"Poof!" The raging waters hit the shore and made a huge splash.

On the coast of the East China Sea, Qin Shi Huang and Jiang Mingyue stood here, admiring the vast sea in front of them and looking at the incomparable beauty.

The sea and the sky are the same color, the real sea and the sky are the same color, the big waves are rising, the seagulls are flapping their wings, and the rolling monstrous waves are more like themselves, how much like his magnificent life of Qin Shi Huang.

The monstrous waves fell, and all the young people were washed away in front of his eyes, and he could no longer make waves.

"Whew!" At this time, just as Qin Shi Huang was looking at the sea view in high spirits, a cool sea breeze suddenly blew towards him.

When he landed, "cough cough," a violent cough sounded, and Qin Shi Huang actually coughed for two minutes, coughing his face full of blood and flushing.

Jiang Mingyue patted his back worriedly, and tears were already faintly shining in her eyes.

Finally, Qin Shi Huang stopped coughing, and the expression on his face gradually returned to normal.

"It's okay." Jiang Mingyue looked at her husband worriedly and handed him a handkerchief.

Taking his wife's handkerchief, Qin Shi Huang wiped his mouth, and then couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Hehe, this person is still old, although he is only forty, but this body is not like before after all." ”

"What's going on?" Seeing the trace of blood on the handkerchief, Jiang Mingyue was so frightened that her pretty face turned white, covered the corners of her mouth, and exclaimed!

Qin Shi Huang smiled and hugged his wife's delicate body, and sighed warmly: "It's all the root of the disease left when I was young, alas, I almost died like Xiaowei in the battle of Yingcheng, although Li Laosi saved me at that time, but it also left a trace of hidden danger in my body after all, I didn't feel much when I was young, and I didn't feel anything bad about this injury, but now I ........"

Looking at his hands that were no longer young, and looking at the wrinkles that gradually appeared on his hands, Qin Shi Huang shook his head and smiled bitterly, "But not now, this old man, all the roots of the disease left by the past have been found, and they have all begun to count the heroic debts left by the widow when they were young. ”

Seeing his wife's depressed expression, Qin Shi Huang sighed, gently hugged her waist and said, "Don't think about it, this illness is also something I am destined to bear, and I can't avoid it." ”

"Besides, it's been so long, it's been so many years, don't you understand? There are some things that you can't escape if you want to, but if you can...... That Xiaowei, how did he become what he is now. ”

Gently wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, Jiang Mingyue sobbed softly, "I know, I know all this, I'm just afraid, I'm afraid that I will lose you, Sister Zhiyi passed away a few years ago, you said in case you ......"

Hearing Jiang Mingyue mention Zheng Zhiyi, Qin Shi Huang's face couldn't help but sink a lot.

Three years ago, Zheng Zhiyi died of illness, and when she left, Daqin would have no queen.

Originally, Qin Shi Huang wanted to make Jiang Mingyue the queen, but Jiang Mingyue disagreed, because she didn't care about those false names, she just wanted to be by her husband's side.

"Don't worry, the widow is only forty years old this year, God hasn't taken me away so quickly, besides, although the widow has ruled the world, but I still have a lot of things to do, my grand career, my imperial career has just begun."

The high-spirited Qin Shi Huang, holding his wife in his arms, pointed out the country, "I am the Great Qin Shi Huang, so I will never bow my head to God so easily, even if I bow my head, before that, I have to compete with him." "No matter how many years have passed, Qin Shi Huang is still so domineering, because he is the first emperor of the ages, and the first emperor is in power.

"Hmm." Jiang Mingyue hummed softly, leaning on her husband's arms, she was very happy, and meeting Qin Shihuang was the luckiest thing in her life.

It's just that.......

Looking at her green silk that was no longer beautiful, and looking at the wrinkles that appeared on her jade hands, Jiang Mingyue's face darkened, and I said to myself: "But I'm no longer young, maybe I will become a yellow-faced woman in a few years, and at that time, will you still love me like you do today?" ”

Hearing this, Qin Shi Huang laughed, showing the emperor's domineering, "Isn't it just that your face is not old?" I am Qin Shi Huang, I am the master of the world, as long as you want, even the stars in the sky I can pick for you. ”

Turning his head, Qin Shi Huang said in a loud voice: "Come on, pass on Xu Fu!" ”

"No." Zhao Gao hurriedly retreated and went to summon Fang Shi Xu Fu.

