Yang Zhaojing stood there and was silently ecstatic. After a while, he finally turned slowly and walked towards the hall where Yang Xiu and Ning Doqi had fought fiercely (more precisely, it is now the ruins of the hall). The strong wind and tornado air columns in the sky had quietly stopped raging from when they began. However, the thick dark clouds were still covering the top of their heads, which weighed people's hearts. After walking a few steps, they saw Yuwen Shu, Dugu Feng and others dispersing in a semicircle, blocking the main entrance of the hall.

In fact, there were three walls around the hall at this time, and only the gate was left to support the scene. If Yang Xiu wanted to escape, where could he go, and he had to break through the gate? It was just that Yuwen Shu and Dugu Feng were so arrogant when they saw His Highness the King of Shu just used their magical powers with all their might, and they felt timid in their hearts, so they did not dare to advance or retreat. They had to stand at the door and pretend to be lying and deceiving themselves. But strangely, since Yang Xiu fought with Ning Daoqi with all his strength, he has always stood there, unmoved. Looking at his appearance, he seemed to not want to escape, but he did not want to surrender. He was like a slight divine king, unable to touch his mind.

Yang Zhao walked straight through the crowd, and turned his hand back to put the Yin-Yang Order back on his back on his sword box. According to common sense, the enemy is still so arrogant and unwise at the moment. But Yang Zhao didn't know why, but suddenly had a mysterious premonition.

This pair of magic weapons that have accompanied them to defeat countless enemies may not have the chance to use them for the rest of today.

However, Yang Zhao himself was not sure about this premonition. He shook his head, temporarily dispelled his doubts, urged his strength to move around his body, and calmed his mind and entered the hall with caution, and said in a deep voice: "Yang Xiu, we are meeting again."

Yang Xiu raised his head and smiled at Yang Zhao. He said slowly, "Good nephew, I feel so happy that I can see you again at this time." These two sentences were so weak that they were even more unnatural gray and black on their faces. Compared with his previous spirit and self-confidence and conceited manner, they were really different from each other. So when Yang Zhao saw it, he couldn't help but feel a sudden blow. If it weren't for seeing him with his own eyes, he would almost doubt whether this was a fake substitute.

Yang Zhao frowned deeply, calming himself down, regardless of why Yang Xiu became like this. He said in a voice: "Yang Xiu, when you reach this point, there is no need to say too much nonsense. Just surrender. As long as you are willing to repent, maybe the emperor's grandfather and his elders will go online for the sake of family affection. If you resist stubbornly..."

What would happen if he resisted the enemy stubbornly? Yang Zhao did not continue to say anything. Because he suddenly appeared, Yang Xiu's eyes were dull, as if he was wandering around the sky, and he had not heard these words in his ears. After a long time, the king of Shu, who was desperate, whispered to himself: "In the first year of Kaihuang, the founding of the Great Sui Dynasty. I, Yang Xiu, was only eight years old at that time. Soon after, I was transferred to Shu and appointed as the governor of the Yizhou State, and was in charge of the military affairs of the twenty-four prefectures. In the second year of Kaihuang, I promoted to the Shangzhu State and added the Shangshu Ling of the Southwest Daoxingtai. In the twelfth year, I was added to the Neishi Ling and the General of the Right Leadership Army, and officially left the town and enfeoffed it to Shu. Over the past ten years, I have governed Yizhou in an orderly and prosperous manner. When the people in the court mentioned me, who could not give me a thumbs up and praise "good"? However..."

However, the words were silent for a while. Yang Zhao felt more and more incongruity in his heart. He used his magical power to observe the other party by touching the qi. However, he felt that Yang Xiu's qi was strong and vigorous, and his vitality was full of vitality, and there was no sign of exhaustion. However, his expression was decayed on his face, and suddenly he said these words, which was clearly the way he said the last words. Could it be...

Before he could figure out what, Yang Xiu spoke again and said slowly: "My father and mother gave birth to our five brothers, and I am only ranked fourth. Since ancient times, I have never dared to have any extravagant hopes for the throne. From childhood to adulthood, all I thought was to assist my elder brother in the future so that I could prosper for thousands of years. Unexpectedly, the bolt from the blue, and the second brother suddenly competed for a position with my elder brother as if he had become a different person. And those methods made people shudder. At that time, I saw it, both confused and scared. Looking back on the stories of brothers and sisters recording each other in history books, I thought I was very far away from myself and would never be born by myself. But I didn't expect..."

