In 2019, because Yang Zheng was assassinated, Wei Rong, who had participated in the "Blue Light Agreement", was angry with Rachel, and the old fox Sean was kicked off the stage. Gui Zang, Mu Feiyun and other officers were directly cleared out of the Eastern Front Army, which is the current Demon God Army. Although Gui Zang's current official position is not small, it has long been undermined and has become a general with a vacant position.

While Yang Zheng looked over, Gui Zang was also looking at him, his eyes containing a complex look of disbelief.

Yang Zheng took two glasses of wine from the tray from the maid's hand and walked towards him with a calm expression.

After handing a glass of wine to Guizang, Yang Zhengqing said: "Long time no see, General Gui!"

Guizang stared at him for a moment and whispered: "Long time no see, General, can you talk alone?"

Rachel swept to Guizang with a sharp look. Yang Zheng winked at her and smiled slightly: "Okay, General Gui, please come here."

After coming to a secluded hall, he instructed the guards at the door not to let others in.

The two of them closed the door, and Gui Zang looked at him coldly, and Yang Zheng was not embarrassed at all.

"If I guess it's good, General Gui wants to tell me about the killing of Zuo Qingzi back then."

Gui Zang's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise. Obviously, he didn't expect Yang Zheng to be so proactive. He was silent for a moment and said coldly: "Are you really him? I also doubted how a person like you could die easily, and you are still alive."

Yang Zheng walked to the window and stared at the night sky outside. The sky as pure as black glass was full of stars and silver moon crooked.

He said, "I am alive, do you think I am coming back to take revenge?"

"Isn't it?" Gui Zang sneered: "With your personality, Cangyue Kingdom betrayed you back then. You were determined and used all kinds of power to finally defeat Cangyue Kingdom. Qiu Yuanshan was even more angry. More than three years ago, although I did not directly participate in the murder of you, I also knew that no one in the top leaders of the Three Kingdoms wanted you to live. Now that you are back, I don't know how to use how to deceive Your Majesty. What is it if you don't take revenge?"

"It seems you really understand me." Yang Zheng laughed at himself, drank the scarlet and bloody wine in the glass, and turned around: "Then what should I do, General Gui. Why don't you tell me what I do?"

Guizang didn't expect him to ask this.

Looking at Yang Zheng's black eyes that could not express his emotions at all, Gui Zang suddenly felt that he could not say anything.

Yang Zheng seemed to be able to see through his heart and said calmly: "When you come, have you ever thought about threatening me with the fact that I killed Zuo Qingzi, and want me to leave."

Guizang finally understood something wrong.

When facing Yang Zheng, he found that this man had no way to threaten him, both mentally and physically. Yang Zheng was no longer able to deal with at his level, and he had already mastered everything. Yang Zheng looked at him and did not look down on his face, but Gui Zang found that he could only look up to him. It was a calm demeanor. Unconsciously, it made people feel inferior.

Yang Zheng had long known Gui Zang's threat, but he didn't care at all.

"General Gui, I know you are a straightforward person. Unfortunately, it's not suitable for officialdom," Yang Zheng patted his shoulder when he walked past him: "Since you know my character, you should know that I disdain lies. I am not afraid that the incident of killing Zuo Qingzi will spread, because no one in Weirong Kingdom will believe this. The only thing I can tell you is that I did not come for revenge this time. Think about it carefully. If you must use that matter to threaten me, please."

Yang Zheng walked out of the hall with a calm expression.

Rachel was waiting at the end of the corridor. When she saw him coming, she came up and asked anxiously: "How is it?"

"Guizang is not an enemy, don't worry, let alone his current status, it will not be a slight threat to me. Even if there is trouble, it will be King Cangyue and Manqi." Yang Zheng said lightly.

After several months of planning, the power of the Demon God Cult has begun to show, and Yang Zheng's status has been raised to an unsuppressible level. At least in Weirong Kingdom, he is no different from "God"!

Now if you want to threaten Yang Zheng, you will be able to flatten the Wei Rong Kingdom first.

At present, no country in the Southern Continent has the ability, even Cangyue Kingdom cannot do it.

However, Wei Rong, who is at the forefront, is already more slightly more fearful than Cangyue Kingdom. Rachel is afraid that those countries with ulterior motives will unite to deal with Wei Rong. I heard that in the Leche Kingdom and Cangyue Kingdom, any demon-doctrines have been explicitly prohibited from spreading any demon-doctrines, and believers who believe in the demon-doctrines will be treated as "heretics".

