[System] Guo Shi Wushuang

Historians have always had the harshest writing style, and Lu Weilou didn't know what that person would look like in the writings of later generations.

He couldn't comment on that person's deeds, couldn't figure out that person's thoughts, but he was honored to live with him for the rest of his life.

How magnificent the world is, how thrilling this war is, and how unparalleled this man is.If he was born a hundred years earlier, or a hundred years later, how could he walk into the miracle of blood and fire and watch that person stir up the situation?

Whether it's admiration or longing, Lu Weilou, who has never been attached to anything, is looking for Yunyuan after all.

Without any hesitation, he started from Daliang, Fengyue Tower, Peach Blossom Forest, he stepped on the land that the man had walked, and the scene of the other person walking step by step was in his mind.

Lu Weilou never thought that Yunyuan would go to the barren ice field, nor did he think that he would go to the dark abyss. That person was not only afraid of the cold and dark, but also afraid of being forgotten by the world.He is always doing contradictory things, sometimes awkward and cute.

Others always say that Lu Weilou is cold-hearted and warm-hearted, but Yun Yuan is actually.The young man's surface is as cold as eternal ice, but actually a pinch of sparks can make him burn hot.He doesn't care about the opinions of all living beings, but the words of relatives and friends can easily touch his softest heart.

When Lu Weilou saw Yun Yuan in Qin Guo Academy, he felt that he was plotting against all ethnic groups, and sometimes he was too naive.

The young man leaned against the dead tree, shaking the cup with his fingertips, and smiled freely and indifferently.The thin lips that always overflowed with shocking words were dyed bright red by the wine, his pale face was particularly hazy under the night, and the countless chaotic wine bottles almost drowned the opponent's thin body, but the man was still lazily beating yawn.

Such a gorgeous scene should be breathtaking, but Lu Weilou froze in place, not daring to take a step forward.

Yun Yuan sat quietly, dressed in black, behind him was the bottomless and stretching night, without even a shred of bright starlight.For the first time, the figure that was supposed to stand on top of all living beings appeared so small, so small that it would break at the touch of a finger.

The mighty cloud of smoke is just a vague silhouette in the night, and the occasional flashes of lightning do not cause any movement at all.However, everything is silent in this world, and no sound can be heard.This time seems to be condensed for youth.

Lu Weilou knew that what was above the other party's head was not an empty night at all, nor was it a dark cloud gathered by a downpour, but the calamity that a saint would overcome.

The young man's catastrophe was just like his own, floating away from the world, at first glance it seemed that it would not cause any waves, but when you think about it carefully, the whole world is silent for him.

Everything seems to hold its breath and pray for him, for fear of frightening the young man and offending the heavens.

This is probably the strangest vision in the world, right?That person will always unknowingly affect the minds of all beings, and I am afraid that even Tiandao has mixed emotions towards him.

Yun Yuan felt something, slowly put down the wine cup and straightened his back.He finally took a look at Lu Weilou, raised his sharp eyebrows slightly, as if surprised by his arrival.At that time, Yun Yuan seemed to have suddenly stepped out of a silent ink painting, too vivid.

And in the next second, an ordinary white thunder struck down, silently and extremely gentle.

However, it was this ordinary thunder that caused the vegetation to fall down with heavy coercion, and the surrounding land was suddenly dark, and it would never be alive.

The young man disappeared completely with the thunder, and his face did not show the slightest pain. Lu Weilou guessed that he had successfully ascended and left the world.

He found Yun Yuan, but found that he could only watch, unable to do anything.Lu Weilou bent down and buried his jade pendant with the one left by the young man, and laughed sarcastically.This is barely a response to Yun Yuan's words of "death in the same hole", right?

And just when Lu Weilou stood up and was about to leave, another thunderbolt fell, and he felt himself being dragged by the vortex, and unconsciously lost consciousness.

When he woke up, he found himself in the busy city of the human race, and everything he had just experienced was like a dream.

Lu Weilou suppressed his doubts and stopped in front of the gorgeous restaurant. The signboard of "Pinshengju" was hung on the restaurant, and the three characters of flamboyant and phoenix dance were so domineering that it was hard to describe.

Who in the world can judge the saint?Who dares to comment on the saint? !

The man pursed his lips and walked in, sitting casually in a corner to hear where it was.His eyes stayed on the high platform. The storyteller on the high platform was old. He cleared his throat at this moment, and read a sentence that Lu Weilou could never have imagined.

"Jade Immortals in the Nine Heavens, demons and ghosts are all over the face. Others laugh at you as crazy, when will you lean on the top of the white cloud?"

"Today, let's talk about that sage Yunyuan!" The storyteller patted Xingmu, and there was applause from below.

Lu Weilou stared at the storyteller for a moment, lowered his eyes but did not move after all.What is going on here?Is Pinshengju really commenting on saints?The joke of slipping the world?

