Back when the villain boy [Rebirth]

The setting sun is pulsed, the young general is dressed in red and silver armor, his cape is hunting, and his sword tassels are swinging frequently.

Hearing the voice of the lieutenant general calling, she looked back, her brows were full of spring, her eyes were full of emotion, behind her was thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, not as good as the beauty's smile.

The lieutenant general was drowning in this smile, and he forgot the illustrious killing name of the Marquis of Rebellion, and he could see the gods.

Jiang Zhou was in a good mood at the moment, humming a ditty, not as fussy as he was, and after this victory, she would be able to live a happy life with her Taoist companion.

Yun Shu is still angry about Zhang Zhishou's matter, but the Taoist couple is angry, so just coax her well. When Yun Shu becomes emperor, she will be able to be a queen, and she can receive hundreds of taels of silver a month.Even if the courtiers stop her, she can't be a queen, but it's very exciting to think about being a wretched concubine.

The lieutenant asked her about the deployment of the army, and Jiang Zhou and Yan Yuese answered one by one. The lieutenant was curious about her familiarity with Guifang Mountain, and Jiang Zhou was rarely in a good mood, so he told him about his previous escape.

Unexpectedly, after saying this, he found out that the deputy general also escaped from the north. After investigating to the end, he might have been from his hometown.

The lieutenant general has a deep memory of the danger of Guifang Mountain, and he still has lingering fears in his heart. He pointed to the distant mountain range, "We came from there, twenty or thirty people, and in the end there are only a few of us young ones left." Speaking of this, he remembered I can't help admiring him for being able to escape from such a situation at such a young age.

Jiang Zhou laughed and blinked, "I am blessed by the gods."

When she smiled, there were dimples on her cheeks, very childish.It was the first time that the lieutenant discovered that the long-famous Rebellious Hou was still very young, but she had experienced too much. At the age when other children were swinging, she had to learn life and death and parting.

Jiang Zhou's tone was affirmative: "Really! My sister said that after death, a person will become a star in the sky, protecting the people he misses on the ground."

So there must be a lot of people protecting her, making her escape from danger all the way.

Meeting an old man in a foreign country, the two smiled at each other, the dust of the world could not be shaken off their clothes.

Jiang Zhou stood up, put his hand on the sword, and smiled openly: "After this fight, I won't have to come back for a while, let's go home and hug my wife."

At that time, she was full of ambition and high-spirited, but she never thought that she would fall in the long river.

No one in the world thought that Dasheng's sharpest sword, which is invincible and invincible, would break one day.

The turbid river water covered the top of the head, Jiang Zhou caressed his chest, a long arrow pierced his chest, and the shattered spirit stones scattered like star sand between his palms.

Suffocation and pain, it was like going back to when she was a child, she fell and sat on the pile of bones, her left chest was pierced by a arrow, and when she was dying, she faced the bloody and tearful face going up the stairs leaning on the bridge.

"Evening photos, evening photos." Lou Yiqiao picked up the dying little girl, untied her clothes, her hands trembling.

The child breathed hard, and blood froth overflowed from the corner of his mouth, "Sister, it hurts, it hurts so much..."

Lou Yiqiao broke down and cried, and carefully took out the arrow, "It shouldn't be like this, you are so small, so small, late photo, do you still remember the story my sister told me, don't go to sleep, my sister will tell you a story."

It shouldn't be like this, she is still so young, she has never experienced all kinds of beauty in the world, she has not seen all the picturesque rivers and mountains, she has not tasted all the delicacies of mountains and seas, and she has not received Yun Shu's birthday gift.

The field of vision gradually dimmed, covered with a layer of blood mist, the child was dying and struggling, holding his hands in vain, like gods and Buddhas in the sky making wishes, only to prolong his life for a few years.

Let her do whatever, whatever, as long as she can survive.

The water in the long river is extremely turbid, like the drowsy sky more than ten years ago.

Ni Minghou gradually sank to the bottom of the water, feeling a sense of relief amidst the pain in his heart.She raised her head desperately, and in the yellow sand and muddy water, she seemed to see a sky full of stars and a clear and cold moon.

Shang Yi's voice pulled Jiang Zhou out of the past: "Zhouzhou, is that the long river?"

At the end of the line of sight, a golden river appeared in the sky, as if connecting the sky and the earth, the sparkling light reflected the setting sun, and the round sun fell from the water.This big river runs through the entire continent, and each section has a different name. The fertile fields on both sides of the river are thousands of miles away, giving birth to the original civilization of the human race.

Then the two countries split and disputes continued, and all the competition revolved around this river.

Thousands of years have passed, and the long river in the sunset is as beautiful as before, like a beautiful woman dancing with a veil.It's just that when she got closer, she could smell the lingering smell of blood on her body, as well as the tears that were about to fall from the corners of her eyes.

She is still beautiful, but not the same as before.

Jiang Zhou and Shang Yi stood on the top of the mountain, watching the long river flow quietly by from afar, and were silent for a while.

Shang Yi sighed with emotion, the river was rolling, and the heroes were scoured out.

Jiang Zhou stood side by side with her, and said softly, "Yun Shu, I heard the wind crying."

Shang Yi was stunned, and his eyes shifted from the distant river to the piles of white bones on both sides.The luxuriant grass and the scenery of Wowolanzhou described in the book did not appear, the river was soaked with the blood and tears of the desolate soul, and the land was scarred by the flames of war, revealing shocking yellow sand.

The girl beside him said slowly: "The mountains are crying too, the land and the river are crying too. What is the value of the long river? Is it worth so many people dying for it?"

Shang Yi pondered for a long time before saying the answer in her heart, "It has never been of any value. The name Changhe, and everything it carries, itself represents the supreme."

Not everyone died for what they believed in, but they all wore armor and went to war for it.

Jiang Zhou sighed softly. She still didn't understand what the long river represented, and she buried her life for it.There are many mourners and corpses here, and it is no longer the paradise of the past. However, generations of high-spirited students in the academy are willing to die for it. Throw your head and sprinkle your blood, and bury your bones under it.

Whether their ancestors engraved the appearance and name of this river into their blood when they multiplied along the long river.

No matter how far the descendants have traveled, no matter how many thousands of years have passed, what flows in their blood is still the river of that year.Many of them may have never seen the long river, but they have heard the story of this river from their parents since they were young. They fall asleep to the sound of the rolling water and never forget it.

Just like every wanderer in the world will be nostalgic for his homeland and mother, this river is the hometown of everyone, and the loving mother who gave birth to the human race. Neither Dasheng nor Beirong can let go of the excitement and longing in this blood.

The long river represents nothing, it represents everything.

But which mother would like to see her children fight endlessly?

Shang Yi thought in a daze, the cold wind was blowing, and she seemed to have heard what Zhou Zhou said, the cry of heaven and earth.Beacon fires, wars, blood stones, corpses...they failed to live up to the love of this world.

作者有话要说：感谢在2019-12-1214:38:34~2019-12-1318:03:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 favorite hot pot;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: □□^-^1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Qishan Book; 1 bottle of virus invasion;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!