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Chapter 1283 Po Meng(19)

 The man thought carefully and nodded: "Indeed, I feel that there is something very familiar to me in the river."

"That's right," Qianyan's gaze fell on the river, "I'll help you dig it out."

Then she raised her hand, and a powerful force surged out from her palm, blowing away the water in the river, revealing the sand in the river. The sand quickly scattered to both sides, and soon a man wearing armor was revealed below.

Bones.

The armor was rotten and tattered, and it must have been old for some time. But the white bones wearing the armor were intact, and they were still white and shiny, as if they had been carefully polished.

Qian Yan knew what was going on. After all, this man's soul had extraordinary luck and he should have accomplished great things. Naturally, even his bones would be extraordinary.

Even those with great luck will not be able to accomplish great things in one lifetime, and they are likely to encounter various hardships along the way.

Let’s just say that the golden cicada was reincarnated to obtain scriptures. Didn’t he also end up being eaten in his first nine lives? He only obtained the true scriptures in his tenth life.

After the armor and bones were washed away, Qianyan raised his palm slightly, and the bones floated to the river.

"I remembered."

The man looked at the bones on the ground. The armor on the bones was in dilapidated condition, but he felt that they looked familiar, as if they were items that had been with him for a long time.

He looked into the river, and this time he did not ask Qian Yan to help him. He reached out to fish it out in the river, and a knife jumped out of the river and fell into his hand.

"Miss Meng, my name is Jiang Youhuai."

System 666: [Look, I knew this identity was impure. Sure enough, there was a person named Huai. I saw this guy was so shameless and was still hanging by the Naihe Bridge, so I wondered if the host’s prime minister was following him.

,really.】

Po Meng said with a smile: "It is a good thing to have such followers. The person possessed by your prime minister should also have unfulfilled wishes. Maybe like me, he will have an epiphany one day.

I want to change the ending.”

System 666: [What you say makes sense, it has always been like this. 】

Jiang Youhuai stroked the rusty knife in his hand and the armor on the bones: "I once had a wish. I hope that I can keep the peace of this country in one day. However, the dynasty's strength has been exhausted. From the emperor to the emperor,

All officials are corrupt.

I couldn't do it with my passion, this knife, this armor. Not only could I not do it, but I was tricked into dying in the river.

Until my death, I couldn't believe it would end like this. Not only did I die, but I was also called treasonous by the people of the dynasty. I was reviled by the people of the dynasty, and no one came to collect my bones. Even my family removed me and regarded me as a shame.

.

So, I forgot all this and became a lonely ghost, wandering in this world, not knowing where to go, and where could a person like me be tolerated."

Jiang Youhuai stood up, looked at his appearance, and said with a smile: "I was originally the prince of the dynasty. I was not born to march and fight. I just saw that no one in the court could compete with the enemy, so I took the initiative to join the army. I never thought that I would end up like this.

Then I forgot all this, but I only remember what I was like before I joined the army."

As he finished speaking, the appearance of Jiang Youhuai, who was wearing dark clothes and dark patterns, changed in front of him.

The man in front of him was wearing silver armor and holding a sword in his hand. His fair face was no longer white, and his skin had turned into a wheat color. His facial features were not as soft as before and looked much sharper. Even his eyes had murderous intent.

In the blink of an eye, his appearance changed again.

At this time, the silver armor on his body was stained with blood, and there were knife marks everywhere. He looked a little embarrassed, and his eyes had become vicissitudes of life, but the tenacity inside remained unchanged.


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