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"The most beautiful man in the world, a god in the martial arts world, and the head of the Nine Heavens who controls most of the lifeblood of the world, Mr.
The capital was turned into a dead city. His name is Gongziyu."
"After that, the great Zhou Dynasty was severely weakened. For the northern herders, it was extremely reluctant to switch from offense to defense. It was not until several ZTE periods that they gradually recovered, and it was not until more than a hundred years ago that they turned into a prosperous age. But
To this day, we still cannot return to the prosperity of three hundred years ago."
The woman spoke again, repeating word after word. This was just a rough account of the rise and fall of the Zhou Dynasty that had gone through more than three hundred years.
In just one paragraph, a history of three hundred years or even longer can be summarized.
It's just that a period of history can indeed be summarized in a few short sentences. But as time passes, who can truly experience it?
No one can verify, no one can clearly know what happened that year.
Among the two people present, the woman didn’t know why there was a rise and fall, and then a rise again. Why was this most prosperous city in the Great Zhou Dynasty destroyed by Gongziyu, the Prince Consort of the Great Zhou Dynasty?
What exactly happened back then?
In the darkness, the lantern in his hand swayed in the wind, causing the candlelight to flicker and dim, making the old building in front of him a little dark.
Suddenly, there were endless sounds in the ears. It was the neighing of war horses, the fierce clash of wind and frost swords, and the sound of thunder. It made people feel a buzzing in their ears, and they couldn't help but feel horrified.
This loss of color is the loss of color in the world, and it is also the loss of color in the world. There were people who wanted to be in the world, but in the end, because of the loss of color, they were willing to lose the mountains and rivers.
It is true that everything in the world loses its color because of this.
Suddenly, the man looked up and saw that the tower suddenly changed.
In this dim night, a piece of wood, I don't know if it was wood chips, broke away from the seven-story restaurant and slowly floated down.
When he raised his head, the piece of sawdust was like a leaf, blocking his eyes and confusing his vision.
The sky and the earth changed drastically, and the clouds surged, as if there was a vigorous spring.
He seemed to hear a sting, the thunder was faint, the green poplars were blowing in the wind, and the red color was heavy, showing the color of spring everywhere. However, the appearance of that thing still lost its color.
To be precise, it was eclipsed by just one person.
Eclipsed by the appearance of the bright moon.
The sound of footsteps sounded softly, gradually getting deeper. And his heartbeat also beat more and more violently as the footsteps gradually became louder.
In a trance, she seemed to see a woman dressed in red standing on a high platform again. At that moment, all the sunset in the sky fell on her body.
His eyes also fell on the fiery red moon.
What kind of woman is she? It's very unclear. I just know that every frown and smile can affect my mind.
"This scene again..."
The man looked around blankly, then looked at the woman next to him.
In his heart, there was a faint voice, telling him that this woman was the woman he missed every day and was the only hope for him to survive in this life.
However, today, this is not the case.
I just feel guilty for that bright moon. Maybe once, a smile really affected his mind, but maybe it was just in a dream.
Indeed, it seemed that he had just had a dream, a deep dream, a dream that was hidden deep in his heart and could not be told.
This dream was known to only three people in the world, including himself. "Three people know... Deadwood... Ba Dao."
Suddenly, there seemed to be a string in the man's mind, an electric spark flashed, and something deep in his memory was like a bud breaking through the ground.
"Deadwood, Tyrant Sword..."
The man's voice was soft, but in this quiet place, he was still heard by the woman beside him.
"My husband is really interested in things that happened three hundred years ago."
At this moment, the woman standing next to him spoke.
"Ji Mu and Ba Dao are exactly the same people from three hundred years ago. They are also close associates of the head of the Nine Heavens, Xuantianjun Gongziyu. One is the Blood Demon, one of the three demons, and the other is Zhu Tianjun, one of the Nine Heavens.
"
"Speaking of it, this jade tree is really an effective assistant for Gongziyu. If it weren't for Zhu Tianjun, the entire court of Zhou Dynasty would not have been so easily manipulated."
"If domineering is the sharpest sword in Gongziyu's hand, then this tree is the most lethal trump card in Gongziyu's hand. It can be said that half of the fall of the Great Zhou Dynasty was attributed to Zhu Tianjun, the tree.
"
"I don't know what happened three hundred years ago. What exactly happened then?"
Originally, he had only thought it was a dream. But a voice kept ringing in his heart, telling him to go to the old capital and find out what was going on.
When he came to the old capital and saw this restaurant accidentally, it was hard to dismiss it as a dream.
"How could you not know, husband? It seems that he is asking me a question to test Lin'er." The woman smiled softly, stretched out her hand hidden in her sleeve, and took the person beside her.
This hand is extremely cold. It's like it has been in a thousand-year ice cellar and cannot be kept warm.
The man didn't make any move, he just let his hand hold, feeling the familiar yet unfamiliar breath, and quietly listened to the woman's words.
