On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, there was a heavy snowfall in Lin'an.
The snow was falling one after another, getting heavier and heavier from late night to early morning.
The sky and the earth are silvery white, and the water waves of West Lake are getting clearer and clearer.
Snow is not common in Lin'an, and the West Lake in the snow is even more spectacular. When snowflakes cover the sky and the earth, countless citizens have come to the West Lake to play, and the atmosphere is relaxed and leisurely.
Two men, who seemed to be shrouded in clouds and mist, walked quietly among the crowd, calmly and indifferently.
Walking in front was a young man who looked to be in his thirties. Under the snow and among the crowds, he was like an extremely eye-catching beacon, constantly attracting the attention of everyone around him.
The young man didn't seem to be aware of it. He just raised his head and looked at the snowflakes flying in the air in a daze.
No one could see his appearance clearly, but the eyes of almost everyone around him were firmly attracted to him. It was an indescribable feeling, like the flying snow in the sky, the breeze in the morning, the moonlight at night, and the dusk.
sunset.
Cold, indifferent, perfect...and quiet.
It's so quiet that it's almost old.
This is unparalleled perfection and elegance. Although no one can see his appearance clearly, everyone who sees him can be sure that this is an extremely perfect man, ethereal and dreamy.
Young girls by the West Lake mustered up the courage to come over one after another. Even if they didn't have contact information, it would be good to talk to such a man, but no one could get within three meters of him.
The young man was silent.
The respectful man following him stood up to block the traffic when necessary, just like the most dedicated bodyguard.
Strictly speaking, the bodyguard is also a rare handsome man. He is 1.9 meters tall, of mixed Eurasian descent, tall and straight, and extremely handsome. However, his aura is too cold, and his eyes are like cold stars.
, most of the girls rushing around were so frightened that they stopped in their tracks.
More and more young women are rushing over, almost never stopping. Most of them can be stopped by the bodyguards' eyes, but there are always a small number of women with good foundation who will not be intimidated. Whenever this happens, the bodyguards will move forward quickly.
He took two steps to fend off the girls who were rushing towards him. He didn't say a word and just moved forward.
He repeated this process over and over again without the slightest hint of impatience.
Gradually, there were more and more women of all kinds behind them, and the scale became more and more spectacular, forming an extremely unique scenery by the West Lake.
The bodyguard seemed a little impatient. He moved the corner of his mouth and said hoarsely: "Your Majesty, should I kill these women who don't know whether to live or die?"
The man who had been wandering around looking at the snowflakes shook his head and chuckled: "Forget it."
His voice was calm and indifferent, full of magnetism.
The two walked to the shore and stood under a willow tree. The young man was silent for a moment and suddenly said: "This is my first time coming to Central Continent, probably the first time. When I was a child, my master took me away from here. I am the first
It’s been more than thirty years since I came back.”
The bodyguard, who had an extremely cold and dangerous aura, was extremely docile around the young man. Hearing this, he bent down slightly and said softly: "Your Majesty, do you want to go to the Broken Bridge to enjoy the snow? I will immediately ask people to blockade the West Lake."
"No need, there is plenty of time in the future."
The young man stood quietly. When he was still, a hazy mist rose under his feet. The wind did not blow away and the flying snow did not invade. He stood in the mist, like an immortal.
The crowd around was noisy.
The countless young women who followed the two people did not leave, and their burning gazes fell on the young man's back.
"Shura."
The young man suddenly spoke.
"His Majesty."
The bodyguard took a step forward and bent slightly.
“There are too many people here, it’s very annoying.”
The young man said.
Shura nodded: "I understand."
He took a few steps back, picked up the phone, dialed a number, and whispered something.
Faintly, words such as "Your Majesty" and "Dynasty" came over, but were submerged in the mist.
In less than five minutes, Shura returned to the young man and said softly: "The army has set off. The Speaker of Jiangsu and Zhejiang will come soon. The West Lake will be cleared soon. The Speaker has just communicated with the Central Continent Council and agreed in principle to give the West Lake to His Majesty. From now on."
