When Shiyue first met that person when he was young, he became the only light in his dark life.
He thought about him and missed him until he finally found him ten years later after escaping from the darkness.
He had never been able to understand the sentence in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes": when they first met at Fengling Ferry, Yang Guo's life was misunderstood upon seeing him, and he only thought it was an exaggeration. And now he finally spent his whole life realizing the meaning of Yukimura's words. It turned out that it was really not an exaggeration. It turned out that there really was someone you could touch even if you were like a moth to a flame.
Shi Yue only hated that he was separated from him by a dimension. He could feel his pain, his helplessness, and his despair, but he could not make changes.
Maybe God heard his begging, and he finally saw his faith after being reborn in another world.
The more Shi Yue thought about it, even if he gave everything he had in this life and was shattered to pieces, he would still hold the honor in front of Yukimura and hand it over to him.
And the Son of God will eventually become a god!
Note: This article is about Li Hai Da being the strongest
Sixteen consecutive victories and three consecutive national victories will be achieved.
The protagonist's belief is in the Lord, and the Lord is the strongest. There is no explanation.
There may be a love line, there may not be. It depends on what everyone thinks. The Lord is the god in the protagonist's heart, and the protagonist is a bit yandere.
Mission: The winner is king
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Yang Jian was lying quietly in the spacious carriage. Only Zhan Zhao stood by his side and didn't say a word. Xiaoyu drove and sat outside the carriage, with a sullen face and didn't say a word.
In just an hour, Bao Zheng was pulled by the carriage to the honor guard of the leading group. He immediately ordered his entourage to inform the county magistrate at the front station to send government servants to the deserted village. Bao Zheng and Gongsun Ce returned in the carriage. From a distance, they saw that it was quiet there, and they didn't know what the outcome would be. Only when they arrived did they realize that Yang Jian was seriously injured and unconscious. Xiaoyu's eyes were swollen from crying. Zhan Zhao had a rare expression of sluggishness. Seeing Bao Zheng coming, he felt aggrieved and sad as if he were seeing a relative. He could no longer hold back his tears. Bao Zheng was so panicked that he was busy comforting her.
Fortunately, all the government officials arrived later. What made Bao Zheng happy was that Xiaoyu said that those followers who seemed to be dead did not really die. As expected, they heard thin groans. Except for the two bearers who lost too much blood and lost their breath, a few of the slightly injured ones could slowly get up. But all the gangsters were missing.
Bao Zheng didn't know that this was because Xiao Jinwu had killed all the monsters and disabled their magic spells, and the long followers who had lost their souls gradually returned to their souls. Seeing this, he was quite relieved. However, Gongsun Ce had clearly touched the pulses of these people with his own hands, and all of them had lost their pulse, but suddenly they all came back to life, and he still felt a little weird in his heart.
Xiaoyu didn't explain. First of all, Xiaoyu couldn't make up a lie to cover it up. Furthermore, she really didn't have that mood.
Gongsun Ce had no choice but to swallow all his questions secretly.
Bao Zheng watched the words and knew that something was fishy, but seeing the people around him come to life and Zhan Zhao in despair, he knew that the fight had hurt his body and bones. He also knew that it was probably because of Yang Jian's injury, so he comforted him and let Zhan Zhao move freely. Anyway, the large team had arrived, and the Dynasty Mahans were also guarding him. He was safe here.
Bao Zheng was also full of doubts about the murderers who had disappeared without a trace, but seeing Yang Jian unconscious, Xiaoyu with tears on his face, and Zhan Zhao at a loss, Bao Zheng had no choice but to swallow it first, thinking that it would not be too late to wait until Zhan Zhao calmed down before speaking slowly.
Zhan Zhao could see the suspicion deep in Bao Zheng's eyes. Thinking about it, he couldn't explain it clearly. It seemed that in the blink of an eye, Yang Jian was suddenly injured and fell to the ground. The murderers suddenly disappeared from the world, not even their dregs were left. I knew it must be because of Yang Jian, but there was no way to ask about Yang Jian's appearance at the moment. I couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, wondering whether to follow Bao Zheng or Yang Jian and his party.
