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Chapter 341 Sima Qingnian

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Although the voice was weak, it echoed clearly in the ears of everyone present.

Everyone present looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a dark-haired girl wearing a light yellow sweater, wearing glasses, carrying a schoolbag, and a bamboo basket slung across her body, hurriedly pushing a wheelchair.

Sweat soaked her black hair and stuck to her face, and her cheeks were flushed from running for a long time.

"Wait...wait a moment..."

And sitting on the wheelchair she was pushing was an elderly man.

He is too old, his body is stooped, his skin has long lost its elasticity and is drooping, few hairs have fallen out, all his teeth have fallen out, and his face is covered with age spots.

At this moment, he is wearing an oxygen mask on his face, and there is even nutrient solution hanging on the back of his hand...

But he was meticulously dressed, and what he just said was exactly what he said.

Ji Tiangang's slashing movements suddenly stopped, and he looked at the two people who came over in shock. The scene was even more uproar.

Countless cameras and lenses were focused on the two of them, taking pictures non-stop.

There is a big question mark in everyone's mind.

Why are they two here?

As long as they are from Daxia and have received compulsory education, everyone will know Mr. Sima Qing.

It can be called a living history book. Even many current textbooks on the history of spiritual energy recovery were compiled by Sima Qingnian himself.

He can definitely be regarded as a leading figure in Daxia.

He is now 124 years old.

The little girl who pushed him here was Sima Qingnian's great-granddaughter, Sima Luyao, one of the four existing censors in Daxia.

Tang Yushou frowned: "Mr. Sima Qing? Why are you here?"

Over the years, Mr. Qingnian's physical condition has been deteriorating, and he has not been seen in public for a long time...

How come you are here? And it looks like you came directly from the hospital bed.

I saw Sima Qingnian raising his trembling hands, taking off the oxygen mask and pulling out the needle.

He tried to get up with all his strength, Sima Luyao's eyes were full of heartache:

"Grandpa, it's up to me. Now I'm also a censor, and I'm qualified to certify the history of Daxia!"

However, Sima Qingnian shook his head:

"It's up to me. I personally experienced that period of history and recorded it with my own hands, and the gaps in the history must be filled in by me personally, so that I can be worthy of the title of Imperial Historian!"

"That's the shock of my life. Let me finish writing it... and then I won't be shocked anymore..."

Sima Luyao's eyes were red and tears kept falling, but he finally nodded.

He took out a thick golden history book from the book basket and handed it to Sima Qingnian.

Sima Qingnian took the history book with a smile, and the next moment, the flame of life ignited on his body.

The originally stooped body was straight, and the cloudy eyes became full of energy, as if he was no longer the dying old man, but the censor who recorded hundreds of years of history for Daxia!

He stood up from the wheelchair and looked up at Ren Jie, his eyes full of kindness:

"Child...is it okay?"

Ren Jie's heart trembled violently. With Mr. Sima Qing's physical condition, once the flame of life ignites, there will be no future. When the flame goes out, it will be the death of Sima Qingnian!

He wants to use his own life to fill the gaps in that history?

"Old sir? You..."

Sima Qingnian looked serious:

"Okay? I don't have much time..."

Ren Jie's eyes turned red and he nodded heavily.

Sima Qingnian then smiled, held the history book, and flew high into the sky with his hands behind his back.

At this moment, the whole audience was talking a lot, and the people who were watching this incident through the live broadcast were even more confused.

What is going on? Mr. Sima Qing seems to be very familiar with Ren Jie.

And why on earth did Sima Qingnian have to go to the scene in person even if he wanted to ignite the flame of life?

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