"I have a wish. I hope that the human race will be free from worries. I have a sword to cut off the injustice in the world. I am... the human race, Zhang Ziliang, gentlemen... listen to the dragon's roar!"

"I have to add one more thing. Now, you can use the most vicious words in the world to scold me. After all, I'm sorry.——Zhang Ziliang"

"Zhang Ziliang: I feel sorry for everyone, but I definitely feel sorry for the human race!"

"Holy shit, this is really what I said. Do you know how long I was upset after reading this?~?"

"Brothers and sisters, you must watch it, it’s very sweet and very doting.-!"

"Hahahahahaha...it's so sweet...it's so sweet!"

"Well, yes, we can’t make up three people in one finale"

"Sweet girl, spoil you like a big-headed devil! I read it because of the book review, but I couldn't sleep at night!"

"To be honest in this book, my favorite and fullest character is Zhang Ziliang. Even the protagonist is not as good as him. He is the one who sheds the most tears."

"Stop talking. I was upset for a long time and finally calmed down. The author of this video is stabbing me again!"

Above the sky. The narration continues.

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

In the end, he bore the infamy of the world and died for the human race.

He used all his tricks and used his sword skills to break his arm.

He asked Wang Ye for help. Supplies, purge the Tianzhu and the human race, change Li Changgeng, and lay out a plan after his death.

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

He liked to smoke, but he sold the Cuban cigars given to him by Wang Ye, He exchanged supplies for the families of martyrs, smoked poor cigarettes, and had to pretend to be in front of Wang Ye; he wanted to be a painter but broke off an arm and was unable to draw himself in the end; he faced Buddhist soldiers, sword keepers, and investigators. He would also be sad, but he had to pretend to be ruthless.

He had 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.

That old fox who was desperate for the human race was just a thought at first. A simple boy who became a painter.

After this sword, there will be no human beings. Zhang Ziliang spent decades sharpening a sword, the sword came out, the sky collapsed, the sword fell, and the emperor died.

The human race has never been left to be slaughtered.

There were a hundred Buddhist soldiers, all limbs were gone Cut off, holding a staff and glaring angrily at Lingshan Buddha.

There are also a hundred people who raise swords, using their mortal bodies to suffer the punishment of thousands of cuts.

When the sword comes out, people die, protect the human race!

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

Don’t cry, Go slowly.

At this moment, a low and hoarse voice sounded

【It just so happens that when I was young, I was so arrogant. Master Confucianism, read through the ancient scriptures】

【Haoran is upright and not in vain.】

【The brocade branches are so wonderful, the pen falls and the orioles fly and the grass grows, leaving a beautiful fragrance】

【After all, the spring scenery is as poetic as it is capable of piercing the clouds and the scorching sun.】

【At that time, he was Ao Lingshuang who had a heart for grass and trees,】

【It's a frivolous and frivolous thing】

【He is a painter who brings forth spring with his brilliance,】

【He is the most amazing young man in the world】

【The storm is unpredictable, the sky is turning yellow and white, and hundreds of ghosts are walking at night, it is difficult to stop】

【Jiuzhou falls, ten cities rise, and all living beings are confused】

【Underworld, heaven, spiritual mountain, there is no fear of murder from all sides】

【Cultivating swordsmanship will cut off one's own heart; plotting the end of the game is a peerless resource.】

【I knew everything about what happened after I was alive, and nothing was left empty.】

【Cut off an arm, give up on dreams again, red-blooded heart is clear】

【How have you ever been for yourself, with your heart shining towards the human race?】

【A false reputation is useless, so why not do more than me?】

【Looking back before going to the capital, one hundred years of human life is long】

【Later, he was the unparalleled person in the world who became bright even after a long night.】

【It is to help the common people’s self-desolation,】

【It is the endless desolate Yangguan Road,】

【he is】

【Terran......】

【Zhang Ziliang!】

【Gentlemen?】

【This dragon roar】

【Did you hear that? 】

The ghost world. future.

A young man was wearing black short-sleeves and black pants, but they were rolled up.

Sitting on the top of the mountain and watching the scenes played on the canopy, the young man felt a little lost and didn't know what he was thinking.

After a long time...

"Old fox."

The young man suddenly gritted his teeth and cursed a few words.

"Even after so many years, this anger still won’t go away!"

In the end, the young man got up and walked out of the forest step by step with his bare feet, looking at the cities in the distance....

"very nice"

"that is...Out of place."

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

Maybe...

