Back when the villain boy [Rebirth]

Spring City is full of flying flowers, without the beacon fire and gunpowder smoke on the battlefield in northern Xinjiang, the sun shines on the ancient city, and the cornices and covered bridges are shining.

The lights of thousands of households are lit up, and the smoke from cooking is curling up in the early morning mist.

The world is peaceful, Haiyan and Heqing.

Jiang Zhou put her hands on her chest, where her deepest secret was hidden—something that she could not reveal to outsiders and was buried deep in her heart in two lifetimes.

She once tried to confide in Mr. Guanghan, but in the end she chose to give up. From the moment she left Beijiang, she was destined to embark on a road against thousands of people and walk alone.

She stood up, held the hagana notebook in her chest, and looked at the prosperous Spring City, but before her eyes were the flames of war and the corpses everywhere.

In the billowing smoke and dust, a thin figure walked out alone. In front of her were two dilapidated dynasties, but behind her was no one.

Jiang Zhou thought of something, and asked selfishly: "Is power really so good? Sister."

The mountains and rivers are picturesque, with spring city flying flowers in the east, lonely smoke in the desert in the west, fairy mountains and blue seas in the south, and thousands of hectares of snowfields in the north.Such beautiful scenery should be shared by the world, not monopolized.But today's emperor claims to be the lord of the world, the subjects of all things, and fights at every turn, regardless of the lives of the people. On the northern border, every inch of mountains and rivers is full of blood.

Jiang Zhou didn't understand how big a person's selfish desires can be, and how greedy they can be.

She still remembers what her elder sister said about the heaven and earth in the past: "Back then, a child soared on a dragon, there was no pair in the cloud, the western land blended together, and the red clouds flew across the sky. It is a pity that these things will never be seen again. Even if you look at these old classics, Exhausting the limit of imagination in this life, I can only imagine one or two of the splendor of the immortals."

She asked, "The fairies... why did they leave? Don't they miss home?"

Sister Sister sighed and touched her head: "At that time, mortals began to mine spirit stones. For the sake of spirit stones, they fought openly and secretly, using various schemes and tricks. It was given to us to explore a wider world. They were disappointed, so they left us and abandoned us."

The human race is really a very strange race.

When a foreign enemy invades, they share the same hatred, and can explode the power that makes the world pale and the gods and demons dazzle; but when the foreign invasion disappears, they start to rob each other for their own desires, split the mountains and rivers, and burn the lives of people.

And Yanshu, which has been passed down for a long time and generously gifted by the immortals, allowing the race to have a sharp weapon that can change the world and not be stingy with other races, was ruined in the emperor's anger, and disappeared from then on, silent for a hundred years.

Jiang Zhou shook his head and put the notes carefully into his arms: "I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out."

If you can't figure it out, you don't want to.

She just does what she has to do.

Thinking of the crabs he was going to miss tonight, Jiang Zhou sighed heavily, turned around and walked towards the Salesian Workshop. On the way, he bought a new storybook and a few bags of food.

Since she lived with Shang Yi, she didn't have to worry about money. The feeling of being taken care of by her sweetheart was really wonderful.

She was walking while burying her head in reading the storybook, when she saw "The demon concubine conquers the country with a smile, and the princes of the three wars of war", thinking that Shang Yi also has royal blood, if she inherits the great line, she will become the demon concubine who will bring disaster to the country , won His Majesty's favor alone, and can get a lot of money in a month.

Just thinking about it makes me happy.

Jiang Zhou felt secretly refreshed, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, when he thought of becoming a Taoist companion of Shang Yi.

Even she didn't realize it herself.

On the way, she heard a few passers-by saying, "Why didn't you see those beggars at the gate of South Street?"

"I don't know, I went to other places to beg for food, maybe it was Qing Yu's help to show their love and build a house for them."

Jiang Zhou slowed down and heard the familiar name again, Qingyu Gang.She still remembered that a few gangsters from this gang stopped her and Song Qingyun that night, but she gave her a hard lesson, which almost made her have an enmity with the Martial Arts Academy.

