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After all, Su Mu'an was a child, and he quickly recovered from his previous unhappiness, and after fighting with Fang Ziyu for a while, he was a little tired, so he waved goodbye to Xu Han.

"Lord of the Mansion, I'll go back and rest. The little guy smiled and waved his hand at Xu Han, and was about to return to his room.

"What about me, won't you say goodbye to me?" Fang Ziyu on the side stepped forward and asked.

"No!" Su Mu'an grimaced at Fang Ziyu.

"You!" Seeing this, Fang Ziyu was about to step forward and chase again, this time Su Mu'an had a long memory, and he was very vigilant and took a step ahead, and then ran into the distance without looking back. shouted: "Wait for my dad to come out, see how he cleans you up!"

"This kid!" Fang Ziyu, who missed the blow, stomped his feet with some anger, but had no intention of continuing to chase. Instead, he looked at the figure of the boy bouncing away, and suddenly sneered.

"That's good. She sighed sincerely, but the smile on her face slowly dissipated, and a faint sadness rose to her eyebrows.

Xu Han, who was on the side, looked at Fang Ziyu sideways, as if he had thought of something, Xu Han asked, "What's the matter?"

Xu Han wasn't sure what the relationship between the two was, but there was no doubt that it must be beyond the relationship between an ordinary disciple and the head of the sect. Maybe it's a father and daughter, or maybe it's something else.

Hearing this, Fang Ziyu glanced sideways at Xu Han at that time, "You know a lot." She said with a smile, but she didn't mean to get to the bottom of it.

Then she paced slightly, her head lowered, and the expression on her face became a little lonely.

"Rather... That's what he's always done, and I don't think it's useful..."

"I just think that once the same door of Linglong Pavilion, you became the master of Tiance Mansion, the surname Chen went to Chen State, Zhou Zhang's kid turned out to be the son of King Mu, Song Yueming..."

Speaking of this, Fang Ziyu paused, and seemed reluctant to mention the name.

"Anyway, everyone seems to be fighting for what they want to do, and I..."

"Although she is in the name of the second senior sister, she can't do anything, she wants to save Linglong Pavilion's cultivation is too weak, and she wants to give it to her master... Ning Zhangjiao took revenge, but he was far from being Si Blank's opponent. ”

"I always feel like I'm doing nothing, I don't know what to do, what I can do..."

It has been a few months since he left Linglong Pavilion, and the experience during this period can be described as twists and turns, and it is extremely dangerous, which has touched everyone a lot, and it is no wonder that Fang Ziyu would have such an idea.

"I just envy Su Mu'an's little guy, what he wants to become, he works hard for it, no matter how ridiculed by others, he doesn't care about it. Such a person, it's so good. Fang Ziyu's voice sounded again, and she raised her head at that moment and looked into the distance.

"You can too. Xu Han looked at Fang Ziyu like this, thought about it, and suddenly whispered.

"I, I want to be the savior of the Linglong Pavilion, but Si Bai is an immortal! Fang Ziyu smiled bitterly and shook his head when he heard this.

Xu Han could understand Fang Ziyu's thoughts at the moment, facing that kind of opponent who was unmatched, most people would have the frustration that they couldn't see any hope even if they worked hard.

And Xu Han unfortunately does not belong to this majority.

"Do you remember Brother Song? I remember that when he first arrived at Linglong Pavilion, he was only worthy of the Danyang Realm, and in less than a year, he was already a sword hall master of a whole generation older than you. He worked hard... For the sake of Linglong Pavilion. ”

"Actually, this has nothing to do with cultivation talent, it's just determination, and it's also something you're missing now. Xu Han said this, looked at Fang Ziyu with deep eyes, and then said: "How about immortals? There is nothing in this world that cannot be killed, even Si Bai is no exception, and since he will die, why can't he die in our hands?"

Fang Ziyu blinked when she heard this, she looked at Xu Han in a daze for a while before she spit out such a sentence.

"The surname Xu...."

"Huh?"

