The battle of Tianhailou.

Shen Yuanjun repelled the White Emperor and tore off a piece of his eyebrows, but he also paid a tragic price, and his cultivation was lost, and the injuries left by the White Emperor continued to tear apart his senior brother's longevity...... The royal staff of Tiandu divined the heavens, and deliberately released gossip that shook the hearts of the people in the north, and even said evil prophecies-

Shen Yuanjun is already a dying man, and he won't live long.

Ning Yi knew that these were the prince's temptations.

But he also knew that there was really a big problem with his senior brother's body.

The monkey's "pure yang energy" can keep him safe and sound in the catastrophe, and this mysterious power may also allow Shen Yuanjun to survive the catastrophe.

That's why I have this last sentence.

“...... What if I tell my brother that this creation can expel the injuries on my brother's body?"

......

......

And when Ning Yi spoke.

Shen Yuanjun did not respond.

The man just smiled, stood up, tightened the big tie with one hand, and patted Ning Yi on the shoulder with the other.

"Let's go. After reading the girl, I set off for Tiandu, hurry up. ”

Ning Yi was stunned.

He looked at the figure that walked out of the water curtain, and hurriedly followed, saying, "I have a way to remove the yin evil for my senior brother, and the wound of the White Emperor ......."

Shen Yuanjun interrupted mercilessly: "I can overcome the injury of the White Emperor." ”

He stood up, looked back at Ning Yi, and frowned.

The two men were silent for a moment.

"Ning Yi, it seems that you still don't know about the General's Mansion. ”

"I asked you to take care of Pei Yatou, because of the girl's robbery, only you can help-"

The wind blew the weeds, and the grass clippings fell on Shen Yuanjun's sable tail and forehead, and the man's expression was as steady as the sea from beginning to end, but there was a fire burning in the depths of his eyes.

"As for my calamity, I don't need it!"

The voice was categorical, with a cold sense of rejection.

"The predicament I encountered, and the predicament of the Great Wall in the North, is not for you to deal with. Shen Yuanjun stared at Ning Yi and said word by word: "Your so-called 'kindness' will only cause me trouble. ”

Every word falls deep in the heart lake.

Ning Yi was really stunned.

Something suddenly dawned on him.

Shen Yuanjun is an extremely amazing cultivator, in the past five hundred years, no one has been able to step into Nirvana at the same time in the Sword and Sword Path, and become holy...... And such a dazzling and proud genius will never accept "handouts".

In Shen Yuan's opinion.

Ning Yi's so-called help in creation is charity.

The meaning of his existence is not only the general of the General's Mansion, the co-owner of the Iron Cavalry in the North, but also a symbol of the wildfire that will never be extinguished in the North.

Ning Yi was silent, and asked himself, if he changed his position, would he accept the "Pure Yang Qi Machine" if he was the current Shen Yuan?

No...... Neither will he.

If he were Shen Yuanjun, he would have brushed his sleeves and left like he did now, and he didn't even want to ask more, and he didn't want to know what the pure yang qi machine was.

Senior brother is a truly proud person.

This man who relied on his own strength, bore infamy, karma, and resisted the dark turmoil of the General's Mansion for ten years, has long been enlightened in countless dashed hopes, for Shen Yuan, he has survived so many catastrophes, what is the Dao injury left by the White Emperor?

This is just one of countless eons of eons, large and small!

What Shen Yuan wants to do is not to break through Fengming Mountain-

Instead, he stepped through the Mustard Mountain in the Eastern Demon Domain!

He inherited Pei Min's legacy, how could he be willing to die before he achieved his great cause?

......

......

The senior brother refused his help......

But Ning Yi didn't feel any regrets.

On the contrary, he actually felt that it was reasonable for his senior brother to make these choices.

Shen Yuanjun walked slowly.

The figure dressed in the big snow gradually drifted away in the snow, and in Ning Yi's eyes, that figure gradually overlapped with Xu Zang, who was far away in his memory...... The one big and one small, two young and amazing disciples in the General's Mansion, acted in different ways, but they had the same stubborn wildfire burning in their bones.

Ning Yi looked back at the stone wall of the back mountain, which was overgrown with weeds and covered with heavy snow.

The monkey doesn't know if he's napping or sleeping.

Ning Yi suddenly lowered his eyebrows and smiled, and muttered.

"If you see Shen Yuan...... You're going to appreciate him, right?"

The two left the back mountain and rode on horseback.

Proceed to the heavenly capital.

The northern iron rider shuttled through the heavy snow, brisk and silent, Shen Yuanjun recorded the image of the Water Curtain Cave, and threw the Tongtian bead to Qianzhen, and the second senior brother of the General's Mansion repeatedly looked at the reflected picture, his eyes were warm, his expression was complicated, and he treasured the beads into his clothes.

I haven't seen each other for a long time.

Although the general's mansion is broken, the spirit is still there...... Back then, the old people were killed, wounded, and wounded, the general came to an abrupt end, Yinjun and Xu Zang also left the world one after another, and the scattered people who stayed behind could no longer be pulled into a line, and could only rely on some kind of ethereal spiritual will to support them.

Ning Yi sat on the horse and looked at Qianyujun's trance-like face.

He suddenly thought of a profound question-

What is the meaning of human life?

Mr. Big and Mr. Second of the General's Mansion, have they thought about this question in the past ten dark years?

In the most difficult years, did they survive to be stationed at the border, or just to survive?

Do those great wills really run through every moment of the struggle to survive?

The monkeys in the back mountains are locked in cages, what are they living for?

Waiting for someone who will never wait?

The question is too big and there is no answer.

