Shangguan Wudao didn't know how long he stood in front of the window. Most of the lights in the city had been extinguished. Only some public street lights were still on. Pu Yumei walked up behind him and called him softly.
"What's up?"
Shangguan Wudao asked with a heavy heart, without looking back. His figure was lonely and proud!
"No!"
After saying these two simple words, Pu Yumei walked out of the office gently with small steps. She took the heavy door of the office behind her and a tear overflowed from her eyes unsatisfactorily.
The hot tears passed by her cheeks and rolled to the ground, splashing countless sorrows. Pu Yumei has followed Shangguan Wudao for four years. These are the four years in which she has no regrets, and these are the four years in which she is deeply infatuated.
She had been injured many times during missions. She had bandaged the wound alone in a dark corner before returning to Shangguan Wudao. In the past four years, Pu Yumei had sacrificed her hands for Shangguan Wudao's dominance.
Filled with the blood of countless people, the demon sword in her hand took the lives of countless heroes.
Shortly after Pu Yumei left the office, Shangguan Wudao turned around, walked to the piano, put his slender hands gently on the piano keys, and improvised a sad tune.
After playing, he threw himself on the piano and burst into tears. If he had a choice, he would rather die than harm Yan Xiaolan. Since he recovered his memory, the scenes he had spent with Yan Xiaolan,
It was like a movie playing in his mind, making him unable to get rid of it.
"Dong dong dong!"
Just when Shangguan Wudao was throwing himself on the expensive piano in despair, there was a sudden knock on the door of the office. Shangguan Wudao quickly took out a tissue, wiped away the tears remaining on his face, and then tidied up a little.
In his own mood, he walked to the desk and said: "Come in."
The one who came closer in response was Ah He, his face turning pale.
"Young President, it's bad, something big has happened in Beijing."
"What is it that makes you so panicked?" Shangguan Wudao sat on the boss's chair, looking at Ah He as if he was facing a formidable enemy, he also guessed that something must have happened to the princeling.
"There is civil strife among the princelings, and that woman from the Lin family has taken control of the entire princelings." Ah He said tremblingly.
"What?" Although Shangguan Wudao had been mentally prepared, he was still surprised by Ah He's words.
"My subordinates are incompetent. The princeling has been stolen. Young President——" Ah He knelt on the ground with a plop. Shangguan Wudao finally came to his senses and understood that something big had happened.
"The princeling party has been stolen? The princeling party that I have worked so hard to build has been stolen?" Shangguan Wudao stood up, grabbed Ah He, and said angrily, "Say it to me again!"
"Young President——" Ah He cried sadly.
At the same time, Yan Xiaolan, who was far away in Chengdu, Sichuan, also received news of the princeling rebellion. She did not react as violently as Shangguan Wudao. As soon as she received the news, she dispatched Qin Hu to lead the heroes.
The people of Shitang rushed to Beijing in batches by special plane to meet emergency needs.
"Xiaolan, he is so disrespectful to you, and you still..." When Yan Xiaolan called Yingzi and asked her to pay close attention to Shangguan Wudao's activities in Hangzhou, Situ Qingfeng walked to her and said softly to her.
"He betrayed me, but I know very well in my heart that I really can't let him go. I don't want to deceive myself anymore." Yan Xiaolan hung up the phone and turned to face Situ Qingfeng. Situ Qingfeng saw the twinkling in her eyes.
Tears.
At this moment, Situ Qingfeng understood that Yan Xiaolan deeply loved Shangguan Wudao, just as he loved Yan Xiaolan deeply. Although he was injured to pieces, he still couldn't let go of the person he loved in his heart.
It is said that today in the 21st century, people who believe in true love are fools. When Situ Qingfeng saw Yan Xiaolan, a living fool, he also fell, and he was willing to be her fool!
"Give me three hundred elite troops from the Jingwu Hall, and I promise to help him quell the civil strife among the princelings within ten days." Situ Qingfeng turned around and walked out of Yan's villa, with an elegant and sad figure on his back, and he was fixed on Yan Xiaolan.
heart.
Yan Xiaolan has always known that Situ Qingfeng, the man who has been bullied by her since she was a child, will probably never fall in love with another woman except herself in this life. She betrayed him because feelings cannot be given away, let alone transferred. After and
In the days since Shangguan Wudao had cut off contact, Shangguan Wudao had appeared in her mind more and more clearly. Now her heart was filled with all of Shangguan Wudao, and there was no room for other men!
The next day, Situ Qingfeng led the three hundred Jingwu Hall troops assigned to him by Yan Xiaolan and countless elites from the Fighting Soul Hall and rushed to Beijing to put down the princeling rebellion.
What Yan Xiaolan didn't expect was that this separation would be her and Situ Qingfeng's eternal farewell.
When the great news that the princeling rebellion had been put down was brought back to Chengdu by Qin Hu, Yan Xiaolan also received the news that Situ Qingfeng and the troops he led had a fierce battle with Lin Aier and the princeling rebels led by him in the West Mountain of Beijing.
, the sad news that both parties died together in the end!
Situ Qingfeng used his own life to prove the selfless love of a fool, and the world will be proud of it for a long time!
When Yan Xiaolan held the Qingfeng Sword, Situ Qingfeng's only relic in the world, tears burst into her eyes. Now Yan Xiaolan understood that she often cried, not because she had too many tears and was worthless.
