The tall man had his back to Southwest Zhu Tianjun and the two sages.
The Star-Shattering Sword in the Blood Demon's hand, although it has not been unsheathed, is already full of powerful sword power.
Zhu Tianjun looked solemn, as did the Confucian sage and the Taoist sage.
"I've been waiting for you here for a long time." Gorefiend said calmly, then slowly turned around to face these three people.
The young man in golden robe raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you think you alone can defeat us two saints?"
The Blood Demon chuckled and said, "We'll find out in the first battle!"
The other young man in civilian clothes next to Zhu Tianjun laughed and said: "Where to fight?"
"Dongdu, Longque Tower."
"Okay! I'll have a good fight with you today! Last year, you just beat us two by yourself. It's really not good for you." The young man in gold robe chuckled and said: "Ba Jian! Today I will make you a weak sword!"
Zhu Tianjun chuckled, shook his head and said, "You three are addicted to alcohol. Now that we meet together, I'm afraid there will be a fight to the death. But you are not prepared to meet the Young Pavilion Master?"
"Jiangmu, I have been serving you as my master for half a year, and I am already very unhappy. Now you are using the Young Pavilion Master to oppress me? Do you believe that I will let you go to Beijing to be a eunuch with just one sword?"
"...."
This world is really Gongziyu's world. At the head of the Nine Heavens, Xuantian is respected. Throughout the ages, those who have understood "Xuan Tian" have been the leader.
Except for the dead Lord Haotian, they all respected Gong Ziyu.
.......
Emperor Zhou and his queen died in a hail of arrows, causing a storm.
The thirty-five-strong army suffered 90,000 casualties in the attack by the masters of Tangmen. After all, this was the dispatch of 10,000 first-class masters in the martial arts world.
Each of the first-level masters can be worth a thousand elite soldiers. Ten thousand first-level masters can equal an army of millions.
Three days later, the storm calmed down. The leader of the rebels, King Ning, had been executed. The rebels abandoned their troops and surrendered. One day later, King Jing led the army into Beijing.
After Gongziyu comforted Zhou Zhiruo, he walked out of the courtyard.
Here he saw a man in a red robe, a man who also wore a mask.
This person is the Southern Yantian Lord.
"The old pavilion master's words before his death were to ask you to support the wise king to ascend the throne within three years, use what you have learned throughout your life, assist the new emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, end this troubled world, and usher in the greatest prosperity in the world! And you have selfish thoughts,
Many people and soldiers will die in your plan. We have been friends since childhood, and we really don’t want you to go down this evil path..."
"Wrong path?" Gongziyu smiled and said: "From the moment I became Xuantianjun, the debt I have shouldered in my life has been as heavy as the sky."
"Since the split of the Qin Dynasty, the prosperity of the country in the Central Plains for thousands of years has declined in one fell swoop. The world has been divided and united, and the unification of the Central Plains has long been doomed! Although the name of the Great Zhou Dynasty is unfair, it is the general trend after all, and the country's destiny will be restored again. And you let
The war has resumed, and what will eventually lead to it is the Northern Barbarians peeking in, and the aliens are messing with China!"
Gongziyu smiled softly and said sarcastically: "The world is not the world of the Great Zhou Dynasty. If you want to blame me, blame me... Twenty years ago, Emperor Zhou massacred eleven cities of Chu. My move was just to pay homage to the souls of millions of innocent people in Chu."
That’s all.”
"Our mission is to assist you. Since you have made up your mind, Jiutian is where you are. This power that can make people in the world willing to abandon everything is for your use."
Nanfang Yantianjun sighed, turned around and left, finally disappearing from Gongziyu's sight.
One day later, the bodies of Emperor Zhou and the Queen were placed in the tomb of the old capital palace. Prince Jing returned to the capital with the princes and nobles who had escaped the arrows and the remaining 70,000 elite soldiers from the battle.
The death of Emperor Zhou shocked the world. However, under the strong push of the three divisions and the advancement of hundreds of civil and military officials, King Jing successfully ascended the throne.
