297: Situ Zhou's last journey

After that, the heads of the nations returned one by one.

I thought things would be over like this.

Zheng Qian is also preparing to live a good life with his brothers in the past few days, preparing to go to the Demon God Realm in seven days.

After all, Zheng Qian himself didn't know if he could come back if he went this time.

And Zhao Aotian didn't know what medicine he had taken wrong recently, and after the scientific discussion conference ended, he was bored in the Zhanwang Gate and practiced vigorously, and he didn't know what he was planning.

Later, Zheng Qian heard Jin Ge say that Zhao Aotian was going to prepare to go out in the past few days, so he had seized the time to cultivate recently.

The specific Ginger doesn't know either.

And Jin Ge himself has been packing his luggage recently, purchasing necessary magic crystals and other equipment.

He was going to take a trip to the northeastern and western borders of Sichuan to pick up Situ Zhou's son and return to the royal city.

That's right, Situ Zhou also hides an illegitimate child.

In the east of Sichuan, only Zhao Aotian, Jin Ge and Situ Zhou knew.

Now that Zheng Qian is the king of war, he is naturally qualified to know about this matter.

This son was kept in order to inherit the throne.

After all, if it leaks out, just her daughter Situ Yi may kill her.

That's why Situ Zhou asked him to go to the northwest border, as an ordinary soldier, one is to protect, and the other is...

This son heard that his ability is above Situ Zhou, but his personality seems to be a little problematic, so he hopes that through the experience of the army, he will be able to sharpen some edges and corners.

And now, Situ Zhou wants to call him back.

The reason is with him, because...

Three days later.

Zheng Qian, who was teaching cat chess at home, suddenly received bad news.

Situ Zhou's condition deteriorated.

Hurriedly putting down everything in his hand, Zheng Qian rushed to the palace with space transfer, and found that Zhao Aotian and Jin Ge had already arrived.

"How is your majesty, old man?"

"How is Your Majesty?"

Zheng Qian and Zhao Aotian asked eagerly in unison.

Ginger, who was coming out of the dormitory, had an ugly face.

He let out a long sigh and uttered six words.

"Your Majesty is dying."

These just six words made Zhao Aotian's face turn white.

"Your Majesty's condition is very bad, and he shouldn't be able to survive today."

After Ginger said this, the strongest human who carried the entire country could not even support his own weight, and fell to the ground like a lightning strike.

"How... How could this be......" Zhao Aotian couldn't contain the grief in his heart, and scratched his hair frantically.

Although Zheng Qian's face was expressionless, he couldn't help but shake his head regretfully when he looked at Zhao Aotian.

Jin Ge squatted down and patted him on the shoulder: "Xiao Zhao, don't be like this, Your Majesty is dying, didn't you already know it?" ”

Zhao Aotian covered his face and was already sobbing faintly.

Zheng Qian walked up to him: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws, and no one can escape." ”

To be honest, Zheng Qian knew that there would be this day, and he also knew that it was almost this time, so he had been mentally prepared to be so calm.

But Zhao Aotian is different.

For him, Situ Zhou can be said to be the last relative besides Ginge.

"I know... I know... But ......"

He couldn't stop crying, and kept mourning the word "Your Majesty" in his mouth like a mantra.

Jin Ge sighed: "Okay, Your Majesty said, let you in, he has something to explain to you." ”

As soon as Zhao Aotian heard this, he hurriedly raised his head, wiped away his tears, adjusted his state, and pushed open the door of the dormitory.

Seeing this, Zheng Qian, out of respect, turned off all perceptions so as not to hear things that he shouldn't have heard.

"Power bank-sama." After Zhao Aotian entered, Jin Ge stepped forward and asked, "Can't you really find a way to save Your Majesty?" ”

Zheng Qian closed his eyes and shook his head: "You said it yourself, he is dying."

And if I really want to save him, I can't help it, but... Do you think Your Majesty Old Man will be willing to accept it? ”

These words made Jin Ge involuntarily lower his head.

"Yes, Your Majesty has long known the destiny of heaven, so he has been holding on to it all this time.

He knew his lifespan was today.

I'm afraid that even if there was a way to save him, he would refuse, right? ”

"So."

Zheng Qian spread his hands, but his eyes did not move away from the gate of the dormitory.

Your Majesty, old man.

After reciting it silently in his heart, Zheng Gan's fists clenched slightly.

If you don't say it, it doesn't mean that Zheng Qian doesn't feel it.

