Although Zhang Liren had a thorough understanding of the true meaning of Tianji, after hearing Ye Qingge's words, he seemed to understand.
Taking pride in failure?
What kind of spirit is that?
What kind of stories have you experienced, and what kind of open-mindedness do you have, so that you can say such things casually?
Zhang Liren was stunned and looked at Qing Ge in surprise.
He thought he understood the way of secrets far beyond those of the secret masters in the world. He was so arrogant and arrogant that he did not want to join the ranks of the secret masters who were decaying and collapsing.
His transparency and self-righteousness collapsed in front of Ye Qingge.
What Ye Qingge said was like a mountain shrouded in clouds and mist. You need to climb to the top before you can see through the clouds and mist and see another scene that you have never seen before.
Cold sweat broke out on the palms of Zhang Liren's hands.
"Empress, what do you mean by this?"
Zhang Liren asked.
Singing and laughing: "Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, committed suicide in Wujiang River, and his blood spattered the enemy. He was defeated. But from ancient times to the present, no one dares to say that he is not a king. Even if he died in defeat, there are still countless young men who follow him as an example."
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It is said that a good man should stand upright, look cool and unrestrained, be made of iron and steel, and shed blood on the battlefield.
Drinking wine and eating meat, laughing and talking about the emperor's hegemony, with my dear wife by your side, it's more than a drunken experience in the world."
"If one day it is a foregone conclusion, as you said, I will not live to be twenty-five years old, I hope to be like him. I will only die by my own sword. Apart from me, no enemy in the world can kill me.
life."
The plane beast carrying the light song gradually faded away.
The sky of flames, the earth of the abyss, and thousands of islands are spread out in the sky. Each seat is arranged like a pyramid. The martial arts cultivation civilization is so vast and spread out that it is implemented in the sky and the world.
In this silent sky, only strong winds blew, roaring and whizzing by. The autumn sky was very cold, and the sky filled with flames shone brightly.
In that gorgeous picture, the plane beast spreads its huge wings and flies to the area ahead in a flash, eyes like tombs, staring at the next destination energetically.
A mythical beast that can carry more than a hundred people, she is the only one standing on the back with her hands behind her back.
Fiery red skirt.
Zhang Liren watched her get further and further away until she disappeared into the Alliance Empire area.
Before that, she looked back at him, looking down from a high position, not aggressive, but vast and calm.
At this moment, Zhang Liren suddenly discovered that a real emperor has a heart that embraces all rivers and embraces all things. There are not many people in the world who can have such a grandeur! At this moment, Zhang Liren thought of what Qing Ge said and frowned.
, whispering to himself: "Who is Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu?"
Does this person exist in history?
Where is the Wujiang River?"
But - no matter who Ye Qingge said was the overlord of Western Chu, the ambition and grand dream in her words were enough to intimidate Zhang Liren.
Since ancient times, most of the princes and generals have been good men! A nine-foot man, a sword, an iron horse, and glaciers, spilling blood on the battlefield! Women's innate conditions tend to be weak, like delicate flowers, beautiful but not strong, needing human care
and companionship.
Li Qiangwei and Ye Qingge are among the women Zhang Liren has seen, flowers that are allowed to be beaten by wind and rain.
Zhang Liren knelt down, exhaled, and whispered: "Weiwei, I will take care of you."
As for Empress Ye, she should let her husband come.
At the bottom of the abyss, the river of blood is rolling, the iron chains are moving, and there is a girl lying under the huge rose in full bloom.
On the girl's face, an indelible word "slave" was carved with golden light.
Qiu Qingqing sat on the side of the rose flower, stretched out her hand and fished it out of the river of blood. Her fingertips were stained with red blood, and she smeared it on the golden font on her face.
As the blood penetrated, the font symbolizing the Fatal Order of the Temple of Heaven was extinguished instantly like fire meeting water, disappearing completely, leaving Qiu Qingqing with a delicate little face.
Qiu Qingqing tilted her head, stretched her legs lazily, and a playful smile broke out on her lips.
The roses are rippling and floating in the river of blood, not knowing where they are going, so aimless.
There was no timidity in Qiu Qingqing's eyes, as if she had arrived at her own home, she smiled reassuringly.
"Proud of failure?"
"The overlord of Western Chu committed suicide in Wujiang."
"Empress, I will put all my money on you, and I will never go wrong. I am looking forward to the new Tianji civilization."
Qiu Qingqing lay among the rose flowers and closed her eyes.
Over the years, she has become Qiu Qingqing, sometimes sober and sometimes confused.
Her body and soul carry tens of thousands of souls in Rose City.
People jumped off the buildings one after another, believing in the ancient myth.
In addition, Qiu Qingqing's physical condition and the fact that he happened to die next to the rose tree led to the current situation.
Rose Flower is a member of the Dream Clan.
And she is the host of the rose flower.
The rose flower of the Dream clan bloomed beside the tomb. She spent her last breath and the efforts of tens of thousands of people to achieve her... Qiu Qingqing! When she first became Qiu Qingqing, she was still sleeping in the coffin. Later, she fell into
After crossing the endless abyss, I actually came to this bottom.
Twenty years ago, she woke up once and went to massacre the Xuanling Ranking, becoming number one on the Xuanling Ranking along the way.
She is confused and is just an ambitious girl.
In this way, she spent decades.
All changes started from that day when I met Empress of the Night.
Qiu Qingqing washed her hands in the blood river. Strangely, like clear water, when she took her hands out of the blood river, the blood flow left no dark red traces on her small hands.
Qiu Qingqing rode the rose flowers all the way, but she didn't know where she ended up.
Qiu Qingqing said to herself: "Ye Qingge, I hope that Godhead will bring you good luck and a peak life, rather than disaster."
Ye Qingge is the body of divine punishment. When such a physique meets the divine head, Qiu Qingqing doesn't know what will happen...but she only has one gamble.
She is willing to dedicate her life here.
Protect the sky and billions of living things for Empress Ye.
As a deal, Empress Ye should carry her hatred and kill for three thousand lives to take Qin Lingzu's head.
At this moment, the Temple of Heaven.
Master Penglai pushed the door open and looked around, only to see that Qin Lingzu was no longer on the bed.
The object in Master Penglai's hand fell to the ground and shattered.
"Lord Lingzu."
Master Penglai was in a panic and hurriedly looked for him.
Finally, Master Penglai saw Qin Lingzu sitting on a futon in the forbidden area of the Temple of Heaven.
Thousands of starlight reflected on Qin Lingzu's body. She was so quiet, looking down at the ground, her face filled with a cold air.
Boom! The hall began to tremble.
Master Penglai was unsteady and unsteady. He supported the pillar on one side, looked up and sucked in a cold breath.
"Lord Lingzu... do you want to... trigger the abyssal catastrophe?"
Master Penglai was shocked. If such a thing spread, Qin Lingzu would no longer be qualified to stay in the Temple of Heaven and would no longer have a high moral and respectable status.