In the first year of Jingkang, on the tenth day after the new emperor ascended the throne, the descendants of the five kingdoms sensed the turmoil in the government and the public, and raised troops in various places.
The war broke out again, and the descendants of the five kingdoms were destroyed. Soldiers from five directions rose up, and millions of troops from each direction marched towards Kyoto. The Yan State was still watching the fire from the other side, but as long as the fire had the potential to start a prairie fire, the Yan State would definitely raise its troops.
In just one month, the Great Zhou Dynasty fell to eleven counties.
On Wednesday, eleven counties were captured, which was really a big deal. However, Emperor Zhou Wei only learned of the news when he defeated nineteen counties later.
Prince Jing was furious. He didn't know about such a big thing until now. It was obvious that someone deliberately suppressed the news to prevent the war from spreading to the court.
Emperor Zhou was so anxious that he entered Li's Mansion to see Gongziyu, but he did not see Gongziyu. Only Zhou Zhiruo was in the mansion.
Zhou Zhiruo's lethargy became more serious, and her body became a little bloated. When she learned that Emperor Zhou was in an urgent need to see him, she hastily put on her clothes and went to see Emperor Zhou.
"Zhiruo, where is sir?" Emperor Zhou asked anxiously.
Zhou Zhiruo shook her head and said: "Brother Emperor, I don't know what Zhiruo is doing. As early as the ninth day after returning to Beijing, my husband told me that there are still important things in Tianji Pavilion and I will have to go back for a while."
"Return to Beijing for nine days?" Emperor Zhou's expression suddenly changed when he heard this.
The descendants of the Five Kingdoms perished and launched a riot on the tenth day when the late emperor drove to Hexi. However, he only learned of the news more than a month later. This was obviously someone who deliberately suppressed the matter.
But how many people can suppress such a big thing as an uprising that subjugates the country?
It is said that this world is Gongziyu’s world. Only today did Emperor Zhou really see the world of Gongziyu!
"I trust you with my heart, but you treat me like this..." Emperor Zhou already knew in his heart that Gongziyu was behind the scenes. Only Gongziyu could suppress such a major event.
The Yan State far in the southwest knew about it on the second day after it was destroyed and raised troops, but he, the emperor of Zhou Dynasty, only knew about it now. This is a huge joke.
Emperor Zhou seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant and fell into a state of twilight.
"Brother Emperor!" Zhou Zhiruo said in confusion when she saw that Emperor Zhou's expression was wrong.
"Zhiruo..." Emperor Zhou glanced at Zhou Zhiruo, sighed, and turned to leave.
The incident was not over yet. On the second day, the third division suddenly died suddenly. On the third day, the minister's left and right servants did the same. The fourth person, officials from three provinces, died at home one after another. Most of the civil and military officials died!
The court was in turmoil, and Emperor Zhou was once again reduced to the point where he had no one to help him.
.......
In Dongdu County, a man in white clothes stood on a high mountain, looking up to the east.
Behind him, there were nearly a hundred people standing. Next to him, there was an old man.
If Emperor Zhou saw this old man, he would definitely be shocked. This man was actually the prince and grand master who died suddenly.
"Young Pavilion Master, the Great Zhou Dynasty is over. The next step is to support the Yan Kingdom, or to revive the Chu State and unify the Central Plains?" The prince and grand master stood beside the man in white, stretched out his hand and tore it in the face.
With this tear, a leather mask fell to the ground, revealing a stunning face.
The real prince and grand master had already been assassinated by the blood demon, and what appeared later was just Lord Youtian, one of the Nine Heavens.
This generation of You Tianjun is different from the previous generation. There are two people in total. One is Yun Xiuzhi, who is seventh on the beauty list, and the other is her compatriot sister Yun Xiuyin.
In this court, the late emperor confided in Lord Haotian, and the later officials selected were just the ones selected by Yun Xiezhi. These people all came from Tianji Pavilion. They killed those officials in advance and then used the art of disguise to replace them.
The sudden death of the official in the court was just a cover-up, and he actually followed Gong Ziyu and left the capital.
