Rise in the glory of the king system

Chapter 749 Everything

Lu Chan. "Love can't get it."

"Endless dancing, when will it stop."

I remember that on that blood-stained night, that person danced lightly in the dark night, with a graceful and light figure, like a lotus flower emerging from the mud, which made Lu Bu, the God of War, unconsciously sink into it.
As he approached, Lu Bu stared blankly at the girl who looked young. Her fair face did not have fancy makeup, but it was also simple and delicate, like a real-life doll - so delicate and fragile. Her smile made people laugh. People are like spring breeze, so indifferent and beautiful.
It would be great if...she wasn't Wang Yun's adoptive daughter.
If... without Wang Yun, maybe he and Diao Chan could be together forever...

"Do you want to become stronger?"

In the darkness, a deep male voice asked.
Lu Bu subconsciously put his hand over his heart—the beating sound of the heart came clearly from his fingertips. He didn't understand why he appeared here. He struggled to get up, but his body was tightly bound .
"When you become strong, you can fight for whoever you want. She will be by your side and belong to you forever and ever."

Lu Bu will never forget the scene where the girl he misses and the little white face are holding hands and smiling.
Yes...if she can become stronger... Xiaochan will belong to her forever...

"I can use mecha to bind your body and make you stronger. However, I will lose all previous memories."

Lu Bu agreed almost without hesitation. Compared with Diao Chan, losing all his memories is nothing. As long as he can see Diao Chan again, he is willing to give everything.
At the moment when the needle pierced his arm, Lu Bu only felt a blur in front of his eyes. Before his consciousness disappeared, his mind was full of Diao Chan dancing gracefully.
"You are Experiment No. [-]. Doom Mech."

Lu Bu heard a voice say this.
"Your task is to kill Diao Chan."
.
"Fengxian...? What about you?"

In Lu Bu's field of vision, a beautiful woman appeared. That face was so familiar, but it was a pity that Lu Bu would never remember who she was. He only knew that this person was "Diao Chan" whom he wanted to kill.
"Clear."

Fang Tian painted the halberd and stabbed at Diao Chan without hesitation. Diao Chan was stunned, and then turned around briskly, avoiding Fang Tian's painted halberd. Her eyes were full of astonishment and disbelief—she never thought that Lu Bu would be so kind to him. Do it yourself.
"What the hell happened... Fengxian, my concubine is Xiaochan."

Little Cicada...?
who is it…

Lu Bu tightened his grip on Fang Tian's painted halberd, and the mechanical electronic sound spoke cold and hurtful words.
"Little Cicada...Enemy. Clear."

Diao Chan looked at Lu Bu, and seemed to understand why he became like this - because of Zhao Yun - that little boy who Lu Bu hated to the bone. But she and Zhao Yun are just good friends.
"Fengxian... My concubine and Brother Zilong are just friends... A few days ago, my concubine went to him just to buy you a gift..."

In Diao Chan's palm, a pair of crystal-clear rings appeared. The pair of rings were in the shape of butterflies flying together, with traces of purple in the bright blue, which was shockingly beautiful.
But the next moment, the ring was pierced by Fang Tian's painting halberd and shattered all over the ground.
Diao Chan shed tears silently. She didn't understand why Lu Bu would forget himself at the expense of transforming his body. She was ready to die for love.
The dagger pierced the throat, and blood spilled out.
In front of Lu Bu's eyes, only the bright red was left. He suddenly felt heartache, as if some salty liquid fell down.
Is it... tears?

Mech...will shed tears...?
"Feng Xian...failed."

……

Liang Chan. "I will protect you."

match match.
Zhuge Liang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at our camp and the enemy camp on the floating screen board. This time, he met his opponent. The enemies are quite difficult, and it seems that confronting them head-on send head.
"In the midst of strategizing, the decisive victory is thousands of miles away."

The blue magic ball hangs faintly in mid-air, supported by an invisible force. The electronic ball flies across the cold air, and hits the enemy directly on the opposite side.
"I'm taking the blue. Don't you want to compete with me for the blue."

Diaochan from the same camp came lightly to Zhuge Liang, raised her wide sleeves inadvertently, and several flower balls flew out from the sleeves. Her figure was graceful and light, just like a butterfly fluttering among flowers.
Mage needs blue most. That's why Diao Chan said this to Zhuge Liang, who is also a mage like her.
Who cares about your blue.
Zhuge Liang didn't care about her words at all. He shook the feather fan lightly, and slowly curled up the corners of his lips, as if he had a winning ticket in his hands.
As the saying goes, "The praying mantis catches the cicada, but the oriole follows". Diaochan, who was concentrating on attacking blue, didn't notice that there was someone behind her. She only reacted when Frost climbed her ankles. But now it was too late to escape. A few tokens hit Diao Chan just right.
A blood.
"what happened…?"

