After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

"..."

The barbarian soldiers never saw how their general was killed.

It seems that in a blink of an eye, this brave and skilled barbarian general who even Jiang Haiping died under his sword died.

What are you kidding?

They looked up tremblingly and saw a face that was too young.

He is also wearing silver armor, his long black hair is tied up high by the crown, and his facial features are handsome, but he is fierce.

Emperor Yin!

It is not that the barbarians have not heard the name of Emperor Yin.

Only four years after the young emperor ascended the throne, he suppressed the various princes with a thunderous hand.

All ten countries lose, and the Great Xia is unified.

He has not yet reached the crown, and he has such a means, which really makes the barbarians feel a sense of crisis.

But the barbarian king did not take Emperor Yin seriously.

But I never thought that this time the Northwest launched an attack together, and they all failed.

Emperor Yin's brows moved slightly, lightly: "It seems that I don't even want the whole corpse anymore."

"Shh!"

The Dragon Sparrow Sword came out again, and it cut off the heads of more than a dozen barbarian soldiers.

He didn't stop, he was still killing.

In the blink of an eye, there were more corpses on the ground.

A natural god of war, well-deserved reputation.

The remaining barbarian soldiers just woke up like a dream and fled like crazy.

But Daxia's reinforcements have also arrived.

Emperor Yin said lightly, "Kill them."

Then he turned around and met Si Fuqing's eyes: "Don't do this kind of thing in the future, you will die."

Si Fuqing was stunned for a moment, and before he could answer, he led the horse: "Let's go, advance to the city."

After entering the city, someone quickly took Jiang Haiping's body, and Si Fuqing was taken away by the people from the Alliance of Magical Doctors for treatment.

"Your Majesty, the marshal he..." The soldiers knelt on the ground, sobbing, "Marshal he..."

"Gu know." He paused, "Go to the main account first and deal with the rest of the marshal."

The soldier wiped his tears and immediately took Emperor Yin to the main tent.

On the table in the main tent, there is a book written by Jiang Haiping before his expedition.

[I will die, and there are no soldiers. I will guard the Yanmen Gate and fight the barbarians in the final battle. I swear to death, in order to repay the kindness of the country and wish Your Majesty a great victory.

Sincerely, Jiang Haiping! 】

Literally loyal.

Weeping blood.

When Si Fuqing wrapped the bandages and came in, he was still holding the piece of paper tightly, and his fingertips turned white.

After a long time, he said, "He went too."

This word made Si Fuqing startled.

"They say that loneliness is the lone star of the celestial fiend, the father and the mother, the brother and the brother, as long as the lonely person will die." He carried his hands on his back, his voice was light, as if it had nothing to do with him, "Gu Yuan doesn't believe it. , but now seems to have to believe it."

"Your Majesty." Si Fuqing raised his head, "You can believe in fate, but you can't accept it."

"That's interesting." He looked back at her with a slight smile, "I haven't asked yet, what's your name?"

"I..." Si Fuqing suddenly remembered the words she saw before entering the game, and immediately said, "My name is Wuyi, I have no father and no mother, so I have no surname."

"A good one has no father and no mother, so he has no surname." He suddenly smiled, "I don't have a name either, but I have fate."

Si Fuqing blinked.

It turns out that Emperor Yin is really anonymous?

It seems that Ye Shi is sometimes right.

"Wuyi, a good name." He put his hands behind his back, not slow or hurried, "Why is it called Wuyi, and I share the same robe with my son."

"Wang Yuxing, repair my spear."

"Have a grudge against your son."

The last sentence fell, and the young emperor's momentum suddenly rose: "Although you are leading the post of military division, you have a lot of courage. You are weak, but you are arrogant. Would you like to follow me?"

Si Fuqing's eyes moved: "I would like to fight with Your Majesty."

"Well, good, cough, cough!" He coughed suddenly, blood oozing from the handkerchief.

Si Fuqing remembered that Jiang Haiping said that Emperor Yin was also injured, and her expression changed: "Your Majesty, you—"

"Small injury." He pushed her hand away carelessly, with an indifferent expression, "Whoever is in the war has no injuries, and he will recover after a while."

"The war in the west has subsided, and I will guard Yanmen, so can I ask you to send the marshal home now?"

Si Fuqing stared at him closely: "If Your Majesty doesn't say it, I will do it too."

