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Chapter 34 Chapter Thirty-Four

The last grandson of Zhuolu Yan 江南 1407Words 2018-03-11
The Yellow Emperor woke up from a long dream. When he woke up, he was standing alone on the Zhuolu Field. Huangdi pressed his head, wanting to know what he dreamed about, but he was not very clear, he just remembered that in the dream he was going to do some business with his brothers.Now his brothers lay beside him, the unmastered artifacts dimmed and reduced to ordinary lumps of iron. He still remembered that he made a bet with the madman. Since the strength was comparable, he would bet against the madman.He is an old guy who has lived for decades, how hard can he lose to a young man like that?

But he felt he should have lost.It turned out that after being a king for so many years, he still harbored a child in his heart who wanted to make a career to change his own destiny, and would say stupid things like "the world will be different with us".Then he will still miss this world, if he is not ruthless enough, he will lose.But he woke up unexpectedly, and looked up at the sky, the cracked lines had disappeared, only occasionally there were fine stone chips falling down. Not far from him, in the forest of black basalt, a figure stood alone holding a battle ax, and there were no longer those forested monsters behind him.Huangdi couldn't feel the evil spirit, but the human figure still exuded the breath of life.

"The madman is not dead?" Huang Di was a little puzzled, how did the collapse of the world stop. He tentatively stepped forward, but the madman didn't move.Huang Di stared at him, took a step forward, swung his sword and chopped off the madman's head.No blood gushed out, and an empty helmet fell to the ground. As the Yellow Emperor guessed, the armor was empty, and it was just a person who had accumulated too much resentment.But what he couldn't understand was that there was a smile on the corner of the helmet's mouth, relaxed and comfortable. He didn't understand how a piece of iron could smile like that.

Huang Di felt a pain in his head. He won, but he felt unhappy about some things.Why is the madman nostalgic for this world more than him?It is clear that the Zhuolu City behind him is the result of his life's hard work, what is the madman obsessed with?Is there anything else the madman can miss?The man he loved died, the man who loved him died, his brothers died, and he became a paranoid maniac who should have destroyed everything.He is still smiling? The Yellow Emperor sat wearily on the battlefield, watching the sun slowly drive away the clouds and mists, thinking that this would be a new beginning for this land.

Something moved in the chest of the armor, Huang Di stood up nervously, leaned forward, and opened the blood-stained breastplate with Shang Fang's sword. It was a small baby, crying loudly and opening its eyes. It was a pair of ancient mirror-like eyes, so clear that they could see people. Huang Di was terrified, and took a few steps back, his eyes were so like a woman he had once had, and that woman was pregnant with his child when she died.When the temple collapsed, Huang Di could only watch her corpse being hugged by the bloody man from a distance, and he wept wildly.Many times in dreams, the Yellow Emperor saw his son, just like now.Huang Di didn't know whose child it was, he and Yun Jin, Yun Jin and Chi You, or the condensed resentment, or the hope of the thousands of demons he killed.

He held the sword, wondering if he should be killed.The baby gradually stopped crying, sucking his fingers and looking at Huang Di, he giggled and stretched out his fat little arms to Huang Di. Birds flitted across the sky, chirping alone, and the wind in the Zhuolu Field blew endlessly, washing away the hatred and anger accumulated on this land. Shang Fang's sword fell to the ground, and Huang Di stepped forward and picked up the baby.He looked around at the thousands of dead people, and after a long silence, he suddenly had the urge to cry. Someone patted his shoulder behind him, Huang Di turned his head and saw an old woman standing behind him in a white dress of cloud and neon.

"Lei Zu..." Huang Di remembered that he hadn't seen his wife for a long time. "Let's raise this child together." Leizu said softly, looking at the boundless wilderness. "I have forgotten how to take care of the child." Huang Di shook his head. "Can you learn slowly?" Lei Zu smiled and tapped his forehead with one finger. Huangdi suddenly remembered clearly the first time he met Leizu. It wasn't that he was watching Leizu and those brothers in white clothes climbing up the high platform, but that the girl in white squatted on the mat he wanted to buy that afternoon. While flicking his brow with a soft finger, he said, "Wake up, wake up, can you do me a favor?"

"Yes." After thinking for a long time, Huang Di nodded.
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