[Comprehensive] Seeing a male god is wrong for life

There was nothing wrong with Su Mengzhen's guess, but within half a year, Golden Wind and Rain Building and Liufenbantang began a complete confrontation.

It was very hard at the beginning. After all, Liufenbantang has been rooted in the capital for many years and has a deep foundation. It is not a power like Jinfengdriyulou that has only risen for a few years.Rao is Su Mengzhen's extraordinary ability, and during that time, he really worked hard to plan the plan.

Of course, after the first - and most difficult period of time has passed, it will be much better.After the two-two relative pattern is fixed, the energy required to maintain this situation is much less, and Su Mengzhen finally has time and energy to deal with other things.

For example, reintegrating the layout and forces in the building, for example, asking people to sort out the list of disciples and affiliated forces in the building, and for example...going to attend several funerals.

In fact, Su Mengzhen has a list of all the disciples who sacrificed here, but he will not be there for most of the funerals - it is not a question of whether he can go or not, Su Mengzhen's body does not allow him Running around like this, with his identity as the landlord, going there will only increase the embarrassment and stiff atmosphere and have some counterproductive effects.It would be better to just send some things over, which not only expresses one's concern, but also makes it easy for those who arrange the funeral.

But there are always some people's funerals, and he still needs to be there.

For example...Guo Zheng's.

Did that young guy fail to survive the hardships of the past few years, and fell one step before he was about to win.When Su Mengzhen came out from there, there were still cries lingering in her ears - there were men, women, and children.Guo Zheng has only been married for a few years, and the child has just been born, but he no longer has a father.

The cheerful and lively young man who scratched his head and smiled shyly when talking about his wife, and opened and closed his palms, is dead.

Guo Zheng is just one of them.Su Mengzhen understands this very well. He knows that many people have died in the struggle between the two sides in these years, and he also knows that there are countless people like Guo Zheng who have died at a young age, and even his family's situation is worse than Guo Zheng's. Dozens, or even hundreds of times, of people.For example, those places at the border... He could no longer think about it.

Su Mengzhen stopped in her tracks.

He came alone, and the place was very quiet. For a moment, only the sound of wind blowing paper money was left in this small world.Su Mengzhen looked at the god who had been out for a while. He had lost a lot of weight these years, and his whole body was almost turned into a skeleton.His eye sockets were also sunken, but his eyes were still bright - the cold flame dancing in his eyes was also more active than before.

He thought, my ideal is right.

I want to change this wrong world, and I am doing it in my own way... Even if I may not see the result in this lifetime, even if it is more likely to die before my ambition is fulfilled... But in the end, I There is nothing wrong with my ambition and my ideal.

Guo Zheng's life, the lives of those brothers... these sacrifices will not be in vain.

Sooner or later, I will also go to be with them.

Su Mengzhen suddenly had such a wonderful feeling in his heart, he said to himself, one day when I go down there, I will plead guilty to those brothers who died one by one.

Hunjianghu is licking blood from the knife edge, and no one knows when he will die. People like Su Mengzhen, who are seriously ill, are ready to die early.He had already started to live every day as if it was his last, and he was also making various preparations, so that the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower would not be dispersed without a leader after his death one day.

This was originally just a precautionary measure, and when it really came in handy, Su Mengzhen wasn't too happy.

But no angry thoughts either.

He had envisioned many disasters in the past, and the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower being defeated openly was one of them. It was not unthinkable that it would be disintegrated by traitors from within.Now that you are mentally prepared, there will naturally not be too much fluctuation when things actually happen.

On the contrary, there is a subtle, true meaning.

As expected.

Su Mengzhen thought so, a little tired.

He knew that he couldn't last much longer.

Even without the poison Lei Chun fed him, he wouldn't be able to live for long, and he didn't want to be Lei Chun's puppet at all.

Su Mengzhen knew very well that there was no antidote to the poison that Lei Chun had fed him—to take a step back, even if there was an antidote, he would not dare to take it.His body has long been dilapidated, and he can survive until today because of a delicate balance achieved by several diseases.The poison that Lei Chun fed him had already destroyed this balance, and if he took the antidote, it would kill him directly!

There is a dead end, no matter how you choose, this is the final result.

Su Mengzhen accepted the result calmly.He had already arranged the ending for himself, even though the decisive battle would be the next day, at this time his mood was relaxed, and even his sleep was rare and peaceful.

He even had a dream.

In the dream, there was Yingniang and himself, and the two of them were looking at each other across a big river.

Still wearing a light green dress, Yingniang still held a handful of snow-white pear blossoms in her arms, her face was vaguely youthful, but her smile was gone.Su Mengzhen standing on the bank of the river is no longer the young man she was at the beginning. Master Su, who has experienced many years in the capital and experienced many things, silently watched the girl on the other side for a long time.

Don't say anything, don't do anything, just watch quietly like this.

Just feel joy like that.

