Note: This book is roughly imitated by the official system of the Eastern Han Dynasty and the social background of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and the administrative region is roughly imitated by the settings of the Three Kingdoms period. All explanations are in the relevant work, and you can check it out if you need it. The official system and titles and the system of titles and titles of kings and marquis is more or less crushed and reshaped. The administrative region is only imitated by the Three Kingdoms but is not completely consistent. It has my own setting and has nothing to do with historical facts. Please do not pursue it in depth! Please forgive me for the lack of etiquette system, don’t investigate it in detail! Thank you! I hope everyone likes this book.

"The Brahma flowers fall in one fell swoop, and the treacherous hero will not be famous in the world. It is difficult to stop after pursuing the world. I regret that the way of heaven will be gone for a long time. Shura Chaos spares no life, and I hope you can solve the problem of eternal life. The prosperity of the three thousand worlds is over, and I only want to be frost silver."

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Thunder and heavy rain hit the face, and the Wu Yue in the south of the Yangtze River was in turmoil. The Yue Palace, located at the highest mountain in Kuaiji, was deeply trapped in the light of swords and blood. The strong wind slapped the windows of the divine palace, making a terrifying squeak. The inkstone paper and ink on the table were swept to the ground in a scattered manner.

The roaring wind carried raindrops and rolled up the silk books scattered everywhere in the hall.

Jian Cen stood in the middle of the hall with a bloody sword.

In the pool of blood on the ground, five or six servants and maids in plain clothes were lying in a row. Men and women fell together with each other, with their white and dark faces staring with almost jaw-dropping eyes, and they died with their eyes closed.

Another one of them seemed to be dead and then returned to the sky. It twitched twice, her lips opened and closed weakly, and a string of bloody foam appeared at the corners of her lips, as if she was struggling, her eyes turned white, and blood came from her nose.

Jian Cen raised his sword and slashed it hard.

The man's head was chopped away by a sharp sword, his brain flowed all over the ground, and cold blood spurted out from his neatly broken neck splattered on Jian Cen's black robe, and a strong smell of blood continued to spread in the hall.

They were all servants and maids of King Jian Cen of Yue, and the youngest was only eight years old. However, because they betrayed Jian Cen, he personally dealt with them.

The little eunuch Zhang Yu, who was hiding in the corner, was trembling all over when he watched all this.

Jian Cen's handsome face was covered with blood, and his expression was like a lifeless clay sculpture.

Suddenly, the gloomy eyes looked at Zhang Yu in the corner.

The little eunuch had goose bumps all over his body, sat limply on the ground, constantly moving backwards in horror, begging for mercy in his mouth: "Good your life! Give it a blessing! King! I have never betrayed you... King!"

Jian Cen held the sword and walked slowly towards Zhang Yu, staring at him like a bloodthirsty demon and giggling. The sword edge rubbed against the floor tiles, making a "hiss" sound.

The harsh sound made Zhang Yu panic, and a huge fear of death surged into his heart. He watched the man who looked like an evil ghost coming out of hell approach him step by step.

Before he could react, he suddenly felt a cold sword tip piercing into his chest, causing his whole body to twitch. After a moment, he felt a suffocation, pain and coldness swallowing him.

The little eunuch struggled violently for a while, and blood and tears kept pouring out along the corners of his eyes. He opened his lips, and his pale and painful little face was stained with the blood from his chest. At a young age, his kicking feet gradually calmed down and he disappeared.

Jian Cen held the hilt of the sword and stared at the corpses in the hall.

The Palace of Yue can no longer be guarded.

In his ears, he seemed to hear the angry shouts of the royal army outside the city when they came to eliminate the rebels. It won’t take long to be occupied by the royal army, and all his plans over the years have been dispersed.

The success and the success and the defeat of the enemy will be the common ruler of the world, and the defeat will be the treacherous minister in history.

it's all over.

Two years ago, a powerful defensive army suddenly emerged from the hands of the Yan Dynasty Emperor Sima Hui. He defeated Yue Kingdom three times with a strong attack, and attacked Yuzhang and then went to Poyang. King Jian Cen of Yue had no choice but to lead the Wang army north to return to the country of Metropolitan.

Sima Hui took advantage of the victory and attacked Kuaiji. Jian Cen met the wrong time, and the soldiers, guards, servants and maids in the palace rebelled one after another. The civil and military officials around him died, fled, and surrendered. He almost made him betrayal and separated from his relatives and was isolated and helpless, and even the last line of defense guarding the palace was broken.

