"Xiaoling, smile..." Kou Zhong fell weakly into Xu Ziling's arms when he was dying, and said weakly: "Don't cry, we are all real men. Men will not shed tears easily. I think, look at you giving me a smile..."

"Okay, I laugh, but you are not allowed to die, you cannot die!" Xu Ziling forced a stiff smile, but tears fell like rain.

"What a handsome smile! I saw it again. That's it. No matter what happens in front of you, as long as you smile, nothing will not hinder you... If you smile, Shi Master will accept me as his disciple; if you smile, Boss Yan will be willing to be beaten by you; if you smile, Hong Gu of Chunfeng Tower will also secretly stuff you buns..." Kou Zhong's pupils had spread, and two lines of blood were flowing in his eyes. It was impossible to see Xu Ziling's laughter and crying, but he kept muttering to himself, as if he could see Xu Ziling's smile, and his face showed a particularly gratifying and satisfying expression.

"Xiao Zhong, you are not allowed to die. You promised me that you should be an invincible general!" Xu Ziling shook Kou Zhong's body desperately, hoping that he would get better, hoping that a miracle would appear, so that he could stand up again and become a living Kou Zhong.

"Xiaoling, you... come and be the emperor... I am the most powerful general in the world..."

After Kou Zhong said this, a comfortable smile appeared on his face.

His hands slid silently, as if he was intoxicated by a dream. Kou Zhong's lips were smiling. He quietly closed his eyes and fell asleep quietly. Not only did Xu Ziling, even Shi Long couldn't help but burst into tears.

Xu Ziling wailed like a wounded beast. He hugged Kou Zhong tightly, howled to the sky, his voice heart-wrenching...

Heaven and earth are also moved by it.

The first sun at dawn slowly rises, shining on the two brothers who depend on each other, as gentle as that day.

Shi Long coughed a few times, and he slowly sat down, leaned against the edge of the dry well, and shouted softly: "Zi Ling, I'm leaving too, cough cough, I don't want Kou Zhong to wait too long... But before that, I have important things to tell you..."

"Master, I'm sorry for you, don't die!" Xu Ziling now regretted the impulse just now and accidentally injured Shi Long, otherwise he would not have any trouble.

"It's okay, cough, my life has long been gone, I just have to support it. I don't blame you... Cough cough, I'm very happy to see you are still alive." Shi Long smiled, shook his head tolerantly, and said, "There is something I must tell you that there is a very powerful master who wants to use the descendant of "The Legend of Eternal Life" as a cauldron to seize Kou Zhong's body. He is... Maybe, he doesn't know your existence yet, but you must be careful!"

"Kou Zhong, disciple, I'm here, let's go together..."

Shi Long leaned against Jingjiang, and after talking about the secret, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It was as if a tired traveler had found a place to sleep comfortably. He slowly closed his eyes and his beautiful face was so peaceful. He left, without any worries and easy, and all the worldly affairs could no longer bind him who liked to practice.

"Master! Kou Zhong! Don't..." Xu Ziling yelled wildly, but no one responded to this lonely boy between heaven and earth.

Only his heart-wrenching howl.

Resounds throughout the world.

The sound is like a lonely wolf mourning the moon, which lasts for a long time, destroying people's hearts and livers...

Three months later, Xu Ziling, who walked out of grief, appeared in Yangzhou City. Although he had only been a few months from being trapped in the dry well to Kou Zhong's return, his earth-shaking changes in his life made Xu Ziling mature quickly. Not only his mind, but even his body grew rapidly after a severe downfall. In just a few months, he became an adult.

Now Xu Ziling, no one can recognize that he is the gangster who made a living by stealing.

With a long figure and extraordinary temperament, he walked on the street, dressed in white clothes like snow, like a graceful young man in the turbid world, which made countless girls obsessed with him.

Boss Yan passed by with his subordinates, and could no longer recognize the young man in front of him. The gangster who was suffering from his fists a few months ago. Xu Ziling glanced at him, and Boss Yan quickly owed Xu Ziling, giving way, and watched Xu Ziling leave with respect. Boss Yan thought that this was the pride of a famous family.

Kou Zhong and Shi Long were killed for protecting themselves, and Xu Ziling regretted his distrust of them very much.

But he knew that it was useless to cry.

On the contrary, you must be stronger.

In the past three months, I have also practiced qigong crazily every day. In addition to intentionally paralyzing the grief in my heart, I also have fear of the future. Everything has formed huge pressure, allowing him to practice hard all day long. Only by becoming stronger and only by surpassing everyone in the world can he control his own destiny, control other people's lives, prevent the tragedy from happening again, and allow the world to develop in the direction he hoped.

Xu Ziling felt that his greatest advantage was that he predicted the direction of history.

I knew that in a few years, the entire Central Plains would be in chaos, with heroes rising together and fighting in succession.

If you can seize the opportunity and become one of the heroes in the Central Plains, if you hold heavy troops and compete with the final winner Li family for a day, then you can realize Kou Zhong's last wish, control the direction of the world, and truly grasp your own destiny.

The question is, how can you do that step?

I am alone and from a humble background. Who will support a gangster in Yangzhou? Who will be optimistic about me?

The so-called "there are no poor families at the top, and there are no nobles at the bottom." It is impossible for one's own origins to get the support of the powerful families of aristocratic families. The only one who can recruit under the throne is probably the heroes of the world. And the loyalty of these people is absolutely low. Can the greedy and lustful gangsters in the world expect them to die for themselves?

It's simply impossible!

After careful consideration, Xu Ziling decided to start with the most desperate and helpless refugees in the world who had no material foundation.

Only by giving these people hope themselves, then the power they burst out can match everything, because they stood up in the lowest position.

