nashuaworldcup Chapter 438 (Additional Words) The Revenge of the Republic of China 26
Chapter 438 (Additional Words) The Revenge of the Republic of China 26
A pot of refreshing tea brought the two of them closer together.
Di Chen was not polite, he took a sip of tea and asked calmly, "When do you plan to return?"
"It's nice outside, but it's not home."
Xue Yi chuckled and raised her hand to add a cup of tea for him: "Home is where the family is."
"I have no home for a long time."
Di Chen put down the teacup and looked at her steadily with deep eyes.
The woman's appearance was still the same charming and beautiful as in his memory, except that she looked more mature and steadier than before.
She was dressed in white, leaning lazily on a rattan chair, seemingly uninterested in anything in this world. However, only a few of them knew how turbulent the waves in her heart were.
"Let's go back."
"I will help you find your people."
When the man's low voice came, Xue Yi was still in a trance for a moment. She turned her head in surprise and bumped into a pair of eyes full of seriousness.
Di Chen had a very good appearance, not inferior to the Five Wonders of Fu Guang at all.
(The Five Wonders of Floating Light: Shi Yuan, Ji Wuchen, Xie Lanyue, Bai Ye, Luo Jing)
If Shi Yuan is the lonely, tall and cold moon, Ji Wuchen is the misty and dust-free smoke.
Xie Lanyue is the alluring peach blossom, and Bai Ye is the stubborn stone deep in the ice.
What does Luo Jing look like? A fearless, rampaging fire, with a magic spear that never fails.
So what about Emperor Chen?
We are connected to millions of lives. We are born from heaven, and one day we will be destroyed by heaven.
No one knows where he came from.
Lian Xue Yi had only seen this mysterious Lord God once in the three hundred years since he came to power.
The Lord God, the Lord God, as the name suggests, is the controller and manager of all planes.
He seems to have no weaknesses or emotions, and handles affairs with absolute steadiness, rationality and calmness.
The sloppy coat only blooms to Ji Xueyi.
Under the mask is a heart that has been calm for tens of millions of years without a single ripple.
He didn't know when he would disappear, he only knew that he had a mission since the day he was born, which was to maintain the balance of the Three Thousand Worlds.
That's it.
The rest has nothing to do with him.
Love, hate, anger, infatuation, blood feud, family and country, infatuated men and resentful women, whether lovers can become a couple or not, etc., have nothing to do with him.
Di Chen never cared about these things.
What he needs to do is to ensure that the fate of the people in the world will not change drastically.
Everyone has thought: Man can conquer nature.
The funny thing is that they have no idea that the emergence of this idea is arranged by the so-called God whom they want to defeat.
The soul of every living being is connected to thousands of cause and effect destinies, not just humans.
Therefore, life or death, whether one can overcome difficulties or not, and what kind of ups and downs and hardships one will experience are all determined by the cause and effect destiny.
You reap what you sow.
The cause and effect destiny line is responsible for formulating the rules, and what each generation of the main gods has to do is to maintain the operation of the rules.
But even such a rational, ruthless and desireless god can have moments of distress.
There will also be rules and destinies that you want to change.
However, this road is destined to be bumpy and difficult.
A narrow escape from death.
...
Xue Yi was surprised and asked, "Are you... serious?"
Di Chen's hair was blown by the wind, and a strand of it fell into her palm.
"Ji Xueyi."
"I, Di Chen, never tell lies."
"But you also know that asking me to do something always requires an exchange. I have a condition that you must agree to."
Xue Yi became excited. If she had Di Chen's help, she wouldn't have to keep searching in one small world after another!
Although each plane repeats the same tasks and occasionally brings her new experiences, as Di Chen said, the outside world is not home after all.
"you say!"
She looked at him with bright eyes, her snow-white hair unconsciously intertwined with Di Chen's long golden hair. He looked at her deeply, then said in a calm voice: "I want a section of your hair."
Xue Yi was confused, "What did you say?"
Di Chen repeated again: "I want a section of your hair."