Perhaps the emotions in dreams can also infect reality, and when Su Mengzhen wakes up, his mood is rare and relaxed.Everything is coming to an end, the person Lei Chun arranged outside has already opened the door, he has taken care of himself, and when he was led out, he secretly recalled in his heart that there were still some gaps in the backhand he had set up before.

The answer is no.

This result made Su Mengzhen feel a little more relaxed.It's good that the Golden Wind and Rain Building was not defeated by him, and he has already found a landlord for the Golden Wind and Rain Building who is capable of taking it down... Su Mengzhen feels that he has no regrets up.

Unfulfilled ambitions and failed ideals, the existence of these shortcomings is not because he did not fight, but because the times are not allowed, and he cannot reverse it with his own strength... This is not a war, and a dying person does not need too much too persistent.

He lifted the curtain and saw Yang Wuxie... Everything today began.

Bai Choufei rebelled against his relatives and finally died.After the mess was dealt with, Su Mengzhen felt relieved and began to explain the funeral.Wang Xiaoshi inherited all the power of Fengyulou, and he was also instructed to act upright and uphold justice.

Wang Xiaoshi was puzzled, and Su Mengzhen also told the truth frankly, saying that he had been poisoned by "a poisonous rust". Although he was aware of it, there was nothing he could do in Lei Chun's hands.But as long as Lei Chun opens his mouth to sing, he no longer has the slightest autonomy.

Lei Chun, who was picked out by the method, was shocked, and immediately began to sing, but Su Mengzhen had already made arrangements, and she only sang half a sentence of a song. Hit on the cover of Su Meng's pillow.

Su Mengzhen's forehead was splashed with purple blood, but his body that had been trembling since Lei Chun started singing did stop, and the green color on his face was also fading rapidly.

He was dying, and anyone could see that.But at this time, the cold flames in his eyes danced more lively and brighter, revealing a strange vitality instead, and his spirit was also in a strange excitement.Su Mengzhen first prevented Wang Xiaoshi from killing Yang Wuxie, who was attacking, and then confessed that Wang Xiaoshi should bear the responsibility of Jinfengxiyulou.

In the end he said: "Death is nothing..." Su Mengzhen was struggling to speak at this time, but he still insisted on continuing to speak, and there was a sense of urgency in every word and sentence, because he knew that he If you don't talk about it now, you won't have a chance in the future. "I have tried my best in my life, and I have done what I should do, and I have no regrets."

"I have lived, but most people just survive. Besides, people are bound to die, so you don't need to be sad about it."

His eyes turned to the sky again, it was still snowing, and the appearance of flakes of snowflakes in the air reminded Su Mengzhen of the paper money flying all over the sky when he walked out of the mourning hall on the day he attended Guo Zheng's funeral. .

There doesn't seem to be much difference between the two either.Su Mengzhen thought calmly, even a little coldly.Everyone is going to die. He has lived for so many years and has done what he should do. Now he has no regrets in dying.

It was Guo Zheng who died back then, and now it's his turn.But thinking about it, he is still favored by the heavens. When Guo Zheng died, he needed to sprinkle some paper money. He died today, and the snowflakes in the sky can save paper money.

But... it would be great if there were some flowers of other colors.

Su Mengzhen loves flowers, and he has always kept his hobby well hidden, and his disease does not allow him to always see those fresh flowers—there will always be some pollen that will stimulate him and make his illness start. aggravated.But when he was about to die, he would inevitably think, if only he could have a bouquet of flowers.

It doesn't matter if it's not the color of the Red Sleeve Knife, even if it's the white color of Snowflake... it's fine.

Yang Wuxie was still reciting scriptures, Lei Chun, who was a little restless, was still talking to Di Feijing, and Wang Xiaoshi's voice never stopped.Su Mengzhen closed his eyes a little tiredly, and he remembered the dream he had before.

The girl standing on the other side of the river is holding snow-white pear blossoms in her arms. The stamens are light yellow, and the blossoms are crystal clear and beautiful. The sweet fragrance can be smelled even on the other side.There are lush trees growing around her, although they are old, they are still very vigorous, and the crowns of the trees are all shades of green, which looks good.

The follow-up that was forgotten before was also remembered.They didn't look at each other all the time, and later he talked to Yingniang.I can't remember exactly what he said, but the smile was still vivid.And... Yingniang also wanted to give him that bouquet of pear blossoms.

It's just that he can't get it.

They stared at each other across the wide river, unable to give each other anything but words.The bouquet of pear blossoms that Yingniang threw over without giving up did not fall into his arms, but fell into the heart of the river.

The river was flowing, taking away the pear blossoms and the girl on the bank.

The boundless darkness pressed down, and Su Mengzhen finally thought that he didn't want to meet Yingniang again.

Given a choice, he would rather part.

May...they will part at last.

The author has something to say: miscalculation, three unfinished chapters, and Chapter 4—probably Yingniang's home game, telling this old story from Yingniang's perspective.

I personally think that without the emotional line with Lei Chun... both Lei Chun and the host will feel better

The next one is probably ruthless