The King of Special Warfare

When Xia Zhi left, she pushed the wheelchair by herself. Before leaving, she also picked up her grandson.

She cried, but she never made a big fuss with her son, just like what she told her daughter-in-law Song Ci: The men of the Wang family in Beihai are all bastards and bastards.

Starting from his father-in-law, to his husband, and then to his son, the line is the same. If you push forward, Wang Tianzong's grandfather, his grandfather's father, and then on...

Hundreds of years ago, a Tianjiao named Wang from Zhongzhou founded a royal family in Beihai, eventually forming the current Wang family in Beihai.

From that ancestor to Wang Shengxiao, the Beihai Wang clan has experienced ten clan leaders. However, looking at the deaths of the Beihai Wang clan, it seems that only one of the Beihai Wang clan clan chiefs can die a happy and happy life.

Starting from their ancestors, the first three generations of Beihai Wang clan chiefs all disappeared in their later years. They left the Beihai Wang clan and then disappeared without a trace.

The fourth-generation patriarch was the only one who maintained his position as the overlord of the Beihai Wang clan. He died peacefully in the end, feeling at ease because his son, the fifth-generation Beihai Wang clan patriarch, was the most outstanding person of that era. The transfer of power in Beihai was extremely smooth.

When the fifth-generation patriarch's condition declined in his later years, he finally encountered the most terrifying Holy Emperor in hundreds of years, with peak invincibility and transcendent spiritual power.

Five generations of patriarchs eventually died in battle on the European continent.

Then the Li family left the Lin clan and officially entered the world.

The sixth generation clan leader and the first clan leader of the Li family finally solved the threat posed by the sanctuary. The Lin clan and the Li family began to face the importance of spiritual power, so there was an additional path of spiritual power within the Li family's swordsmanship.

The sixth-generation patriarch was seriously injured and dying after killing the Holy Queen. Before his death, he used his body as a test subject and invested it in a plan that he personally approved.

This was the beginning of the birth of the Beihai Wang Clan Demon Lord Group.

The seventh-generation patriarch is probably the most mediocre person in the history of the Beihai Wang family. His ability is not bad, but he is not top-notch after all. He carries the responsibilities of the Beihai Wang family with great fear, huge pressure and heavy tasks. He was completely crushed and seriously ill, and he died on the operating table.

The eighth generation clan leader died in battle due to the invasion of the Heroes' Association, Chiang Kai-shek and other foreign forces.

The ninth generation patriarch, Wang Tianzong, is still seriously injured and sleeping.

Then there is Wang Shengxiao...

Xia Zhi doesn't know how to specifically evaluate the men of the Beihai Wang family. The glory accumulated over hundreds of years has turned into pressure. As it is passed down from generation to generation, this pressure will become heavier and heavier. Those who are pressed will suffocate, and those who are pressed will become instinctive. Give up everything, including yourself, your family, and your children.

Only that kind of pressure exists all the time, for the family, for the so-called glory, and for the four words Beihai Wang Family.

Xia Zhi had no way of guessing what the successive patriarchs of the Beihai Wang clan were thinking before they died. She just knew that her husband, when Moormans faced the eternal sword, did it for the words "Beihai Wang clan". Choose to run away.

If he had been willing to run away, even if he couldn't escape, even if he was still seriously injured, at least he wouldn't be as miserable as he is today.

And her son, when the Beihai Wang family faced a huge crisis, he also did not run away, but took the initiative to choose an ending that would be shattered to pieces.

So all the men in the Beihai Wang family are bastards and bastards.

As for the women of the Wang family in Beihai, they are noble, even noble, they are aloof, but they are not happy.

All I can say is that I was happy.

The wheelchair made a slight sound as it rolled across the ground.

Xia Zhi's figure became farther and farther away. She hugged her child and never looked back from the beginning to the end.

Wang Shengxiao, who was kneeling on the ground, stood up, then walked to the stone table again and sat down.

He looked at the fruit plate in front of him, stretched out his hand to take it, lowered his head and said nothing, just kept eating and eating.

"Why did you come here suddenly?"

Song Ci sat in front of Wang Shengxiao, looked at him quietly, and asked quietly.

"If you can't sleep, just take a walk."

Wang Shengxiao was eating the fruit, with juice all over his hands. He did not raise his head, with a very calm smile in his voice: "I walked and came here. I know you have been living with mom during this time. Take care of her together."

He seemed to want to raise his head, but he still lowered his head and put a piece of watermelon into his mouth, saying softly: "Thank you for your hard work."

"That's what I should do."

