But that's not the general view of those here after all.

A middle-aged man beside her frowned, his face was serious, his voice was steady but there was hidden anxiety, and he said to his daughter:

"Don't underestimate the person who fights against the Holy General, it is clear that in this world, only one person can have the courage and do this thing."

His voice grew heavy.

"That's the Northern Tang God of War, Qiu Jingshan."

When she heard those three words, the girl's beautiful face suddenly stiffened, her bright red lips were slightly open, and she couldn't say anything for a while.

When a person's pride reaches its climax, but she is suddenly slapped in the face, it is a very strong surprise, she may have thousands of messy words in her heart, but she can't say a word.

Qiu Jingshan, the god of war in the Northern Tang Dynasty, a peak that can never be reached, far above the clouds and smoke, she will never reach that height in her life, but just now, her posture of a junior and a weak person despised the other party like a pointer, which is really self-deception and extremely blind.

Finally, after a long time, her voice trembled a little and said:

"Father, you ...... Are you sure it's the God of War of the Northern Tang Dynasty? ”

"Who else but him can fight the Holy General?" The middle-aged man of the Jin family looked grim, "Aren't you afraid of death when everyone is a newborn calf?" Even if he is not afraid of death, as long as he is not surnamed Qiu, no matter how strong he is, he can't pass three moves in the hands of the Holy General, but how many moves do you think the opponent of the Holy General has passed with him? ”

The girl was immediately speechless and had nothing to say, but slowly, her eyes were filled with a faint sneer, and the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked:

"Father, you say, if that old guy in Qiu Jingshan dies in the hands of the Holy General, will those ignorant Northern Tang Dynasty people cry like the end of the world and cry their father and mother, and they will be scared to death?"

Young people are sometimes romantic, and most of the people here are worried about the safety of Jin Youzuo, but the girl began to imagine the beautiful scenery after Jin Wei's battle against Qiu Jingshan, and it was really beautiful.

"So, have you thought about if, I mean, if our holy general died at the hands of Qiu Jingshan, and Qiu Jingshan returned to the Northern Tang Dynasty safely, then what should we do......"

The middle-aged man no longer wanted his daughter to continue to be arrogant and ignorant to make stupid remarks there, and it seemed that his Jin family was helpless and short-sighted, and finally couldn't help but choose to lean down and whisper a warning in the girl's ear.

Although Jin Youzuo and Qiu Jingshan seem to be on the horizon, they are actually not too far away, but the people here are not worried, and they do not choose to make any futile actions, perhaps because they also understand: The battle between the two legends is not for others, but for ordinary people to join casually.

Guan Kuo from afar saw all the expressions of these people in his eyes, although he couldn't hear what they said, but he could roughly guess something.

Soon, he ignored those people, who may have a very high status and ability, but for him, what is the use, just like a rich person, he does not do business with them, and others show off their wealth in front of him, just like a fool performing.

In his eyes, except for Li Qianrong in his arms, only the gold and white brilliance in the sky is everything, and everything else is floating clouds.

He cares about the two characters who have little life, and they are using a tragedy to interpret each other's brilliance.

Two lives, but affecting tens of millions of lives, to be able to live to this situation, no matter what the victory or defeat, and what kind of evaluation will be suffered in the future, it is already considered to be the pinnacle.

His heart ached, and at the same time, he left the other half of his heart to settle down.

Just like the moment people find true love, they actually know that they are destined to be separated from true love at the moment of mutual death, nothing is eternal, but some are only sweet, but there is no heartbreak.

There must be a battle between Jin Youzuo and Qiu Jingshan, a decisive battle of life and death, which cannot be avoided, even if they are two parties, it is fate.

In that case, let's enjoy the dazzle of the last moments of life!

He closed his eyes, trying his best to feel that the breath of life in the distance was strong to the extreme, but inside it was beginning to decay and decay.

The sword and sword shadow seemed to be right in front of his eyes.

Two different methods of luck are colliding with each other, which is a strange force found in nature, from the origin of the world.

A battle between two of the world's pinnacle powerhouses, in addition to bringing turmoil to major powers, can also show some roads that most people will not be able to walk in their lifetime.

The ignorant are arrogant in their own deception, but the wise can benefit a lot from it.

Guan Kuo's luck method is basically the same as Jin Youzuo, and the difference is because there is the soul of Qiu Jingshan in it.

