It seemed that everything in the world was quiet, Zhou Huan looked down at his chest, and even stretched out his finger to test it twice.

"It's beautiful. ”

He stared at the great rivers and mountains in the distance and said softly.

"Goodbye. ”

......

A bouquet of white flowers was placed in front of the tomb, and Wu Yuxuan wiped the dust on the tombstone.

Today is the day of K's duel with a certain Jindan at Greenwillow Villa, and yesterday he sent himself a message hoping to help him present a bouquet of flowers to a certain girl.

Her name is Xuan Ruhai, a name that Wu Yuxuan has heard of, and she used to be the star beauty manager of the fund, but she jumped off the building because she went bankrupt.

After her death, there was a lot of scolding, many former relatives and friends wanted to crush her bones and scatter ashes, it was Zhou Huan who arranged her funeral and buried her here, no one among her relatives and friends remembered her, otherwise the cemetery would not be so barren.

K told her that this girl and him were only one-time friends, and he had always wanted to offer a bouquet of flowers on her grave, but unfortunately he didn't have time, and hoped that Wu Yuxuan would let him know about this wish.

"That day, if I had done my best, I might have been able to save her. ”

K said this, and it could be seen that he had a little self-reproach.

"Fool, fool......"

The white flowers were placed in front of the tombstone, and it was a very beautiful bouquet of flowers.

The name of the flower language is a safe journey.

This is also a blessing to all girls.

......

"Is he dead?"

Staring at the news sent by the intelligence department, Shang Qingyue sat in a daze.

The enemy airwaves are already talking about it, and K also says that today is his last day.

"Qingyangmen used an electromagnetic cannon to attack Mr. Zhou, and his body was taken away by Xie Daoyun......"

The intelligence officer wanted to say something, but Shang Qingyue shook his hand and let him out.

"Give me fifteen minutes to make me cry, okay?"

The intelligence officer was also a member of the group, she nodded and left, for them, mourning was a luxury, Shang Qingyue had to deal with a lot of things every day, and the schedule was very tight.

"Ding. ”

With a soft sound, an email appeared in Shang Qingyue's mailbox, signed by K?

The heart suddenly came up, and Shang Qingyue directly clicked on the letter.

Isn't Zhou Huan dead?

"Qingyue, goodbye, live well, work hard, Zhou Huan. ”

This is K's last blessing, and this is the last letter Zhou Huan wrote to her.

The letter gave Shang Qingyue three addresses, and when he got there, he could get all the lists in the organization, etc., and some other instructions, simply put, Zhou Huan handed over the organization to Shang Qingyue.

"This burden may be heavy for you, you need to treat human life as a number, you need to become cold-blooded and ruthless, you have to solve problems with optimization and other thinking, but this is your responsibility, Qingyue, entrusted to you. ”

At the end of the email, there is another video.

Before clicking on it, Shang Qingyue thought it was Zhou Huan who spoke, but she saw herself dressed as a maid.

It was the darkest moment in her life, she lost her status, martial arts and everything, and was given to Zhou Huan by Wang Xinling as a maid, living in fear every day, and doing some humiliating things.

In the video, Shang Qingyue is wearing a maid costume and is dancing in front of the camera with an unhappy face, learning to meow.

Let's learn to meow together

Meow me

in front of you

Oops, meow

My heart was pounding

Obsessed with your bad smile

If you don't say you love me, I'll meow.

"No video, no photos, I'm just looking, I don't have any other ideas, okay, future big stars?"

Zhou Huan was still patting his chest with such a promise at that time.

"Don't worry, you don't know what kind of person I am, how could I use candid photography and blackmail you? This song is really good, it suits you very well. ”

"Jump, jump, it's fun. ”

"You bastard!"

She cried and said with a smile.

......

Time passed, the war continued, and the entire Xichuan realm entered a continuous war since five years ago.

There have been many theories about this war in later history, but there is no doubt that it was recognized as World War III.

Human beings have invented all kinds of weapons to fight against their own kind, and before this war, there were people who dreamed of war, but when the prelude to destruction began, the people understood that before the start of this war, all the wars in human history, all the famous generals, were just play.

The battle of millions of people, the death and wounding of countless people, there is no difference between the front and the rear, the smoke of gunpowder that obscures the sky and the sun, and countless deaths......

With a sigh, the young historian Zhou Huan put down his pen and looked at the rain outside.

It was a dark and cold night, and a small warm yellow light added some brightness to the room.

He's back.

He returned to the azure world, and nothing had changed around him, whether it was the pajamas on his body or the furnishings on the table, they all stayed in the last second.

He couldn't sleep, so he sat down at his desk and deduced the possible direction of history.

If it weren't for the fact that Qingyangmen had committed suicide and had a world war of a year and a half, which had caused a sea of corpses and blood, and awakened people from all walks of life, if it weren't for the economic crisis that made the people of all countries lose confidence, if it weren't for the previous dark rule and so on...... Shang Qingyue didn't have the slightest chance.

However, even if you want to win, it will take a long time and pay a lot of costs, it can be said that Zhou Huan's intervention will not make the death toll of the world war much less, on the contrary, it is likely to sacrifice more people.

......

Picking up a cup of hot tea, Zhou Huan stood in front of the window.

I wonder if they're okay?

That day, he fought with Xie Daoyun until the last moment, and the good guy died from talking too much, and a electromagnetic cannon shot entered the soul, making him completely finished.

Although she saw Xie Daoyun's reluctance, although she jumped up and hugged herself into her arms, although she solemnly said that she would not care about the affairs of Xichuan Realm.

But you are a pig teammate, you left, leaving the affairs of the Xichuan realm to those professionals, are you really responsible?

You stay to help Qingyangmen, which is the best assistance to Shang Qingyue.

It's a pity that Zhou Huan couldn't say anything at that time, and the electromagnetic cannon made a big hole in his chest.

"Alas......"

Easily threw the small book written into the fire, Zhou Huan will not publish this thing, in case one day this book spreads to the Tianyuan World, Xie Daoyun sees it, maybe he will find something.

After getting married, Zhou Huan maintained a good personal habit of not keeping a diary and emptying text messages at any time.

The negative example is the monk Wuhua, who never returned to Middle-earth after Zhou Huan's marriage, and there was no place for him in the West, and finally sailed out to the sea, spreading the Dharma and the purpose of the FFF group to the wider world.

This is not a good way to write a fanbook.,It's just the end of involving political factors.。