All Aspects Are Kneeling and Begging the Villain Heroine To Be a Person

   Chapter 1283 Meng Po (19)

The    man thought carefully and nodded: "Indeed, I feel that there is something familiar to me in the river."

   "That's right," Qianyan looked down at the river, "I'll dig it out for you."

Immediately, she raised her hand, and a powerful force poured out from her palm, blowing the water in the river away, revealing the sand in the river, the sand quickly ran to both sides, and soon a man wearing armor appeared below. Bones.

  The armor is rotten and tattered, it must be some years old. The white bones in the armor were intact, and they were still white and shiny, as if they had been carefully polished.

  Qianyan knew what was going on. After all, this man had an extraordinary soul, and he was supposed to accomplish something big, so naturally even his bones would be extraordinary.

   Even if you are a lucky person, you will not be able to accomplish great things in one lifetime, and you may encounter all kinds of hardships along the way.

   Just said that Jin Chanzi was reincarnated to learn scriptures, didn’t the first nine generations also end up being eaten? It was only in the tenth generation that the scriptures were obtained.

   After the armor and bones were washed clean, Qianyan lifted her palm slightly, and the bones floated to the river.

   "I remember."

The    man looked at the corpse on the ground. The armor on the corpse was already in ruins, but he felt familiar, like an item that had been with him for a long time.

   He looked at the river, this time he didn't ask Qianyan to help, he reached out and fished into the river, a knife jumped up from the river and landed in his hand.

   "Miss Meng, my name is Jiang Youhuai."

  System 666: [Look, I know this identity is not pure, and sure enough, there is a person named Huai. Before, I saw that this fellow was thick-skinned and was still by the Naihe Bridge, so I wondered if the Prime Minister of the host was with him, and sure enough. 】

Po Meng smiled and said: "It is also a beautiful thing to have such followers. You, the one possessed by the prime minister, should also have unfulfilled wishes. Maybe, like me, they all had an epiphany on a certain day. I want to change the outcome."

  System 666: [What you said makes sense, it used to be like this. 】

Jiang Youhuai stroked the rusted knife in his hand and the armor on the corpse: "I once had a wish, I hope that one day, I can keep the peace of this country. However, the dynasties are exhausted, from emperors to children. All officials are corrupt.

   I can't do it with just one blood, this knife, and this armor. Not only could he not do it, but he was also calculated to die in this river.

  I can't believe that it will end like this until I die. Not only did I die, but I was named as treason by the people of the dynasty. I was abused by the people of the dynasty, no one came to collect the bones, and even the family removed me from the name, and regarded me as a shame.

  So, I forgot all of this and became a lonely ghost, wandering in this world, not knowing where to go, and where can I accommodate an existence like me. "

Jiang Youhuai stood up, looked at his appearance, and said with a smile: "I was originally the prince of the imperial family, and I was not born to march and fight, but I saw that no one in the court could compete with the enemy, so I asked Ying for help. I never expected to end up like this. I forgot all about it later, but I only remember what it looked like when I didn't join the army."

   After the words were finished, the appearance of Jiang Youhuai, who was wearing dark clothes with dark lines, changed a little.

   The man in front of him was wearing silver armor and holding a saber. His fair face was gone, his skin turned wheat-colored, and his facial features were not as soft as before.

   In the blink of an eye, his appearance changed again.

   At this time, the silver armor on his body was stained with blood, and there were knife marks everywhere. He looked a bit embarrassed, and his eyes became vicissitudes, but the toughness inside remained unchanged.

   (end of this chapter)