There is a faint glow shining on the turrets of Changling.
Deep in the palace, the queen raised her head slightly.
There is a layer of brilliance on her perfect face, but the extremely beautiful eyes are getting more and more empty. What she sees is not the turret, but the past years and Changling.
Another thing she failed to do.
It seems that ever since Zhao Jianlu and Zhao Zhan were discovered to be hiding in Changling, after the rainstorm when Ye Celeng returned, all the past events that had been silent in the mud all came to the fore.
Not only appeared in her heart, but also appeared in the real world.
The hazy light refracted and scattered in the courtyard, and the white lotus seeds in the Lingquan gave off a more blurred halo.
After a little trance, it seemed that the person came from the halo.
"What kind of person do you want to be?"
She vaguely remembered him asking her.
She didn't answer, just asked, "What kind of person do you want to be?"
"The sword head under heaven." He proudly replied.
She was a little flustered.
It's just this absolute self-confidence and that indescribable aura that made her feel that the figure of this man inexplicably grew taller in her heart without the deliberate arrangements at home.
Not long after.
He asked again, "Have you thought about what kind of person you want to be?"
She still didn't answer.
But he said: "What I think has changed."
On the bank of the Wei River, she raised her head in amazement and looked at him who was facing the river with his sword in his hand, and asked, "What?"
"The head of the sword under heaven is a bit simple."
He smiled and said, "It will be more difficult if the world is unified and there is no more fighting."
"What kind of person do you want to be?"
When he was questioned for the last time, he was on the mountain of corpses piled up by powerful people from all dynasties in the world.
He pointed his sword at the palace, and she was hidden deep in the palace.
The voice broke through the clouds and fell.
She was silent.
"Who do I want to be?"
The queen repeated these words softly, the emptiness in her eyes disappeared, and the pupils became as beautiful and cold as her face again.
"I didn't know what kind of person I would be."
"I just don't want to be what you want me to be."
She lowered her head slightly, and said softly: "The sword head under heaven, if I want to do it too, then must I let it go?"
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river.
An important town on the banks of the Weihe River.
Located in the south of Changling, it is equivalent to one of the acropolises of Changling.
The rise of this place originally originated from the fact that merchant ships had a dock here for repairs. The tung oil workers here are also quite famous. Only ships with dozens of coats of paint can resist the erosion of cold and hot water, even sea water. erosion.
It was already midwinter, the river was frozen, and there were not many businessmen coming and going, only the residents of the town seemed cold.
There was a crunch.
The door of an extremely ordinary small shop along the river was pushed open, and a seemingly thin body was forced into the room full of sundries with a domineering aura and chill.
"It's extremely rude to come in without asking."
There is a bed next to the wall of this shop, and a man is sitting on the bed. His legs are empty, but his hair is extremely long, and it has been falling down his back to the bed behind him. He didn't even lift his head. , just said this sentence. Even his eyes are hidden in the messy long hair, like the edge of a sword hidden in a sheath.
"apologize."
The figure who forced the door open said two simple words.
A half figure appeared by the door behind him, comparing the two, he looked young and immature. The half tall figure behind him naturally exuded the iron-blooded and stern vicissitudes unique to military practitioners.
The young man who entered the house first apologized, but the tall figure behind him moved, and several pieces of mica knife coins fell in front of the fallen man.
"The etiquette is too heavy."
The long-haired man raised his head slightly, frowning faintly.
"It's not surprising that the etiquette is heavy, it just depends on whether the husband will give way."
The young man stood upright, neither advancing nor retreating, just blocked the door like a windshield, and said: "If the road is not given, I can use money to pave the way."
The long-haired man couldn't help laughing, and said, "How much money do you have?"
"Pave the road." The young man didn't move, but said two words aloud.
The tall figure behind him moved again, and pieces of mica knife coins fell in front of the long-haired man, but they were layer upon layer, covering the floor of the long-haired man's room without even the slightest gap.
The long-haired man couldn't help but be moved.
"I know that some people call you Mr. Sun Bing, and others call you Sun Ghost. You have another name. You lived in the fish market before, and even the broken sword that Li Daoji asked to return to Baiyang Cave was obtained by you. But it doesn't matter, I only know that my husband has great talent, and I have great wealth." The young man looked at the eyes shining like stars in the long hair, and said: "Money paves the way, and you can use it as much as you can."
The long-haired man didn't hide his emotional shock at all, he took a deep breath, and there was a sound of breathing in the room like tearing cloth.
"who are you?"
"Thank you Changsheng."
"Guanzhong Xie family?"
The young man didn't answer, but just raised his head proudly.
Several flakes of frost fell from his hair, swirled in the dim yellow light, and fell to the ground.
As he raised his head, his face became clearer in the dimly lit room.
The long-haired man laughed inexplicably, and said: "It really is Xie Changsheng, and the saying that the young master of the Xie family in Guanzhong is the most money-saver is really true."
Xie Changsheng still didn't speak.
The long-haired man restrained his smile, and said: "I've been in various dynasties, and I've never seen anyone who uses soldiers so generously, and I've never seen someone use such simple, violent and effective means... It's just that I'm just a cripple, and my cultivation is not very high. , what do you want from me?"
"The reason why Jiaodong County has been standing for a long time, even the old dignitaries have fallen, but Jiaodong County is becoming more and more prosperous is because of countless followers and advisers."
Xie Changsheng looked at him and said, "Mr. is only disabled because of jealousy. Although his cultivation level is not high, I know that Mr. escaped from various dynasties and is proficient in many sects. The most important thing is that Mr. knows who is useful and how to recruit them. useful person."
"Practitioners from all dynasties and places are full of powerful ones. But it is difficult to make them useful and help me."
It wasn't until this moment that Xie Changsheng bowed seriously to the long-haired man, "What's the use of the money, I want to ask my husband to help me spend it."
Finish this sentence.
He straightened up and waved slightly to the person behind him.
There was a soft pop.
A cloth bag filled with rice fell on the floor of the dimly lit room.
It's just that the cloth bag is not filled with rice.
Looking at the mica knife coins scattered inside, the long-haired man coughed lightly in pain, and said, "You really have a lot of money."
Xie Changsheng said calmly, "There are more."