After four years of not seeing him, he has completely grown into a man.

But her identity has also changed.

But at least she could still be with him.

"Okay." He smiled again. "It's very comfortable to talk to you. Go, remember to come back, there are still many things to do."

He looked at Si Fuqing's back, and his pupils gradually deepened.

There is an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

No clothes.

He remembered the name.

**

The royal capital, Yongan.

After rushing the road for seven days, Si Fuqing arrived at Yong'an.

She was dressed in white, with Jiang Haiping's coffin behind and the flag of Jiang's army in front.

The people in Yong'an City automatically retreated to both sides of the road and watched the guards go away, tears on their faces.

The journey was extremely long, Si Fuqing walked to the general's mansion, but did not dare to go in for a while.

It was Mrs. Jiang who heard the movement and walked out by herself.

Si Fuqing said softly, "Madam."

Madam Jiang was taken aback: "You are..."

With a "bang", Si Fuqing knelt down on one knee, raised Jiang Haiping's armor with both hands, and said softly, "Madam, I'm sorry."

For Mrs. Jiang, the words "loyal and loyal" are too heavy.

After sending the husband to send the son, after sending the son to send the daughter.

She waited in the General's Mansion for so many years, and all that came back were the corpses covered in veil.

Madam Jiang was completely stunned. Her eyes were blank for a moment, and she didn't cry. She said softly, "It's not an illusion..."

She stabilized her body and immediately stepped forward to help Si Fuqing up: "Come in, are you hungry? I'll ask Xuan Jin to prepare some food for you."

Si Fuqing was taken to the general's mansion.

And there was no one left, and Mrs. Jiang finally hugged Jiang Haiping's head and cried.

But when she cried, she had to control it, not to disturb Jiang Zhaoyue, who was waiting for Jiang Haiping's return.

In the inner courtyard, Jiang Zhaoyue stretched out her hand: "Brother, when will Daddy come back, I miss him."

Jiang Xuanjin said softly, "He has come back."

In heaven, still guarding his country, his home.

"Oh." Jiang Zhaoyue blinked, "Then why didn't I see it?"

This is the first time Si Fuqing has seen Jiang Zhaoyue alive.

At that time, she was only seven years old, and she was still the youngest daughter.

She took out the sandalwood box: "The marshal still has something to do. He asked me to bring the gift to you first."

Jiang Zhaoyue happily took it.

"Little sister." Jiang Xuanjin squatted down and rubbed her head, "Big brother is leaving, go to the north, wait for big brother to come back and give you nice jewelry, prepare more dowry, and give little sister a beautiful marriage."

"Hey, eldest brother, don't take my job." On the side, Second Young Master Jiang hit his chest with his elbow, "I've packed my little sister's dowry, watch me kill thousands of barbarians and cut off their heads. , all for the little sister."

"Okay, okay." Jiang Zhaoyue jumped up and applauded, "Whoever kills more enemies is my best brother."

"Then I must be my little sister's best brother." Sixth Young Master Jiang was triumphant, "I want to step on both the eldest and the second brother."

Second Young Master Jiang was furious and chased after him.

Jiang Zhaoyue was their only younger sister, so she naturally wanted to spoil her.

Si Fuqing stood aside, heard clearly, and clenched his fingers.

But Jiang Xuanjin could not come back.

None of the nine brothers of the Jiang family came back.

In the year of Xia Li 682, Jiang Xuanjin single-handedly entered the account of the barbarian commander.

"Brother Wuyi, I have something to tell you." Jiang Zhaoyue suddenly grabbed the corner of Si Fuqing's clothes, "Come with me."

Si Fuqing was stunned, and was pulled aside by Jiang Zhaoyue.

At this time, she smiled: "Actually, Dad has already left, right? I know it, you don't have to hide it from me."

Si Fuqing was silent for a moment: "Yes, but the marshal is going to see the young lady get married?"

"Married? No." Jiang Zhaoyue had an indifference and calmness that did not match her age, "The Jiang family guards the country, I am the Jiang family."

Si Fuqing's body shook suddenly.

The previous innocent laughter turned out to be her pretending to coax Madam Jiang and Jiang Xuanjin.

"I often hear from my father and brother how the barbarians slaughtered the people of Beizhou." Jiang Zhaoyue raised her head, "Brother Wuyi, if you were me, what would you do?"

