The fourth master of Qingchuan, give the dandy a smile!

The man woke up from the boundless darkness, the huge copper coffin above his head heard the sound of cloth rubbing, his consciousness was blurred for a moment, where is this?Being in the dark, I can't see my fingers, the voice in my ears is getting louder, a ray of light is refracted in, and the thick and thick voice above my head is unbearably excited: "Ge Laozi, the whip emperor! Fat sheep! After finishing this ticket, how many people will be popular?" If you drink spicy food, you will be rich for a lifetime."

Tomb robbing?

The emperor's eyelids moved, and long white hair grew out from under the skin, connecting up and down.

Another person was heard saying: "Second brother, be careful with your hands, this corpse is full of hair, be careful of corpse change."

evil Dead?

He is the emperor, what a treason!

A word flashed in my mind, before I had time to think about it, the coffin was opened like lightning.The visitor stretched out his hand in a very rude way, slapping the emperor up and down.He was so angry that he wondered why he was offended like this before?He suddenly opened his eyes, his hunger and anger turned into appetite, his sharp fangs ruthlessly tore open the throat of a living person, hot blood gushed into his throat, moistening his thirsty throat, he narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, None of the tomb robbers could escape, and they ate everyone. His shriveled skin revived, his white hair faded, and he was no different from a living person except for his pale face.He was originally an emperor through the ages, with a dragon's aura in his body, and his hostility lingered after death.

He went out along the cemetery, turned around a small stone gate, and his eyes were bright. The scarlet eyes, which had been in the dark for a long time, were extremely uncomfortable. They squinted, feeling strangely familiar.

There is a thick layer of dust on the white jade chessboard, the bright red coral trees are exquisitely crafted, and there is also a green qi with burnt tails, and a famous ancient piano.

The imperial concubine's couch was accumulated over time and became dirty. Those high-quality satins would break if touched, but they were new goods that no one had touched.

The fingers are delicate, and there is a touch of skylight above the head.

Unbearably sour, he stretched out his hand to wipe the corner of his eye, a splash of water dripped down the back of his hand, the warmth turned to ice-cold, and the piercing pain of his stiff heart seemed to have been dug out alive.A hundred years of slumber is too long, and the memories in his mind are blurred into fragments, but what he can remember, he seems to have missed too much, regrets that he never made up for until his death, and the cold loneliness of Huangquan.The person who could accompany him is long gone, Ah Fei...

The zombie slowly closed its eyes and moved its lips slightly.

Spit out a name.

He tried to piece together the memories in his mind.

When did you see that little ball, soft, white and tender, afraid of falling in the palm of your hand, afraid of melting in your mouth?When did you fall in love again?That child is smart, well-behaved, sensible, and handsome, and every move he makes, catches his eyes and fascinates his heart at some point.Every frown and smile, every joy and anger, made his heart tremble and he didn't know what was wrong.He is too different from him. He thought he would be willing to see his sons and grandchildren full of beautiful wives and concubines, but he couldn't. The poisonous fire of jealousy baked his heart day and night, and the fangs of poisonous snakes would burn his heart. The venom bit into his heart, he couldn't hold it back after all, half coaxed half tricked to lure the ignorant child into his arms.

He is as careful as a treasure.

regarded as life.

The child's taste was so sweet that it almost made him lose himself, unable to extricate himself, and even thought, after he died, would he come to guard the tomb for him, or take him with him?Here, it should be the place where he sat. The chess pieces carved from black jade and the white jade chessboard are round and exquisite. The fingertips with white sleeves and long sleeves are leisurely knocking on the chess pieces to drop the lanterns.

There seemed to be a scene in front of his eyes.

The beauty is touching, and tears flowed down my face.

It's about love, not romance.

Like the rising sun at birth, bright and beautiful, full of vitality, he is obsessed with his youth and hates his youth, reminding them of the gap between them all the time.The love between them is too sweet, like an illusion, and they toss and turn when they are lost.Day and night he hoped that he would live forever and turn back time.

He personally broke the love between them.

Afraid of time, terrified of the years, the vicissitudes of life covered his forehead, lines appeared at the corners of his mouth, his hair was gray and ugly.

He is afraid of mirrors, and the monsters reflected in them are chilling.

Bit by bit, old and weak, he held power in one hand and hugged him in the other, and he couldn't have him if he let go of the power. His young and powerful sons were staring at him, and he couldn't let go of him.

Then, he let go of him first, without mercy.It was raining heavily that day, and the rain curtain was blurred. The icy rain mixed with the cold wind hit his face, causing a biting pain.

I can't find it, I haven't seen it for a long time.

Throughout his life, he will go back and forth a thousand times, and his heart will be broken and he will never see him again.