Starting today, West Lake is no longer open to the public, but the actual construction needs someone from the dynasty to take over. Your Majesty, what style do you want?"
"The cemetery."
The young man thought for a while and spoke slowly.
Shura's body froze, a little surprised, but then he nodded: "Okay."
He suppressed his inner surprise and no longer seemed to find anything strange about transforming West Lake, a world-civilized scenic spot, into a cemetery.
"This is originally a cemetery. My aunt and uncle are here, and my brother is here too. They probably don't like to be disturbed."
The young man said calmly: "Shura, you can arrange this matter."
"Okay, Your Majesty."
Shura nodded.
"What are you talking about?"
A soft and elegant voice suddenly sounded.
Shura took two steps back.
A beautiful woman whose age was impossible to tell came over holding a bouquet of flowers and smiling peacefully.
The woman's clothes were very simple, with a black coat, trousers, flat shoes, a full head of black hair tied into a ponytail, and no makeup on her face. She was as light and light as the beautiful water of the West Lake in front of her. She carefully cared for the flowers in her arms and looked at them.
The calm eyes of the young man in front of him contained countless complexities.
"I want this lake."
The young man pointed to the lake in front of him, and his voice came out from the dense mist: "It's very nice here."
"It's very good. Will it be transformed into the second Wangyou City? If Grandpa Lin comes back, he will also like it very much."
The woman smiled.
The young man was silent for a moment, smiled and shook his head: "Master... He told me some time ago that he has been tired of seeing Wangyou City for a lifetime. After a while, he also plans to travel around the world.
.I want to build this place into a cemetery, and my aunt and uncle will sleep here so they won’t be disturbed.”
The woman was startled for a moment, then smiled, but her smile turned a little sad: "That's it...it's good, but I don't know if my parents and younger brother like it."
"I'll like it."
The young man said softly: "We have already negotiated with Zhongzhou. When I come back this time, I will also move the remains of my father and mother here."
A fine mist filled the air, wrapping the woman and Shura.
The heaven and earth seemed to be motionless.
But in the next second, the three of them had left the shore, crossed the clear lake, and arrived in front of a hill.
Two shabby tombstones appeared in front of the three of them.
The woman's palms holding the flowers trembled slightly, and she said softly: "That would be even better. If uncle and aunt also come over, mom and dad won't be lonely."
"I hope so."
The young man nodded: "I hope my aunt and uncle don't hate my mother... It's our mother and son who are sorry for them."
The woman stretched out her hand, touched the young man's hair, and said softly: "No, we are all one family."
"Yeah?"
The young man looked at the flying snow flying in front of his eyes: "Cousin, do you hate her? My mother, do you hate her?"
"I don't hate it."
The woman said softly: "Maybe I didn't like you before, but when I see you, I don't hate you anymore. When my parents see my uncle, they won't hate my aunt anymore. We are all one family."
"And grandparents...grandma, grandpa..."
The young man murmured to himself.
The dense mist dispersed around him.
A face with sharp edges and corners that was perfect to the extreme appeared in the air.
His expression remained calm, but a trace of blood gradually appeared in the corner of his eyes.
"Shura."
He suddenly shouted.
"His Majesty."
Shura took a step forward.
"You have been sweeping my grave for ten years. Do you know whose grave you are sweeping?"
His Majesty's voice was a little cold.
"It's...for His Majesty's family."
Shura hesitated and said.
His Majesty nodded, stretched out his hand to touch the dilapidated tombstone in front of him, and said calmly: "The ones lying here are my aunts and uncles. The tomb next to it is my brother. The person standing next to me now is the chief administrator of the dynasty.
Guan, my cousin, is the daughter of my aunt and uncle."
Shura's body trembled and he lowered his head, not daring to raise his head.
"This was originally a big family that stood at the pinnacle of Central Continent. Shura, tell me, why is this happening?"
His Majesty whispered to himself softly, his tone a little confused.
Shura's body trembled more and more seriously, and with a pop, he knelt on the ground, still not daring to speak.
