The End of the World in Red [Lu Xiaofeng]

I am Bai Yunwei.My name is Ye Qianzhang.My master is Ye Gucheng.

Not the Lord of Baiyun City, not the Patriarch of the Ye Clan.I dedicate my whole life and loyalty to only one person, and that is Ye Gucheng.

As in life, so in death.

I grew up with the city lord as a servant, so I am very familiar with his work and rest habits.The city lord is the first-class self-disciplined person in the world.From the age of seven, I get up early every day to dance swords, and then learn poetry and martial arts, rain or shine, and never slack off for a day.

Naturally, so have I always been.

I accompanied him from the prime of life to the crowning ceremony.

The crowning of the city lord back then was a major event for adults, but despite his busy schedule, he still had a firm sword heart and could not be shaken by thunder.I accompany him, and I often stand three steps away. Whenever I look up, I can see his expression is as cold as frost and snow. Facing this once-in-a-lifetime coming-of-age ceremony, he doesn't seem to care at all.

... Except for the sword, there seems to be nothing else that he can caress about.

However, even in that season, he still managed to find time to ask me, "Qianzhang, you have reached the age of crowning."

Crowning was a very popular thing at that time. From the royal family to the common people, there were special laws and regulations on crowning ceremony.But I am Bai Yunwei, neither noble nor ordinary.

I am just the sword of the lord, the sword of the lord, the servant of the lord, and the weapon of the lord.

How dare you expect this.

I told him that his subordinates are cheap and dare not bear such kindness.

He just said, I don't have to take myself so lightly.

On the day of the crown ceremony of the city lord, the whole city celebrated.After all, the island is isolated from the world, and the folk customs are simple and free, and the people in the city are not as cunning as the Central Plains people.They just love and love the city lord, and are happy from the bottom of their hearts for the city lord and Baiyun City.

The city lord stood on the high pavilion, his eyes like cold stars flicked across the joyful faces downstairs.He seems to be talking to me, and he seems to be talking to himself, his tone is still the same as before, categorically.

"They are my people."

Yes, Santo.I stood behind him, silently responding in my heart: Me too.

He turned around, his face was no longer as cold as usual, but when he looked at me, there was even a hint of gentleness in his expression. "Qianzhang, you have followed me for fifteen years."

"Yes."

"Twenty should stand. I will also crown you."

The city lord seldom speaks, but he never speaks falsely.Half a month later, he really held a crowning ceremony for me.The crown ceremony is very simple, but not crude.I have no clan elders, the one who crowns me is the city lord.

I knelt on the ground, and what I saw in my eyes was the hem of the city lord's snow-white clothes.The city lord's congratulatory speech was very concise, with only a few sentences.But I know that what he said must be the same as what he cared about, and they all came from the heart.

At that moment, I just felt that 20 years of gritting my teeth and surviving hard were all for this moment.

Even if I die immediately, I will not regret it.

After the coronation ceremony, I will still be the loyal Ye Qianzhang.Standing, sleeping, and traveling are rarely far away from the city lord.Still standing three steps behind the city lord, he raised his head inadvertently, his back was whiter than the clouds, his back was straight, carrying the loneliness that never faded on Tianshan Mountain.

That is not the loneliness of man, but the loneliness of God.

Mortals can't touch a piece of God's clothes in their whole life, but other gods can.

That person is called Ximen Chuuxue, he is as indifferent as the city lord, as famous as the city lord, and like the city lord, he is too cold to be at a high place, looking all over the world, it is full of loneliness.

The rendezvous between the two peerless swordsmen has become the most important thing in the martial arts world.And the city lord is at the center of the matter, involved in a deeper and more terrifying vortex.

He actually wanted to steal the dragon and turn the phoenix into a phoenix, and change the dynasty.

I don't know when the city lord had this idea, but I still can't help but think of the time when the city lord crowned himself.He looked at the simple smiling faces of those people and told me that they are my people.

What is the benefit of power to the city lord?He's not someone who cares about things.

