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"I have a wish, I want the human race to be worry-free, I have a sword, cut the injustice of the world, I am... Terran, Zhang Ziliang, Zhujun... Listen to the dragon!"

"I have to add that now, you can scold me with the most vicious words in the world, after all, I'm sorry. - Zhang Ziliang"

"Zhang Ziliang: I'm sorry for everyone, but I'm definitely worthy of the Terran!"

"Damn, it's really this sentence, do you know how long it will take for me to calm down after reading it~?"

"Brothers and sisters, you must see it, it's quite sweet, it's quite petty-!"

"Hahahahaha...... It's so sweet...... Sweet to me!"

"Well, yes, you can't make up three people in one finale. "

"Sweet you sister, spoil you big-headed ghost! Lao Tzu went to read it because of the book review, but I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night because of the knife!"

"Seriously, the favorite and fullest character in this book is Zhang Ziliang, even the protagonist can't be compared, and he is the one who shed the most tears. "

"Don't say it, I've been struggling for a long time, and finally my emotions have calmed down, and the author of this video stabbed me again!"

And above the canopy, the narration continues.

Zhang Ziliang never trusted anyone until his death, including Wang Ye.

In the end, he was infamous and died for the human race.

He exhausted his calculations, used swordsmanship, and broke his arm.

Ask Wang Ye for supplies, clear the Heavenly Group and the Terrans, change Li Changgeng, and lay out a game after his death.

He did so much, but none of it was for himself.

He likes to smoke, but he sold the Cuban cigars given to him by Wang Ye, exchanged them for supplies to the families of the martyrs, and he had to put the bad cigarettes he smoked in front of Wang Ye;

He wanted to be a painter but cut off his own arm, and in the end he couldn't paint himself;

Obviously, he would be sad in the face of the sacrifice of Buddhist soldiers, sword keepers, and investigators, but he had to pretend to be ruthless.

He thought of all the ways out for the human race, but in the end, he didn't have time to say to Wang Ye, I'm sorry.

The old fox who was desperate for the human race was just a simple boy who wanted to become a painter at first.

After this sword, there is no human race Zhang Ziliang,

After decades of sharpening a sword, the sword came out, the sky collapsed, the sword fell, and the emperor died.

The Terrans are never to be slaughtered.

There were a hundred Buddha soldiers, with all their limbs broken, holding a staff and glaring at the Buddha of Lingshan.

There are also a hundred sword-raisers, who use their flesh and mortal bodies to be punished by a thousand swords.

The sword is out, the person dies, and the human race is protected!

The sun, moon, mountains and rivers are still there,

Ladies and gentlemen.

Don't cry, go slowly.

Then.

A low, hoarse voice sounded.

[It coincides with the youth, and the emperor is the emperor. Master Rujun, read the ancient scriptures. 】

[Haoran is upright, not in vain. 】

[The brocade branches are wonderful, the pen falls and the warbler flies and the grass grows, and the fragrance remains. 】

[In the end, the spring is like a poem, and it can pierce the clouds and the sun. 】

[At that time, he was the arrogant frost of grass and trees,]

[It's a kind of indulging madness. 】

[It's the Danqing hand of the bright pen spring,]

[It's a young man who is amazing in the world.] 】

[The wind and clouds are unpredictable, the pale yellow is overturned, and the hundred ghosts travel at night, which is unstoppable. 】

[Kyushu falls, ten cities rise, and all living beings are vast. 】

[The underworld, the heavenly court, the spiritual mountain, and the eight-sided killing machine are also not worried. 】

[Raise swordsmanship, cut your own heart, seek the endgame, and be a peerless thinker. 】

[Before and after life, everything is expected, and there is no emptiness. 】

[Cut off an arm, abandon your dreams again, and have a bright heart with red blood. 】

[He was himself, and his heart was shining for the human race. 】

[It's useless to be famous, so why don't you do it if you do it over me. 】

[Looking back before going to the capital, a hundred years of time in the world are long. 】

[Later, he was the unparalleled world of the long night,]

[It is the self-sorrow of the common people,]

[It is the boundless Yangguan Road,]

[He is. 】

【Terran ......】

[Zhang Ziliang!]

【Gentlemen?】

【This Dragon's Groan】

[Do you hear that?]

The world of ghosts.

Future.

A young man was wearing black short sleeves and his pants were also black, but they were pulled up.

Sitting on the top of the mountain, after watching the picture played in the sky, the young man was a little distracted, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a long time...

"Old fox. "

The young man suddenly gritted his teeth and cursed.

"Even after so many years, this anger can't be extinguished!"

In the end, the boy got up, just barefoot, and walked out of the forest step by step, looking at the cities in the distance...

"That's good. "

"It's just... In the wrong box. "

At this time, he and these thousands of lights, the world is peaceful, just like two worlds.

Maybe...

All he had was left to that time of war, blood, and crime.

He walked into the city and watched as the lights of thousands of homes came on.

The youth laughed.

"Look, this is the prosperity you are after. "

"As you wish?"

"Do you feel proud, a hero?"

"I should really take you to the deep mountains and old forests to see, the bones of the investigators, even the bones are black!"

"Did you know that in those days, all that came out of the woods was a wail of pain?"

"Can you hear the crying in the middle of the night?"

"You are heroic, you are great. "

"All the heavens and all the worlds know your deeds. "

"You're dead, but what about them?"

