After Yue Ruxue finished her business, the senior coalition leaders held a temporary reception banquet in the banquet hall.

Yang Zheng was wandering around the periphery from beginning to end. Compared with the achievements he made, Yang Zheng seemed so low-key that unfamiliar people would even ignore him, but Yang Zheng knew that there were always eyes in the banquet hall paying attention to him.

Yue Ruxue finally got rid of those tedious etiquette and perfunctory manners, and after accusing her of the crime, she came to Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng stood in a very secluded corner, siping red wine slightly, looking at A Xue who was approaching little by little, and there was no strange look on their faces, except for the faint eyes deep in their eyes.

Yue Ruxue came to him, took a deep breath, and gently touched Yang Zheng with the wine glass. In the eyes of outsiders, the two of them were polite and alienated. The slightly conversation that only the two could hear clearly was a different scene.

"Brother, congratulations on winning the battle."

"Don't you blame me? You are from Cangyue after all."

"Do you want me to say my heart?"

Yang Zheng nodded silently.

"I... always felt that my brother was a gentle man, so I was very sad when I heard that my brother had killed so many people... But if my brother didn't win the battle, he might die. That kind of pain was something I couldn't bear."

Yang Zheng looked at A Xue with his head slightly raised. His eyes were filled with longing and sadness, but he still wanted to look indifferent. He felt melancholy in his heart.

A gentle man, is he still?

Yang Zheng avoided those eyes, looked down at the cold amber wine, and said coldly: "Axue, don't trust people too much, maybe I'm not what you think.

"Brother is going to escape something, and he keeps pretending to be himself with indifference."

"I...maybe."

Yang Zheng moved one step to the left, just in front of several generals who were walking over.

When Yue Ruxue turned around to deal with those generals, Yang Zheng quietly left the living room.

The negotiations were held as scheduled in Blu-ray Town.

Manche, Liuyun Kingdom, Retlin, Weirong Kingdom, and the coalition negotiation team represented by Lao Shaun who had just arrived from Juma Province met secretly with the Cangyue Negotiation Team represented by Cangyue King Mo Lianyu.

As the leader of all this, Yang Zheng, the demon general who is famous on the mainland, is the biggest bargaining chip for the coalition negotiations, so no matter how reluctant Yang Zheng is, he will never miss this negotiation.

Blue Light Town is guarded like an iron barrel in the army.

The entire town has long been cleared out, and only important figures from both sides can enter the town.

Yang Zheng and King Cangyue met for the first time.

As imagined, King Cangyue Mo Lianyu was majestic and energetic, and his attitude of watching the tiger was daunting. His domineering demeanor was cultivated by Cangyue Kingdom for a long time. Even when Cangyue Kingdom was at the most unfavorable time in thirty years in this negotiation, King Cangyue's arrogant attitude made the senior officials on the coalition side not very proud. Even Manqi was a little cautious and had no demeanor of a victor.

In comparison, Yang Zheng is much inferior. He has no attitude of the first-place general at all, his mediocre face (still wearing a mask), his low-key posture, and even a little taciturn. Mo Lianyu's feeling of him is ordinary, so ordinary that he will never be able to find him when thrown into the crowd. However, his outstanding achievements hidden under his ordinary appearance make Mo Lianyu even more stern.

Although it is not very appropriate, there is a saying that biting dogs do not bark.

Mo Lianyu would never feel contemptuous because of Yang Zheng's appearance. Instead, he would be full of doubts and would not be able to see through Yang Zheng.

His alienation and his indifference all made him wander outside the crowd.

The temperament of Mo Lianyu's domineering man did not affect him. Yang Zheng responded to the conversation perfunctorily, lightly and calmly. It made people unable to find the point of exertion even if they wanted to be angry. Mo Lianyu once wanted to tear Yang Zheng apart, but when he saw him, Mo Lianyu's qi didn't know where to run.

Yang Zheng is really a very strange person.

He could actually keep himself in negotiations, but he was detached from the outside.

When the negotiations were really in a confrontation, he had successfully pulled himself out and watched indifferently as both sides quarrel at the negotiating table. He became the most leisurely person in Blue Light Town.

Of course, there were three pairs of eyes floating on him in the Blue Light Town.

Mo Bingyun, the moon is like snow, and there are also a pair of deep eyes of wise men.

Xius, the founder of the Cangyue Golden Flame Land.

Whenever his eyes fell on Yang Zheng, Yang Zheng felt a sense of fear. Those eyes had a little insight, making Yang Zheng's hard shell fragment and penetrated into his heart.

Yang Zheng instinctively felt that this old man knew everything.

Even his true identity.

All this was quickly verified, and it was no surprise that Xius's visit was not surprising. As the top sorcerer in the Southern Continent, Xius' reputation made him transcend the country. If he wanted to see Yang Zheng, no one would doubt anything.

On the bell tower of Blue Light Town, Yang Zheng and Xius stared at the sunset, and the afterglow drowned the last bit of heat on them.

The two of them remained silent for a long time, as if they were enjoying the beautiful scenery of the sunset.

In fact, only Yang Zheng knew best in his heart. He was not used to standing by this old man. The feeling of being seen at a glance made him feel like the sunset and only being watched by others.

Yang Zheng didn't know much about Xius, he only knew that he was very famous and mysterious.