"How can a country be reborn after a country is destroyed? The world will be taken over by the world." Gongziyu shook his head and said again: "Since the Qin Dynasty destroyed the country, the world has been dominated by rivers and lakes. The power of the court cannot shake this world.
Jianghu. The once prosperous martial arts era is hard to see again. And this world has finally been reduced to one god, two saints, three demons, four swords, five swords and six sects, controlling the lifeblood of the world."
Gongziyu paused, and then said: "In the past thousand years, the power of the court has been weak, and the martial arts in the Central Plains are contending. Now we only need to use the Great Zhou Dynasty to appropriately weaken the world, and use this short conflict to win the next life.
of lasting peace.”
.......
The uprising of the subjugated country broke through one city after another with an unstoppable momentum. In just three months, the subjugated Chu defeated the Zhumen, the subjugated Xia defeated the Baima, the defeated Han defeated the Tongque, the defeated Song Dynasty defeated Jingdong, and defeated the Hu defeated the Eastern Capital.
The five counties that succeeded Kyoto fell almost at the same time. The five armies came from all directions and came to the city, surrounding Kyoto.
Jianghu intervened and started a prairie fire. This was the fastest war to destroy a country in history, but four families and six sects, all powerful sects, also lost many masters.
This time, the five armies did not attack the city immediately, but camped and set fire a hundred miles away from Kyoto.
In Kyoto, the main hall was empty. Only Emperor Zhou was left.
He looked at the empty hall and laughed.
Since he ascended the throne, he has looked down at all the civil and military officials from this dragon throne, but today, he is the only one left.
The Emperor has always been a solitary person, but in this scene, it is a bit ironic.
Emperor Zhou probably felt tired of laughing and stepped down from the throne. But just as he was walking out of the hall, he saw a woman in a yellow dress walking in.
"Zhiruo." Emperor Zhou also spoke bitterly when he saw this woman.
"Brother Emperor." Zhou Zhiruo shook her head and hesitated to speak. In the end, she just sighed softly.
"I still can't understand why Gongziyu treated me like this? He pushed me to the throne, but in the end he took away my kingdom. Zhiruo, I have misjudged the wrong person, and you have also fallen in love with the wrong person.
people."
Zhou Zhiruo's face was pale, but she smiled.
"Wrong? I never think there is anything wrong with falling in love with him."
"I am not afraid that the emperor will hate me, nor am I afraid of the eyes of the world. My heart has long belonged to my husband. I miss him and miss him, and I still want to see him again."
Emperor Zhou gave a bitter smile, remained silent for a while, shook his head and said, "Zhiruo, please escape from the city. You are Gongziyu's woman, and he will not watch you die with Zhou."
"Zhiruo's heart belongs to her husband, but I was born in Dazhou, and I am also a citizen of Dazhou. All I can do now is to die with Dazhou."
...
When Zhou Zhiruo returned to Li Mansion, she walked to the study where the man stayed day and night.
When she opened the door, she saw a man sitting on the bamboo rafter. It was the man she missed day and night.
His clothes are as white as snow, but I don’t know if he is a human being or a nightmare.
When Gongziyu saw Zhou Zhiruo walking in, he put away the scroll in his hand, smiled softly and said, "Madam."
Zhou Zhiruo has been missing this person, but now that she saw him, she couldn't feel any joy.
The longing, the pain, the pain in my heart, and the deep disappointment. Various emotions surged up in my heart and staggered back.
Tears blurred Zhou Zhiruo's eyes, and she finally spoke, trembling: "Why...why did you do this?"
Gongziyu wore the half-seal mask, still smiling, shaking his head and saying: "I have many identities, the top of Tianji, the top of Gongzi, the top of Jiutian, the young master of Tianji Pavilion, and the one god, two saints and three demons in the martial arts world.
God. But these are just masks to hide my true identity."
