The Sword Dynasty - 419. Chapter 418

Bai Shanshui and Zhao Si glanced at each other, but did not speak.

Because they all know that, just like what Ye Zhengxiu is doing now, many things will not stop as long as they start.

Since Lin Zhujiu thinks they can be trusted, he has started to tell them some old things, and started to tell them more things that they should pay attention to when confronting Zheng Xiu and Yuan Wu. .

“After Yuan Wu ascended the throne, killing so many people and burning so many books did not just wipe out Wang Jingmeng’s existence.”

“Many people know that Zheng Xiu is cold, but they still underestimate her coldness.”

Lin Zhujiu smiled sarcastically, as they thought, and continued sentence after sentence.

“One of the reasons he had to go to Changling was because of Yangshan County.”

“He was born in Yangshan County. After starting the Changling Change, Zheng Xiu handed him a letter. The content of the letter was that if he did not go to Changling, she would order the army to slaughter Yangshan County and slaughter the thirteenth in Yangshan County. City, even women and children are not spared.”

“In order to convince him of her determination, she directly slaughtered a city, and the army that slaughtered the city at that time was the current army of killing gods.”

“Is that Jiao Weicheng?” Zhao Si’s breathing started to become unsmooth, “So it was not Chu Army who slaughtered the city at that time?”

“That Chu army was slaughtered by the Divine Killing Army, but was forced to carry a black pot.”

Lin Zhujiu said mockingly: “Even if he followed the agreement and went to Changling, and eventually died in Changling, Yangshan County was ceded to Chu by her, and Chu Emperor had a big advantage for nothing. Speaking out, let the Chu army carry the scapegoat.”

Bai Shanshui’s complexion became even more ugly, “So afterwards, the Bashan sword field was destroyed because of the same means?”

“That’s not it.”

Lin Zhujiu fell silent and said, “At that time, there were differences in the Bashan sword field.”

“It has nothing to do with the betrayal of a few people.”

“Yan Xinlan felt that his death was only to end this matter, and she also decided to follow his last intentions, not wanting to build us for a long time, sacrificing a lot of talents to complete things and then breaking them, and some of us don’t want to. Completed.”

“This is a different choice, just like the choice of some people in Changling. Some people choose to give up the individual to the greater self. They want to see the birth of an unprecedented dynasty, the world is unified, and there is no war. This was also the case. That man’s dream…but many people will never settle.”

“After all, the dragons have no leader, and they are not as cold as Zheng Xiu.”

Lin Zhujiu was silent for a long time, and then said: “He is not just a symbol of invincibility in the Bashan sword field. The most important thing is that he is the leader of the dragons. No one would have thought that he would lose him first… in short, the strongest Bashan sword in the world. The field is so messy.”

“In fact, I don’t have a chance. If I have a chance, I would love to meet him before his death, and want to hear his final opinion. Regarding the whole world and about Zheng Xiu and Yuan Wu’s opinions.”

“Is it to hand over this world to Zheng Xiu and Yuan Wu, let Zheng Xiu and Yuan Wu do what we want to do, build an unprecedented dynasty, or something else?”

No one said anything.

Because everyone’s views and ways of doing things are different.

Some people, some things, according to the opinions and methods of other people, may be stupid, but they are still worthy of their admiration.

The most important thing is that Lin Zhujiu’s hypothesis cannot be established.

Because it is impossible for them to return to the person who died in battle and show up next to him.

Perhaps it was difficult for that person to make a choice at the time, especially when he found that he could not completely control everything, he could no longer make choices for others.

“I have been very good in the floating jail these years, at least I can listen, but I can’t do many things.”

Lin Zhujiu’s voice broke the dead silence again, “So now I can’t decide what I’m going to do next. Since the nine dead silkworms can save me all without a fuss, I want to hear his opinion and listen to him. The view of this world.”

Lin Zhujiu raised his head, glanced over the faces of Bai Shanshui and Zhao Si and others, and laughed slowly, “You are all the dragons crossing the river, so you can gather together… he is the dragon head.”

The river fell silent again.

Lin Zhujiu’s words contained too much information, too much of the past, the present, and the things that will happen in the future.

But thinking about the young man who accomplished incredible things, Bai Shanshui and Zhao Si naturally felt that Lin Zhujiu’s words made sense.

“There is something to be thankful for… Some people in Bashan Sword Field, as they did in the past, may not agree with my idea, but they will definitely have a good impression of the Nine Dead Silkworms, at least they will not become our enemies.” Lin Zhujiu was a little emotional. Said softly and contentedly.

“It’s just that after tonight, we Yu Changling are truly lonely ghosts.”

At this moment, a gentle and very quiet voice sounded on the vast water.

A leaf black boat appeared quietly on the water surface accompanied by a black mist, appearing not far from the boat where they were.

A rickety old man on the bow of the ship was holding a bamboo, behind him was a woman holding a piano, and in the cabin behind the woman, a young man was sitting.

“Young people just recover quickly.”

Lin Zhujiu looked at the young man and couldn’t help laughing.

Bai Shanshui looked at him, but there was a blush on his cheeks.

It’s just that she is a big bandit with great boldness after all, a big inverse.

So she immediately smiled proudly and said: “It’s fine if you don’t die. What I say always counts.”

Zhao Si glanced at her, and laughed inexplicably, and said: “This is a coincidence. Today seems to be the day when the Qixi Festival and Magpie Bridge will meet.”

…

“Today happens to be Qixi Festival.”

Ye Ce Leng stood at the bridge head, looking at the place where the soaring beam of light disappeared, she heard the footsteps behind her, but did not turn her head, and then heard such a familiar voice.

“Affection is sentimentality, and ruthlessness is ruthlessness. What’s the use of Qixi, Eight Eve and Nine Eve, one hundred and ten thousand eves? What’s the point is self-deception.”

She didn’t look back, and said indifferently.

Wearing a crimson robe, Jianshou Chen, who is still unable to hide the loneliness and moldy breath, looked at her back, but smiled inexplicably, and said: “To stand behind you and look at you, you are complete. ”

Ye Ce Leng did not answer again, but she did not leave either, just standing on the bridge head and looking at the night sky there.

Supervisor Chen did not speak either, he was only looking at the night sky quietly at a distance of more than ten feet from her, but there was a faint smile on the corners of his pale mouth.

…

“Nine dead silkworms are here, she and Yuan Wu won’t be happy.”

“But if she and Yuan Wu are not dead, I won’t be happy either.”

When Ding Ning said these two sentences, the voice of the grandson Qianxue no longer sounded in the darkness, as Wutongluo was used to, which meant the end of the dialogue between the two people.

However, Ding Ning did not return to his bed, but walked towards the room of Chang Sun Qianxue in the dark.

“What do you want to do?”

Changsun Qianxue’s cold voice sounded, with a trace of unspeakable icy cold.

Ding Ning said: “Help me heal my injuries.”

A murderous intent appeared in front of his palm pushing the door.

“It’s not because today is Qixi Festival.”

Ding Ning shook his head and said quietly, seriously, “It’s just because I survived.”

Changsun Qianxue was standing behind the door, her face was still cold, but her eyelashes kept beating, her heart suddenly became vicious, and she couldn’t help but said, “What do you think about Zheng Xiu and Yuan Wu today?”

“Same bed with different dreams.”

Ding Ning smiled faintly: “How many people have different dreams in the same bed today, so why bother with these adulterers.”

Don’t care, maybe it’s the attitude that the grandson Qianxue needs.

Don’t care, it means another kind of care.

Ding Ning reached out and pushed the door open and walked in.