Zhao Ge: 151. Unknown


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Chen Geguang was born in the "Nanhuai Chen family", a distinguished family from a high school, and a direct descendant of the Chen family. If he follows the original path safely and steadily, he will have a smooth career as a capital official.

However, he stayed for more than ten years in the great desert of Guazhou, blowing the lingering west wind.

Only because he was carrying wine to worship his friend at that time.

How did he say to his father at that time, oh, "What is nonsense? Seeing this black and white turn upside down, seeing that knowing the relationship is in vain and then defending yourself, this is nonsense"-what a generous words! What a man, how loyal!

How funny! !

"Mr. Yan? Mr. Yan!"

Chen Geguang gritted his teeth in the dark, staring at the familiar face that appeared after the mask fell.

The eldest master of the Liu family on the cloud, his close friend, Liu Yan.

The friend who died in the fire! That friend who is always graceful and worried about Min!

Ha!

Why would he know that if he went, his future would be ruined, or would he go? It's not because he was angry with the Liu family's vain death, because his friend who was not equal to the innocence died because of unwarranted charges when his age was just right. He hates these messy so-called "balances."

These hell, disgusting, upside-down things.

The result? The results of it?

The result was that the friend he thought he had died was actually alive and well. In his memory, he walked across the stone bridge in his deep clothes with an umbrella, and saw what kind of **** the Liu family master, who was compassionate on the face of the refugees, turned into something? What kind of **** has the Liu Yan he knew turned into?

With a shameless mask, he acted as a hidden guard of the royal family, because a word of ordinary people can burn that person to ashes with black fire without blinking.

Chen Geguang clearly remembered that on the night when he set off to Guazhou ghost town, the soldier on the wall only said two words "presumptuous", and a black flame rose from his body, and he was burned to ashes in an instant.

The kind of violent guy who can kill ordinary people at will, Mr. Yan, the guy who can see the thousands of cavalry soldiers of Quanjie’s First Left Army die in the yellow sand, and looks still--if he can, he Can't wait for the guy who drew his sword and chopped it out to be his friend?

When did his friend become such a jerk?

"Mr. Yan? What a Mr. Yan!"

Chen Geguang clenched his fist tightly.

He yelled almost hysterically.

——It doesn't make sense anymore.

Everything is a joke.

His determination to mourn with wine is a joke. The ten years he has been in the yellow sands of Guazhou without seeing his future is a joke. The justice he insists on is even more a **** complete joke.

Because he couldn't see the black and white turned upside down, he resolutely went to the ruins of the Liu Family's unextinguished fire, drinking like a fool, and drunk like a fool.

As a result, he has become one of those people whose black and white are reversed.

Chen Geguang didn't know how Liu Yan survived. It was clear that the Liu family had been in ruins, and Jintang's guards followed and killed all the Liu family like wolves. No matter how Liu Yan survived, there was no reason why he became a hidden guard of the royal family. He couldn't change a fact.

Liu Yan became Mr. Yan.

Become a person who was as disgusted by Chen Geguang as Liu Yan.

Killing an insignificant person at will, and sacrificing a lot of people without changing his face, just to achieve a goal that doesn't know what it is—how Liu Yan and he hated such a guy in the first place! But in the end, why did he become such a person?

There is no such thing as a long-distance reunion, the joy that a friend is not dead.

Only endless mockery.

Chen Geguang only felt that he had heard the sneer from his father. What was the father laughing at? Laugh at his innocence or his ignorance? Everyone is wise, only he is like an idiot.

In the dimness, Chen Geguang didn't know what he scolded.

It just felt incredibly...ridiculous.

"Ha! Ha! Ha!"

He laughed, worse than crying, he clenched his fist, his face twisted almost hideously, angry or sad, or something else?

"Go to your uncle!"

In the dark, ancient imperial city buried heavily in history, the world seemed to laugh without kindness.

Chen Geguang wanted to pull out the knife.

I want to chop up all the disgusting things, want to cut all the hypocritical and disgusting things. However, he can abandon his future and drink in the ruins after the fire. He can't know that his friends will turn into **** stuff; he can lead the army to attack happily, riding a thousand miles alone without fear of life and death, and can chop off the head on the ground. , But it cannot change the world.

He swung his knife at the whole world, but the knife fell into the air.

Whether it is justice or principle, it is a joke in front of the world.

And he can do nothing but swear.

Liu Yan held Ye Mingzhu without saying a word, allowing Chen Geguang to curse.

"You **** talk! Didn't you win every time before?" Chen Geguang said hoarsely. He was almost roaring, but his voice was almost inaudible.

He was so angry, but his voice was so low.