At this moment, he is not a super master who is famous in the dark world and is about to break through to the peak of invincibility. He is just an ordinary person who is terrified and doesn't know what to do.
"Because of my father..."
His Majesty smiled softly: "You know, my father was a genius of that era. Everyone thought that he could lead the family to a new height."
His palm unconsciously touched the tombstone and whispered: "Just when he was closest to success, he failed."
"My grandpa."
His voice was still calm, but the temperature between heaven and earth was getting lower and lower: "The most famous marshal in Central Continent at that time, even the most famous marshal in the world, fought hundreds of battles in his life, and never failed. There was no other marshal in the world.
He was his opponent. A man who had been a hero all his life. Oh, the day after my father failed and died, he took a military plane from the border back to Youzhou, but died in a plane crash. His body has not been found until now."
Shura's body prostrated, not daring to move.
These things may have nothing to do with him, but His Majesty is obviously in a bad mood now. In the past few years, more than one Invincible Realm has died due to His Majesty's anger, including even a Peak Invincible Realm. Although he is His Majesty
confidant, but he didn’t dare to act too relaxed at this time.
"My grandma could have become a member of the Zhongzhou Council. The news of my father's death had just passed, and the news of my grandfather's death came again. Hey, she had been having trouble with my grandfather for many years because of my father. After the news came, she vomited blood and fell into a coma. She woke up
After coming here, he went completely crazy and died in a mental hospital the next spring."
"My uncle was the speaker of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces. When my grandfather's funeral was over, he was hit by a car and died on the road as soon as he left the scene."
The wind stopped.
In an instant, tens of thousands of meters of flying snow over the entire West Lake froze in the air.
The extreme coldness spreads out from the center of the hill.
The troops preparing to clear the West Lake have not yet arrived, and tourists on the West Lake have rushed home despite the extreme cold.
"My aunt was reported for corruption and bribery. All the reports were things that could not withstand scrutiny, but some people just believed them. She sent her cousin to a friend's house and was imprisoned. When she was in prison, she
Still eight months pregnant.”
"My younger brother was born in prison. On the second day after he was born, it was said that all the bones in his body were crushed. What a kid, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. He cried all day in prison!
All day!!! My aunt knelt down and begged the prison guards to let her take her child to the hospital, but no one ignored her. On the night my brother died, my aunt was also killed in the prison."
The woman put down the flowers in front of the tombstone, covered her mouth, and did not dare to cry.
"Perhaps there is an aunt. I don't know if she counts. After my father's accident, she jumped from the highest building in Huating. Her body has long been gone."
"Do you know what happened next? Later, my mother found my cousin and hid me and her, and then... Oh, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said this. Shura, do you know what caused all this?
?”
"It's... it's the death of your Majesty's father."
Shura said with a hoarse voice, he didn't dare not answer.
"Indeed."
His Majesty nodded: "Then do you know why my father died?"
Shura really didn't dare to answer this time. He naturally knew the answer, and almost everyone in the dark world knew it.
But since the founding of the dynasty, no one has dared to speak on this topic, and those who dared to speak have died.
His Majesty said it himself: "Because when my father was closest to success, it was my mother who killed him. For me."
"She killed my father and left the whole family in ruins. That stupid woman... Later she gave birth to me and found my cousin. She seemed to be with me for a while, but I don't remember. Then, she went to find someone to help her.
My father's revenge, hehe, she was obviously the murderer. She took away my father's sword and almost killed most of the people who were related to my father's death. She herself also died with the enemy in the final battle.
.”
"During that time, my cousin and I stayed alone in Huating. My cousin was only five or six years old at the time. She went out to pick up garbage and found some clean food for me. At that time, we were like two lonely wild animals.
Dogs can be crushed to death anytime, anywhere."
"Later, Master searched for us for a long time before taking us back to the City of Forgetfulness in Switzerland. After so many years, the dark world has been discussing those years, and I am also studying those years. Many times, I want to ask why."
