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Never forgetting, there must be echoes

Kyoto, Shogunate.

When a person becomes the ruler of a country, all the colors on him will be infinitely diluted, and the traits left behind are often only the power itself.

Especially when this person knows that his every move will affect hundreds of millions of people, he needs to obliterate his own characteristics as a human being, leaving only an individual that exists for the title of “Shogun”.

The shogunate is the shogunate, and the shogun is the shogun. Names inherited from generation to generation no longer need prefixes, let alone the approval of the seemingly noble emperor’s family. Bloodline is not the most important condition, and stepchildren can also inherit it.

The most important thing is quality. To maintain the neutrality of a small country in the precarious world of war, one needs not only forbearance, but also a big heart that can withstand heavy pressure, and the powerful force of one person guarding the country’s gate.

Therefore, as the only high-ranking heroic spirit of the Sakurajima shogunate in the past two hundred years, he was destined to take the position of the shogun when he was ten years old. The general, the most important thing is the safety and stability of Yingzhou.

This generation is even more so. His rise is extremely high, so his vision is also extremely high, and ordinary opponents cannot be called opponents.

Just imagine, you are in charge of the power of a country, the generals and civil servants under you bow your allegiance, and the national power is booming. In such a situation, except for the east and the west facing each other across the sea, there are almost few opponents, but no matter how lonely you are, you can’t make a move. In this Tianshou Pavilion, watching the unchanging sun rise and moon fall, the tide rises and falls.

A nuclear weapon that doesn’t explode is a good nuclear weapon.

Today’s general is the same as before. Sometimes he doesn’t have to do anything, he just sits on the top floor of the castle tower and welcomes the worship of the shogunate.

After it was over, he changed direction, facing the sea, picked up the colorful dumpling, took a bite slowly, his eyes silentlyboring.

This tranquility should have lasted forever, but suddenly, there was an abrupt echo.

It wasn’t a very ear-piercing sound, it just seemed like a tuning fork vibrated in the ear, and then quickly went away.

The lottery ball in his hand fell to the ground.

The shogun suddenly got up, the sky above the castle tower was originally clear, but suddenly layers of dark clouds rolled up, deep in the dark clouds, a red light pierced through the sky, pierced through the clouds like an angry dragon, passed through the sky, and fell to seven different places. direction.

The red thunder light tore through the sky, leaving eye-catching colors, and fell on the other seven castle towers of different shapes in Yingzhou.

On the top of the castle tower, what bears the scarlet thunder is a pair of weapons with different shapes. The shogun’s code is engraved on the blade.

The echo came again, and the general walked to the edge of the Tianshou Pavilion, wrapped his fingertips around Chi Lei, and looked into the distance.

Under the Tianshou Pavilion, hundreds of people had already knelt on the ground, terrified by the general’s mighty might.

The echo rang three times in a row, and then there was no more movement.

But the shogun did not dare to relax his expression. He was still facing the east as if he was facing an enemy, and then turned to the west in a moment, standing still for a long time.

…

Liu Shengshuangyue suddenly had tinnitus.

She covered her ears uncomfortably, and there were faintly visible moiré patterns on her wrists covered by her long sleeves.

Not far away, the dimmed sakura-colored light began to flicker slightly again, like a living being breathing.

…

Ming Dynasty, by Shaobo Lake.

A girl in a plain white dress was shepherding sheep. Suddenly, the sound echoed through this lush green grass.

She lightly stroked the antlers on her forehead, and when she heard the echo, she felt a bit sour for some reason.

Immediately, she stopped her tears and rubbed her eyes lightly. The girl sighed softly and continued to herd the sheep.

While walking, the sound of iron chains dragging could be heard from the feet covered by the long skirt.

…

Demon country.

The big demon wearing the jade mask stood on tiptoe and broke off the orchid branch.

The fox ears trembled slightly, she leaned against the railing, and asked softly to the lake.

“Did you hear it?”

The lake was surging, the red scales were close to the surface of the lake, and the dark golden pupils were opened.