Not long after, Xu Fu, a priest dressed in the official uniform of Great Qin, came to Qin Shihuang and Jiang Mingyue, and bowed, "Weichen Xu Fu see Your Majesty, see Niangniang." ”

Qin Shi Huang waved his hand, "No need to be polite, Xu Fu, I ask you, not long ago you said that there is an immortal island in the depths of the sea called Fusang?" There are a lot of exotic medicines on the island, even the elixir of immortality, but is it true? ”

Xu Fu was overjoyed, "That's right." ”

Qin Shi Huang nodded secretly, "Okay, then I will fulfill your request and give you five hundred boys and girls, and when everything is ready, you can take them to search for those rare elixirs for me." ”

"Obey." Xu Fu was overjoyed and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.

But at this time, Qin Shi Huang suddenly stretched out his hand and said, "Don't worry, the main purpose of me asking you to go to Fusang is not to find those rare elixirs, I want you to find the legendary flower on the other side for me first, are you sure?" ”

Xu Fu was stunned for a moment, and then asked in disbelief: "Your Majesty....... As long as the other side of the flowers? ”

Qin Shi Huang nodded, and looked at Jiang Mingyue, who was happy and shy, gently, "That's right, as long as I can make people look ageless, of course, it would be better if you could find the elixir." ”

Xu Fu's heart was shocked, and his impression of Qin Shi Huang changed a lot.

"We're in command." Without further ado, Xu Fu bowed his hand to Qin Shi Huang and slowly retreated.

When Xu Fu and Zhao Gao had left, Jiang Mingyue pulled the corner of Qin Shi Huang's clothes and asked with a smile: "You should know that there is no elixir of immortality in this world at all, right?" At least that's the case in the mortal world, but why are you .......?"

Qin Shi Huang smiled mysteriously, "Of course, the widow knows that there is never any elixir of immortality in this world, but the flower on the other side is real. ”

"And ......," Qin Shi Huang sighed faintly, "and this is not the era of two thousand years later, the current Great Qin, there are still many rare treasures, and even the elixir of life is not impossible and impossible to exist." ”

Jiang Mingyue was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help nodding in her heart, "Yes, this is not the era after two thousand years, it is now two thousand years ago, the era closest to the legendary ancient myths, the elixir of life....... It's not impossible that it doesn't exist, right? ”

"Alas," a long sigh rang out.

Qin Shi Huang cast his somewhat gloomy gaze to the sea in the distance, and those majestic eyes contained endless unwillingness.

"Mingyue, you know what? The widow is really not very willing, the widow is really unwilling to die like that after nine years, I am the first emperor of the Great Qin, I am the first emperor of the ages, but I actually ....... I didn't live to be fifty. ”

With his arms outstretched, Qin Shi Huang looked up to the sky and shouted, "My ambition has not been fully realized, and my great cause of unification is only half completed, I want to live, I want to continue to live, I want to create a real immortal dynasty!" ”

Shaking his head gently, the majestic Qin Shi Huang whispered to himself, "All this is still a little too little, and I am not satisfied at all, I want to leave more things, I want everyone in the world to remember me, and everyone to remember me, the great Qin Shi Huang!" An emperor through the ages. ”

Looking at his man, looking at the high-spirited and majestic emperor in front of him, Jiang Mingyue smiled gently, took his hand, and said softly: "Okay, then I'll accompany you, then I'll wait to see that day." ”

Holding his wife's waist and looking at the magnificent sea in front of him, Qin Shi Huang raised his chin high, "Look, take your time, and watch how your man continues to write brilliant in the history books." ”

"Hehe, died in the dunes....... It's not reconciled to think about it. ”

........

In the camp of Northern Xinjiang.

Meng Tian sat silently in the tent, his back was high and straight, a pair of tiger eyes stared at the Long Yuan Sword on the bookcase, and the pair of eyes like torches were covered with dark red bloodshots.

At this moment, in the camp in northern Xinjiang, outside the noisy tent, there was a sound of neighing horses from time to time.

