The south is just a cold autumn, but the north is already full of gloom.

"Senior brother, we're home."

Outside Luoyang, the capital of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Wang Zhusheng moved Tuoba Xun's wheelchair out of the carriage, looked at the tall and majestic city wall in front of him and said.

The young man with white silk on his eyes nodded lightly, but there was no joy on his face.

"Where's Ah Cheng?"

"The Helan family has already arranged for a carriage to pick him up," Wang Zhusheng looked at the largest carriage in the convoy not far away. He Lancheng, who could not walk yet, could be seen carried down from the carriage where the holy daughter Xu Bingqing was, and was carefully carried into the carriage by the Helan family who rushed to the city gate to greet him.

"How's he looking?" Tuoba Xun frowned, "Didn't Bingqing say that he was going to take him to the Secret Pavilion to recuperate?" ”

"Looking at it, I can already straighten up," Wang Zhusheng looked at He Lancheng, the senior disciple of the Northern Han Pavilion who was seriously injured on the upper body of the junior ceremony not far away, "It is said that the Helan family itself has a secret medicine to treat injuries, so I will take Senior Brother Helan home for treatment for a day first." ”

"Yes," Tuoba replied lightly, "it seems that it was just her excuse." ”

"Excuses?" Wang Zhusheng was stunned for a moment, but saw Tuoba Xun silent in one direction. He looked in that direction, and when he saw the woman in white standing at the front of the carriage, Wang Zhusheng's expression was a little stiff.

"Senior brother, you're too tired from the long journey, aren't you?" Wang Zhusheng looked at Tuoba Xun, who had been sitting in a wheelchair and didn't stand up by himself, and smiled reluctantly, "Are you still too worried about Senior Brother Helan's condition?" ”

From south to north is the farthest road. In order not to affect the subsequent middle-level ceremony, they rushed back to the Northern Wei Dynasty from Southern Chu all the way, and every disciple was exhausted.

Wang Zhusheng suspected that Tuoba Xun was too tired from the journey, and he was so tired that he was suspicious.

I was so worried that I began to suspect the most undoubted person in the Northern Han Pavilion.

You must know that this is not Southern Chu, but Northern Wei.

"It's a saint!"

"It's the convoy of the Northern Cold Pavilion!"

"The Holy Maiden is back!"

At this time, some people outside Luoyang City had already noticed the carriage of the Beihan Pavilion, and many elderly people knelt down and bowed to the carriage where Xu Bingqing was.

Looking at this scene, Wang Zhusheng sighed in his heart.

For the poor who can't afford to see a doctor, the North Han Pavilion is the place to save their lives. And Xu Bingqing, who has been giving alms to everyone in the name of the saint in the name of the Holy Maiden and letting everyone see her figure, is the fairy lady in their hearts.

At this time, Wang Zhusheng looked around at the other disciples of the Northern Han Pavilion who were also tired, and found that the other disciples and the people of the Northern Wei Dynasty who were kneeling to Xu Bingqing had also noticed Tuoba Xun's existence and looked at them one after another.

Wang Zhusheng sighed in his heart.

Just when Tuoba Xun asked Helan Cheng about the situation before, many disciples were paying attention to the movements here, and most of them were still close to the Holy Maiden Xu Bingqing.

At this time, feeling the scrutinizing gaze cast from all around, Wang Zhusheng hurriedly spoke loudly to comfort Tuoba and seek the way.

"Senior Brother Helan will definitely be fine."

The young man patted Tuoba Xun's shoulder, with a smile on his face, "The Holy Maiden took us back to the Northern Wei Dynasty first to treat Senior Brother Helan's injuries, the Holy Maiden took care of him all the way with such diligence, Senior Brother will definitely be healed in less than a week, and Senior Brother Tuoba You will go to Dongwu to look good for those southerners!" ”

Hearing Wang Zhusheng's words, the surrounding disciples nodded one after another, and the people looked at the woman in white on the carriage with more and more respectful expressions.

"It turns out that the Holy Maiden has returned this time to treat the injuries of Tuoba Gongzi."

"It's really hard to be outside, so it seems that Tuoba Gongzi is still preparing to participate in this year's intermediate level......"

