The first day of the twelfth year of the Apocalypse.

The sky is clear, and the spring snow is melting.

Early in the morning, outside the Suzaku Gate, there came a man in green clothes, that person grew very tall, very strong, the pair of bright eyes, like the sea of stars, clean and far-reaching, his temples were slightly white, full of vicissitudes, a gray hair was pulled into a bun, a simple boxwood hairpin inlaid on it, neat and unpretentious.

The man was dressed less than the passers-by, his thin green clothes were fluttering with the breeze, and he carried a scabbard behind his back, a shabby scabbard, which was slanted over his shoulder, and the sword in the scabbard, but he did not know where it went.

Standing at the foot of the tower, the man raised his head slightly, his deep eyes looked at the highest part of the city gate, there was no emotion on his face, but everyone felt the sadness that emanated from him.

There is a sword on the top stone wall of the city gate, the sword body is completely embedded in the stone wall, leaving only a simple hilt, after countless years of baptism, the hilt has long lost its original appearance and has become a little unrecognizable.

The man in Tsing Yi vaguely remembered that stormy night more than ten years ago, he stood where he was now, raised his head the same, and looked at the empty eyes on the city wall with tears streaming down his face.

He remembered that day, everyone was so indifferent, the kind of indifference that made people's hearts chill, and when he still thinks about it, it was all palpitations that made his heart twitch.

On that day, he flew down and took off the unrecognizable head from the city wall, and on that day, the sword that his father had given him was nailed to the city wall in anger.

For more than ten years, countless nights, those empty and confused eyes kept him awake all night, and he wanted to say something to those eyes, but when the words came to his mouth, he was speechless.

"My name is Liu Shayun, I came just to take away my brother's corpse! I don't hate anyone, I don't blame anyone, I know that all this has become a part of my life, I want to hide, think about what the human heart exists for. ”

For more than ten years, when the personable young talent has become Huafa's unconfused years, as the peak master of the Sword Peak in the Tibetan Soldier Valley, as the first craftsman in the world, and as the third in the world on the new Tianji list, he is back.

The imperial capital of Chang'an, the spring breeze is still the same, the Si people have passed away, and the soul is broken by the wind and rain of the rivers and lakes.

"Third Master, Your Majesty is already waiting for you in the Manna Palace!" Seeing him standing for a long time, the attendant beside Liu Shayun couldn't help coughing lightly, bent his waist and said in a low voice: "Please!"

"Hmm. Liu Shayun smiled slightly, withdrew his gaze from the hilt of the sword, nodded slightly, followed the footsteps of the chamberlain, and walked towards the palace.

Nine bends and eighteen bends, walked through a wide or narrow bluestone road, through the antique but majestic Imperial Garden corridor, Liu Shayun did not have much mood to appreciate the most magnificent palace city of the human race, his pace was very steady and slow, as if walking on the winding mountain road in his own courtyard, facing the palace ladies who came and went one after another, facing their hot and awe-inspiring eyes, Liu Shayun squinted his eyes, the heat of the morning sun made him a little uncomfortable, that's all.

Half an hour later, the whole picture of the Ganlu Hall appeared in front of Liu Shayun's eyes, above the thirty-six jade steps, a middle-aged man in a nine-clawed golden dragon robe was standing there with a smile on his face, the man was very thin, originally a somewhat handsome face, but at this time it was full of old state, the breeze blew his dragon robe, messing up his hair bun, but he was still laughing, laughing a little timidly, laughing a little sad.

"Shayun, after more than ten years, we are all old!" When the two were less than three feet apart, the attendant who led the way did not dare to raise his head, but just lightened his steps, bent his waist, step by step, and retreated to a corner that no one knew.

Liu Shayun was still smiling, and his gaze, as before, was clear, indifferent, and unfazed.

"Are you still resentful?"

Liu Shayun shook his head and smiled silently.