There are many factions in the Chuncheng gang, she didn't take such a local snake to heart, she just wondered why ordinary gangs were related to the academy.

Hearing news about the Qingyu Gang, he couldn't help but think of what happened that day, walked up to the pedestrian, and asked about it.

It turns out that this gang is different from other factions. It has a good reputation in Chuncheng, and is famous for its good deeds and wealth.It is said that Yibaoge took the lead and cooperated with several commercial firms to support it, aiming to create a beautiful, harmonious and orderly Spring City.

Jiang Zhou: "..."

Is there such a pursuit to be a gangster now?

It's amazing.

The pedestrian said again: "This is not an ordinary gangster, they have a lot of contacts with the academy."

Jiang Zhou: "Wow!"

No wonder the Martial Arts Academy made trouble that day.

Apparently the Qingyu gang has a very good reputation in Chuncheng, and passers-by couldn't stop praising, "Grandma Song, the eldest and second son of the family went to the north to join the army. She had a stroke and was lying on the bed alone, unable to cook or wash clothes. , people from Qingyu Gang will take care of her, and after she leaves, they will still prepare for her funeral."

He clapped his hands and said sincerely: "Tell me, if it weren't for them, what would such a lonely old woman do?"

Others chimed in.

The man said again: "There is also the lame old Qi on the West Street. If it hadn't been for Qingyu's help, his bones would have rotted in the stinky ditch, and he would have been dragged away by the government without even a cemetery."

Jiang Zhou interrupted him: "Wait, are these people dead?"

The man was puzzled and said: "Yeah, isn't everyone going to die?" He laughed, "One died of old age, and the other fell into a stinky ditch after drinking and getting drunk. Girl, you don't think this has anything to do with the Qing Yu gang. Bar?"

Jiang Zhou sneered, "I'm just asking."

It turns out that Spring City is calm on the surface, but waves have already been stirred up in the dark.

Jiang Zhou didn't believe that such a well-intentioned gang really existed, but he didn't know what their plans were and whether it was related to what happened two years later.

It's a pity that the fire in the previous life burned all the clues and made her spend her entire life in poverty, but she didn't catch the real murderer.

What a failure.

Jiang Zhou smiled wryly and shook his head. She didn't really care about the infamy at that time.

Anyway, she has enough blood debts, she doesn't care if there is more or less, it doesn't matter if it is a fishing village or a city.It's just that after meeting Shang Yi, lying on the bed at night, looking at the bright moon outside the window, I can't help but think, if I met this person cleanly, it would be great.

As before, I was flying a kite under the peach tree, singing newly learned songs.

The clear singing of the children echoed in the deep blue sky of Chudi, and they flew up to the sky with the breeze, and met the free and easy white birds. The birds plunged into the mirror-like water surface of Yunmengze, causing circles of ripples.

The wind is blowing in the forest and the birds are calling.

I know how many flowers fall in my dream.

When many people grow up, childhood memories will gradually be forgotten, like a dusty doll in the attic or an hourglass that no longer turns.

But Jiang Zhou remembered very clearly that everything in the past was shining brightly under the sun, which made her later life more and more bleak.Until meeting Shang Yi again, in the dark world, it seemed that bright fireworks suddenly exploded, and the clear and clear singing floated again, accompanied by the gentle moist clouds and mist of Yunmengze.

She tried her best to suppress the joy in her heart, casually broke off a branch of plum blossom covered with snow, and approached cautiously.

What he got was a strange look.

The woman with black hair and blue clothes glanced over coldly.

The cold eyebrows seemed to be covered with a layer of frost and snow, with a thick indifference and alienation.

The ten years of traveling abroad and being locked in a golden cage made the elves in Chudi lose their original innocence and become remote and lonely.

Jiang Zhou handed over a flower, just like a girl more than ten years ago, holding Yunmengze's bright fragrant flowers and orchids, and giving it to the king she will serve in the future.

"Yun Shu, I will protect you like a father in the future! I will be invincible for you, and I will do my best for you!"

Even when we meet again, you have forgotten me.

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