She wouldn't know that her death was exchanged for the continued inheritance of the Thor and the Ghost God, the second split and the reform of the Demon Pavilion, the earth-shattering reversal of the Red Blood Secret Realm and the survival of the righteous paths, and the early end of the crisis in the East China Sea and the escape of the mermaid clan. She would not know that her death was in exchange for the end of the thousand-year-old horror of the puppet sect, and in exchange for the destruction of the Heavenly Evil Temple, the world's first evil.

Thinking against his will, Lin Xuanchen thought that Zhang Yating's sister's sacrifice was worth it, although Yinchen definitely didn't think that her death was worth it, if Yinchen had the strength he has today, maybe just expanding the field could make a tragedy a harmless farce.

However, the world never believes in ifs, just as Moscow has no tears.

“...... This is the end of the whole story, the boy after venting collapsed exhaustively, succumbed to the dark sky, he was picked up by Master Xuanzhi, and you actually know what happened next. Yinchen summed up his own story, which was plain, but it made both girls cry, because this plainness was soaked in blood.

"Brother, don't cry, my brother still has me, I will replace Sister Yating, and be with my brother well......" Lin Qingyu's voice was weak, she wanted to comfort Yinchen, but in fact, he himself kept crying.

"It's okay, what is lost will not come back, as long as it is not lost again. Silver Dust gently picked her up and kissed her soft little face. Lin Xuanchen came over and tried her best to open her arms to take both of them into her arms, this time, she had to use her weak shoulders to hold up a whole world for another boy, her love, her life, in fact, can not be willful. Since she has chosen now, then she must bear love and pain, sweetness and responsibility together.

The three of them quietly and quietly relied on each other for a long time, as if they were a portrayal of their future lives. Yinchen lost his hometown, Lin Xuanchen lost his palace, Lin Qingyu lost his home, and the three people who were exiled from the world depended on each other in this increasingly cold world, maybe they were rich and rival the country, maybe they had the power to dominate the world, but even if they had the power to break the void, how could they warm the lonely and wandering heart?

No matter how large and luxurious their circle of friends is, whenever they feel lonely in the dead of night, there are never many people who can rely on each other to keep each other warm.

Yinchen never showed half weakness in front of others, but only in front of them, crying like a child.

That small tomb is the eternal fragility and pain in the hearts of a generation of Fa gods.

......

"Brother, according to what you say, shouldn't we save that Beiwu Emperor?" In a small food shop, Lin Qingyu asked Yinchen in a low voice.

At this time, it was already three poles in the sun, and it had been some time since they left Yizhuang. Pan Yang City, which was reduced to the rear due to the war, is much more prosperous than five years ago, as if the southern expedition of the Harran family has brought endless benefits to the city, but in fact, as a city directly facing the Tianjian Pass, Pan Yang City has been located on the most important passage between the north and the south since ancient times, and the official road as the central axis of the city is actually the "super official road of the north and south" of the third dynasty The more peaceful it is, the more merchants come and go, the more prosperous the city becomes, and when it was a front-line border city, the black-hearted transit tax imposed by the Heavenly Sword actually became a major "weapon" to restrict Panyang City.

However, this prosperity is very strange and estranged to Yinchen, perhaps, his Pan Yangcheng has died on that rainy night five years ago.

"If you can't save him, Yating won't come back. Yinchen's voice at this time was calm and solid: "Speaking of which, if there is no matter of the Zhang family, I may stay in the northern country and one day become Xuan'er's 'national enemy'...... Many of the practices of Emperor Beiwu are very admirable, but except for the Zhang family...... Nie Wanliu has actually told me the truth, the Zhang family leaked military secrets first, and the Empress Cleopatra's 'out of the palace to buy' was the last, and he should be punished, but it's a pity that Emperor Beiwu hadn't learned to grasp the strength of punishment at that time, or rather, feudal emperors were like this...... This should be clearer than Xuan'er. ”

"Yes, feudal totalitarianism, the emperor wants to stabilize the court and deter those courtiers who want to replace him, the prince, the emperor's relatives and relatives, so he can only be so ruthless, speaking of which, only Zhang Yating's sister should be innocent, right?"

