The King of Beasts smiles but does not speak [Shan Hai Jing]

When Yan Zhizhi, the lord of Xiangsu, met Taifeng, the number one general under his command, both of them were just tuanzi.

At that time, Tuanzi Yanzhi, who was separated from his family, and Taifeng, who escaped from his home, reunited on an extremely ordinary night.

It's just that the meeting of two dumplings who can't take care of themselves is really not normal.

It's even a little ridiculous.

Taifeng did indeed laugh.

Yan Zhizhi looked at the corners of Taifeng's mouth that seemed to be raised, and was very emotional: "It's really rare to see a dumpling that starts from the mouth first. It seems that you want to take the road of counselor?"

Tai Feng paused for a while, and was extremely puzzled: "Isn't it for eating?"

Yan Zhizhi: "..."

Serving life and death, fighting side by side.

Naturally, there have been differences of opinion, but they have never deviated from each other, let alone separated.

Not to mention, the first time we parted was a farewell forever.

Ye Qifeng rushed back to Xiangsu panting, but his former comrades had been reduced to a handful of ashes.

According to the rules of spirit beasts, as long as the body dies, it will return to dust and be turned into ashes.

So the scene in front of him was expected, but Ye Qifeng was still stunned for a moment.

Spirit beasts are brave, and he and Taifeng are especially outstanding among them.Here, he fought with Yan Zhizhi for a hundred years, and he almost never lost, so he never thought that he would guard the opponent's body.

It's just that on the way, the Lord, who he was more worried about, seemed to be much calmer than he imagined.

Yan Zhizhi just quietly looked at the vessel containing Taifeng's ashes, silent for a long time.

After a long time, the Master of Xiangsu finally turned around, but his face was as calm as ever.

"I heard that you defeated Qingman and even killed Qingman's princess."

Ye Qifeng didn't know why Yan Zhizhi suddenly mentioned this, and hurriedly cupped his hands: "Of course. But..."

But because of his reckless behavior, the Lord of Qingman awakened the ability of "transformation", which not only forced him to retreat, but maybe because of this, they lost Taifeng...

"Don't blame yourself." Yan Zhizhi said softly, "It was my idea to go to Qingman, and it was also my idea to make a breakthrough from Princess Qingman."

Ye Qifeng couldn't hide his guilt: "But you didn't tell me to kill Princess Qingman, my servant..."

Yan Zhizhi put the container back on the sacrificial altar and shook his head: "You didn't kill it, I know it. It was Taotie."

Now that the Lord of Qingman has awakened and transformed into form, Qingman is no longer the Qingman they could despise before.

Now that Taotie is dead, the vengeance of the Green Barbarian Lord will never simply disappear like this.

Xiangsu or Zhuyao must fight Qingman.

Ye Qifeng tried his best to withdraw his gaze from the sacrificial altar: "My lord, shall we continue to join hands with Zhu Yao?"

It was because of Zhuyao's gluttony that they brought Xiangsu into the current deadlock. It would be absolutely impossible to say that Ye Qifeng had no grudges.

But he himself knew that he had something to do with this matter that he couldn't escape.

Killing innocent people without authorization, such a cruel thing, I should have organized it, but...

But he turned a blind eye.

In the eyes of the Qingman lord, what is the difference between him and the Taotie who personally killed Princess Qingman.

Yan Zhizhi looked at Ye Qifeng's tangled appearance, and smiled lightly: "Are you scared?"

Ye Qifeng was taken aback: "Afraid?"

Kill God.

The world-renowned Xiangsu general will be afraid of turning into a snake?

How could he be afraid!

......He just clearly knew that Xiang Su couldn't afford to lose.

"Although I used to say, don't regret it." Yan Zhizhi's voice paused, as if trying to hide some strange feelings that made him look a little weak, "But now, I really regret it."

If he had known that Tai Feng would leave him so early.

I knew this person would die before me.

Back then, he would never have brought Taifeng back to Xiangsulai.

He would rather that the spirit beast wandered all over the world, eating wind and sleeping dew like it was in the beginning.

He would rather not have known him.

But it's too late to say this now.

"Ye Qifeng." Yan Zhizhi heaved a long sigh, but finally revealed a trace of confusion in his voice, "I don't want to regret it anymore, at least, I hope you can live."

Ye Qifeng was at a loss because of Yan Zhizhi's sudden words: "What does the lord mean?"

Yan Zhizhi's gaze returned gently to the sacrificial altar.

He seemed to have finally made up his mind, but also seemed relieved: "I don't want to be the lord of the world anymore, and I don't want to chase after the hegemony of the world anymore."

Ye Qifeng thought about many possibilities, but he didn't think about this one.

Yanzhi is the hereditary lord, and his father is the lord of Xiangsu in the previous generation. He is brave and good at fighting, and has always wanted to unify the world as his long-cherished wish.

And Yan Zhizhi never let his father and subjects down.

