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Before Gong Ao became Gong Ao, he had owned many vests, but the most memorable one was Yang Jian, the leader who first crossed the threshold of another world.

As a traveler with his own system of immortal golden fingers, he was ambitious and moved towards the winner of life in his mind, and he did.

He had a bunch of brothers who lived and died, and a smart and virtuous wife. He even sat on the throne and established the Sui Dynasty, which ended the 300-year melee from the Western Jin Dynasty. He was another successful figure who unified the whole of China after the Qin and Han Dynasties.

The reason why fairy tales are beautiful is that they end at the happiest time. Yang Jian, who is standing at the pinnacle of his life at this time, does not know that his life begins from this moment.

Heroes come out of troubled times, and Yang Jian met several talented peerless talents by chance in the troubled times and became sworn brothers who could be handed over. Someone proposed to form Jiutian, named after Jiuchongtian respectively.

The Nine Heavens hid in the world and assisted Xuan Juntian Yang Jian, the leader of the Nine Heavens, to unify the whole of China and end the war. The happy ending, which was supposed to be happy, was overshadowed by the ominous words of Bian Tianjun's first generation of gods.

The gods are too godly, and what they say must be a prophecy, so the price is extremely heavy, and they can hardly survive their [-]s.

After assisting Yang Jian to become emperor smoothly, he finally ran out of oil lamps, and began to wait for death without regret.

The only thing he was worried about was his youngest son, so he made the last divination for him, and this divination made him foresee a terrible bloody future.

He struggled with the last of his strength to scribble a few words and then swallowed his breath. After hearing the news, the Nine Heavens who came to express their condolences sat around and tried to analyze the hints left by the magic calculation.

Juntian is dangerous...

"Jun Tian should refer to Jun Tianjun, Brother Yang. If it is dangerous, does it mean that someone secretly wants to harm Brother Yang?"

At that time, Xuantianjun Guimou explained this way, and then Jiutian Youzhi nodded together. Youtianjun's mask is also Yang Jian's secret guard. He said that he would stick around to protect Yang Shu, the new emperor, from being assassinated, so that there is a secret of immortality. Yang Jian was both amused and moved.

All the causes and effects are planted inadvertently, and the harmony at this moment, who can think of the bloody storm in the future?

As a traveler with knowledge of the future and the golden finger of immortality, he confidently implemented new policies step by step, established three provinces and six ministries, and opened the imperial examination.Enough innovation and self-confidence are enough, and the rest will use time to prove whether he, the emperor, succeeds or fails.

A series of actions to promote history naturally caused countless chain reactions, waiting to be assassinated, waiting to provoke, and waiting to use the situation to split power.

Even though he was closely guarded, Yang Jian was accidentally assassinated to death one time, and his body was never seen. At that time, his clever wife kept the funeral secret and supported the country firmly.

That time Yang Jian's resurrection lasted for three days, and after the three days passed, he calmly sat back on the dragon chair, so all the conspiracies and rumors that swayed people's hearts were unfounded.

As soon as this incident happened, Yang Jian loved this wife more, of course, he gave up his dream of a harem, and made a vow to take only one ladle for three thousand, and he didn't mind his ignorance being taken away.

This frightening journey of death laid the root of disaster for the following events. As Yang Jian's secret guard, You Tianjun witnessed his death and his life with his own eyes, although he did not share this experience with others. Things, but also in mind.

As for the other party involved, Yang Jian's wife, Empress Duhu, this smart and capable Xianbei woman loves intensely and deeply. .

Because of love, she was considerate and indifferent to all kinds of abnormalities in Yang Jian's body. It was also because of love that she couldn't bear the fact that Yang Jian was still in full bloom when she first met her.

Women's minds are changeable. Empress Duhu, who has five sons and five daughters, is over-thinking and has gray hair. As the menopause approaches, the mentality of the little girl who is already jealous becomes more capricious, and even becomes crazy when it is serious.

A sudden idea spread wildly like a poisonous weed, devouring her sanity bit by bit, she couldn't bear the day when she lost her beauty and made Yang Jian empathize, just like she personally beat to death the little bitch who tried to crawl with a face that resembled her. On the dragon bed.