"If someone, some people could have shown mercy back then, the whole situation would not have been like this. But there were too few people involved back then. Until a few days ago, I met Emperor Hanmu, and my sword was placed across his neck.
Go ahead and ask him why."
"Do you know what his answer was?"
His Majesty laughed: "He said it's not important! Because this sentence is not important, I cut more than 3,000 swords on him and killed all fourteen of his family and 3,000 cherry blossom guards. I think since he felt that it was not important back then,
It's important, so what I do now shouldn't be important either."
"It really doesn't matter anymore."
His Majesty murmured to himself, like an extremely calm madman: "After all, no matter what I do, I will deserve to die. I won't deserve to die."
He patted the tombstone: "They are all dead."
"But is it over?"
His Majesty turned around and looked at Shura who was kneeling in front of him: "Say, Shura, tell me, is what happened back then over?"
"Of course it's not over!"
Shura suddenly raised his head, his eyes blood red: "There is also the Beihai Wang family!"
"I just received the news that Xiaotian has officially wiped out the Shenwu Legion in Africa and destroyed all the Beihai Wang family's properties in Africa."
"In addition, three hours ago, Jingzhe led the Holy Crusade to formally attack the Rothschild family headquarters, and at the same time began to clean up all the allies of the Wang family in Europe in Beihai."
The woman's eyes were calm and tenacious: "In less than two months, everything about the Beihai Wang family will become history on a global scale. The only thing they can retain is the Beihai Province."
Shura, Roaring Heaven, Jingzhe.
These are the three peak invincible masters in the dynasty, and they are also the three peak invincible masters who are close to breaking through. There is only one such master in the Beihai Wang family, and he is in extremely special condition.
The woman suddenly wanted to appreciate the desperate expression on the Beihai Wang family's hostess's face.
"I will not allow the North Sea Province to continue to exist."
His Majesty was silent for a while and then said slowly.
"But the current President of Zhongzhou has a very close relationship with the Wang family of Beihai, and Mr. Lin's side..."
The woman hesitated.
"I will go and talk to Master."
His Majesty said calmly: "As for the president, he has no time. The day he retires, I will make sure that the Wang family of Beihai and the seven sword-wielding families, top and bottom, will not leave any chickens or dogs behind!"
The woman's eyes lit up slightly.
Shura's face turned red, with a ferocious murderous intent on his face.
Let the Wang family's chickens and dogs in Beihai not be left behind.
A few days ago, some people may have questioned the authenticity of this sentence.
But now, when the entire dark world is trembling under the sword of the dynasty, no one dares to question all this.
The reason for this change is not because of the three peak invincibles in the dynasty.
But the Majesty in front of me.
Invincible Your Majesty!
In one day, he traveled thousands of miles and killed fourteen people in a row, his majesty, who was at the peak of invincibility but had no invincibility!
Several figures appeared on the path at the foot of the mountain.
A small group of people, well-dressed but no longer young, stood on the mountain road, hesitant and seemed afraid to come up.
"Is he the Speaker of Jiangsu and Zhejiang?"
His Majesty raised his eyebrows.
"I'll go take a look."
The woman smiled and turned around to go down the mountain.
The speaker of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces immediately burst into laughter, trotted over, and bent down repeatedly: "Hello, hello... I am the speaker of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces, we..."
"Hello."
The woman nodded calmly: "What's the matter?"
"I heard that His Majesty is here, so I came to see if you need anything."
The speaker wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked softly.
"We have no need, and we will leave soon. Your Excellency, Speaker, if nothing happens, please come back. Your Majesty is in a bad mood and does not want to see guests."
"Who are you? Don't forget, the person standing here is the Speaker of Jiangsu and Zhejiang!"
A young secretary asked loudly: "Who the hell are you?!"
The speaker's face changed drastically. He seemed stunned and didn't know what to say for a moment.
The woman raised her eyebrows slightly and said calmly: "My name is Dong Chengyue, CEO of Sword Dynasty."
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(If you don’t understand, there will be explanations in about two or three chapters. I especially like writing these messy things... I’m addicted to them.)