It's because of the world's great ways that people are sad and moved everywhere.
Tears are not necessarily the product of cowardice. Their preciousness lies in the various causes and effects that brought them to this world!
The rebellion of the princelings was put down, and the reputation of Princess Yan's family once again spread far and wide across China. After receiving the news, all the forces in the Chinese underworld rushed to win over Yan Xiaolan and frequently showed their goodwill to the Yan family. They had always supported the princelings in their evacuation.
China Longbang, who was affiliated with Japan's Yamaguchi Society, also turned to support Yanmen under the strong suggestion of the Cheng family and provided Yanmen with many high-tech weapons.
After Yan Xiaolan made preparations to expand her army and prepare for war, she launched the final battle against the forces of the Japanese Yamaguchi Society in China. The pro-Japanese faction headed by Zhang Haotian, Lan Yeqi and others were facing a formidable enemy.
During this period, He Shuyan and Liu Qingqing called Yan Xiaolan one after another. The former begged Yan Xiaolan to let go of her family and Zhang Haotian, and she voluntarily gave away the He family's wealth. The latter begged Yan Xiaolan to look at it.
For the sake of the deep love between sisters in the past, Lan Yeqi was given a way to survive.
After repeated thinking, Yan Xiaolan finally resolutely rejected the pleas of He Shuyan and Liu Qingqing, "Anyone who dares to offend China, regardless of personal relationship, relatives or friends, will be punished by the Yan Clan!"
2006, the end of the year.
Zhang Haotian, He Shuyan, Liu Qingqing, and Lan Yeqi all died under the cavalry of Yanmen Jingwu Hall. The Japanese Yamaguchi Association's power in China collapsed without the intervention of the Chinese government. In order to retaliate against Yan Xiaolan, he sent
The number one killer in the association, well, that is, Kawamasa Yiren, the master-level figure in Japanese martial arts, killed Shangguan Wudao in Hangzhou.
In a battle by the West Lake, Ahe and Pu Yumei died under the sword of Chuan Zhengyiren in order to help Shangguan Wudao. When they were dying, Pu Yumei fell into Shangguan Wudao's arms and smiled happily: "
I can finally be in your arms, I'm so happy!"
The moment he saw Pu Yumei closing his eyes, Shangguan Wudao was stunned. He felt that his world was being turned upside down. He glanced coldly at the Japanese man not far away who had killed two of his favorite generals.
Standing upright, like a mad dog, he pounced on Chuanzheng Yiren!
"I am going to kill you!"
Shangguan Wudao threw away the Lanxi Soft Sword, crossed his hands on his chest, and continued to form various seals, including lion seals, killing seals,,,
In the end, Shangguan Wudao defeated Chuanzheng Yiren with a narrow victory and killed him. However, due to the overdraft of his soul and mind, he became an amnesiac and wandered by the West Lake, sleeping in the same place where he had stolen Yan Xiaolan's first kiss.
Pavilion!
As the night falls, the ancient and elegant city of Hangzhou is cast under a heavy and mysterious veil. The right and wrong of Shangguan Wudao's life will become an eternal secret following this desperate battle.
The next day, the sun was shining brightly, and in a pavilion by the West Lake, a young man in tattered clothes was huddled on the ground. His handsome face and evil temperament all showed his distinguished status. However, none of the passing tourists knew him.
Why did it get to this point?
"Who am I? Where am I?" The young man opened his hazy sleepy eyes and muttered evilly to himself, attracting many people to gather at the pavilion.
"It turns out that he is a madman! Alas, what a pity -"
The crowd around looked at the young man, some with contempt, some with ridicule... Their expressions changed drastically. The young man looked up at the faces around him, and his face suddenly turned horribly pale.
After a while, the crowd around him dispersed, and the young man fell to the ground and cried loudly, like a baby that had just been born.
At this time, a young woman, who looked frail but walked with strength and strength, slowly walked towards the young man wearing a pink dress.
She walked up to the young man, as if she was afraid of scaring him, squatted down gently, took his slightly larger hand, with gentle eyes and a tender face, and said warmly in a voice full of love: "
You are still so charming."
The young man's body was shaken, and he suddenly raised his evil and weather-beaten face, looking at the young woman in front of him with a graceful appearance, gentleness and restraint, and a very familiar breath. He tried his best to suppress the tears that had already burst out of his eyes, but the tears were very painful.
Those who fail to live up to expectations are becoming more and more popular.
"Are you? Am I?" The young man bit his lips tightly, his teeth embedded in his lips, and scarlet bloodshot immediately overflowed. He looked at the young woman with eyes that were like wind, rain, and clouds.
"I am your lover, here to take you home!" the young woman whispered, "A man will not shed tears easily."
"But isn't there another sentence at the end, 'Just because we haven't reached the point of sadness'?" The young man choked, wiped away his tears, and held on to the young woman's hand like a child.
"Wudao, we won't talk about this. Come on, Lan'er will take you home!" The young woman helped the young man up and walked towards Pagani Son of the Wind, which was parked not far away.
As the car drove away, a different kind of romance was left by the West Lake! After a lifetime of wandering around the mountains, rivers, and pagodas, who is cultivating the next life? After a lifetime of ups and downs, who can understand the true feelings of the world? (Complete book)