Retrograde for thousands of years

Chapter 494 The choice of each
The corpses of six people lay quietly on the sofa, and Zhou Huan felt a touch of sadness.

The information from 41 years ago came into view. It was a stubborn young man holding a long sword in front of a group of children. Bai Feiyun was still holding a cloth tiger in her hand, which was her favorite. Toy.

"We are not wrong!"

41 years ago.

The senior leaders of the Huashan Sect stared at Zhou Huan, their eyes filled with despair!
Each of them is a well-known master in the world. Their straight and straight bodies are full of awe, but standing on a mountain with an altitude of 700 meters, they are as small as ants.

"I'm giving you one last chance to lay down your weapons so you can get a fair trial."

The overweight train whizzed past Huayue Avenue. Thirteen thousand tourists in Yuquan Courtyard were having fun. The radio began to sing Qin Opera, but the favorite of the young people was the new singer Luo Xuan. of tuberose, a helicopter roared over the snow-capped mountain tops...

Times have changed, and so has the Huashan Sect.

The silver long sword transformed into 120 sword rays, and there was no label on the calm face. The masters of the Huashan Sect gave up all defense at this moment, and the most violent attack went straight to Zhou Huan's body!

They knew how many crimes they had committed, and they would rather die like warriors.

"farewell."

Zhou Huan closed the eyes of the deceased, but their appearances overlapped with those of those who died 41 years ago. Before their death, they had begged, cried, and were even willing to change their ways.

Or greet death calmly, hoping that Zhou Huan will take their children to be a good person. .

"Mr. Wang...we can no longer understand this world..."

The beautiful leader of the Huashan Sect, whose meridians were broken, looked at Zhou Huan with a smile, a hint of bitterness on her lips.

The education she received was about monarchs and ministers, masters and apprentices, and her morals were pastoral, respectful and friendly. But... railways, radios, and many other things that had never appeared before, the money age shattered everyone's understanding of the world. Cognition is like a 40-year-old policeman who has been incorruptible for [-] years and cannot afford a wedding house for his children. It is like a conscientious and selfless civil servant who watches his elderly parents crowded on the hospital bed in the corridor of the hospital. But those classmates who were not as good as him sent their relatives directly to private hospitals.

Just like the Huashan Sect was forced to sell even the Huashan Sect due to property taxes and warrior personal income taxes.

Some things are bound to break.

Some persistence is difficult to last long.

The times are rolling over, just like the train at the foot of Huashan Mountain. When all the glory and hard work cannot be exchanged for respect, some people will choose the wrong path.

What does it matter if it's broken into pieces?
"Uncle Wang, can you help me realize my last wish?"

70 years ago, when the girl had her hair tied up, Zhou Huan came to watch the ceremony and was greeted by the Huashan sect. The 15-year-old girl looked at the notorious magician Wang Huan proudly, like a beautiful lark.

He stood side by side with her in front of the cliff, staring into the distance.

Small cities and ant-like crowds, lush forests and yellow fertile land, surrounded by white clouds, he and she stood on the top of a mountain.

Jump down.

……

"I'm so stupid. I came to this place just for a cheaper trip."

A tourist murmured to himself as he hugged his child.

"God bless me, I will definitely quit my job after I am safe this time."

A staff member was muttering prayers.

More than 1000 people sat in the middle of the stadium, surrounded by heavily armed enemy soldiers and four huge bombs.

The bomb tied to the gasoline barrel had a red light flashing on it, reminding everyone not to act rashly.

Destiny is so wonderful, no one can imagine that twelve hours ago, the beautiful world was shattered suddenly, life and death were in an instant! "We're done with this ticket, we can go back and enjoy it."

"Boss, you want us to release women and children? That's not bad. I don't want to be hunted down by the empire like a mad dog in the future."

"Everyone, be careful and don't make any mistakes."

More than 40 armed men stood on a high platform, with guns in their hands that could be fired at any time. They talked and laughed with each other. For them, this was a very ordinary daily life.

Zhou Huan's figure came silently behind a machine gunner. This position was very good, with enough vision to overlook the entire scene.

It was like he jumped down with the leader of Huashan Sect.

"Uncle Wang, I often think about what would happen if I jumped from the top of Mount Hua?"

70 years ago, the little Loli jumped behind Zhou Huan and asked such a question out of admiration and curiosity.

"You will die."

Zhou Huan said this.

"But...that would be exciting, wouldn't it?"

Thirty years later, she held Zhou Huan's hand, feeling the strong wind and the sense of crisis that her body reminded her of approaching death all the time.

Like lightning, and a cloudless blue sky above.

"Clap clap clap clap!"

The heavy machine gun began to fire, and Zhou Huan held the weapon weighing several dozen kilograms in his hand. The extremely hot warheads flew out, taking away lives one after another.

Whether it was body armor, hard armor, or the internal energy cultivated by the inner family, they were all shattered in the face of steel and gunpowder!
In the era of high technology, warriors are no longer the protagonists.

"Uncle Wang, I don't regret it!"

The face of the beautiful leader was full of calm, as if she often used a paraglider to jump down from the top of Mount Huashan.

——Will the wind suddenly turn into turbulence?

——What should I do if something goes wrong with my paraglider?
——Why do you do such dangerous things? In fact, you can live a normal life without getting involved in the underworld.

She asked herself this, just like Zhou Huan had often asked himself for more than 100 years.

——Why should we promote the progress of the times?Wouldn't it be better to slow down?
——You can build an empire that lasts for generations, suppressing technology, and at the same time using war to control the world.

——It is those ignorant and ungrateful people who benefit, they demand more and more day by day, they will discover your existence one day, and then kill or dissect you, because you are the biggest devil, because you one day

They will become reactionaries who hinder the progress of history!
He and she were falling rapidly towards the boundless earth, as if they had made their own choices.

"goodbye!"

The beauty leader said this, her weak and beautiful body violently hit the hard ground.

"farewell!"

Zhou Huan said this.

Infinite Qi soared into the sky like a flame, and the umbrella-shaped outline was filled with wind. The rising force pulled Zhou Huan hard, and Zhou Huan's body began to rise at this moment.

　Yesterday I watched a gun fight movie that was like a literary film. It made my balls hurt. Then when I got up in the morning to write something, I suddenly became more literary, so I wrote this paragraph... Well, it has multiple angles and multiple time periods... It's really Thankless…

　　
　
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