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Chapter 67 Determining the Theme
"His sister resisted desperately, and one of the Japanese pirates pulled out their scimitar and cut his sister in half. Just like that, in less than an hour, the group of demons killed his mother, father, and sister , Sister, let his family be torn apart."

"Even he himself couldn't survive to the end..."

The old lady's voice was low, and she raised her head and looked at the old man sadly.

Originally, the old man's expression was quite relaxed, but at this moment, the old man's expression became mixed.

The old lady called Second Sister Zhao smiled miserably.

"Liu Xiao, how can I forget? I really can't forget!"

"I can't express my hatred for them. I wish I could kill thirty-eight million people on that damn Japanese pirate island right now!"

"How we died, they will die!"

"I'm not afraid of going to hell after death, because I have already experienced hell once. Liu Xiao, you are right about something you said."

"I want to live well, even if I die, I still want to stare at those beasts and their descendants, so that they will not live in peace!"

The old lady took a crutch from her side, and then slowly stood up from the rocking chair.

This old lady... turned out to be a disabled person with only one leg.

This old man named Liu Xiao immediately went to help him.

"Hey, Second Sister Zhao, what are you doing up, don't look at me as an old bone now, but I can still carry you into the house."

"Those three older brothers of yours back then loved you so much, if they saw you now..."

This time, Sister Zhao showed a happy smile on her face.

"They all died in the Great Patriotic War. There is nothing sad. Our family name is Zhao, and we are descendants of Zhao Yun. Zhao Yun is a descendant of Zhao Zilong!"

Liu Xiao supported Second Sister Zhao, with mixed expressions, and lowered her head.

"Are the descendants of Zhao Yun...worthy of being so proud?"

Second Sister Zhao was taken aback, but she spoke in a sonorous and forceful voice.

"Of course it's worth being proud of. That's Zhao Yun, Changshan Zhao Zilong. Looking at the whole country of China, who doesn't know Zhao Zilong!"

"General Zhao fought against Changbanpo back then. He entered seven times and exited seven times. He did not sacrifice his own life for the sake of the Kingdom of Shu. As Zhao Yun's descendants, we can certainly do it. I was a woman at the time, and I was young. Otherwise, I will go to the battlefield!"

Second Sister Zhao limped into the house while leaning on a cane while talking.

The house was kept clean and tidy, as if it was being cleaned every day.

In the place facing the gate, there is a bronze statue of Zhao Yun.

Next to the bronze statue, there is a yellowed black and white photo, in which a family photo is taken.

The pair of men and women sitting in the middle seemed to be the parents of the family, and beside the parents, there were three handsome sons.

The youngest daughter, don't father doting in his arms, even though this black and white photo has turned yellow and is a little blurry.

But it can still be vaguely seen that the six members of this family are smiling happily.

Below the photo is a strong calligraphy copybook made of steel.

Although the rice paper for calligraphy has turned yellow, you can still see the vigorous and powerful characters on it.

"The magic weapon will be deceitful, and the heroes will rise up to maintain it together. Liu Shijian is the only one who pledges his life, and serves Cao Gong to show that he will not deceive."

"Blood-stained robes are red, who in Dangyang would dare to fight! In ancient times, only Changshan Zhao Zilong was the one who rushed to help the danger."

Liu Xiao looked at the calligraphy with a complicated expression, but the next moment he adjusted his expression, and then put the insulated lunch box on the dining table in the living room.

"You must eat more of the mapo tofu I made for you today!"

Second Sister Zhao smiled and nodded.

"Thank you, Liu Xiao..."

……

At the same time, on a plane flying from Kyoto to Bashu, Zhou Qiang and Yu Xiran sat side by side in the economy class.

Zhou Qiang and Yu Xiran both wore sunglasses and masks.

After all, in the last live broadcast, the two of them became popular all over the country.

Zhou Qiang was sitting by the window, and the Qi Qi 49 Kung Fu of the Yin Realm was constantly operating.

In fact, relying on Zhou Qiang's strength and cultivation, if he goes all out to hurry, he will even be faster than the plane.

But according to the current advanced technology, if he was flying in the sky in broad daylight, Zhou Qiang might be on the front page of the news tomorrow.

At that time, the ghost messenger's identity could not be concealed completely, so he honestly chose to fly with Yu Xiran.

Yu Xiran was sitting on the side, fiddling with the laptop and typing on the keyboard, preparing to report to the TV station leader.

She needs to report the details of the last live broadcast. If the task Zeping assigned to her during this time is finished, it will be publicized on the entire TV station.

But now Yu Xiran is obviously at a loss, she is thinking in her mind how to make it up.

After all, she can't say that these experiences are true in the report, can she?

Yu Xiran needed to make up a reasonable reason for their last live broadcast.

The mood at this moment is like ten thousand muddy horses running wildly in my heart.

She turned her head, looked at Zhou Qiang who was staring out the window in a daze, and opened her mouth tentatively.

"Uh...Mr. Zhou Qiang."

"When we go to Bashu City this time, does it mean that we have booked the next live broadcast here?"

"If I'm sure, I'll call my leader when I get off the plane. After all, the live broadcast last time was a bit abrupt, and the promotion didn't make much sense."

"Otherwise, according to the forecast of the TV station, the highest number of online users in your last live broadcast will definitely exceed [-] million."

"If we do a good job of publicity this time, when the live broadcast starts, the number of people online will most likely reach about 500 million."

Zhou Qiang who was by the window slowly opened his eyes, turned his head and glanced at Yu Xiran.

Yu Xiran trembled violently.

Although she has met Zhou Qiang many times, as long as she is alone with Zhou Qiang, she will always feel an indescribable fear and trembling in her heart.

"That... Forget it, or we can talk about it in Bashu City."

Zhou Qiang smiled and waved his hands.

"Your proposal can still be considered. Is this the fifth live broadcast?"

"Then the theme this time..."

Zhou Qiang paused, looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window.

Then, he spoke slowly.

"The road to Shu is difficult, but it is difficult to go to the blue sky!"

Yu Xiran was taken aback, blinked her watery eyes, and nodded.

"Okay, I see, I will report this time's theme to my leader!"

……

At the TV station at this time, Duan Hongjie walked out of the meeting room with Qiu Tianshuo holding a water glass.

(End of this chapter)