Night falls.

The military camp in Xiqin stretches for dozens of miles, Jin Ge iron horses, hundreds of thousands of sabers and guns are not collected, and they are waiting for the day.

Between the flags and the exhibition, the atmosphere of slaughter soared into the sky.

Taixungong, Song Laochu, Yusiliu and dozens of people who joined the army hurriedly calculated various possibilities.

Jiang Man'er, Yu Chi Shuo Marlie, and other hundreds of generals sharpened their blades and chatted in groups of three or five about their experiences.

Xin Zhuo was the most leisurely, taking Xiao Huang and walking out of the handsome tent, observing the food and morale of Xi Qin Erlang along the way.

The food is abundant, and the morale has reached its peak, after all...... Tomorrow will be the winner, if the king of his own family becomes the emperor of Middle-earth, everyone will be a hero.

He smiled, walked all the way, and unconsciously climbed Dale Mountain.

The sky is full of stars and the air is fresh.

It's just that he suddenly felt a burst of heart season inexplicably, a heart season for no reason.

Is there something wrong?

Could it be that I, Xin Zhuo, am afraid of losing?

I was originally a bandit, with nothing, I have experienced making trouble everywhere and being the enemy of the government, and I have experienced being abolished and miserable martial arts; experienced the glamour of entering a wealthy family; experienced the iron-blooded conquest of the Western Regions......

This is my life of ups and downs, I have lost many times, will I still be afraid?

Yes!

He is not only afraid, but also suffers from gains and losses.

It is only at the end of the day that people do so.

He sat on a thick grass, silently looking at the sky, and Xiao Huang also sat beside him, looking at the sky.

A person and a dog, just like when there was nothing at the beginning, absorbing every day and night of the moonlight.

I don't know how long it took, there was a slight sound of footsteps behind him, Xin Zhuo didn't need to look back, he knew who was coming, and chuckled: "Sister Ying'er hasn't slept yet?"

"Can't sleep!"

Cui Ying'er sat down beside him, facing the moonlight, a pair of beautiful fox eyes still with a wild nature that people want to conquer, her long legs are still so straight, her face is a little rough because of the perennial leading the army, but she is still very charming, she hugged Xin Zhuo's shoulders as she did at the beginning, and said: "I haven't chatted with you for a long time, there are many people during the day, I have to salute with them and call your Highness!"

Xin Zhuo smiled: "If you don't want to shout, you can not shout!"

"The rules can't be messed up!"

Cui Ying'er said solemnly: "The more people and things I come into contact with, the more I understand some rules, and I am not your own sister, if I call your name aggressively, I am afraid that I will be arrested by the civil and military generals under you!"

Xin Zhuo shook his head and said, "You are my child daughter-in-law!"

Cui Ying'er was stunned for a moment: "How do you know?"

Xin Zhuo smiled a little cheaply: "On the way we were chased and killed, you fell asleep and talked in your sleep."

Cui Ying'er covered her mouth: "Nonsense, I can't talk in my dreams, I'm not Qi Niang!"

Xin Zhuo smiled, looked at the stars in the sky, and changed the subject: "When you were in Fulong Mountain, did you ever think that there would be this day?"

"Didn't think about it!" Cui Ying'er's face was complicated, and her words were still so direct, "I can't eat enough, who would think about this?" I still sometimes feel like a dream, it's not real at all, the bandits are doing a good job, and they fight with the emperor inexplicably! Mr. Storyteller's drama didn't dare to act like this. ”

"Yes! I sometimes think it's too much of a stretch! ”

Xin Zhuo scratched his chin, and suddenly found that Xiao Huang ran to a bush not far away to pee at some point, and suddenly turned around and screamed like crazy.

Xiao Huang, this guy is a monster now, so it's not just a psychic, it knows what you say, it looks like this, it must have seen something?

Xin Zhuo got up in surprise and walked over, looked through the wet grass that was covered with small yellow urine, and found a stone tablet.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the thorn grass blades flew away in an instant, revealing a quaint tablet full of traces of time inside.