Looking at the message that popped up, Zhuge Liang frowned indistinctly. Didn't she go to play blue... How could she go to give the other side a head...?He clenched the electronic fan tightly in his hand. Now his side is obviously at a disadvantage.
It's Liang... he didn't protect you well.
Through the thin fan, the only thing I can see is a piece of blood and her falling sideways figure.
If I had known earlier, I should have gone to play blue with her...Counting the sky and the earth, but I didn't count that there will be people hiding in the dark to ambush...

It's a pity that there is no if. Everything will not start again.
"Kong Ming."

A pair of slender white hands rested on Zhuge Liang's shoulders. Diao Chan clasped his shoulders and turned around in front of him, looking at the self-blame in his eyes with a little confusion.
"What are you doing standing here? Aren't you going to develop?"

Diao Chan stared at Zhuge Liang suspiciously for a few seconds, and then acted like he suddenly realized.
"Do you want the concubine to protect you? Then follow the concubine. The concubine will protect you."

Diao Chan extended his hand generously to Zhuge Liang.
Although she misunderstood what she meant, Zhuge Liang hesitated for a moment, and took her cool hands.
"I'm following my concubine. We can't let them push the tower down."

Zhuge Liang used three shifts to keep up.
Diao Chan likes to turn around when she walks, and Zhuge Liang who is being led by her is a little confused, but she seems determined to protect Zhuge Liang, holding his hand tightly.
"Boys have always protected girls. How can girls protect boys?"

The magic ball and flower ball are intertwined, although it is a bit messy, the attack power is indeed very strong.
"Let's leave it to Liang to protect people."

"Stand behind Liang, Liang will protect you."

……

Zhou Yu x you. "Burning Chibi for you."

"Listen. This is a Requiem for you."

The man with his feet soaked in the blue lake holds a sharp long sword, and the cold armor adds a sense of sternness and sternness to him. He stretches out his arms to gracefully tear off a leaf, rolls it up casually and puts it on the Lips. The rustling music flowed between the lips and teeth, and soon disappeared in the sound of the wind.
You quietly put your hands between your knees and listen to the music blown by leaves. Although the music is not as beautiful as musical instruments, it has a unique freshness and nature. You also want to learn how Zhou Yu blows it with leaves The tune, but the tune you blow out can't be tuned at all.
Zhou Yu squinted at you, with a slight curve on his lips. He quietly looked at the leaf in your hand, frowned slightly, and began to explain it to you seriously.
"This kind of leaf is not easy to blow into a warp. You should choose a leaf with clear veins like this."

Zhou Yu's eyes were calm and resolute, as if he was doing something very solemn. You didn't listen to what he said. You just stared at the delicate girl's face and whispered softly.
"Gongjin, you are so pretty."

The tips of Zhou Yu's ears that were picked up were blushing, and the entire earlobe looked like a piece of bright red coral. He stretched out his fingers to scratch the tip of your white and greasy nose, and spoke in a non-heavy manner.
"Don't say that. You can't describe Yu in a good way."

You pursed your lips and giggled, looking at the blushing face of the captain of the navy. Zhou Lang is indeed handsome, even the blooming petals are not as good as him.
That’s right, it’s really too perfunctory to use the word “good-looking” to describe Gongjin. However, all the beautiful words in this world seem to be insufficient to describe his appearance—that kind of beauty. It’s shockingly beautiful.
"Gongjin is so good-looking. But it's a crime to attract people."

You grab a strand of Zhou Yu's hair blown by the breeze, and gently rub it between your fingers. There is some mint fragrance on his body, which makes people fall in love with it.
"What are you talking about. You can't say that Yu is good-looking. Good-looking is used to describe girls."

But...Gongjin looks as good-looking as a girl.
You dare not say this sentence. If you say it, you may become a barbecue in the next second.
"Gong Jin is just good-looking. Gong Jin is so good-looking that I can't describe it in words."

Zhou Yu's handsome face was slightly flushed, he pursed his lips and turned his head away unnaturally. The fiery red cape wrapped his slender body, making him look even thinner and weaker - but Zhou Yu was not a sick person.
"If you say such things again... Yu will be angry."

You put your hands on Zhou Yu's shoulders, deliberately pretending to be aggrieved.
"Don't be angry, Gongjin. It's alright if I'm wrong."

You know Zhou Yu won't really get angry with you, just act coquettishly and act cute.
as predicted.
"...Forget it. Yu is not angry with you either."

Zhou Yu stroked your chin with one hand, and then slowly placed a kiss on your lips.
"Yu will always be happy with you."

For you, so what if I burn out Chibi.
I only wish to hear you call Zhou Gongjin.
This life is enough.
……

Bai Ying. "Favorite idol." Cohabitation. Modern. Rock star politics.
Bai Qi has a favorite idol. His idol network name is "Judgment of the King". The idol is good at rock music, he sings rock music very well, exactly the type that Bai Qi likes.
"Hey - idiot."

