In a blink of an eye, the day when the envoys of various countries should leave Beijing, Emperor Xuan once again held a palace banquet to see off the envoys of various countries.

The cost of the palace banquets for several days was huge, but compared with the congratulatory gifts presented by the envoys to the officials, Long Jingming still took this opportunity to make a lot of money, filling the deficit of the treasury due to the snow disaster.

Therefore, Long Jingming, who was in a good mood, held a particularly grand and grand send-off banquet, which was almost comparable to the birthday banquet.

The prince of the Tiger Roaring Kingdom once again asked Emperor Xuan in public to marry a woman from the Shenlong Kingdom, but this time the target was no longer Su Moxuan, who had a glimpse at the birthday banquet, but the prime minister's daughter.

When Hu Yanlie proposed to marry Miss Feng San in public, the atmosphere in the originally enthusiastic Taihe Hall immediately became extremely strange, and even Long Jingming's expression was a little weird, but His Royal Highness the Prince, who was half drunk, did not notice this, but repeatedly said that Miss Fei Feng San would not marry.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really has a good eye, the Holy One, according to Weichen, Miss Feng San and the Prince of the Tiger Roaring Country are a perfect match, and please fulfill the Holy One."

In such a scene, it was Su Shen and Su Shaofu, who were known as the youngest ministers of Jiuqing in history, who were the first to break the silence and express their approval.

Immediately, the officials of the Su family and the Feng family agreed in unison, which reheated the awkward and quiet atmosphere in the hall.

Long Jingming glanced thoughtfully at King Cheyue's seat, nodded with a smile and responded to the invitation of the prince of the Tiger Roaring Kingdom, and officially married the three daughters of Prime Minister Feng Wanquan to Hu Yanlie.

The prince of the Tiger Roaring Kingdom, who finally got his wish to return the beauty, was overjoyed, and he couldn't afford to drink that night, and he was carried out of the Taihe Hall and carried back to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

And the other one who was so drunk that she couldn't leave on her own was the ninth princess of the Fire Phoenix Kingdom, who returned to the Cheyue Palace from the palace, she tried to cry and fell into Long Yucang's arms several times without success, so that the more she cried, the more aggrieved she became, and when she woke up the next day, her pillow was still wet.

It's just that no matter how reluctant they are, Huo Huo still has to follow the fire smoke to return to China after all, and finally leave this day Long Yucang and Feng Huanling personally sent them out of Dragon City, and they didn't stop until Shili Pavilion.

"Brother Cheyue, can you come and see Xu'er when you have time? Even if it's with her. Huo Xuan looked at Long Yucang very aggrievedly, and pointed at Feng Huanling beside him, "Brother Cheyue, I know that you only have her in your heart now, but, wait until a hundred years later...... Anyway, when she's dead, will you accept me? ”

Huo Xuan had already entered the Yuanling Mountain Gate to practice, and she was confident that she could cultivate the Golden Pill until she finally became an immortal and never grew old, and then she could be a real immortal couple with her brother Cheyue!

It's just obvious that both Feng Huanling and Long Yucang don't like to listen to her sentence "wait until she dies", even the veiled fire smoke frowned slightly, and silently pulled the unabashed ninth sister back to her side.

Feng Huanling said solemnly: "Ninth princess, don't worry, I will try to live a little longer." ”

Huohuo: "......"

Fire smoke: "......"

Long Yucang: "......"

Sending off the two princesses of the Fire Phoenix Kingdom, the people and horses of King Cheyue and his entourage immediately seemed to have decreased a lot, and on the way back, they only saw a carriage moving slowly and unhurriedly.

Luo Xian, who was driving the car himself, was already familiar with the road of Shili Pavilion's return to Dragon City, but as he walked, he found something strange, and at the same time, the sky was suddenly darkened when it was close to noon, and the rolling lead clouds seemed to gather in the sky above them in the blink of an eye.

"Lord Wang, there seems to be something wrong with the situation outside."

Luo Xian stopped the carriage alertly, not daring to take another half step forward, because he found that the road ahead was gradually blurred, and in an instant, it was completely covered by a strange thick fog, and the dragon city that was originally visible to the eye was already half a silhouette.

"What's going on?"

Feng Huanling lifted the curtain and couldn't help but be shocked when she saw the situation outside, she had never seen such a vision, whether it was the dense fog that appeared out of thin air around her or the dark clouds that pressed people's hearts overhead, she had never seen it in two lifetimes.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Long Yucang pulled Feng Huanling back into his arms and comforted her softly, and then let her stay in the carriage with Su Yue and Zhilan, and went out of the carriage alone to sit side by side with Luo Xian, took the reins in his hand and drove himself.

"Lord Wang, what kind of evil art is this?"

Although he is not a cultivator, Luo Xian has not seen all kinds of strange scenes since he followed Long Yucang, so when he calmed down, he immediately thought that most of such an abnormal situation was not natural weather, let alone ordinary manpower.

Long Yucang, who pursed his lips lightly, did not make a sound, as if he had not heard his words, he looked at the dense fog in front of him with all his attention, and the cold light flashed under his eyes, and a trace of moon-white light blade that appeared out of thin air in his hand flew straight out, and it disappeared from the dense fog in an instant.