"Fate is really a wonderful thing. When I was young and frivolous, I didn't believe in fate, but only believed in myself. Fate is my work, my canvas, and a piece of soil that I hold in my hand... Then, Fate uses its patience and persistence, exquisiteness and old-fashionedness to go through the years, and tells me slowly that its real existence is very powerful. Tell me that I am actually its work, its canvas, and a piece of soil that is in my hand." Sius used a philosophical word as the opening remark.

Then he looked at Yang Zheng gently: "Do you think so too, General?"

Yang Zheng frowned and thought deeply. After a while, there was a little more frustration in his eyes: "Fate is really irresistible."

Like Xius, Yang Zheng also passed his youthful and frivolous time.

"Have you compromised? General."

Yang Zheng's eyes lit up suddenly and disappeared instantly... He still had the idea of ​​struggling in his heart.

Sius continued: "You have been fighting, starting from the death camp, step by step to this point, all of this is fate."

However, Yang Zheng suddenly woke up from his meditation. His plain eyes were as sharp as a blade for a moment, cutting through Xius's body and saying indifferently: "You really know my identity."

After a moment, he hesitated again: "Aren't you Cangyue native? Why don't you expose me?"

Xius was still gentle and ignored Yang Zheng's sharpness: "Fate arranged all this, but I just followed the arrangement of fate."

"Who is fate?" Yang Zheng said coldly: "It is nothing."

"You will understand that fate always exists." Sius looked up at the sky. At this time, the last bit of sunset was swallowed by the shadow of the mountain, and a cold wind blew out from the ground.

Yang Zheng suddenly felt a feeling, a pair of huge eyes staring at him in the sky.

This feeling made him feel cold all over.

Xius's "theory of fate" is like a huge spider web, entangling him little by little, making Yang Zheng tighter the more he struggled.

What is fate? Destiny is compromise. It hides in the dark and watches people struggle and roar, mocking his ignorance and fearlessness.

Xius took out a royal blue bottle from his arms and handed it to Yang Zheng: "You will need it. This is also the arrangement of fate."

Yang Zheng wanted to try his best to look disdainful, and even rejected the royal blue bottle. However, he looked at Xius's eyes... The bottle had already fallen in his hands, Xius was missing, and Yang Zheng stood alone on the bell tower. If he hadn't been holding the bottle in his hand, he almost thought this conversation was an illusion.

The bottle is warm and heated.

Yang Zheng put it in front of him and found out that the bottle was not royal blue. The royal blue ground was the liquid inside the bottle.

When leaving the bell tower, Yang Zheng saw a book where Xius was standing.

The thick black cover is full of vicissitudes of time, opening the latter paragraph of text into Yang Zheng's eyes...

The negotiations in Blue Light Town are still in full swing, and in the days since then, Yang Zheng never saw Xius again.

One week

The judgment finally showed signs of attention.

The two sides fought each other for a week, and after countless modifications, the contents were revised and turned into thin pamper scrolls. They were engraved with the final agreement after the negotiations of the Three Kingdoms.

The boundary is redefined, and each of the Cangyue Western Front has a major city circle and the territory of Liuyun and Weirong Kingdom.

In addition, Liuyun Kingdom will obtain five years of land tax exemption, and can dump high-quality weapons into Weirong Kingdom and Cangyue Kingdom without exploitation. At the same time, it can import a large amount of grain from both countries at low prices every year.

Cangyue Kingdom compensated Wei Rong Kingdom with a huge amount of gold coins based on the head...

besides,

The Wei Rong Kingdom and Liuyun Kingdom have to pay so little land price, and they guaranteed to withdraw troops from the Western Front within three days and not violate each other within five years...

In the agreement, Cangyue Kingdom made huge concessions.

Even Yang Zheng found it incredible. King Cangyue was so powerful and so generous.

However, Yang Zheng only attended the negotiations twice. Then he did not participate in the negotiations under various excuses, and did not know how these agreements came about. In any case, Liuyun Kingdom and Weirong Kingdom made a lot of money this time, so that after the "Blu-ray Agreement" was actually signed, Yang Zheng felt that the senior executives of Liuyun Kingdom and Weirong Kingdom looked at him with "gratitude" and an indescribable scent.

The Blu-ray Agreement, which caused a sensation in the mainland, was signed in the autumn of that year, which changed the pattern of the entire continent.

Liuyun and Weirong, the two rising stars, were vaguely qualified to be with Cangyue.

The Southern Continent is no longer the situation where Cangyue Kingdom dominates. Soon after, the new king of Weirong Kingdom ascended the throne, Sti'an ascended the throne at the age of ten, and Queen Rachel acted as the regent queen.

All of this seems to be natural, and what attracts the public more attention is the whereabouts of the Demon God General.

He seemed to suddenly disappear from the public's vision. The Wei Rong and Liuyun countries he once served were not officially enthroned, and unknown undercurrents were surging.

Mo Bingyun played with the flute made of bamboo in his hand and looked out the window with melancholy.

The door was pushed open, and Axue broke in. When she saw the bamboo flute in Mo Bingyun's hand, tears couldn't stop gushing out of her eyes.

"He's gone..."

Mo Bingyun also saw the bamboo flute in Axue's hand, and the last glimmer of hope was wiped out.

Yang Zheng is really gone.

Otherwise, how could he have brought these two bamboo flutes? The bamboo flutes were wrapped around the knots that the two girls gave to Yang Zheng.
To be continued...