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"When I was walking in the rivers and lakes in my early years, I met a little beggar. After a while, he stood up and walked to the window, which seemed to have been a long time ago.

I can't remember how long it was, but it seems that there were no seven sons of the Guigu faction at that time.

"Little beggar?" Li Rui said suspiciously, he believed that this little beggar was not simple.

"In the winter of that year, the weather was very cold, a little colder than in previous years, and the teacher was chased and killed by the enemy, so I hid in a ruined temple in desperation, and as a result, I met the little beggar... His appearance changed what happened next. ”

Talking slowly for a while, Li Rui listened quietly, and neither of them interrupted each other.

Li Rui looked at the master in front of him, and the old man's hair in front of him had turned white, which was the imprint left on him by time.

Somehow, when he heard the other party talk about the little beggar, he was so unexpectedly reminded of himself, as well as his six junior disciples, this old man is indeed very remarkable.

As a teacher, he taught him the art of disguise. Until the sentence that broke the formation fell.

Li Rui was still in place, and the master taught him the art of disguise - the little beggar.

"But the teacher didn't take him as an apprentice, and we haven't seen him since. After saying this sentence for a while, I could hear that there was some melancholy and sadness in the words.

"Master, why is this?" Li Rui asked puzzledly, he believed that he would definitely tell him the reason for this today.

"Some people are born with a mentor-apprentice relationship, such as me and a few of you, but he's not. Breaking for a while and shaking his head, "I can only be regarded as a pointer in his life path at most." ”

"Master, what level of disfigurement has he learned?" Seeing that he was not in a good state for a while, Li Rui hurriedly diverted the topic.

"Blue is better than blue, above me. I saw that Po looked up at the empty front of him for a while, and seemed to think of him again.

"That junior sister..."Li Rui wanted to speak and stopped, after all, this Long Yanran had just come into contact, wouldn't it be revealing if she met this person.

But after thinking about it, this little beggar has received the favor of the master, so he should not take revenge.

"It doesn't matter. Breaking for a while, he just faintly confided two words.

"Master, how does the level of this little beggar compare with that of Thousand-Faced Langjun?" At this time, Li Rui asked a question that he was most concerned about.

He stood quietly for a while, but this time he didn't answer immediately, maybe he didn't know, or why did he have to know?

"I don't know. After a while, his voice turned out to be a little pathetic.

"Master. ”

"I'm tired, you go down first. ”

After breaking the formation and waving his hand, Li Rui hesitated again and again, turned back one step at a time, and finally left.

He stood there alone for a while, looking fixedly ahead, he only remembered that the little beggar called Ji Wushi, which means that there was nothing to do, he had written a letter to himself, and then there was no more news, and the whole person seemed to have evaporated from the world.

Until one day, a person named Qianmian Langjun became famous overnight, and his fame shook the rivers and lakes, and there was no more name for nothing.

"It's snowing. His hand stretched out of the window, and the sky gradually began to fall with snowflakes.

"This winter, I don't know what kind of cold it will be?" Wearing the mask of Long Yanran, the thousand-faced Langjun stood on the city wall at this time, looking at the snow-capped depression scenery in the distance, something flashed in his eyes, it seemed to be a ruined temple, and there was an old man and a child in the temple.

"The Empress. Then a maid came up with a cloak in her hand, and draped it lightly over him.

At this time, the expression of the thousand-faced Langjun was gloomy, and he had long since lost his previous rampantness, as well as the sincerity and fear when he was submissive.

Some are just faint sorrow, and there seem to be droplets of water swirling in their eyes, probably remembering some people or things in their hearts.

There is a way to be silent, and where there is no word, it is naturally another thought.

There is a silent silence here, revealing a sad loneliness.

At this time, Beiyan is a different scene.

Since Shangguanjing returned to Beiyan, he was added to the yellow robe and ascended the throne as the emperor.

Although Tuoba Jing didn't see the tall and handsome man that day, she could already imagine a thing or two just by listening to the discussions of the people in the palace.

Because Shangguan Jing ascended the throne, the former prince's mansion naturally would not go again, so he moved to the palace, and even brought Tuoba Jing with him.

Although the other party was unwilling and reluctant, he finally compromised.

When Shangguan Jing assumed the name of Gong Jin, he restricted Tuoba Jing's movements, and now that he has become the king of Northern Yan, I am afraid that even if Tuoba Jing has a pair of wings, it will be difficult to fly out of this deep palace compound at this time.

Not to mention, although the gold nest is silver, it is always inferior to its own kennel.

But compared with the desert, this Beiyan has a hint of prosperity in it.

The desert is like a rough mountain man, and this Beiyan, who is a literati and a scholar, seems to have more tenderness, yes, it is something like water.

A gentleman is as good as water, and water is good for all things without fighting, revealing a quiet elegance.

But Rao is like this, at this moment, in her heart, her heart is still thinking about the desert country.

If it weren't for Shangguan Jing's promise to her, after ascending the throne, he would take her back to the desert country as soon as everything was over, otherwise I am afraid she would have to go to the house to uncover the tiles at this time.

On the other hand, the desert country at this time is a scene of waste waiting to be rebuilt, thriving, and flourishing.

The consequences of the burning of the 10,000 forests were enormous, not only to the people of the Desert Country, but also to the Desert Country.

But it has come to this, and since it has happened, then it can only be faced.

They have made earth-shaking changes to the old site of the entire Ten Thousand Forest, which is simply reborn and renewed.

As we all know, the temperature in the desert is higher than that in other places, and looking at this ten thousand forests, after the baptism of underground volcanoes, it has become even hotter and hotter at this time.

After the discussion of the group, Tuoba Hongji finally waved his hand and ordered all the craftsmen shops, forging furnaces, bellows, all tools, utensils, and people related to weapon forging and craft production in the desert to be relocated here.

I have to say that this decision is really good, the rigor of the weapon casting process, the emphasis is on quenching and tempering, and what is needed is a constant temperature.

And the former site of this 10,000 forests has such an advantage, the surface will form a constant temperature for many years.

This can be seen from its name - volcanic inflammation, which is enough to see the role it plays in it, as well as its characteristics.