Qingyao......≦...≦

A long-lost name.

A name that spans five hundred years.

A name that was deeply imprinted in Xia Sheng’s heart.

At this moment, it gently echoed in the sky of Baima Peak, as if most of the fog in the mountains and forests was shaken away, and finally the smiling crescent moon was revealed.

Xia Sheng's voice was filled with sorrow, guilt, and a hint of sweetness.

But there was no joy.

Even though he saw his first wife in his previous life.

The poor woman who was executed by Emperor Taizu for him.

The woman who has always loved him deeply and waited for him.

When Xia was born on the day when the Dajin Dynasty was reborn, he lay in his home in Baima Town. He saw her again in his sleep and heard her say to himself: "I can't wait for you."

At that moment, Xia Sheng was heartbroken and felt as if he was dead.

Because he knew that he could not wait for her.

He finally let her down.

But today, Xia Sheng really saw her standing in front of him. Although there was a faint resentment in his eyes, he was smiling at himself.

It seemed as if she was saying the words she said the most.

"You're back."

When Xia Sheng returned from the battlefield, from the military camp, from the court, and from the practice, her first words always said this.

Everything seemed to be back to the small thatched hut five hundred years ago. He leaned against the door, and she sat at the table, unable to express her lovesickness in a word.

But how could such a scene still happen?

Even if the historical records are incorrect, Emperor Taizu did not execute Luoqiu's family, then based on age, she should be a white-haired old man today, older than Emperor Jin and older than Qin Xiaohua.

How could he still maintain his beautiful face five hundred years ago?

So the moment she appeared, Xia Sheng knew that she was not her.

But even so, he could not suppress the grief in his heart, and he still couldn't feel any hostility towards her.

He could not have set his sword on her.

Whether it was five hundred years ago or five hundred years later.

Whether in reality, in dreams, or in illusions.

She is his last weakness.

Otherwise, in the battle of Buzhou Mountain, even if Emperor Taizu gathered the top ten powerful people in the Dawn Realm under his command, even if Luo Qiu really couldn't escape, would he not even have the chance to drag Emperor Taizu to die together?

After all, at the moment of the incident, the two were less than five feet apart.

That was his favorite distance to draw the gun.

It was all because Emperor Taizu kidnapped Qingyao and controlled her life and death.

So he is destined to lose.

Destined to die.

Since Xia Sheng was reborn in this life, he has been constantly asking himself, if he was given another chance to choose, would he still save Emperor Taizu's life?

Did he regret his kindness and ruthlessness five hundred years ago?

The answer is that even if he returns to Buzhou Mountain five hundred years ago, he will still choose this way to win Qingyao the last chance to survive.

How could he regret it?

At this moment, Xia Sheng stared at Kuankuan's first wife who was walking towards him. Even though he knew that she was fake, he couldn't bear to expose it, nor did he want to reveal the mask on her face. He just hoped that this period of time would be longer, and a little longer...

Perhaps, this is his last chance to see her.

At the same time, the little girl who had been hiding behind Xia Sheng suddenly poked her head out and shouted timidly: "Mom...Mom..."

Perhaps for Yue'er, the most beautiful woman in the world is her mother.

Just like even after five hundred years and even though Xia Sheng has seen countless beauties in this life, the most beautiful woman in his heart is still Qingyao.

When Xia Sheng turned around, Yue'er had completely changed her appearance. She seemed to be younger in the grade, about four or five years old, with a cute braid and a childish face.

It's like Qingyao when she was young.

It's like Lochul's biological daughter.

So Xia Sheng smiled with relief, then stepped forward, gently holding Qingyao's hand, and murmured, "I'm sorry."

Qingyao smiled and shook her head, and crystal tears slowly slid down the corners of her eyes. She looked at Xia Sheng affectionately and opened her red lips lightly.

"I should say sorry, I am leaving you alone in this world."

Xia Sheng raised his hand to wipe away the tears from her face, and then hugged her hard in his arms. After all, thousands of words turned into two words in her ears.

"Thanks."

As soon as he finished speaking, the night color in front of Xia Sheng seemed to have suddenly changed and changed. He let go of his arms and took two steps back. Qing Yao had become a man with a little panicked look.

He was wearing a brocade jade yellow robe and a nine-bead dragon crown on his head. He was also an old friend of Xia Sheng five hundred years ago, but he was his ultimate enemy.

His statue still stands in Luoyang City, showing his unparalleled achievements.

Because he was Emperor Taizu of the Dajin Dynasty, Zhao Shide.

Or in Xia Sheng's mind, he has another name, Zhao Ying.

So this time, the smile on Xia Sheng's face became brighter, and he felt extremely relieved.

"If this is the case, it will be much easier."

Accompanying this sentence was a loud sword roar, without any signs, without a moment of hesitation, and without immersing himself in the longing for his first wife, Xia Sheng set out his sword at the first time.

Use righteousness to resist all evil spirits in the world!

However, Emperor Taizu, who was just a few feet away from Xia Sheng, did not react slowly. Although he was panicked for a moment, he still responded in time. He also pulled out the sword on his waist, raised a misty glow, and faced Xia Sheng's Haoran sword.

"clang!"

During the first fight, Xia Sheng was almost shattered, so he knew that he was no match for this person.

This was originally an obvious thing, because even Jiang Qiqi was not her opponent.

But Xia Sheng could not retreat because Yue'er and Jiang Qiqi were behind him.

Therefore, at the next moment, two pairs of red feathers rose up behind him, and several green vines burst out from his chest, and even the sky was darker by a dark aura.

Xia Sheng threw out all the trump cards without hesitation, just like he faced Pei Yuanji on the life and death stage that day!

But his opponent is a stronger existence than Pei Yuanji!

Xia Sheng knew this better than anyone else, so at the same time he took the second move, he shouted loudly: "Meng Qi, take them away!"

After saying this, although Xia Sheng could not see the situation behind him, he knew that Meng Qi would definitely obey his orders, so he had no more ties. He stepped hard on his feet and rushed towards the artifact of Emperor Taizu.

"boom!"
Chapter completed!