Ye??"

Xiao Ye, who was a little farther away, hurriedly returned the salute after seeing the God of War walking towards him, and when the words came to his mouth, he didn't know how to call the other party. Watermark Ad Test Watermark Ad Test

In the past few decades, he has met countless beautiful young men.

However, there is no one who has the demeanor of the god of war.

"I was angry for a while, and I broke a lot of bricks and tiles of the Xiao family, please forgive me."

Ye Han stood in front of Xiao Ye. smiled slightly, and then stretched out his hand and took the initiative to introduce, "Hello, I'm Ye Han." “

Lei Xuan and Bao Yue looked at each other. Complicated minds.

The living god of war really stood in front of them.

This??

It's like a dream.

Xiao Ye was stunned for a long time, and finally realized that Ye Han's gift was intended to respect him, an old man, and nervously rubbed the sweat stains on his palms. Hurriedly held Ye Han's right hand, "Hello, I'm Xiao Ye." “

"I still have something to deal with."

Ye Han shook his hand and handed over the gold medal to Xiao Ye, and it was not until today that Xiao Ye discovered that this medal was engraved with such heavy four characters.

Warriors of the Kingdom!

No wonder Shen Moqing coveted it.

However, the weight of these four words is too heavy, which generally means that there are unique talents in the country, and those who can be worthy of these four words are probably generals.

Xiao Ye is not a reckless teenager like Shen Moqing, who grabs good things when he sees them, completely reckless of the consequences.

Xiao Ye pondered carefully for two seconds, his eyes were slightly condensed, and then a trace of coolness appeared in his heart, it was a kind of horror after realizing it, couldn't it be him??

"Tell her that the promise doesn't change."

Ye Han dropped seven words, and the person was gone.

The sky is full of red flowers.

Xiao Ye held the medal, lost his mind for a moment, and hurriedly took Bao Yue and a few people to Xiao Xue'er's boudoir.

The 80th birthday is about to begin.

should also meet with his granddaughter, and then go to the birthday banquet venue together, no accident, I am afraid that there will be earth-shattering events behind this.

Xiao Ye guessed one or two, but he couldn't believe it!

Bang bang bang!

There was a knock on the door, and there was a soft sound.

Xiao Xue'er, who was held in her mother's arms from beginning to end, was shocked, because the range of movements was too large, so that Xiao's mother was tense all over.

"Mom." Xiao Xue'er's smile is far-fetched, and her spirit is free.

Mother Xiao patted her shoulder and comforted her softly, "I will accompany you, don't be afraid." “

"I'm not afraid."

Xiao Chun stood at the door. Put on a resolute expression that he was going to die generously again, "Who?" “

"Xiao Ye, it's me."

This is Bao Yue's voice.

Xiao Chun, who finally breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly opened the door, and when he raised his eyes, he suddenly found that Xiao Ye, Lei Xuan, and a large group of family members were there.

"Cher?" The old prince called.

Xiao Xue'er suddenly turned her head, and when she walked outside the door, she found a group of family members smiling at her, which was a heartfelt and heartfelt blessing.

"Grandpa." Xiao Xue'er came to Xiao Ye's approach.

Xiao Ye pulled her left hand and said softly, "He's here!" “

Swish!

Xiao Xue'er looked up suddenly. His eyes were filled with tears.

When she reacted, she lowered her head, spread her palms little by little, and the gold medal that she had lost and recovered, in the blink of an eye, Ye Ye was shining.

Wait that day, I hope you can pin it for me personally.

Okay, I promise you.

Promise to be a promise, never forget in this life!

Xiao Xue'er raised her hand high and placed the medal in the sun. muttered to himself, you promised me, Qingfeng Sword, Golden Belt, Fresh Clothes and Angry Horse into Chang'an.

I'm ready!!!

Jinling River Bank.

One shot after another of the Xiao family's flags.

Standing on the dark pillar in the wall of the river embankment, there is no style of hunting like a drum in the past, like a dying old man, struggling to hold up the last glory.

Sweeping views of the river.

Thousands of miles long river water, waves rolling.

Xiao Ye, who traveled along the river, relived the eighty years of life, he always thought that he was illustrious, the power was tilted in all directions, and he had an epiphany when he was about to return to his roots.

The years are merciless.

Having pursued power for most of his life, he originally felt that his fate was in control of himself.

Pity??

"Whether it is a century-old genius or a thousand years of heroes, in terms of the long river of time, it is just a bunch of rootless duckweed, where the wind goes, where it floats, it is not up to its own fate."

You see.

I once walked alone in Jinling, one person under ten thousand people.

Now, it is difficult to escape the pressure of the soldiers, and the old man is ordered to make his own judgment public.

I don't see the magnificent scenery of the sunset and the lonely bird flying together, the river and the water are the same color as the sky, only the black clouds crush the city and want to destroy it, and the cruel picture of the golden scales of the armor light opening to the sun.

The elite division from the Shen royal clan, the first batch of troops has already waved their troops north, standing on the side of the river embankment and looking at it from afar, you can clearly see at a glance that the water level is soaring.

Boom, boom, boom!

The drums of war beat.

Since the ups and downs of the river, the aftermath has shaken nine days and ten places, and the murderous atmosphere is full of wilderness.

After that, this historical and cultural ancient city that has carried 800 years of wind and moon and witnessed the rise and fall of many dynasties, the atmosphere plummeted and it was cold.

In the dark, there seems to be a big hand covering the sky, poking out from the depths of the dark clouds, and then ruthlessly covering the entire Jinling City.

Maybe the next second.

Maybe it will take longer, a slap will fall, and the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties will be completely wiped out.

At this time, the shoreline soared by three points, and the 200,000 vanguard troops came under the banner of the Shen royal family, and Jinling was powerless to stop it.

Rumble!

Boom!

It was the sound of war drums hunting, deafening, and fluttering in the wind from the foremost embankment. Until this ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, everyone was panicked.

An old alley for an old man.

A portal that is not wealthy, slowly opens a bunch of gaps from the inside, and in the courtyard, the lights of the world flicker.

Homely. The rickety old man, holding his grandson's fleshy little hand, stepped out of the threshold.

The old man looked up at the sky, and the black clouds were pressing down on the city, and his face was about to be blackened.

"Grandpa. Is it going to rain? “

A four- or five-year-old child, with big watery eyes and a milky voice.

"Yes."

The old man squatted down, carefully smoothed his grandson's clothes, and explained, "You stay at home well, grandpa is going to go on a long trip, it will probably take a long, long time." “

"For a long, long time, for how long?"

You can't come back, right?!

The old man stood up, staring at his grandson's back, smiling charitentially.

Wait, the portal closes.

Born in Jinling and died in Jinling, the Shen royal family with millions of soldiers watched each other and threatened to break up the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties. Removed from the list?

Is it true that the laity and others are lambs to the slaughter?

The old man strode forward generously, and then more and more doors were opened, and more and more figures appeared. Majestic and high-spirited, sworn to fight for the homeland.

Heroes are always nameless!

An unprecedented catastrophe swept through Jinling.

Except for the Xiao royal family, as well as the ancient family, the rebellion of the major local famous families, the silent silence, did not regard this hot land as their home at all.

Outside is the roaring, rolling thousands of waves, and the stretching highway separated by a wall is an ordinary figure, arm around arm, step in.

The major local celebrities chose to remain silent or defect.

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