Qin Dynasty Novelist

Perhaps, this is the last time we meet.

Even so, pushing a cup and setting a cup is also a joy.

"If I had known today, Gao Jianli would have given up on building swords!"

Seeing the heroic spirit on Song Ruyi's face, and feeling the anticipation on Song Ruyi's expression, Gao Jianli shook his head and smiled, looked at Mu Zhu, who was placed aside by him, and looked at his long sword.

After all... or not.

"How about private affairs?"

Kuang Xiu's expression was calm, and he was very happy to learn about the return from Zhao to Yan.

"Everything is settled, if someone has a son and a daughter, even if he dies in the future, it should not be considered a humiliation."

"Brother Han, it's a pity...you..., leave some blood too."

Song Ruyi laughed loudly again.My parents, wife and children have all settled down, and I don't have any worries about the future. It's a surprise in life to succeed in the Qin Dynasty. If it doesn't work, it's nothing.

No big deal.

Thinking of this, his eyes fell directly on Han Shen. In recent years, Han Shen has been serving as the Minister of State of Yan. In Jicheng, there are many nobles in the public office who want to marry the noble daughter, but none of Han Shen agrees.

Now that he is trying to seek Qin, if he fails, he really has no blood.

Accompanied by these words, Gao Jianli and Kuang Xiu also looked to the past.

"How can someone who is not my favorite keep my blood?"

"That's it, that's it."

Han Shen smiled dumbly and let out a long sigh. The voice and appearance of the junior sister appeared in his mind. In this life... the only one who can walk into his heart is the junior sister. It's a pity..., it's a pity.

Everyone fell into a different kind of silence upon hearing this.

Five days later!

In the city of Wuyang, on the outskirts outside the south gate, the spring breeze from the country of Yan is slowly coming, and the air is still quite chilly. The envoys of the country of Yan are driving out, and Han Shen and Song Ruyi are standing in the car , as stable as a green pine.

The chariots and horses traveled ten miles, turned around suddenly, and came to a river valley area on the side.

It was the area previously agreed with Yandan, and Song Ruyi and Song Ruyi stood under the bronze cart, and a white crowd appeared on the gravel beach in the river valley there.

Looking at it from a close distance, it is Yan Dan and his confidants who know about this matter, all dressed in white, all wearing a white crown, standing upright, waiting, looking into the distance.

Watching Han Shen's chariots and horses coming, everyone bowed silently.

"Hahaha, Brother Han, are you seeing me off?"

Song Ruyi laughed loudly, life and death are false, even if it is tragic, it should not be shown.

"Everyone is a living sacrifice to us, it is our luck!"

Han Shen smiled on his face, and suddenly, he seemed to have realized something in his heart. He took a step forward, and with a flash of mysterious light, he appeared in front of everyone in Yandan, and bowed deeply to say goodbye.

"Dan...do it for Mister!"

Holding the bronze jue in hand, Yan Dan took a trembling step forward and walked up to Han Shen.

"Haha, thank you Your Highness."

Han Shen took the bronze jue and drank it down in one gulp. The wine spilled and stained his clothes.

Not far away, Gao Jianli and Kuang Xiu sat cross-legged on the ground side by side, one was building and the other was playing the piano. Between the heaven and the earth, visions arose, and an endless sense of sorrow filled the air. Suddenly, the world was desolate.

A stream of sad connotations intertwined in everyone's hearts, intertwined up and down the entire river valley.

Hearing this, Han Shen bowed his hands to Gao Jinli and Kuang Xiu.

"The wind is shaky and the water is cold, and once the strong man goes, he will never return."

"Explore the tiger's den and enter the dragon palace, look up to the sky and exhale and form a white rainbow."

"..."

Gao Jianli sang loudly, like a big drum on the battlefield, the rhyme spread, and the whole river valley was filled with the same sound, Yan Dan looked at everyone, all of them were impassioned.

His gaze, like a penetrating rainbow, became firm, and they all fell on Han Shen and Song Ruyi.

"Hahaha, everyone, I'm leaving."

Han Shen smiled again, his spiritual sense shook his surroundings, and he felt the vision of heaven and earth. He turned around with great strides, and returned to his bronze car. Song Ruyi also laughed loudly.

One after another looked closely at the past, watching the pair of chariots and horses go further and further away, and finally disappeared in the depths of their eyes.

"What do brothers Xiaoyao think?"

Wearing a water-blue brocade robe, combing her eyebrows and hair, interspersed with silver hairpins, she stepped on a thick branch of a tree, with a different kind of Taoism flowing all over her body, on her delicate face, the journey of the river valley also appeared in the depths of her eyes .

Watching Han Shen and his party leave, he turned his eyes directly to the side, where Ren Zong Xiaoyaozi was also there.

"It's difficult."

"But...humanity has its own destiny."

Holding a long sword, Xiaoyaozi also stood on a branch. Hearing the words of the emperor, he shook his head and sighed. This matter... although the hope of success is not great, but... its meaning is not like that.

Moreover, the lack of hope does not mean that there is no hope.