"Feasible?" Lao Yang's eyes lit up and he gloated.

Yi Qingshan took advantage of the situation to smooth his clothes, white gloves, and the dust was clean: "The deity will wait for him in Monument Square." ”

Bauhinia Avenue is empty of thousands of people.

At the door of the market, there are women in their early thirties, holding their children, squatting in front of the screen without being distracted for a moment, and there are also colleges and universities that have suspended classes for a short time, waiting for Zhanzun to appear on the screen.

There are also ordinary beings who work at sunrise and rest at sunset, putting down the work at hand, or clasping their hands, or holding a cup and saying nothing, all waiting.

For a long time, a business vehicle driving at a constant speed finally turned into Bauhinia Avenue, eight people side by side, a neat phalanx of ten rows of longitudinal directions, stepping on a vigorous pace, following the rear of the business car, following all the way.

"It's finally there."

"Zhanzun's car has entered the field, everyone take a look."

The human wall phalanx, followed step by step.

At each level, flags fly.

Rumble!

Approaching the entrance of the monument, the business vehicle finally leaned out of a young figure, and the handsome uniform alone was enough to shock the world.

The nine-clawed dragon is lifelike.

A picture of mountains and rivers, no wind agitation.

Yi Qingshan clenched his fist with one hand, behind him, and with every step, the eyes of the dragon seemed to be open and closed, and it seemed to be overlooking the world, sharp as a knife.

The country is quiet.

Don't trample on it!

Don't let the thieves provoke!

Those who offend my towering mountains and rivers will be punished even if they are far away!

Yi Qingshan spread out his five fingers, from left to right, brushed up the hem of his coat, and his resolute body towards the immortal hero monument, "Today, Yi Qingshan pays tribute to you first!" ”

This kneeling, the whole country was silent.

This kneeling represents the highest remembrance and mourning to this group of heroes who died fighting for the country and their families.

Under the national flag, on campus, teenagers raise their fists, endlessly.

Outside the battlefield, in front of the border, the young faces devastated by the scorching loess sun stood up for a moment and offered a military salute.

Finally, the blood-stained style of the national flag erected at the highest place was raised, and the sky was full of rage.

Yi Qingshan got up and looked north.

Where you can't see it, on the long and boring borderline, on the high mountains where the snow howls all year round, there are actually more blank monuments.

Killed in battle, never returned!

Promise the country with your body, what don't you dare to do?

Whew!

The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, and the set of tailor-made handsome clothes, swaying in the wind, the lifelike nine-clawed dragon, seems to want to rise to the sky in the next second.

At this moment, Yi Qingshan took his hands up, his back to the hundreds of thousands of military sons behind him, and at the same time, there were also ordinary beings in this family and country.

After the official release of his makeup back photo, he will no longer continue to reveal the true face of Ning Shuai today.

In the final analysis, I just want to inform the public in the world that you just need to know who the Zhan Zun is, and you just need to know that there is a Zhan Zun in your country who can fight well.

Even if he turns around, he may be known to the whole world from now on, and wherever he goes, this young face can cause a shocking sensation.

However, Yi Qingshan didn't like it.

"Do you remember the second son?"

The huge mountains and rivers, everyone is paying attention to the back, but for half an hour of silence, this figure, like a petrified statue, towering and motionless.

The old Yang who accompanied him also followed him like a shadow.

"Yes." Lao Yang sighed, full of regret.

In this world, there have never been two identical flowers.

Similar at most.

The second son, who also joined the army as a young man, was less lucky than Yi Qingshan, just a little bit worse, and then slept forever north of his home country.

Thinking about the past, the tiger-headed young man enlisted in the army with enthusiasm, but in the end he couldn't even drink wine, and the old man laughed at him for a long time.

The little second son was angry, carried the vat and poured it, and finally slept soundly for two nights, which was passed down as a joke.

And after that...... Obviously made an appointment on the day of his triumphant return, and he didn't get drunk or return, but in fact, he was absent!

Come quietly, go quietly, and the tiger-headed baby who will become famous at every turn, glorify the ancestors, and return to his hometown in fine clothes has never appeared again.

According to the rules, his relics and ashes will be sent back to his hometown.

After some understanding, it turned out that a long time ago, the second son was an orphan without a father and mother, and he didn't have the opportunity to study, so he couldn't read big characters, but he actually learned two words in the army.

There are also and only these two words.

is a veteran soldier in the army who has a very good relationship, and he was annoyed by the begging of the second son, so he taught him a stroke in the palm of his hand, a board and a glance.

One word for home.

One word for the country.

He has no home, but he still has a country!

"The old past only increases the sadness."

Yi Qingshan shook his head and sighed, resuming his daily demeanor, and the steps up to more than 100 floors were at his feet.

"Please." Lao Yang retreated.

Yi Qingshan straightened out his clothes with both hands, and his left foot was raised first, and the man was proud and competed with the sun.

Yi Qingshan stepped in one step, and this iron-blooded scene made the blood boil of countless people from the scene, and also made ordinary beings outside Yanjing witness the infinite demeanor of the battlefield for the first time.

The majestic figure climbed the stairs.

Every time he arrived at a pass, the Canglong Banner belonging to Zhanzun was raised, and finally a thousand flags were raised, chasing his figure, hunting and hunting.

Today's great country, rivers are like dragons.

The mountains are like tigers.

There is a dignified man, a majestic husband, the sun and the moon above his head, resolutely walking alone.

The whole country, countless scorching eyes, just looked at his figure, accompanied all the way, until the memorial square in front of the stele.

"I, Yi Qingshan, since today, I am willing to unify the soldiers of the four seas and protect my country from falling for a thousand years!"

All members of the council, whether they agree or not, are counted as one, and all participate in the conferment ceremony.

Even Chu Wei, who couldn't come to the scene, arrived at the scene at the last moment.

I can't help it, I don't dare not come! This kid really dares to kill!

In the community, Qin Qiu squatted in the living room, his hands on his cheeks, a pair of smart eyes, and finally bent like the moon, envious of the world.

Tang Zhiqiu, who was in the same community, sighed with emotion but had no choice but to predict the world, not long ago, he was infinitely optimistic about the young guy who was interested in being accepted as a big disciple of the closed door, and he actually became the national war leader.

"Grandpa, big brother is so powerful." Tang Tang said with a smile.

Tang Zhiqiu rubbed his granddaughter's head: "Isn't it amazing? This is a man of the year who will enter the annals of history in the future, unique, and will leave a name in history. ”

On the Tianshan Mountain of Haoyue City, Yue Xinghe personally raised a glass of wine and saluted in the air: "In my later years, I can witness your enthronement in the world, I am fortunate to have three lives, and the old man respects you." ”

In Jinling City, Yi Hong drank the last glass of wine, fell asleep peacefully on the table, and laughed twice in his sleep from time to time.

On an unknown mountain, He Tai'an stood with his hands in his hands, his simple outfit seemed to reveal the vicissitudes of life everywhere, the old man twisted up a green leaf, put it on his mouth and rubbed it gently, muttering to himself:

"Young master, this kid Qingshan has grown up far faster than I imagined, and he has reached this point, should I tell him his background now?"