Si Fuqing was stunned, his fingers slowly clenched into fists: "The country hates family feud, I dare not forget it, it will rest until death!"

When the old emperor was there, the barbarians occupied almost the entire Beizhou and established their own royal court.

How many Xia people were humiliated and killed, and how many people were displaced.

They even hit Yongan City in Zhongzhou twice, and they were about to overthrow the Great Xia Dynasty.

The court still ignored Beizhou and let the city fall.

In a situation of isolation and helplessness, even Jiang Haiping was powerless.

Until Emperor Yin ascended the throne, Beizhou began to slowly recover.

But it is true that the barbarians cannot be uprooted in a few years.

This battle lasted for thirteen years, until the death of Emperor Yin.

Jiang Zhaoyue, who was only seven years old, stared into her eyes and nodded slowly: "I remember what brother Wuyi said."

Si Fuqing's eyes were shocked: "You..."

She knew that Jiang Zhaoyue really did it.

She used her life to defend the country and never retreat.

Si Fuqing put his hand down, some dare not look at this too sensible little girl.

The cruelty of history is reflected here.

Knowing nothing is cruel.

She knew that Jiang Zhaoyue would die at the age of 22, and that the future Zhenguo girl would be pierced to death by ten thousand arrows.

But she couldn't say anything.

Jiang Zhaoyue sat on the chair with longing in her eyes: "The elder brother and the second brother are gone, when I grow up, I will go to them too. Your Majesty also said that when I grow up, let me lead the army to fight, I want to prove to everyone that I'm no worse than a man."

Si Fuqing's voice was very soft: "Your eldest brother and second brother..."

Jiang Xuanjin and other brothers went to Beizhou for seven years.

Seven years later they came back, only with corpses.

She lowered her head, tears suddenly falling.

Jiang Zhaoyue was stunned, and she was at a loss: "Brother Wuyi, you... what's the matter with you?"

Si Fuqing wiped away the tears with his sleeves and smiled: "It's nothing, you are really amazing."

But she had seen the fresh Jiang Zhaoyue, and could not imagine the tragic death of this town girl.

"I can't do it now." Jiang Zhaoyue shook her short legs and was very proud, "My eldest brother is the most powerful. The people say that he is more powerful than his father, and he will be a more powerful general in the future."

"And he is the most beautiful of our parents. Many people have come to ask for relatives, but the eldest brother doesn't seem to be interested in the long-term relationship between children. Sigh, I still want a niece. He is really useless."

Si Fuqing blinked his eyes and laughed softly: "Yes."

The future is far better than his father, but unfortunately there is no future.

"Brother Wuyi, let's have a meal together in a while." Jiang Zhaoyue pulled the corner of her clothes again, "I heard eldest brother say that you are very good at war, and I want to ask you for advice."

As she said that, she sighed again: "But you will be leaving soon. When I grow up and go to Beizhou to find elder brothers and the others, you must remember to teach me!"

"Well." Si Fuqing returned to his senses, "Okay."

"Let's go." Jiang Zhaoyue jumped and took a few steps, as if realizing it was disrespectful, she coughed and learned to walk like Jiang Xuanjin.

It seems that from this time on, she has been a national female general who can fight on the battlefield.

After an unknown time, the system prompt sounded.

[The sleep time you set has ended. Long-term sleep mode will cause harm to your body. Do you need to switch to abyss mode or wake up? 】

Si Fuqing chose to wake up.

She opened her eyes and pushed the game cabin away.

The sky is clear.

There is no time limit for this time-travel, and she has set a 24-hour sleep mode.

In sleep mode, the game time and reality are 10:1, and she just stayed for ten days.

I met Emperor Yin and Jiang Zhaoyue.

Si Fuqing still couldn't slow down.

The scene where Jiang Haiping brought 48,000 Jiang family troops to the battlefield still reverberated in front of her eyes.

Too shocking.

Si Fuqing took a few breaths and drank a large glass of water before calming down.

She immediately grabbed the phone and called Sang Yanqing: "Sister Sang, I know how to play Jiang Zhaoyue. Tell the director that I can audition today."

Sang Yanqing was stunned for a moment, and some did not respond: "What did you say?!"

Why is time closed loop.

Qingqing named Wuyi because he saw the poems written by His Majesty.

But His Majesty wrote that poem because of the name Qingqing.

fairy love =v=