final catastrophe

Chapter 277 100. Eternal Like a Long Night (Subscribe)
In the capital city, there are many sects and sects who participated in the battle of Lingye City, and the masters of the rivers and lakes in the battle of Xiangyang immediately remembered the existence of this person.

"It's the Great Heavenly Sword! It's him who came to Wudang!"

"It's Head Xia!"

"It is the number one legend in the new era of Longzangzhou!"

But despite saying this, many people also know Wudang's status in the righteous way, so it is not as good as before. The leader of the righteous way has faintly become the state religion Shaolin, not the Wudang who has been born for a long time and is even closed.

Others couldn't help laughing at the young man's ignorance despite his high skill.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.

He is very fragile, so arrogant and domineering in the imperial capital, how could the emperor tolerate him? !
Queen's Academy.

Carrying a hoe, the big farmer who was turning over a field in the courtyard stopped.

This is the high-rise central building of the society.

The surrounding area is surrounded by various sects in the future, and the stars surround the moon, which shows that this place is an important place.

It's just that although it is the core land, he insisted on opening up a farmland behind the high pavilion. Such an incompatible style disappeared when he started farming.

Because of harmony.

Pang Changye felt that he was still a farmer at heart. If he hadn't had that great opportunity when he was young, he would have truly worked till his death. Maybe he died in the chaos of the soldiers, or maybe he died in the chaos of ghosts and ghosts in the middle and late days of the sky.

So ordinary, no one knows how to live a lifetime.

Or, if he hadn't met her, even if he reached the peak state, he still wouldn't be able to comprehend the state at this time.

He felt the constant cry of swords and soldiers all over the city, and couldn't help but his thoughts surged.

At that time, his name was Pang Changgen, a very earthy name.

In early spring, by the Baling Bridge, the willows are Yiyi.

He bid her farewell.

The girl who was always hiding her melancholy said, "Chang Gen, your name is too rustic."

Pang Changgen was taken aback. He was originally a farmer from the countryside, but he was lucky enough to get into Tianzhongducheng, and then he was favored by her, and promoted all the way.

I still remember that when I first entered the capital, I didn't want to do the things of robbing and stealing, and I didn't want to be a slave for five buckets of rice.

Sitting alone in the dark in the city, leaning against the wall, my stomach is empty, no one cares about me, no one cares about me.

Even if he died, no one would know.

But she stopped the carriage and served herself hot thin noodles in broth in the snow and ice.

That was the best and happiest meal that Pang Changgen had ever eaten in his life.

Even afterward, with fine clothes and fine food, traveling from north to south, and countless people offering the best and most precious delicacies to this invincible general, he still felt that this was nothing more than that.

Even a full house feast is not as good as that bowl of fine noodles.

No matter how much gold, silver, pearls and jade, it is not as good as the green at the corner of her skirt.

It's just that she is Miss Qianjin.

I am a country boy.

He never dared to show the slightest hint of admiration, even when he saw countless young masters lingering around her, he just smiled foolishly, and would not say a word that he should not have said.

Later, when he achieved great success in martial arts, he was selected by the Tiger Guards, and he was seconded to the military department to fight everywhere. He wanted to show his fame, but he still had a deep inferiority complex when facing her.

Because she is the most beautiful and the best.

No one can compare.

So, that time at the Baling Bridge, he responded respectfully but awkwardly: "What kind of name does Miss think is good?"

The melancholy girl thought for a while, clapped her hands and said, "Changye, no saints are born in the sky, and the ages are like Changye. Let's call it Changye? Okay?"

Pang Changgen was just about to say "the name was given by his parents, so he dare not change it rashly", but when he got to the point of speaking, seeing the girl's melancholy eyes, his heart softened.

So I asked uncertainly: "Missy likes the name Changye?"

The melancholy girl nodded affirmatively.

Pang Changgen lowered his head and said, "Then my name will be Pang Changye from now on."

"Okay." The girl smiled, jumped up, and touched his head with her feet.

If other people dared to stroke the head of the wolf-like general, they would probably be torn to pieces.

But no matter how ferocious a beast is, it also has weaknesses.

His weakness is her.

So he lowered his head, showing a foolish smile, and let the petite figure touch his scraggly hair on tiptoe.

Her name is Jiang Man.

If you have yourself to fight, it is naturally a big victory!
There were willows when I went, but it was already raining and snowing when I returned.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, went back and forth.