"Kill ——!"

"Kill ——!"

"Kill ——!"

"Great Qin, Mengjiajun——! Kill ——! ”

Meng Tian raised his head slightly, listening to the roar coming from outside the tent with nostalgia, he knew that it was the soldiers of the Mengjia Army who were practicing, and he knew that it was the 300,000 soldiers of the Mengjia Army who he brought out by Meng Tian himself, and they were sweating on the school field.

"Great Qin, Meng's army." Meng Tian whispered alone, Kong Wu's powerful big hand gently brushed the Long Yuan Sword on the bookcase, the unwillingness in the depths of his pupils, the disdain in the depths of his pupils, with the deafening shouts outside the camp, burst out in an all-round way.

"Hehe, Great Qin, Mengjia Army, the commander of Daqin's 300,000 Mengjia Army, Meng Tian." Meng Tian raised his head slightly, narrowed his eyes, looked out of the tent where the dust was flying and the soldiers were charging, and whispered to himself, "The god of war of Great Qin, is the end of the first general of Great Qin suicide?" Is my destiny to kill myself? Hehe, unwilling, really unwilling. ”

"Even though I already know what my end will be, why am I so unwilling?"

"Whew." Raising his head, he exhaled a breath of turbidity, and the corners of Meng Tian's mouth suddenly outlined a playful smile, "Do you want to kill yourself if you let me commit suicide?" Do you want me to kill myself? Then I am ....... Is it still Meng Tian? ”

"Fate, heaven, history, interesting things, these things that cannot be seen or touched, but they are entangled in all of us all the time, we can't break free, and we can't escape, but ......." Meng Tian smiled, "But not everyone will die in the end of their own fate, at least I will not be Meng Tian, and my Great Qin General Meng Tian will never commit suicide like a coward!" ”

"Bang." The big hand clenched the Long Yuan Sword fiercely, and two shocking lights burst out from Meng Tian's eyes like a torch.

"God, I plan to fight with you again, I want you to see, fate, history, can it be changed! I want you to see clearly what the end of my Meng Tian will be in the future! ”

"Cangchangchang!" Long Yuan unsheathed and slashed off the bookcase in front of him.

"Fate, fate that can't be seen or touched, hehe, Xiaowei lost to you, many people lost to you, but I am ....... I'm going to win over you! ”

"Even if I die, I am still Meng Tian, and I am still the Great Qin God of War!"

.........

One year, two years, three years.

The white horse flies, time flies, and three years have passed in a flash, and Huang Xiaowei is twenty-seven years old.

A certain sage once said that there is nothing more cruel in the world than time, because it is so fast, looking back in a moment, half a life is gone.

Time has taken away too many things, and too many people and things have been lost in time.

Three years had passed since the modern era, and Great Qin's time was exactly three times his.

Nine years, nine years have passed since Daqin Yihuang, and three years have passed since the modern Yihuang.

The ruthless time and space, the cruel laws, and fate are starting to play tricks again.

Nine years have passed, and the Great Qin Shi Huang has changed from an ambitious middle-aged man to an old man with gray hair, old age, and full of diseases.

Admiral Meng Tian's head was also covered with gray hair, and the dark wounds left by the battlefield when he was young found him.

In the tent of the camp in northern Xinjiang, whenever it is quiet at night, the coughing sound of the first warrior of China can be heard in the tent.

They are all old, old in their own world, old in their own time and space.

But they are still struggling, even in the last moments of their lives.

Both of them are proud, even the heavens can't let them bow their heads, they all give it a try, and they all have to fight against the sky.

Don't spell ...... It's not them.

........

Three years have passed in a flash, Huang Xiaowei's appearance has not changed much, his hair is still so snow-white, and his appearance is still so young, but he, a twenty-seven-year-old young man, has a heavy dead air and a heavy depression.

Now he may be more suitable for the title of mausoleum keeper.

Three years, four graves, one sitting for three years.

He spent most of the day sitting quietly in front of the grave alone, looking at the grave in front of him, thinking about those who had been dead for many years.

The villa is quiet, no longer with the hustle and bustle of the past.

All that came from the lonely world was the sound of the wind.

