The clouds sway in the wind and walk in the wind.

The north wind was flying, but it couldn't blow away the stagnation in his heart.

"My choice is right or wrong in today's matter, but at this moment there is nothing to say?!"

"Maybe it is a mistake to not be able to avenge your grudges, but I hope that from the overall perspective... my choice will always be of many use."

"After all, I am still a Yu Tangren."

"Private grudges, compared to the current storm of the country, let me go for the time being. Brothers, will you blame me?"

"Hey, I don't know who you are?! You are destined not to blame me!"

"But, I will blame myself!"

"The right and wrong in this world are so difficult to make decisions about right and wrong. It is not just about simple position distinction, nor is it simply wisdom and decision. It is so helpless, and so just sigh!"

Yun Yang sighed deeply.

I have made a choice and know that doing so is the most suitable choice for the current situation. However, the depression in my heart has increased and it is difficult to calm down.

The first goal is to give up; then, just finish all the backlogs.

The wind whistles.

Yun Yang quietly came to the mansion of the old Marshal Qiu Jianhan.

It is said that the old Marshal Qiu’s mansion has been so sad for a long time; Qiu Jianhan has never woken up.

Mrs. Qiu didn't know how many famous doctors she hired, and almost all the imperial doctors in the palace lived in Qiu's house; countless rare medicinal materials in the palace were almost emptied.

His Majesty the Emperor has ordered: No matter whether you need it or not, move it over first! What if it is used but does not delay the work temporarily?

At all costs, save Marshal Qiu! Even if I need my blood as a medicine guide, I will take it!

Who can save this old bastard, promoted to third level, awarded the title of Duke, and inherited from generation to generation; even if he rebelled, he would have a gold medal to avoid death!

The emperor's promise is worthy.

The imperial doctors were all trembling, walking on thin ice, and each of them showed their skills and everyone tried their best.

Even so, the imperial doctors are still scolded by His Majesty the Emperor every day.

Let you know the best recipes and show what you have learned. The old marshal just doesn’t wake up, but what can he do?

His Majesty the Emperor basically has to come and go once every three days. He sighs for a long time, sheds tears for a long time, is silent for a long time, and then angrily scolds the imperial doctor for a long time - he doesn't want to get angry, and he also knows that the imperial doctors have really tried their best, and there is no way to do it.

But every time I see Qiu Jianhan looking like a living dead, I feel so uncomfortable that I want to kill someone.

It's late at night.

Mrs. Qiu was taking care of herself carefully in front of the bed of Marshal Qiu.

Looking at Qiu Jianhan who was unconscious like a sleepy coma, the old lady sighed: "Old man Qiu, the old woman has been married to you for the rest of her life... Why didn't I find out before that you are so important? In the past, when you went out to war, your heart was always hanging, fearing that you would not come back. Now that you are back, you can see you every day, but this heart is still hanging..."

As he was talking, the old lady suddenly laughed: "What am I talking about? You are much happier than those soldiers who died on the battlefield. Even if you really can't wake up, I am content. You are always in front of me now..."

As I was muttering, suddenly the wind sounded softly.

In front of the bed, a black shadow appeared as if something was created out of nothing.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" The old lady has also seen a big scene. Although the situation came suddenly, she was still not confused at all, and she answered calmly with her words.

"I am Yun Zun." Black Shadow said: "Come to save the old marshal and wake up."

The old lady was stunned when she heard this, and suddenly she felt the sky spinning, and tears in her eyes couldn't help but burst out from her eyes.

...

The second half of the night.

Qiu Jianhan, who had been sleeping for a long time, woke up slowly.

Now that Lu Lu has returned, Yun Yang will no longer take most of the difficult and complicated diseases of this world seriously. At least, like the current situation of Old Marshal Qiu, he will never be as helpless as before.

In fact, the old marshal probably consumed too much of his life and could not make up for it. Before, Yun Yang helped his own essence and blood, which was equivalent to extending his life with the most top treasures of heaven and earth in this world, which could already protect his life. However, the old marshal's physical burden was also too much, and it was difficult to fully utilize the effectiveness of the precious blood. However, these situations are only the last part of Lulu, and it is possible to solve them. What's the point!

To Yun Yang's expectation, the old marshal who had recovered his perception almost had no negative emotions.

It seemed that this sleep was just a long dream for him.

Well, to be more precise, it should be a beautiful dream, a beautiful dream that is unwilling to wake up!

In my dream, so many old brothers and so many comrades-in-arms, drinking and eating meat with me, crossing mountains and rivers with me, and moving forward with me.

Many of the old brothers who had sacrificed many years ago and were gone. Now, everyone is getting together again, and it is rare to be happy!

I still remember that many old brothers would ask the same question: After I die, how will my family be like?

At this time, Qiu Jianhan was the proudest time, he patted his chest and said arrogantly: "With me here, what can your family have to do?!"

"Can you look down on me? You can't believe me? You think I didn't take good care of them?"

Some old brothers asked, "What's going on in our country?"

Qiu Jianhan was worried: "We are still fighting, we will definitely win. We have won so many times, and this time will be no exception!"

So everyone sighed and cheered together.

Another old brother asked: "Who is Jiuzun?"

Qiu Jianhan became proud again: "I know, I am one of the only people in the know. Even the old cold-headed old Fangtou didn't know this secret, but I knew it, but how could I tell you? Huhhhh..."

Many people whined their lips and said, "This old guy is dead, but he is still confidential. Who should I keep it confidential?"

Qiu Jianhan just laughed and said nothing. Humph, what he promised must be kept secret even if he died!

Well... dead... is that the reason?

However, I have to say that during this period, Marshal Yu was really too relaxed, happy, and too freehand.

I am idle every day, just drinking, chatting, fucking, playing with this person today, and teasing with that person tomorrow. There are hundreds of thousands of brothers here.

No matter how long you are, you will never be lonely!

However, at this moment... I suddenly woke up and opened my eyes and saw that I was actually on my bed. I was not dead. What surged from my heart was quite reluctant.

Damn, who is so unsightly that he actually pulled me back?

I haven't had enough fun yet...

Then he saw Yun Yang.

Wearing a black suit, like Yun Yang shrouded in smoke.

He also recognized Yun Yang. In the world, there was only one person who could do this form!

He immediately understood the current situation, so his face turned darker, and he complained with dissatisfaction: "Why can't you wait any longer? The prophet will say, I haven't had time to say goodbye to them yet..."

Yun Yang was stunned for a moment.

The monk Zhang Er couldn't touch his mind.

Say goodbye? What does it mean?

I really don't understand this.
Chapter completed!