Ark, they don't revolve around you

The old man was feeling sentimental. After all, Pingshun Hou was a good general who took good care of his subordinates.

At this time, Zhongyue also opened his mouth: "Doctor, are you here just to inform me of this?"

Zhuang Ning had already reached into the basin brought by the servant and used a piece of cloth to wipe the dust off his face.

"No," he said quietly, "I'm here to deliver information."

He paused, his eyes like torches: "Xi imprisoned the second brother with a painting in the end, and the second brother could not escape the cage for a while."

"During this period, the Shanhai people were leaderless, but I have some things in my hands." Zhuang Ning handed over the hard drive, "This is the information I got from the people of Gouwu Shanhai. I think you will be interested."

Pingshun Hou ordered someone to open it, and then his eyes widened: "This is..."

"This is the distribution of Shanhai's forces. In the final analysis, most of these people are bandits. If one of them unites, they are certainly worthy of fear, but if they are scattered, they are just scattered soldiers." Zhuang Ning whispered, "The key lies in the spies that Shanhai has planted in the court. I don't trust the court, but I believe in the soldiers at the border. What to do is up to you, Marquis Pingsong, but if Rhodes Island is needed, we will not shirk it."

Pingshun Hou was so moved that he even found it difficult to express his feelings for a moment. This was real achievement, but this man handed it over without any hesitation. He really didn't value some things at all, did he?

As for the spies from the Shanhai people in the court, Zuo Xuanliao sighed, inevitably feeling resentful. He knew that the power of the behemoth was too tempting for mortals, so this man did not trust the people in the court and only passed this information to himself.

As for the truth of the information, he had fought with the Shanhai people before and could tell it at a glance. Pingshun Hou put away the hard drive and bowed deeply.

But for Zhongyue, something else was obviously more important.

"You said my brother was sealed?"

"It's not a seal, but he's imprisoned in a painting." Zhuang Ning pointed south, to the land of Gou Wu. "In the end, Xi used the world as a canvas and himself as a paintbrush to lock him in. Even if my second brother absorbed Xi's power, it would take him several days to break out of this cage."

"He can't go anywhere in these few days?"

"Yes."

Zhongyue nodded. This was exactly the information he wanted. "Thank you, Doctor. Without you, I would have returned empty-handed."

Zhuang Ning opened his mouth to speak again, but pretended to be conflicted and glanced at Pingsui Hou. Zuo Xuanliao understood what he meant and sent others away.

Zhuang Ning cleared his throat and said, "Sui's birth is inevitable. Even if we get rid of the second brother, we can only delay Sui's return. I dare to ask, is Dayan ready to attack Sui?"

Pingshun Hou thought that it was no wonder that he wanted to dismiss everyone, this was indeed a sensitive issue.

Logically, Zuo Xuanliao shouldn’t tell an outsider, but Rhodes Island has made contributions. He looked at Zhongyue and said hoarsely in a low voice: “The Grand Tutor has discussed it with the Simaitai.”

"Sui's return is inevitable, but if we can kill the culprit and no one else messes up, the seal of Simuitai can probably last for a few more years. During this time, Sui will be weakened to the greatest extent, just like a newborn baby. If you don't give him nutrients, he won't die, but he will become skinny."

"Is Simui Tai planning to weaken Him to the extreme before raising an army to attack Him?"

"This will cause the least damage to Dayan, and this time, the Dayan court will completely wipe out the existence of Sui, both physically and mentally." Although Pingsui Hou's tone was light, his confidence was unmistakable. Pingsui - perhaps this is his mission?

Zhuang Ning smiled and nodded quietly: "Then I feel relieved."

He fell to the ground, exhausted after traveling for days. "Let me rest for a while, Grandmaster."

"I'll take you to the scroll tomorrow." The man closed his eyes, "You and your brother will settle the feud there."

……

……

At night, beacon fires were lit and drums were beaten continuously.

This was a simulation of Yumen's visit to the capital today. Seeing the smoke rising from the beacon fire, which was clearly visible a hundred miles away, Zhuang Ning put down the sword in his hand.

He sat alone on the city wall, without a scout by his side, enjoying the darkness and the silence.

He thought he was calm, but the image of Xi kept flashing through his mind. What a troublesome guy. He had been like this before, and he would not let him go even if he died.

Zhuang Ning should be happy. Although the news of Xi's death did have an impact on him, in his original thinking, Xi deserved to die. In fact, her death was worthy of her death. She imprisoned her second brother, which was perfect from this point of view.

But she didn't listen.

You're so afraid of death, but in the end you still want to save me?

It's ridiculous.

"PhD."

A voice called to him.

He turned around and saw Zhongyue sitting quietly. He didn't seem nervous the night before the final battle with his brothers.

Zhuang Ning and Zhong Yue were not close friends, but there was no reason for him to refuse. They looked up at the moon, the wind blew gently, and the master asked quietly, "What was Xi's last...like?"

Zhuang Ning looked at him secretly. Although he didn't say it, Zhongyue must be worried about the departure of his family.

“She was heroic.”