Dreaming back at midnight, strong thoughts and regrets bit his heart.

He was the emperor with the highest concentration of authority, but he was defeated by the hands of time.

The emperor's eyes were cold and persistent. Since he has infinite time, it doesn't matter even if he becomes a monster, he will definitely find him!

When he left the cemetery, none of the servants and soldiers buried with him died, and when the gate was opened, they were all reduced to ashes.Only gold, silver and jade are intact.

Going all the way to the east, time has changed, and the sea has changed. He is mostly curious and disgusted.They don’t have any scruples when they are hungry. Those raised by the imperial court worship justice and speak, claiming to be dragons, pretending to be dragons, becoming ghosts under other teeth, and people with supernatural powers become stronger after becoming zombies.People bite people, and in the end, the zombie virus spread, and he became the king of zombies.In the catastrophe of the end of the world, there was no scruple, until he saw the young man and the man who was very familiar with him, he suddenly realized the melancholy.

He has forgotten a part, the memory before death.In Changchun Garden's Kyushu Qingyanli, in the cold winter, I swallowed my last breath in loneliness and pain.He stretched out his withered hand, unable to grasp anything, the palm was empty, he was pitifully old.His son was silent about it, but fortunately, his brothers and friends respected each other, and the Qing Dynasty had no worries.In the end, he saw Su Fei come back in a daze, smiling at him, gentle and carefree.Then he took him and left him.

The soul is separated from the body, and the body is the deepest obsession before death.

Not reconciled.

His Majesty the Zombie King decided to be a human being again, and officially moved into Su Fei's house after eliminating all the zombies. Since then, the two scumbags have been hostile to each other.You bite me, I bite you, making Su Fei dumbfounded, I didn't expect this kind of trouble to happen, well, bear with it.

He can't do anything about the slag, he has been to that cemetery, but he never left it after all, took away the soul, forgot about the body, and the scum actually became the zombie king, so, domineering.

Hundreds of years ago, the person he cared about would live a long and healthy life, at least Yinzhen would not die from hard work, Shisi did not guard the imperial tomb for half his life, and Concubine De, although the relationship between mother and child is not as close as Shishi , but it can also be regarded as filial piety to the mother, who no longer refuses to be the empress dowager, and Yinhu, who took the good concubine out of the palace to take care of her. Jiu Dafang adopted a son to his starling.

This is a good friend.

Humph, his brother is not good at all.

The general Wang Fu, who was nearly sixty years old, was lying on a recliner and basking in the sun with his old eyes dim. A gust of gentle wind blew off three or four leaves. Sitting on him, not far away, his son's little Ge Ge smiled brightly and spoke as loudly as he could. The silver bell made people feel dazed.The royal inheritance is really strange, his little Gege actually looks like that little bastard, how will he get married in the future, he has a naughty temper!Hmph, his bastard fourth brother still wants to take the child into the palace to raise him. In his dream, his precious granddaughter will marry a good family in the future and be arrogant and domineering for the rest of her life!Brothers protect her, it doesn't matter if she is turned upside down, if she meets someone she likes, she will just tie her back!

Look, how good it is...

Fourteen narrowed his eyes and his cloudy pupils were full of smiles.Drowsiness surged, spring sleepiness and autumn fatigue, it's time to sleep, the boss has been sleeping for many years, the injury he suffered in the Battle of Geldan back then has tortured him a lot, he is considered good.

He, Fujin, is also old. He has been virtuous and magnanimous all his life, and he has been with him for half his life. Now his hair is gray and he likes to play with birds.Shu Shu felt that Luo Shi had also left. After arguing for half her life, she was considered a pretty good woman, provided that she didn't go against Fujin.

Fujin watched her cry.

What are you crying for?

The old woman was crying so badly, what was there to cry about?He has never had any regrets in his life. If he is not reconciled, it is probably only the fantasy when he dreamed back at midnight, the secret longing and admiration, wondering if he would be with him if he was braver?Accompanying him all his life, living and dying together, the ridiculously brave Fourteenth Master was actually a coward, who dared not say or do anything, only dared to steal a kiss under the moonlight when he was ignorant.

He didn't dare to compete with Huang Ama, his own brother was a cow, and the person who killed the crown prince would be as obedient as a sheep in front of his Ama.So, he hopes to find him in his next life and pursue him bravely, even if he doesn't like him, even if he has Huang Ama by his side, he will not admit defeat.

Some things are missed forever.

Even if it was impossible to say it, he at least said it.

Fourteen curled his mouth, he thought, at least he was luckier than his own brother.

The young mother and concubine love her, the old one has Fujin to help her and her brothers, and the luckiest thing is that there is someone she can love.

This life is enough.