But now he said he was going to give up?And it was only because of the death of a courtier?

Ye Qifeng frowned, and said decisively: "How can the Lord be willful at this time?"

"Willful?" Yan Zhizhi shook his head feebly, "We have no other way, right? The current Lord of Jiuming has both strategy and extremely high spiritual power, and now he has two allies, Qingman and Xuanning. So strong, like a god, it is not easy for us to turn around."

Ye Qifeng said: "But these three parties came together for the sake of interests. Jiu Ming was the lord of the world at that time, and Qing Man and Xuan Ning must be afraid of him. How can this alliance be flawless and indestructible?"

Yan Zhizhi knelt down beside Zhuo's case in desperation: "But when they have the so-called 'flaws' and 'omissions', we are gone. And Zhuyao lost Taotie again, and this time the strength is also greatly damaged. Even if we How can the two sides unite, and how can they defeat the continuous attack of Jiu Ming and other Wang Yu?"

Ye Qifeng put his hand lightly on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and the pearl hanging on the hilt shone coldly.

"My lord, in this world, Zhu Yao is not the only king domain who can be an ally."

Yan Zhizhi's distressed expression paused, and then he raised his eyes in surprise: "You mean..." He thought for a while, then shook his head helplessly, "Impossible, that family already intends to hide from the world, and just wants to be trapped Wang Yu, if you don't want to attack outside, how can you ally with us?"

Ye Qifeng disagreed: "Under the overturned nest, how can there be any eggs. If Jiu Ming really wiped out us and Zhuyao, how can they escape unscathed? Besides, there are no 'hermits' in this world. If they really don't love fighting, why did they take advantage of the chaos to divide Jiuming with our ancestors?"

Suddenly it was dark outside the window.

Amidst the gloom and mist, another torrential rain that has already sounded the drums of war is approaching.

The fallen leaves turned three times in the gust of wind, and Yan Zhizhi finally raised his head.

"Then... you go and try."

Ye Qifeng felt relieved: "Here, I know."

***

It's almost autumn, the weather is getting cooler, and the green leaves are turning yellow with time.

In the dark afterglow, someone stepped on the fallen leaves, and drew a beautiful sword flower with the long sword in his hand.

"It's really unfair. You said that you don't work hard every day. How can you still improve so fast?"

The young man looked at the sword dancer angrily, and immediately swallowed the sugar figurine in his hand.

The sword dancer retracted his sword and turned around, instead of looking annoyed, there was a hint of a smile on his face: "Ying Zhao, if you can use the kung fu of watching me dance sword to practice martial arts, you will have surpassed me long ago."

The young man called Yingzhao suddenly looked downcast: "It's good that it's really like this, there is really no way for things like talent..."

"In terms of talent, have you heard of Jiu Ming?"

Ying Zhaokuang nodded: "It is said that his appearance is beautiful, which is rare in the world. I don't know how powerful it is! Jiu Ming Wang Yu is really serious now."

The sword dancer smiled, "It doesn't matter what they do, as long as they don't provoke us."

"Unfortunately, we are afraid that we will not be able to protect ourselves wisely."

A soft and calm voice came from the house, the owner of the voice walked around the corridor, and the bell hanging on the corridor jingled.

The sword dancer and Yingzhao bowed their heads when they heard the words, "My lord."

The man called the Lord is the Lord of the Yinling King Domain.The name is Mingwei, and the name is Dijiang.

He was dressed in an aqua blue gown, which was softer in the light and shadow of the dusk, and his handsome face was more beautiful than jade, and it was extraordinarily gentle.

The name of the person who danced the sword just now is Luoshu, and his name is Yingyu.At this time, the sword has been retracted into the scabbard, with a cautious expression on his face: "My lord, you just said..."

Ming Wei sighed: "I told you, don't stay in the house all the time, you should go out for a walk occasionally. Many things happened in the past two days, Qingman's princess died, Zhuyao's Taotie died. And that Taifeng from Xiangsu...is dead too."

Yingyu and Yingzhao looked at each other: "We seem to have only nested here for a few days, and we went out to eat delicious food not long ago! Why does it feel like... many years have passed... .”

Ming Wei nodded: "Indeed. Since that Jiu Ming came back, the world has become unified, and the situation has become even more chaotic."

"Unification..." Yingzhao read these two words carefully, "Doesn't that mean that we will also be involved in it eventually."

Ying Yu laughed and said: "I'm afraid it's not the 'final general'. Tai Feng is dead, and Xiang Su must be in chaos. He is desperately looking for an 'ally' to fight against Jiu Ming. Guess who they will choose?"

Yingzhao scratched his hair vigorously: "No way! But I'm not ready to fight yet!"

Ming Wei's expression was unusually calm, and her voice was soft: "I'm afraid, we don't have time to prepare."

The mountain rain is about to come, and there is a faint undercurrent in the wind.