Gongziyu stood up, walked slowly in front of Zhou Zhiruo, lifted the mask on his face, and smiled again: "Actually, everyone wears several masks, some people only have one, and some
People have many pictures. The whole world
, all hidden in deception and concealment. It just so happens that I am the person wearing many masks. It is strange that you should not believe me. When my son, Yu, met Prince Jing and met you, the ending of the demise of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
..It has already been doomed.”
Zhou Zhiruo laughed and said: "Indeed, I shouldn't believe you. Nor should I fall in love with you."
Gongziyu shook his head, with a smile still on his lips, and said softly: "Actually, I recognized you the first time I saw you. Twenty years ago, when the Chu Kingdom fell, you were the first one who wanted to
I am the one who lives on. I remember this kindness, and you are my woman, so naturally I will not leave you alone and leave with me."
Zhou Zhiruo shook her head, with a hint of stubbornness on her face, just like the boy who was stubborn and unyielding and jumped into the cliff twenty years ago.
"I, Zhou Zhiruo, swear to live and die with the Great Zhou Dynasty! Gongziyu, after today, you and I are no longer husband and wife. I, Zhiruo, am no longer your woman."
Gongziyu smiled and said lightly: "Here comes someone."
As soon as he finished speaking, a woman in white came in carrying a bowl of black soup.
Zhou Zhiruo knew that this woman was seventh on the beauty list, Yun Qianqiu.
When she saw Yun Xiuzhi walking in, she laughed to herself. When she and Gongziyu met for the first time, Yun Xiuzhi was present. During this final farewell, Yun Xiuzhi was also present.
Is this witnessing the fate of Gongziyu and her?
When Zhou Zhiruo saw the bowl of black medicinal soup, she already knew what it was.
"Are you really going to do this?" Zhou Zhiruo's delicate body was trembling, she bit her lower lip and stared at Gong Ziyu.
Gongziyu nodded, then shook his head and said, "I know you are pregnant with my flesh and blood. If you come with me, you don't have to drink."
Zhou Zhiruo's delicate body trembled, and her heart was really filled with despair at this moment.
Her body swayed and she laughed hard.
"I drink!"
Zhou Zhiruo's voice, which was not mixed with any emotion, fell into Gongziyu's ears, causing the latter's body to tremble at the same time.
"Okay! Stop...give her this soup."
"Young Master..." Yun Xiuzhi was stunned for a moment. Looking at this woman who was already heartbroken, she couldn't bear it. But the next moment, she saw a slender hand, stretched out her hand, and held the plate.
Pick up the Chinese decoction.
Zhou Zhiruo picked up the bowl of medicinal soup and drank it in one gulp. Although the medicinal soup was bitter, it felt so light in her mouth.
No matter how bitter the medicine was, it couldn't compare to the pain of her heart.
The porcelain bowl broke to the ground along with her heart. Zhou Zhiruo laughed and said: "Gongziyu, I have drunk this medicine, you can go."
Gongziyu was smiling, but no one knew what he was thinking in his heart, whether it was pain, sorrow, or joy after the demise of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No one could know that his heart was also bleeding.
He smiled and said: "Empress Mingyue, before I leave, I want you to know my true identity."
"My name is Chu Cheng. I am the man who destroyed Chu and the legitimate son of the King of Chu. When your father massacred the people of eleven cities in Chu, I did this just to recover the debt owed by your father on behalf of those millions of innocent people.
.
Gongziyu kept laughing, both happily and sadly.
Wait until the black silk hair turns to white hair, wait until the heartache scabs, and I will never be able to get her forgiveness.
But this is enough, his son Yu should have died. Why should he leave his descendants behind?
Zhou Zhiruo watched Gongziyu and the woman in white gradually disappear from sight. She wanted to see that person clearly, but her vision began to blur.
"Husband...it turns out...he is you...you are him..."
Over the past twenty years, the boy's face that had appeared countless times in her dreams gradually began to overlap with Gongziyu's face.
Pain struck, and Zhou Zhiruo could no longer see the figure clearly, and fell heavily to the ground.
.......
The five-pronged army finally attacked the city, and only 200,000 imperial troops defended Kyoto in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Under the attack of more than 4 million troops and a river and lake, the city gate was crumbling.