Say! talk!

Refute him!

Chen Geguang remembers that every time he argued with Liu Yan in the past, Liu Yan always won. Liu Yan is a well-known talented man in Beijing. He has learned a lot and is talented. He always hit the nail on the head and refuted him speechlessly.

How can such a person who speaks like a knife stop speaking?

As before, argue against him and let him know that he is wrong! That way, he stayed in the yellow sand for more than ten years before it would be like a joke.

But Liu Yan didn't say a word, his face seemed stiff, and the knuckles of his hands holding Ye Mingzhu turned white.

Same as dumb.

Chen Geguang released his hand and stopped cursing. He turned around and walked into the darkness step by step.

This is the king city of Nahm, the king city of the ancient emperors in the Chaos Era. There are tall cavalry here, with fire that can burn people to bones and slag, and the darkness in front is as dark as a viscous liquid. There are countless murderous opportunities hidden inside. He is not a cultivator, holding a knife that is useless before this kind of power, here is an ant.

But what about that? How can that be!

Follow him, go to him.

"Don't walk around."

Liu Yan finally spoke, in a low voice.

"It's your shit."

Chen Ge cursed without looking back.

At this time, he doesn't look like a person from a famous family anymore, just like a soldier who lives in Guazhou all day long with the company of the desert.

Yes, he is not the eldest master of the Chen family, he is not a **** of a famous family.

He is the commander of the First Army in Quanjie, Guazhou. He is a general of soldiers who have not read any books and don't know what is called "The Way of Saints."

Chen Geguang thought of the young soldier who was burned to ashes by the black fire.

At the beginning, he saved the little soldier's life in the desert, so even in the face of Mr. Yan who seemed to have the power of a ghost, he was willing to draw a knife and scold the other party for presumptuousness. The cavalry here in Guazhou, they are mostly illiterate, but because he manages Guazhou carefully, even if he is afraid of the forbidden land called a ghost city, he is willing to step in with him.

In the end, they all buried themselves in yellow sand.

Death is unclear.

Chen Geguang grinned and laughed.

So he scolded Mr. Yan so angrily—oh no, Liu Yan—what is it? Isn't it you who led the soldiers who trusted them and brought them to death? Knowing that what the royal guards are performing must not be a safe task, isn't he still obeying the secret order?

Even he himself lives despicably.

"I would rather you are dead."

Before entering the darkness completely, Chen Geguang stopped and suddenly said a word.

The tone is no longer excited, no longer angry.

As calm as stagnant water.

Liu said nothing.

He lay on the ground and watched his friend, who had always been unscrupulous and unscrupulous, walked into the deep darkness with a knife.

"Ha."

He lowered his eyes and looked at Ye Mingzhu in his hand.

He also laughed.

"You are right."

Liu Yan spoke in a low voice, and his hand holding Ye Mingzhu let go. Ye Mingzhu fell down and rolled on the ground, his voice was very clear.

The last sentence of Chen Geguang was right.

He also hoped that he might as well die.

People are worse than ghosts.

Liu Yan laughed hoarsely. He was lying on the cold ground, smiling and coughing up blood.

He wanted to stop Chen Geguang from leaving, but he couldn't stand up anymore. The knife that was just thrown out and exploded in mid-air was his natal weapon.

What is a natal weapon?

That would be his life.

"It's so dying."

Someone suddenly made a noise in the darkness.

The light of the fire suddenly lit, and a person stood not far from them.

Liu Yan recognized that it was Tai Shangzong's big brother, Ye Qiusheng. He has encountered this person many times in some secret realms related to the era, and has handed in many hands.

Is a very dangerous person.

"It's a pity, I want to save you, but I don't have the ability. If you have any last words, you can listen to one of the chiefs of Jintang's dark guards, the young master of the Liu family."

Ye Qiusheng came over.

"Don't let him die."

Liu Yan's expression returned to calm, and he looked like the son of a prominent family again, taking it easy. A bronze medal appeared in his hand. He threw the bronze medal to Ye Qiusheng.

"I know you are looking for this thing. Here you are."

Ye Qiusheng did not answer.

"Although I want it, I can't guarantee that I can do this kind of ghost place."

He was telling the truth.

"I know."

Liu Yan looked calm. He had sensed that someone was standing not far away, and the other party had locked himself in, so he let Chen Geguang go out. Ye Qiusheng walked out, but he was relieved.

"So, if you can, save him."

Liu Yan's voice lowered bit by bit.

He threw things to Ye Qiusheng like a gambling.

Ye Qiusheng took the bronze medal, turned and left.

Liu Yan raised his head and lay on the ground.

He is dead.

With many unknown secrets.


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