Tonight, he no longer thinks about blessings.

Thirteen Saints, Demons, Curse...

Don't think about these things.

Ludeng wants to leave all his worries behind.

Only fine wine, moonlight...the clouds are left.

Lu Deng sat in front of the window and looked at the bright moon.

This is his only bond with the Qiyun Kingdom two thousand years ago.

The moon, the witness of silence!

They are all bathed in the same moonlight.

This was the moonlight of the Qiyun, but now it is the moonlight of the divine country.

After tonight, the souls of the passengers are destined to wander.

He raised his wine glass.

Homage to the moonlight,

Respect the Qiyun Kingdom for two thousand years,

Respect the people who hang themselves.

A group of great people.

Even if they hang Lu Deng up, it still does not prevent Lu Deng from recognizing their greatness.

What Luden did is worth a rope.

He knew this well, had no complaints, and even took pride in it.

There is obviously another reason for the demise of the Qiyun Kingdom.

The demise of a kingdom and dynasty is as inconspicuous as the waves in the rivers in history, and only a few lines of text will be left in history books.

The problem is that the demise of the Qiyun Kingdom seems to have led to a regression in the entire era!

The decline of science and technology, legal system, and civilization in all aspects!

The secret behind this was taken lightly by a 'devil's curse', hiding the truth of history.

Lu Deng put down his wine glass, looked at the moon two thousand years ago, and said the last sentence tonight.

Two thousand years of time and space,

Lu Deng seemed to have a scene of crowds of people appearing in front of him again.

He stood on the high gallows, overlooking the sea of ​​people, like a general who was inspecting his own soldiers.

Lu Deng raised his head slightly and said to the people two thousand years ago,
Chapter completed!