Ning Yi remembered that in his past journey, he met all kinds of people, those who were side by side, those who rubbed shoulders, those who walked together, and those who missed...... Everyone has a reason to live, some people burn like wildfire, some people die like snow, and some people are like frost grass, silent and silent, just stubbornly growing.

Everyone's existence has meaning.

That's a big cause and effect.

And Ning Yi made a mistake in this circle of cause and effect, he saw the ancient picture scroll of annihilation, so he felt that he had taken the sword of the sword wielder, which was the light and the savior.

Wrong.

Wrong.

Shen Yuanjun's words woke him up.

How can there be so many people in the world who want him to save?

The world can save itself.

......

......

It's snowing again for another year.

Inside and outside the palace, there were disturbances.

The plum blossoms in the courtyard wall of the east wing are growing messily, Xiao Zhao is holding a plate of food, walking slowly in the courtyard corridor, watching the snow on both sides, and the courtyard is deserted.

She came to the door of the young lady's attic, and as soon as she pulled out a hand to push the door, the door opened.

Xu Qingyan and Xiao Zhao looked at each other, both of them were stunned.

"Miss......"

Xiao Zhao smiled slightly and said, "Breakfast is ready, bring it to you?"

Xu Qingyan turned sideways, took the plate, and put it next to the desk, but did not sit down, but packed up some copywriting and scrolls.

Xiao Zhao's pupils contracted slightly, and a trace of puzzlement flashed in his eyes, Miss is an extremely neat person, although there are many books in the East Chamber, I have never seen such chaos as today...... Is it so busy that you forgot to pack up?

Haven't slept all night?

Xiao Zhao sighed.

Thinking about it carefully, in the past six months, the young lady has indeed been very busy, and when she came back from the Great Wall in the north, she arranged her time to be full, and she couldn't allow herself to have a moment to rest...... Even she, a maid, feels distressed to look at.

In fact, Xiao Zhao is also very clear about the reason why the young lady treats herself like this.

A person can only do it if he fills his own time, without listening, not hearing, not thinking, and not reading.

The man named Ning Yi came to Tiandu in a hurry last time, took the medicine from the prince and left, and he didn't even want to spend a word with the young lady.

Xiao Zhao doesn't care what Ning Yi's reason is!

Xiao Zhao only hopes that Miss can live happily, she doesn't want to see Miss crying, sad, sad-

So...... Even if you know Miss's heart, you know that Miss likes Ning Yi.

She had nothing but disgust.

His thoughts returned to reality, looking at the mess on the table, Xiao Zhao hurriedly said, "I'll help you clean up ......"

"No need!" Xu Qingyan opened her mouth a little at a loss, she turned her back to Xiao Zhao and hurriedly picked up these papers, realizing the truth of her tone, she turned around again, and said softly: "I can just clean up these papers on the desk." ”

Xiao Zhao gently scratched the hair on his sideburns.

"Ah...... It's snowing, take me out. ”

Xu Qingyan suddenly spoke, and before Xiao Zhao could react, he pulled up the hat on the table with one hand, and grabbed Xiao Zhao's wrist with the other, and the two of them left the pavilion and walked along the eaves and pavilions.

Xiao Zhao said helplessly: "Miss...... What are you doing in such a hurry, the cultivation of Luojia Mountain has just come to an end recently, didn't you say that you want to have a good rest?"

Qing Yan put the hat on her head, and her tone was light, "I have a hunch...... He's coming to Tiandu!"

Xiao Zhao was stunned.

He......

Her eyes darkened imperceptibly, and next to her ears was Xu Qingyan's happy chattering voice.

"In a few days, it will be the prince's birthday, and the holy mountains will arrive, and Shushan will definitely not be absent......"

"The line report a few days ago said that Ning Yi left Lingshan in the east and walked in the Great Sui, and now I can feel that he is getting closer and closer to the sky......"

Xu Qingyan's happy voice was suddenly interrupted by Xiao Zhao's handshake.

The woman in the black hat, her expression hidden under the veil, turned her head in confusion to look at the maid standing alone at the end of the corridor, keeping a distance from herself.

Xiao Zhao's long hair spilled, and she subconsciously shook off her hand, only at this time did she realize her trespassing.

Her voice trembled.

"Miss...... Why?"

Heavy snow fell from the sky, and the two ends of the promenade were cold.

Xiao Zhao stubbornly looked at his master and asked, "Because Ning Yi rescued Miss from the cage, is he the only one in Miss Miss's heart?"

The hood was blown by the cold wind.

The black soap yarn hung pale snow chips.

Silent and murderous.

Xiao Zhao laughed in a low voice: "Miss stayed up all night again, write a letter to Ning Yi, right? I haven't stopped it in the past six months, but I haven't sent it...... What if you hide these things from me, can you hide them from yourself?"

Xu Qingyan remained silent.

Xiao Zhao raised his head, his voice trembled, and asked a big and unrebellious word.

"Even if we meet again, what can we do? Will Ning Yi really like the current young lady?"

The cold wind howled.

"Smack".

Xiao Zhao covered her cheeks and knelt on the ground, she looked at the young lady standing in the wind and snow in the corridor.

Xu Qingyan's voice was cold.

“...... That's enough. ”

This slap, this sentence, seemed to drain the strength of Xu Qingyan's whole body.

She glanced at Xiao Zhao weakly, did not help, but slowly turned around alone, and before leaving the East Wing corridor, her footsteps paused slightly.

"Don't say that again. ”

(PS: About Shen Yuanjun's group portrait, as well as some small talk, posted on the WeChat public account "Panda Who Can Wrestle", everyone who is interested can pay attention to ~ The official account will be a place where pandas often write things in the future, and there will be some exclusive "information" ~~~ such as the direction of the small plot, the image of the characters, and the update time ~~~ Every message, the panda will take a serious look at ~~~)