"Don't look at this child who lived in the mortal world for a short time, but the experience is more spectacular than that of people who have lived for thousands of years."

"Let's talk about his childhood first. He can be regarded as a scholarly family, but his parents died young, and only his elder sister. Adversity brought talent. He became a child at an early age, and his life after the age of 16 was even more shocking."

"During the provincial examination, I was shocked for the first time, and I was shocked by the sentence 'I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom'. Since then, I have been shocked continuously, and I am simply the chosen one."

"A policy theory during the government examination made strategists jump onto the stage of chasing the holy way..."

"The first name of the Pearl Competition was won by him alone, and his appearance and character are even better than the pearls in the past."

"And after that, he made his first appearance on the battlefield, and gradually showed his heroic nature. Regardless of the life and death of soldiers, he played the song "House of Flying Daggers". This is the first time the Yaozu heard his name."

"During the state examination, the heroic soul of the ages was called back, maybe that person's earth-shattering plan started from then on." The storyteller shook his head unavoidably, and he told Yun Yuan's deeds in exceptional detail.How could an ordinary person know so clearly?The listeners here are not even half surprised, and they don't feel that there is anything wrong with the other party.

"Until this time, he is just better looking and more talented in writing." Yun Yuan's world-famous talent is not worth mentioning in the storyteller's mouth. Lu Weilou's indifferent face can't help but move, and he has some guesses .

"But during the national examination, that kid was so ruthless! Almost wiped out the other four clans in a flash, which of us can do it?" The storyteller suddenly patted Xingmu again, and described the layout of the battlefield vividly , not the slightest difference, it is really like seeing it with your own eyes.

"If it is said that being number one for four times makes him famous, then if this plan is exposed, it will definitely make him famous all over the world!"

"Unfortunately, it is difficult for future generations to know."

"We don't talk about casualties, some things are well known to everyone, but we regret that we didn't live with him in the same life and witness this scene with our own eyes!"

"He is not Wushuang, a scholar of ancient and modern times, he is Wushuang, a saint of ancient and modern times. We... are willing to bow down." The storyteller stroked his white beard, and left the restaurant with a sigh.

When Lu Weilou heard this, he realized that the entire building was probably full of saints!He even raised his head and glanced impolitely around, trying to identify something from the faces of those people.

Could it be that the person on the far left with the broken little finger is their military strategist Yasheng Lu Ying?Could it be that the person on the right who keeps flipping the fan is the Confucian sub-sage Li Ran?The missing storyteller...is Yasheng Moyu from the Yin Yang family?They are all characters from thousands of years ago...how can they still be alive?Is it possible that as long as you become a sub-sage, you are eligible to come here?

This is the land of ascension!

Being in the same place with people who have been amazingly talented for thousands of years, the contention of a hundred schools of thought of the human race is being staged... This is really...

And even if that person is here, is he still the most dazzling star?

"How long has it been since Yunyuan ascended?" A person not far from Lu Weilou asked.

"Well, about ten years ago, the threshold of his house was almost broken by the Zongheng family. By the way, last year I saw a Taoist sage go to beg for a drink, and was driven out by his son Yun Sheng with a cold face."

"That little guy Yun Sheng is so cute. He's obviously not sanctified, so I don't know how he got here."

"Maybe some kind of heaven and earth spirit came in form. Yun Yuan has not been married so far, but adopted a child."

"The border has calmed down. I heard that the man will return from the battlefield today."

Hearing this, Lu Weilou let go of his unconsciously clenched fists, and walked out slowly.

ten years?The time difference between him and Yun Yuan coming here is less than one stick of incense, unexpectedly, ten years have passed here.He almost thought that that person was really married and had children just now, but the thoughts that surged up in an instant were so mixed that he couldn't help but be startled.

Unknowingly, he has become so attached to Yun Yuan.

Lu Weilou walked to the street again, only to find that the people in the stalls were not ordinary people.Maybe it was transformed by a fairy, maybe it was a heroic spirit in the past, but its emotions are not the same as those in the human world.At this time, everyone put down their things and stared forward with anticipation, as if they were waiting for someone.

When Lu Weilou looked up, he saw the young man leading the horse into the city.

He was dressed in black light armor, and his handsome face was calm and breezy.Obviously those white hands were still stained with deep blood, but no one was afraid.Men and women all over the city saw him with longing and admiration, almost crazy.After the secular gossip was gone, that person began to really shine.

Yun Yuan suddenly stopped in the middle of the road, Taohuayan and Lu Weilou were facing each other.

"I heard that you promised me a lifetime, even though it's ten years late, it still counts?" Lu Weilou asked the other party uncontrollably, his voice was too hoarse.The moment he opened his mouth, he felt the tension that he hadn't seen for a long time.

"I, Yun Yuan, speak..." "Never break my promise."

Behind him is the high hanging tomorrow, smiling brightly.