After thinking for a long time, Zhuang Ning finally gave her this evaluation. Especially since Xi Ben was a timid girl, how could she not be worthy of the word brave for her to have such an action?

That was enough. Zhong Yue smiled slightly and did not ask about the details. Instead, he advised: "Doctor, the temperature difference is large at night. You might want to wear more clothes."

Zhuang Ning could somewhat understand Xi's embarrassment of being rushed.

But, it’s also good… He simply stood up, clapped his hands and asked a question: “Grandmaster, are you sure you can defeat your brother?”

"He should be very strong now, right?"

"He accommodates the authority of all the other brothers and sisters except you and Ling."

Zhongyue was silent for a long time: "That might be more difficult."

He clenched his fists, his eyes calm, "So what if I can't win? I'm going to beat him eventually."

"If you lose, Dayan will have no barrier." Zhuang Ning said jokingly.

The Grand Master was very serious, standing on the city wall, watching the smoke signals and the beating drums.

"No." He said in a low voice, "I am insignificant."

"The true soul of Da Yan lies in those soldiers."

……

The painting was in a mess.

The mountains and rivers cracked and the oceans boiled, as if all the people were dead. There had been a great war here, but now it was so quiet.

According to the legend of the Yan people, there is a Guixu at the end of the sea. Guixu is the end of everything. There are no living people, only deathly silence.

Until a low laugh was heard from somewhere, hiding repression and madness, and weird laughter kept coming out of the hoarse and broken throat.

"what."

“Haha. Hahahaha!”

The laughing man rose from the ruins, reached into the dragon's skull, and dug out the dead monster's brain.

He crushed it with one hand and enjoyed the brain marrow as if it were nectar.

With this action, his carbonized skin fell off, and the hyperplastic tissue was covered with layers of scales. His tightly closed eyes opened, and angry lava flowed from them.

Morning and dusk intertwined, and the light fell on it, reflecting the huge shadow, a huge dragon.

In the dark, the second brother looked at the shadow, and through the virtual image, he finally caught a glimpse of that existence.

"Years old..." He finally stopped smiling, the exaggerated curve gradually disappeared, and only unspeakable sadness remained on his face.

He whispered, "This is my true master."

Years looked down upon him in the void, as if mocking his arrogance.

The man became angry, his face became ferocious, and he punched the shadow.

There was a boom.

Like a falling meteor, the entire earth cracked into huge cracks, and the man...or rather, the monster vomited blood and roared cruelly: "Okay, years old."

"My master, the great beast that brought us together, are you awake?"

"You finally woke up, and you just watched us kill each other... Do you think it's interesting?"

He laughed again, covering his forehead, and suddenly punched the shadow again!

"Then you can be proud of yourself and see how long your greatness can last. Your betrayal, your stupidity, and your self-righteousness have brought you to this end. And I, I will replace you!"

"I will..." His voice suddenly became like a parent coaxing a baby to sleep, "I will kill you and then live."

There was a sneer from somewhere.

He still arrogantly mocked this self-righteous man, but He did not stop him, just as He allowed humans to attack Him in the past.

Years old is always so arrogant.

The man exhaled and took one last glance at the scarlet sword. The sword's owner was nowhere to be seen.

The battle was far more ferocious than expected. Xi completely liberated his power and actually drew a giant dragon that was nearly 18 years old. When the dragon spread out its body, it was like a cloud hanging from the sky.

But in the end, the man won. He used the largest weapon to split the dragon into two, suppressing one half with mountains and rivers, and roasting the other half with fire.

He killed the dragon and took over the last bit of authority of Rong Xi. This man was no longer fit to be a fragment, but a complete monster. However, this monster was still digesting, as if he had eaten too much in one breath and was suffering from indigestion.

His eyes were filled with the broken mountains and rivers, and he closed his eyes slightly.

then.

——Then, a loud shattering sound was heard.

In the painting, a huge crack appeared in the sky and earth, and a person in a black coat walked out slowly, stepping on the broken land.

His face was calm, with no trace of sadness or joy, but when one looked at his face, one could see a slight smile on the man's face.

It was like a reunion of long-parted relatives and friends. The monster said, "Long time no see, Shuo... or should I call you Chongyue?"

"You can call me Shuo."

"Yeah, you don't mind, do you? I left because I was afraid of you." The monster sneered quietly, "But I have never liked you and wanted to get rid of you myself."

Zhong Yue paused and looked around: "But I don't hate you."

"Will you hate it? Shuo, you have always been the most ruthless and cold-hearted person. You are neither human nor beast. You will not cry because of betrayal, nor will you be happy because of cheers, right?"

The man was still smiling, but the warmth in his eyes was extremely cold, and even his usual elegance was gone. He roared, "You're a fucking lunatic!"

Zhongyue remained calm, his gaze as still as an ancient well.

"Look, it's this eye. Tell me, Shuo, why did you come here?"

"To stop you."

"Stop me? Fine, why should you stop me? Now, there are only you, me and Ling left. I deliberately didn't kill Ling. In fact, it's just you and me!" He laughed coldly, "It's just you and me, but what are you still obsessed with? Revenge for your brother and sister? But you should know that only if I win can I revive them!"