Ten miles outside the city of Kyoto, above the lotus pond, there are three people standing in the air, one person is stepping on Baoyu Ruyi, one person is driving the clouds, and there is a latecomer, white clothes and black hair, decorated with a rosewood hairpin, although it is a man, but the appearance is exquisite, the eyebrows are like autumn dai paintings, the narrow eyes are good, the nose is sharp, and the thin lips are dyed with cherry blossom juice. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

With a sad look on his face, revealing a hint of indignation, the void teleported, came to Ziyang, bowed down and saluted: "Nanling Snow Fox Bai Jiazi is the seventh generation, Bai San has seen Ziyang Zhenjun"

When Ziyang heard this, he was the seventh generation disciple of the Hundred Schools, and hurriedly returned a salute and said, "Master Bai San is polite, junior Ziyang"

Bai San hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it, only received Ziyang's half-salute, and said: "Ziyang Zhenjun don't be polite, you sacrificed your life to save my hundred families in the Immortal Realm, and you deserve the respect of the Bai family."

"Bai Sanye is polite, this is a demonic disorder, I and other cultivators, I can't bear to see all living beings suffering, Ziyang is just doing his best" Ziyang's words are neither humble nor arrogant, and there is a degree of advance and retreat, which makes Bai Sanye secretly admire.

"Can Ziyang Zhenjun take a step, this time, it has already provoked the matter of my fox family, and I hope you don't want to interfere"

Ziyang nodded, flew to Zhu Yifei's side, held him in his arms, and crossed his mouth like no one else.

Zhu Yifei's face was red, looking at the handsome face that was close at hand, although her chin was a little itchy from her beard, she still felt that this Taoist priest who had not been seen for a long time was really handsome to the extreme.

Zhao Gulan and others, seeing the picture of the two almost kissing, brushed their faces sideways, pretending not to see it.

After a breath of true anger, Ziyang took out another pill and fed it to him: "This is the Huilang Pill refined by the medicinal materials I collected in the treasure land of the Immortal Mountains in the Immortal Realm, how about it?"

"Well, it tastes good" Zhu Yifei's face became more and more ruddy, especially lying in his arms, and the injury that was originally very painful suddenly became insignificant.

"Well, Master, aren't you in retreat? Why did you get out of customs so early? "Zhu Yifei remembers that the little monk said about Ziyang, and it hasn't been long until now, this time he went down to earth, could it be that he came to save himself?

"I'm about to reach the realm of Dacheng, the five true infant primordial gods have been completed, the three flowers are gathered at the top, just wait for the cultivation to not break the golden body, and the entrance is over, and you can soar" Ziyang said with a smile.

"That's a good thing, won't it be long before you'll be able to ascend? Then do I want to have an immortal master, and no one will dare to bully me on which mountain to go? Zhu Yifei was pleasantly surprised, only to find that her injuries were half healed.

"You have practiced for more than 10,000 years, plus you have more than 10,000 years of cultivation of the White Lotus Immortal before, and now, in the Three Realms, you can be regarded as a big demon, who dares not to give you three points of thin noodles" Ziyang couldn't help but pat her head and smiled helplessly.

"That's right, Master, look at my Dharma protectors, that, do you still have medicine?" Grabbing Ziyang's sleeve and coquettishly, his voice was so loud that even he was a little surprised, isn't it, he really likes this Taoist priest who is half old Xufu? How can this be, she wants to return to modern times and marry her boyfriend, but she can't say that she will change her mind.

Thinking so, his hand loosened.

Ziyang nodded her nose and smiled, "How can that pill be easy to refine?" There are only three of them, but you can melt them in the lotus dew and feed them a little pranayama."

Zhu Yifei turned the pill into the dew according to his method, fed it to the seven of them, and sat cross-legged to breathe.

On the lotus pond, the two of them have already started the law, Changyuan real people hold the dragon tower in their hands, step on Baoyu Ruyi, the body is illusory, sometimes hidden and sometimes attacked, but in a trance, they were suddenly entangled by the three masters' seven fox tails, and they were defeated.

"Master, this Nanling Snow Fox is so powerful, it can cultivate a person who is close to Dacheng like this" Zhu Yifei saw that the third master of the fox family entangled Changyuan Zhenren, bowed his head slightly at Ziyang, and flew away, and couldn't help but wonder.

"Nanling Snow Fox is a fairy fox, its ancestor is among the nine heavens, and many great immortals are on an equal footing, since him, this seventh generation of fox family disciples have also cultivated for nearly 30,000 years, besides, this fox third master is a fairy fox that has soared to the Fan Fence realm, this time, what came down is just a primordial god, with the help of the body of his descendants, to avenge this grudge" Ziyang sighed.

"They all blame me, if it weren't for saving me, the little white fox wouldn't have ......" Zhu Yifei turned her head to look, but saw that the three fox corpses were gone, and knew that they were taken by the three masters.

"This Changyuan has opened the killing ring, and it is the snow fox clan that has always been difficult to offend, now, it has little to do with you, this is not only your robbery, but also the robbery of the fox clan and Taiqing Poyang Gate, but it just happens that the star tracks are staggered" Ziyang turned his head, saw that she was embarrassed, threw down her sleeves, stretched out her hand, and a snow-colored skirt appeared in her palm, handed it over and said: "This is the flying snow and fairy clothes I asked for from the Qilin Sect Treasure Clothes Palace, you can avoid wind and rain, change it quickly"

"Fairy clothes? It's so good" Zhu Yifei took the dress, it was slightly cool in her hand, light as nothing, and the material was like cotton, silk and yarn when she touched it, and I don't know what it was made of, it was indeed different from mortal things.