He could no longer hear the explosion, he could no longer hear the two old fellows arguing, he could no longer see ........ The little girl smiled cutely.

Everything in the past dissipated with the wind, and the people and things of the past, as well as the scenes of the past, turned into permanent memories and slept in his mind.

Those memories are very beautiful, and he has lived by those beautiful memories in the past three years.

Reminiscing about the young man in his memory, recalling the people in his memory, and recalling the things that happened in the past.

Everything is as beautiful as the first time we saw it yesterday.

Huang Xiaowei, whose head was lowered, like an old farmer, raised his head heavily, his dim eyes were empty, looking at the blue sky above his head, looking at the earth under his feet, looking at the grave in front of him, his eyes were illusory, and Huang Xiaowei, who was full of gorgeous hair, lowered his head.

The fingers of his hands trembled slightly, and there was an inaudible sound from his chapped lips.

"How much longer....... That day...... And how much longer. ”

"Whew!" The breeze blew, ruffling his gray hair, squinting his empty eyes, and his stiff back struggling and twisting like an insect.

He asked again how long it would be, and he asked again how long it would be before his friend would leave him completely.

He may or may not know the answer, because that day will come sooner or later.

In the three years that he sat in front of the grave, Huang Xiaowei thought about it every day, and in the end he came to the same conclusion.

"History is history, and it can never be changed."

And what he wants to change is never history, what he can't accept is just the end of his friends in history.

If you can't accept it, he still has to accept it.

He's taken in too much, and he's seen too much.

* The girl, the scarred general, the unfailing general, and the two heroes who died of illness in front of their eyes one after another.

This is the trajectory of their lives, this is their destiny.

Looking up at the white clouds and scorching sun in the sky, Huang Xiaowei, who opened his chapped lips, his withered white hair fluttered gently in the wind, and his eyes were illusory, and he murmured softly.

"Brother Win, Lao Meng, how are you doing now? That ends....... In the end, you can't change it, right? ”

........

210 BC, Daqin sand dunes.

Qin Shi Huang came here, and nine years later, at the age of forty-nine, when he made his fifth tour of the world, he finally came to the place where the First Emperor was destined - the sand dunes.

This time, after coming to the dunes, he didn't continue his cruise, because he ....... I can't walk anymore.

On the sickbed, Qin Shi Huang, whose face was gloomy and his hair was also gray, lay on the bed weakly, and his tiger eyes, which exuded a terrifying light all the time, were already cloudy at this moment.

He's coming to an end, he's going to end his life.

But unwilling, really unwilling!

Tilted his head slightly, looked at Zhao Gaoli Si and the others beside him, and then looked at his youngest son Hu Hai, even though he was dying and depressed, he was still the first emperor of Great Qin, but he was still the first emperor of the ages.

"Lift me up." An irresistible majesty came from the mouth of Qin Shi Huang.

Li Si and Zhao Gao exchanged glances with each other, and then Zhao Gao stood beside Qin Shi Huang with a smile and said, "Your Majesty, you are not feeling well, you still need to rest more." ”

"I'll let you help me up!" An angry cry came from the mouth of His Majesty the First Emperor, Rao knew that the person in front of him was about to die, but Zhao Gao still couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and he couldn't care about anything else at the moment, and hurriedly helped the seriously ill Qin Shi Huang up.

This is His Majesty the First Emperor of Great Qin, and even death is not something that a eunuch can bully.

"Bring a pen." Qin Shi Huang said in a deep voice.

"No."

Soon, Zhao Gao found a brocade cloth and a brush and placed it in front of Qin Shi Huang.

Qin Shi Huang, whose face was pale and had begun to exude a thick sense of death, sat on the bed, stretched out his wrinkled hands with difficulty, and grabbed the brush.

He began to write, he began to write letters to his friends, and on his deathbed, the only person he cared about was him.

Qin Shi Huang wrote very hard, during which he fell into a coma several times due to physical exhaustion, but every time he woke up, he sat up strongly, and every time he woke up, he gritted his teeth and continued to write.

The flame of life has dimmed, and it only takes a fresh breeze to blow it away.

But he is Qin Shi Huang, he won't die like this, he has to fight again, he has to fight again!

At last he finished writing the letter he had written to him, and just as he put down his brush....... The messenger sent by Xu Fu also returned.