Yang Xiu paused again, and the cartilage in his throat slid up and down with difficulty, and bursts of crying and laughing voices, and continued: "In the following years, the battle between the eldest brother and the second brother became more and more intense. Even though the third brother and the fifth brother were just watching the wall, they still ate day and night without knowing the taste and couldn't sleep. Who knows that in his heart? After the eldest brother finally lost to the second brother and was deposed as a commoner by his father, we were frightened and could not be added. The third brother was worried about slander and ridicule, and had no way to send him, but he was arrogant and extravagant. Unexpectedly, he violated the taboo of his father and was scolded several times. He was uneasy and finally died of illness last year. So from that time on, I made up my mind..."

When Yang Xiu talked about this, he couldn't help but sigh and said, "Actually, the eldest brother is not wrong, and the second brother is not wrong. If you say something is wrong, it is wrong that our brothers are all born in the imperial family, and it is also wrong that our brother is too talented, and it is even more wrong that our brother was born for several years first. Otherwise, our brothers would not have ended up like this. Perhaps... this is our fate."

Yang Xiu's confession was helpless every word. Yang Zhao felt uncomfortable when he heard it. He sighed and said, "Actually, my father..." After saying six words, Yang Xiu suddenly sneered and interrupted him, saying, "Do you think I'm regretting it? Wrong. Good nephew, Sishu just wants you to know that the Tian family has no father and son, and all the love between flesh and blood are all his fucking farts. If anyone can't understand this, he will be destined to die a bad death!"

Yang Zhao sighed, "It's time for now, why should you be stubborn? Let it go. As long as you are willing to let go, I..." The little prince gritted his teeth and turned the stubborn: "I will do my best to protect you from death in front of the emperor and grandfather, and even protect your filial piety and brother from being implicated. If you violate this oath, you will be punished by heaven and earth, and you will be destroyed in the hell of the world for thousands of disasters and will not be reborn."

Yang Xiu stared at Yang Zhao and nodded, "I believe in you. My good nephew, to be honest, over the past few days, I thought about it day and night. What I want to do most is not to kill Daxing and sit on the dragon bed, but to catch you, a boy who is ignorant of my great affairs, and cut him into pieces, peeling and cramping. But when the night is quiet, I still can't help but envy my second brother, who can have a good son like you. Alas~ In the past, all the grievances you and me cannot be blamed on you. If you and I are in a different place, I will do the same thing with you, right? Forget it, time is fate and luck, and in the end it is only that sentence, God will do people."

After a pause, Yang Xiu's expression became harder. He shook his head and said, "It's a pity... you are still too young after all. I guarantee that my father and son will not die in front of my father? Haha, hahaha~~ When the third brother died last year, did you know how the father acted? The third brother hadn't made any serious mistakes yet, let alone me. Hey, there is no need to swear again. In short, the fourth uncle is grateful to him. As for Xiao'er... there is no need to protect him. As long as you open your eyes and close your eyes, you will think that there has never been this person in the world. The fourth uncle will be grateful to you." At this point, his eyes were filled with a few words of pleading for expectation.

When Yang Zhao heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then he thought that Yang Xiu had already made other arrangements. According to the common habits of today, Yang Xiao is three years old. But in fact, from the day he was born, he was only one and a half years old. If he sent his little cousin back to Daxing, even if Yang Jian did not blame the young grandson for his family affection, he had a father who had rebelled and would be ruined in this life. Then rather than being imprisoned for his whole life as a cage bird, it would be better to hide his name and be a man in the martial arts world.

After understanding this, Yang Zhao stopped insisting. He was silent for a while, and finally asked, "Then... what about you, Uncle Fourth?"

"Me?" Yang Xiu smiled faintly, "Although I can't help myself, I'm really afraid of my second brother's methods. My father's heart is so tough that he doesn't expect him to be open-minded. Since he has been willing to rebel, he will become the emperor if he succeeds, and he will become a thief if he fails. The fourth uncle has been the King of Shu for twenty years, which has been longer than in Daxing, and has long regarded Chengdu as his hometown. As for dying here, he will still go back to Daxing and die again, there is no big difference. But..."

He exhaled a long breath, his eyes fixed on Yang Zhao, and said, "When a person is about to die, his words are good. Good nephew, although you have practiced martial arts well, it's a pity that you are not ruthless enough. Your father's personality is a bit strange. Although you are the legitimate son, it's hard to protect you in the future... In short, your uncle, third uncle, and me, may have to add another fifth brother in the future, all of which are your past lessons. But no matter what, you must remember. The world of Sui Dynasty is our surname Yang, and we can only be our surname Yang. No matter who wants to come to fight this colorful country, it is to have an irresistible hatred with our surname Yang!"

Yang Zhao felt a stern and blurted out, "Ning Daoqi?"

——I celebrate the red ticket passing the 7ooo drop division line—

The Tangmen Storm Chapter is about to end. Next is the plot concept of a new chapter. I want to think about a new plot these two days, and I should be a bit new and confident, and it should be very dramatic. Haha, please continue to support me:p
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