Museum of Demons Chapter 858

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Chapter 858, Chapter 858 of the Town Demon Museum's text, "My name is Gonggong, and the human race is Shuizheng, hahaha, is your name Zhuanxu?" '

"All Zhuanxu were chosen from the meaning of the great sun, and they were located in the Gaoyang clan, and they took the sign of the great sun. '

'This sword is for you. '

The tall young man handed it over holding a sword: 'This sword was forged by me. '

'The big sun is hanging high, and there must be a shadow, so you can hold this sword and kill all those 'shadows' who lied to the big sun and Gaoyang. '

The young man who was laughing in front of him disappeared, and he fell to the ground with his heart pierced.

As for the proof of the big sun, the famous sword and painting is in his hands, exuding an ominous blood color.

Zhuanxu opened his eyes suddenly, panting rapidly, his face turned pale, the girl from Tushan next to him was awakened, looked at Zhuanxu cautiously, the corner of the boy's mouth twitched, and said, "Ah... it's Alu, I had a nightmare, I actually dreamed that I killed him with the shadow-painting sword given to me by the Gonggong eldest brother."

Nu Lu looked at the young man who was mumbling to himself, instead of teasing him as in the past, she just gently embraced the young man Zhuanxu in her arms, her forehead pressed against the young man's black hair, Zhuanxu's murmuring voice became weaker and weaker, and finally her body trembled. , turned into a whimper.

"I killed him..."

"I killed him!"

"it's me…"

There was only pity in Nu Lu's eyes.

Gonggong, Xuanyuan left one by one, and Zhuanxu, no matter how painful his heart was, at this moment, he could only sort out his mind and deal with one thing after another. As Gonggong said, he could not, and could no longer Childish.

Organize government affairs, arrange pensions for the wounded, and re-revise many races.

After the great war and catastrophe, there is one more thing to deal with.

And after the human race's situation finally eased down a little, and after the backlog of affairs was resolved, Zhu Rong looked at Qinse who was put away by Zhuanxu, and said such a sentence in a complicated way.

"Qinse is already covered in ashes."

When I was young, I loved it so much that Shaohao was so angry that he threw it directly into the zither of the gully of the East China Sea. Because he hadn't played it for a long time, even the pitch was no longer accurate, and the strings and body were covered with dust. .

"Zuanxu, how would you settle the Gonggong tribe?"

The boy who tied the originally soft black hair with a jade crown, showing his forehead and sharp eyes, was silent for a while, and said softly: "If some of them are willing to stay here, then they will stay in the hinterland of the human race. If they are not willing, they want to leave. , you can also…”

Zhu Rong said: "...So, what's the whole story of this matter?"

Zhuanxu closed his eyes, thinking about the appearance of the Gonggong clan he had secretly visited. That night, they were still sleeping, waiting for the heroic Gonggong to bring them home, and there were several children waiting for the Gonggong. Bedtime stories and comforting.

What was waiting for was news of the Gonggong rebellion, and a cold corpse.

Zhuanxu didn't dare to look at them at all.

Now he said slowly: "I'll go with them..."

Zhuanxu, you can't run away like you used to.

Gonggong's voice sounded in the boy's ear, and his words suddenly could not go on, as if he was stuck in his throat, silent for a long time, holding the painting sword, then he opened his eyes and heard his answer like this , the voice is hollow and cold:

"...There are many people, as long as one person spreads the matter, the Gonggong eldest brother will die in vain, and they will also be in danger. They will be caught by the rest of the Zhuolu Battle, and they will be taken out as a tool to intimidate the human race. soul."

"So, for their own good, and for the human race..."

"They can't know the truth."

Zhu Rong looked at the friend in front of him, the originally gloomy hair had been tied up, showing deep eyebrows, Zhu Rong smiled complicatedly: "...You have really changed, but as a king, this is Qualifying change."

"Qinse has fallen into ashes, do you want to play another song together?"

Zhuanxu readily agreed.

Just as they were still in the kingdom of Shaohao, the two sat opposite each other and played the qin, the sound of which was quiet, one was like a bird flying to the south, the other was like a deep valley. They originally met in the kingdom of Shaohao when they were young. Friendship, Qin Yin has already cooperated with you and me, but at this moment, it can no longer be coordinated.

Zhuanxu's hand trembled, and the strings of the guqin in his hand broke.

There was a noisy noise in the sound of the piano. Zhu Rong also stopped playing the piano. He pressed the guqin in his hand and did not speak for a long time. Finally, he hung the qin on the wall and said, "...I'm leaving too, Zhuanxu."