I saw that the stone tablet read: King Qin Wenzhao fought against Emperor Yang of the Great Zhou!

What does that mean?

The order of the Middle-earth Unified Dynasty in this world for nearly one or two thousand years is the Great Zhao, the Great Yan, the Great Qin, the Great Song, and the Great Zhou.

These days, he is also familiar with the classics of scripture and history, there is no such person as King Wenzhao in Great Qin, and the Great Zhou Emperor with the nickname only has this dynasty, and there is no Emperor Yang.

And this stele is by no means more than a thousand years.

So......

Could this be himself, himself and Ji Chunjiu?

The prophecies of the ancient sages?

Are you all named?

"This is ......" Cui Ying'er also stepped aside, she was literate, frowned, "What is this?" This can't be a prophecy of the immortals, right? ”

Immortals?

Xin Zhuo was also a little suspicious, so he simply sat down cross-legged and waved his hand to break the stone stele, it doesn't matter if it's okay, what do you like.

Cui Ying'er sat aside again, her hands on her cheeks, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Sister Ying'er, lend me my knee."

Xin Zhuo stretched.

Cui Ying'er understood, raised her hands, Xin Zhuo leaned over and lay down, facing Cui Ying'er's flat little belly, smelling the smell of sweat and aroma mixed with her body, for no reason, she raised her hand to summon Mochizuki Well to replenish Yuehua, and fell asleep unconsciously.

I don't know how long it took, he got up, there seemed to be fog all around, it was foggy, and Cui Ying'er was gone.

Glancing around, he subconsciously walked forward, this didn't seem to be Dale Mountain, the ground was flat, and the air was filled with wet moisture.

I don't know how long I walked, but there was a dog barking in front of me, a little hurried.

Yellow?

He couldn't help but speed up his pace, and when he got closer, he saw Xiao Huang in front, shaking his head and looking "anxious".

Seeing him coming, he bit his trouser leg and ran forward desperately.

Xin Zhuo didn't know why, so he had to follow forward, walked half a mile, and arrived at a hill, he couldn't help but be surprised.

I actually returned to the top of Fulong Mountain!

There was no stockade or grave, just a huge well, and he and Xiao Huang were standing in the middle of the well, surrounded by a wall like a well.

He immediately concluded that it must have been a dream.

Otherwise, what kind of hellish big move, running back to Fulong Mountain for tens of thousands of miles in an instant?

just glanced at Xiao Huang, very incomprehensible, since it was a dream, why did Xiao Huang run in?

And Xiao Huang was wagging his tail, as if he was writing something with a dog's paw.

Is Huang writing?

He looked at it in surprise, only to see the handwriting like two dogs: "Look up!"

Xin Zhuo really raised his head, and saw that the surrounding wells were exuding dazzling brilliance, heading straight into the sky.

The stars in the sky are turning, a white tiger and a golden dragon, showing the momentum of dragon and tiger fighting.

It's just that in the higher sky, there is a white rainbow surrounded by the four elephant shadows, like the sword of the immortal, locking the white tiger.

The stars are terrifying!

"Wake up, King!"

"Your Highness!"

Suddenly, there was a rush of shouting.

Xin Zhuomeng opened his eyes, the sky was already dawn, Cui Ying'er was still holding him carefully, and there were civil and military generals standing around, all of them anxious.

He was stunned for a moment, and looked at Xiao Huang for the first time, Xiao Huang also looked at him pitifully, it was still the little earth dog, as if Xiao Huang in the dream had nothing to do with it.

Xin Zhuo's forehead was instantly covered with fine beads of sweat, and he suddenly understood the starry signs.

Defeat the Great Zhou Tianzi, the pattern of heaven and earth changes, and heaven and earth repel!

Little Four Elephant Thunder Tribulation!

White mangs fell from the sky, and you want to kill yourself?