"If you're not strong enough, just get stronger."

This childish child is not useless.

"Getting stronger?"

Suddenly he raised his head, and his eyes were dark and shining with a little starlight.

Well, it's not ugly.

I saw that in the shining sun, a person with long clothes and water sleeves, his hair in a high bun, and his face was as white as the cold moon.

Even so, he couldn't stop wanting to get closer.

"Don't go ......"

Although it is a weak word, it can finally be passed into the ears.

"Why?"

Why? He didn't know why.

But keep him, and you will keep him.

"Don't go!"

Don't wait for him to reply to him, hurry to make up a word.

"I'm going to be strong......"

"So what?"

"So don't go."

Words that are whispered in a low voice can no longer reach the ears of others.

Please......

"If that's the case, let's try to be strong! Maybe one day, I'll go after you. ”

I watched the figure disappear.

Is it powerful? Be strong and you'll come back......

He is indeed a god.

On the fifth day, my father sent someone to pick him up.

It turned out that he was not an illegitimate child.

He is the place of exaltation in the world.

But this honor will not see the light of day until he is ten years old. This disguise made him endure a lot of humiliation, and now this incomparable dignity that suddenly came, in addition to giving him food and clothing, also deprived him of the only person close to him.

"Why!?" Why did you get out of Prime Minister Lu Cheng's carriage!

Isn't he a father's courtier?

"My son," Zhao Ji looked at her son angrily, not knowing how to explain the intricate relationship between them. The inextricable threads are no longer within her control.

"You'll understand when you grow up."

What does it mean to grow up?

The mother who is getting stranger and stranger, he almost doesn't know her anymore.

What about intimacy?

The moment he stepped into the palace gate, he was abandoned by his identity.

Include the first name.

His surname is now Win, and he is a politician.

Now I'm afraid that there are only people in memory.

He'll be stronger, so strong that you want to come back.

At the age of thirteen, he became the king of the country.

But you haven't come back yet.

yes, he's just a puppet now, how can he be considered powerful?

Because he was young, the government was controlled by that man, and he would call him the middle father and let him bully.

Every eunuch can rebel!

He didn't want to endure it anymore, even if there was no perfect solution, he picked up the butcher's knife.

Whoever bullies him and insults him, kill!

Whoever deceives him and coaxes him, kill!

After the crown ceremony, he was a widow and a lonely adult from then on.

So he made a big move, built a lot of construction, crusaded against the six countries, and his territory continued to expand.

In the end, it's all in his pocket.

He proclaimed himself emperor and called him the first emperor.

Just because the Three Emperors and Five Emperors are the titles of the immortals.

He's a mortal, he knows.

The emperor is just deceiving himself and wants to be closer to you.

But you still didn't come.

But if you don't come back, he may not be able to wait any longer.

He's going to get old and he's going to die.

Xu Fu is like a fairy like a Buddha and will live forever in the world.

He granted those ridiculous requests, just to see him, and ask him if you remember me?

But it turned out to be nothing more than a hoax.

Hope was shattered, and he killed all the warlocks in the world.

Immortality is, after all, delusional.

Knowing that Xu Fu was afraid of losing his life, he gave him that vague hope.

In the end, it was the end of life.

Lying on the couch, half a minute unable to move.

is so weak, I'm afraid he can't come.

"I've only been gone for more than a month, and you've become like this."

The breath on the couch is dying, and the wealth of life is pressing. I no longer see that ragged appearance, nor the clear and resolute eyes of that time. It burned until it disappeared, but it was just a month away.

Indeed, time is the most unforgiving.

"You're here."

The cold tone of the moon is the only warmth in this world.

Over the years, step by step.

He was the only one all along.

All the time,

It's all ......

He had no parents, no children, no brothers, no friends.

All these things he had longed for, he had never obtained.

He was not as happy as he had been at the beginning.

"You're leaving."

He looks like this, the time limit has come, and he can't last for a while.

"Do you still want to go back?"

This place is far away from the king's capital, and he travels far away, but the destiny is like this, and no one can help it.

There is always a price to be paid for going against the destiny of heaven.

"No need."

"There's no me in that land...... Someone you want to meet. ”

What you want to see is already in front of you.

"It's like this for all people."

Alone, alone to death.

"I know ......"

Even though you know it, you still have a luxury, and so does everyone in the world.

"You're here because I'm ...... Is it strong enough? ”

Although the world says that he is cruel and unkind, he cannot be trusted.

But he wanted his approval.

"Hmm."

"This... Here you go... ”

What was handed over was the piece of jade that he was holding when he saw him that day.

In this life, he values the most important things.

To his most important people.

"Kunshan Yunei has been filled with dragon energy."

"Let's go."

All that's left here is a corpse.

Three days later, the whole world died.

It's a pity that he can't see it.

