Chapter 269 The Heart of Xiaoshan

Chapter 269 Xiao Shan's Heart (Part 1)

"What a ridiculous excuse for your pain, but I should thank you for the pain you gave us. If not, can I burst out that potential? Do I dare to practice shadows behind the whole Zhou Dynasty? Huajun's voice went from high to low, and finally became very light, as if he had lost the interest in narrated, yes! When a person's potential explodes, almost the whole world is under his feet. What else is he interested in?

"Is this really your potential? You just sold everything to the darkness to have the ability..." The destroyed gossip gradually showed a faint light, and an old and tired voice came from the palace.

After hearing what the sound said, the statue's face showed pain and went silent.

"Hehe! Selling to the darkness, why don't I control the darkness? For people like you who have just known the essence of heaven, you don't even know what the cosmic thunder is. Tell me! What exactly do you want me to do, remember! Don't think about him, or I will destroy the whole world regardless of his flood. Hua Jun's tone was very plain, but the domineering was extremely smooth, more true than the stone carving.

"I hope you can stop the door of the six worlds from opening and stopping the impending disaster in the world. If you don't stop it, when you know that, you may regret it for the rest of your life."

Hua Jun was silent and suddenly said leisurely, "Is there anything else I can regret in Zhou Guo? And even the God Emperor can't stop it?"

"But you can!" Some paranoid insist.

"Real?" Hua Jun shook his head and stopped talking, that is, he did not agree or deny, but looked at the king Weiyang in the distance with sympathetic eyes and said, "I don't want him to grow up in a greenhouse environment, regardless of wind, rain and dew."

Tore open the space, Hua Jun raised his leg and disappeared into the darkness. Suddenly, Zhou Yisheng appeared blankly on the rich street of the imperial city.

"Wu'er, let your father take a good look at you." In the magnificent palace, an old man sat cross-legged. The old man was as dry as wood and almost wrapped in an old orange peel on his bones. Everything looked so rotten, but his eyes were deeper than the sea. Seeing King Weiyang enter the palace, after more than 20 years of retreat, he finally broke through the shackles, but he thought of it. There was a moment of fear in those deep eyes. Maybe Hua Jun didn't think of the sudden pressure he gave him and actually let himself break through.

After Wang Weiyang entered the hall, he knelt heavily on the mirror-like ground, glided far, kowtowed his head to the ground, and began to chop: "Father! I have been thinking about you for more than 20 years! I finally saw you again."

"Get up! He is such a big man, and he is still like a child. Lao Wang stood up trembling, bent down and stroked Weiyang Wang Jiwu's head, licking his deep love!

"Father! Child unfiliality makes you suffer, child unfilial!" King Weiyang burst into tears, and his head kept pounding the ground and banging. The thin cracks on the ground that was stronger than King Kong were cracked. A few drops of blood were so shocking. The powerful Weiyang King kowtowed blood, which showed his true feelings.

"I'm sorry for your father!" Lao Wang sighed heavily and straightened up, but his waist bent a little and slowly walked out of the hall. He watched the guard statue return to the square and waved to him, "Lao Hua! Don't stand. Aren't you tired after standing for so long?

Yes! My king!" The statue turned around mechanically, bowed to Lao Wang on one knee, and then walked into the hall.

"I have been closed for so many years, and you have been guarding me for so many years. My waist is bent and your body is stiff! Lao Hua, I'm sorry for you!" Red blood and tears flowed from Lao Wang's dry eyes. He turned around and looked at the Weiyang King who kept kowtoing. He stopped his tears, but his face was full of relief.

"My Wuer! Get up! I won't blame you for being my father." Behind Lao Wang stood a stiff statue, which looked very strange in the dark palace, and the hoarse voice was as peaceful as possible.

"Father! The child really knew his mistake, shouldn't be jealous, and shouldn't have mobilized Tu Shenwei to chase Huajun..." Weiyang Wang Jiwu still knelt down and raised his head, mixed with tears and blood, blurring his whole face.

"Three Highnesses! It's not your fault." The statue opened his mouth and spoke with bitterness.

"Uncle Hua! I'm sorry too! If it hadn't been for you, I would have died long ago!" King Weiyang's tears gushed out again and hit the statue.

"Ser! You are sensible. Your Uncle Hua has already said to forgive you. Get up!" Lao Wang's hands trembled. This is his favorite and most clever one. If it weren't for Hua Jun, maybe he would have been the emperor!

Under the heroic ancestral temple, there was a scene of father-son filial piety and loyalty to Wang Shan. However, Zhou Yisheng felt a little empty when he walked on the street. Looking at a poor farmer in front of him holding a child in a new cotton-padded jacket in his hand, the inexplicable mood in his heart seemed to have increased a little. Zhou Yisheng frowned and his eyes The gircon looked ahead, and what was wrong with it.