"Rose, come on, I've seen your third uncle, when you were naughty, you liked the third uncle to hug you, every time the third uncle went fishing, you have to follow, don't let you cry your nose, hehe. The emperor laughed awkwardly a few times, and his face changed for a long time, before he turned his head and summoned the girl standing in the distance.

"I've seen the third uncle!" The girl walked up to Liu Shayun and glanced at him timidly, then gently lifted the palace skirt, squatted slightly, and made a big gift to the juniors.

"The emperor doesn't have to be polite, a certain surname is Liu, not a person!" Liu Shayun raised his hand slightly, and a vague breath stopped the girl's knees, making her unable to kneel, as soon as the words came out, the girl's face turned pale, and she suddenly looked up at the emperor with a bitter expression as if asking for help.

"She is the daughter-in-law of your Liu family, you should protect her like a Wanzhu girl, right?"

"This can't be the master, the family adopts the matter of marriage, it's all taken care of by the younger sister, besides, the next generation of my Liu family is directly related, and only the only son of the ninth brother Liu Zhi is an adult, but he was married last year, and there is no unmarried teenager in the Liu family, how can he come to the unmarried daughter-in-law?"

"Ahem!" The emperor's face was full of a hint of red, the unhealthy color and the undulating chest, which made people look at it, it was really sad, the girl had long been unable to care about anything else, seeing that her father was uncomfortable, she stretched out her hand again and again and kept stroking her father's back, and her eyes were full of concern in the hope that he would feel better.

"For more than ten years, I have been letting people track down the things in Chongzhou back then, and Langyawei has almost searched the entire Canglan River, we have reason to believe that Liu Yi is not dead! I have long said that he is the king of Canglan County of Tianji Pavilion, and he is the favor of heaven and earth, how can he die young!"

"And then?"

"He will come back one day, he will come back and take away everything that belongs to him in the first place!" The emperor's face was a little hideous, he stretched out his big hands that were unusually withered, grabbed Liu Shayun's arms tightly, and kept shaking, the description, like a demon, the sound, like a blade through the bones, made people creepy:" I believe that he will come back, I can feel that he has come, he has come to Chang'an, he has come to our side, he is hiding in the dark, hibernating, enduring it, he has already smelled the stinking blood, he has revealed his sharp claws!"

"Hehe, everything that belongs to him?" Liu Shayun lowered his head, leaned over to the emperor's side, glanced at the girl with a grief on her face, and then said word by word: "You mean her, is she his everything?"

"They are childhood sweethearts, and they don't have any guesses, aren't they? Just like Liu Er and Wanzhu. ”

"Liu Er and you are also friends of the general horn, when all the princes seized the throne, who put you on the throne in the sea of corpses and blood? And who was it, when you just entered the East Palace, to clear all obstacles for you, so that after a hundred years of the first emperor, the imperial power will be smoothly over? However, is it useful to say this?"

"Liu Shayun!" The emperor suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand and pointed at Liu Shayun with a miserable face, staggered back a few steps, and finally stood firm under the support of the girl, he suddenly became a little hysterical: "I am the emperor of Great Xia, the true dragon son of heaven passed down by the Holy Ancestor, and the co-lord of Kyushu, you, are you going to break your promise now! How did your ancestors promise Emperor Gaozu back then? Have you forgotten all this?"

"And what about your promise, Your Majesty!" Liu Shayun dusted off his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and his voice was very soft, so that he could not hear any emotion.

"Third child, please!" Hearing Liu Shayun's rhetorical question, the emperor seemed to have lost all his strength, and sat down on the ground in the girl's continuous low sipping, raised his head and looked at the immovable Liu Shayun with pleading eyes, and after a long time, he trembled his lips and said: " I don't have many days to live, I know, I'm sorry Liu Er, wait until he sees each other in the Yellow Spring, I'll be myself, I'll be, hehe, he won't forgive me, never again, I don't ask for much, save this child, she is also a victim, the fault is mine, everything I can bear, I just hope you can, save my daughter, for a father's sake, okay?"