Old Man Meng's eyebrows twitched, and his beard trembled slightly, but he still didn't open his eyes after all, but the corners of his mouth showed a trace of angry and funny arc.

At this time, in the wind and snow outside, there was the sound of bells and drums ringing from the Forbidden Imperial City, and then, a peaceful ritual music, in an instant, spread throughout the entire Jingshi.

The sound of bells, drums and liturgical music seems to be a signal.

In an instant, the Jingshi, who had been buried by the wind and snow, suddenly came back to life.

Bursts of firecrackers rang out one after another in front of the houses in Beijing, and they sang blessings such as "Ruixue Mega Year" and "May God bless me with great departure", and in an instant, they resounded throughout the entire Beijing Division, gathering into a rolling torrent, completely suppressing the raging wind and snow.

The entire people of Beijing, at this moment, are celebrating this New Year's Eve.

In the main hall of the Protector's Mansion, the old man had already opened his eyes, and when he saw the four empty chairs in his starting position, a touch of imperceptible disappointment and helplessness flashed on his face, and then he picked up the wine glass on the table and said to everyone in the room: "Everyone raise a glass, I wish me a prosperous departure from the country, peace and security of the country, and one year is better than one year!"

Everyone raised their wine glasses, and at this time, in the side hall next to the main hall, a person from the Meng Mansion who was holding a wine glass and preparing to drink it all suddenly saw three majestic figures, who were pushing open the door of the Protector's Mansion, and hurriedly walked inside, and immediately shouted in ecstasy: "The three marshals are back! The three marshals are back!"

For a while, all the people sitting in these two halls, ready to share this Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, suddenly became excited.

"Hmph! Don't stay well in the frontier, garrison the country, actually ran back to eat some Chinese New Year's Eve dinner! These three indisputable things are really going back more and more!" Old man Meng said coldly with a dark face.

However, everyone could see that the corners of the old marshal's eyes had already opened a wisp of wrinkles at this time, and his eyes had deliberately glanced outside, as if he wanted to see if the daughter who had worshiped the Yushan Sect would suddenly come back and give him an unexpected surprise.

The three women sitting in the position of his right hand had already turned their heads to look at the position of the side hall at this time, and even the young man in white, who was as calm as a mountain, showed joy on his face, and looked at the three figures in the side hall who were walking towards this side.

"Daddy, Daddy!" the youngest child had already jumped out of his chair and ran directly at one of the figures.

"You little guy, you are the most unruly when you are young, be careful that the old man beats your ass with a bamboo board!" At this moment, a gentle female voice suddenly floated in from the wind and snow.

At this moment, even the three men in armor turned their heads to look out of the house.

I saw a woman in a plain red dress slowly walking through the door.

Her appearance is extremely young, and she doesn't seem to be much older than the young man in white, but her long skirt and plain body no longer exude a compelling heroic aura all the time.

"Third sister (sister)!" the three men all made overjoyed voices, "I didn't expect that this year, we all thought of going together!"

A moment later, the entire Protector Mansion erupted in a monstrous burst of laughter.

......

The picture at that time is vivid to everyone here now, as if it only happened on Chinese New Year's Eve last year.

The old man's voice of feigned anger and joy, the confession of the three brothers Meng Tuotu, Meng Yangwei, and Meng Haoran, Meng Ruoyun's laughter, Duan Hongyan, Xi Hong's tears and Lu Lianqing's pursed lips and laughter, the nonsense of the young girl and the two children, and the happy voice of Fu Lu Shouxi and others...... These voices seem to still linger in this room and in everyone's ears.

Eleven years, exactly eleven years!

After Chinese New Year's Eve that year, he was first infected with a vicious disease with red tears, and the medicine stone was ineffective; two years later, Lu Lianqing also died in order to save his daughter in exchange for blood; four years later, the biggest catastrophe almost destroyed the family.

Now, however, it was as if time had been turned back, and Yiqiē had all gone back eleven years ago.

It's just that there is no such big snow outside the house as that year, everyone's faces seem to have aged a lot, and the young man in white has grown into a generation of handsome heroes, and the boys and girls in his position are also generous and have become dragons and phoenixes among people.

The child who couldn't sit still the most back then, at this time, he only supported the Meng family's sky, although he is no longer the child he was back then, but his body still has the same blood flowing.

Old Man Meng, who was already with white hair, suddenly picked up the wine glass on the table at this time, and shouted softly to everyone: "On this day of great joy and reunion, one by one, what are you crying for! Have you forgotten my Meng family's family motto of 'bleeding, sweating and not shedding tears'!"

Everyone looked at the tears in the corners of his eyes, and somehow, they all burst into laughter.