The handsome man said softly: "I told her that I want to see the Jade Dragon Snow Mang in Kunlun, I want to see the waves in the South China Sea, and I want to see the stars rise and fall in the Great Wilderness. The tenth and tenth month are endless, and now I should fulfill the promise. It's time."

Zhuanxu's throat tightened.

Zhu Rong smiled and said, "Even if it wasn't my original intention, I lost her for the first battle of the human race, and I can't stay here anymore... But don't worry, don't worry... I will still help you maintain the stability of the world when I am outside. "

"Until the next generation comes."

The aftertaste of the piano sound was still there, Zhu Rong took a deep breath, forced a smile, and said:

"The sound of the piano is deep and deep, only the harmony of the sky, and the right wind is the way."

"Goodbye, Zhuanxu, the kingdom of Shaohao is overseas, there are many different birds, I will use them to write to you... Once a year, spring comes to the north, and autumn comes to the south."

Zhu Rong bowed deeply, turned around and strode away. On this day, the autumn wind was high, and one or two beast carts left the hinterland of the human race. Only the young man, Zhuanxu, stood at the highest point of Xuanyuan Hill, with his palm on the turning stone. , watching the farewell of teenage friends.

Then, never seen again.

It's just that the name changes with the change of the king, just as Emperor Yan used fire as the minister's name, Xuanyuan took Yun as the minister's name, starting in Zhuanxu, the Xia officials of Yanhuang Shenzhou, for a long, long time, are all. Named "Zhu Rong".

Chongli lived in the fire for Zhuanxu, he was very meritorious, and he was able to melt the world.

The Zhu Rong family used fire to transform, so the fire officials of later generations thought it was because of this.

--- "The Age of Kings"

The extreme south, beyond the northern Husun, runs through the country of Zhuanxu, and in the south to the wild of fire and wind, where Zhu Rong is in charge, is 12,000 li. —— "Huainanzi: Shi Zexun"

Zhu Rongsheng, the Prince of Changqin, was in Mount Chu and began to make music.

On the beast car, the child with the flame pattern between his eyebrows snuggled up beside his father and said, "Where are we going, Dad..."

Zhu Rong looked into the distance and spoke softly:

"Go to many, many places, your mother wants to go to the top of Kunlun to see the Jade Dragon Snow Mang of Ten Thousand Miles."

"Look at the waves of the East China Sea pouring into the endless gorge."

"Go to the Great Wilderness to watch the stars rise and fall, ten days and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days, and ten days.

The child murmured: "Mother kiss her..."

"She just fell asleep." Zhu Rong didn't know how to explain such a thing to the child, so he reached out and touched the child's hair, and said, "Is it a bit boring to just follow Dad?"

"No, no."

The child stretched his arms around Zhu Rong's neck and said, "I only have you, father."

Zhu Rong hugged the child with one hand and held the reins with one hand. The palm of his hand unconsciously exerted force and hugged the child tighter. When he left Xuanyuanqiu, it was the same as when he came to Xuanyuanqiu. He turned his head and glanced at Xuanyuanqiu, as if he saw that brightly smiling girl again.

'What's our child's name? '

'Changqin, right? '

The girl was annoyed at that time: 'I'm still talking about your piano. '

wrong, wrong...

Zhu Rong whispered.

Wish to have a long-term relationship.

The name is Changqin.

The heroes of the Xuanyuan tribe gathered here, including Ji Xuanyuan of the Xiong clan, Chiyou of the Jiuli clan, Shennong and Xingyao of Jiangshuicheng of the Shennong clan, Limu, Fenghou, Dahong, Cangjie, and many others. People, they built this Xuanyuan Land together.

And now, this Xuanyuanqiu has finally ushered in dilapidation.

Just like those heroes who dominated the world back then, they all fell down like grass and trees.

When Jiutian Xuannv came to Xuanyuanqiu, she attended Ji Xuanyuan's funeral in the name of her master.

When he found Leizu, he saw a white-haired woman sitting under the flower tree that she also planted with her hands in the past, where she used to drink and sing, her white hair hanging down like a blooming flower The peach blossoms are in full bloom as they were in the past, like the flames in the hearts of young heroes that burn through the darkness and break the dawn.

Jiutian Xuannv looked at the white-haired woman quietly, without those old grudges.

"Ji Xuanyuan... is also dead."

"This world is too lonely, Nu Lei, let's go with me... to Kunlun Mountain."

"At least, you can still be alive."

"No need..."

The faint voice of Dongxiao stopped, and the woman with white hair and red eyes said with a quiet smile: "Born in Si, grown up in Si, you should also finish your last journey here."

