The cannon fodder just wants to survive until the end

"I have met the king."

He is the only person with some culture sent by the group of generals of the Qi army, and he seems to be quite polite at the moment.

"What is the purpose of your visit this time?"

King Song did not give him a seat, but sat directly on the chair above him. He asked knowingly, but the man did not get angry, but answered politely.

"To be honest, I came here to surrender."

King Song looked up at the man. He looked ordinary, but he didn't expect him to be smart. "Oh, you are neglecting the envoy. Someone bring a chair for him."

"Please tell me in detail, envoy."

Ming Huaixi was recording on the side. In the spring of the 61st year of the Turmoil, the King of Qi was captured, the generals of the Qi army surrendered, the King of Song unified the world and changed the country's name to Dazhi.

King Song never married in his life. In the fifth year of his reign, he adopted his younger brother's only legitimate son as his heir. In the eighteenth year of his reign, he passed the throne to the crown prince and then traveled around the world and disappeared.

Of course, this is just the disappearance in other records. Ming Huaixi has been following him and of course knows where he went.

"You are not from my tribe. I am now very old and you are still the same as when I first met you."

The mighty Emperor Dazhi is now lying on a wooden bed, waiting for his death like an ordinary old man.

"Yes, if it weren't for me, there would be no one to collect your body. You are so old, and you don't even bring anyone with you when you go out. Don't you humans value burying your body in peace? What's the matter? Are you trying to fake a corpse?"

Although Ming Huaixi was reluctant to see his friend leave, he still said something nonsensical. The life of the human race is short, but their life is indeed rich.

"Haha, yes, thanks to you, otherwise I would have to pretend to be dead."

King Song smiled, straightened his expression, and looked at Ming Huaixi pleadingly, "Could you please bury me in Mianshan after I die?"

"Is this your last wish? Well, I will grant you this wish."

This request was not excessive, but she didn't know what was so important about Mianshan that made the emperor so concerned. She had followed King Song from his youth to old age and had basically understood his affairs, but she had heard about his youth from other people and didn't know how much truth there was in them.

Mu Feng seemed to be talking to himself, and also seemed to be telling Ming Huaixi his reasons.

"This is closer to her. I promised to protect her, Amin. She is my queen, my only queen. I can finally be with her."

After saying this, he seemed to have seen something exactly like him, his eyes fixed on one place, then he stretched out his hand and murmured, "Amin, you are here to pick me up, I didn't break my promise, I am here."

His arm fell on the bed, and the founding emperor, who had been wise and brave all his life, ended his magnificent life and followed the girl of his heart.

Ming Huaixi knew that person. A Min had appeared in Mu Feng's nanny's mouth. It seemed that she was once his maid and accompanied him to the Dayan Kingdom as a hostage.

Previously, the girl named Amin disappeared after having a quarrel with Mu Feng. Now it seems that Mu Feng sent her away. He always knew where she was.

Ming Huaixi secretly thought that Mu Feng was a good guy. He looked heartless and desireless, but it turned out that he was actually a romantic man. Well, since you are so pitiful, I will bury you reluctantly.

After finishing things here, Ming Huaixi continued to record this thing. Later, she felt that it was too informal, so she stopped treating it as a historical record and instead treated it as a travel note. Well, it was basically the same as the travel notes of someone else.

Sometimes the things she recorded were major events in the court, sometimes they were trivial matters of people's livelihood, and she also recorded the places she had visited and the secret realms she had entered over the years, including several visits to other demon tribes.

I have to say that some races are too unhygienic. She was fumed after just one day there. Really, they are too unhygienic and deserve a bad review.

In the blink of an eye, a thousand years have passed. Only a few of the civet cats who came out together at the beginning have not found their loved ones. The others have brought back their loved ones, and some even have several cubs.

All right, the Nine-tailed Civet Cat Clan is about to usher in its second glory. But, Ming Huaixi suddenly thought of something, that the demon clan can no longer transform.