kelland also passed away, his tomb facing the Black River, facing the Canyon of the Dead, his soul singing in the waves of the Black River, sending blessings to the intrepid people.

General Gorg knelt on one knee in front of the tomb of Master Kellar: "High Priest of Kellar, the restless soul has been released, the Black River will be clear again, you are right, life will always find a way out for itself......"

General Gorgo carefully told the story to the High Priest of Kailan, the Loulan people who crossed the mountains to survive, the royal seals that wandered in the world, the wars that caused everyone suffering, and the runes that were once misinterpreted...... But now that it's all over, the spirits of the dead have been laid to rest, the guardians of the Black River have been released, Dick is being punished in prison, and the intrepid Forbidden Land Hunters and the descendants of Loulan are back here, bringing peace and hope.

"If we had been so calm 2,000 years ago, maybe there wouldn't have been that war." General Gorg said apologetically.

"We can't use modern thinking to measure the ancients 2,000 years ago." Wang Xingguo smiled, "But we can use sincerity and conversation to accomplish what they have not been able to accomplish." ”

History has gone through 2000 years, the ancestors' hard work and fearlessness have been inherited in the continuation of the bloodline, the problem that iron and blood can not solve, there has been a better solution, from ignorance to civilization, civilization and technology allow all nations to share the world, if the time goes back to 2000 years, those who come across the mountains of Loulan will get the highest courtesy from General Gorge......

When we meet, we smile and enmity each other. This process has gone through 2,000 years, but the future will always be better, General Gorg firmly believes!

A butterfly fluttered, it had not been seen in such a long time here, and General Gurg looked at the fluttering butterfly: "High Priest of Kellar, I see your soul dancing. ”

This year, the waves of the Black River were much clearer, and the fog in the canyon slowly dissipated, and Tchaikov's eyes passed through the canyon and looked towards the Peak of the Dead: "If Min didn't have something more important, he would have enjoyed a moment of peace with us at this time." ”

"I think Mr. Min should meet Shi Yingbing at this time." Xia Ruobing said.

"Uh...... Dear little angel, can I go and see the royal tomb? Just take a look! Tchaikov saw that Xia Ruobing was in a good mood, and brought up the old thing again.

"No, you can't!" Xia Ruobing simply refused.

"But I am a descendant of Loulan, I always have the right to worship my ancestors, right?" Tchaikov pretended to be pitiful.

"That's not okay, we signed a confidentiality agreement, and we must not reveal the location of the royal tomb."

"What if...... Furtively...... I promise not to reveal it to anyone, and Pandey will not know. "Tchaikov is not dead yet.

"That's not going to work either!" Xia Ruobing glanced at him.

“GOD！ This woman is really hard-hearted! Tchaikov was very helpless, turned his face and said to Wang Xingguo seriously, "Wang, I dare to guarantee that you will not be happy if you marry this stubborn woman." ”

Wang Xingguo smiled and took Xia Ruobing's hand, and the wedding rings on the ring fingers of the two shone brightly......

At the other end of the Peak of the Dead, Mr. Min's expedition team followed the footsteps of the ancient people of Loulan and came to the foot of the Peak of the Dead for the third time.

"Mr. Min, everything is OK, you can go down." Chen Badai was the leader of the expedition, he did a good job of protecting the station, checked it correctly, and said to Mr. Min on the walkie-talkie, "Say hello to the princess of Loulan on my behalf!" ”

Mr. Min, who was waiting anxiously by the ice crevice, raised an OK gesture at him to reunite with Shi Yingbing.

He took Shi Yingbing's hand and whispered to her: "The meeting in this world is a reunion after a long absence, Princess Loulan, I will take you home." ”