"Your Majesty, Lord Xu Fu lived up to His Majesty's trust and finally found the elixir of immortality!" The messenger held the brocade box in his hand and knelt down on one knee and shouted.

In an instant, Qin Shi Huang's cloudy old eyes burst out with a fine light, and he said impatiently: "Present it, quickly present it to me!" ”

"No." Master Zhao stood in front of Qin Shi Huang with the elixir of life.

But just as Qin Shi Huang wanted to eat it, the envoy's face suddenly turned pale, knelt on the ground, and shouted tremblingly: "Your Majesty, slow down!" ”

The dying Qin Shi Huang was stunned for a moment, "What's wrong?" ”

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the messenger wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and slowly said the so-called elixir.

"Your Majesty, before coming here, Lord Xu Fu had specially instructed the small one, let the small one tell His Majesty everything, Lord Xu Fu is grateful for His Majesty's kindness, so he did not dare to expire Your Majesty, he said that although this medicine is very likely to be an elixir, it is very likely that it is not."

After a pause, the envoy continued: "Lord Xu Fu has been very careful to help His Majesty find medicine over the years, but Lord Xu Fu has searched all over Fusang all these years, and he has only found such a pill, which is the most similar to the legendary elixir, but....... But Lord Xu Fu didn't dare to guarantee the medicinal properties of this medicine at all, because it was a murderous ....... all over the place."

Before the envoy could finish his words, Qin Shi Huang interrupted him and asked with a smile: "You just need to tell me what will happen to me if you take this medicine." ”

The messenger trembled, lowered his head, and responded tremblingly, "Lord Xu Fu once said that if you can't live forever after taking this medicine, I'm just afraid of ...... I'm afraid that I will completely return to the West! Your Majesty, please think again. ”

Listening to the words of the envoy, Qin Shi Huang fell silent.

Die or Die...... Hehe, interesting, interesting, is this really going to give me my life a fight?

Well, I like it, I like it!

Without any hesitation, the old man's big hand grasped the medicine box, and at this moment, the momentum of Qin Shi Huang's body was increasing little by little, and the tiger's eyes once again revealed a domineering aura that swallowed the world.

"You know what? I haven't lived enough, I've not lived enough. The big hand gently rubbed the medicine box, and Qin Shi Huang, who was old and wrinkled at the corners of his eyes, laughed loudly, "I am unwilling, I am really unwilling, I am unwilling to die like this, I am unwilling to lose to God like this, to lose to the so-called fate!" ”

"I'm going to try, I'm going to fight, I'm going to die, okay! I will use my life to fight against the sky today! ”

Swallowing the elixir in one gulp, Qin Shi Huang slowly closed his eyes and muttered softly.

"Xiaowei, Brother Win is unwilling, Brother Win is going to fight with fate."

"Sick to the dunes? Hehe, Brother Ying is not convinced, not convinced! ”

........

In the camp of Northern Xinjiang.

Possessed by pure black armor, Meng Tian, who was incomparably tall and majestic with his body set off, stood in the middle of the camp, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at the gloomy sky.

There wasn't much expression on his face, and there wasn't much sadness, even though he knew what day it was.

"It's going to snow." Looking at the cloudy sky, Meng Tian smiled lightly, then turned around and went back to the tent.

"My lord, it should be similar to my choice, right? Well, now he should be trying to change. ”

A long sigh came out of Meng Tian's mouth, "It's just a pity, the result shouldn't have changed." ”

"Brush!" In the next moment, Meng Tian raised his hand violently and pulled out a Qin-character banner beside him, looking at the Qin-character banner that was separated and unfurled in the wind, Meng Tian smiled slightly: "King, don't worry, the last general will soon go with you, but don't worry, it doesn't matter if you lose, and the last general, before he dies, the last general will definitely give the so-called fate, a great gift." ”

.........

Dune.

Qin Shi Huang, who was sitting straight on the bed, swallowed the elixir for ten minutes, and the corners of his mouth ....... A smear of red blood flowed out.

The big hand trembled and touched the corners of his mouth, and when he saw the bright blood beads, Qin Shi Huang grinned lightly, "In the end....... I still can't fight. ”

.......