Worrying about gains and losses, unable to hear any words, she finally, together with the crown prince Yang Guang who has been personally supported by her in recent years to overcome all difficulties, avoided everyone's attention, and personally fed Yang Jian a bowl of soul-breaking soup.

Yang Jian's expression was unbelievable when he was poisoned, he didn't take this small poison in his eyes, as long as he took out the Wanhua pen and brushed himself with milk, there would be enough time to save the day, but he didn't do it.

Tiger poison does not eat its offspring, so what is it for a son to kill his father with his own hands?What is it if you are killed by your lover?Heartbreak is nothing more than that.

As the son who most resembled Yang Jian, Yang Guang was born handsome and handsome. Seeing Yang Jian's poisonous hair at this moment, he laughed maniacally, tears streaming down his face.

"Father, what did your son do wrong? You have been on guard against me since you were young, and your elder brother and younger brothers still get your praise from time to time. When facing me, you only have suspicion and suspicion. What did your son do wrong? I What did I do! I am a corporal, I learned from my father to be a good son, but what did I get in return? Father, tell me what I did wrong in exchange for your killing intent !!! Ridiculous, too ridiculous!"

Yang Jian is speechless at this point, he comes from the future and knows that there are still unofficial histories.

Legend has it that Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty seized the throne by killing his father. Combined with the general comments of later generations, he believed so deeply that he had been alienated from Yang Guang since he was born, and he was even more displeased with everything when he grew up. As a result, he was cheated by the future he knew.

He did something wrong with Yang Guang, but he didn't feel sorry for his lover Duhu Jialuo. He didn't know that women are crazy animals, let alone in the name of love.

Love you enough to kill you, let time stay in this moment forever, and there will be no hateful future.

The blood bar was cleared, and Empress Duhu lovingly took care of his remains. She peeled off the beard used for camouflage on his face, revealing that young and vigorous face. Queen, they don't look like a couple, but a mother and son.

For a moment, Yang Guang seemed to understand his mother's feelings, but it had nothing to do with him. He hated his father, the benevolent king, and everything about him, that's all.

Soon Yang Guang proclaimed himself emperor, and in just 18 years, the people were in dire straits. Jiu Tianmingli hinted that repeated persuasion failed, and finally decided to abolish the emperor.

This decision kicked off a bloody start, and Jiutian began to fall one after another. The first generation You Tianjun who had a faint feeling went to transcribe the suicide note of the divine fortune, and found an ominous prophecy, combined with the "juntian danger" written by the divine fortune. A word, now that I think about it, it really means a lot.

The rest of the nine days were combined to lure out Yang Jian who was said to be dead. The man still had the familiar silver hair and black eyes, handsome youth appearance, just like the first time I saw him, there were more or less traces of time on the other people.

When things go wrong, there must be demons, brothers turn against each other, and ghosts are so painful that they ask, "If this continues, wars will inevitably reappear. Isn't it our common wish for the world to be unified?"

Hearing this, Yang Jian just smiled coldly, with endless sarcasm and awe.

"This world was created by me, and it is also the prosperous world that I created. Now I want to throw it to the brat to play with. It doesn't matter if you play it badly." He approached step by step, "No matter who dares to intervene in this matter, I will kill everyone!" amnesty!"

On that day, after paying a heavy price, they finally teamed up to kill Yang Jian. You Tianjun, the only surviving man at that time, told Guimou that the matter was not over when they broke up. His calm voice sounded like a joke, but it was not a joke after all.

After that, there was no Youtian Lord in the world anymore, and soon after, there was no ghost conspiracy, and the nine heavens were all destroyed by one person.

Yang Guanghuang is licentious and innocent, and everyone is a fool, but there is only one person who protects him until death without any rebellion, and that is Yuwen Chengdu. However, it is ridiculous that the last one who forced the palace was also a member of Yuwen's family.

Yu Wenhua and Yu Wencheng are brothers, they look similar, but they are not the same person after all.Some things are lost and cannot be retrieved, such as belated feelings.