"The Age of Moisture" records: Purple gas hundred turns glass lamp, shark people are oil, the soul of the lamp is not dispersed for thousands of years, and it can stabilize the society. The hall was unusually empty. The only pleasure of being in the inner courtyard of the palace is to wait for the palace people to wipe it every day. They are not human, they move at will, but they are not mortal things made of mud. The baptism of the years, after the catastrophe of death, condenses the essence of the owner, and gradually produces perception. But the ecstasy is just not moving, which is really frustrating. "Wei Zheng, you don't know what to do!" threw away the fold in his hand, overturned the incense case in anger, and threw away all the things he could take. "I'm so angry!" Flicking his sleeves, he strode through the room, and the wind on his sleeves flew with tassels. "Your Majesty! Emperor! "Outside the palace, the people in the palace were already on fire and were turned away, but the ancestors inside did not let people in. Accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, Houmen has always been as deep as the sea, who can come out after jumping in, how can I not understand in the palace all these years? It's not like a three- or two-year-old child who has those unrealistic hearts. "Get out of here!" One by one, they are obstructive and cheap, and they are delusional to stop me! Good! It's all against me, right? Disobedience! Well, that's great! Laugh angrily! The face is hideous, which makes people shudder. "Get out!" Commanded to the void behind him. "What is the emperor's call?" There was a banter in his clear voice that was difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood. In the empty hall, in the rising smoke, a person with long clothes and water sleeves, his hair in a high bun, his face as bright as the cold moon, standing long,

Walking slowly with a hint of charm. "I want you to kill the garbage out there!" You can't share the worries of the Lord, what use do you want them to do! The condition is ...... "simply killing, and there is no need to summon him out so much." "Take what you fancy in this house!" What about ghosts? I am the Son of Heaven! Ordered by the sky, everything in the vast expanse belongs to the royal family, not to mention just playthings! "I just want that glass lamp." Su fingers are slender, and where the fingers are in the cabinet that has been neglected for a long time, I don't know what kind of monarch sent the tribute, which is extremely precious. But this is the Tang Empire, which is not a rare object, and there are countless small countries that seek refuge in the Celestial Empire. What's more, this land of projectiles? "I'll give it to you!" I don't care about it, and I can't take it to heart. Human life and him are as light as mustard, let alone those dead things! Under the whole world, it is not the king's land; On the shore of the land, it is not the king's minister. How do you take my stuff! How about ghosts and gods, still ridiculous things! The background of the person who turned around to get the glass lamp paused slightly, and then the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, and the mockery was weird. Gently took off the glass lamp, stroked the lamp body, and muttered silently, as if whispering to someone, but where is there anyone? Some are just one person and one lamp. Striding out of the palace, the glass lamp that he had taken away flickered and lit up, and the faint green light was like a pair of eyebrows. The body trembled. How so? The glass lamp never came on, and there was no merman oil here to set it on fire! In a trance, I remembered that this was a tribute from a small country in the Far Eastern Sea.

That small country came to make the tone mysterious, his eyebrows were lowered, and he originally thought that it was a natural small family in the land of projectiles, and he couldn't withstand the power of the great power of the Celestial Empire! will be cowardly and uneasy. He also sent someone to fetch the merman's oil, but there was no whereabouts. Such a dead thing doesn't even have the ability to make me laugh, so what's the use of it? Since then, it has been there, and I have not looked at it. Sitting back on the dragon chair, Fang was too angry, and his head hurt for no reason. "Someone! Pass on the Imperial Doctor! The imperial doctor is also a rice bucket, and such a wind disease can't be cured. In vain, they all claim to be miracle doctors! I rubbed my temples vigorously, and I don't know if the ghost can find some useful people, so I'll ask when I am summoned next time. "Why did you choose me?" One person has one lamp, and there is no one else, there is only a lamp that shakes itself without wind. The blue is vibrant, swaying brightly. "Liuli, I ask you, why are you staying here?" No rhetorical questions. "Why am I here?" There was a slight hoarse buzz, like a cry, and then it fell silent. "It's probably the begging of the little ghost!" Then it fell silent again. "Mortals are clumsy, they can't recognize that your glass beast is to protect the family and defend the country, stabilize the society, and falsely treat you as an evil thing that needs shark oil, and you are pushed back and forth by the world in vain, but you don't care about this." Tongue-in-cheek. "You have been in the world for a hundred years, and the fairy world lamp soul is the most faint thing, why are you so greedy for red dust?" "I don't know." After a while, he replied lightly. The hustle and bustle of the red dust is not suitable for the cultivation of the lamp soul, how do you not know this? It's just that the little ghost head at that time made him feel at ease, so he followed him to stay in the Far East, and now he doesn't have to. I witnessed the little ghost change from a yellow-mouthed child to an old man, and then disappeared into the world, and mortal life is like morning dew, fleeting. As for his descendants, he doesn't need my company, and there is nothing else to be reluctant about...... "A mortal life, a autumn of grass and trees, and you, the soul of the lamp that will not die for thousands of years and will not be extinguished for thousands of years, trying in vain to rely on the small human beings to warm the long and endless years, just an idiot." The reincarnation of the world, all sentient beings have their own way, so that they can live endlessly, and these chaos cannot be made. It's not a little light...... "That's it, I heard that Brother Yutan is also with you?" There is no longer gloom and loneliness in his mouth, and living alone for tens of millions of years has already erased his memory, although it will not pass in the blink of an eye, but hundreds of years is the limit. It's good to eliminate it, it's not a bad thing for the lamp soul. "Then you go with me!" One person, one light, no more sound. The lights faded in the wide, opulent corridors.