When Zhuge Qinsi and others were caught in conflicts and doubts, Di Cheng put down everything, was admitted to the hospital, and stayed with Yang Jing. www.pAo8.com_ Before that, Chen Xinguo led Three Thousand Swordsmen
The elite came secretly. Di Cheng did not talk much with him, but gave him the position of deputy commander-in-chief of the southern theater to assist Xi Yuhuang in handling southern affairs.
On December 10, Di Cheng announced to the senior officials of Tianmen that the full power of the underworld affairs would be transferred to Xi Yuhuang, who would control the southeastern and southeastern fronts. About 80% of the rights of all the affairs of the Six Sects of Tianmen, including personnel appointments, financial allocation, etc.
Let him be the first arbiter!
This decision had a big impact, and Annie and others also raised objections, either implicitly or explicitly. Weng Yun from the hospital personally called and reminded Di Cheng to think carefully, but Di Cheng was surprisingly resolute on this matter.
The original intention of establishing Tianmen was not to become a mafia kingdom, but to create an "arsenal" and "troop base" that could provide the eight tribes with cutting-edge generals and elite troops. His ideal was not to be a godfather, but to challenge all members of the world.
The great royal family, the royal family, constantly meets new challenges and grows in the flames of war.
The world is his stage and his battlefield.
Now that the underworld Tianmen is about to mature, the biggest threat has been eliminated, and it is time to truly prepare for the establishment of the eight tribes.
As for Emperor Xi Yu, Di Cheng chose to believe and trust unconditionally, and he was suitable and capable to be the apparent controller of Tianmen.
"One is in the dark, one is in the light; one invites the world to war, and the other controls the country." This was the agreement we made with Emperor Xi Yu in the snowy mountains of the Himalayas, and now it is finally beginning to come true.
After three days of coma, Yang Jing finally opened his eyes, letting everyone who was waiting nervously breathe a sigh of relief. But compared to his original arrogance and passion, he seemed a little silent when he regained consciousness. Di Cheng initially thought it was...
Fatigue and "post-operative syndrome", but slowly, when everyone felt that something was wrong, the worries that had just been put down started to rise again.
The doctor's diagnosis note specifically stated that severe concussion and brain congestion may cause memory loss and paralysis. However, it did not indicate that it would affect his temperament. There was nothing they could do about Yang Jing's situation.
Some doctors suggested hiring several psychiatrists, but Di Cheng refused because his brother had not yet reached the point where he needed a psychiatrist to regulate his emotions.
"Brother Cheng." In the quiet ward, Yang Jing, who was "sleeping", slowly opened his eyes, his voice weak and hoarse.
This was the first time Yang Jing spoke in three days.
Di Cheng was leaning on the empty bed next to him, peeling an apple. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly: "Are you finally willing to speak?"
"Chen Zun caught it?" Yang Jing weakly raised his lips. Both his tone and appearance were full of inexplicable sorrow and confusion. He was completely different from the usually domineering and arrogant Yang Jing. This was no longer an injury.
It's as simple as the impact of surgery.
"Caught, Dahan and Pei Qiu have been escorted back to the dungeon. The biggest threat from the Black Dragon Gang has been solved. The next thing is left to Xi Yuhuang. I... will stay with you for a while. We two brothers have not seen each other for a long time.
Now that we are alone, do you want me to call that girl Yinyin over?"
"Yin Yin... is a big girl now..." A slight smile appeared on her decadent face, and soon it faded away. "Pei Qiu is the newly promoted Deputy Commander of Iron Law, right?"
"Well, it was recommended by Xiao Peng. I haven't had time to observe it yet, but it should be right." Di Cheng nodded. When Yang Jing woke up three days ago, he had already roughly introduced what happened during this period, including Peng Hou and Xi Jinping.
The rebellion directed and performed by Yuhuang, and the changes in the Iron Law Army.
Yang Jing didn't speak again, staring at the white ceiling with dull eyes, giving him a feeling of sluggishness and decadence. Di Cheng didn't speak either, still carefully peeling the apples, and ten of them were already placed on the small table next to him.
The attractive flesh of the peeled apple has begun to turn gray due to being exposed to the air for a long time.
After an unknown amount of time, Yang Jing slightly raised his dry lips and his voice became hoarse and deeper: "Xi Yuhuang... made a breakthrough?"
"It should be said that he broke through the shackles of the gold level when he was in Chixiang Prison, and now he is completely stable." Di Cheng told the truth, but he didn't know it before, but only after quietly observing
It is speculated. It's just that Emperor Xi Yu is too careful and tolerant. So far, no one has been able to completely explode him. Therefore, no one can really determine the exact strength.
Yang Jing seemed untouched. After a brief silence, he spoke again: "Tu Qingcang...completed five hundred consecutive victories?"
