Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

After the King of Hejian came to Beijing to plead guilty, he was finally placed under house arrest in Kyoto.

Every five years, a group of people who rebelled against the king were defeated, and were gradually eroded away like a silent spring rain.

The national destiny of Dongsheng Kingdom is getting stronger and stronger, and there is a faint tendency of singing and dancing to bring peace.

An old man knelt in front of the dragon chair and recited a confession. After he finished reading, he remained silent and waited for the trial.

Emperor Dongsheng did not speak, but the goddess sitting next to him, Queen Dongsheng, lightly opened her red lips:

"You are the last rebel king. Before you, all the rebel kings have taken the initiative to go to Beijing to plead guilty. Why do you have to wait until today?"

The old man was silent for a few breaths and then slowly spoke:

"If it weren't for those hidden guards, I might not have a chance of winning. Even if I were to lose, they would at least last me until I was laid to rest.

After I die, everything in this world will have nothing to do with me. Who will care about who wins and who loses? "

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty looked at him angrily.

This person's idea is simple.

He was lucky and wanted to be the king and hegemony until his life span was exhausted. As for what would happen next, he didn't even think about it.

"After I die... why do I care about the flood?"

The goddess whispered to herself: "That gentleman was indeed right. From the beginning, you never wanted to be emperor. You fought one battle after another, but it was just because you didn't want to give up the good life you have now.

If you are used to extravagance, how can you be willing to live in poverty? "

"Goddess, how do you deal with the old man?"

The old man suddenly raised his head and looked directly at the goddess.

He saw that the goddess's hair was already a little gray.

The other party's age... isn't too young either.

But he never thought that one day, Dongsheng would be revived in the hands of a woman.

"Logically speaking, you should be under house arrest in Kyoto like King Hejian and others, and still have good food and drink."

The goddess smiled: "But you are the last one to come to Beijing to plead guilty, so naturally you cannot get the same treatment as them.

If so, how will the world view your actions in the future?

Therefore, I grant you death and kill everyone in your family. "

"What!?"

The old man took a deep breath and stared at the goddess in disbelief.

The whole family was slaughtered! ?

If he had known that this visit to Beijing would end like this, he would rather die on the battlefield!

The guards came forward to take him away, but the old man showed unwillingness and roared:

"I want to die and I want to know where the leader of the Hidden Guard is! I want to see him!

If these hidden guards hadn't been working secretly over the years, how could the various rebel kings have been defeated so quickly! "

He hates it!

If those rebel kings are not defeated, he can still use the excuse of being a prince to continue to be his earth emperor!

How could he end up like this? ?

The goddess just looked at the old man with a sneer on her face, did not respond to his words, and waved her hand:

"Take it down."

A few days later, with the conferment of the head of the last rebel king, the separatist forces of Dongsheng Kingdom were recovered one by one, and the whole country celebrated.

The goddess came to a small courtyard and saw two figures playing chess in the courtyard from a distance.

"Sir, your chess game... isn't very good. I won again."

"Including this round, I have defeated you three thousand four hundred and twenty-two rounds."

"Come on, let's have another round."

The goddess smiled slightly and walked to the two of them to watch the battle.

When the peripheral vision fell on the faces of the two people, they couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

The gentleman from before is still the same as before.

But the little girl back then is now getting older.

The only thing that hasn't changed is that Mr. is still so calm.

The little girl is still as out of control as before.

"Who would have thought that all the hidden guards in the world were created by her."

The goddess sighed in her heart, then pointed at the chessboard and reminded:

"Mr. Fang, you can't go this way, you have to go that way."

"A true gentleman watches the chess game without speaking!"

Xiaoyu raised her head and glared at Tiannu.

The goddess smiled and said, "I am not a gentleman."

She felt helpless. Both of them were bad chess players, but this gentleman's chess skills were particularly bad. Compared with his methods, they were two extremes.

"It's okay if you don't play this chess game."

Fang Chen turned over the chessboard with some sigh.

When Xiaoyu saw this, he immediately said angrily: "Sir, are you cheating?"

Fang Chen ignored her and looked at the goddess:

"Has the last rebel king been killed?"

"killed."

The goddess nodded slightly: "That's why I came here to tell you that all of Dongsheng's territory has been recovered."

"So fast? I thought he could last a little longer."

Xiaoyu smiled, then took out a token from her arms and threw it to the goddess.

"This is?"

The goddess took the token and her expression changed.

"With this jade token, the world's hidden guards are at your disposal."

Xiaoyu smiled.

"Do you think I'm good at flying birds and being good at bow hiding?"

The goddess was silent for a few moments and then smiled.

"It's not that I don't think so, but will your civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty be afraid of the Yinwei Division?

My husband also told me that it is better to be more conscious as a person. I founded the Yinwei Department also to confirm the method taught by my husband.

Now that the matter is done, I will leave it to you consciously. As for my husband and I, of course we will start to truly travel around the world. "

Xiaoyu said slightly mischievously: "In the past few years, I have grown old, but my husband has not aged. I'm afraid that if I don't leave now, I won't be able to accompany my husband in the future."

"Where to go first?"

Fang Chen smiled.

"Taohua Village, I haven't gone back to see my mother for many years."

Xiaoyu smiled.

The next day, on the high wall of the deep palace, a figure stood high, looking at the two retreating figures from a distance, with a touch of envy in his eyes.

When the two disappeared from sight, the goddess sighed softly, turned and left.

She knew that after this farewell, she might never see these two again.

In Peach Blossom Village, the peach blossoms blooming all over the mountains are very beautiful. Since that incident decades ago, this place has become a must-visit place for many literati and poets.

What was once a small village is now more prosperous than the county government.

Li Dazui moved a bench and sat in front of the wine shop. He glanced at his grandson who was busy doing something, then he chuckled and enjoyed the street view leisurely.

Suddenly, he saw two figures coming from a distance, which gave him a very familiar feeling.

Li Dazui rubbed his eyes, then stood up and faced him in disbelief.

"Mr. Fang?"

He couldn't believe his eyes. Why didn't the person in front of him change at all?

He was about to enter the grave, but the other party was still in his prime and in his twenties.

"Shopkeeper Li, are you getting stronger with old age?"

Fang Chen smiled.

"It's really Mr. Fang!"

Shopkeeper Li was a little excited.

The two chatted for a few words, and then he watched Fang Chen and the others leave.

"Hey, why don't I have the guts to ask why Mr. Fang never grows old..."

Shopkeeper Li shook his head and sighed.

Returning to Taohua Village, Fang Chen and Xiaoyu stayed here temporarily.

More than ten years later, Xiaoyu sent away the aging Li Meiyan.

A few years later, her eldest sister fell ill and passed away first.

Her brother-in-law Xu Tianhuan also died a few years later, seemingly in depression.

Since Li Meiyan passed away, Fang Chen and Xiaoyu would go out for sightseeing from time to time and come back in three to five years.

Unknowingly, several of her older sisters also passed away one after another.

Even Xiaoyu herself has turned gray-haired.

"Even if one has a natural talent for martial arts, it will never be able to withstand the sword of time."

Xiaoyu stood by a lake, glanced at her reflection, and couldn't help but sigh.

She looked at Fang Chen beside her and said softly:

"Sir, are you an immortal or a human?"