It's just that the surroundings are still dead and silent without the slightest sound reaction, Luo Xian was already nervous and his hands were slightly sweating when he saw this, but he didn't dare to disturb the master easily, just stared at the direction where the light blade disappeared, but as time went by, he couldn't help but start to suspect that this blow was swallowed up by the dense fog and did not have any effect.

At this moment, the ground suddenly trembled slightly, and even the surrounding fog seemed to tremble with it.

It's weird, it's still indescribably weird!

As the shaking of the ground became more and more intense, a row of black and swarthy figures appeared in the dense fog opposite the carriage, but although it was impossible to see anything through the dense fog, it was not difficult to judge that it was an armed cavalry from the outline.

"Why did a cavalry suddenly come? Friend or foe? ”

Luo Xian couldn't see the armor on those people clearly, and he couldn't even accurately distinguish the color, so he couldn't help frowning.

Because in this thick fog, it is unknown whether the secret guards can find them, if they are friends or foes, can he and his master, even with Zhilan, be able to deal with the entire cavalry?

"It's all an illusion."

Long Yucang, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, and at the same time, he threw out a dazzling white light in the air with his bare hand, and slashed at the cavalry galloping on the opposite side without hesitation. The cavalry, which numbered at least 100 men, was shattered by the white light in an instant, and disappeared into the dense fog in the blink of an eye like steam.

However, the ground was still shaking violently, even more intensely than Shicai.

This time it didn't take too long, and countless black and swarthy figures appeared in all directions at the same time, still wearing heavy armor and straddle war horses, but this time the speed of attacking them was much faster, and almost in an instant, they were already approaching a few feet away from the carriage.

The white light blade in Long Yucang's hand kept striking out, but this time not all the cavalry phantoms disappeared in an instant, and there were actually people who blocked the attack of the light blade, and continued to rush forward with a spear.

"There are even entities."

This time, even Long Yucang was slightly surprised, but the attack in his hand did not stop at all, and he actually intercepted the endless cavalry around him three feet away from the carriage with the strength of one person.

"Luo Xian, you still drive, you don't have to do anything and keep going."

After explaining such a sentence, Long Yucang flew up, his white clothes fluttering on the roof of the carriage, and the palms of his hands contained dazzling white light.

However, he drew an arc of light blades with one hand and attacked them separately, not forgetting that those black shadow cavalry approached the carriage, and the white light in the other hand formed a column, flying straight towards the thick lead cloud as thick as ink above his head.

Boom boom!

A thunderous roar sounded in the clouds pierced by the white pillars of light, and the originally static cumulus clouds began to roll violently, like a boiling splash of water.

In an instant, the rain poured down, and the raindrops the size of beans crackled on the carriage, and shisha was everywhere.

The strange thing is that Long Yucang, who was standing on the roof of the carriage, was not wet by the rain, and his body seemed to be covered with a layer of faint white light, blocking all water vapor.

"Stop it, or don't blame me for ruining your magic weapon!"

Long Yucang raised his head and looked at the sky above his head that had been pierced by himself, and a faint smile appeared on his lips, as cold as the thin snow on the top of an iceberg.

"As long as I leave one person left, I'll stop!"

After a long time, a muffled man's voice sounded like thunder in the sky.

"Don't think about it, I just see that your magic weapon is rare, and I don't want to easily ruin hundreds of years of hard work, you don't know how to lift ......"

Before he finished speaking, the white pillar of light in Long Yucang's hand suddenly became several times thicker, and just the snow light actually forced the black shadow cavalry surging up around him to retreat and not dare to step forward.

At the same time, a roaring dragon roared into the sky, and the Sky Screaming Sword turned into a wandering dragon wrapped around the white pillar of light and rushed straight into the sky, and its sharp claws actually tore the sky apart.

But listening to the thunderous sound in the sky, he immediately screamed "oops", and then hurriedly shouted "Close", the weather that was still raining like a thick black stain a moment ago cleared up in an instant, and the surrounding dense fog and black shadow cavalry disappeared in the blink of an eye, and even the rain that Shicai smashed to the ground disappeared out of thin air and restored to the barren scene around Shili Pavilion.

"No, it's okay?"

I couldn't suppress my curiosity, Feng Huanling lifted the curtain and looked out, full of surprise at everything he saw, and saw Long Yucang, who was still dressed in white like snow, stretching out his hand to him, and only then timidly put his hand in her palm.

Shicai is the palm of this hand contains a snow-bright white light that cuts directly into the sky, so unstoppably fierce, but this palm is clearly still the softness in her memory.

"Where's Luo Xian?"

Zhilan followed her master out of the carriage and found that Luo Xian could not be found.

"They went to such great lengths, it turned out to be Luo Xian."

Long Yucang didn't see the slightest anxiety, as if he had expected Luo Xian's disappearance, but his gaze in the far north sky was a little dark.

"They? Could it be someone from the Xuanwu Kingdom? But how could they be so capable that they could even change the heavens? ”

It's the first time I've seen such a mighty Feng Huanling and I can't hide my nervousness, I just feel that under such a divine power, my ability is extremely small, if it weren't for the presence of the dragon Yucang, I'm afraid that today, "Hmph, it's just a tricky carving insect skill, how can the real celestial phenomena be easily changed?" Everything about the right talent is nothing but an illusion created by borrowing magic weapons. ”

Knowing that she couldn't understand it for a while if she said too much, Long Yucang didn't say much, just gently hugged her into his arms, and his eyes were still looking at the northern sky.