To be honest, when it really came to this day, Zheng Qian was still a little sad in his heart.

At the same time, in the dormitory.

"Aotian, are you here?"

On the hospital bed, Situ Zhou, whose face was like gold paper, moved his dry eyes and looked at Zhao Aotian softly.

Walking to the couch, Zhao Aotian stood straight.

His teeth were almost crushed, and he held back his tears to keep them from flowing.

"Your Majesty, War King Zhao Aotian, I would like to listen to the decree."

Situ Zhou smiled.

It was quiet in the room.

Zhao Aotian could clearly hear the snoring sound coming from his throat as he breathed.

This snoring sound is most familiar to the battle-experienced Zhao Aotian.

When a person is dying, the throat reflex is lost, and there is no coughing power, which is the sound of the air driving throat secretions when breathing.

The voice of an old man indicates that he is on the verge of death and is irretrievable.

"Aotian, you are the most trusted person of this king, Xing'er has a bad temper, after this king leaves, you must discipline him well, if necessary, you can beat and scold."

"Your Majesty~"

Zhao Aotian's body trembled violently.

He took a few breaths and said, "Your Majesty, rest assured, Aotian has gambled everything, and he will definitely assist the Star Prince well and achieve new glory in eastern Sichuan." ”

The corners of his pale mouth were slightly hooked.

Situ Zhou showed a satisfied smile.

"Aotian."

"I'm here, Your Majesty."

"If there are many, this king will not say anything. Chuandong owes you too much, if there is an afterlife, this king will be a cow and a horse, and he will also repay you for your efforts in this life.

So, from now on, Chuandong will ask you. ”

These words made Zhao Aotian's psychological defense finally collapse.

Tears flowed like a.

Zhao Aotian knelt on the ground with a puff, held Situ Zhou's withered hand and cried loudly.

"Your Majesty, after my grandfather died, I have always regarded you and Teacher Jinge as my grandfather, if you leave, what will I do?! Your Majesty~"

Situ Zhou smiled: "You... Isn't there Zheng Qian?

In the past, this king was also worried about this problem, but since Zheng Qian came, this king is not worried.

Haven't you gained a group of true friends now?

This king can't teach you anything anymore, and in the future, you must walk down-to-earth, okay? ”

"Yes! Your Majesty! Be! ”

Zhao Aotian wept silently.

Raising his other hand, Situ Zhou gently stroked Zhao Aotian's hair like a child: "In this life, it is the greatest luck of this king to have your assistance."

Xiao Zhao. ”

Zhao Aotian raised his head violently, and what met him was a fatherly smile like Situ Zhou.

"Your Majesty~"

In this way, Zhao Aotian cried for a while, and then gradually stabilized his emotions.

Letting go of his hand, he stood up straight again, and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, rest assured, as long as Xiao Zhao is still alive, he will definitely protect Chuandong." ”

"Well, good~ good."

A satisfied smile appeared on Situ Zhou's weak face,

"You go out, call Zheng Qian in, this king still has something to explain to him."

"Yes!"

In this way, Zhao Aotian left the room step by step.

Out the door.

Zheng Qian waited outside.

His face did not have the heartless smile of the past, but a rare solemnity.

He didn't laugh at Zhao Aotian's tearful appearance.

"Called me?"

"Hmm."

In a simple sentence, after Zheng Qian tidied up his collar, he patted Zhao Aotian on the shoulder and pushed open the door of the dormitory.

in the room.

Situ Zhou's condition was already very bad.

Collapsed on the bed, his eyes had lost focus.

Zheng Qian walked to the edge of the dragon collapse and gently held Situ Zhou's hand.

"Your Majesty, old man, I'm Zheng Qian, I've come to see you."

As if sensing Zheng Gan's existence, Situ Zhou moved his head to "look" over.

But Zheng Qian knew that he was out of sight now.

The organs in his body are almost all failing, his heart is about to stop, and now he relies on the little adrenaline he has left to survive for the last of his life.

"Hehe, what Zheng Qian? It's all this time, so don't pretend to be with this king, right? ”

Situ Zhou tugged at the corners of his pale mouth, and it was extremely difficult to keep his words from being intermittent.

Zheng Qian was slightly stunned, a little surprised.

Immediately, he understood something, and smiled: "Heh, when did you find out?" ”

"I'll know when the Warcraft Defense War is over, your acting skills are terrible, Mr. Long."

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