Yandu, Juyongguan.
After watching Ying Zheng go away, many monks also descended to the Great Wall and blended in with the tourists at this moment.
Standing on the beacon tower and feeling the beautiful rivers and mountains around me, I can't help but sigh that behind the famous places and historical sites, there is actually the sadness and loneliness of an emperor throughout the ages.
"Alas! It's a pity that the world doesn't know the real history and can only look at Qin Shihuang from the history books recorded by later generations. There are too few people who can truly understand him!" Mu Wujian sighed.
"Senior First Emperor has paid so much for China. How can we, the descendants, evaluate his merits and demerits? No one can evaluate him for one emperor through the ages!" Gu Xiaoyao also put away his folding fan and sighed.
"Since ancient times, Tianjiao has always been lonely and miserable, especially people like him, who are destined not to be understood by the world. But what he left behind is all for China."
"It's just that when most people like me think of Ying Zheng, the word tyrant comes to mind. Little do they know that the system he created and the cultural treasures he left behind are still in use today."
Hua Mengchen's beautiful eyes lost their luster, and she felt sad for Ying Zheng. He had endured too much alone.
"We can't understand it, and we can't change anything. It's better to go back early and prepare." Yun Jinghong suggested.
Leng Shuangrong also nodded and said: "I hope all factions will come up with their own information. Since it is a crisis in China, it is our duty to tide over the crisis together and protect the common people."
"The Jiutian Sect will use all its trump cards to deal with this crisis together with the First Emperor."
"Although I, the Buddha, do not like killing, the land that gave birth to us will suffer disaster. I, the Buddha, are compassionate and will do our best to help." Master Qingchan recited the name of the Buddha.
"Shushan Sword Sect, as long as it can show the secrets, there will be no reservations!" Mu Wujian said.
"Baihua Palace will help you at all costs!" Hua Mengchen said resolutely.
"Xiaoyao raises his teachings and will protect every inch of China's mountains and rivers!" Gu Xiaoyao also expressed his stance.
All the leaders have expressed their opinions one after another and unanimously believe that they should devote all their efforts to tide over this crisis together.
"What are those people up there doing?"
"It looks like a cosplay?"
"But it does look a bit like a fairy."
"What they said about China before was filming on the Great Wall?"
These leaders gathered near a beacon tower, and their clothes and remarks naturally attracted the attention of many tourists.
"Crack! Click!"
More and more people gathered around, taking out their cellphone cameras to take pictures. This caused all the leaders to panic and quickly fled from here, going back to their respective factions.
"Alas, after hearing the deeds of Senior Ying Zheng, I have lost all energy. He is obviously devoted to the Chinese nation, but in the hearts of most people, he is just a tyrant."
Zhao Changge drooped his head and walked with everyone in the old streets and alleys. They are very smart. They have already changed into modern clothes and transformed into a group of handsome men and beauties.
It attracted countless eyes along the way. Passers-by could not imagine that such a group of people who were more dazzling than celebrities would gather in these ancient streets and alleys.
"Senior is, after all, the emperor of the ages. Since ancient times, too many geniuses like him have died early. Is it true that as a generational genius, he is destined to end sadly?"
Chu He frowned and sighed, then secretly shifted his gaze to Wang Bugui. Because he is also a generational genius, he is always worried that one day he will do it.
If that day does come, how will he accept it? I'm afraid I would rather die than accept Wang Bugui's death with the responsibility of a generational genius.
But Wang Bugui didn't think so much. He had a belief in his heart that man can conquer nature! No matter what crisis he has, as long as he still has breath, he will do everything he can to overcome it.
He looked at everyone, clenched his fists and said, "Senior Ying Zheng naturally has his reasons. Let's just take care of ourselves. After you go back, tell me what you gained from this battle and prepare for that crisis!"
"I don't want my hometown to fall into despair, I don't want to lose the mountains and rivers of my hometown, and I don't want to see the people in my hometown fall into the crisis of extinction. We have grown up and become the most powerful people in the world."
"We must shoulder our responsibilities and, under the leadership of Senior Ying Zheng, kill all enemies who invade China!"
After saying this, he turned around and looked at his brothers and sisters. After seeing those confident smiles, cheer together with them and move on.
Even Chihiro Misawa, who is Japanese, also shouted together at this moment, even though she is not Chinese. But here, you can also feel the warmth of hometown.
Because here are her opposite-sex family members, the man she cares about most, and a revered teacher who has taught her - Ke Meng.
