Peace Order-Chapter 1488 - 139: King (End of Volume)
"Mr. Yan Daiqing said, many kings throughout history, once they reach the point where we cherish you, often begin to change. The initial bravery and heroism seem to gradually disappear, and they start to indulge in enjoyment."
"The result is that the time when they were expanding their territory was their strongest period."
"We naturally will not be like that."
"In this world, we still have too many enemies, Jiang Su, Jiang Wanxiang, Chen Dingye, the grassland Turkic, the Third Divine General Gao Xiang, Yuwen Lie, He Ruoqinhu... It’s far from the time to rest."
"I want to avenge my parents’ blood revenge, Wen Ming wants to avenge your revenge."
"The number of enemies and opponents is increasing. I initially thought that once I solved the problems at hand, made my way out, and established a foothold, things would get much better, but the matters in this world are often not that simple. Solving some will bring forth more."
"We should first attack Chen Country, or perhaps the grassland."
"We need to accumulate living strength to confront the final enemy, and I also have a promise... I once made a promise with a girl. At that time, I was in a sorry state, like a beggar chased away."
"Back then, she helped me escape, and I swore to her."
"Someday, I would become a hero in the world, then lead thousands of troops back to Chen Country, to find her, I want her to wait for me."
"I already have thousands of troops and can be considered a minor hero."
"It’s time to fulfill the promise." 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞
"Be it her, or taking Chen Dingye’s head, to avenge my parents."
"Love at one end, hate at the other, people like me in this world are just being pulled by these two ends..."
Li Guanyi whispered softly, pouring out all the wine in his hand, finally standing up and said: "My parents’ bodies should still remain in the royal palace of Chen Country. My father’s martial arts also have Nine Heavens, his body would not be consumed by fierce flames."
"When I go for revenge, I will bring them back, back home."
"Your desire to retreat to the martial world and live as neighbors never succeeded, but now, if you can stand side by side, you can at least drink fine wine together."
He paused, saying: "By the way, I have become king."
"The ceremony will be grand, maybe people from Chen Country, Ying Country, Central State will come, Mr. Yan Daiqing’s eyes are slightly darkened, hoping he can rest well." Li Guanyi chuckled softly, lighting three sticks of incense.
The aroma rose, curling into the air.
Across the vast grassland, majestic flying eagles spread their wings, sweeping over the vast earth, sweeping over the Iron Futu whose armor flashes with chilling light. The aged and mighty Great Khan wields the Divine Bow, drawing the bow to shoot the eagle.
The raptor, struck, spiraled down.
Falling leaves swirling and tumbling.
Leaves drifted onto the lake in the royal palace of Chen Country, creating ripples.
The emperor, with white hair, yet reinvigorated, played the White Bone Pipa, the mood gloomy and chilling. The national fortune of Chen Country no longer surges with grandeur but possesses the spirit of a venomous dragon.
As the pipa sounded on the ground, the stars faintly appeared in the sky.
Finally held in the hands of the aged, dying Azure Dragon at the Star-picking Tower.
The vast grassland, boundless northern region, affluent Chen, heroic Ying, the mountains and waters of this world, its vastness, like inked lines, finally enveloped in the palms and fingerprints of the young lord.
Li Guanyi watched the smoke rising from the three incenses, his gaze clear and bright.
In a trance, beyond this white smoke, he saw familiar figures, the heroic Wolf King, the warm teacher, the quietly smiling Elder Zu, the woman gently humming a lullaby, and his father, who only knew the invincible Golden Armor.
Li Guanyi’s sleeve hung down, slightly rolling, as he rose, picked up his cloak, and as he turned, the cloak draped over him like rippling waves, Li Guanyi turned his back on old acquaintances and said:
"Everyone, thank you, but the road ahead is not finished, I must continue forward, I cannot stay here, I cannot remain beside you, this world is vast, I will..."
Li Guanyi’s voice paused, he lightly laughed, reaching out his hand.
"Let me overstep this time."
The hands that have crossed fields, picked herbs, held swords, raised spears and halberds clenched tightly.
He walked away confidently, his steps firm, sleeves and cloak rolling like waves, saying:
"I will not stop."
"I will surpass you."
"Take on the world!"
[Above] Not an ordinary person, open-minded like the Red Emperor, divine martial like the Overlord, though young, a talent born for the times, as the world falls into chaos, heroes compete, wielding the Three-foot Sword, in a few years, dominating the Four Seas.
Wearing armor, personally on the front lines, military attire stained with horse sweat, helmet engendering lice. Leveling regions, providing for living beings. In just a few years, the four directions are peaceful.
World calls him———
Prince Qin!!!
————"Historical Chronicles·First Annals"
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And beyond the northern territory outside the border of Northern Domain and Ying Country, Yue Pengwu received a letter, his fierce eyes scanned through it, already seeing two words.
[Rendezvous]!
(End of Volume)
