Tomorrow

　　Prosperous times, chaotic times, there is no difference for careerists...

　　 at least for people like Yun Zhao, there is no difference!

　　In the heyday, he indulges in alcohol and revels, enjoying the glory and wealth!

　　 In troubled times, he still has a feast of fat flesh and blood!

It just turned the wine in the cup and the banquet in the plate into blood and tears, bitterness and sorrow. After drinking it, it turned into a vulture. The standing dead bone flapped its wings and took off, and the wings were flapped in ashes, and it became thick. The cold fog that cannot be blown away by the wind.

　　Hero?

　　Perhaps yes, he was tired of the troubled times and ended the troubled times, not because of compassion for the suffering of the world, but because he was thinking of another kind of happiness!

　　 Manga?

That’s also true. Those heroes who have risen from the grass have the most say in this, but they are all dead, even if they lightly tap their wreckage, they can still hear the sound of gold and iron. He His soul has flown away, his body has rotted, and only maggots are entangled in the mouth used to speak, so he can no longer judge!

　　 I said-Yun Zhao is an inexplicable person. He satisfies all people's illusions about heroes and heroes, and also satisfies all people's best expectations for sons, brothers, and husbands.

　　It's just that his heart is cold, it is a piece of cold iron wrapped in flames, even if the sun explodes, thunder and lightning strikes, volcanoes erupt, and lava flows, they can never warm him any more!

　　The Queen of the Daming World—Feng Ying