"Yes, the second myth in the Southeast Asian death fighting competition. He has grown very quickly, which is due to his character of 'turning pressure into motivation'. If expected, he should be at the peak of the gold level and can be there at any time.
The possibility of breaking through to the semi-level.”
"...breakthroughs...breakthroughs...we are all growing, why am I the only one standing still?" Yang Jing looked at the ceiling blankly, murmuring, as if he was asking, but also as if he was talking to himself.
Sure enough, Di Cheng sighed inwardly. The reason why Lao Yang suddenly changed his appearance was probably because he was stimulated by Xi Yuhuang. He should not have been in a hurry to tell everything as soon as he woke up.
"Brother Cheng."
"Um?"
Yang Jing said quietly: "Brother Cheng, I'm sorry, I've embarrassed you."
"Why do you think so?"
Yang Jing's weak cheeks pulled into a somewhat bitter smile: "Since I left Hulunbuir, I have followed you on Skynet missions and also participated in underworld melees. Various battles have never stopped, but my strength has not improved significantly.
Sha Lang, Zhou Shaohua, Xu Yun, even Xiao Feng, Sun Qi, they are all growing up. Only I... am making slow progress."
Di Cheng shook his head and smiled, put down the fruit knife, leaned on the bedside, and patiently enlightened: "The difficulty of crossing the gold level to the quasi-Amethyst is second only to the Amethyst level. This is a hurdle, and how many strong people have been blocked in the past.
The pace of progress. To achieve a breakthrough, it does not happen overnight. It requires an opportunity, an opportunity that can stimulate the human body's potential.
It may be the threat of death, or it may be the continuous accumulation, or it may be...perception and conclusion. It is not just desperate struggle, which is the best way. Shalang is the best example. His success depends on
Thinking and experimenting calmly, constantly eliminating the unnecessary and retaining the essential, finding your own method, and then achieved the sublimation of martial arts.
Lao Yang, you are very talented and work hard, but you may be too eager for success, immersing yourself in fighting and killing, and forgetting to think and summarize. Think about Hulunbuir back then, imagine the ring battle at that time, think about it
How did you break through the shackles and become an intermediate gold? Think again, think about how you stabilized the strength of high-level gold, and how you became a peak gold powerhouse second only to Quasi-Amethyst.
It's the killing and anxiety that blinded your eyes, it's not that you are incompetent, and it doesn't matter who embarrasses whom."
Yang Jing maintained the same posture, looking quietly above his head without any reaction.
Di Cheng continued: "It is not shameful for you to be captured. There is no need to feel psychological pressure. Keep your mind calm and take advantage of this blessing period to regain your original feelings, summarize it carefully, and analyze it carefully. I will be in the hospital for a long time.
Time, beauty, Tu Qingcang, Xu Yun, they are all here. We can discuss with each other and display our past breakthrough experiences. I believe it will be of great help to everyone."
"Is Tu Qingcang here?"
"In the next room, we live in a special care ward with Xu Yun. When you recover better one day, we will move there together. Lao Yang, remember this sentence, if you don't look down on yourself, everyone will look down on you again.
You, the Lao Yang I know, is not afraid of anything, he is a real man who dares to act, can cry and laugh, not a coward who lies on the hospital bed shaking his head and sighing." The last words were a little more accurate, but finally
Yang Jing's dull eyes wavered a few times.
Di Cheng stood up, put the peeled apples on a plate and put it on Yang Jing's bedside: "Look at these apples, no matter how bright and tempting they were before, once the skin fades away, they will soon be gone."
It deteriorates and rots within. Just like your heart, once it loses its strong coat, it will become decadent and lose everything without you realizing it.
If you are tired of the life of fighting and killing and want to live a quiet life, I can understand and respect your choice. I just want to take this opportunity to return to Yinyin and make up for my debt. But if you are
I am discouraged because of several small failures. I can't find a suitable reason to persuade myself to continue to recognize you. I believe many people... including Yinyin, including Peng Hou, including your subordinates, including Xi Yuhuang and Tu Qing.
Cang, including all those who pay attention to you, those who admire you, and those who regard you as your opponent, will feel disappointed.
Is this what you want? Ask yourself, yes or no?"
Yang Jing stared intently at the plate of contrasting apples, stared blankly for a long time, and then slowly said: "Brother, help me."
A smile appeared on Di Cheng's face, he held Yang Jing's hand and nodded: "You are the brother I rely on the most. You have always been, will always be. Believe in yourself, you will definitely be able to overcome this hurdle and break through."
Gold level, you can even go further and keep walking higher. I...have always believed in it! And have been waiting for it."
Yang Jing's eyes felt warm and moist, he twitched his sour nose hard, and laughed with his mouth split open. He knew that his current expression must be ugly when he smiled, but he also knew that this was the most sincere smile he had ever made.
There's shame, there's emotion, there's self-deprecation, there's happiness... It contains too many emotions, just for the brother's concerned eyes and words.
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