"Dad! Buy me a string of sugar-coated haws!"

The child in a new cotton-padded jacket pulled the farmer's clothes. The farmer squatted down and looked at the sugar-coated haws on the old man's shoulder. There were only two strings. He touched his light purse, which was only a few copper coins in it, and finally gritted his teeth: "Baby! Our family had a good harvest this year and bought you a new dress. There are not many left, so I'll buy you a string! Let's wait until we enjoy the lanterns in the evening, okay?

"Okay, Dad!" The child seemed to be very sensible. He glanced at the seductive red sugar gourd, licked his saliva, and nodded as if he didn't understand.

He took out his dry purse, reluctantly took out a penny, and quickly caught up with the old man selling sugar-coated haws.

"I want a bunch of sugar-coated haws."

"It's sold out. This is left for my grandson."

"Give me a string evenly! I'll pay two cents to keep it for my baby to eat when he watches the lights at night. The farmer took out the money from his purse and said reluctantly.

"Ok, I'm happy today. I'll give you a string." The old man smiled kindly and took a string of sugar-coated haws and stuffed them into the farmer's hand.

The two were next to Zhou Yisheng, and every word they said clearly came to his ears. Such a peaceful and quiet scene made his heart sore, and his inexplicable eyes were wet. He turned his head to look at the child in a new cotton-padded jacket and found that he actually ran into the street. Central, there are many natural people in such a bustling street.

A pure-colored jujube red horse rushed over from the middle of the street.

"The horse is shocked. Get out of the way, miss, please pay attention!"

The farmer held a sugar gourd in his hand, and his face trembled with fear. Looking at his baby who was about to die in shock, he didn't know what to do. Suddenly, an electric current broke out of his body and shook his body. Unexpectedly, he hit the jujube red horse at an incredible speed, but there will still be someone. Injury, and injury is a complete destruction for such a poor family, but at least he can save his baby.

"Alas! You are happy." Zhou Yisheng looked at the stunned baby in the middle of the street, sighed faintly, kicked his feet, and his body was like a bow and arrow from the string, bang! With a loud noise, the expensive jujube red horse was pushed away by one palm, and the person on his back shouted.

"Ah! My legs..."

"Are you all right!" Zhou Yisheng picked up the little doll, looked at the middle-aged farmer standing beside him, and handed the little doll to the father who sacrificed himself to protect the child.

"Thank you!" The farmer's mind is now blank, holding the little white-faced child, said in a daze, and walked forward blankly.

A large group of slaves ran over, quickly lifted the horse that was shocked to death, and straightened the people who were pressed. Suddenly, they attracted a male duck-like scolding: "Dog, eat too much grain and rice. It's so strong that it hurts the lady. You have a few cheap lives to accompany."

Zhou Yisheng heard this and shook his head. It seemed that he didn't hurt anyone. He was about to leave with laughter. It seemed that he still couldn't control his mood! It's a little heavy.

The male duck's voice sounded again: "Hey! If you hurt someone, do you want to leave by patting your buttocks? You don't look at where this place is. It's not your countryside. Don't think that eating too much grain rice is strong. This city is not a place where you can break through casually. Fortunately, my lady is fine, but she won't let you leave like this. You still have to lose money. This is the north. What kind of prince gave it to me? It's called sweaty BMW..."

Zhou Yisheng looked back at the old man with a pink face and could see that he was an old eunuch. He was usually used to it. He said what he said in one breath as a speech, even without repeated words.

"Happy, forget it, I don't like this horse in the first place." The tenth princess didn't like the prince in the north, but the prince pestered her when he went to Beijing. Finally, she ran out on the pretext of worshipping the heroic ancestral temple and rode away his horse by the way. However, she didn't expect that the horse would go crazy as soon as it ran, which was not suitable for such a crowded place at all. She didn't like the crazy horse, but the man just now was really abominable and a little heavy.

"Princess! Princess!" Xiaoshan, the prince of the northern desert, has always liked the culture of the Central Plains very much, especially the women of the Central Plains. They are as gentle and supple as water, without the wildness on the grassland, and there is also a strange smell that makes him feel uncomfortable. Taking the opportunity of tribute, he rode the most beloved sweaty BMW to chase the tribute team. The envoy He had no choice but to take him. When he entered the palace and saw the ten princess, he was immediately shocked and vowed not to marry her.

But when he proposed to make peace, he was driven out of the palace by the emperor: "Since the beginning of the dynasty, no country has ever dared to mention the humiliation of marriage. I miss you barbarians. I won't pursue you today. Go out!" He still remembered the emperor's majestic face. Although he reached the peak of the list, he was still so scared that he almost peed his pants.