He will undoubtedly die.

Jian Cen stood staggeringly in the middle of the hall, staring at Jiang Mengluo who was still asleep on the couch at this moment.

He turned slowly, his eyes were out of focus on the quiet beauty, and his dull eyes finally showed a hint of hope and a strong reluctance.

A deafening roar was heard outside the palace gate.

Jian Cen walked towards Jiang Mengluo with big strides, sitting by the couch, her trembling fingers touched her face very greedily. After calming down for a moment, he gently pushed her.

The sleeping woman's eyelashes trembled suddenly, and she opened her eyes tremblingly.

"A Luo. Are you... awake?" Jian Cen's hoarse voice confirmed his exhaustion at this moment.

"Yes." The woman called Aluo nodded.

"A Luo... the emperor is about to enter, are you afraid?" Jian Cen asked softly.

"Why are you afraid of? As long as Aluo can be with the king, he will not be afraid of life or death." Jiang Mengluo's slender arms were hugging the mattress, and the lightning outside the window flashed, and the light was imprinted on her face. She was born with a flawless appearance. At this moment, although her jade face was completely lost, her bright eyes were very calm.

"I am a ruthless minister. If you are captured in the temple with me, I don't know how much torture you will suffer..." Jian Cen lowered his eyes, clenched his hands tightly into fists, and the blue veins on the back of his hands were swelling, and the tendons and veins could be vaguely visible.

"Emperor Yan is cruel and unjust, and the people of the Great Yan Dynasty were lost, and people were suffering from all over the world. Even if there is no king in such a dynasty, it will be destroyed by other countries in the future. Therefore, the king is not considered a rebellious minister. At least, in Aluo's heart, you are an open and honest gentleman. If you were not plotted by villains... the king would never fall into this situation! King! Aluo is not afraid of being tortured, but is afraid that he will not be with the king forever."

The beauty's weak body leaned against Jian Cen's side, and her expression was always firm.

The two of them suddenly fell silent. In a moment, Jian Cen suddenly picked up Jiang Mengluo by the waist, jumped out of the large window of the temple, and ran out.

"A Luo, I will not let you suffer or die. I swear to the heavens that I have a clear conscience with the people and the country in this life. I owe you a ceremony for the queen and never get along with you forever. In the future, you must find someone again and don't be involved in the dispute over the royal power."

"Master!"

Jian Cen ran all the way to the palace with the beauty in her arms. Unexpectedly, she was preparing to let Jiang Mengluo escape from the secret passage. The King's Army of the Dayan Dynasty had broken through the gate of the temple and chased them all the way.

Jiang Mengluo immediately jumped out of Jian Cen's arms and pulled him all the way.

The two were forced to a cliff and finally stopped.

Sima Hui, who was leading the army behind him, looked at the two men who were in a mess above the broken wall, and suddenly laughed and sarcastically said, "Jian Cen! How good is it to betrayal of the family? If you hand over the Jiang Nu, I may spare your life!"

Jian Cen blocked his arm and stood in front of Jiang Mengluo and said, "Don't think about it!"

"Diet is coming, what are you doing? It is a great tolerance for you to exchange a woman for your life!" Sima Hui was disgusted and stared coldly at the man in front of him wearing a mysterious suit and a jade-like head.

Jian Cen's eyes widened and rushed forward to fight him for the last battle, but Jiang Menglou pulled her sleeve.

He turned his head and looked at her.

"Why should the king say too much to such a person?" Jiang Mengluo smiled, held the cold hand in his sleeve, stepped forward, and glared at Sima Hui with a beautiful eyes and said, "Emperor Yan! You are extremely shameless and cannot believe anything you say. How do I believe that you can spare the king's life!"

"Little beauty...you believe me! If you follow me, I will definitely spare your lover." Sima Hui immediately said lustful when he saw Jiang Nu standing up.

Jiang Mengluo sneered: "You are so cruel and incompetent, and you are bloodthirsty. Sooner or later, your country will be destroyed by your hands. Wait and see. Emperor Yan! You will be retribution!"

Sima Hui couldn't hear such words and said furiously: "Num Jiang! Do you really think I dare not kill you!"

Jiang Mengluo was too lazy to talk to him anymore. She turned around and held Jian Cen's hand and said slightly: "King, A Luo will be with you even if she dies."