When Qiu Jingshan was in Northern Xinjiang, he taught him with the things made by Jin Youzuo, and in this, he naturally revealed his understanding of the luck method, so the things on his body were actually a fusion of the essence of Jin Youzuo and Qiu Jingshan.

Today, he saw and felt the peak combat strength of those two people with his own eyes.

Since grief is not necessary, and blocking is useless, then do something useful.

Presumably, from the battle between Jin Youzuo and Qiu Jingshan, what he can get the most is that he is in charge.

The sun is gradually overhead, and the temperature reaches a peak in spring.

Immediately after that, the sun began to set in the west again.

The golden and white light on the horizon kept changing directions, and they were as strong as before.

In the evening, the west is covered with red glow, and the beauty of the burning clouds is magnificent.

Even more spectacular was the earth-shattering battle between the fiery clouds.

It was a battle between the heavens and the man, as if it had erupted above the heavenly dome.

Paying attention to this, it was not only Li Qianrong and the Southern Wu bigwigs who greeted Jin Youzuo, but tens of thousands of people from all over the world were attracted by that kind of wonder, although no one knew what was going on, but they all had a premonition that something big was about to happen.

Thousands of people knelt on the ground, not ignorance, but a feeling in their hearts that a figure who had guarded them for decades was about to leave.

That's a farewell, a farewell.

The last, the highest and greatest respect, comes from the depths of the soul, and for no reason, it is almost like an instinct.

The sky is getting dark, and there are almost 10,000 empty alleys in Yangzhou, and the ferrymen who were originally going to cross the Yangtze River seem to have completely forgotten the important matter at hand.

The night makes the golden and white light even more dazzling.

All are praying and praying for peace.

Someone followed the footsteps of those two lights, and finally found that the place where the two legends had passed a long time ago was full of holes and devastation, and huge knife marks were all over the earth, crisscrossing and crisscrossing like deep ravines.

No one knows how long they will fight, and what they will fight for, but they feel great sadness.

Those two are not only guarding thousands of people, but perhaps they are also trying to get rid of the shackles of fate.

It's just a form of declaring war on fate, but in the end, they can't touch fate, let alone change fate, they can only kill each other.

The flickering of golden and white light continued for three days and three nights, and as time passed, it became more and more faint, and finally disappeared.

Until that time, there were still many people who didn't know what was going on, and they just felt that their hearts hurt and hurt.

Guan Kuo's heart is also very painful, and Li Qianrong's heart is very painful.

Probably those two characters were too powerful, so they turned into some kind of underworld power.

Northern Tang Dynasty, Southern Wu, Chang'an, Jinling, Zhengzhou, Xuzhou, Huaiyin, Gusu ......

The hearts of tens of millions of people hurt almost at the same time, feeling that they had lost the most important thing in their lives, so helpless and hopeless.

Fireworks in March, the most beautiful season, on this day, the cold wind is bleak, and snowflakes are floating in the sky, from the north to the south of Xinjiang.

Snowdrift in June means a huge grievance, so what does snowfall in March mean?

The two characters who stole the huge power between heaven and earth died, and the power returned to heaven and earth, so there was a snow in the sky to express mourning and pay tribute to the two characters who almost surpassed the way of heaven, but ultimately lost to fate.

People are between heaven and earth, and they can't get out of that circle.

Guan Kuo hugged Li Qianrong tightly and took him to hide in a place where he could easily hide the snowflakes.

He saw that all the Southern Wu bigwigs who had waited for three days, but had not been able to wait for their holy generals after all, all knelt down and walked towards the place where the golden light finally disappeared.

"Holy General!"

I don't know who it was, but let out a mournful cry, as if he was sighing.

I don't know when it started, but it may be that from this moment on, the news of the death of the Southern Wu Holy General and the Northern Tang God of War spread all over the world.

Perhaps there is no need for anyone to confirm that at all, because the soul has already given the answer to all.

The snow only fell for an hour before stopping, and the warm spring sun shone well, and the colors in all directions after the snow were clearer.

It's like nothing ever happened.

But in the end, it all happened.

The world is vegetarian.

Another old era has passed, and deep down in everyone's heart, there is an extra ruin.

The death of the first emperor of the Northern Tang Dynasty and the accession to the throne of the new emperor Li Zenan represent the end of an era and the arrival of a new era.

The death of Qiu Jingshan and Jin Youzuo represents the end of a magnificent legendary history, while the new era is a state of confusion.

Volume 4: The End of the South Flying Goose

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