Chapter 570 One Night in the Sky

"I'll go with you to Lutai." Shaoqiu said in a low voice, "Since Di Yao is in Lutai, I really should have seen him. If Di Yao is willing to believe me and fight against the natural disaster with me, the great wilderness turmoil he is worried about will not appear again."

"You are stupid again!" Si You said angrily, "Don't you know who Di Yao is?"

"The current situation is: if Di Yao doesn't trust us, then we will walk in the wilderness. On the way to Miaodu, I'm afraid that the corpses will be everywhere!" Shaoqiu said in a low voice, "If he doesn't agree, I will meet you in front of Hou Yi!"

"Draw out your sword and meet? Do you think you have a chance to put out your sword in front of Hou Yi? Si You said coldly.

Shaoqiu silently looked at the sky outside the Jade Palace. The nine giant eyes pressed on the eastern sky and also pressed on his heart, which was even heavier than a mountain.

"If Hou Yi listens to Di Yao and comes to be our enemy, can anyone resist it?" Shaoqiu smiled bitterly, "It's better for me to stand in front of him alone than to let tens of thousands of innocent soldiers face Hou Yi's weak bow."

Si You didn't say anything. In the sinister situation of Ji Li in the front and Xiong Jisheng in the back, and Xun Gao hidden in the dark, once Hou Yi appears, I'm afraid that no one will be able to live. Although Si You was arrogant, he didn't think that his own organ could deal with Hou Yi and the weak bow.

"Shaoqiu," Chang'e looked at him deeply. "I don't know why. Although no one in Yanhuang believes that you are here to solve the disaster, I believe it."

"Why?" Shaoqiu said silently.

"Because I was born in the gold family, all the people who have always been blood are heroes who light life and death and value promise. They will only draw their swords for the sake of the world's unhappiness, but they will not plot for their own self-interest. Chang'e said softly, "Yi Lang, you will have your own judgment."

Shaoqiu suddenly looked up, and the blood in his heart rolled. Since leading the army eastward, although he has shown the banner of "unifying all ethnic groups and breaking through the world", no tribe has paid attention along the way. They are all coldly. The hard wall is clear, just like watching a group of locusts flying over. Although the march went smoothly and no one harassed, only he knew the loneliness and bitterness in his heart.

Shaoqiu nodded and looked at Si You: "I decided to meet Di Yao and Hou Yi. Go back to the legion!"

"Why?" Si You hummed, "Do you think you can resist the masters of Di Yao alone? Although you have great magical powers now, you may not be better than the divine master, right? Hey, if the dressing master can resist the pressure of Di Yao, I don't think there is any need for Sister Chang'e to come here to look for Xu Youhe Shanjuan.

Chang'e smiled bitterly, but didn't say anything.

Shaoqiu laughed and said, "Can the two of us resist Di Yao? At present, the situation facing the legion is extremely dangerous. You must go back and tell Brother Gui about Xun Gao lurking in the Yellow River Valley. If you can take the opportunity to provoke Xun Gao and Xiong Jisheng to fight, the Legion can directly shake Ji Li and break through the defense line of Dayu City in one fell swoop.

Si You snorted and thought about it. It was true, so he had no choice but to nod.

At present, Chang'e drove a bird in the air. In less than half a cup of tea, she had arrived at the station of the Iron Blade Legion. The bird skimmed low at a height of ten feet, and Si You flew down and jumped down. Standing on the ground, he waved his hand to Shaoqiu and strode towards the camp.

"Sister Chang'e, let's go now!" Shaoqiu Road.

Chang'e nodded, and the bird's wings spread, swayed straight up, and inserted * into the depths of the wilderness in the blue sea and clouds.

The bird flew high, and the original of Heluo was gradually left behind. There has been a smell of deep cold in the sky in November. The cold golden wind holds the huge wings of the gull and flies thousands of feet under one fan. Although the sun has risen, the nine horrible giant eyes in the sky are still staring at the wilderness coldly, making people depressed and panic.

In the high air of 300 feet, Shaoqiu was already drunk. He leaned on the railing of the colorful Yushu Palace, holding the bottle with his left hand and patting the railing with his right hand. He shouted drunkenly, "The sun rises, and the sun comes in and breathes. Heed the well and drank, and ploughed the field and ate. What's wrong with me? Hahaha, the magnificence of the wilderness is all under your feet.