Perhaps, the city lord just took on a responsibility.His nature is such that when he takes responsibility, he must do better than responsibility.

That is no longer something I can intervene in. The only thing I can do is to accompany.

Even for such a big event, the city lord never dismissed me.Even knowing such a deadly secret, he has no intention of expelling me.

When I heard the discussion between the city lord and Nanwang, my breathing was steady and my face was normal, but there was a storm in my mind.But apart from that, there was an even more irresistible impulse in my heart, and what I felt was more satisfying than the coronation ceremony that day.

I was trusted with a heart that trembled from disbelief.

That night, I watched the bright moon all night.Not frightened by what the city lord planned, but excited by the trust that the city lord placed.

Those who achieve great things are not careful about the little things.

For a big event, the city lord has ordered several people to be killed.One of them is still his own hands.

I don't know what the city lord is thinking, but I know that this kind of thing must be disdainful for the old city lord, and the current city lord is unwilling to do it.Because he said something after killing Yan Renying.

He said, "When it comes to the heart of the sword, I have already fallen behind."

Those words seemed to contain endless power, and they knocked me down suddenly.When I realized it, I was already kneeling in front of the city lord.

The city lord looked at me, and I could feel that he was slightly surprised, and his eyes were also searching.

"The City Lord's body bears thousands of burdens, how can it be compared to Ximen Chuuxue."

I lowered my head, but I can still feel the castellan's eyes.

After a while, I heard his voice "Qianzhang, if I fail, what should you do?"

It's not that he's unconfident, it's just that there is a hint of hidden fatigue hidden in his voice.I seemed to be entangled by an electric eel in the deep sea, and my tongue was so stiff that I couldn't speak for a while.A thought flashed across my mind like lightning: a man like the city lord will also get tired.

He carried a city with pride.That was not an easy thing to do.

To this day, he has to take on the heavy responsibility of changing generations, and only then does he show a little bit of exhaustion that is not easy to be noticed.

I heard my own voice, without thinking, "The master humiliated the subject to death."

I ventured to raise my head and saw a smile on the face of the castellan.

"You don't have to."

The city lord said no, but he really didn't have to.He sent Bai Yunwei away silently, and didn't even take me with him when discussing matters with Nan Wang.In the end, he even personally explained a few other funeral matters.

I can hear what he means.He's going down an unpredictable road, but he wants us to be alive.

Without Baiyun City Lord, what is the meaning of Baiyunwei's existence?

Without Ye Gucheng, what's the point of Ye Qianzhang being alive?

The most difficult night, I blew the wind all night.The night finally recedes, the dawn is just a moment, but the morning light comes amidst the fading stars.

I looked at the twinkling stars in the sky, as if I saw the castellan's indifferent eyes.

I know that the city lord will not come back, and there is no chance of him coming.

It is my heart that the master humiliates the subject to death.But the city lord, you can know, what should the minister do when the lord dies? ——How about being buried for the Lord?

I gathered all the Baiyun Guards and asked them if anyone was willing to die.

No one is willing to live on mediocrity after the city lord leaves.

OK, great.

We dug a deep pit near the house to prevent the fire from spreading.We poured tung oil on every corner of the house, and everyone rolled in the tung oil a few times.

Above the white clouds, if there really is a fairy city, the city owner must be there.

I don't ask for the next life to be reborn in the fairy city, but only hope that in this life, the wind can carry my ashes straight into the sky, and sprinkle a little on the white clothes of the city lord.Even if it was dusted off and stepped under those snow-white cloud boots.

The city owner was originally a person who had nothing to do with fire.

However, I was sitting in the fire, and the flames ruthlessly ablated my flesh. I opened my blurred eyes and looked with the remaining vision, but what I saw was not the orange of the fire, but a piece of snow-like white.

Like the clean clothes of the city lord, like the lonely and cold face of the city lord.

Burning, I just smiled contentedly.

The master humiliated the minister and died, and the master died and the minister died.

Loyalty does not change, it should be like this in life, and it will be the same after death.

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