Ever since he killed his father with his own hands, Yang Guang has never been afraid of anything in his life. Facing Yu Wenhua and his smug smile, he remained calm and unchanging. Facing his father who had returned from the dead, he even showed a surprised expression. All owed.

The man said that he could revive Yuwen Chengdu, but he refused to acknowledge his love and refused to see that man again.

In his memory, Yu Wencheng was always that young man in fresh clothes and angry horse, his arrogant and fearless general, he shouldn't suffer infamy in front of him.Life cannot be repeated. After this life is over, there will be another life. If there is a fate, we will meet each other. If we don’t have a fate, we just pass by. Whether we know each other or not, everything depends on fate.

"Father, I sympathize with you."

Yang Guang kicked off the stool, and the pain of the three-foot white silk on his throat tightened in an instant was really refreshing. His absurd life is finally over, so good.

Yang Jian looked at the relieved smile and disgusting sympathy on the man's face, and after a long silence, he went back to his hut. On the only bed in the room lay an old woman with gorgeous hair and wrinkled face.

Seeing someone coming in, the old woman opened her eyes weakly and cursed angrily, "Monster!"

Immortal, immortal, not a monster?

Yang Jian turned a blind eye to her, and gently stroked her head, "Jia Luo, Guang'er died today."

The old woman, Dugu Empress, Dugu Jialuo glared at him viciously when she heard the words, "Devil!"

"I love you, Galo, how about you?"

"hatred!"

Yang Jian suddenly laughed. He killed him in the name of love, and now he has been with her until he grows up, but now he says he hates him. Isn't that ridiculous?

He stared at the woman he had loved, hated, hurt, and hurt in front of him. He revived her who had committed suicide countless times, and slowly watched her grow old. It had nothing to do with love or hate, but just wanted to do it.

Now, he got tired of it and ended Dugu Jialuo's life with his own hands.

"It's just a group of NPCs..." He thought he traveled back to the past, but in fact he just entered the game, because he saw the prototype of Chongshan Shaolin with his own eyes.

Why should he care about the joy and anger of these NPCs?Why did he let himself, who was out of tune with this world, forcefully blend in?He is a player, the one who plays the game, isn't it ridiculous to be played by the game?

So Yang Jian realized that he spent hundreds of years changing his vest time and time again.

Because of boredom, he would personally support a new generation of Jiutian, implying that the descendants of the gods would cut off the dragon veins of their Yang family to change their fate.He can also throw a treasure map to the Empress Wu Zetian, who has never been seen before or since, to turn the tide. He can also help Li Tang's royal family secretly raise troops and buy horses to add to the empress.

One religion, two alliances, three demons, four families, five swords and six sects, these are the most basic sect forces in the sword net three game.

Witnessing the establishment and expansion of these forces with his own eyes, they gradually became what he was familiar with. In the fourth year of Tianbao, he had already put on the Gong Ao vest, and he received a tip that a young man with a strange name named Bengkai broke into the place. Daoxiang Village.

I have been alone for a hundred years, and I am just looking for someone of the same kind. Now, has he found it?

Unfortunately, he had contact with that guy three times, but the timing was wrong.

The first time was in Daoxiang Village, that guy was still a pure NPC; the second time was in the Tibetan Sword Famous Sword Conference, he was being chased endlessly by the little guys from Tangmen, and the third time was in Dihua Palace, he himself was playing the role of A Sasin is an NPC.

Later, he fell into his hands. He didn't like this guy's clean eyes, so he threw him to Tianyijiao for five years to wait for his transformation.

In Baidi City, they finally officially faced each other. As an existence that has been played by games, he was still struggling, so he pushed.

In the Nanzhao Imperial Palace, he forced him to kill his love with his own hands, and finally completed the final breaking of the cocoon, but he did not expect that he would decisively destroy his lover's body, leaving no room for it.

Standing up, he slowly walked towards the kind he had been expecting for a long time, or, the only mortal enemy he recognized in his life?

The closest and most entangled, their lives will always be entangled and annihilated together, nothing to do with feelings, just the so-called fate.

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