Useless

Two clean.

"The tide is rising," Tu Su leaned forward to observe the position of the ship's waterline, "There are still 10 minutes at most."

Ye Lingzhen anxiously put her hands around her mouth and shouted towards Xia Yi who was on the cliff: "Your Highness—"

"I'm not afraid of water, I'll come after you when it's no different." Xia Yi's intermittent words were mixed with the sound of electric current, "Go first."

"How can this be done?! Your Highness, please focus on the overall situation!" Ye Lingzhen turned to Tu Su for help.

Tu Suli nodded, took a gun and made a gesture to jump off the side: "I'll go."

"Here we come!" Wu Zhuoyi, who kept looking around, suddenly shouted, "It's no different that Junior Brother is back!"

Xia Yi never thought that one day Le Wuyi would be associated with the iron-blooded term "warrior".

Like an unowned ghost born from the ruins, Le Wuyi dragged Han Guang unconsciously, step by step, slowly walked up the cliff, his face was covered with ashes and bloodstains on the left and right, and the cold rainwater poured down on his head like a waterfall , A lingering white mist formed around him.The sunlight disappeared from his eyes, and there was only blood and exhaustion left in the redness.

"... Are they all dead?" Le Wuyi swept across the messy battlefield indifferently, "Their people?"

Xia Yi nodded heavily.

"They're all dead..." Le Wuyi repeated absent-mindedly, his suddenly relaxed mind was engulfed by the spiritual power in the stardust, and he rushed into the natal chart that had never appeared before. He struggled to find Xia Yi among the fragments of the funeral. Ze Ze's figure, "Can all of this... really end?"

The crowd hurriedly pulled Xia Le and the two onto the deck, and urged the command room to dispatch the ship to return.

Xia Yi took the umbrella with one hand and put it on Le Wuyi's head, and patted Le Wuyi's trembling shoulder with the other hand: "It's over, it's over."

Among the bustling crowd, Le Wuyi stretched out his hand in a daze, and the bean-sized raindrops hit his skin heavily. It was cold and hot, and the pain along the nerves in his hand went all the way to his heart.

The waves are as flat as a mirror, and the water and the sky are the same color. During the last few hours of flat tide before Longhuitou appeared, the fleet finally arrived at the military No. [-] port of Qinglong Town.

Regardless of the government's repeated dissuasion, the people and media who came after hearing the news crowded on the high platform holding flowers and banners, excitedly welcoming the coalition forces returning from the victory.

Ye Hai looked at the clear sky and the joyful crowd, and smiled at Xia Yi: "They should all come spontaneously to greet His Highness in triumph."

Xia Yi did not speak, his eyes were calm and far away under the slightly drooping eyelashes.

The fleet entered the port quickly and orderly, and the Chang'an ship carrying Shaoshu Palace and the commander's team was the first to dock.Shouts like a tsunami roared like thunder, almost giving people the illusion that Longhuihui arrived ahead of schedule.

Amid the deafening noise, Xia Yi stepped onto the gangway with a decent smile on his face, and the flashing lights one after another almost turned the early morning into a scorching noon.

"Your Highness, wait!" At the last moment when Xia Yi was about to step on the gangway, Ye Hai, relying on his sixth sense that he had worked in BPI for many years, was keenly aware of the undercurrent of malicious intentions in the crowd.

However, Xia Yi has already stepped forward.

boom--!

After the muffled sound, blood slowly gushed out from the wound, staining the straight dress red.

"Ah!!" "Someone is shooting! Help!!"

"There are assassins! Escort! Escort!" "Protect Shaoshu Palace!!" "Secret the scene!!"

Xia Yi hugged Le Wuyi tightly, his palms were all sticky: "Wuyi!"

"Yi Ze, look, the rain has stopped..." The moment before the triumphant return, Le Wuyi closed his eyes amidst the exclamation of the crowd and the pool of warm blood.

Chapter 98

Li Yan squinted his eyes, looking up at the main altar bathed in the scorching sun, watching the scarlet carpet stretching down from the snow-colored high steps hundreds of meters long, like a meandering river of fire flowing in the vast snowfield, falling at his feet.The hem of the gown with golden tassels brushed across the carpet as he walked, creating invisible ripples on the curly pile.

The officials and people watching the ceremony watched eagerly at the young prince of the empire, hoping with joy that the young man in front of him could lead them to restore the glory of the ancient mountains and rivers that had been struggling after being destroyed by the war.Media reporters seized the best spot to watch the ceremony early in the morning. Since Li Yan got out of the car, the flashing lights and the sound of shutters have not stopped for a moment, forcibly igniting another sea of ​​sparkling light and sound in the fiery summer.

