The man in front of the seat finally showed a smile on his face, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, just like when he first knew the man in white in front of him, with a hint of looking down, looking at the hideous face in front of him with disdain.

"Your name is Ji Fa?" His voice didn't fluctuate, as if he was just talking to an ordinary friend, not an enemy who was about to kill him.

The expression of the man in white suddenly became stunned: "You don't know me? Things have come to this point, does it make sense for you to humiliate me like this? ”

The man shook his head: "I have a relationship with your father, but you have only met once when you were young, and you only know your name, and now when you see it, it is indeed extraordinary." ”

After a pause, Ji Fa in the audience didn't speak, and the man continued to speak: "Forget it, why is it the last journey, what do you do?" ”

As soon as the words fell, he set his eyes on the woman who had been looking at him, and said with a smile: "Do you regret it?" ”

"Daji has no regrets, but regrets not meeting the king earlier."

The man laughed: "It's a pity, in the end, Lone still bears the world for you, but he has wronged you, and he has to bear an eternal infamy." ”

The woman also smiled and shook her head lightly: "Daji doesn't care, and the king doesn't care either." ”

The man in white looked at the two people on the stage with an extremely ugly face, chatting with each other without anyone else.

The dark sky outside had already turned a little white, and the lights in the hall were starting to dim a little.

A trace of murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the man in white, and he did not continue to hesitate, raising his right arm and waving it back.

In an instant, the soldiers in armor who were originally outside the main hall poured into the main hall together, crossed the position of the man in white, and attacked the previously unattainable position, and the target was the pair of people who hugged each other tightly.

The man who had a tender look in his eyes suddenly had a cold look in his eyes, and suddenly looked at the people at the front.

Just one glance made those people dare not take a step forward, and even the Changge in their hands was a little unstable.

"Qiang"

A high-pitched sword roar came out, but not among the armorers, but on this high platform.

With a wave of his hand, the man tightly grasped the strange-shaped pale gold long sword, pointed at the people in the audience, and did not speak, but the murderous intent in his eyes was as eerie and terrifying as the Shura crawling out of hell.

Everyone was stunned, except for the man in white.

There was a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, and he said lightly: "Does the king continue to resist?" ”

All of a sudden, the man who was originally murderous stiffened, and looked around a little blankly, all he saw were soldiers who were a little panicked, but this group of soldiers who he didn't care about in the past were not wearing the armor of the big merchants.

His eyes looked into the distance, and then he glanced outside, the sky had already passed dawn, and he could even see some scenes of the song city clearly, but the capital city, which was originally considered prosperous, was as depressed as a dead leaf at this time.

The star-like eyes dimmed suddenly, and he looked down at the person in his arms again, the man smiled and whispered, "Daji, lonely...... I'm tired, really tired......"

"We're tired, let's rest......" The woman's voice also became muffled.

"It's just that I didn't expect that I originally used a self-defending sword to hide the front, and the first sword actually ......"

His words did not continue, the woman in his arms took the initiative to ask for a kiss, the moment the two lips touched, the man's eyes suddenly flashed a firmness and awe, and the next moment, the strangely shaped pale gold long sword suddenly passed through the back of the woman's heart, and then revealed the blood-stained half-inch sword tip from behind him.

The blood on the tip of the sword was red, and it fell drop by drop on the luxurious white jade staircase, and gradually flowed to the feet of a soldier at the front.

The hall suddenly became silent.

At the same time, Chen Han's vision suddenly became extremely dark, and his eyes slowly opened. It's just that there is still a trace of warmth in the corners of his eyes, which is not something he can control, just a trace of crystal that unconsciously falls from the perspective of the person's body.

He didn't speak, and the man's voice from before still echoed in his ears: "How good it would be if Lone wasn't the king......

"Hey......"

After a long time, a long sigh came out of Chen Han's mouth.

"What's wrong?" Tang Luo, who was on the side, saw Chen Han's melancholy and asked with some curiosity

"It's fine!" Chen Han waved his hand and stood up from the seat: "Just saw two poor people?" ”

Poor man!

Di Xin and Da Ji are indeed just two poor people in Chen Han's eyes.

However, he didn't say much about the events of five thousand years ago, and ignored Tang Luo's surprised gaze, but turned around, not knowing what he was looking at.

The fall of a dynasty, the birth of a new dynasty, and the stories that happened in the middle are undoubtedly remarkable.

And the Shang Dynasty, or the Yin Dynasty, the most distant empire that history has ever proved to exist, ended in such a tragic way, which has to make people sigh.

If Chen Han is allowed to stand in Di Xin's position, is Di Xin wrong?

That's right, at least Chen Han thinks so, is it wrong to love his own woman? That's right!

Even if she wants the stars in the sky, if she can do it, the man who really loves her will find a way to do it. What's more, it's just some delicacies and jade beasts, which are luxuriously enjoyed.

However, if you look at it from the perspective of the king of Shang, this Di Xin's approach is indeed a complete faint monarch, a tyrant, just for a woman, abandoning the people of the world and ignoring it, so that the entire people of the world are trapped in fire and water.

This is the evaluation of history, and it is the evaluation of the majority!

It doesn't matter what others say about Chen Han, but just about the incident he just experienced, he asked himself, I'm afraid he really can't do it, two infatuated lovers, but because of the problem of identity and status, they fell into such a fate, how can they not make people sigh.

"By the way, how long have I been sitting here?"

Chen Han suddenly asked Tang Luo next to him.

"It won't take more than a minute, and if it had been longer, I'd have woken you up long ago. Hehe, how is it, is it comfortable to sit in a big seat in the world? Tang Luo asked with a smile.

Chen Han also smiled, but the smile was much more bitter, the world envied such a drunken dream-like life that woke up to the power of the world and drunk and lay on the knees of a beauty, but there are really few people who are really here and still like this kind of life, but how many people in the world can see through this?

(End of chapter)