As the day of the prince's accession to the throne approached, the prince's teacher became more and more diligent, and he came to tell Guansong and the others what would happen next.

He always shouted his frustration at not being able to return to the sky, and this time, he came to inform the queen that they were holding the talisman to mobilize the defenders around the kingdom, and also described the general location of the defenders and the people and time that the queen had gathered, but did not say whether he wanted Guansong and the others to disrupt the queen's behavior, even if it was to steal the talisman. also talked about some preparations for the prince's accession to the throne, and it was just a chat. After talking for a while, he took his leave and went back, which made Guansong and them suddenly in a fog, not knowing whether the prince's teacher was going to wait for the time or what, he was clearly not happy to see the bloodshed happen, but he did not ask Guansong to stop them.

On this day, the sky was clear, there was no cloud and a breeze, and the wind blew the pennant outside the palace, and the soldiers densely surrounded the entire palace, and these soldiers obeyed the queen's orders. As soon as the prince put on the crown, the drooping beard in front of the crown swayed in the breeze, and although there was a determination on his still immature face, he looked at the thousands of troops, helplessly, and no one here obeyed his orders. The men looked at the long woman behind him, her hair in a bun, standing there unsmiling.

At this moment, it was a young general who was shouting at the palace immediately, "Open the palace gate as soon as possible to avoid bloodbathing the palace." The spear in his hand was raised high, and the tip of the spear was pointed at the prince. The prince pursed his lips and said nothing, the crown he had put on this morning, and which had never been majestic in anything, had already been about to be abdicated by a man who pointed his nose at his nose and screamed. The prince was speechless, and the mother behind him did not utter any words, expressions, or actions.

The prince's expectant gaze swept over his mother, who looked grim.

His eyes were on his teacher, whose face was full of concern, but he was speechless.

can only close the palace door and not go out.

The prince walked anxiously around the palace, and the throne could not let go of his restless posture.

The queen remained silent and silent.

The ministers also held their breath.

Guan Song saw the prince's teacher, and moved half of his foot forward, but retracted it again, he had something to say, but he wanted to stop talking.

This oppressive atmosphere lasted until nightfall.

Above the main hall, the jade robe crown was brightly colored in the candlelight, and the clothes of the courtiers were extraordinarily gorgeous, making everyone's faces darker and darker. Guansong moved his steps lightly, and slowly moved behind the prince's teacher. "What's next?" asked Guansong in a low voice. "After being trapped for three days, there was a shortage of food in the palace, and after another three days, the ammunition and food were exhausted, and the city gate could only be opened. Teacher Wang's eyes tightened, but he didn't make any more sound. "What about after opening the gates?" asked Guansong, and the prince's teacher looked at the prince and then at the queen, and then at Guansong.

Now that the palace gate was opened, even if the prince's teacher couldn't change anything, shouldn't he say more about what happened after that?

Guansong walked out of the main hall and climbed the wall of the palace, the soldiers under the city wall were all dressed in military uniforms, standing straight, not far away, some soldiers were encamped on the spot, they had already prepared. The prince's teacher seems to be right, if you can't enter the city gate, you can trap you in the palace gate, so that you yourself have to come out and accept your own fate. Trapped for six days, running out of ammunition and food, the bloodshed in the palace will repeat history again.

"What can be done to solve this crisis?" Guansong helplessly blew the wind on the city wall, watching the torches outside the camp burn his life in the wind. "If the palace gate is broken, will he and Guanfeng be in danger as well? Is this broken formation to protect the palace? Or something else?" he sighed softly, and the prince's teacher only told him what was going to happen, saying that he couldn't solve the frustration of this time and space cycle, but he never said when he should do what he should do to solve this tragedy. "Didn't he want to end this self-inflicted dream?" Guansong shook his head, bothered by the thought that popped into his mind. He distinctly remembered the eyes of the prince's teacher as he begged for help, the kneeling of him, and his almost frantic cries and the way he ran.

Guan Song touched his brow helplessly, where his incomprehensible thoughts were entangled.

A pair of hands gently placed on his shoulders and pinched them, and Guan Song looked back to see that it was Du Juan and Xiangyu.

"Come out to breathe, I don't want this broken formation to catch up with the period of destruction of the Cloud Country. Guanfeng was a little helpless.