Nowadays.

"Or are you sitting here alone?" Qin Shi Huang came behind Huang Xiaowei and sighed softly.

According to Huang Xiaowei, who was sitting in front of the grave with his back around his back, he smiled when he heard this familiar voice coming from behind, "I'm used to it, if I don't sit here every day, I feel uncomfortable." After speaking, Huang Xiaowei turned his head to look at Qin Shi Huang behind him and threw a smile at him.

But when Huang Xiaowei saw the wrinkled face and the half of his gorgeous hair, the expression on his face ....... Instantly froze.

Qin Shi Huang has not come back once in the past three years, so the impression he left on Huang Xiaowei will always be that mighty middle-aged man, and he will always be the domineering young man in his memory.

The winning brother who dared to use his martial and thin shoulders to resist everything for him.

Can ....... today? Huang Xiaowei suddenly found that his winning brother ....... Old, old...... It's not like that.

"Do I look older than you now?" Qin Shi Huang smiled and patted his thigh, "Alas, this is also a helpless thing, the widow has been fighting with the sky all these years, but this day ......" Looking up at the scorching sun in the sky, Qin Shi Huang blinked bitterly at the already cloudy old eyes, and said: "But this day is really not something that ordinary people can fight, even if I am Qin Shi Huang, I can't fight him." ”

"No, it's not the sky that we can't fight, it's life." Turning around, Huang Xiaowei said in a deep voice the truth he had realized over the years.

Qin Shi Huang nodded thoughtfully, reached out to touch his withered white hair, and said with a wry smile: "You're right, what we can't fight is never the sky, but the life of each of us." ”

Opening his mouth slightly, Qin Shi Huang whispered softly behind Huang Xiaowei's back, "Xiaowei, come and see me, Brother Ying lost just now, lost to God, lost to fate, and now ........ Come and see me one last time. ”

When the words fell, a gust of wind blew, and the figure of Qin Shi Huang disappeared.

Huang Xiaowei was stunned suddenly, and in the next moment, Huang Xiaowei's eyes gradually widened, and it turned out that he had just ....... It was just his hallucination.

But.......

A horrific premonition welled up in his mind.

It's coming, it's coming, this day....... It's still here in the end!

"Brother Win!" An exclamation sounded, Huang Xiaowei waved his hands, and instantly tore through time and space, going to Daqin, who he had not been for three years, let alone dared to go.

At the moment of tearing through time and space, Huang Xiaowei's eyes welled up with tears.

"It's coming, it's coming, it's still coming, but it's ...... Can....... Wait for me! You're going to wait for me! Let me see you, let me see you one last time! ”

"Brother Win!"

..........

"Brush!" In an instant, Huang Xiaowei, who was full of gorgeous hair, came to Daqin and came to the heavily guarded sand dunes.

But the next moment, standing in front of Qin Shi Huang's tent, before he had time to enter the king's tent, the roar of the Great Qin Shi Huang sounded in his ears.

"I am not willing to ——!"

The roar sounded, and the heavens and the earth were silent.

In the next moment, a loud cry suddenly came from the king's tent.

"Your Majesty!"

"Poof." Listening to these cries, Huang Xiaowei fell to his knees as if his backbone had been pulled out.

Tears dripped like threads, grabbing the soil in his hand, Huang Xiaowei sobbed in a low voice, and muttered in remorse, "Brother Win....... Brother Win......"

He was late, he didn't ....... The last time I saw him, he couldn't ....... See that man for the last time!

"Brother Win!" With his head on the ground, Huang Xiaowei let out a heart-rending wail.

gone, that man is gone, that man is gone, that man who refuses to bow to God, that man who has been domineering all his life, that man who pulls himself out of the depths of the sea of blood....... Gone away from him.

"Brother Win, Brother Win!" Huang Xiaowei knelt outside the tent, crying loudly, crying heartbreakingly, shouting his brother win, shouting his lifelong brother win.

"Xiaowei, don't be afraid, there is Brother Win, and I will carry it for you when the sky falls!"

"Since Xiaowei called me Brother Win, then I can't ignore him!"

"Xiaowei, go with Brother Ying, Brother Ying will take you home, let's go home——!"