Song Ci looked at him, was silent for a while, and said softly: "You are afraid, right?"

"Um?"

Wang Shengxiao lowered his head and smiled, and said casually: "What do I have to be afraid of?"

"I can feel it... pay attention."

Song Ci took the paper towel and condensed fine ice particles on her fingertips. The paper towel turned into a wet wipe. She wiped Wang Shengxiao's hands with it and said softly: "I am your wife and I gave birth to your child." , I am definitely the woman who knows you best in this world, at least one of them, and I can feel that you are afraid."

"Scared...probably a little bit nervous."

Wang Shengxiao thought for a while: "It's not that scary, it's not that..."

"do you understand me?"

After Song Ci finished wiping one of Wang Shengxiao's hands, he went to wipe the other.

Wang Shengxiao finally raised his head, looked at Song Ci, and said with a smile: "Of course."

"Then you should be able to feel it."

Song Ci whispered: "I'm not afraid, I can take your place. If you know me, you should understand that what I say is true, and I am not afraid at all."

Wang Shengxiao pursed his lips and looked at Song Ci in silence.

Song Ci stared at him silently.

"I'm not afraid either."

After a long while, Wang Shengxiao took a deep breath and said lightly: "I probably know why I came here. Maybe, I am afraid, but when I come here and see you, I am not afraid anymore.

And why do you want to take my place?

The Wang family in Beihai is still there.

Your man is not dead either.

Where is your turn?

I am the clan leader of Beihai, but if something happens and I let my wife go, who am I?

Beihai for so many years, what does it mean? "

His voice was a bit high in the last few words, but in the end he forced himself to calm down and said slowly: "After I leave and until my father recovers, all matters in Beihai will be left to our mother to handle. You will be her assistant. Poetry...

If Shishi gets pregnant...

if...

Well, if you're not pregnant...

You and Shishi, please help our mother more. "

Song Ci looked at Wang Shengxiao and cried silently. She didn't cry out, but her tears kept flowing out, and her face was pale.

"I've wronged you."

Wang Shengxiao whispered.

"Things obviously haven't reached this point..."

Song Ci murmured to himself.

"Once we get to that point, it will be too late."

Wang Shengxiao shook his head: "Isn't it clear enough what the situation at home is now? After the alliance operation, it is impossible for our mother to take action in the future. Brother Jiang was seriously injured and it is impossible to recover in the short term. The second uncle took away half of Beihai, I was lucky enough to break through the invincible realm, but I was also seriously injured, and it was an ordinary invincible realm. What can I do in such a situation?

We are in Imperial Soldier Mountain and it seems safe, but who are the people outside?

It's the second uncle. A little further away, it's the Prince Group that has already been torn apart. It's Qin Weibai and Donghuang Palace. A little further away, it's Jiang Shangyu, and it's the countless people in the dark world who are peeking at the Beihai Wang family. "

Wang Shengxiao's voice paused and continued: "It seems like everything is calm now, right?

But there are already rumors in the dark world that his father is about to wake up. Now the news about Jiang Shangyu and Li Tianlan is making a big fuss, but other people also dare not ignore their father's existence. They don't know when their father will recover. We can rely on guessing, which means that every minute and every second, we may encounter danger.

Before my father truly recovers, all those who are hostile to us and all those who have intentions towards us will desperately want to destroy the Imperial Army Mountain. Now that they are silent, it is not that they are hesitating. It can only be said that they Still preparing.

Look at the second uncle, if I give him an exact time, I said my father will recover tomorrow, then tonight, he may launch a desperate attack on the Imperial Army Mountain, going crazy at all costs, not to mention It's him, everyone is like this. "

Wang Shengxiao lit a cigarette and took a deep breath almost greedily.

He was thinking silently, and finally shook his head: "I...I can't bear it anymore.

Even the Emperor's Armed Forces Mountain can't hold it anymore,

Time passes by second by second. If we do nothing and wait until the enemy is really ready, everyone and everything here will not end well. In such a situation, I, a severely injured ordinary invincible state, will not be able to stop us. If you can't stop it, the current Imperial Army Mountain can't stop it either.

Do you know what I am most fortunate about?

What I am most fortunate about is that the hundreds of years of accumulation of the Beihai Wang family will eventually have some secrets that others do not know. This also means that when we face a crisis that seems to have a narrow escape, we can at least put down something to fight. The chance to take a chance, I cherish this opportunity...really. "

"So, what exactly are you giving up?"

Song Ci looked at Wang Shengxiao, her voice was a little cold: "Can you tell me?"

Wang Shengxiao opened his mouth.

"Want me to say it for you?"

