Outside the city.

The starlight is scarce, and the green light leads the way. The autumn wind blows, with a gloomy meaning.

The wind was cold at night, and Fang Yuting led the way in front, guarding a man with a tired body and a big coat.

The coughing sound kept coming out of the mouth of the man behind him, which was heart-wrenching.

No one knew that the leader of the current imposing Chengtian Dao was already terminally ill. And this time, he braved the wind and cold, but he came to meet someone who was extremely important to him.

His fateful opponent, Yang Ci, the general of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Yang You'an!

This secret trip, in the Chengtian Dao, except for Yuan Cheng, only Fang Yuting knew.

Although Fang Yuting himself didn't know, why did Yuan Cheng want to see Yang Ci? I don't know what kind of Longtan tiger's den will be ahead.

Fang Yuting reminded him all the way, for fear that he would kill heavy troops on the way, and Yang Ci's men and horses would wipe them out.

But in fact, they had an easy journey along the way.

And Yang Ci had already been waiting at the agreed place.

On the top of the cliff, Yang Ci stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the hazy purple night and black smoke in the distance, I don't know what he was thinking. Fang Yuting couldn't see Yang Ci's face clearly, he never looked back, only said.

"Brother Shoucheng, are you here?"

"Brother You'an, I'm here!"

This scene is not as tense as Fang Yuting imagined, and there is even some indifference when the old people are reunited.

"Your 200,000 Heavenly Dao elites have been wiped out, and now you are here to surrender to me?"

"I did lose, but you didn't win either! Brother You'an, if you use such means to destroy my 200,000 sect members, you should know what the consequences will be. ”

"The heavens hate it, the earth abandons it, and people hate it, and the descendants will lose their longevity and will not die well."

Yang Ci said it calmly, but what he got was Yuan Cheng laughing loudly.

laughed to the end, the sound was broken, and only blood continued.

Fang Yuting didn't know the relationship between the two people, but from tonight's point of view, it was by no means as rumored by the outside world, and they were incompatible.

"If you want this, I'll give it to you. But what do you know what you're doing now? ”

Yang Ci smiled, and there was a meaning in Fang Yuting's incomprehensible voice.

"This splendid country is held in your own hands, and it is not interesting. It's not as much fun as beating you. ”

"If you defeat me, can the country of Da Zhou sit back and relax? You know, I understand. Even if you, Yang You'an, have the ability to reach the sky, help the building to fall, and turn the tide around, you still can't save this rotten world. Without me, the world would still be in chaos, but it's just the difference between late and early. ”

Yang Ci didn't say anything, but Yuan Cheng continued: "I'm about to die, but you can still live." If there is to be a master for this country, I hope it will be you. I have a way to change the fate of your Yang clan. As long as you are willing to ask me, I will definitely help you. ”

Yuan Cheng's face showed sincerity, but what answered him was a sigh.

"The world is the world of the people of the world. This country has never had a master, you and I are both passers-by, but we just used this world as a chessboard and handed over a hand. Your destiny is coming to an end, and so am I. Let's leave this chessboard for posterity! ”

The leisurely wind blew on his face, with a hint of familiarity, Fang Yuting opened his eyes. He shook his head and woke up from his dream, but laughed at himself.

The memories of a long time ago are still clear now, and what he can't forget is the scene of the two strongest men of that era clash outside the city that night.

"My lord, my lord calls you."

"Got it!"

Outside the house, Fang Yuting answered softly, stood up from the couch, and put on his clothes.

Fang Yuting has always had hatred in his heart. He hated Yang Ci and hated his master Yuan Cheng.

On that night, he saw the other side of Yang Ci and Yuan Cheng, the unknown side.

In the eyes of the world, Yang Ci did his best for the Great Zhou. In the eyes of the Chengtian Taoists, Yuan Cheng could not do anything in order to smash this rotten country.

They are heroes, equal opponents, and the biggest obstacle in the eyes of both sides. One is the great hero who turned the tide recorded in the history books, and the other is a great thief with boundless sins.

But even the Chengtian Sect who hated Yang Ci the most couldn't deny the admiration for him in their hearts.

Only Fang Yuting knew that the world, in the hearts of those two people, was never important.

That night, Fang Yuting saw with his own eyes how his master used this world as a bargaining chip in the transaction and gave it to Yang Ci, in exchange for his low plea.

And Yang Ci, holding the world at his fingertips, didn't look at it, and discarded it easily.

That night, Fang Yuting finally understood a truth.

The two of them are the biggest source of disaster in the world.

Yuan Cheng died, closing his eyes in the tearful eyes of millions of Chengtian cultists.

Yang Ci died, the third prince carried the coffin, Jiuqing opened the way, and the Son of Heaven caressed the coffin and sent it for thirty miles.

But in this world, there is still chaos after all.

The princes competed with each other, and the smoke was in the sky. Years of hunger and cold, the road is left with white bones.

Everything was as expected by these two people, but between their words, what was the mood of the people who had really experienced it?

They may know, but they don't care. They can change all this, but they care more about whether they can win each other.

But in the eyes of the world, they are all big heroes.

Ha! That's a big joke.

But God made a bigger joke on him, and after many years, Fang Yuting saw the shadows of these two people in one person again.

Yang Xian!

Yang Zizhan!

Fang Yuting chose Huan Wu as the main one because he was an ambitious person, because he was a person who struggled out of the troubled times, and because he was an ugly and humble person.

He understands more the truth that Yang Ci and Yuan Cheng have never understood, and may understand but do not pay attention to at all.

Because it was once ugly and humble, it will be cherished.

Fang Yuting was in charge of Qingxu's 300,000 Chengtian Sect disciples, and he chose to take refuge in Huan Wu for this reason. And now the Central Plains, which is gradually regaining its vitality, is the best proof.

"See the lord!"

"Yuting is here, your face is not good, didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Back to the lord, Yang Chun is here, how can the minister sleep peacefully?"

Huan Wu smiled and said, "Yuting has this heart, so I can rest assured." After Yang Chun came to the Divine Capital, there were many restless people in this Divine Capital. ”

"I understand. The people who dealt with Yang Chun had almost been summoned. If Yang Chun dares to act rashly, he will be killed, and he must be buried with him. ”

Huan Wu frowned, what was the decision in these words?

"Yuting, Yang Chun is important, but for me, you are more important than him. Got it? ”

"The minister understands!"

Fang Yuting looked at Huan Wu, who was already sitting upright, he definitely didn't want to see another Yang Ci or Yuan Cheng appear, and said secretly in his heart.

Yang Xian, you must die!