"Huh?"

"Is it fair?"

"Thirty-eight thousand five hundred and two!"

"Thirty-eight thousand five hundred and two graves!"

"Lao Tzu buried it with his own hands!"

"I really should send you in, so that you can watch and listen to it every day!"

The emotions of the youth were somewhat agitated.

Ultimately...

Taking a deep breath, I finally regained my composure.

"Sometimes I think..."

"What if you don't want this prosperous world?"

"Those investigators can't stand the pain, and at the end of their lives, they become crazy and attack the Terrans, should I stop them..."

"But..."

"More than 30,000 people, none of them walked out of the old forest. "

"At that moment, do you know how much I want to kill?"

"I..."

The young man just stood in the street, shouting incessantly.

Zhang Ziliang, on the other hand, remained motionless, like a sculpture.

The people around looked at the young man, and then at the old man-like Zhang Ziliang, and their eyes were suddenly full of disgust for the young man.

......

"This is the fireworks you left behind. "

"Come on, in your prime, watch your fireworks. "

The fireworks weren't big, old-fashioned.

It also looks a little shabby.

Put on the ground, ignite ...

With a crisp sound, the fireworks rose into the air and exploded.

It's not colorful, it's very ordinary.

"It's ugly. "

The young man pushed Zhang Ziliang's wheelchair and smiled.

The next day...

In the park.

The young man sat in a wheelchair and rested.

A little girl held a sketchpad in her hand, looked at Zhang Ziliang a little timidly, and asked in a low voice:

"Grandpa, can I draw a portrait of you?"

The young man next to him smiled: "Yes." "

The little girl was clumsily drawing on the drawing board, her drawing skills were not very good, and she was even a little immature, but her expression was very serious and meticulous.

In the end, Zhang Ziliang's body on the drawing board was a little deformed, and behind him were clusters of flowers.

But Wang Ye's eyes were a little red.

Maybe...

This is Zhang Ziliang's only... A painting is up.

"Thank you, grandpa, I will definitely become a painter in the future!"

The little girl said politely, and finally asked, "Can I know your name?"

"His name is Zhang Ziliang. "

The young man said.

But the six-year-old girl exclaimed: "Is it the big villain Zhang Ziliang?"

The young man looked at Zhang Ziliang with a complicated expression, then looked at the park in the laughter, shook his head lightly, some vicissitudes, and said in a low voice:

"No..."

"It's a big hero, Zhang Ziliang. "

The stream murmurs in the distance, like time.

It's as if time has been turned back, and everything is back to that summer.

Two young children play and frolic by the stream.

"I want to be a great painter in the future!"

"Paint all over the mountains and rivers in this world!"

One of the children was full of pride, looked at the clouds in the sky, and said with a serious expression.

Pity... (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

This dream will not come true after all.

Humanity supreme world.

"Well... What a human race, Zhang Ziliang, what a gentleman, and listen to the dragon!"

Zhong Yue lay on the ground, gasping for breath.

His body was covered in blood.

None of them are clean.

Behind him, there are countless demons.

Of course, there are also the corpses of countless Fuxi compatriots.

Countless streams of blood from countless corpses converged.

In the end, they converged into a series of criss-crossing blood streams.

In front of the strong.

The battle was fierce, but also fast.

The time of several videos on the canopy.

The battle on the ground is over.

Fuxi, the Terrans, won with difficulty.

"I have a wish, I hope that the human race will be worry-free. "

"I have a sword to cut through the injustices of the world. "

"This sword is made of mountains and rivers, and the hearts of the people are the blade. It can cut the sky and split the ground. "[]

"This sword is to establish a heart for heaven and earth, a life for the people, a continuation of learning for the saints, and peace for all generations. "

"After this sword, the Terrans are worry-free. "

"Their world is only Terran Zhang Ziliang. "

"And in our world, there is Fuxi, there is my Zhong Yue, and there are countless Zhang Ziliang!"

"So we can win, so we are undefeated!"

"This is Fuxi, this is humanity!"

The few remaining Terrans on the battlefield stood up again.

They sang loudly.

The heavens and the earth were filled with the sound of Fuxi.

The world above the dome.

The starry sky is littered with azure and large-pointed mech fragments.

If you get close, you can even see small pieces of flesh.

"Warning, warning, there is not enough oxygen left in the body!"

"Warning, warning, the mech shield module is badly damaged!"

"Serious warning! Serious warning! There is a serious failure in the mecha energy core. "

"Please leave in three minutes!"

"After leaving, the mech will start the self-destruct program!"

Han Qingyu held on and didn't close his eyes.

He was so tired.

There was a violent explosion in the battle just now.

Even if you're wearing a mech.

It still causes temporary deafness.

He missed a couple of videos in between.

But the battle is over.

He saw the last Zhang Ziliang.

Luckily, they won, and he saw it.

So, he smiled.

"Zhang Ziliang!"

"I saw you on earth, and you looked at me from heaven. "

"Although you look mediocre, I look up and see your smile, so clean, like a spring flowing through my heart. "

"He was once for himself, his heart is shining for the human race, fame is useless, and the merit is better than me. "

"Good luck all the way!"

"We'll be here too..."

"The sky is in the sky, the stars are blue!"

The title of the canopy is still changing.

[Inventory of the top ten meanings of the online article is difficult to flat!]

[7th place: ...... Taxi].