Jian Cen stared at her eyes tremblingly and said bitterly and painfully: "After all, what I promised you is not done... but now I want you to accompany me..."

Jiang Mengluo shook her head and pulled him back two steps and said, "I want to marry you as a wife, how could I expect the world to be impermanent? Even if I go through this life again, I will still be willing to be with you."

The two retreated to the cliff, looked at the abyss behind them, and looked up at each other.

Jian Cen said softly: "Under the cliff, it is a forest of poisonous miasma. He jumped down and died without a complete body."

Jiang Mengluo nodded and clenched his hand.

Jian Cen smiled tenderly, and the smile on the corners of her lips was the most dazzling light that Jiang Nu had ever seen in her life.

Seeing the two of them retreating frequently, Sima Hui raised his breath and his tone became panicked: "What are you going to do?"

After saying that, Jian Cen and Jiang Nu held hands with each other, jumped down from the Poison Cliff and fell down.

"No!" Sima Hui rushed to the edge of the cliff, watching Jiang Nu fall off the cliff, roaring loudly, her blood-covered eyes full of disappointment.

The strong wind seemed to tear Jiang Nu's whole body into pieces, and a heart-wrenching pain came from all over her body.

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"Jian Cen! Fu Yang!"

The beauty on the couch suddenly woke up, sat up in sweat, and kept gasping.

She was pale and held a volume of bamboo ancient books and historical materials in her hand, and was spreading out a section.

Historical records: In the 27th year of Chongsui, the Yue Kingdom, which dominated the north of Dayan, was destroyed. King Jian Cen of Yue and the legendary girl Jiang both fell off the cliff after committing love. At this point, Dayan returned to peace again.

The beauty leaned against the couch, brushed her face with a light sleeve, and tears burst into her eyes.

Jian Cen died without a complete body, but she was rescued and lay on this soft couch all day long to live a life of silence.

Three hundred and thirty-five years have passed, and there is no whereabouts of Fu Yang in the divine book. She can only search for evidence that the man had survived in the mortal world. Jian Cen was just a lifetime of Fu Yang being demoted to the mortal world. Because his death was too tragic, Meng Po could not find Fu Yang's soul to be reborn again.

She was crazy all day long and felt unbearable.

All this starts with the incidents that caused disasters in the Nine Heavens and the evil spirits that occurred one thousand and eight hundred years ago.

As the capital of Nanyun, Jiang Mengluo was the heir to the Nuwa tribe; as the wonderful god of the people in the world. For the sake of the people of the world, he went to block the eyes of disaster, but unfortunately, he was in a bad way and his life was only seven days left.

The husband Baihe Xingjun Fu Yang used his life spirit, Zhuque Soul to sacrifice to the Fanhua Valley, slaughtering all the creatures in the valley, causing chaos in the world to rescue her, and thus made a big mistake.

The six realms fought everywhere because of the destruction of Fanhua Valley. The Emperor of Heaven was furious and ordered people to escort Fu Yang to Zhuxiantai to perform the punishment. Fu Yang's father Bai Zhixingjun pleaded for mercy, and he was able to spare his death.

Emperor Chen Yao once asked Fu Yang in front of the gods. If Fu Yang had regrets and guilt about this matter, Emperor Chen might be exempted from his crime.

Helplessly, I would rather die than regret it.

The Emperor of Heaven was furious and immediately demoted him to the mortal world, and used his destiny to curse the soul of the Zhuque, which made Fu Yang fall into the mortal world as a human being, suffer from the miserable suffering of reincarnation, and will not die well in life, and will never return to the ninth level of heaven forever.

In order to remove the curse on Fu Yang, she claimed to be a primordial spirit and became an ordinary person with no magic power. She searched for thousands of years in the world, went through dozens of reincarnations of Fu Yang, and watched him die for life for life.

She thought that perhaps Jian Cen was the turn of her unraveling the curse of Fu Yang, but in the end, Jian Cen was killed by her and she died without a complete body.

After Fu Yang arrived in Jian Cen's life, there was no trace of him in the world.

Jiang Mengluo has searched for records of Huangquan Mengpo's Goddess countless times, but she can no longer find the trace of Fu Yang's reincarnation and reincarnation.

In a blink of an eye, three hundred and thirty-five years passed like this.

The dynasties on earth change rapidly.

Sima Hui's Dayan Dynasty was eventually destroyed by the hands of the Emperor of Wei under his brutal rule.
To be continued...