Dozens of miles away from Tongtian City, there is a steep mountain peak.

As soon as he arrived, the figure shrouded in black robes carried a heavy coffin, standing proudly on the top of a mountain as steep as a divine soldier, exuding a heavy and majestic aura. The bitter mountain wind whistled by, but he couldn't even bring his shirt with him.

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter from the coffin: "Ahem, it's here, it's finally here." ”

The black-robed man listened to the laughter coming from the coffin, and his heart was full of surprise.

Since falling into a state of suspended animation hundreds of years ago, Wu Hou has not been able to say a word for many years, let alone laugh as happily as he does now. Although he didn't know why Zhuge Wuhou laughed, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Wuhou." ”

Zhuge Wuhou smiled, sighed and said, "Let's go, go to Luoyang." ”

Luoyang?

The black-robed man was a little stunned, and he couldn't understand why he had just come to Baiyue, and now he was going to Luoyang instead, but he didn't ask anything.

He threw himself like a meteor, carrying the coffin towards the nine heavens.

After an unknown period of closure, Shi Feixuan finally gained relief. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in a fertile wasteland.

The weeds, which are half a man's height, stretch as far as the eye can see. With a gust of breeze blowing across the earth, the boundless grassland is like a green wave, rippling with magical waves. At the same time, a special fragrance of grass accompanied by a breeze passed into the mouth and nose of the concubine.

She stood on the endless grassland, looking at the strange environment around her, her face full of confusion.

What the hell is going on?

"Da-da."

With the crisp sound of horses' hooves, hundreds of wild horses galloped across the grassland, bringing rare vitality to this empty grassland.

Shi Feixuan looked at the galloping horses, and breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

No matter what place it is, since there are a large number of horses, it shouldn't be too far away from the crowds.

At this moment, the sky suddenly turned bright red like blood, and then a huge crimson demon star streaked across the strange sky.

The concubine stared at the changes in the sky in amazement, her eyes full of horror. Because the strange blood-red demon star was flying towards her at an incredible speed.

In the blink of an eye, the demon star has changed from the size of a soybean to a huge wheel.

Escape!

As soon as the thought of the concubine rose, the demon star had already carried the fire that filled the heavens and the earth, and it fell from the sky with a terrifying power that destroyed the heavens and the earth.

"Boom!"

The demon star fell ferociously into the earth, bombarding a huge crater within a radius of miles, and the terrifying shock wave spread in all directions, making the ground within a radius of hundreds of miles like a rough sea.

"Ahh

The concubine raised her hand to cover it in front of her, and let out a frightened scream. But then she found that the terrifying demon star crossed her body, and the shockwave of destruction roared past her, and she didn't even bring up her own clothes.

She looked in amazement at the mushroom cloud rising into the sky, then at her own body.

Don't.

The concubine bowed down and grabbed the ground, but as if she had grabbed air, she couldn't even bring up a wisp of dust. She looked abrupt, and a little incredulous

A dream for the ages, a big dream for a thousand years!

Could it be that in the long river of history, what I have seen is what has happened in this land? But what does this scene mean now?

The concubine glanced blankly at the huge demon star emitting a strange blood light in front of her, and finally walked in the direction where the sun was high before. She didn't know how long she had been walking, and she didn't know how many tribes she had passed through and how many people she had seen.

Time is like a babbling river, slowly but surely moving forward.

One year!

Decade!

Century!

Millennium!

In a trance, the world has been thousands of years. Everything in the world is changing, but a figure that no one can see, walking in every corner of this world, watching the evolution of heaven and earth, the rise and fall of dynasties, and the reproduction of human races.

Thousands of years later, the concubine stood on the wall of Chaoge, and three thousand white hairs were scattered behind her at will. She stood there casually, but she seemed to be completely integrated into this heaven and earth, and it seemed as if she was a part of this heaven and earth.

Beside her, stood a middle-aged man with a grim face.

He was tall and straight, and he looked coldly at the beautiful figure in front of Chaoge City, with a complicated expression on his face. There is a faint joy in it, and more sadness.

The figure had a beautiful face, a graceful figure, and its calf-length purple hair fluttered slightly in the breeze.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and the middle-aged man took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Why? ”

The beautiful figure looked indifferent, and said indifferently: "The destiny of heaven is like this, now that the king's army has been wiped out, why continue to struggle senselessly!" ”

"Destiny, haha." The king first said a silent sentence, and then suddenly raised his head and laughed. His smiling face was distorted, and his eyes were full of tears.

Destiny, it turns out that this is your insistence, Yu Yan!

The King laughed and stumbled towards the Song Castle. Because the army of the Zhou State was about to enter the city, there was already a riot in the city. Therefore, no one cares about the almost crazy King of Xu.

When the king came to Lutai, it was already empty, and the countless beauties were gone, only the light gauze curtains fluttered in the breeze.

"Gone, gone. Okay, it's okay to go. Standing in front of the main hall, looking at the empty palace, he lay directly on his back outside the palace, and smiled with tears on his face.

At this moment, a slightly sad and coquettish voice came from behind: "Great King." ”

saw a beauty who was almost exactly the same as Wang Yuyan, and walked quickly from the rear to the front of the king. She knelt in front of the king and caressed his distracted face, his face full of grief and love.

The king's eyes lit up slightly, and there was a little apology and guilt in them. His eyes were slightly closed, two lines of clear tears slipped down from them, and he laughed at himself: "I never thought that in the end, only Aifei was left by the widow's side." ”

The beauty put the head of the king on the slender jade legs, brushed the tears on his face with grief, and whispered with a little crying, "King, the concubine is here, the concubine is always there." ”

The king was silent for a moment, and sighed: "Let's go, let's go." It's all over, and it's time to end. If there is an afterlife, the widow will not live up to it! ”

As he spoke, he stood up and stumbled towards the palace, knocking over the flickering lights within. Under the spread of fuel, the main hall was soon enveloped in scorching flames, and there was a crackling explosion.

Daji stood in front of the palace with a frightened face, looking at the raging flames burning inside it, and the figures in it, and said in horror: "Great King! ”

The heat wave hit her face, and Daji couldn't help but take a step back in panic.

It's just that when she saw the figure laughing wildly in the flames, the tears suddenly couldn't be stopped. She bit her red lips with her teeth and smiled, and with tears on her face, she rushed to the burning hall and pounced on the figure laughing wildly in the flames.

"Don't ask for a white head to grow old together, just want life and death together!"

The concubine stood in front of the palace, looking at the two figures burning in the flames, listening to the last words coming from them, and her indifferent face was faintly moved.

At this moment, a petite figure with purple hair and a shawl, but only about four or five years old, appeared not far from the palace square with a frightened face, and ran towards the burning palace crying: "Mother, father! ”

Wang Yuyan appeared in front of the little girl silently, lifted her up casually, and sighed in a somewhat complicated voice: "They are dead." ”

The little girl kept waving her limbs, struggling violently in Wang Yuyan's arms, looking at the burning hall with tears on her face, and crying out heartbreakingly: "Woo, no, my mother won't leave Ning'er." They had obviously promised Ning'er that they would take Ning'er to the south to see the big river. Woo, they promised Ning'er. ”

Wang Yuyan was silent for a moment, and left Lutai with the little girl who kept crying, and a sigh faintly came from the air: "From today on, Zi Ning is dead." Your surname is Ji, Ji Ning'er. ”