He raised his hand, and his bony fingers gently ran through her hair, finally cutting off a section.
The next moment, Xue Yi's cut hair grew back.
She looked at the hair in Di Chen's palm, not understanding what he meant.
Helping her find her tribe members is such a big deal, and all they ask for is a piece of her hair?
really weird.
However, she seemed to be able to sense the pleasure emanating from the man opposite her.
he……
Seems like you're in a good mood?
Before she could think about it, Di Chen had already put away his hair, and his figure slowly turned into nothingness.
"Be prepared to leave."
"The time is almost here."
Xue Yi looked at Di Chen who was slowly disappearing and felt confused for the first time.
She asked 007: [Xiao 7, what does he mean? ]
007 sat beside Zhou Yuran, and glanced at him faintly from the corner of his eye, and responded: [Xiao 7 doesn't understand, it should be to urge you to return to the Floating Light Realm. ]
[Master, you have been away for five thousand years. It is time to go back and take a look.]
After some time, when the time comes and the fate is involved, the owner will have to return even if he doesn't want to.
It is better to act early and seize the opportunity.
Xue Yi didn't delve into it further. She always felt that there was something else between Di Chen and 007's words, but she also knew that these two people would not harm her, otherwise she would not have let Di Chen take her hair so easily.
She nodded, then stood up, and her skirt changed back into a little dress, a style popular in West China during the Republic of China.
It was getting late, and Fu Xicheng should be almost done with the battle.
She should go back.
Xue Yi returned to the room ten minutes before Fu Xicheng arrived at the government office, pacing back and forth pretending to be anxious.
Fu Xicheng was carried back by the soldiers, and even the soldiers who carried him back were covered in blood.
The road to revolution has always been long and full of blood and gore.
Xue Yi brought the doctor from the government office and quickly rushed to Fu Xicheng's bedside.
The man frowned, his handsome face was extremely pale and he was sweating.
After knowing that she could not interfere with this person's cause and effect, Xue Yi stood aside obediently, playing the role of an anxious and worried little wife.
The doctors were busy shuttling around Fu Xicheng's bed, their expressions serious and focused.
Three hours later, the surgeon took off his mask and looked regretful.
He sighed deeply, turned around and said to everyone, "We did our best to treat President Fu's injury. Although the bullet was taken out, the delay was too long, and the nerves and muscles were severely damaged. I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to regain consciousness in the future."
Liu Mo stepped forward and grabbed the doctor's collar, with an expression of disbelief and frenzy on his fierce face, "What did you say?!"
"you……"
The soldiers around him hurriedly stopped Liu Mo, and the doctors packed up their things and quickly left the scene.
Liu Mo also knew that he was too excited.
But the young master had worked hard for most of his life to get to where he is today, and now he was about to start a family, but he became disabled again...
He couldn't find out the Marshal's current situation.
How sad he would be if he knew that the son he had carefully nurtured now had a broken arm...
Liu Mo had been marching for more than 30 years and had never felt as helpless as he did at this moment.
The whereabouts of the former boss are unknown, and the current boss has a broken arm and is in a coma.
The entire West China Republic was in danger.
What did they do wrong? To have to go through such suffering...
Those people, those soldiers who died in battle, the marshals who sacrificed themselves and their families, step by step, isolated and helpless, have become the current president...
Oh my god!
How could you be so cruel?
Fu Xicheng was still in a coma and had no time to pay attention to anything in the outside world.
However, a revenge against him and Fu Yi is coming in an overwhelming manner.
On the other side, after Di Chen's consciousness returned to its place, he was stroking the half of his white hair in the palm of his hand, as if thinking about something.
After a long time, a piece of the golden hair broke off and intertwined with the white hair, forming a heart-shaped knot.
He injected his essence and blood into it, and the knot soon flashed with golden light and slowly hung around his waist.
Ji Xueyi ah Ji Xueyi...
I've been waiting for you for a long time...
...
Three days later, the two teams from North China and West China engaged in a protracted battle.