"Tuoba Gongzi must have fallen for the tricks of the southerners! Nan Chu has been in charge of the beginner ceremony for many years, and I heard that this year is all shady! ”

"Not really! The leader is actually a woman, this is really ...... Gee! ”

"That's it! How can a woman get the top spot, especially how messy this beginner ceremony is! Forced to be punished by God, Xiao Lao'er has to go to Soochow to see what will happen to that woman! ”

The South and the North are two worlds.

Because of the long distance, the news from the south to the north has become unrecognizable.

Listening to the discussion of the people around him, Tuoba Xun's hand on his lap tightened inch by inch.

And for some people, the truth doesn't really matter, they just believe what they want to believe.

Looking at the robe on Tuoba Xun's knees, Wang Zhusheng's expression suddenly became nervous, and the next moment he heard the sound of a carriage in his ears, and he looked relieved at a glance.

"Senior brother, the person from the pavilion who came to borrow us is here!"

Countless carriages engraved with the emblem of the Northern Han Pavilion drove from the city and converged into a long line.

"Welcome the Holy Maiden back to the city!"

"Welcome the disciples of the Northern Cold Pavilion back to the city!"

Both sides of the road were full of bustling people, and Wang Zhusheng finally had a real sense of returning to the Northern Wei Dynasty when he looked at this familiar scene.

This is the grandeur that the disciples of the Northern Han Pavilion have in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

"Senior brother," Wang Zhusheng put his hand on the back of Tuoba Xun's wheelchair.

"Let's go back to the pavilion first."

……

……

There is grass in the south, and there is cold in the north.

Hearing Wang Zhusheng's words, the surrounding disciples nodded one after another, and the people looked at the woman in white on the carriage with more and more respectful expressions.

"It turns out that the Holy Maiden has returned this time to treat the injuries of Tuoba Gongzi."

"It's really hard to be outside, so it seems that Tuoba Gongzi is still preparing to participate in this year's intermediate level......"

"Tuoba Gongzi must have fallen for the tricks of the southerners! Nan Chu has been in charge of the beginner ceremony for many years, and I heard that this year is all shady! ”

"Not really! The leader is actually a woman, this is really ...... Gee! ”

"That's it! How can a woman get the top spot, especially how messy this beginner ceremony is! Forced to be punished by God, Xiao Lao'er has to go to Soochow to see what will happen to that woman! ”

The South and the North are two worlds.

Because of the long distance, the news from the south to the north has become unrecognizable.

Listening to the discussion of the people around him, Tuoba Xun's hand on his lap tightened inch by inch.

And for some people, the truth doesn't really matter, they just believe what they want to believe.

Looking at the robe on Tuoba Xun's knees, Wang Zhusheng's expression suddenly became nervous, and the next moment he heard the sound of a carriage in his ears, and he looked relieved at a glance. Listening to the discussion of the people around him, Tuoba Xun's hand on his lap tightened inch by inch.

And for some people, the truth doesn't really matter, they just believe what they want to believe.

Looking at the robe on Tuoba Xun's knees, Wang Zhusheng's expression suddenly became nervous, and the next moment he heard the sound of a carriage in his ears, and he looked relieved at a glance.

"Senior brother, the person from the pavilion who came to borrow us is here!"

Countless carriages engraved with the emblem of the Northern Han Pavilion drove from the city and converged into a long line.

"Welcome the Holy Maiden back to the city!"

"Welcome the disciples of the Northern Cold Pavilion back to the city!"

Both sides of the road were full of bustling people, and Wang Zhusheng finally had a real sense of returning to the Northern Wei Dynasty when he looked at this familiar scene.

This is the grandeur that the disciples of the Northern Han Pavilion have in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

"Senior brother," Wang Zhusheng put his hand on the back of Tuoba Xun's wheelchair.

"Let's go back to the pavilion first."

……

……

There is grass in the south, and there is cold in the north.

"Senior brother, the person from the pavilion who came to borrow us is here!"

Countless carriages engraved with the emblem of the Northern Han Pavilion drove from the city and converged into a long line.

"Welcome the Holy Maiden back to the city!"

"Welcome the disciples of the Northern Cold Pavilion back to the city!"

Both sides of the road were full of bustling people, and Wang Zhusheng finally had a real sense of returning to the Northern Wei Dynasty when he looked at this familiar scene.

This is the grandeur that the disciples of the Northern Han Pavilion have in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

"Senior brother," Wang Zhusheng put his hand on the back of Tuoba Xun's wheelchair.

"Let's go back to the pavilion first."

……

……

There is grass in the south, and there is cold in the north.