Scenes from the past rushed to Huang Xiaowei's heart, and every word Qin Shi Huang said and everything he did appeared in front of his eyes.

Brother Win, his Brother Win, the man he can resist for him when the sky falls, the man who sacrificed his life to pull him out in the sea of blood of eight million undead...... Gone, gone!

"Master Hou." Just as Huang Xiaowei was crying bitterly, Zhao Gao came to him with a brocade cloth in his hand, and said sadly: "Hou Ye, this is what His Majesty asked the slave to hand over to Hou Ye before he died, His Majesty said that Hou Ye will definitely come, and he asked the slave and maid to wait for Hou Ye, and he must hand over this letter to Hou Ye." ”

"Brother Win, go ahead...... Did you leave anything behind? Holding the letter in his arms, Huang Xiaowei, who was full of tears, asked tremblingly.

Zhao Gao shook his head, "No." ”

"Okay, I got it." Choked up and inhaled, Huang Xiaowei clenched the brocade cloth in his hand.

When Zhao Gao left, he gently opened the brocade cloth, and in an instant, tears blurred his vision again, and a terrible cry came out of his mouth.

"Xiaowei, when you read this letter, Brother Ying is probably no longer there, right? Hehe, don't be sad, this day, Brother Ying has been ready for a long time, in fact, I have been waiting for this day all these years, because Brother Ying is not convinced, because Brother Ying is unwilling, Brother Ying doesn't want to die of illness like that, Brother Ying wants to try it to see if anything can change. ”

"But it's a pity, you saw this letter, which means that Brother Ying lost, but it doesn't matter, in this life, you Brother Win is worth it, sweeping Liuhe, dominating the world, Brother Win has done what more than a dozen ancestors of Great Qin have never done, Brother Ying is the emperor, Brother Ying is the first emperor in the world, it's worth it!"

"It's a pity...... In the end, Brother Ying still has to leave, or to leave this world. Xiaowei, Mingyue died of illness two years ago, and I have already buried her in the imperial mausoleum, and the same is true for Brother Ying, I'm sorry, this time....... Brother Ying can't go home with you, and he can't be by your side forever. ”

"Because I am the emperor, I am the Great Qin Shi Huang and the Great! Even if I die, I will continue to lead my Great Qin King in the underworld, and even if I die, Brother Ying is still the first emperor of the ages, and Brother Ying is still the first emperor of Great Qin! ”

"Brother Win!" A tragic cry came out of Huang Xiaowei's mouth, looking at this letter, looking at this letter with very scribbled handwriting, Huang Xiaowei could fully imagine how powerless Qin Shi Huang was when writing this letter, how hard it was.

But even so, Huang Xiaowei still saw from this letter that the Great Qin Shi Huang, who was peerless and the world's best.

All his life, he was so domineering, until he died....... It's still so domineering.

At the end of the letter, Qin Shi Huang also left one last sentence for Huang Xiaowei.

"Xiaowei, do you know? Brother Ying is very happy in this life, happy to meet you, you are quite stupid, but Brother Ying likes you. ”

"Hahaha! Dare to ask if God has an afterlife? ”

"Well, there will be, Brother Ying believes that there will be, if there is really an afterlife, Brother Ying will definitely go to you in the future, in the next life, I will still be your Brother Win! I will always be your Huang Xiaowei's winning brother! ”

"Brother Win!" The heart-rending sound that was no longer like that of a human came from the depths of Huang Xiaowei's throat.

He wept, holding the letter in his arms, weeping bitterly, holding the letter in his arms, screaming and twisting on the ground.

Brother Win........ His winning brother will be ...... in the next life Or my winning brother, forever....... Brother Win.

"Okay, in the next life, you will still be my winning brother, and I will still be your brother." Like a wild dog that has lost its backbone, Huang Xiaowei lay on the ground and twitched, twitching from time to time, and the letter in his arms was clenched very tightly, very tightly.

But soon, Huang Xiaowei stood up from the ground violently, because he remembered someone, and he remembered his last friend.

Brother Ying is gone, that old Meng .........

"Lao Meng!" When the words fell, Huang Xiaowei turned into a white light and disappeared.

He went to the camp in northern Xinjiang to meet ...... His last friend.