Seeing that the situation was over, Emperor Zhou committed suicide with a sword in the city wall. He wanted to take another look at the country of Zhou Dynasty before he died.
The shouts of war were heard in every corner of the capital.
Zhou Zhiruo lay tired on the ground and huddled up. Listening to the war cry, she touched her belly, and the tears in the corners of her eyes had dried.
She knew that the child in her belly had passed away with that bowl of medicinal soup.
The blurry mass of flesh and blood on the ground was so shocking.
Zhou Zhiruo stood up with support, found the wedding dress she wore when she married Gong Ziyu, and carefully described her makeup in front of the mirror.
After makeup, she is also the most beautiful lady in the world, the most beautiful Mingyue Emperor.
Zhou Zhiruo dragged her floor-length red wedding dress, stuffed a pill into her mouth, and headed to the city gate.
It was the first time she walked onto the city wall, and it was also the first time she saw such scenery.
Thousands of troops and horses came to the city.
When she appeared, all the sunset glow in the sky shone on her.
All people's eyes also fell on her.
She glanced at Emperor Zhou who was lying in a pool of blood, smiled softly, narrowed her eyes, and looked at the man who had ruined her country and family, and who also made her fall in love with him.
"I, Zhou Zhiruo, swear to live and die with Zhou Zhiruo!" She jumped down from the hundred-foot city wall with a light body.
"Siege the city!"
A loud voice sounded, and countless arrows shot high into the sky.
After the rain of arrows, there were thousands of horses galloping, shaking the whole earth.
"Young Pavilion Master! That is your wife after all!"
Gongziyu chuckled lightly and said, "Zhiruo, she is indeed my wife."
The person who heard the sound is no longer there.
The soldiers saw a snow-like figure flying high into the sky, running through the rain of arrows.
What does a person think about before he dies?
It’s the beautiful memories of the past, and the lover I care about day and night.
Zhou Zhiruo slowly closed her eyes in the strong wind.
Hate him?
Not hateful.
Zhou Zhiruo thought like this, waiting for death to come. But at the next moment, she felt a warmth like the warm sun.
"I know you won't leave me alone." Zhou Zhiruo didn't open her eyes, but she knew who was hugging her.
Blood began to overflow from the corners of her mouth, and her body temperature began to gradually drop.
"So, I have already taken the poison."
Gongziyu was still smiling, but his handsome face was extremely ugly.
"Do you hate me..."
"I... It's too late to love you, so why should I hate you?"
"I am the one who ruined your country and your family..."
Zhou Zhiruo slowly opened her eyes, reached out to touch his face while falling, and laughed.
"I know... you have lived a very hard life in the past twenty years. The resentment of these years has been... harassing you. However, Zhiruo hopes that the resentment in your heart will disappear as Zhiruo goes away.
Dissipate... From now on, there is only Chu Cheng in the world... instead of the masked... Gongziyu..."
"Okay, I promise you."
These were Zhou Zhiruo's last words. The beauty disappeared, but in the end she still looked at the man she loved with a smile.
"I promise you...I promise you..."
The rain of arrows was blind and overwhelming. Amid the horror of everyone, one arrow after another pierced the white-clothed body.
The flowing clouds are calm and calm, and everything is frozen.
"I promised my mother-in-law that I would not avenge her. Perhaps, this is my retribution. The Central Plains has been in chaos because of me. This is my funeral for my mother-in-law, and I...have already decided to be buried with her.
Zhou, pay homage to the millions of lives lost in the war..."
Gongziyu bowed his head and kissed the woman who had been sleeping forever in his arms, and smiled softly.
"Zhiruo... my husband promised you that I would take you to see the Mianxiu scenery outside. Today... my husband joins hands with you and your mother to go to Huangquan Road to have a look?"
As soon as the words fell, the sound of three thousand waves rose, and the red clouds collapsed from the sky and turned into rolling red mist.
It seems like there are only two people left in the vast world.
It's Gongziyu, it's Zhou Zhiruo. It's the two of them, this rolling world of mortals.