Long Yuan sat in the west of the white round table. Those people sat around him, and the table was filled with various book covers and pens. Long Yuan picked up the gorgeous book covers and looked at them sitting uprightly around them.
On that round table, he knew that this time he might become a sinner.
"Where is your king?" Long Yuan asked anxiously when he realized that the envoys who came here were not the heads of their countries.
"The king has so many things to do, how can he meet you losers?" One of the messengers said with disdain.
"Tell me, what do you want?" Although Long Yuan gritted his teeth at these so-called envoys, he still suppressed the anger in his heart.
"What we Deswell Country and Farah Empire want is very simple: 30,000,000 dragon coins and the control of Xiaolong City! And one person!" Looking at the so-called gentlemen in suits and ties, Long Yuan felt that things were not that simple.
, because since the three-party war, they have attacked each other, how can they only ask for these?
"Who do you want?" Long Yuan was confused, but the slightly fat man suddenly stood up and walked to Long Yuan's side and said, "Everyone knows the secret of the fox fairy." Then he patted Long Yuan's hand.
Shoulder. Turned around and returned to his position, then lit a cigarette and looked at the Dragon Emperor in front of him with disdain. The dragon never thought that they would actually use Jingxuan as a bargaining chip.
"I wonder what your country thinks?" Those people were impatient to know the result. After thinking for a moment, Long Yuan looked at the hateful faces of these people and said coldly: "No!"
"Except Jingxuan, I can give you whatever you want!"
"Okay, then transfer the land of the 12 counties north of Huanglong River to me!"
"What? Impossible!" Hearing this, Long Yuan stood up and shouted loudly. He knew that once the land outside the Huanglong River was given to them, the Dragon Kingdom would lose nearly half of its territory.
"I heard that you in the East call us: the country of killing?" The envoy sat at the east side of the round table, looking at Long Yuan majestically, and slowly slapped a dark fire gun on the table with his right hand.
"Do you know how many people in your Dragon Kingdom this fire gun has killed?"
"You!" Long Yuan's eyes widened angrily and he started to slap the case, but no matter how angry he was, he could not change the fate of defeat.
"The country of killing is indeed well-deserved!" Long Yuan looked at their unruly appearance after calming down, but he still calmed down and sat on the round table again. The messenger placed white letters on Long Yuan's back.
In front of Yuan, it was full of provisions for compensation from the Dragon Kingdom. There were more than a dozen articles, and Long Yuan could not bear to read each word.
"Since Long Guo has no objection, let's sign it!" Long Yuan was about to write when he suddenly saw a portrait on the white wall. In the portrait, he saw a man's hand being pressed by many Westerners.
Above it, blood-red marks fill every line on every page.
"That portrait, is it the former emperor of the Dragon Kingdom?" Long Yuan asked in confusion.
"Yes, that was the former emperor of the Dragon Kingdom, and it was painted by a painter when Xiaolong City was ceded."
After getting the answer, Long Yuan knew: It turned out that King Long Xiang was not cowardly, but in order to protect the Dragon Kingdom. He was well aware of the gap between the Dragon Kingdom and the West, so he compromised.
Even though he had mixed feelings, Long Yuan, as a loser at this time, still picked up the pen and signed his name on every page. At this point, half of the Dragon Kingdom was conquered!
Returning to Canglong City, he looked at the huge map. There was no homeland north of the Huanglong River. The dim candlelight could not illuminate this lonely hall. Long Yuan was pacing in the hall alone with his hands behind his back. Maybe his people would not
Forgive him, but when he recalled the terrifying combat power of the Western countries, he couldn't help but sigh. He didn't know how long the Dragon Kingdom could exist in this world. But when he raised his head and looked at the blood-stained scroll on the wall, he realized
In the scroll, there was a man standing in the midst of thousands of troops, with his bloody war blade in his hand. The man sang loudly and rushed towards the roaring battle formation in the distance. Only then did he realize who that man was.
The God of War respected by the world: Long Quanjun—Long Zhao.
Long Yuan stood under the portrait of his ancestors, smiling bitterly at his own incompetence. He did not dare to imagine what kind of existence his father once was, and could actually be on an equal footing with someone like Kutuzov. Today, Long Yuan is missing Xiaolong.
Ya Duan's help may no longer be able to revive the Dragon Kingdom.
Just as Long Yuan was sighing, a pair of gentle hands tried to hug Long Yuan from behind. He could feel the warmth, and Jingxuan lay on Long Yuan's back.
"Why didn't you tell me when you came back?" Long Yuan turned around and stroked Jingxuan's forehead, and just smiled gently. Looking at the innocent Jingxuan, he didn't even have the ability to protect her. He didn't know that Jingxuan was still there.
How long can I stay with him?
