A year later......

A year has passed since the war of destruction of mankind, and the people who have been blinded by the war have completely woken up from despair. Sunshine, hope, bloomed again in the land of the Cheng Dynasty.

"Come and come, and all the way you have walked have come in to rest. This year's latest Biluo Spring Tea has just arrived. At the west gate of Yuehai City, a teahouse boy wearing a cloth coat and a square hat was standing at the door of the store, warmly greeting the guests.

"Hello" An abrupt voice sounded in the ears of the little second brother who was soliciting customers.

Xiao Er turned his head to look at the person with suspicious eyes. The man was dressed in a light veil, tall and handsome, and looked no more than thirty years old, while the young man had a full head of silver hair. There are also a pair of deep eyes, which make people dare not look at them, and always feel as if their souls will be pierced as long as they look at them.

His right hand was naturally behind his back, and in his left hand he held a strange sword, and the scabbard was only half-sheathed. From the leakage, you can see that the sword is about two feet five inches long, which is much shorter than a normal sword. The sword body is not a straight steel sword, but is made of seemingly sleek triangles strung together. It looks like some kind of animal has polished scales. All the scales are fiery red, except for a hint of orange at the edges. There was still a light flashing around his body from time to time.

Although he didn't know a few big characters, the shopkeeper could still see that this sword was not ordinary.

Just when Xiao Er was looking out of his mind, the man in Tsing Yi spoke again.

"How do I get to Shengwu Square?"

The second child of the tea shed reacted and said, "I see that the young man is a foreigner, why don't you rest here first, there are still many fun things in the city." ”

The man in Tsing Yi smiled, of course he knew what this guy was thinking. So he walked to a seat on the edge of the tea shed and said, "Then let's have a pot of your Biluochun new tea." ”

"Okay" The little second brother hurriedly stepped forward, wiped the table and made tea, and while preparing tea for the people in Tsing Yi, he opened the conversation, "Guest officer, let me tell you, this Shengwu Square is now the most famous attraction in Yuehai City, and there is an endless stream of tourists coming there, and there are ......"

The people in Tsing Yi were a little funny when they heard it, it seems that the quality of life of the people of Yuehai City is indeed very high.

"Wasn't Shengwu Square a private place of the Shengwu Hall before, but now it's about to become a market. The man in Tsing Yi asked curiously.

"Didn't the guest officer go straight to Shengwu Square to see the 'Xia Yin Statue'? I thought the guest officer knew about it. The little second brother served a good tea and continued, "Before, the Shengwutang Square did belong to the Shengwutang, and ordinary people just went to visit. But after the end of the war a year ago, King Cheng built a statue in the center of Shengwu Square to commemorate the heroes who saved people in the war. After that, Shengwu Square was opened, and it really became a place for people to gather and talk. It's been a year, and there are still people coming from other places just to see the statue of Xia Yin. ”

The man in Tsing Yi listened and muttered, "Xia Yin statue, this is really going to be seen." ”

After tasting a pot of tea, the people in Tsing Yi went into the city and walked straight to the Shengwu Square in front of the palace.

Walking on the bustling streets, the man in Tsing Yi glanced at the sword in his hand, smiled gently, and looked up at the statue that could already be seen faintly, and smiled even more.

When you come to the square, you can feel the subtlety of the statue, towering into the sky, even exceeding the top of the palace, which is already similar to the Tower of Babel standing on the top of the mainland.

The person in the statue has long hair fluttering, dressed in light cedar, his left hand is clenched into a fist at the back of his waist, and his right hand holds a strange heavy sword and points obliquely at the ground, his eyes staring into the distance, solemn and majestic.

On the pedestal, the word Yinxia carved in regular script is full of domineering atmosphere, exuding an endless kingly demeanor under the sunshine.

Looking at the statue in front of him, the man in Tsing Yi was silent for a long time. sighed secretly, "Hidden man, how can there be a hidden hero." ”

With a wave of his right hand, the two words on the pedestal disappeared strangely.

"Emperor Yan is the real hidden hero. ”

"Am I right, Qing Yao......" said the man in Tsing Yi looked at the sword in his hand with a gentle face, as if he was really talking to him.

And the sword shook slightly as if it could understand what the man in Tsing Yi was saying......