As New Year's Eve is getting closer, Chen Xing's mood has experienced several ups and downs, from the initial expectations to the arrogance, to despair, and under the comfort of the story, hope to reignite, and finally no temper.

"I have quite a reason to doubt now. Maybe I got the last day, I know how Hailan is used." Chen Xing said to himself.

"The last day?" When I entered the bedroom, I heard this sentence inadvertently.

Chen Xing immediately changed his mind: "On the day of the war."

In the past few months, Feng Qianxi and Xiao Shan have never found the whereabouts of the rot, and the search scope has been further closed toward Jiankang. At this speed, when the spring comes, it will return to Jiankang. The news from the north became more and more tense. After Murong Chong returned to Luoyang, he was under house arrest. Under the instigation of Brigantine, Luoyang had begun to complete martial law. Changan began to collect military food and prepare for a battle with Jin.

Numerous military newspapers were sent to Jiankang in succession, but Yan Jian blocked most of the news channels. Xie An can only judge the movements of Jian Jian through marching and taxation. Everyone knows that this must be beaten and cannot be avoided. However, there is very little public opinion in the Jiangnan area, which is willing to support the Jin Dynasty. The Dajin court has not dared to make a national mobilization so far to meet the invincible iron ride.

I dare not tell the people that there is a terrible living dead army in the north waiting for the south.

“The Han emperor wants to talk to you,” Xiang said. “It’s about fighting.”

“No progress,” Chen Xing said tiredly. “There is no progress.”

"Tomorrow is New Year's Eve," Xiang said. "Are you going to sacrifice the heavens?"

Chen Xing discovered that it was not the end of the year, but also one year and nine months. Sima Yi will be with the royal family tomorrow, and in the Jiankang routine, Xie Anxing made preparations to send a speech to the people in the south of the Yangtze River tomorrow, telling the grim situation of the Yangtze River to the north and south.

Sima Yi specially invited Xiang Shu and Chen Xing to let him attend the ceremonies tomorrow. I think there should be something to discuss.

On the following day, Chen Xing had to pack up and put on the clothes that attended the ceremonies with the essays, and went to the sacrifice with the Sima family. Chen Xing has no official position, but he is dressed as a Han Dynasty exorcist. He wears a jade-black scorpion, and wears a snow-white gold robes in the Jin Dynasty.

The item is also the martial arts of the white gold and the Wenwu sleeves.

On New Year's Eve, all the people of Jiankang flocked to the banks of Huai River to participate in the grand ceremony of the Sima royal family sponsored by Xie An. The military attache cleared the scene early, and the shores of the Huai River in Shili were all people. The incense was sacrificed to the heavens, and the atmosphere of the New Year was looming in this smog.

After dinner in the middle of the night, when the child arrives, Sima Yi will take the Wenwu Baiguan and go to Qixuan Temple to personally hit the clock, praying for the Dajin people, so that today's households wear new clothes, hold peaches, follow the world. Long Tianzi, to go to the old and welcome the new grand meeting.

When leaving the Taichu Palace to go to Huai Shui, Chen Xing and Sima Yi shared a car. The story was escorted by the military generals. From time to time, the people outside the car were shocked.

Every time I heard the arguments when I went out, Chen Xing knew that the defending martial arts **** was again eagerly watched. Anyway, he had already been used to it, and he could not hear it.

"I thought that the big single will come to the ceremonies in the same way as before." Sima Yi is very leisurely today, said to Chen Xing.

There are only Chen Xing and Sima Yi in the car. Chen Xing can guess that Sima Yi hopes to see that the article is worn by Hu Ren’s big single in the robe, riding a car, showing up in Jiangnan, let Sima and Xie’s, in the next The support of the people in the North-South war.

"Your Majesty, the identity of the law is not a big single." Chen Xing is airy.

Since the last time because Sima Yi had offended Sima Yi, Chen Xing did not want to have more contact with Sima Yi. After all, as a person of the monarch, each has its own position, just as you can't forget to capture the South, and Sima Yi has his own mission. Many times, everyone does not want to argue, but the situation is caused by this situation. This kind of "I don't want to offend you but there is no way". Chen Xing and Sima Yi are quite understanding each other. It is not necessary to say that there is more trouble between them.

"That dragon, did you find the whereabouts?" said Sima Yi.

"That's not a dragon," Chen Xing thought and said, "It's a slap, its origins are very deep with the Han people, and it is not clear for a while..."

“The master has told you,” Sima Yi said casually. “I thought if you could hold the dragon, maybe you can make it work for you.”

Chen Xing said: "Your Majesty, this difficulty is really too big."