Entering the grass and cleaning himself up with a spell, he changed into a flying snow fairy clothes, and fluttered again, one line at a time, the skirt cuffs seemed to be stained with crystal clear snowflakes, reflecting the light brilliance of the sun, and revealing a wonderful cold fragrance.

"Yes, it's beautiful" Ziyang looked at her and smiled slightly, and there was a little morning glow in her ordinary indifferent eyes.

"Master, I'm embarrassed that you praise me like this," Zhu Yifei said so, but her face was neither red nor white, and there was obviously no shyness.

At this time, Lu Qian and the others also eased up one after another, stood up one after another, came to Ziyang, and were about to kneel down to greet him, but Ziyang waved his hand and said: "You don't have to be so polite, you can follow Fei'er to cultivate in the future."

Lu Qian and the others respectfully stood behind Zhu Yifei cautiously, and did not dare to raise their heads.

"Master, are you going to leave me this time?" She suddenly grabbed Ziyang's arm and said a little coquettishly.

"Of course I'm not leaving, it's been more than ten years since I left the fairy world, and now I'm an old man," Ziyang said with a joking smile.

"It's okay if you don't leave, then Master, come back to Yingdu with me, I still have something mundane to do."

Ziyang nodded in agreement, and with a group of people, he left He'an head-on, returned to the city, and as soon as he entered the mansion, he received a summons from Han Zhe, saying that something big had happened.

Zhu Yifei rolled her eyes, a little depressed, why can't she be idle for a moment, is it possible that she is born with a tired life?

Instructed Zhao Gulan and others to recuperate at home, she rushed into the palace with Ziyang, passed through the corridor and crossed the hall, only to see Han Zhe, only to see him with a sad face, he was standing alone with his back to the door, standing in the empty Yingwu Palace, seeing Zhu Yifei, before he spoke, a man who was nearly thirty years old, couldn't help but shed tears.

"Your Highness, what's wrong?" Zhu Yifei took a few steps forward, raised her hands slightly and was about to salute, but was grasped by Han Zheyi, and said in a trembling voice: "Good military teacher, dead"

"Huh?" Hearing this, Zhu Yifei was stunned at first, and then a little incredulous, according to the astrological signs, there are Chinese New Year's Eve one or two good deeds, and there will be thirty years of official luck, is it to worship the prime minister, the world is prosperous, the number of longevity armor, how to stabilize the world, and then die? Could it be that I miscalculated?

But after thinking about it again, I feel that it is wrong, this good deed is the reincarnation of Yan Yan, and there is a snake-like birthmark on his wrist, if Yan Yan can't return to his position, his own mortal calamity can't get through, the keel luck is blocked, Han Zhe can't ascend the throne and become the emperor, so where does the good deed come from?

Could it be that what he said with Huitong last time was known to Han Zhe, and he sent someone to harm the good deeds?

Impossible, the two have a personal relationship, and they have been a housekeeper in the prince's mansion for several years, and later fought in the north and south, made great contributions, and saved Han Zhe's life at critical moments many times, he will not be so ruthless.

All thoughts and thoughts were in an instant, Zhu Yifei shook off the utilitarian analysis in his mind, and comforted: "Your Highness, don't be sad, you can send someone to ask why the good military teacher died."

"Lone has heard that this is in the early hours of this morning, when Shanxi and Zhou He went to the Xijia barracks together, they were killed by a group of anti-thieves, and now, this anti-thief has been caught, it is the remnants of the previous dynasty who did it, and is currently on trial."

"Is there anything going on with that week?"

"He's fine, but he's also seriously injured and still unconscious," Han Zhe sighed.

Zhu Yifei couldn't say anything more, just comforted her, and saw that Han Zhe was a little tired, so she retreated and returned.

Out of the triple hall gate, I saw Ziyang standing at the root of the wall waiting, the night was vast, between the Chongluan Palace, the lights were miserable, but it was still difficult to hide his picturesque eyebrows, graceful and suave, as if he was the lord of the world, in charge of the lifeblood of the common people.

Because Han Zhe did not announce the summons, he was stopped outside the noon gate by the guards, and when he saw her come out, the two glanced at each other, and without saying much, they left the palace together.

When I returned to the mansion, it was already dark, the lights in the military division's mansion were bright, and a few maids and servants were sprinkling and fiddling, Zhu Yifei had just sold the threshold, so she paused and said to Ziyang: "Master, I want to go out for something, you can rest early."

Ziyang groaned slightly, and bowed slightly: "You also have to pay attention to safety and come back early"

"En" responded lightly and left in a hurry, Zhu Yifei performed his escape technique all the way, but after a while, he came to the place of the Xijia barracks.

On the day of the breakthrough of the city, Lu Qian and the Lu family army divided the troops and abstained, saying that he longed for the realm of cultivating immortals, and was no longer in charge of the Lu family army, since then, the Lu family army was divided into two by Han Zhe, each for the east and the west of the two families, respectively, two generals were temporarily in charge, and the place where the good deeds died was on the way to the Xijia barracks, it is said that it was on a dense jungle path.

Drilling out of the ground, Zhu Yifei looked around, the night was dark and windless, but a low cry sounded in the depths of the jungle.

This cry is a little familiar, frowning and thinking for a while, he walked to him, patted the black shadow on the shoulder and said, "But the good deeds and good military divisions?" ”

The black shadow turned around, his hair was scattered, naked, covered with wounds and bloodstains, and when he looked up, he fell to his knees with a pop, and sobbed: "I wish the girl, I have died unjustly."