Song Ci looked at him: "Can I give you a list? What did you give up? Wang Haotian, Tang poetry, Song Ci, Xia..."

"I'm not giving up anything."

Wang Shengxiao turned to look at the night sky in the distance: "Beihai has reached the current situation and needs to give up on me..."

He waved vigorously and threw away the cigarette butt in his hand.

His mouth moved, and after a long time, he finally said with some difficulty: "I'm sorry... I've been sorry to you and Shishi in my life. I can't repay... I can't do it. I'm sorry, I..."

He raised his head and looked deeply at Song Ci, as if he wanted to carve her outline into his heart.

He seemed to want to say something else: "I...I...I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

He stood up, strode out of the pavilion, and left the place in an embarrassed manner, almost fleeing.

Song Ci looked at his back, which looked a little embarrassed, a little hasty, and lost his coolness, calmness, and stability.

That's her husband's back.

This was the last time Song Ci saw Wang Shengxiao.

She sat there quietly, the night was cold and the icy wind blew over.

A few cities away, the rain from Canglan traveled all the way north and finally swept across the entire Imperial Army Mountain.

In the bedroom of the palace, Xia Zhi was still sitting in a wheelchair, holding her grandson's small hand and humming songs to help her sleep. Her eyes were red with some choking in her voice, and she looked increasingly fragile.

Tang Shi lay on the bed and opened her eyes. She clutched the quilt on her body with both hands and looked at the roof. Her tears had wet the pillow. After Wang Shengxiao left, she opened her eyes but remained motionless, as if A statue.

Under the wind and rain at night, the Imperial Soldier Mountain was still brightly lit.

Various departments are meeting to study new solutions in different fields.

The rain is getting heavier.

Wang Shengxiao, who was soaked by the rain, walked awkwardly on the mountain, like a stray dog ​​that had been abandoned by its owner.

The sound of waves crashing against the cliff could be heard faintly in the rain.

He stepped onto the steps in front of him.

The Beihai Wang family's Xiongxiongtai is on top.

The majestic stone that had withstood hundreds of years of wind and rain stood high above, with densely packed names, like figures, looking down at him.

The rain is cold.

Wang Shengxiao stood on the steps, turned around and looked down at the Imperial Army Mountain below.

The lights on the mountains, the falling rain, the majestic palaces, the bright and green mountains and plains.

There was his mother, his wife, his son, his friends, and everything about the Beihai Wang family.

Wang Shengxiao's eyes were full of affection.

Countless emotions exploded in his chest at this moment.

His body standing on the steps was swaying in the wind and rain, and the night completely enveloped him.

He remembered many things from his childhood.

I remembered my vision for the future.

He once made a wish that he could die behind his parents. He wanted to keep the Beihai Wang family as the overlord. He wanted to live with his wife for many years. He wanted to find his sister. He wanted to watch. My own children grew up, I watched him get married, I watched him have his own children... New

He likes the snacks at Restaurant No. 3 on the mountain.

I like the flowers and plants planted in front of my parents' palace.

I like the cohesion and sense of honor that have always been maintained on Imperial Soldier Mountain.

I like the sky and sea of ​​Beihai Province.

I love every inch of land and every mountain and river here.

It's a pity that I couldn't visit them all.

What he likes, what he wants, what he expects...

It can’t be done anymore.

Nothing can be done.

Nothing can be done.

He could only stand here, watching the things that he once clearly could do get farther and farther away from him at an unstoppable speed and attitude, and finally disappear, completely disappear.

Emotions are constantly surging.

The wind and rain are like darkness.

Wang Shengxiao's heart was slowly filled with coldness. That kind of emotion was called despair.

He took one last look down the mountain, then turned around silently and walked up the steps.

I didn't want to come so early in the morning.

At least one day left.

At least I can have breakfast with my family.

but...

Forget it, it doesn't matter anymore.

He has seen Tang poetry, Song poetry, Xia Zhi, and Haotian.

Everyone knows what this means.

This is Wang Shengxiao’s farewell.

Wang Shengxiao took a deep breath, stood on the platform, and looked at the sky and sea in front of him.

His hand was pressed on the huge hero stone.

A subtle roar sounded.

The Heroic Stone was moving slowly, and the stone rolled slightly, revealing a hole similar to the mouth of a well.

The wind and rain fell.

Wang Shengxiao looked into the distance.

He thought about the outside world.

The rising Jiang Shangyu, the silent Li Tianlan, the transcendent Eastern Palace, the undercurrents and stormy waves in Europe, the entire dark world is turbulent, such a big stage...

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