Time, is always very strange, through the ages, thousands of years have flown by, generations of people are dying of old age, from croaking to the ground, gray temples, decades of time, but looking back, it is like a moment, in the blink of an eye, the flowers bloom, in the blink of an eye, spring to autumn, in the blink of an eye, the high-rise buildings collapsed into ashes, and in the blink of an eye, the red face of the prosperous world has goosebumps, sad and lamentable.

Even if there are romantic characters through the ages, next to the surging river of this time, they can only be reduced to a pile of dry bones, accompanied by the broken stone and dry grass, and what about the achievements of the previous life.

But sometimes it is also like a turtle crawling, a day with three autumns, every bit must be compared, making people suffer and suffer, the heart is like a fire burning, and like ten thousand insects and ants wriggling on the tip of the heart, the pain is extremely painful, and there is nothing to be done.

Now in Zhao Tianlang's heart, this is exactly the case.

Our Zhao Junshi should have the world in his heart, even if the sky will collapse in front of him, he is not busy, but at this moment, he is standing on the head of the city and wants to see through it, only waiting for the war horse to come into his eyes, so as to relieve the sorrow in his heart.

Even if there is a thousand bravery, it is difficult to escape the fist of ten thousand people, and it will be more auspicious than lucky, but the straight back has never looked back, and it has never been gone.

I don't know if he was also afraid in his heart, and he was worried that he would never return, no one can guess.

The sound of fighting in the Qi Li army was more than ten miles away, and it stands to reason that he could not hear it, but the sound seemed to be in his ears, and he could also see the blood red in his eyes, the golden iron horse, invincible, no one could be the enemy of one.

He didn't know if it was right or wrong to decide to let Fu Junqing go, but this was indeed the best choice for the current situation, how could there be no big seal in the army, if he was allowed to choose again, it would definitely be this result.

If it is to let the scoundrel in Quzhou City choose, it will definitely be the opposite result, he may say, damn it, what big seal is not big, Lao Tzu doesn't care.

Thinking of this, Zhao Tianlang not only smiled slightly, this is the difference between the two people, which is better and which is bad for the time being, this is also destined to the status of the two people, although Wan Er is not talented, but he can be the king, although he Zhao Tianlang is talented and shocking the world, he can only be a strategist.

Besides, in Quzhou City today, no more than Zhao Tianlang's anxiety, Wan Er is now in a warm mood.

Bluestone Lane, there is still a little bit of white on the roof, blue and white, as if in the ink, really innocent.

Under the sun, the snow on the eaves began to melt, dripping down the bluestone slabs along the tiles, and played the familiar music, although there was no piano and sound, the bells and drums were so vast, but it was better in Qingli, like a virgin in the south of the Yangtze River, gentle with a little shyness, bowed lightly with a handful of water, freshened up, and waited for the person in his heart, maybe it was just Huaichun, which graceful son passed by, the willow eyebrows rose slightly, scraped a glance, the corners of the mouth smiled, and the face was vermilion, so not tempting.

Let's talk about the two people in Bluestone Alley.

"Second Brother Wan, is it delicious. Zhao Chan put her hands on her cheeks, stared at Wan Er, who was gobbling up, and asked, not just like the girl with a spring in her arms.

"It's delicious, how can it not be delicious, it's more fragrant than the dishes in that Yipinlou. Wan Er said while eating, stuffed a big mouthful into his mouth, and said vaguely.

"It's going to deceive. Zhao Chan said with a smile, although she said this, she was very happy in her heart.

I don't know how many times the two of them have repeated this conversation, the same home-cooked food, but eating different tastes and different moods.

When he was poor, he knew that the best hotel in the city was Yipinlou, with delicious food and wine, but at that time, he couldn't afford to eat it, so he could only look at it from a distance.

Now it's different, he has become a hegemon, what jade plate delicacies have not eaten, eat fragrant and spicy, although it is happy for a while, but it hurts his body and stomach later, in the end it is still this homely reality, plain, but very heartwarming.

"Second Brother Wan, what do you say people live this life for?" Zhao Chan asked, the corners of her eyes drooping, and her heart was heavy.

In the past, her life must have been very simple, just to be able to live with her second brother Wan for a lifetime, eat coarse tea and light rice, this is enough.

Now it can only become a luxury, Wan Er is no longer the original Wan Er, and she can no longer treat him in the same way as before.

Seeing that they were getting farther and farther, and gradually disappeared from each other, the distance between the two was as insurmountable as a moat, which made her not feel anxious.

All she can do is wait for him to come back and offer that sentence Second Brother Wan, if you're hungry, I've already cooked for you.

But the rice is cooked every day, but the people who wait for it do not appear for a long time, the rice is cold, and there is nowhere to put only a piece of sincerity.

"I should still ask your brother this, he knows a lot more about the truth, I am a big old man, I only know that I am full and not hungry. How did Wan Er know the girl's heart, and said, not noticing Zhao Chan's strangeness at all.

"Then we can already have no worries about food and clothing now, why don't we live like this in this bluestone alley, okay?" Zhao Chan said, full of hope, staring at Wan Er, how could he know whether we were two or three people in the words.

"Chan girl, things are not so simple, how can I decide now. Wan Er sighed and said, as he spoke, he touched Zhao Chan's three thousand green silks, full of comfort.

No matter how stupid he is, he can hear the meaning of Chan Yatou now, it is nothing more than that he doesn't want to see her kill anymore, for fear that one day he will never see her second brother again.

Indeed, she was afraid, from that day when she saw Wan Er in a coma with thirteen swords in his body, and the doctors in the city were helpless, she was afraid, it turned out that death was so close that it could come at any time.

Feeling the temperature of the big hand, Zhao Chan couldn't help but moisten her eyes, the water droplets passed over the long eyelashes, and then along the flawless skin, and finally dripped on the bluestone slab, so crisp, like the water droplets on the eaves.

Wan Er sighed in his heart, indeed as he said, now, he is already covered with blood debts, and his feet are also full of corpses and bones, how can he get out calmly.

Since embarking on this road of hegemony, it has been difficult to continue, and there are only two endings, either victory and domination of the world, or defeat and death without a burial, and there is no other choice.

"One day, when there will be no more war in the world, and no more conscription, I will be above the common people, and all the people, beasts, birds, and birds will crawl under my feet. ”

"The five mountains will not be high, the rivers and seas will not be deep, but my will will be unstoppable, and my will will be carried out on the earth, in the rivers, and in the sky. Wan Er said silently in his heart, this road to hegemony, he will definitely come to the end, only for those who cannot be negative.

Keijo.

In the blink of an eye, the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and the day passes slowly, and the fiery red sunset renders the sky, but it is almost dusk.

Zhao Tianlang was still standing at the head of the city, he had been standing here for a day, motionless, not dripping, just waiting for the man.

His face was a little pale, although there was some sunshine today, it was definitely not enough to dispel the severe cold of the sky, it was still bone-chilling, and it was unbearable.

It is amazing that a mere scholar can brave this cold to stand on this day.

His legs were already numb, and if it weren't for the perseverance in his heart, he would have passed out.

After all, he was not disappointed, in the remnant sun, a man and a horse, like a divine soldier, just like that, appeared between heaven and earth, which was really majestic.

The human head in his hand is still dripping blood, I'm afraid he won't think of this kind of fate until he dies, and he will definitely regret not being at the beginning.

Fu Junqing, fifty-one people left one to ride, and the iron-blooded remnant sun returned.