The windows and doors are closed, and the candles are not burning. They are empty, dark and cold. They are originally inlaid with gold and jade, carved beams and painted buildings, and there is no popularity at this moment, but there is no place for death.

Although she was wearing a dragon robe, she was not wearing a crown. The King of Shu Yang Xiu, who was disheveled and covered with blood, was sitting alone in the hall of the Shu Wang Mansion drinking. The wine was as red as blood. When it was poured into her throat, it would immediately turn into a large ball of fire and burn down. If she didn't use her power to resolve it in normal times, then Yang Xiu would drink half a pound of such strong wine, and would be drunk. However, now, there are at least seven or eight empty wine pots piled up at random under her feet. However, this young king who once had a spirit but now has a depressed mind, has no drunkenness in his eyes.

Drawing a knife to cut off the water flows even more, and drinking to relieve sorrow and sorrow. This is the case in the world. The more you want to get drunk, the harder you get drunk. At this moment, Yang Xiu is more awake than at any time in his life. From a very young age, everything he has experienced in this life is emerging in his mind bit by bit, as vividly as it is now. There are joys, angers, sorrows and joys. It is sweet, sour, bitter and spicy, and mixed with flavors.

A few wry smiles rippled at the corner of his mouth. Yang Xiu lifted the wine pot, poured a glass of it for himself, and then drank it down. However, what he felt in this moment was no longer spicy, but bitter.

The bitter wine was originally poured by oneself, but naturally it was also drinkable by oneself. Going back to the past, I suddenly felt like a dream. I never cared about all the things I did in that dream. But when I think back now, I can't help but... feel sad and ashamed.

I feel ashamed, but I have no regrets. I have done it, but regret is useless. Since that's the case, why regret it again? And as another burning fire thread flows into my heart, the eyes that seemed to be extremely tired suddenly appeared a few faint lights.

Regret is useless, and shame is useless. Although the dream is awake, at least, the things obtained in that dream are still in itself. As long as there is it, everything will not be despair yet, and there is still a chance to make a comeback...

Can you do it again? Even if you have something like that, you can really regain your strength and take back what you lost?

Yang Xiu didn't dare to think about it anymore. Because he had already known the answer. But even so, even so, apart from continuing to deceive himself, continuing to indulge in the great dream of spring and autumn, refusing to wake up, continue drinking, and continue waiting alone in this darkness... what else can he do?

Suddenly, a harsh and squeaking sound of "squeaking" sounded at the edge of the hall. Then, the dazzling sunlight and the sound of killing sounds broke in at the same time. The isolated air flowed again, and immediately couldn't wait to blow a faint smell of blood into the hall. Yang Xiu narrowed his eyes, and let out a half-moan from his throat unhappily, and looked up. But he saw someone standing next to the hall door that was pushed about two feet away. Although he couldn't see clearly the appearance of the visitor because of the backlight. However, the black tiger Xianbei inner teeth, which followed closely at the master's feet and did not leave for a moment, had clearly told Yang Xiu that the identity of the future was.

He tried his best to smile and said, "Brother Yi, you are back."

Those who can call Yang Xiu like this, today are the only leader of Tang Sect, Tang Shisan. He frowned and swept his eyes coldly on Yang Xiu. He said in a narrow voice: "Your good nephew is about to come into the city with his army. It's hard for you to still have the mood to drink here, and you're drunk."

Yang Xiu couldn't help laughing loudly when he heard this. There was no trace of joy in the laughter, only endless sarcasm. After a while, he slowly stopped laughing, grabbed the wine pot, and poured all the remaining wine in the pot in one breath, shook his hand and smashed the wine pot hard to the ground with a mouthful of wine, and glared at Tang Shisan, asking: "What else can I do if I don't drink? Go to the city to kill people? It's too late. At this field, why should I struggle to die again, and I'm embarrassed."

Tang Shisan sneered, "It turns out that you are not drinking, but waiting for death. If so, then I will leave. The century-old plan of the Tang Sect, the treasures of the Tang Sect, and the lives of the Tang Sect soldiers, these are all my own things, and you can't be buried with you, a useless person."

Yang Xiu smiled again and said, "Don't worry, I won't die so easily. No. It should be said that even if you want to die, you won't die casually. Do you want to leave? OK. Then leave. Anyway, the vow of not seeking common life and only wishing to die together is nothing but bullshit, and no one really cared about it. In Jiuzhaigou that day, you said that as soon as you come, and if you want to leave, you will leave."

Tang Shisan was stunned, then sighed slightly, slowed down and explained: "Who is my master? The ** I have practiced is quite lacking, and only he can make up for it in the world. So... let alone his supernatural powers, you have seen it. Since he has protected your good nephew, even if we join forces, will the result be different?"

Yang Xiu was silent for a long time and finally nodded. He said, "Time, fate, and luck. Since God's will is like this, I have nothing to say."

The two of them were silent for a long time, and Tang Shisan finally couldn't help saying, "Ten years of planning, and after a lifetime of death, in the end, are you really going to give up like this? In fact, the dragon bone of the Yellow Emperor is still on you. The wealth hidden in the Tang Sect and your Shu Palace is enough for us to make a comeback. As long as..."

Yang Xiu interrupted Tang Shisan's speech in a deep voice, and decisively said: "Who is I, Yang Xiu? Even if I die or lose, I must be upright and vigorous. I hide from all over the place and become the gutter rat that everyone calls for. The Yang person cannot afford to lose face." After a pause, he suddenly smiled bitterly and said: "If you want to leave, then for the sake of the two of us having a feud, can we... take my son away together?"

Tang Shisan frowned and said, "He has his surname Yang after all. Your good nephew shouldn't be able to kill him."

Yang Xiu sighed: "Maybe. But if he was really sent back to Daxing, he would have ended up being imprisoned for a lifetime. If this is the case, it would be better to wander around the world and be an ordinary person in the world."

Tang Shisan sighed, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly said, "Actually... there is no chance to turn the tables."

Yang Xiu's eyes lit up and asked anxiously: "What is it?"

Tang Shisan looked solemn and said word by word: "Tang, bell, love."

——Ou Su is in a good mood and dividing line—
Chapter completed!