The So-Called Reward!
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Da da!
The sound of light and slow footsteps, the heaviness of landing on the snow, was.。。With the weight of one more person, his heart felt inexplicably heavy. Blood dripped from his wounds, and he walked forward slowly with one footprint after another. It evoked a sad feeling along the way. The wind blew, and the snow fell, as if to send off the dead and welcome the return of the swordsman. In the Snow Valley outside Xianyang, a world of white snow had begun. The snow scene that had never disappeared did not change.。。He could not return.
" Huh???" The moment he stepped into the valley, the unusual atmosphere caused the swordsman to pause in his steps. However, he did not stop his advance. As he entered the valley, he saw a burly figure standing there, his eyes fixed on the ground. On an amethyst sword platform, the swordsman entered. His cold eyes remained on the red plum blossoms that bloomed in the snowstorm in the valley. The rainbow that bloomed under the white snow outlined the only scene in the valley.
"You're back!" His voice was heavy, and his tone was laced with bitterness.。。。The last time they met, he had suffered a crushing defeat.。。It was also a sign of the separation of brothers. Now that they met again, the gap between the two of them was even deeper. She had taken a step forward because she was worried that she would not have the chance to enter this place. Facing the people who had followed her, Meng Tian was speechless.
"You should know... I don't like others entering my place!!!”Cold eyes, cold eyebrows, cold voice…He had already expected this, but when he faced it, he still underestimated the coldness. It was really colder than the temperature here. Looking at the cold corpse…As her elder brother, Meng Tian really wanted to know.。。。How exactly did he obtain the recognition of his own brother?。。Even as his elder brother, he did not receive such treatment.
"I know you don't want others to ruin the scenery here. I ordered people to transplant this red plum. After admiring the snow and listening to the wind for many years, it's time for a change.。。It's His Majesty's reward to you!" Entering this place, if he didn't get his approval and couldn't come up with a satisfactory reason, there would only be one outcome.。。This was the result of him not being confident of being an exception even as his elder brother.
He slowly bent down and placed the heavy object in his hand into the snow. He was already dead.。。。It was as if the light from yesterday had not faded from her face. She stood up and looked at the person in front of her with a cold gaze. Then, her hand that was holding the sword moved and rubbed against the scabbard. The red sword was suddenly unsheathed and turned into a sharp red light that pierced through the air. It brushed past Meng Tian's ears. The feeling of death was right before her eyes.。。It was unprecedented. A red light flashed and the red sword stopped on the sword platform.。。。
Bang!
As he walked, he did not stop for a moment. When he reached the sword platform, the scabbard suddenly stopped, and the white snow stirred up a wave of snow. His cold figure stopped under the red plum tree. He turned around and leaned against the tree. The white snow on the tree shook slightly and scattered on his white hair, as if it was embellished. Meng Tian saw this and turned around, only to see a sharp gaze staring straight at her.。。。It was even more powerful than a year ago.
"No merit, no reward…Do you want me to bow down to him like you?？”They had never been involved before, perhaps in the future.。。Would there still be an unresolvable hatred? Looking at the ice-cold man who had lost his breath, she suppressed the urge to kill him, but he actually came to kill her?？Was he showing off his pride as a king?？If it was the person in front of him…。
"Killing thirty-six Golden Fire Cavalrymen with a single sword strike is a meritorious deed. Defeating Yun Zhongjun, one of the four great elders of the Yin-Yang School, is also a meritorious deed! Defeating the captured Six Sword Slaves was also a credit! You deserve His Majesty's admiration!" One by one…One by one, the swordsman couldn't help but ponder.。。An outsider had already left so many traces in this world?？But were these really achievements? The swordsman asked himself if he was not…
"Hmm? If all of this was credit…Should I continue to work harder?？Wasn't it enough to use a sword against his throat?？I... She hoped that he would consider this and ask himself.。。Does he hate me or fear me?。。He just wanted to kill me, but... He was afraid…He was afraid that he would be killed by the snake instead of killing it. Isn't it?"
If it wasn't for the fact that he was afraid of this sword?？How could a proud king lower his head? If it wasn't for the fact that this sword was far more valuable alive than dead, how could a king be so magnanimous? For the same reason, if he wanted to kill him, how could he not want to kill him?。。Wasn't the wail coming from Li Shang also a desire for his blood?？
"Your Majesty is not afraid…"
"Then they wouldn't try to eliminate dissidents.。。Miaojiang... Next was the Yan Country, perhaps...。。After that is the Meng Clan!" He was defending but was interrupted by a cold voice as he walked out.。。On the way back, he saw too many things every day. How many dissidents were eliminated?。。He was just a temporary antidote to soothe the king's soul when he lost his sense of security.
"No matter what, protecting the existence of the Qin Dynasty is the mission of Meng tribe.。。This was also Meng tribe's fate! Everything is the will of the heavens!" Would there really be such a day? Perhaps! Perhaps he would be unwilling, but…。。This was the fate of being a general. They would rather be famous for thousands of years than bear the infamy of disloyalty.
"Destiny? Heaven's will? Then you will carry your so-called mission and destiny until the day you die with your eyes wide open! When the time comes, I will appear.。。Take a look... Can you still say... This was heaven's will! Leave! My snow is starting to get tired of you! My sword…I'm getting impatient!"
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
"Sigh!" The sound of the sword rang in her ears. The undisguised smell of blood spread. Blood dripped from the tip of the sword, as if it was preparing to drink blood. Meng Tian sighed and turned around.。。He could not convince him. In front of him, he could not suppress the fear he felt when he was on the verge of death.
"Did you hear Li Shang's wail? Let me send you off on this last journey!!!”The empty snowy valley once again fell into a deep silence. The sound that echoed in the valley was the last part of the journey, the wail of the sword.。。Farewell to you who also uses a sword…。A wisp of heroic soul gradually drifted into the distance with the incessant snowstorm.
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