"Are you going to do what he says?"

The first high-level secret meeting of the Shura Sect since the Great Rebellion was held in a very solemn atmosphere.

Several people looked at each other, nodded in agreement.

Zhang Chuchen sneered: "If you say such a ridiculous thing, you also plan to obey it." ”

After a moment of silence, someone quietly said, "If Master wants me to die, I will immediately commit suicide, regardless of whether he said this is ridiculous." ”

No one, there is an objection to this.

That's their master, teaching them, raising them, and never making any demands on them. Obviously so lonely, but one step ahead of them, seeing their youthful leaping hearts, he smiled softly like that, and became evil himself, driving them to the world of freedom. No matter what they do, they don't interfere or stop it. Even if you don't agree with it, you absolutely respect it. Those glorious glories have never been shared with them, but all the notoriety and stigma have been kept silent and borne for them. gave up a peaceful retreat life for them, stood up for them to be the enemy of the world, and in such a terrible battle formation, for them to go in and out. The peerless skills are powerless for them to protect themselves. In order to save them who were seriously injured and died frequently, he had to fight the enemy on the one hand, and at the same time he was distracted and constantly infused with internal force into their bodies. There are so many swords and swords, and they can't kill the master, so they are targeted. He only had one person, one pair of hands, how he rescued them one by one, how he blocked the killing all over the world, remembered, but he couldn't stop it, and when he couldn't protect it, he didn't hesitate to cover it with his body. The blood splashed in front of his eyes is still burning people's eyes so deeply.

It was the only thing he asked of them, and no matter how crazy or ridiculous, they had to comply.

Zhang Chuchen said solemnly: "Now that you have all decided, then, we must first make sure that only a few of us present know about this matter, and we must not leak a single thing." ”

Everyone nodded, if you let people know that as long as there is a person with a Chinese character in his name, a lazy personality, and a clearer eye, he can be the leader of the Shura Sect, then the Shura Sect will only be afraid that there will be no more peace, and he will have to die all day long trying to argue about the heaps of people who are called Han and which is the true sect leader. There are people in the rivers and lakes who know about this, and they don't know what tricks they will come up with that are enough to threaten the foundation of the Shura Sect.

Zhang Chuchen said again: "Although he said this, God knows what kind of man is and when he will appear, as he said, maybe tomorrow, but maybe hundreds of years later." In a few hundred years, if there is no more Shura, it will be enough, and if there is still Shura, how can we guarantee that this promise will be fulfilled."

Everyone is silent, how to pass on this promise in a top-secret way over the long years, that is, not to let people with intentions take advantage of it to make waves, but also to ensure that it can be realized, the difficulty is really ......

Everyone went out for a meeting, Di Fei finally got a calm, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud when he thought of Zhang Chuchen's expression just now, which was so angry that he was about to go crazy. It's a brilliant idea. In fact, when I say this wish, I just want to mess around. It doesn't matter whether they will really listen or not, and whether they will really keep their promises. Since a long time ago, he didn't care whether he had given a lot or not, and whether others would give him a corresponding return. Because, that fool, never cared. If that lazy man heard that he was going to be the leader of the Demon Sect, he would have a sad face, and sighed for a long time, ah, ah, ah, someone has no ambitions in life, all he thinks is to eat and sleep, sleep and eat, why is it inexplicable, being framed like this?

Di Fei smiled slightly and closed his eyes quietly. The Buddha said that there is cause and effect in three lives, Deputy Director Zhao said that people must have a thought when they live, and Zhang Chuchen said that if there is a reincarnation of three lives, the person who missed before death has the hope of seeing each other in the next life. In this life and this life, Di Fei does not believe in heaven, fate, or all gods and Buddhas, so can he sincerely and religiously believe in this last moment that what he owes in this life will eventually be recompensed by reincarnation in the next life.

Like him, he is full of murder and debts, and if he enters reincarnation, he should also be reduced to the way of animals, right?

If there is an afterlife, if there is an afterlife, I hope that you and I will never see each other, and I will no longer be tired of you, hurt you, imprison you, and trap you.

If there is an afterlife, if there is an afterlife, I hope that I can see that again...... That stupid child.