"So," said Sima Yi. "Being a sire, what to ask, what to refute, it is really boring. Even a hair can't grow."

Chen Xing said: "It is still honest and ready to fight. It is impossible to do this alone."

At one time, there were no words for them. Chen Xing also knew that many of Sima Yi’s proposals were involuntarily. After all, to protect a country and the people, the responsibility is still very heavy. It is not surprising that he has such whimsical and whimsical suggestions.

"There is one thing, you can always do it." Sima Yi asked again.

"Do your best, then." Chen Xing said politely, thinking that he only had more than a year of life, and could not help but worry.

Sima Yi said: "Leave the prince night and his dragon in the south of the Yangtze River. In any case, you can't let the demon and the ghosts fight in the day of the battle between Sui and Sui Jian."

"This is what we are doing right now." Chen Xing said, "Gu Qing's whereabouts are unknown, and Feng Da Ge must find her."

"The little girl, most of them are already dead." Sima Yi shouted again. "Tianchi, people always have to learn to accept reality. If you can’t save it, the dragon is good, it’s worth it. If it appears on the battlefield, you know. What will happen?"

About the "Dragon" is now a meeting, for more than half a year, the Jiangnan folks have already been rumored, and there are more rumors, thinking that Sima Yi will go against the sky and Jiangnan will change the door. Sima Yi was so anxious to die, and he went around to investigate the rumors, but he could not grasp the source of his argument. He had to hope for Chen Xing and catch the guy earlier.

Chen Xing naturally knows the consequences. If during the wars between the two armies, a thing that looks like a dragon suddenly flies outside the sky, helping the Jianjian, the soldiers will not distinguish the origin of this thing, only the Qin Emperor is recognized by God. The true life of the Son of Heaven, the morale of one's own sorrow, the big collapse is in an instant.

Sometimes on the side of the so-called "destiny", which side is in an invincible position, not talking about playing.

"Let's rest assured," Chen Xing said comfortably. "As long as I am still alive, I will not let it ravage it on the battlefield."

Among the various military officers outside the team, the story was riding on horses without hesitation. His robes, costumes and looks were the most conspicuous. Although they were among the great Jinwu martial artists, they received the most enthusiasm of the people. Xiang Shusheng did not like to be pointed, but he turned his head slightly, slightly toward the carriage side, listening to the dialogue between Chen Xing and Sima Yi in the noisy voice. But on one side, the side face looked better, so the cheers became louder.

Xiangyang came from the other side and made a gesture to Xiang Shu. The story was intentionally behind and a little alongside him.

"Wu Shen wants to check things," said Fuyang. "There is a general saying. In the past few months, I have read all the records about the astrology and the fate that have been handed down from the division."

"Say." Xiang Shu Shen channel.

Xiangyang said: "It is very rare to know about the age of the stars, but what is certain is..."

The team arrived in Huai Shui, Chen Xing supported Sima Yi and got off the bus. The case of the sacrifice of the heavens was already set up. Today is also the special instruction of Sima Yi. Let the exorcist and the defending martial arts be there to let Chen Xing appear in front of the Jiangnan people. In order to show that they have "the destiny" in the body, to guide the public opinion.

"Wu Shen?" said Sima Yi.

"Where did the story go?" Chen Xing frowned and looked at the end of the team. At a glance, he found the Yushu Linfeng, a very conspicuous statement.

It’s so beautiful, Chen Xing’s thought is that the Dajin Wenwu’s slogan is perfect, but only the subject is so different.

Xiang Shu is talking to Fuyang. To be exact, Liyang was standing up and whispering in the dynasty. The story did not look at him. The deep eyes crossed the officials and looked at Chen. star.

Chen Xing was busy gesturing, and the sacrifice was about to begin. The people were silent. Now everyone is waiting for the story. Liyang quickly finished speaking. Chen Xing was anxious, but he saw the story of "driving!" After the crowd, the horses almost knocked down people, and the rest of them let a road open, and Sima Yi’s face changed.

I saw that the story turned over and slammed into the altar in front of hundreds of thousands of people and grabbed Chen Xing’s hand.

Everyone around him was shocked. Chen Xing said with amazement: "What happened?! What are you doing?"

"You..." The brow was deep and locked, as if extremely angry, said, "You..."

"Don't quarrel at this time!" Chen Xing whispered. "What dissatisfaction do you have, go back and say yes? Hundreds of thousands of people look at it!"

Hundreds of thousands of black people on the shore of Huai River, connected with thousands of officials in the Jin Ting, as well as the royal family, the emperor, Xie An and others all looked at the story with suspicion, only to see that Xiang Shu raised one hand, actually staring at Chen Xing Keep your wrists open.