"Shaoqiu," Chang'e covered the veil again at this time and smiled faintly, "What is your dream in this life?"

"Dream?" Shaoqiu laughed and drank all the wine in the bottle. "I don't have a dream. When I was on Kongsang Island, my dream was to be a fisherman. In this wilderness, I didn't know what to do? Every day, it's brainless bumping around in this ancient wilderness. Sometimes it's the sword in other people's hands; sometimes it's the bait on other people's hooks; and sometimes it's the beast in other people's cage. I took this sword back, but I didn't know where to wave it; I left other people's hooks, but I didn't know what to fish for; I tore other people's cages and escaped, and I didn't know where to go in the vast wilderness. Hahaha--"

Chang'e looked at him with pity: "So you don't have your own wish?"

"Wish..." Shaoqiu muttered, which seemed to be a little funny. He picked up another jade bottle on the jade table and poured down the transparent jade fairy wine in the strong wind. The green liquor quickly turned into a mist in the wind, "Come on, drink it! Let you also taste the wine in the sky!" He didn't know who he was talking to, and then turned around and looked at Chang'e with a smile, "I don't have any wishes. When I first arrived at the wilderness, I longed for the entry of soldiers into the warehouse, the peace of the tribe, the harmony between people, no hatred, no war, and no joys and sorrows of the family. I don't know why. Although I still hope so now, I know that this is a fantasy that can never be realized. Look at this foot, um, this sentient being, for the status of you and Hou Yi, it is nothing more than an ant. If you step on them, you can step them into the mud, and you can't even hear a sound. No one dares to resist, no one dares to resent. Do you think they are pitiful? However, even they don't want to stop fighting, and they are peaceful. Because they need to plunder other people's food to survive, they need to occupy other people's rivers to fish and hunt, they need to destroy other believers to express their loyalty to the gods, and they also need to cut off other people's heads to sacrifice to the gods - haha, it's very painful and reluctant to cut their heads.

Chang'e looked at him silently, as if she couldn't see through this flying and crazy teenager.

"So--" Shaoqiu stared at her and said, "I don't have any dreams or wishes. Now I unite with all ethnic groups to break through the catastrophe, just because this catastrophe is caused by me, and I don't want to create a disaster for others because of myself. I have nothing to do with this day, it has nothing to do with this place, and it has nothing to do with this wilderness. I just want to carry my sword, carry my wine pot, and walk between the magnificent heaven and earth step by step, unrestrained and free.

Chang'e smiled bitterly: "Since I became a golden saint, I have always thought that the golden blood has always been ambitious and emperor heroes who take the world as their own responsibility."

"The greatest motivation for emperors and heroes is not to occupy this vast area, but to rule this infinite people." Shaoqiu suddenly felt a little depressed, "And I don't want to rule anyone, let alone let anyone rule me."

Chang'e was silent for a moment. Maybe what the teenager said was the truth. From Chiyou to Xuanyou and Xuanli, the golden bloodline are all heroes and heroic. They have conquered the vast area, but they have also slaughtered countless tribes. Human life is not worth mentioning in their eyes. So what is the purpose of their conquest of so many places? Maybe in the end, it's for the honor in my heart!

Lutai is not far from Bodu. It goes south over many mountains and rivers, and the straight distance is only more than 500 miles. They fly in mid-air on the birds and arrive in half a day. At the foot is a verdant plain, with mountains on both the north and south. On the 800-mile plain in the middle, the river is horizontal, the hills are undulating, and the primitive dense forest covers the ground.

"This is the origin of Yinghuai. Yingshui is in the north and Huaishui is in the south. Do you see the shiny river? That's Yingshui." Chang'e pointed to the wilderness road below.

"Oh," Shaoqiu looked south. You can faintly see a long line of mountains hundreds of miles away, but you can't see the Huai River in the south. "Where is the Tongbai Mountain?"

I'm very conscious now. If you insert directly, you need to add an asterisk, and if you insert * insert, you need to add an asterisk. There is no need for the system to remind me at all. Is this to keep pace with the times?