Yang Zheng's eyes were sharp and his lips were pursed, as if he could see through Rachel's heart.

He reached out and held her soft hand: "Don't worry, since I am willing to stand at this peak, I naturally have the intention to withstand any attack. Don't worry, I'm not back alone. I have a long story to tell you. If you want to fight alone,

There is still an army that is no less than the Demonic Army."

Rachel's eyes were bright, and Yang Zheng said this, and she felt much more at ease. She did not ask because she believed that Yang Zheng would satisfy her curiosity.

The palace feast ends.

Sidi'an refused to let Yang Zheng go, and pulled him to guide him in swordsmanship.

Although the little guy has grown up to be a teenager, he still misses this master. That day, Yang Zheng stepped on the dragon and the miracle that flew from the sunrise left an indelible impression on the boy's heart.

At this age, when he worships heroes and sets his goals, Stien lacks fatherly love since childhood, so he seems a little introverted and cowardly before Yang Zheng appears.

Yang Zheng's appearance filled this gap. In his heart, Yang Zheng was no longer just a master, but an idol, and even regarded him as his father to fill the fatherly love he had never had before.

In the deep palace, Yang Zheng changed into a gorgeous robe and put on a simple robe.

Rachel sat quietly in the pavilion, watching the men who attacked with wooden swords in the martial arts training ground, the two most important men in her life.

Just as it was several years ago.

Yang Zheng stood there casually with a wooden sword, while Sti'an launched an attack.

Compared with four years ago, Stien's swordsmanship has made great progress in terms of strength, speed and skills.

The attack was full of wind and even had a weak fighting spirit. The connection between the moves was no longer as floating as three years ago. Yang Zheng blocked it casually, and it looked very fierce.

Just after looking closely, Yang Zheng did not even move his footsteps, and he kept standing there blocking all the attacks of Sti'an. Ten minutes later, Sti'an who attacked was already gasping for breath and sweat soaked his whole body, but Yang Zheng looked as usual, and there was not even a drop of sweat.

Huh, bang!

Yang Zheng's sword moved a little, then he drew the sword handle in Stien Di'an's hand and beat his sword out of his hand.

Sti'an gasped and said ashamed: "Master, I'm useless."

Yang Zheng's expression was light and he could not see any expression. He said, "A king, you need not to suppress others or be suppressed by others. A successful king, you will unconsciously be captured by him when you see him. You are willing to surrender to him and follow him wholeheartedly, but you cannot get close to him, understand his true feelings, and you will never be able to share his feelings, a feeling of a king. Si Di'an, you are the king of Wei Rong and the controller of this land. You must have a kingly heart, broad and generous, and at the same time you will not surrender. Even if you are me, you should not be afraid and submit. Your swordsman is not the most important. As the king of Wei Rong, there are top swordsmen for you to promote, but before that, you must first grow yourself into a real king, remember--"

Yang Zheng put his hand on his left chest and heart: "Your heart!"

"Okay, think more about it, and today's swordsmanship will be the professor here."

Yang Zheng walked to the pavilion aside, put down the wooden sword, Rachel brought him a cup of tea, glanced at Stien, who was still standing in the martial arts training ground, and said, "You are so serious now. I thought you would teach him those strange things like four years ago. You don't know that he loves fighting crickets with you the most."

Yang Zheng drank the tea and said, "Now that Sidi'an has grown up, some things will be taken responsibility sooner or later. You and I cannot take responsibility for him for the rest of my life, right? The path of the king is a thorny road. Since he was destined to take this path as soon as he was born, all I can do is to guide him as much as possible, but I cannot accompany him. The king is destined to be lonely."

Rachel looked at Stien standing in the martial arts training ground. In the empty field, he was the only one standing there, silently holding the sword.

However, the feeling that Stanien gave her gradually changed.

It was not thin or pitiful, but a kind of lonely and cold, as if standing on the top of a mountain.

For the first time, Rachel felt that she could no longer enter Stanis's heart.

...

She sighed faintly, this was the path she chose for Stien.

She couldn't look back or regret it, but when Stien stepped on the path of kingdom, she was also moving away from her step by step.

It is no longer the Anzai who loves to act coquettishly, no longer the flesh of her Rachel's heart.

He is the king, belongs to this country, and to every subject.

When she thought of this, her heart felt irresistible and sore.

Yang Zheng hugged her gently.
Chapter completed!