Ying Zheng was carrying the takeaway and glanced at Bai Qi, who was staring at the screen intently, and pulled his collar angrily.
"What are you looking at, the phone looks better than mine?"

Bai Qi was playing the latest rock music "Judgement of Kings". The volume he turned on was not very loud, so Ying Zheng couldn't hear it clearly just now.
The moment it landed on the screen of Bai Qi's phone, Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows. The king's trial?interesting.
"What idol do you like?"

Ying Zheng asked Bai Qi back while taking out the fried chicken nuggets from the thin bag. Bai Qi glanced at Ying Zheng cautiously—he was afraid of offending this easy-going young master, so he nodded timidly.
"Introduce me to get to know each other."

what…?
Bai Qi listened to Ying Zheng's words, his eyes became a little more confused. In his impression, Ying Zheng didn't seem to be interested in anything in the entertainment industry. Why did Bai Qi uncharacteristically tell him about idols today?

"Hey, I asked you to tell me! Did you hear me!"

Ying Zheng hated Bai Qi ignoring him the most. He was so angry that his blond hair almost burst, he slapped the table and stared at Bai Qi.
"His id is called Judgment of the King. He sings rock - he sings rock very well..."

Ying Zheng casually folded his right leg on top of his left leg, and listened quietly with narrowed eyes as Bai Qi continued to speak.
"I really like the rock music he sings - he sings really well..."

Bai Qi was talking to himself, and he didn't notice the hint of a smile on Ying Zheng's lips. After that, Ying Zheng tightened his lips and pretended not to care.
"Is your idol that perfect in your eyes? Is he really that good at singing?"

Bai Qi is naturally not stupid, he knew that Ying Zheng's words had something to say, so he stopped praising idols embarrassingly, and stopped talking in a sensible manner.
"Mobile phone. Bring it here."

Ying Zheng took Bai Qi's phone, turned up the volume, and closed his eyes to listen to the rock music playing from the phone.
"Which one is better, your idol or mine?"

Oh. Another fatal question.
It's like asking "Who do you save when the goddess and girlfriend fall into the water?" It's as difficult to choose.
"Of course Ah Zheng is good."

Bai Qi knew that his young master was arrogant and jealous, so he followed Ying Zheng's meaning.
"Idol is not as good as Ah Zheng."

Ying Zhengwu leaned closer to Bai Qi, took out his mobile phone and called up a video for him to watch.
The video is a rock performance of "Judgment of Kings".
"For the sake of your obedience, let me tell you a secret mercifully—"

"The king's trial is me."

Bai Qi never thought that the idol he was thinking of was actually Ying Zheng. Ying Zheng had never sung rock and roll in front of him, so Bai Qi didn't recognize it.
"Surprised or not? Huh? I'm better or an idol?"

Ying Zheng stretched out his hand and squeezed Bai Qi's jaw, his obsidian eyes were as deep as well water, making it hard to figure out.
"A Zheng is as good as an idol——"

"A Zheng is my idol——"

……

Han Lu. "Hate."

"I hate you."

"I hate you forever."

"Han Zhongyan."
.
He is the special envoy of the Holy See, living under the bright and bright sunshine, protecting all living beings for the Holy See.
And she is a vampire girl taken in by the Pope. She lives in endless darkness and is despised by the world.
The adopted Luna didn't know her identity at first, but everyone in the Holy See knew that she was a vampire—because she was adopted by the Pope, it seemed unreasonable to drive her away.
People from the Holy See always looked at Luna with malice and disdain in their eyes. Luna, who was immature in mind, didn't know what to ask, but she also learned some things from other people's chirping.
"Ashin... Tell me, am I really a vampire?"

Luna didn't believe that she was the child of a vampire who was fighting against the Holy See, so she asked Han Xin, the special envoy who had been taking care of her wholeheartedly. Han Xin slowly broke away the girl's hand that was holding her sleeve, and then lied without changing his face .
"no."

Vampires are indeed heinous, but children are innocent.
Han Xin didn't want Luna to know her true identity prematurely, and spreading the word would damage the reputation of the Holy See.
"But they all say I'm a vampire...they all look down on me—"

"Stop talking. You just have to have a clear conscience."

Han Xin stretched out his fingers against Luna's soft lips, and abruptly stopped what she wanted to say next. He didn't want to explain too much to Luna.
On that day, the vampires fought a large-scale war with the Holy See. As a special envoy, Han Xin took the lead to fight on the battlefield.
"I can help too... Ashin..."