Chen Xing: "Pain... pain! You are too strong!"

The item put down his hand and couldn't help but breathe. Sima Yi saw that the situation was not good. He quickly went forward and played a round field and said: "Wu Shen? You two...what is the festival, the young couple either go back and settle the account? Now look at 朕On the face, do you put it first? You see so many people underneath..."

Hundreds of thousands of people in the south of the Yangtze River first looked forward to it, and then began to talk about it. Chen Xing never imagined that Xiang Shu was suddenly emotionally unstable in front of so many people.

"Well," Chen Xingchao said, "What do you want to say? Come, let's make a mistake, let them wait, please wait a moment..."

Xiang Shuran let go of Chen Xing’s wrist and said to Sima Yi indifferently: “Continue.”

Sima Yi observed the two people's demeanor. If they were really angry, they wouldn't fight one place. If they were to squat down their officials, they would make such a mistake when they sacrificed their days. It would not be necessary to drag down the stick. The official position is definitely gone. The key Chen Xing does not belong to him. He can't do anything about it. He puts up the emperor's shelf. Maybe he has to be beaten at any time. He has to swallow his voice and nod to Xie An.

Xie An cleared his throat and said: "Then start."

Followed by the opening of Huang Jin, igniting a huge brazier, Chen Xing took a mahogany sword, and sang in the side: "The human exorcist, the protector of the **** of war, the special protection of the great king of heaven, the spring festival of the afternoon."

"Large." Sima whispered.

Chen Xing: "The throat hurts... you let the story say."

The story was deep and the brow was deep, and Chen Xing moved him. Xiang Shufang said impatiently: "The human exorcist Chen Xing, the guardian of the martial arts, the law of the air! Protect the Dajin Tianzi 壬 the spring festival!"

That shocked drink like Hong Zhong shock, suddenly the Great Jin banned everyone, the Huai Shui, nearly 10 miles, almost clearly heard the voice of the story, what is the level? Even the sturdy Jian, who is known as the martial artist of the world, can't! In the south of the Yangtze River, we measure ourselves, and we have nearly 10,000 military attaches under the altar, and even ask ourselves that no one can do it!

Sima Yi and Chen Xing were the closest to each other. They were almost vomited by Xiang Shuzheng. Chen Xing was pale. Suddenly, his hand was pressed on his shoulder. A gentle and abundant gas was injected into his body, which made him better. less.

"Today, it is the 69th year after the Yongjia chaos." Sima Yi mixes and breathes slowly, "In these years, I have never been forgotten about it."

Huang Jin put on the national jade, Sima Yi put his hand on the jade, Lang said: "I am the great Jin Li people! Today, except for the spring festival, I have a word, I want to say to you -"

Hundreds of thousands of people along the Huai River coast hold their breath, and they are silent.

At this moment, a huge black shadow of 20 feet was found at the bottom of the Huaihe River. Under the pale sky, some people began to notice the huge shadow. Chen Xing heard a small speech and turned to look at Xie An. Doubtful look.

The story also found it, and Sima Yi still sighed: "- I have to tell you that even this land in Jiangnan is already-"

The next moment, according to the sword, the water of the Huaihe River suddenly blasted, and the rot that radiated resentment rose into the sky!

At that time, the entire Huaihe River bank suddenly became chaotic, and the people rushed to push, and many people fell into the river. On the other side of the river, Feng Qianxi and Xiao Shan jumped up and squatted on the guardrail, locking the rot of the Huai water.

Chen Xing: "!!!"

The item muttered, "I know you have not left."

Gu Qing on the **** is shrouded in a strong grievance, and is the same as the rot, and the sword is drawn in front of Chen Xing and Sima Yi.

"Jin Tianzi 呐 -" The sound of the prince night sounds across the banks of the Huaihe River.

Chen Xing's blood seemed to solidify, but Xie An seemed to be prepared, raised his hand, and the ambush in all directions finally appeared at this moment. Nearly 20,000 Beifu Army armed with strong shackles and hooks appeared on the roof and on the platform!

"It’s finally here." Xie An slowly said.

Chen Xing turned his head and saw everyone as if he was not surprised. He was prepared. He thought that in the time when he had studied Haizhu, the story had been carefully arranged, and the shock gradually subsided.

"Your temperament is nearing the end," the voice of the prince's night said, "The earth, the new emperor will replace you, and everything will be irresistible. This is the will of the heavens to send me down, if Once again obsessed with it, Jiangnan will be turned into a scorched earth in an instant."