"Jingxuan, I..." Long Yuan hesitated, he did not dare to tell the truth. Looking at Long Yuan who was a little disappointed, Jingxuan also comforted him obediently: "It's okay, as long as you are still with me
That's it!" It seems that Jingxuan has no idea that the world has been coveting her for a long time.
"Here, do you remember this sword?" Jingxuan said, taking out the snow-white fish belly sword.
"They said your weapon was destroyed. Fortunately, the sword is still there."
Long Yuan once cleaned the long sword to cleanse himself of his sins, but he did not expect that the long sword sealed in order to fulfill his promise would once again become a killing weapon.
"There is no more conquest in my life, hahahaha! But why do I have to rely on this sword to protect?" Long Yuan was unwilling to accept the sealed weapon, because he promised Jingxuan that he would spend the rest of his life to
He should accompany her well, and now that the weapon has been destroyed, he only needs to protect the valuable things.
"I know you have more important things to protect!" Jingxuan placed the long sword in Long Yuan's cold hand.
"How long do you think I can protect this fragmented country?" Long Yuan looked at the sword blade reflecting his haggard face. He held the sword hilt tightly, but the spotless sword body added to the dimness of the hall.
A glimmer of light. He recalled that day under the waterfall, when he personally cleaned the blood-stained sword. But until the dense blood slowly faded, he still could not give Jingxuan a good life.
Jingxuan saw that Long Yuan's hand holding the sword was trembling. She knew that Long Yuan still couldn't let go of this world. She slowly exited the hall, leaving Long Yuan alone. He stared at the long sword and the candlelight.
Although I can see the tenacious eyes, I can't see the confidence in my pupils.
The moon was shining brightly, and Long Yuan stumbled to Xiaorou's room while holding the wine. At this time, Xiaorou was sitting alone under the window, dragging her chin and thinking about something. Long Yuan pushed the door open.
After a while, he sat across from Xiaorou. Seeing that Long Yuan's face was red from drinking again, Xiaorou poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Long Yuan as usual.
"I lost the territory of the Dragon Kingdom!" Long Yuan said drunkenly.
"I know!" Xiaorou looked out the window at the moonlight obscured by dark clouds.
"Will they hate me?"
"Maybe!"
"What about Jingxuan?" Long Yuan held half a cup of herbal tea, looking forward to Xiaorou's answer. But this time, Miss Xiaorou kept dragging her chin as if she was thinking about something, and sighed softly. Seeing that Xiaorou didn't
After saying this, he put the long sword on the table: "She gave it to me!"
"Do you still remember how she took up a weapon alone at the foot of Lingshan Mountain to protect you?" This sentence shocked Long Yuan.
"Before she met you, her world was full of hope and sunshine."
"Ever since she followed me, she has been living a homeless life every day." Long Yuan said frustratedly.
"But she doesn't regret it, does she?"
"But without my weapons, I can't give her the life she wants!"
"What she wants is the world in her eyes. She wants this world to be full of hope! No more killing and hatred!"
"But she said personally that she wanted to avenge the sisters who died in Lingshan!"
"But can you fulfill her wish?" At this point, Long Yuan had already sobered up more than half of his wine. Yes, what Jingxuan wanted was a beautiful world, but he made her feel frightened every day.
Life. The jackdaws in the distance passed through the moonlight, bringing away the dark clouds, and a dead leaf fell from the cup of herbal tea.
"The weather is getting colder!" After saying that, Xiaorou chuckled and stood up to cover her sleeping sister with a quilt. A cold wind blew the door violently, and Long Yuan felt the chill.
She also woke up a lot. She knew what Xiaorou wanted to express, so she laughed heartily.
"Hahaha, yes, the weather has gotten colder, but one day, summer will come again!" After that, Long Yuan grabbed the sword with all his strength and walked out of Xiaorou's house. He faced the cold wind and climbed up again.
He went up to the high platform he built with his own hands. From there, he could see the whole picture of the Dragon Kingdom. To the north of the Huanglong River, there was smoke everywhere, and the sky there turned blood red. He stood alone on the prosperous high platform with his sword, pointing to the west.
, the tiger stared at this half of the country. The dark clouds dispersed, and the bright white moonlight shone on the cold sword blade. The black thought energy all over his body surrounded him. In this black and white space, Long Yuan shouted viciously to the west.
Quote: "No matter what the reason is, I will go back! Even if I die, I will change the world!"
But he had no idea that behind him, Jingxuan was wearing white plain clothes, silently looking at the high-spirited Long Yuan. When he turned around, he found Jingxuan looking at him with relief.
"I believe in you, you can change this world!" After hearing these words, Long Yuan suddenly turned around, ran to Jingxuan and put his robe on Jingxuan.
"It's so cold and it's so high up. It would be bad if you get sick!" Long Yuan took Jingxuan's hand with concern.
"It doesn't matter. Didn't you say that summer will definitely come?" Jingxuan smiled like an innocent child. The two of them stood side by side, looking at half of the country.