The girl holding the umbrella looked at Han Xin steadfastly. But Han Xin looked at her eyes with more suspicion and suspicion.
Han Xin had long wondered whether Luna might be an undercover agent sent by a vampire. After all, it is impossible for the Pope to take in a vampire.
This vampire's attack allowed him to further prove his conjecture. It's just that there is no definite evidence.
"Don't go. You just stay here. Don't go anywhere."

If something happened to Luna, the Pope would blame her. Besides, wouldn't it be detrimental to the Holy See if she was allowed to return to the vampires?
"Are you doubting me...? Ashin?"

Luna stared blankly at Han Xin's retreating figure, her eyes gradually blurred by tears.
You say I'm not a vampire, but why don't you trust me...?
So all the good things you did to me before were just for show?
When the person you love the most ruthlessly abandons you, but you still have to pretend not to care - it is also a very painful thing.
"I hate you. Han Zhongyan."

The disheartened Luna no longer wants to stay in the Holy See, she resolutely joins the vampire and returns to the vampire's lair.
When we met again, it was already a gold and iron horse, and the wind was jittery.
"You are indeed an undercover agent sent by a vampire. I really misjudged you at that time."

With a cold face, Han Xin mercilessly raised his gun and stabbed at the girl who used to live in the Holy See. Luna clasped Han Xin's wrist with her backhand, and put an umbrella against his chin.
"I hate you. I hate you for abandoning me. I hate you for doubting me."

If you had trusted me more, maybe I wouldn't have...

It's a pity that everything will never happen again.
Too bad there is no if.
……

Xingming. "On the despair of an astrologer teacher."

Yi Xing's homeroom teacher is a chemistry teacher named Ming Shiyin—a very rare surname. According to people familiar with the matter, this chemistry teacher seems to know some kind of astrology, and can predict what will happen in the future, so...

"Student Yixing, come to my office after class."

Ming Shiyin took half of the chalk end and wrote down a long series of chemical equations on the blackboard. After blowing away the chalk dust, he said to Yi Xing who was sitting in the corner taking notes.
Yi Xing's hands froze when he took notes. He didn't finish his chemistry homework today, and he didn't finish the chemical equation he punished himself to copy. He won't find out, right...?Although Ming Shiyin is said to be able to divination, after all, no one has tried it himself.
"Are you confessing yourself, or let me tell you?"

Ming Shiyin went to his desk, made a cup of tea and looked at Yi Xing who was standing straight.
Yi Xing lowered his eyes and said nothing. He actually wanted to know whether Ming Shiyin's ability to divine was a rumor. That's why he remained silent.
"If you don't know. Then I will tell you."

Ming Shiyin fiddled with the peony flowers on the table, and then listed things like Yi Xing didn't write a review, didn't write a chemical equation, didn't finish his homework, etc.
It seems that Ming Shiyin’s fortune telling is not a rumor...

Yi Xing didn't know how to explain it. He had only been studying Go these days, and these trivial matters were forgotten by him.
"That...Mr. Ming...Xing...Xing is studying backgammon recently, so Xing...Xing...Xing didn't do it on purpose...Xing will make up the homework..."

For a while, Yixing was also very helpless. He has always been a good boy who followed the rules and didn't like to talk back to the teacher. So he gently pulled the corner of his clothes, and apologized with his lips whispering.
"Gobang? You like backgammon too?"

Yi Xing said a lot of things with trepidation, but Ming Shiyin only grasped one important point——Yi Xing is currently studying backgammon. It just so happens that Ming Shiyin is also a chess player who likes to play chess. People with the same hobbies will naturally have the same topic.
"Yes. Xing likes playing backgammon very much. Does Teacher Ming like it too?"

Ming Shiyin pointed to the empty space opposite, and motioned for Yi Xing to sit down. Then he opened the drawer with a swish, and took out the chessboard inside.
"In this way, if you beat me, I don't care about it. How about it?"

This deal is naturally very cost-effective, but it is not so easy to win Ming Shiyin. Yixing holds black pieces, and Ming Shiyin holds white pieces.
On the clear black and white chessboard, the advantage has clearly favored the white pieces. Yixing's brows furrowed involuntarily, and the hand holding the pieces trembled involuntarily.
Ming Shiyin thought that Yi Xing felt cold, so he took the remote control to turn on the air conditioner.
The warm wind blows Yixing's mind a little bit, he puts a chess piece in a place that he thinks is very accurate.
However, Ming Shiyin saw the flaws in the chessboard at a glance, raised his lips and smiled faintly, and placed the chess pieces on the chessboard, and the five pieces just connected in a straight line.
Five sons in a row.
"Teacher Ming is really powerful. Xing just admit defeat."

Yixing imitated the literati in the TV series and bowed respectfully to Ming Shiyin.
"Then...the star—"

Yi Xing held Ming Shiyin's chin with both hands, and solemnly kissed him on the lips, like a dragonfly touching water.
"Give your heart to Teacher Ming as self-punishment."

(End of this chapter)