"Everyone raise a glass, I wish me a prosperous country, a prosperous country, and a year is better than a year!" The old man held back for a while, but he couldn't hold it back, and then laughed, and said the toast eleven years ago.

The laughter stopped abruptly at this moment, and everyone's eyes were shining.

Everyone raised their wine glasses, looked at each other, and suddenly burst out with a toast like a tsunami: "I wish me a great departure, prosperity of the country, peace and security of the country, and a year is better than a year!"

"I wish me a great departure, prosperity of the country, peace and security of the country, and one year is better than one year!"

"The fortune of the country is prosperous, the country is safe and secure, and one year is better than one year!"

"Guotai Min'an, a year is better than a year!"

"A year is better than a year!"

......

The echo of this voice, in an instant, shook the entire Jingshi.

In the memory of the people who spent the New Year in Beijing every year, it seems that the picture from eleven years ago appeared.

In that picture, there was the light of firecrackers and fireworks everywhere, and in this light, the sound of rushing mountains and rivers from the Protectorate Mansion spread to every corner of the capital!

Eleven years, after eleven years, could it be that the people of the Protectorate Mansion who had fallen in the past have been resurrected again?

At this moment, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked in the direction of the Protector's Mansion.

Then, they saw that a majestic body like a god slowly rose from the Protector Mansion, and the next moment, in this body, ten thousand blue and blue spiritual light sprinkled directly into the streets and alleys of the entire Jingshi.

"I am very far away from the immortal in the town!I will rule Zhongzhou!All countries will come to the dynasty!" A voice, the tone calmly echoed between heaven and earth, "The rise and fall of the dynasty, the division and the merger, Zhongzhou, it is also the time for the great unification again!"

In the next moment, this majestic body rose higher and higher, and finally rose directly to the Nine Heavens, scattering the terrifying spiritual pressure to every inch of the Zhongzhou Continent.

"Fortunately, he has no intention of becoming king, otherwise, I am afraid that the founding power of the academy will come to stop him from peaking the Taoist system of Confucianism. Mo Changqing was in the grass house behind the Tianwu Pavilion, drinking tea and saying to the Tianwu Pavilion Lord and the bald head Lu Chuan.

Lu Chuan touched his shiny head, and threw him a middle finger with disdain: "Just Kyushu, can you also put it in the eyes of this old brother?

"You say, if Hong Yu knew this, would he regret all his intestines?"

"Hong Yu-" Lu Chuan patted his head and said with a smile, "What he has to do now is to apply to the academy for a confinement room for a thousand years of confinement, and then pray to God and worship the Buddha, hoping that Brother Meng can give the five academies this face, and don't even dare to forcibly break into the confinement room!"

"Lao Du, the time has come to return to Xingyao. Mo Changqing suddenly looked at Block Xinzhen and said, "I can go back now." ”

Plug Xinzhen shook his head: "What am I going to do when I go back?"

"Looking for Ji Bingyan!" Mo Changqing raised his hand and slapped him in the head, "This kind of question, do you want me to answer it?"

"Go to her-" A look of pain appeared in Du Xinzhen's eyes, "What can you do if you find her? Could it be that if you want Brother Meng to go to the Heavenly Mother for me, I will never allow this kind of thing!"

"Sure enough, the 'Realm Master' of the 'Dream Realm' is also a disciple of the Heavenly Mother Sect. Meng Siao's voice rang out at this time.

Plug Xinzhen was stunned for a moment, then glared at Lu Chuan and Mo Changqing and said, "You found Brother Meng?"

"Don't blame them. Meng Siao had already walked in from outside the grass house at this time, "As early as when I saw that Ji Bingyan 'Realm Lord' in the 'Dream Realm', I noticed that her exercises and those of my fiancée were cultivating from the same source. However, I don't quite understand how she got into the Five Great Academies since she was a disciple of the Heavenly Mother Sect. ”

Plug Xinzhen was about to speak, but was pressed down by Mo Changqing: "Bald, you come." ”

"Bald sister!" Lu Chuan gave him a middle finger, but still explained to Meng Siao, "Brother, you shouldn't have forgotten about 'Liu Xiu'." ”

Meng Siao nodded, followed, looked at Gu Xinzhen, but his eyes gradually widened.

Lu Chuan nodded and said: "That's right, the idea you are guessing in your heart now is the truth! Lao Du's name was given by him after he joined Xingyao Academy, and before that, his name was 'Liu Xiu', Liu Xiu of the 'Liu Valve' in the 'Four Princes, Five Valves, and Nine Families' of your Dali Dynasty." ”

"!" Although Meng Siao wanted to hold back his foul language, but at this moment, he couldn't help it.

He glared at Gu Xinzhen and said in disbelief: "You are Liu Xiu, then you should have died a long time ago, and you were waiting for the time to practice and then be reborn?"