“Don’t go.” The jade-faced demon plucked off a petal.

Half of the red color pushed aside the lake water, and the water waves rolled like fish tails swimming in the tide.

“Maybe it’s a trap.”

She said, “I don’t believe in Ming people, let alone heroic spirits.”

The red scales under the lake gradually quieted down.

…

Confederate States, where blood descendants are stationed.

Duke Blood, who was only wearing a coat, rushed into the office and opened the communication tower: “Connect, connect to the Prime Minister!”

A surprised face appeared on the communication screen.

The Secretary General of the Allied Powers, Julius Balrog was enjoying his afternoon tea time.

“Minister Xia Sha, aren’t you on vacation in the Principality? Are you still resting at this point?”

“How can I still sleep!” The blood-born consul’s face was pale and ugly, and he didn’t even have time to hide the dimples in his chest: “I just had a dream, and my dreams are always accurate. .â€

The Balrog thoughtfully, nodded and said, “So, what did you dream about?”

“Let me make a long story short, I saw a pair of golden pupils in my dream!”

“Everyone, perhaps what we have to face now is not only the Church State, but also the remnants of the empire that have not completely dissipated…”

“I’m afraid that group of lunatics who call themselves the Rose Society will also return.”

The Balrog paused: “This is indeed bad news, but the black rose completely ceased its activities more than three hundred years ago.”

“I dreamed of something else.” Xia Sha sat on a chair and hugged her knees: “I dreamed of my mentor…”

The Balrog pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, shook his head helplessly and said: “Xiasha, that happened more than five hundred years ago, if it’s just a nightmare next time, don’t call me, I’m afraid there will be frost over there.” The giant misunderstood.”

“Damn it!” the consul of the blood race scolded, “You just don’t believe in my old lady!”

…

The Theocracy, the Great Holy Church, under the statue.

A woman in a platinum robe knelt on the ground. Her eyes were closed and covered with a white cloth. Her expression was both holy and compassionate.

“I heard the apocalypse.”

…

In the ocean of the spirit world, in the abyss layer, there is a pitch-black rose flower suspended. It was originally a gloomy place, but at this moment, two petals are quietly lit up.

…

Kendo venues.

“Brother… where did you go just now?”

“People have three urgencies.”

“But that was not the direction of the toilet just now.”

“Did I say that I’m anxious about this?”

“Uh……”

“Okay, I won’t tease you anymore.” Bai Wei raised his hand and touched his sister’s forehead: “I’m going back.”

“Let’s go now?”

“It’s nothing to look at, but it’s a lot of trouble. Well, I’m going to do the cooking tonight. Remember to come back early.”

“Oh…” Liu Shengshuangyue nodded ignorantly, and immediately shouted: “By the way, brother, I…”

She suddenly thought of the strange memory she felt just now. Looking at Bai Wei’s background, she suddenly felt so familiar, like another person.

“What’s wrong?” Bai Wei turned around and asked.

“Well, be careful on the road.” She still didn’t say it.

“Okay, then you have to be careful, the neon car is a mobile crossing device…” Bai Wei went away talking gossip.

…No matter what, elder brother is elder brother, other things are not so important…

Liu Shengshuangyue put aside her redundant thoughts, and then gently stroked her wrist. There was nothing on her white wrist, but the emerging cloud patternsalso quietly subsided.

…

When he left the gate of Far East University, Bai Wei handed the certificate to the person at the gate.

At this time, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of white.

White hair and silver eyes.

The Immortals of the Ming Dynasty approached from the left. Bai Wei stopped for a moment, as if he was greatly shocked, but he immediately covered his expression and turned right as if nothing had happened.

Yun Wuxin stopped and looked at the figure in front of her, but because the other person turned around, she only vaguely saw a familiar figure from the back.

“What’s wrong?” Xue Hanlei asked beside him.

“…It’s okay.” She immediately looked away: “We have to find the source of this breath quickly.”

The open palm was Jiang Mu’s sleeve after touching something earlier.