Yang Guang fought against Goguryeo three times, and wasted money and the people were living in poverty. The people were living in poverty. The refugees were all over the world. If an effective way could be found to cultivate them into a team that was completely loyal to themselves and to a subordinate who was completely dependent on them, then I believe that the support of the big family would be no less than that.

Xu Ziling returned to Yangzhou City this time to find useful information. What has happened to the Great Sui Dynasty now? Is the second-generation ancestor Yang Guang even more happy with achievements, extravagance and debauchery, whether the Zhishilang Wang Bo of Changbai, Shandong has risen, whether the chaos in the world is coming, and whether the chaos and turmoil in the world are already in a state of turmoil.

“Huh?”

By chance, Xu Ziling found a dirty little girl stealing buns.

She was very smart. She hid under the adults and secretly dug out the bottom buns. She was not greedy. Once she succeeded, she quickly fled.

Xu Ziling and Kou Zhong also used such tricks in his early years. Because of this, they became the few surviving orphans among the many orphans. The failure of the three expeditions of Goguryeo was not to mention the entire Central Plains, but in Yangzhou alone, there were so many orphans. Xu Ziling's memory was innumerable.

But there are very few orphans who can support them to survive.

After seeing the little girl stealing a bun, she did not eat it immediately, but carefully put it in her arms. Xu Ziling seemed to see her childhood self.

At that time, whether he or Kou Zhong stole the food, he would give it to the other party half.

Although there was very little food stole, sharing made both of them survive. Many stronger orphans eventually starved to death because of eating alone. The fragile orphans would be extremely difficult to survive without relying on the power of unity. Xu Ziling was moved when he saw the dirty little girl in front of him, because he knew that there must be a little orphan waiting for the little girl's bun in front of him.

Just like that time.

The sick self is like waiting for the buns that Kou Zhong stole.

In a miscellaneous item blocking the alley, sure enough, a little girl was lying in the rubbish such as rags, trembling all over.

"Eat, eat it, you will be fine after eating the buns..." The little girl who stole the buns was at least four or five years old, and her whole body was dirty, and her black hands formed a sharp contrast with the white buns.

After hearing her words, Xu Ziling remembered that Kou Zhong also said to him in this way.

The sick little girl is also four or five years old. Her body is trembling violently and her face is pale and dead. Although she wants to survive, her lips are trembling and she is unable to eat. After a long time of opening and closing, she is so weak that she can't even bite the bun... The little girl who steals the buns tear the skin bit by bit, put it into her little companion's mouth, licks her lips and swallows her saliva, but she is reluctant to take a bite.

Seeing this scene, Xu Ziling seemed to have returned to his childhood. He and Kou Zhong also survived it in this way.

He endured the bitterness in his heart and walked up.

He reached out and carried the sick little girl out of the garbage.

"Ah, let her go!" The little girl who stole the buns screamed immediately, and pulled Xu Ziling's hand hard. When she saw that she couldn't pull it, she grabbed the black mud and sand and scattered it towards Xu Ziling's eyes.

Xu Ziling did not avoid or hide, closed his eyes lightly, and let the little girl stealing the buns scatter the mud and sand on his face. He pressed the back of the sick girl's back by his palm, and slowly transported the true energy of immortality in it, trying to use the gentlest water technique to nourish the body of the sick girl. The little girl stealing the buns thought that Xu Ziling was a bad person, so she actually carried a brick and slapped it hard on his head.

Finally, seeing that Xu Ziling had not let go, she screamed and rushed forward, biting Xu Ziling's fingers hard with her teeth.

The little girl who stole the buns was bitten desperately, and suddenly found something wet and hot in her mouth, which seemed sweet and salty, and she was covered in her mouth. She couldn't help but swallow a big mouthful.

It took a long time before she could loosen her teeth when she smelled the blood.

She looked at Xu Ziling with extreme fear, fearing that she would be beaten, but what she saw was Xu Ziling's sunny smile.

"Don't be afraid, I'm my brother, do you want to eat buns?" Xu Ziling asked as gentle as possible, as if asking about his childhood self.

"Um?" The little girl who stole the buns was stunned and looked up at Xu Ziling. She found that the man who had some sand on her face had a brighter smile than the sun. She couldn't help but be stunned. The smile of this person was so strange that she felt like she wanted to cry. It was obviously a laugh, so why did it make people cry? The little girl who stole the buns couldn't figure it out for a moment.

"Give it..." Xu Ziling's bloody right hand slowly retracted, and gently flipped his palm, and a hot bun was added.

The little girl who steals the bun stares at the bun and swallows desperately.

But I didn't take it, for fear that it would be a trap.

Xu Ziling smiled again, turned his palms back, and there were two buns on it. He comforted the little girl who stole the buns and said, "Your sister has them too. You can eat as much as you want, eat!"

"Are you a god?" The little girl who stole the buns was crying, her eyes turned red, and her mouth turned flat.

"I am my brother, my mother asked me to come and find you!" Xu Ziling bent down, turned his back to the little girl who stole the buns, and said, "Come on, I'll carry you home..." The little girl looked at Xu Ziling, then looked at her little companion, and finally walked over timidly, stretched her hand to Xu Ziling with trembling, slowly, obediently lying behind him. After hugging Xu Ziling's shoulder, she suddenly burst into tears.

"Don't cry, be good, let's go home!" Xu Ziling handed the blood-stained bun behind first. After the crying little girl took it, he held her back with her backhand, held the sick little girl in one hand, and strode out of the dirty and dark alley.

Perhaps, Brother Kou Zhong in the sky is watching all this at this moment!

He will definitely be very happy after seeing it!

These two little guys are like us in the past... How great would it be if we had a big brother who took us home when we were kids!
Chapter completed!