Chapter 663 Yu Xiheng: Why are you crying? 【3 updates】
"Everyone has to die." He laughed softly and didn't care much. "It may be lighter than a feather, or it may be heavier than Mount Tai. Do you think I will be like a feather, or will I be like Mount Tai?"
Si Fuqing looked at him closely, and her voice became hoarse: "You will be remembered, everyone will remember you, but you -"
Daxia dragon bird.
The youngest emperor.
All the beautiful words in the world cannot be overstated about him.
However, he died so early.
Since ancient times, heroes are like beauties, and they are not allowed to grow old in the world.
"Everyone?" He was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand and knocked her on the head, "How can this be such an exaggeration?"
"It's true." Si Fuqing said seriously, "Your Majesty, your achievements will last for thousands of years and will benefit future generations. Many people will worship you after a thousand years."
He just found it interesting, leaning his head and looking at it with a smile: "Can a small military advisor see the future? How will Daxia be like in a thousand years?"
He took what she said as a joke.
But as soon as he spoke, the person who asked the question was still not himself, but Daxia.
"Okay." Si Fuqing whispered, "Although there is darkness, the light never dies."
"Perhaps there are beats in every generation, but there has never been a beat generation. They have always worked hard."
He was startled again: "That's good."
"Your Majesty, have you ever thought that in 1,500 years, we will be able to climb to the Moon Palace and soar through the nine heavens." Si Fuqing added, "We can make sophisticated and huge weapons, and we can also sneak into the sea and conquer thousands of miles of waves."
"I want to." He smiled slightly, paused, and then whispered, "But I can't see it."
Si Fuqing's heart trembled.
She really wanted him to see what Bacteria would be like fifteen hundred years later.
And when this idea emerged, the game system that had been silent suddenly sounded an alarm.
[It is forbidden to change history! 】
[It is forbidden to change history! 】
[It is forbidden to change history! 】
"I can't change history. Can I show him what Daxia will be like a thousand years later?" Si Fuqing said coldly, "He is going to die soon and can't do anything."
"Is it possible that you think he is so powerful that just one dream can change the future of Daxia?"
The game system did not sound an alarm this time.
The default is the same.
Si Fuqing clasped his fingers: "Your Majesty, you are tired, please rest."
He was obedient: "Okay."
With Si Fuqing's help, he returned to the bed and closed his eyes.
She sat aside and put her hand on his head.
Come to think of it, the game system also felt that he had been wandering around all his life. At this time, she was allowed to use the ability of the evolver to transmit the future Daxia into his mind in the form of a dream.
Si Fuqing sat quietly.
He didn't sleep long, only two sticks of incense.
After opening his eyes, he stared at the sky blankly, and for the first time, an emotion called confusion appeared on his face.
"Wu Yi?" He seemed to have just come back to his senses. He was silent for a moment and said, "I had a dream."
Si Fuqing's eyelashes trembled: "What dream?"
His smile was pure: "I dream that thousands of years from now, the mountains and rivers will be peaceful and the dawn will be safe."
"I dreamed that today, thousands of years later, the mountains and rivers would be peaceful and the people would be safe." His voice became softer and softer. "Everywhere is prosperous and the streets are long."
"A prosperous age without war, without killing, without death, without blood."
He dreamed that he was taking a spaceship called a spaceship to the Moon Palace, overlooking the five continents.
He also dreamed that he took something called a submarine and dived into the depths of the Dongling Sea.
He even saw strange buildings lined up in rows, and the streets were busy with traffic and people flowing like a sea.
He sighed softly, with infinite sadness: "This is my first time to see this world."
How can the land conquered by one soldier be allowed to be invaded by others?
After saying that, he closed his eyes again: "It's a pity, it's just a dream,"
Si Fuqing turned his head away and said nothing, his shoulders shaking slightly.
She wanted to tell him that this was not a dream.
How much she wanted to tell him that this was the Daxia he protected with his life.
Si Fuqing said softly: "Maybe, this is not a dream."
"Whether it's a dream or not, I can't see it anymore." He said, "That's good."
He fulfilled his original promise.
I am worthy of myself, I am worthy of Daxia, and I am worthy of the people of the five states.
The only ones who feel guilty are the Jiang family and the thousands of dead soldiers.
If he went down to see them today, he might be able to make amends.
"Your Majesty!" Si Fuqing blurted out, "It's really not a dream."
"Okay." He reached out and touched her head, "I know you are comforting me, but I am very happy and I really have no regrets."
"No one is God, just do your best."
He smiled faintly and said in a very soft voice, "If I die, please scatter my ashes into the sea."
"Let me drift with the wind. Let's see the prosperity of mountains and rivers in the future."
Looking at the five states of Daxia, they are prosperous.
Looking at the common people, enjoying the coolness under the grass.
Looking at the mountains, rivers and plains, stretching for thousands of miles.
This is Daxia's territory and no one can invade it.
Si Fuqing's voice was hoarse, and every word he spoke was trembling: "Stop talking..."
In modern times, such lung diseases can be easily cured.
But this is the beginning of ancient civilization. It’s not that the medical skills of the Divine Medical Alliance are not good, but that there are no corresponding instruments.
The flow of time is irreversible, and she cannot change history.
She could only watch him die.
He smiled, but she wanted to cry.
He smiled slightly: "Little military advisor, I'm sleepy and want to sleep again."
This time, he closed his eyes permanently.
In the midst of the falling snowflakes, his heart completely stopped beating.
When the emperor dies, the world becomes deserted and the mountains and rivers weep.
The snow fell even harder, burying the road.
Si Fuqing didn't know how long she stood there, and she almost had no feeling below her waist.
"Mr. Wuyi, His Majesty has already left." The leader of the Thousand Army Alliance said in a low voice, "Please give way and let us deal with His Majesty's funeral affairs."
Si Fuqing numbly stepped aside.
Just when the leader of the Thousand Army Alliance took a step forward, there was a "swish" sound, and the fire suddenly shot up to the sky.
A large fire erupted and engulfed the young emperor.
Everyone was horrified: "Your Majesty!"
Si Fuqing looked at the firelight and heavy snow intertwined.
Even until his death, he will keep his destiny firmly in his own hands.
It doesn’t matter who said it.
He passed by like a meteor, brief and thrilling.
What's left after scratching?
It’s a vast expanse of the Milky Way.
It was Daxia for fifteen hundred years.
It is also a trace that will never go away in her life.
**
seven in the morning.
The game cabin door opens.
Si Fuqing hugged her knees and sat in the game cabin, still not recovering at all.
The lights come on at this moment.
There were footsteps and someone squatted down in front of her.
"Qingqing?" Yu Xiheng paused, and then he raised his hand, his fingers stained with her tears.
He was startled and asked in a low voice: "Why are you crying again?"
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For the sake of the continuity of the plot, I have finished writing this paragraph
Filling in a hole, many babies have already guessed that the dream Emperor Yin had was what Qingqing let him see_(:з」∠)_
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