"Has anyone ever told you..."

"What?"

"You have the potential to be a god. ”

“......”

......

Xia Zichuan woke up in the room where the red candles flickered.

The autumn night was a little chilly, Xia Zichuan, who was sitting up, was half-naked, she squinted her eyes and looked around, as if she was looking for something, and then her eyes suddenly stopped on the window sill in the distance, on the figure in a purple robe.

On Xia Zichuan's cheeks, the color of shame flashed. After a slight hesitation, she removed a thin blanket from the bed, wrapped her graceful body in it, and then stood up. Under the candlelight, her tall and plump body loomed under the thin blanket, swaying.

She walked lightly behind the purple-robed figure, reached out from behind and hugged it, and her head was also attached to the purple-robed man's back at that time, with a calm expression on her face and a faint smile.

"What's wrong? don't sleep for a while?" she asked, her voice soft and glutinous, as if it could drip water.

Today is a day of great joy for Linglong Pavilion.

Their newly promoted young master Song Yueming married Xia Zichuan, the daughter of the Moon Lake Cave Master, known as the Moon Lake Fairy.

This also marks that the two giants of the Great Zhou Dynasty will share the same hatred and weal and woe from today onwards.

This is a major event that is enough to make the rivers and lakes of the Great Zhou vibrate, and once the rivers and lakes are big enough to a certain extent, they will naturally have a great impact on the court, and the two seem to be independent, but in fact they clamp each other.

I couldn't sleep, so I got up and looked. The purple-robed man turned his head at that time, and hugged Xia Zichuan into his arms with a smile on his face, and only then could he see that the purple-robed man looked immature and tight, about eighteen or nineteen years old, and he was clearly still a teenager.

"Do you have something on your mind?" Xia Zichuan lay in his arms, feeling the warmth that made her heart feel at ease, and asked softly.

The purple-robed young man holding her heard this, the expression on his face was silent, and he said after a long silence: "The lost land in Jizhou has returned to the hands of the imperial court, if Yuehu Cave really wants to retain a legacy in this troubled era, it should return to Jizhou as soon as possible, and stop participating in the disputes in the Central Plains." ”

Xia Zichuan is the best choice in terms of talent and temperament, she naturally heard the meaning of the purple-robed young man's words, she was a spirit at that time, sat up from the young man's arms, and then looked straight at the young man with her big black eyes, the gaze in her eyes was firm.

"What decision to make in the Moon Lake Cave is a matter of the Moon Lake Cave, Xia Zichuan only knows that marrying a chicken and marrying a dog is a dog, we have worshiped heaven and earth, and respected our parents, we are husband and wife. Honor and disgrace, life and death. I will go wherever you go, and I will do what you do. ”

The firm tone in the girl's words was beyond the expectations of the purple-robed young man, and he was slightly stunned at that time. Then he took out something from his arms with a wry smile and handed it to the girl, Xia Zichuan took it and looked at it. But it was a gilded invitation...... An invitation from Chang'an.

"This is?" Xia Zichuan opened the invitation, his brows furrowed suddenly, and his gaze when he looked up at the purple-robed young man also became suspicious at that time.

"Someone sent it today, Zhu Xian wants to invite the master to Beijing. The purple-robed young man seemed to know what Xia Zichuan was thinking at the moment, and he solved the doubts in Xia Zichuan's heart at the right time.

"So, Elder Sikong will go to Chang'an?" Although Xia Zichuan did not participate in the invitation after the Dao Conference that day, he also roughly understood Si Blank's plan from the words of his own parents, and naturally knew what the invitation of the Long Night Division meant.

"I'll go too. The boy's voice rang out again at that moment.

"What are you going to do?"

In the face of the girl's inquiry, a real smile appeared on the young man's face at that time, and that smile was like a spring breeze blowing willows, and the autumn rain fell on the tiles, which made Xia Zichuan inexplicably stunned, and he was a little distracted.

"Inherit the will of the people, go to the death of the people. ”

(End of chapter)