Everything he left was left to that era filled with war, blood, and sin.

He walked into the city and looked at the brightly lit houses. young man smiling

"Look, this is the prosperous age you seek"

"As you wish?"

"Do you feel that you are very proud and heroic?"

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

"Do you know that in those days, all that was heard in the forest were wails of pain?"

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

"You are a hero, you are great"

"All the worlds know your deeds"

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

"ah?"

"Is it fair?"

"Thirty-eight thousand, five hundred and two people!"

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

"I buried it with my own hands!"

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

The young man was a little excited.

In the end...

Taking a deep breath, I finally regained my composure.

"sometimes i think..."

"So what if I don’t want this prosperous age anymore?"

"Those investigators couldn't bear the pain. At the end of their lives, they became crazy and attacked humans. Should I stop them?..."

"but..."

"More than 30,000 people, no one left the old forest"

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

"I..."

The young man just stood on the street and kept shouting.

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

The people around him looked at the young man, and then at the old man Zhang Ziliang, their eyes suddenly filled with disgust for the young man.

……

"These are the fireworks you left behind back then"

"Come, in your prosperous age, watch your fireworks."

The fireworks are not big, old-fashioned.

They also look a bit shabby.

Place them on the ground and light them....

With a crisp sound, the fireworks took off and exploded.

Not colorful, very ordinary

"Quite ugly."

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

The next day...

In the park.

The young man was sitting beside the wheelchair, resting.

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

"Grandpa, can I draw a portrait for you?

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

The little girl drew awkwardly 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 clumps of flowers.

But Wang Ye's eyes were a little red.

Maybe...

This is Zhang Ziliang’s only...A painting

"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 bad guy Zhang Ziliang?"

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

"No..."

"It’s the great hero, Zhang Ziliang."

The gurgling stream in the distance is like time.

Time seems to be going back, and everything is back to that summer.

Two children are playing and having fun by the stream.

"In the future, I will become a great painter!"

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

One of the children was full of pride, looking at the clouds rolling and relaxing on the horizon, and said with a serious expression.

It's a pity....(To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

This dream will never come true.

Humane supreme world

"good...What a human Zhang Ziliang! What a good gentleman, listen to the dragon's roar!"

Zhong Yue was lying on the ground, gasping for air.

His body was covered in blood.

Nowhere was clean.

Behind him, there were countless demons.

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

The countless blood streams brought by the countless corpses converged.

In the end They gathered into crisscrossing streams of blood.

In front of the strong men, the battle was fierce, but also very fast.

Within a few videos on the sky screen, the battle on the ground was over.

Fuxi, the human race, won with difficulty

"I have a wish, I hope that mankind will be free from worries"

"I have a sword to cut off the injustice in the world"

"This sword is made of mountains and rivers, and the people's hearts are its blade. Can cut the sky, can split the earth"[]

"This sword establishes the mind for the heaven and the earth, establishes the destiny for the people, inherits the unique knowledge for the saints, and creates peace for all generations."

"After this sword is passed, the human race will have no worries"

"Their world only has the human race Zhang Ziliang"

"In our world, there is Fuxi, I, Zhong Yue, and countless Zhang Ziliangs!"

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

"This is Fuxi. This is humanity!"

The few remaining humans on the battlefield stood up again.

They sang loudly.

The world was filled with Fuxi's voice.

The world above the dome.

The starry sky was filled with azure and large pointed mecha fragments.

If they were close, they could even Saw small pieces of flesh and blood

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

"Warning, warning, the mecha shield module is seriously damaged!"

"Serious warning! Serious warning! A serious malfunction occurred in the mecha's energy core."

"Please leave within three minutes!"

"After leaving, the mecha will start its self-destruction program!"

Han Qingyu held on without closing his eyes.

He was too tired.

The violent explosion in the battle just now.

Even wearing a mecha still caused temporary deafness.

He missed several videos in the meantime.

But the battle was over..

He saw the last Zhang Ziliang.

Fortunately, they won and he saw it.

So, he smiled

"Zhang Ziliang!"

"I see you on earth, you look at me in heaven"

"Although you look ordinary, I looked up and saw your smile, so clean, like a spring water flowing through my heart."

"Why have I ever been for myself? My heart has been towards the light of the human race. I have no use for fame. What’s the harm if my merits are greater than mine?"

"Wish you a good journey!"

"we will be here too..."

"The body blocks the sky. The star shines in the blue!"

The title of the marquee is still changing

【It’s hard to put down the ten most important ideas in online articles!】

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