Without Ke Meng's guidance, she would never have reached the heights she is today, and would still be just a half-baked swordsman. Thanks to this master, I got to know these people by chance.
It can be said that Qianxun's time with them was very enjoyable, whether there was fighting or not. For some reasons, she never enjoyed her childhood.
He is even disliked by countless people because he is a bit of a natural and crazy person, as well as because he has such a big appetite. I have been struggling alone on the streets of Japan for more than ten years.
If Wang Bugui and others knew Qianxun's past, it would be hard to believe how she survived to this day. And what kind of faith could keep her going for so long.
That kind of loneliness, that kind of helplessness, that kind of dark childhood is not much different from Hanae Chisakura, and sometimes she is even more bitter.
Qianying was forced to mature early by the dark environment and look down on the harshness of the world. Later, she gradually learned to protect herself at all costs.
As for Qianxun, she was so kind-hearted that no matter how tortured she was by various things and people in her life, she never thought about revenge. As long as she can eat every day, she is content.
Only later did she learn the art of swordsmanship, and the master who kindly taught her warned her not to hesitate as long as she drew the sword, and to kill her as soon as she was sure she was an enemy.
In order to protect herself and to eat, she kept wandering around the world. Finally, she found her warm home and a group of warm and considerate "family members".
Her current goal is simple, the one her family loves is her love, and the family's enemy is her enemy. China is the family's most precious hometown, and it is also her most precious gentle hometown.
Chihiro Misawa may not take the initiative to make grudges, but she will take the initiative to draw a sword for her family. She may not be irritated by trivial matters in the world, but she will lose control of her family's enemies.
For her, a place with these people is home. Wang Bugui taught her to cherish everything around her, and taught her not to despair easily, because man can conquer nature.
Zhao Changge and Lu Hao taught her that it may be easy to lose alone, but with her most trusted partner, she can be unparalleled in the world.
Ning Zhe and Leng Yueyan taught her to cherish the time spent with the love of her life. Life is short.
Mei Qing taught her some ways of being a woman, and Kamikawa Yan taught her to have a peaceful heart and a calm mind, and try not to lose her mind.
Yu Wude and Shangguan Yiyi taught her not to be afraid even if disaster strikes. As long as the person you care about most is still with you, you can continue to talk and laugh even if the sky falls.
Edward and Catherine, this idiot couple taught her to laugh every day, because every day is full of hope and sunshine. When facing everything with a smile, there will be less pain.
Chu He is also helpful to her. As long as she hears the sound of his flute, it will be helpful to her understanding of swordsmanship. At the same time, it also taught her that understanding the world of mortals would also be helpful for her swordsmanship.
And Feng Tianming, the most important man to Misawa Chihiro. Teach her how to sense Qi, how to mobilize spiritual power and spiritual energy, how to practice, and what to pay attention to when drawing a sword.
He helps with everything about kendo. In life, this man also paid special attention to her, often helping him solve problems and caring about whether she had enough to eat.
Sometimes he even helped her make late-night snacks, but he kept saying, "I just wanted to eat, and I just made too much."
In Qianxun's eyes, Feng Tianming is more powerful than the king. And when fighting side by side with him, the two of them can trust each other's back.
They had both suffered serious injuries for each other, even on the verge of death many times. But when they realized what they were doing, they found that they were both willing to do so and could not bear the other to be hurt.
Along the way, they experienced too many life and death tests. The two have long been tied by a red thread of fate and cannot be separated. They are destined to live and die together for the rest of their lives.
Whether it's love or love, they can't live without each other. In this life, I only want to travel all over the world with that one person.
"Hehe." Chihiro Misawa thought so much in her mind that she laughed involuntarily.
Her smile is still so innocent and pure, even a little silly, which is really endearing.
After Feng Tianming noticed it, he lowered his head and asked, "Why, what good thing did you think of that makes you so happy?"
"Ah! No, no."
Qianxun's face suddenly turned red, and she jumped up and covered Tianming's mouth.
"Inexplicable." Feng Tianming said, rubbing his head.
No matter how puzzled he was, Chihiro smiled brightly at him and said, "You know what? I am like Nobita, and you are Doraemon."
"What Doraemon?" Feng Tianming was even more confused.
"Hey, you are my Mr. Doraemon! We will never be separated. Even if we really leave one day, you will come to me in a time machine! Right?"
Chihiro Misawa directly hung Feng Tianming's neck, then rode on his back, saying: "Mr. Doraemon, charge!!"
Feng Tianming could be described as having a big head, but he still doted on her in his heart. With a roar, he rushed to the front with her on his back.