"Except for Zhang Erfei's father, who has died, everyone is innocent, the crime is not the reason for Zhu Lian, even if his family benefits because of such a crime, he should not take drastic slaughter methods, Yating's mother, Xiao Er in the store, Mr. Bookkeeper, these people didn't want to leak the secrets of the empire, and they didn't even know what happened, so they died...... In my homeland, these people should be financially punished, or sentenced to prison terms, not the death penalty. Sometimes the law is much more precise than magic. ”

"That's ......"

"But these are all hindsights, even if you abandon your personal feelings, it will be worth rescuing him, after all, he has great influence in the Northland, and if he can agree with my plan, a real, sustainable unity may come many years earlier...... We, the Central Plains people in the eastern part of the Fengyuan Continent, can't go on in internal fighting, the Anglo Empire has already built a steamship, which is a very dangerous thing. ”

"Yes, the lessons of ancient Gabroyle, I don't want this hot land to sink those people for hundreds of years. If you don't get it right, it's Libya. ”

"But. Lin Xuanchen suddenly said, "What does the steamship of the Anglo Empire have to do with us?"

"Steamships are a sign of the Industrial Revolution. The Industrial Revolution represented a new system and a new need for expansion. Yinchen's patient explanation made Lin Xuanchen even more confused.

"But don't we have a puppet sect?"

"Shhhhhh

"The puppet sect does not solve all problems. What's more, they themselves are also responsible for attacking other planets, and we are actually in a complex environment of the times, the traditional power of the past, the innovation power of the present, and the scientific and technological power of the future, the tripartite competition, no one knows what the real future will be. Silver Dust lowered his voice, as if it wasn't just because he was afraid that others would hear their conversation: "Although I am a magician, and I am also an otherworldly person who is proficient in future civilizations, but I don't think I am a good politician, let alone a qualified politician...... We are human beings, we do not live in a closed city, country or civilization, we actually live in an open universe, and our territory continues to expand as we explore, we will always encounter new people, new things, and new dangers, and whether it is the neat ship of the Anglos or the chip of the puppet sect, it is the internal driving force of this expansion, and this power cannot be suppressed by any policy. ”

After he finished speaking, all he saw was the expressions of the two girls who seemed to understand whether they understood or not.

"In short, we don't want to go to the real Beiwu Emperor for our own selfish interests, right?" Lin Qingyu couldn't think of Bai Yinchen's words, so he could only scratch his hair in annoyance.

"Anyway, I'm glad you can accompany me to face my weakness. Silver Dust touched her head dotingly, smoothing out a trace of messy hair, and the tenderness radiating from his palm made the little girl unforgettable.

"Either way, we'll support the decision you make. Lin Xuanchen looked at her husband and sister, there was no trace of jealousy in her eyes, but there was a kind of happiness of success, although she was a "self-loved" person, but she was still taught by the tradition of this era to become a traditional woman, her rebellion was limited to the fight for free love, rather than the arbitrariness and willfulness of family life.

"Then we ......" Silver Dust was about to say something when he suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at another table that had been vacant. In the cramped food shop, the noise of fried dumplings and the clamor of knives and noodles were as deafening as rock music, and it stands to reason that no one should be able to hear the harmless and slight footsteps of a person who has not cultivated, but Yinchen still found a person suddenly on the empty table, a young man with the same silver-white robe and hood as him.

When this person passed by Lin Qingyu silently, Yinchen noticed, and when he sat in the corner, Yinchen stopped talking.