Step by step, the breeze that blows is hotter, and step by step, the supreme position is closer.Li Yan's face was calm and solemn, and in the midday sun, it showed more and more resolute lines like a chiseled knife.The pupils hidden under the eyelashes are soaked by time, as silent as a long black night, as deep as a deep valley, and they are more shrewd, deeper, and more like the appearance of the prince of the country——

They are no longer young.

The human heart is too small, so that if you want to get something, you have to discard many other things, Li Yan thought with self-deprecation.He walked past the applause and cameras, cheers and flowers without turning his eyes. In the short blink of an eye, all the past events that happened over the years turned into a torrential rain, crashing in front of his eyes.

From the germination of the mind to the settlement of the dust, the time that passes seems to be only a moment, and it seems to last a lifetime.

So from a certain point of view, time is a relative concept, not absolute, because everyone only walks on their own time axis throughout their lives, and only feels their own time throughout their lives.There are tens of thousands of axes in the universe, which converge and separate, but no two can completely overlap.

You can never be my home, dear traveler.

The sentences extracted from the dusty collection of poems were clearly engraved in Shen Ye's mind at this moment.He walked slowly through the ceremonial hall that was on the verge of collapse. The hanging vines had long withered and withered, and the powder from the top floor partitions was floating in succession, staining his hair and eyebrows, which was the color of frost and snow for many years.However, in this time travel with an unknown ending, Shen Ye will not grow old.He will stay in the moment of saying goodbye to everyone for a long time, and the time abandoned behind him is like soap bubbles pulled by a child in the wind, lingering and protracted, as if there is no end to it.

The ground carved with complicated patterns was covered with thick dust, only faintly showing traces of the past.Shen Ye's footsteps landed on it, leaving a line of lonely and relentless footprints.

The Yuque Palace has been silent for a long time, and has been alone since ancient times.

The violent shaking made the falling dust condense into a shadowy figure, standing silently on both sides of the trail.Shen Ye's eyes couldn't help but deviate, trying to find traces of the old man in those blurred outlines.In a trance, he saw Chi Xiao, Yu Feng, Feng Ya, Tong Tong, Hua Yue, Cang Ming... He even felt that he saw Xiao Xi, and they all read from his memory one by one. Go out, or say goodbye to him indifferently or affectionately, or wish him a good journey falsely or sincerely.

The mechanism on the main altar rattled, about to send him to the final shuttle machine.Shen Ye suddenly turned his head at the last moment of leaving, his gaze pierced through the hazy sea of ​​people, and firmly locked on a certain position that was imprinted deep in his mind.

He saw-

Those pupils were filled with pure joy and trust, as if the sunshine all over the sky had melted into them.

Away from the crowd, Li Yan and Le Wuyi exchanged a heart-to-heart smile, and he quietly lowered his eyes, giving birth to a faint and imperceptible joy.

He has finally regained what he deserved, and he will get more in the future. He is no longer the weak Shaoshu Palace who is at the mercy of others, but the hottest crown prince who has attracted much attention.One day, this splendor will be owned by him, used by him, and controlled by him.He stood on the supreme position of power, and his eyes were soured by the imaginary bitter wind.

The clear sunlight hit the pendant in front of the crown, reflecting colorful light, and everything in front of us seemed unreal.One of them followed the procedure meticulously to deliver the acceptance speech, while the other stood at the bottom of the steps, looking at the newly promoted heir apparent.

The bustling and bustling ones are blocked by the golden fence tied with red flannelette, far away from the towering jade steps.Under the steps, he suddenly turned around and only saw his own shadow.Slender and lonely, nestled at his feet.The faces around him couldn't be seen clearly, only a whirlwind of frenzied and joyful emotions enveloped him, and he felt inexplicably cold in the scorching heat wave.

Listening to his own strange voice, he calmly recited the manuscript, and thanked the guests in a tactful manner.When he let go of the microphone, he said his last thanks from the bottom of his heart.

Thank you, and Xia Yi... goodbye.

"Goodbye." Shen Ye said silently, and started the escape procedure. The main power system of LY827 was shut down, and the spaceship disintegrated instantly, and a brilliant spark bloomed in the vast galaxy.However, Shen Ye was invisible, and the shuttle machine carrying him continued to accelerate, leaving all this far behind.

From the long past to the present, in fact no one has been able to see the true face of the "gray way" in theory.

Shen Ye stood on the watchtower, with endless darkness spreading behind him, and in front of him, which could barely be touched by his sight, was a light as bright as the eternal day.At this moment, he finally couldn't turn his head back, the gravitational force of the gray way was like a greedy vortex, tightly grabbing this precious prey.

The howling air continuously hits the hard-moving cabin, and the distant light seems to become a line of lamp shadows outside the window of the speeding car, blurred and ambiguous.

The sound of the moon lay quietly on the console, the flickering lights fell on its mottled and unsmooth surface, dim and hot, icy cold