"Xuan Nu, do you want to drink a glass of wine?"

"You were also here back then and shared a drink with us."

"There is also wine made by Du Kang himself."

Xuannv sat down next to Leizu, and when she raised her head, she could still see that the peach tree's flower was like a splendid flame, the wind blew by, the petals fell and fell into the wine, Leizu gently Playing the distant battle song, but with a soft taste.

Xuan Nv closed her eyes, as if she could still see the familiar faces next to her.

After drinking a glass of wine, the sky was getting dark. When she got up to say goodbye, she did not reply. When she left, she looked back and saw the flower tree under the setting sun, more and more brilliant like a flame, and under the flower tree, a white-haired woman. Just lowered his eyes and played the dongxiao.

The petals sprinkled on the tips of her temples and hair, just as they were in those days.

Xuanyuan Huangdi, the dragon flying in the sky.

The wife of the Yellow Emperor, Leizu, was born in Leizu Mountain, Benyi, and died in Hengyang Road.

Honored to be buried in the [Head of the Canglong].

The monument remains.

--- "Preface to Repairing the Monument of Leixuan Palace" · Tang.

 …

"Hahaha, Gonggong hit Buzhou Mountain, causing the sky to collapse."

"What a big crime this is, thanks to the emperor, you personally killed him, this sacrifice, congratulations for the emperor, congratulations for heaven and earth!"

When Zhuanxu really succeeded the emperor, gods from many races, even gods, came to congratulate, some of them were out of coping, and there were many others, all with sincerity - I sincerely thank you This young emperor personally killed Gonggong, and sincerely thanked him for solving the culprit of the disaster.

Nu Lu turned around and saw Zhuan Xu facing them with a smile.

The eyes are indifferent and distant.

Just past his 20th birthday, the twenty-year-old Zhuanxu raised his eyes and looked at these countless ethnic groups, as if there were familiar figures around him, including Ji Xuanyuan, Leizu, the blood-soaked Taoist, Zhu Rong, and his own hands. Gong Gong died at his hands.

So he cut off the immaturity of his past and dealt with the things in front of him maturely and peacefully.

"By the way, these two are talents I discovered outside. This time, I brought them here and dedicated them to Your Majesty!"

When he was drunk, a patriarch of a large tribe brought two tall young men.

They knelt down with some dissatisfaction.

"It's under the weight!"

"In Xia Li!"

"I would like to be driven by Your Majesty!"

Zhuanxu's eyes are deep and deep, and he has already guessed the identities of these people, which is normal. Although the human race avoided the disaster of annihilation, it defeated the coalition forces of Zhuoqi and the remaining party in the battle of Zhuolu. fortune skyrocketed.

Now, the human race is extremely short of strong people.

Of course, there are too many people who want to intervene. Zhuanxu dealt with it peacefully, dealing with the opponents who wanted to annex the human race. At night, he drank alone with wine, the night was quiet, and dressed in the robe of an emperor, wearing Yes, it's still the [Painting Shadow] sword.

"Brother Gonggong... Chongli, I am afraid it is the gods in the wild who want to set foot in the world."

"The Emperor of Heaven is solitary, and only follows the natural development of all things, watching from the sidelines."

"These gods all want to replace me and devour my human race. Now, I am left with only myself. Will I lose... If I lose, I will definitely die?"

The young man was dressed in a dark robe and stared at the starry sky for a long time.

At last he poured out the **** liquor and said to the air:

"But I won't lose."

"It won't die so soon."

"If I die, no one in this world will remember you..."

"So the Lone King must win no matter what."

The human body of Gonggong is dead, and the true spirit leaves. After all, it will wake up one day and become one of the top ten peaks. But ah, when I was young, I held Zhuanxu and brought him with me. The human race Shuizheng who is going forward will never be resurrected again.

Zhuanxu never saw Gonggong again.

Gonggong tribe, corpses, tombstones.

It seems that he is going to be thrown into ashes along with this name and completely disappear from his world. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

He put down the wine cup, turned around, and stepped into the deep palace under the moonlight.

According to "Historical Records" and "Historical Records Jijie": Emperor Zhuanxu Gaoyang was the grandson of the Yellow Emperor and the son of Changyi. Jingyuan used his strategy to dredge up the governor; he cultivated materials to serve the land, set the time to resemble the sky, inherited Yan and Huang in the front, and inspired Yao and Shun in the back.

In the seventy-eight years of his reign, he died at the age of ninety-eight.

King the world with water virtue, and died as the emperor of water virtue in the north.

History has always described each other's feelings with such restraint.

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