Lin Xuanchen and Lin Qingyu both turned to look at that person, and then quickly looked away, as a woman, staring at a strange man is an uneducated behavior, which destroys the "male and female defense". What's more, they didn't have any interest in that man, whether that person was a grandmaster-level powerhouse who was deeply hidden and had a very advanced realm of breathing, or a "lower-class people" who really didn't cultivate, they wouldn't pay much attention, let alone worry. Lin Xuanchen had blind confidence in Yinchen's strength and reaction ability, while Lin Qingyu had blind confidence in his own battle spirit of the same nature. The little girl has always believed that the "Machine Emperor" is the strongest war spirit in the world, and there is no one.

Silver Dust was wary of such a "stranger", after all, he knew a lot about the shady scenes in the Black Qi Building, and the methods of Ling Xiao Pavilion, which were similar to the Black Qi Building, were only afraid that they were more mysterious and difficult to guard against than the Black Qi Building. Silver Dust knew very well that people with the power of ice would not be too wary of those who did not possess this power, and at the same time, they would not be treated as human beings. And those who don't know the Ice Divine Skill, in addition to the Gangfeng users who hold the remnants, there are also these people who are not suitable for cultivating any Divine Skill, but Yinchen keeps saying that he is a magician, because of the influence of the frost magic "Deep Snow Cold" and "Swastika Great Seal", he also has a heavy ice aura fluctuation in the body, but the northerners consider him to be a warrior of the Ice Divine Skill. Therefore, the people who use their "no ice fluctuations" to carry out hidden sneak attacks have all become killers and assassins, not including magicians like Silver Dust, and the destruction and killing of these assassins cannot make the world more contemptuous and hostile to those who cannot cultivate the power of ice, but also cannot make the powerful with power more vigilant.

In the small shop, only Yinchen was alert.

He kept staring at the man, and the young man in the silver robe and hood also turned around in time, and in the dark corner, the light was not sufficient, so that his face was heavily shadowed.

"Are you...... Ah, that's you. Yinchen was about to ask who that person was, what was lurking here, whether it was an assassin sent by the slaves of Jianzhou or something, and recognized this guy when he saw the half-light and half-dark face, or only half of his face illuminated by the ambient light.

Yinchen quickly judged that this person was definitely not the person sent by the slaves of Jianzhou to assassinate him, even if this person could really learn some hidden assassination skills from the Black Qi Building.

"Do you still recognize you? It is said that nobles forget things, but now it seems that you are a saint, not the so-called nobleman. The young man's voice was hoarse and ugly, almost making Lin Xuanchen stand up, she could hear that kind of sound, it was a terrible sound made after being poisoned and destroying his throat, the person who was poisoned and dumb his throat was accompanied by severe pain when he spoke, if he didn't use the secret recipe of the Nine Heavens Xuannu to treat, he would be burdened with a lifetime of pain and disability.

"I'm not a man with holes. Yinchen quoted an Orlan-style joke, and to his surprise, the man actually understood: "There is a hole? This joke is not ridiculous in the Central Plains, not to mention that I have no intention of offending ......."

"I know what you want to do. Silver Dust stood up: "This is not a good place to talk. ”

When he was about to pay the bill, the young man in the silver robe and hood slowly got up: "Don't go to the 'Sunshine Pavilion', don't even go to any high-grade restaurant, there are all over the city lord's eyeliner, it's better here!"

"I've got my own measure. After Yinchen finished speaking, he led the three of them to leave.

However, just as they left, several people broke in and sealed off the storefront, and the attire of these people was no different from that of the Indra cultists in the Shield Heavenly Mansion: "That person just connected a man and two women here. One of them looked condescendingly at the kneeling boss: "How many times have I told you, I look sixteen or seventeen, I can't go out in a silver robe to hang out, I must report to the official immediately——"

"The little one really doesn't know who he is! It's all a guest ......when he comes in," the boss burst into tears as a matter of course.

"Take away!" The expected drama was played out as usual, these Indra's "Great Sage Law Enforcers" didn't really want to control anyone, even if they knew how important it was to who the fugitive was, what they wanted to do was to carry out looting in the name of control.