After the death of the contemporary pavilion master, the monks in the pavilion need to wear mourning clothes for a month, and as for the disciples who are closest to the pavilion master, they need to wear it for a year. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At the same time, the country can not be without a king for a day, the pavilion can not be without an owner for a day, as early as seven days after the death of the emperor Tianci, the new Tingtian Pavilion master already has a disciple to serve, is one of the ten candidate disciples appointed by him before his death, named Tuoba Feng, naturally not comparable to the emperor Tianci's talent and eloquence, only sixty soul veins gather Yuan, and now the Juyuan realm is complete, just half a step into the refining of the gods, from the legendary feudal position, still half a step away.

The news of Ling Xue's unparalleled war record has already flown all over the streets and alleys of Tianhai County as if he had grown wings, whether it is a teahouse or a restaurant, in the homes of thousands of people, or in this attic that has not fallen for thousands of years, they are all talking about this matter.

All this is taken for granted.

One was the first on the free list early, and no one shook it, and the other had to be in the second place and not in the free list.

To some extent, it is more shocking than the first, because no one has ever dared to refuse the personal sealing of the Emperor of the Xuan Court.

If Ji Wushuang is a true dragon, then Ling Xue is a true phoenix, and the dragon and phoenix are competing for the first place in the world.

A genius, a beautiful woman in the world, this battle is full of chewing, and it was also chosen on the day of Ji Wushuang's wedding, such a battle is no less than the "decisive battle on the top of the imperial city" and "on the sword spirit mountain" of the rivers and lakes, and the eyes of the whole world are completely focused on this grand wedding.

The light of the two is so dazzling that the Ke family, which should be one of the protagonists, has been completely covered up at the moment, and few people pay attention to this former one of the three major families.

Tuoba Feng, who has been practicing for three Jiazi years, is the disciple who has been practicing for the longest time under Huang Tianci.

He stood on the railing, listened to the discussions of the disciples below, thought about it, and decided to take a look at his youngest junior brother of the same generation, how the divination was going now.

Uncle Zitong is weak, and the martial soul is extremely domineering, which makes people worry that he has passed away early before he can figure out anything, although he has been preparing for nearly a year in order to count this time, there should be no mistakes.

"Hahaha...... Amusing...... Didn't think of ...... That's how it turned out......"

Before he pushed the door open, there was a loud laugh from Shuzitong, which was full of emotions, Tuoba Feng only understood the endless self-deprecation and sarcasm, and hurriedly pushed the door open, only to see the already skinny medicine jar junior brother, his face had been extremely withered, and his skin no longer had the slightest luster, leaving only the wrinkled skin like the bark of an old tree, which made people's hearts skip a beat.

Behind Shu Zitong was a dark scroll phantom, which didn't look like a martial spirit, but more like the book of life and death of the king of Hades, exuding a palpitating death aura throughout his body.

Success is also Xiao He, and defeat is also Xiao He.

The reason why Shu Zitong has always been weak and sick has an inseparable causal connection with the awakened martial spirit, but it is precisely because of the existence of this martial soul that Shu Zitong has always been the most important disciple of the emperor, and even the degree of pampering is above him, the chief senior brother.

Because with this volume of martial arts, Shu Zitong can see things that no one can see, and can predict the future that ordinary people can't expect.

Tuoba Feng asked softly, "What do you see?"

Huang Tianci hated Xuanting the most before he died, but after his death, he wanted to return his bones to his hometown, which is not contradictory.

He loves the territory of Xuanting, and what he hates is the rule of the Emperor Xuanting, after his death, he still does not forget to leave a legacy for his grand ambition, just like the foolish man who moved the mountain, the Jingwei who reclaimed the sea, he could not complete this life, and there are thousands of generations behind him.

In his opinion, the most promising person to kill the emperor and overthrow the Xuan Court is none other than Ling Xue, a strange woman in this world, and the legend says that the second emperor bell is still ringing for her, if such a character does not fall, he will definitely be the king of Shenzhou in the future, of course, these are all later words, and the most important thing now is one thing, how to make her not fall.

Huang Tianci naturally would not easily help his mortal enemy, the reason why he asked Shen Ningshuang to take his head to Ling Xue was to leave a small test for her, and burning incense was another test, although it seemed simple, but it also needed to depend on chance, and it was even more profound.

The person who judged whether Ling Xue had passed the test was none other than the closest disciple to Emperor Tianci, Shu Zitong.

It was clear that Ling Xue had passed these two small tests.

In front of Shu Zitong, there are two blood silks, one of which is dripping with blood with the word "wolf", while the other one is covered by layers because of too much handwriting on it, which makes it difficult to see the truth.

Shu Zitong's deep-set eyes looked at the senior brother who came in, and said in a hoarse voice: "I calculated the future for her twice, the first time, although she has many secrets, I still vaguely see the way to break the game, but the second time...... No matter how I looked, I just saw darkness and no light. ”

Tuoba Feng was slightly stunned, thought for a while, and after understanding, his eyes were complicated, and said: "The world is unpredictable, it's a pity." ”

A pun intended.

It's a pity.

No one answered, and only the remnants of the sound came up the beam.

Tuoba Feng solemnly bowed his head, bent down, and picked up the two pieces of blood silk in front of Uncle Zitong.

......

When the sky and the sea are warm, the top of Wufu Mountain, the place that despises the world.

At this time, Ke Yimeng had already fainted, lying in the carriage, the Wind Divine Horse was leisurely stepping on the clouds, and Ning Dong'er and Shen Ningshuang were sitting on the horses.

Ning Dong'er looked at Ling Xue with complicated eyes, and said, "I didn't expect that you also gave her the Heaven-Avoiding Dzi, but what should you do?"

Ling Xue smiled slightly, and said: "This is called doing your best, if you want to save her, you have to think carefully for her, after all, the opponent is Ji Wushuang who dares to compete with the True Emperor, I must be cautious, I can't let all my efforts go to waste." As for myself, I can only resign myself to God's destiny now. ”

Ning Dong'er sighed softly and said: "She is really happy, with you, a peerless beauty, she has always been affectionate, no wonder she is still emotionally attached to you in the end, if it were me, I am afraid that I will also be bent by you." ”

Ling Xue smiled, stretched out her hand and gently touched Shen Ningshuang's little head, and said, "Now you can go and find your mother, you should be able to reach Canghai Country by traveling day and night in this direction." ”

Shen Ningshuang responded.

She didn't want Ling Xue to touch her, but when she thought of going this time, it might be goodbye, or be patient and let Ling Xue get a little cheaper.

Ning Dong'er still wanted to say something, but Ling Xue had already patted the horse's buttocks and said with a smile: "Go ahead, remember to travel day and night, don't turn back." ”

"Take care. The divine horse jumped up quickly, Ning Dong'er took a deep breath, and only said three words solemnly at the end.

Ling Xue nodded with a smile, watching the group drift away and finally disappear into the clouds, but she still stared intently at the traces left by the clouds being broken.

It wasn't until the clouds moved, and there was finally no trace of it, that she said: "Silly girl, find a good man to marry when the time comes." (To be continued.) )