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At least for Situ Jun, a cheerful and positive young man, it is a sad story.

He didn't say it, and he didn't want to say it, it was because he didn't look down on anyone, but in fact, deep down, he still felt that the Zhuang Xun he had heard before was not worthy of his Uncle Song Chanyun, but he abandoned evil and promoted good, these words were enough to make his clear heart polluted with filth just by thinking about it.

He always firmly believed that if that Zhuang Xun was really stronger than himself one day, and could really keep up with Uncle Zen Yun's cultivation, then there was no doubt that the relationship between the two would continue, at least Uncle Zen Yun would not want to forget that man.

This one day, it will come so quickly, Situ Jun couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Is Zhuang Xun better than him?

Needless to say?

The powerful sword intent that splits the sky and the earth and overturns the mountains and seas, Situ Jun has only seen it in his uncle and ancestor Sword Immortal Chen Xike, which is incomparable to his current self.

Because, so far, he has not even comprehended the sword intent, and the sword intent he felt from Zhuang Xun is far less powerful than the current Uncle Shi clan, but it is also because of the relationship between their respective cultivations, which is more turbulent and sharp, domineering and vast, it is obvious that the sword intent that Zhuang Xun has comprehended is also quite rare and powerful among the many sword intents.

For a long time, Situ Jun has always been most proud of his talent in swordsmanship, even if he has not yet comprehended the sword intent, but over time, he firmly believes that he can comprehend a powerful sword intent like his uncle and ancestor.

It's just that this time has passed, but it has been a long wait.

Seeing Zhuang Xun slowly walking towards Song Chanyun, who also looked at Zhuang Xun motionlessly, Situ Jun only felt a huge loss in his heart, but more of it, it was helpless, in the end, Uncle Chanyun's vision was still good.

When the two met again, Zhuang Xun's heart suddenly appeared a little moved, he didn't know why, maybe because after the passage of time, everything has changed too much, and he has not had time to accept it all, and suddenly found an old thing in it, as usual, with the luster and purity of the past, waiting for him without any change.

He still remembered what the old family Zai said, but he had seventy-two concubines in three palaces and six courts, but this big wedding was only once, which was a rule set by the royal family for a long time, but at this moment, he quietly felt the beauty of the rules, the beauty of the rules that were as quiet as flowing water after following them.

You and I haven't changed, and we haven't changed.

Speaking of which, there is no deep relationship between him and Song Chanyun, let alone the relationship between him and Zhuang Ya, but now that the Izumo Kingdom has also suffered a catastrophe, I feel the same way, because there is a bond between them, and the two are a bit like a couple in distress.

There are probably two consequences for this tribulation couple, one is to fly separately when the catastrophe comes, and the other is to live and die together with each other.

Zhuang Xun gently hugged Song Chanyun into his arms, smelled the fragrance of her hair, and his originally low heart gradually became gentle.

Song Chanyun felt Zhuang Xun's blazing chest, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes, she was never sure whether she was waiting for Zhuang Xun as a person, or just waiting for a sense of security, but now in this man's arms, she only felt that the whole world was quiet, just like this, it was enough.

Although this extremely tragic battle in the valley was won in the end, no one was happy, because everyone knew very well that this was just the beginning, and since these ferocious ancient giants had begun to seek a breakthrough, it also meant that they wanted to start crushing the impregnable imperial city of the pre-Qin Kingdom.

After the tragic battle report was presented, all the civil and military officials were silent, and the most important thing was that His Majesty the Emperor Lu Kun, who had always been loved by the pre-Qin people, was not in the imperial city at the moment, but was acting as the regent by the eldest princess Lu Qingshuang.

In early spring, everything recovers.

It's another year, and I can't help but sigh that time has passed.

For the past two days, the sky in the eastern region has been dreary, and the clouds have hung high above the sky like condensate, and only when the wind is strong can it barely move some distances that are difficult to discern with the naked eye.

On this day in late January of the sixteenth year of Tianyun in the pre-Qin Kingdom, the sky was full of thunder, electric snakes lingered, and the downpour of rain and thunder did not stop, and the entire pre-Qin Imperial City seemed to be covered with a layer of misty clothing.

On this day, in the high-profile situation, "the first immortal in the east", the second Mr. Bai Zhantang stood heroically on the top of the erection of the Biechun Building.

As the first flower restaurant in the pre-Qin Kingdom, the biggest guest is the dashing and graceful second Mr. Bai Zhantang, which of the flower girls in the building has not been teased by the second gentleman?

According to the words of Mr. Zhaoji: "Men are like that, and women are like that." ”

What kind of thing is like in that way, each has a scale in his heart.

It's just that on this day, he didn't come to Biechunlou to look for flowers and ask willows, so the thunder and heavy rain in the world, the girls in Biechunlou were like defeated wanderers, too lazy to come out to pick up guests.

And on this day, the second Mr. Bai Zhantang greeted the spring thunder, condensed his soul, and broke through to the Heavenly King Realm.

Zhuang Xun was also in the imperial city, and Song Chanyun stood quietly next to him.

Looking at his teacher who was bathed in heavy rain and spring thunder above the clouds of Biechun Tower, Zhuang Xun couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart, if it weren't for the fact that his cultivation foundation was too rough at the moment, he really wanted to rank in the clouds with his teacher and break through to the realm of the Heavenly King who is immortal and alive.

At this moment, there are a total of three people in the Pre-Qin Kingdom who have reached the Heavenly King Realm, Bai Xiongzhuo and Bai Zhantang, who are father and son, and the other one is Mr. Big Saigao.

It's just that on the same day, the ancient giants that originally hovered on Langya Mountain changed from the first seven heads to today's forty-five heads, and this behemoth shocked the heavens and the earth, not only the Dog Rong giant, but also the Tiger Mountain giant and the Bull Demon giant also appeared with many heads.

These ancient giants not only have strong cultivation, but also have superb wisdom, just a few faces, these giants know that this is the pre-Qin Imperial City has that kind of world-shattering pride, this kind of world-building pride, in the past era they have encountered, the human race as a whole is indeed extremely small for them, but it is undeniable that there will be some incredibly strong geniuses.

"It is impossible to take the initiative to wait for the other party to come and slaughter the people in the imperial city. ”

On this day, oh my God, drowsy, after knowing that those ancient giants were going to attack and kill the Imperial City, Mr. Big said lightly, and slowly stepped out of the Pre-Qin Imperial City.