The battle lasted for two years. After Fu Xicheng woke up, he did not even bother to care about his disabled left arm, and immediately began to plan the defense map.
Liu Mo assisted him and quickly pointed out his weaknesses with his excellent practical experience.
The two of them worked together to deploy defenses, with Liu Mo leading the troops in person and Fu Xicheng sitting in the government office at the base camp.
Two years passed, and the situation changed from being able to compete with each other in the beginning to being defeated later.
West China is about to end.
At the same time, Fu Xicheng also began to urgently want to send Xue Yi away.
Zhang Shuwan can't stay here any longer.
His arm was disabled, the number of soldiers under his command was dwindling, and the troops transferred from outside were also beginning to lose ground.
In this battle, Fu Xicheng seemed to have already foreseen the smoke of defeat that would follow.
He didn't want Zhang Shuwan to die here with him.
Donggu is far away from Beicheng. If she turns back now, she can escape with her family and go to another place to survive for a while.
How could Xue Yi not know what this man was thinking?
He didn't want her to stay and share his suffering, he just wanted her to leave as soon as possible, even if she would share happiness with another man in the future.
He doesn't even care.
He only cared about her life.
Fu Xicheng asked someone to pack Xue Yi's luggage. He dragged her out of the government office gate and asked her to get in the car and leave.
Xue Yi took advantage of his inattention and quickly pulled out a gun and put it against her forehead: "Fu Xicheng! You promised me to stay with you, but now you want to drive me away!"
The man's face was still somewhat pale, and he bit his lips tightly, trying to suppress certain emotions. Soon his eyes were red.
He took a deep breath and said, "Awan, there is no time. I am already at the end of my strength."
"My arm is broken, and the enemy is about to attack. Huaxi, which has been defending for seven years, is about to be shattered, and the country will be destroyed... and the family will be ruined."
"I can't give you happiness."
"You know my temper. Don't threaten me with your life. Go back to Beicheng. If Xiao Beichen can bring you happiness, I will be at peace."
"There are no bullets in the gun. After this farewell, perhaps we will never see each other again."
"I failed you."
"In my next life, if I have the chance, I will repay you."
"Goodbye, Awan."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the stairs. The man's back was still straight and upright, cold, hard and resolute, just like a lonely rock on the cliff that had withstood years of wind and rain.
Xue Yi's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she silently put down the gun in her hand.
Fu Xicheng is out of time.
But she was running out of time.
In order to reassure Fu Xicheng, she got on the bus back to North City right under his nose.
But as soon as she left the city, her figure disappeared.
The person who escorted her had his memory tampered with and he only remembered that he sent Miss Zhang back.
When Fu Xicheng heard the news, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He held the amulet that Xue Yi had asked for him, and he couldn't stop feeling sad.
There were many things in his life that were beyond his control.
But he didn't want to use this to confine Zhang Shuwan.
She is the free wind, and everything will be fine when she returns to North City.
No matter who she is with in the future, Fu Wanyi or Xiao Beichen, it will be a hundred times better than being with him now.
A useless man who is about to die is no longer worthy of continuing to be obsessed with her.
In the face of national justice, he had no time to think about love.
...
At this time, someone from North China sent a gift.
The night was as dark as ink, and the lights in front of the government office were bright, but they could not dispel the heaviness and sadness that shrouded the air.
Liu Mo walked over quickly, holding an exquisite wooden box in his hand. There were complicated patterns carved on the surface of the box. It didn't look heavy, but the deputy general's hands were shaking.
He stood in front of Fu Xicheng, bowed deeply, and then presented the wooden box with both hands, with a solemn and sad voice: "Mr. President, this was sent by someone from Hua Beifang, who said that they would hand it to you personally."
Fu Xicheng raised his head slightly, his eyes fell on the wooden box in Liu Mo's hand, and a hint of doubt and vigilance flashed in his eyes.
He stretched out his hand, slowly took the wooden box, and gently stroked the patterns on the box with his fingertips. He always had an ominous premonition.