Xiaoyu wiped her tears and said: "My uncle is so seriously injured, how can I take care of him with my own little strength? How about I ask Uncle Zhan to help me find a place to stay first, and wait until my cousin finds someone to come?"
Although it was a discussion, Xiaoyu said that he was heartbroken. Zhan Zhao couldn't let go, and he couldn't find any reason to refuse. Seeing that the dynasty's mahan had arrived, as well as the large group of people, and the sky had turned overcast, I was afraid that a heavy rain was just around the corner, so I just said hello to Bao Zheng and got on the carriage.
Next chapter Yang Jian was lying quietly in the spacious carriage. Only Zhan Zhao stood by his side and didn't say a word. Xiaoyu drove and sat outside the carriage, with a sullen face and didn't say a word. In just an hour, Bao Zheng was pulled by the carriage to the honor guard of the leading group. He immediately ordered his entourage to inform the county magistrate at the front station to send government servants to the deserted village. Bao Zheng and Gongsun Ce returned in the carriage. From a distance, they saw that it was quiet there, and they didn't know what the outcome would be. Only when they arrived did they realize that Yang Jian was seriously injured and unconscious. Xiaoyu's eyes were swollen from crying. Zhan Zhao had a rare expression of sluggishness. Seeing Bao Zheng coming, he felt aggrieved and sad as if he were seeing a relative. He could no longer hold back his tears. Bao Zheng was so panicked that he was busy comforting her. Fortunately, all the government officials arrived later. What made Bao Zheng happy was that Xiaoyu said that those followers who seemed to be dead did not really die. As expected, they heard thin groans. Except for the two bearers who lost too much blood and lost their breath, a few of the slightly injured ones could slowly get up. But all the gangsters were missing. Bao Zheng didn't know that this was because Xiao Jinwu had killed all the monsters and disabled their magic spells, and the long followers who had lost their souls gradually returned to their souls. Seeing this, he was quite relieved. However, Gongsun Ce had clearly touched the pulses of these people with his own hands, and all of them had lost their pulse, but suddenly they all came back to life, and he still felt a little weird in his heart. Xiaoyu didn't explain. First of all, Xiaoyu couldn't make up a lie to cover it up. Furthermore, she really didn't have that mood. Gongsun Ce had no choice but to swallow all his questions secretly. Bao Zheng watched the words and knew that something was fishy, but seeing the people around him come to life and Zhan Zhao in despair, he knew that the fight had hurt his body and bones. He also knew that it was probably because of Yang Jian's injury, so he comforted him and let Zhan Zhao move freely. Anyway, the large team had arrived, and the Dynasty Mahans were also guarding him. He was safe here. Bao Zheng was also full of doubts about the murderers who had disappeared without a trace, but seeing Yang Jian unconscious, Xiaoyu with tears on his face, and Zhan Zhao at a loss, Bao Zheng had no choice but to swallow it first, thinking that it would not be too late to wait until Zhan Zhao calmed down before speaking slowly. Zhan Zhao could see the suspicion deep in Bao Zheng's eyes. Thinking about it, he couldn't explain it clearly. It seemed that in the blink of an eye, Yang Jian was suddenly injured and fell to the ground. The murderers suddenly disappeared from the world, not even their dregs were left. I knew it must be because of Yang Jian, but there was no way to ask about Yang Jian's appearance at the moment. I couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, wondering whether to follow Bao Zheng or Yang Jian and his party. Xiaoyu wiped her tears and said: "My uncle is so seriously injured, how can I take care of him with my own little strength? How about I ask Uncle Zhan to help me find a place to stay first, and wait until my cousin finds someone to come?" Although it was a discussion, Xiaoyu said that he was heartbroken. Zhan Zhao couldn't let go, and he couldn't find any reason to refuse. Seeing that the dynasty's mahan had arrived, as well as the large group of people, and the sky had turned overcast, I was afraid that a heavy rain was just around the corner, so I just said hello to Bao Zheng and got on the carriage.