Return after rebirth and subvert the business legend

Gu Mingyuan was heartbroken. Looking at that face, he smiled and shed tears again.

He and his brother were originally very happy, with lovers and children.

However, because of those two women, because of their viciousness.

His daughters, his nephews and nieces were all killed before they were born.

His sister-in-law, his wife, lost her life and will never come back.

Three years later

After he and Gu Mingheng killed Zuo Linger and Wen Yuyan, they committed suicide in front of Ye Fangfang and Ye Tiantian's grave.

Qingmeng's soul gradually drifted away from the hospital and towards the underworld. She straightened up and stood beside the Sansheng Stone, feeling very complicated.

The reluctance and heartache when she turned into Ye Fangfang were intertwined with helplessness. She subconsciously stopped beside the Sansheng Stone, waved her hand, and carved two names: "Ye Fangfang, Gu Mingheng."

She frowned and sneered when she thought of the causes of abortion in the mortal world.

Ruoqing, Ruoyu, I didn't deal with you for the sake of Red Emperor before, but now, you are attacking my child, which is very good.

As for Tiantian, that is, Qingzin, she believes that she will not let Ruoqingruoyu go.

After waiting for a while, she saw Qingxin, who accompanied her to take away her true body and fly to heaven.

Heaven, in the main hall

Qingmeng returned to the Heavenly Palace, changed her clothes and went to pay homage to the Emperor of Heaven with Qingxin.

They walked up to the Emperor of Heaven and said, "Father, we are back and have been promoted to gods."

After curtsying, the Emperor of Heaven smiled: "Good boy, get up soon. The two gods of war and Qingru will also get up soon, right?"

"Yes."

"Then take a good rest for two days. If you have any grievances, remember to tell your father."

"Okay, I'll take my leave." Qingmeng Qingxin bowed again and went back to the dormitory.

Qingmeng is actually very tired. She doesn't dare to face Xuanchen and Gu Mingheng now, and she doesn't know how to face them.

She is the direct daughter-in-law of the heaven, with noble status and powerful magic power, while Xuan Chen is the god of war in the heaven world, aloof, with the highest magic power in the six realms, and does not give anyone, including the Emperor of Heaven, face.

He only protects the safety of the heaven and handles official business. He never has other thoughts, so Tianjun doesn't guard against him. After all, Xuanchen Xuanqing has strong magic power, and Tiandi is old after all. If he really wants to fight, he may not be able to defeat him. .

Qing Meng Qing Xin also has very high mana, but if they really fight, they may only be able to achieve a draw.

Qing dreamed of the mortal world, with a trace of reluctance flashing in his eyes.

Three days later, Qingru also came back, as did Xuanchen and Xuanqing. Qingxin wanted to go see her brother with Qingmeng, but because Xuanchen and Xuanqing were also there, they didn't go.

Qingmeng was in a bad mood, so she decided to go for a walk.

It's really annoying if it's clear or rainy.

They killed her child and finally made her lose her life. One day, when she recovered, she would settle the accounts.

Qingmeng got up after dinner, planning to take a walk in the heaven.

Eating is just eating, and there are so many things to pay attention to.

Looking around, he saw a dozen brothers from the escort agency, all of whom were exhausted and resting against the big tree. He was also helpless.

This time, they escorted the young master from the Central Plains to the deserted island. A total of one hundred brothers from the escort agency were dispatched, most of whom were capable of three levels or above. From planning, lurking, supporting, and breaking out, a total of half of the troops were lost.

Those brothers who followed him through life and death were all close associates of the escort agency. It was a pity and helplessness to die in a foreign land before their bodies were cold.

After successfully escorting the young master out of the Central Plains this time, he decided to go back to his tribe and ask his father for a little more pension to comfort the families of the deceased.

With this thought in mind, he turned over the venison, cut a thin piece of meat with the dagger in his hand, and tasted it lightly. It felt pretty good, and he was about to give it to the young master to eat.

A brother behind him suddenly opened his eyes, jumped down from a tree, quickly came to his side, lowered his head and spoke softly.

"Boss Chai, I feel something is wrong. There is a smell of blood around..."

When he heard the words, he was startled and understood instantly, and the lingering pursuers followed him again.

He nodded, began to think about the retreat plan, and summoned everyone to prepare for battle, "Yun Hai, you two brothers and sisters will retreat first with Master Feng, and the rest of us will hold off the Jin Yiwei!"

"This... is too dangerous. It's better for me to stay and help everyone escape together!" Yunhai was unwilling to give up on his brothers.

"Stop talking so much nonsense. It's too late. Hurry up and retreat. We will cover you." Boss Chai gave the order very decisively without any unnecessary nonsense.

"Okay, Mr. Chai, please take care!" Yunhai saw many warriors wearing golden armor appearing around him, and he already knew that he was surrounded this time.

Without any extra nostalgia, he directly arranged for his sister Yun Qing to pull Master Feng and quickly run to the carriage next to him.

"Qing'er, hurry up and get Master Feng into the car, the enemy is catching up!"

He stepped on the wooden cart, whipped his horse, shouted angrily, and the horse began to gallop rapidly.

Boss Chai looked at the Yun brothers and sisters and successfully pulled Young Master Feng onto the carriage. He immediately pulled out his waist knife and began to encourage others.

"Remaining brothers, if the escorts are there and the others are dead, let us all cover the retreat of the carriage. Are you afraid of death?"

The dozen or so members of the Escort Bureau who quickly gathered around were immediately ignited. They all pulled out their waist knives and shouted, "Don't be afraid, we will defend the honor of the Escort Bureau to the death!"

Soon, the carriage quickly chose a direction, and Yunhai drove the two Jinyiwei soldiers away and left from the gap.

"Chase separately, don't let the protons leave the border of the Central Plains!" The captain led by the Jin Yiwei understood their intentions and gave the order directly.

There were a large number of them, more than fifty people. After receiving the order, they quickly divided into two groups. More than twenty people rode on tall horses and disappeared into the night.

The remaining twenty or so people took out their crossbows, equipped them with arrows, and started shooting.

"No, the arrows are poisonous. Please avoid them and fight them as close as possible! As the sound of the piano got closer and closer, the carriage slowly stopped. Yunhai, who was driving, had a solemn expression and softly said a few words. word.

"The sound of the musical instrument is wonderful, and life and death are boundless!"

The road ahead was blocked, and a ten-horse carriage suddenly appeared. The wooden house on the carriage was very luxuriously decorated, inlaid with gold and jade.

In front of the carriage, there are more than a dozen young girls with graceful figures, dressed in Western costumes, dancing with light gauze, and their charm is enough to enchant all living beings.

And in the carriage, there are red tents and green vines, dim lights dotted with candlelight, autumn shadows and dark moon bends,

Horses ride on the hills and waves wash over the sand.

The drunken moonlight is charming eyes,

Delicious meat and a full belly.

"The location we are in at this time is very consistent with the current artistic conception. Brother Chai, what do you think of these sentences?"

In the autumn mood, under a crescent moon, on the sparkling lake, a young man was asking a middle-aged man how he felt about the poem he had just composed.

The surrounding bonfire was burning brightly, and a fresh deer was roasting on it.