Time can change a lot, for example, she has become the emperor's favorite concubine, Concubine Man.

Pang Changye was stunned, and then began to be happy for her, but the wedding was held in summer, and now she is pregnant, so he can no longer offer gifts, can't do anything else, and can't even see her again, because she is the emperor's woman, She is the mother of the future prince.

On that day, he smiled honestly, shouted "Long live my emperor, long live, long live", accepted the emperor's reward, and celebrated with the soldiers who also received the reward.

In the evening, another ten-mile banquet was held, and the soldiers who stood shoulder to shoulder with the blood bathed ate large pieces of meat and drank in large bowls.

Laughed at the banquet, laughing very happily.

The wine is also drunk in big bowls, it is so refreshing!

It's just that after the banquet was over and the ground was in a mess, he returned to the mansion, sat quietly for a while, and even cooked himself. He made himself a bowl of fine noodles, thought about it, and added some broth.

Then he sat silently on the steps of the mansion in the moonlight, and ate a bowl of noodles until the early morning and midday.

He probably couldn't finish it anyway, the broth had already frozen into paste.

But he continued to eat until he ate up all the noodles one by one, drank the broth that had turned into cream, and finally chewed up the bones of the meat and swallowed it into his stomach, and then licked the dried meat from the bottom of the bowl. clean.

But still tossing and turning.

Walking aimlessly in the mansion.

It wasn't until I walked to the wine cellar that I realized what I needed.

So, this invincible general locked himself in his wine cellar for three days and three nights before going out.

And then, a few years later.
Concubine Man slipped and fell into the water, and when news of her drowning came, he was unable to see her for the last time.

Can't even find out why, the truth.

The first farewell by the Baling Bridge turned out to be forever.

These things have all disappeared like a cloud of smoke.

she.
is no longer there.

All he was looking forward to was to be able to quietly accompany her in the royal mourning hall for three years, or to the moment when he had to shatter the void.

It's just this her, but he still can't afford to accompany her.

Although the force is superb and he has fought hard all his life, even if that woman dies, he can't accompany her.

Just because
She is the emperor's favorite concubine because she is the biological mother of the current emperor.

Thoughts turn back.

Feel the aura that is like the sky.

He silently put down the hoe in his hand, and let out a long sigh, the cold inhaled mixed with the earthy breath broke into his stomach full of sorrow.

Smiling lightly, Pang Changye raised his head, his aura suddenly rose, and soon he turned into a ferocious and violent wolf, looking northwest, roaring full of fighting spirit.

Maybe no one will be able to notice that the fighting spirit of that giant wolf is mixed with a sinister aura that seems to come from the underworld.

For a time, dragons and tigers roared, and soldiers all over the city screamed.

It was only because the head teacher in white who stayed in the lobby and sat upright in the lobby pulled out a one-inch knife.

bass.
Sheath the knife.

And the sound of all the soldiers disappeared.

Xia Ji sat down again with his eyes down.

However, Tianque Huangdu became extremely silent as if it had just encountered an invisible fight.

After about a moment, everyone started to speak.

ten miles away.

Yun Mo looked into the distance in horror. The face of the vicious deputy leader of the dragon patrol team was a little distorted at this moment.

Others don't feel anything yet.

He really only felt that the saber intent was directed at himself.

The crazy sword intent almost made him feel that he was being executed by Ling Chi, and every cry of the sword was like a knife cutting in his heart.

At this moment, the screaming stopped, and he was reborn like a catastrophe.

Just because he arranged for the maid named Xiaoying to go to the Hehuan Sect.

He forcibly controlled the distortion of his face and the panic in his expression, squeezed out a smile, and then said frantically: "Your heart is messed up, messed up!! Hahaha"

It's just that the sound didn't last long.

The next moment, he hurriedly shouted: "Come, come!"

The dark spy who patrols the dragon hurried over, and his voice was trembling: "What orders does Master Yun have?"

Yun Mo hurriedly said: "Take that little shadow back to me and send it back!! Send it back immediately!"

After thinking about it, the scribe in white added another sentence: "Send it back without stopping for a moment!! Quick! Quick! Quick!"

He used the word "fast" three times in a row.

As if to save some face, he said again: "His heart is already messed up, it's okay to send him back at this time!"

Saying such things.

Yun Mo himself couldn't tell if it was true, or if he was being cowardly.

but
Under that vast sword intent, who can not be persuaded?
Until now, the panic in his heart has not subsided.

(End of this chapter)