Maybe in ten years, there will be a shepherd boy with clear eyes, lazy and unwilling to work. He will be a vicious dog to his knees, guarding the flock for him, guarding him against tigers and wolves, and keeping watch by his side all day long.

Maybe a hundred years later, there will be a rich boy who doesn't produce all day long, just basks in the sun to eat, drink, sleep and sleep, and live his life with nothing. ”

He will be willing to be chained in gold for him, and henceforth chase dogs and rabbits for him, and let him play for him, and he will abandon the endless expanse for him, and permanently rest in the window of his bed, on his shoulders and arms......

Perhaps a thousand years later, he is a reckless jungle, in the vast snow, a lonely bear, pierced by a hunter's long arrow, sharp fork to kill the brain, cut the gall and peel the skin, after several turns, will become a frail young man's medicinal herbs, cold-proof leather clothing, forever, forever care for him no longer invaded by the frost of heaven and earth.

Maybe many, many, many years later, there will be a ......

If there is an afterlife......

When Zhang Chuchen pushed the door and approached Di Fei, he saw that his expression was calm and calm, his lips moved slightly, as if he had said two words, but he was far away, he couldn't hear clearly, he approached quickly, and Di Fei, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, no longer moved.

He stood quietly beside Di Fei's bed, waiting quietly, obviously seeing that his chest was no longer rising and falling, and clearly feeling that there was no more breath in his nose, but he was still waiting.

Someone pushed the door open, someone walked in, someone knelt down in front of the bed one by one, some cries, some depressed, some excited, some painful, some sad and angry, and he was still just standing still.

It was a long, long time before he turned around, step by step, and slowly walked out.

That year, the entire rivers and lakes were bloody and bloody, and that year, Blood Shura Di Fei died. That year, the countries of the world were in turmoil, Zhang Chuchen was the first person to leave the country in a vague way, and Jing Guo Rongxiu assisted the growing young master, which had made the originally dilapidated Jing country have a new atmosphere. That year, Qingguo Prime Minister Wang Fang Qingchen died of illness, and the queen of Qingguo was extremely sad.

That year was originally an eventful year, and the world still hasn't been stable after that year. The crazy revenge of the Shura Sect has made all factions in the world have no peace, and the martial arts are in turmoil.

After Bai Jinghong obtained Di Fei's wealth, he did give the declining Qingtianzhuang a short period of scenery. However, Bai Jinghong got the treasure left by his old lover, including Di Fei's enemy wealth and invincible martial arts, and the news magically spread all over the world, and since then Bai Jinghong has no days to sleep in peace.

The wealth left to him by Di Fei, no matter what, is by no means as vast as the legend, and although the martial arts are clever, there are too many trivial entanglements and fame and fortune obsessions, so that Bai Jinghong has no time to practice. All kinds of open and dark arrows are coming. The underworld and white heroes are either openly robbing and stealing, or directly blackmailing, whether there is or not, no matter how they are explained, they will all be deceived to the door. The deputy around him, the henchman in the gang, and the personal attendant, there is no one who is reassuring, and everyone's eyes always make people feel that there is a deep meaning, and every sentence is heard, and they always feel that there is a hidden plot in it.

In such a difficult environment, he struggled for three years, and in three years, he was exhausted, and in three years, he was ten years old out of thin air, and in three years, he could no longer find a trace of the old wind god.

On that day, when the white-eyed and white-haired smiling deputy owner stabbed him in the back of the heart with a sword, and before he could breathe, he pounced on him and searched wildly, he unexpectedly showed a smile of relief.

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When he saw the news of Bai Jinghong's death in the secret report, Zhang Chuchen just raised his eyebrows lightly and slowly drank the wine in front of the bottle.

Legend has it that the surname Bai is the person he cares about the most, and in the legend, he gave away the entire Qingtianzhuang for him, and he was discouraged for him, wandering the world, hiding in the mountains and forests. That is the case, so he sent the surname Bai to accompany him. Or maybe he doesn't want such company, but even if he is dead, what reason does the person he loves have to live in this world.

Zhang Chuchen smiled coldly, the Fudo Ming King of the Shura Sect naturally did not want to kill Di Fei's beloved before his death, but the prime minister who stood at the top of his power knew how to kill people with a knife better than anyone else.