This is a past story about Gong Ziyu and Mingyue Emperor Ji. Perhaps, these events have gone through more than three hundred years of ups and downs and been passed down from generation to generation. Most of the stories have deviated from the original track, but they are still more or less the same.
It's a bit original, but not too unrecognizable.
The more the man listened, the more frightened he became. What happened next did not appear in his memory.
Three hundred years ago, the great Zhou Dynasty was manipulated by Gongziyu, the man who destroyed Chu. Finally, the Zhou emperor jumped from the city and committed suicide, followed by Emperor Mingyue. After that, Kyoto, which was the political center, was conquered by the uprising army.
Massacre cleanly.
Originally, the situation in the Great Zhou Dynasty was over and it would fall into war and strife again. However, it only lost its old capital and did not lose the country.
In the chaos of that year, when Jiutian entered the world, the Chaotang and the Jianghu were used as chess pieces in the game between the two sides. This was not to wipe out the power of the Chaotang blindly, but because the collision between the two sides made the next dynasty and the power of the Jianghu
, unable to control the court.
This is not Gongziyu's revenge purpose. His purpose may be to balance the two different forces in the world.
"Gongziyu, is he dead?"
In the darkness, the man looked at the woman beside him and asked.
"Dead, or maybe still alive." The woman just shook her head.
"Dead. Maybe still alive..."
"That's right, because no one knows whether Gongziyu is dead or not."
"When Mingyue Emperor Ji Ji died for her country, she had already taken poison. Because she knew that Gongziyu would never abandon her, so before she fell into the city, she had already expected that Gongziyu would take action." The woman spoke again,
There was some regret in his tone.
This Mingyue Emperor, who embodies countless brilliance, is still remembered by most people even three hundred years later. This is a strange woman, not only her appearance is stunning in the world, but she died for her country.
, sacrifice one's heart for love.
"Gongziyu did take action." The man murmured.
He has heard about the past events, and although most of them are different, there are still some parts that are very consistent with the scene in his mind.
That scene appeared again. The fiery red dress was burning down from high altitude, and was finally embraced by the white dress. However, when the body was white and covered with red fire, it was naturally covered with dark colors, and the excess was red.
In the man's mind, there were thousands of arrows that pierced his body and his heart, and then were tightly connected to the man dressed in fiery red.
Then, the red dust rolled up. The whole world was plunged into a red mist, and the mist could no longer be seen clearly.
In the dream, this was just a dream. A dream that purified the resentment in his heart. It was a dream that used the pure soul power of those dead souls to wash away the resentment in his heart.
Those people were killed by him, so why did they have no resentment or hatred? It seems that everything was guided by the woman named Zhou Zhiruo.
So, why did Zhou Zhiruo do this?
He didn't know that maybe Zhou Zhiruo really loved him.
The woman squeezed her husband's hand, then moved inside, snuggled up to his side, and then spoke softly again.
"Three hundred years ago, the Great Zhou Dynasty was in turmoil, and the battlefield was too chaotic. In the end, the bodies of the two of them could not be found. Then over time, there were rumors that it was Gongziyu who rescued Mingyue Emperor Ji. The two of them
People are not dead."
"After all, that is Gongziyu, a myth in the martial arts world, a god, and the head of the Nine Heavens. People really won't believe how the majestic Gongziyu could die under thousands of arrows."
"After that battle, the power of the court finally collapsed. But what I didn't expect was that just as the war continued for a year, another army appeared in the north. This army was called the Great Zhou Orthodox, and the people behind it were actually Jiutian.
One, Lord Yantian."
"Everyone in the world was shocked when the Yantian Lord was revealed. Everyone speculated that the Yantian Lord's assistance to the remaining parties of the Great Zhou Dynasty was exactly Gongziyu's instruction."
"Three years later, all the uprising armies from all sides were destroyed by the Zhou army. The Zhou Dynasty was once again unified, but it damaged the foundation.
The man nodded, feeling that it made sense. When a person's strength exceeds that of the secular world, secular people will think that this person will never be trapped in the secular world. When Jiutian appears again, the world will be even more...
I think Gongziyu is not dead.
Suddenly, the man thought of something, and his pupils shrank sharply. Then, he suddenly looked at the woman nestled in him.
"You told me before that the once most prosperous capital city of the Great Zhou Dynasty was turned into a dead city in a few nights because of a rabies disease."
The woman was stunned for a moment, then blinked, looked at the man with a strange look, and asked doubtfully: "Husband, when did Lin'er say that?"
.......
These two people didn't know that they were not the only ones in this darkness.
The night wind blew, accompanied by a forlorn laughter deep in the depths. In the darkness, there was a figure with disheveled hair and blood all over his body, moving slowly on the ground.
"Master said before leaving that year. If I were to step into the second difficulty on the road leading to Emperor Linguan, if I saw him there, then... there would be no need to look for him."
"Because, in this place, only dead people will appear."