"How do you say this array should be broken?" Xiangyu asked. "It should be to put an end to the time reversal and cycle caused by this anti-heaven Dao technique. Cuckoo analyzed. "It's very insightful, but we don't know, how can we solve the mystery of this time?" Guanfeng's eyes looked at Guansong.

Guan Song pondered for a while, "The prince's teacher has always wanted to end this mystery, but he can't, because he said that he can't affect any direction and outcome of things. So I think that if the palace gate is not broken, the prince is not dead, or this change can break the cycle and make things turn around. "That's the only way to go.

"The enemy is strong and I am weak, there is not much food in the palace, and the palace gate will definitely be breached. Taking the initiative to surrender is the only way out, and that can be regarded as changing the development of things. Guan Song added such a sentence, indeed, this is the best choice in desperation. "But how should we persuade the prince to voluntarily give up the throne and save his own life? Moreover, this technique is inherently against the heavens, and if the prince survives, he will appear in the sun with dignity as a non-existent person. "Guanfeng's worries are not unreasonable, life and death are in the sky, wealth is in the sky, the prince's current life, imminent death or imminent life, it is a mistake, he has disappeared, as if the cloud country has ceased to exist.

While everyone was discussing, the prince's teacher walked over, he was calm, not as excited as he was when he first met Guansong and the others. He knows that everything has happened and will happen has happened. He wanted to change but said he couldn't change half a point.

He walked up to Guansong, pointed to the barracks below, and said, "Wait a minute, a torch will be blown down by the wind, and a tent in the barracks will be lit, and someone will come to extinguish the fire." Before he could finish speaking, a torch was set on fire, and the fire was quickly extinguished. "More than sixty years ago, it was also such a time, such an evening breeze, such a royal palace, the soldiers surrounded this place, and in three days, only the prince and queen and some generals could eat enough, and in six days, the palace door was opened, and the queen was full of joy and prepared to be queen again, but the prince was killed, and she was no exception. Immediately afterwards, the ministers of infighting stood in line one after another, and finally the blood flowed like a river. There were only corpses and blood in the royal palace of the Cloud Nation. His voice was calm and intonationless, but it made people involuntarily feel cold in their hearts.

"Where were you then?" asked Guanfeng suddenly in the silence.

"Me?" the prince's teacher smiled self-deprecatingly, "I've always been here, watching the bits and pieces of the Cloud Country, looking at the prince in the palace, the prince died in front of me, his eyes looked at me trustingly, I kept him behind me, but when the knife fell, I couldn't help but dodge, and the prince's crown was also stained with blood." He said it with a lot of vicissitudes.

"You say that you can't change anything, and that it's useless to do anything, why don't you steal the talisman, why don't you stop or change the day of your accession to the throne?" said Guansong casually, but the prince's teacher did not answer.

"Or if there is any other tunnel exit in the palace, you can take the prince elsewhere and hide for a while, or you can avoid the knife. "The boy with the bun who spoke, he understands the truth of all children, doesn't the prince's teacher know? Is it true that things are like what he said, and there is no way to change them?" The prince's teacher did not answer, but his face became more and more gloomy.

"Actually, I came up with a solution. Surrender early. Guan Song said to the prince's teacher, "This ends the cycle of time and space in an instant, and even if the ending is not perfect, it also changes the laws of time and space in an instant." Guan Song looked at the prince's teacher, and he hoped to be affirmed by the prince's teacher. Yes, there was no answer, and the prince's teacher kept his head down, all the time. Suddenly, he raised his head and sneered twice, followed by a loud laugh, and he changed again.

"Do you think you can do it? Can you understand how much I have paid for my dream? It is a broken old dream, but it is also the only thing I have on my mind. Even if the ending is not perfect, but you want to let the few remaining moments of time disappear without a trace, and there is no possibility of any more contact?" A silver trident suddenly appeared in his hand, and he poked it at Guan Song and the others, and he kept shouting, "I'd rather watch my cloud kingdom fall every day than lose my dreams." ”

Guan Song and the others finally dodged away, and then they realized in their hearts that it was not the difficulty of ending the space-time cycle, but the person who performed the Dao technique, and he did not regret the Dao technique he performed at all, even if he knew that it was a dream, and he knew that it would be a sad ending. If he had the chance, he would have done the same thing. Guan Song and the others glanced at each other, and weapons appeared in their hands, jade swords, soft whips, double knives, giant axes, and shadows, and the cuckoo stood in the last row, holding the stone tightly in his hand. One-to-many, Mr. Wang may not be able to bargain.