He threw the gold bottle in his hand, and didn't bother to think about Bai Jinghong, picked up the second secret report, and King Jing urgently summoned Rong Xiu back to Beijing.

He sneered again, loyal ministers and loyal ministers, shop the king, the new monarch is pro-government, and the loyal ministers are delegated, what good end can there be. That little by little to clean up the dilapidated mountains and rivers, and to lay the foundation for the ignorant children inch by inch of blood. In the end, as soon as this side leaves Beijing, that side dares to be full of people, and this side is still fighting to the death with the enemy on the front line to protect the country and the people, and there are already thirteen gold medals to summon people back. This time I went back to raise an idle official and an idle lord, and he has already told his fortune, even if he lost his life without a head, it is not unusual.

He slowly put down the secret report and raised his hand, looking at the candlelight. Rong Xiu Rong Xiu, back then, you and I were both known as the Dark Emperor, and now, I am still in the palm of my hand, but you are the meat of others. Closing his eyes, a sneer appeared on his lips, ten years after leaving the country, it is time for the young master to be in power, and what will happen to Zhang Chuchen ten years later?

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Ten years later, the soon-to-be-pro-government king left the world on the grounds of lack of virtue and talent, and the edict was issued to the world, and Zen was located in the middle father Zhang Chuchen. Zhang Chuchen's enthronement ceremony was extremely pompous. He stood at the highest place, looking at the rows of low heads below, looking at the young man who was kneeling on the ground in front of the steps, his expression was gloomy, but he had to hold the jade seal high, and his heart was extremely proud.

He thought that in this life, he would never forget this moment of great glory, and in this life, he would always remember today's scenery. Even if he dies, he will definitely remember this day.

Legend has it that when a person dies, the story of his life will pass through his mind like flowing water, and what will be left behind must be the most profound and unforgettable scene.

I don't know, he ...... Finally, what do you think? But when he was a teenager, he was in the turbulent years, but when he was invincible in the world, he was in the scenery of killing arrays, but when he was the owner of the Qingtian Village, he responded to the majesty of every call, or, in fact, it was just a certain year, a certain month, and a certain day, he met a young man surnamed Bai at the beginning of the year...... Remember, what he called in the end, it seems to be just two words, it should be called Jinghong.

In short, in any case, he will not remember that day, when the sun was shining, he threw a piece of gold on a tall building, and saw a down-and-out young man raise his eyes in amazement.

Suddenly, his heart was sad, Zhang Chuchen was inexplicably dazed, when the last moment came, would he really deeply recall the scenery at this moment, or could not help but be nostalgic, the sunshine of that day, the dazzling golden light in the sunshine, he looked up in shock, saw a god-like man, smiled through the clouds, and persuaded him to "fight a scholar and wait." ”

Now I am not waiting for thousands of households, why are you no longer in the sun, roaring into the sky.

"Hooray, hooray, hooray." The roar of the mountains made Zhang Chuchen wake up, really, on such a big day today, how could he come to his senses inexplicably.

He sat down in the dragon chair and accepted the morning greeting again, with a majestic smile on his face, but his mind was unconsciously fluttering. Time is really like flowing water, as if yesterday, he was still the boy who played xiao on the street, but today, his mood is so old, maybe tomorrow, he will go into that eternal sleep. A person's life is nothing more than that.

It's just that the man died with only one wish, and no matter how ridiculous, incredible, or angry it was, he should try his best to fulfill it. It's just that the world is like flowing water, and human nature is repeated. Although the six of them and I have done so many precautions and made so many iron laws to ensure that this last word can still be fulfilled after a few years, how can we be sure, how can we be sure......

He tried his best to gather his scattered thoughts, and raised his hand majestically and calmly to the ministers who had finished the three calls and bowed nine times: "All the secretaries, please get up." ”

That year, Zhang Chuchen became the king of Li, and Rong Xiu, who was also known as the Dark Emperor with him, died of poverty, illness and loneliness in the most remote and desolate countryside of Jingguo.

At this time, there were still 70 years before Han re-entered the WTO.