Chapter Ninety-Nine: Reunion and Heart Scars

Jiang Jimin is the president of the Autumn Dao Academy. It is the person in charge of the current Daye Cultivation Holy Land Autumn Dao Academy, and his cultivation is very high, and among this Daye, he is a rare figure. As soon as he grabbed and poked out, the air in the imperial study was instantly disturbed, and countless air currents were surrounded by his five fingers at that moment, spinning wildly and circling, making an extremely terrible sound. An inch in front of him has become the sharpness of a powerful qi machine, like the blade of a sword, like the sharp edge of a knife.

And in the position of the dragon chair in the place around him, all the manic qi came to an abrupt halt in that place. It did not affect the Son of Dezhao in the slightest. It can be seen that his mastery and use of qi is extremely subtle.

At this moment, he adjusted the air in half of the imperial study, and compressed this air into a tentative force that blasted towards Yang Ze. But if Yang Ze is a little worse, he is very likely to end up vomiting blood and being seriously injured.

Yang Ze's eyes froze, and his body retreated in an instant. Kankan avoided Jiang Jimin's grab. Then the gas engine exploded in front of it. But the explosion did not disperse, like a cavalry that failed to charge and quickly assembled, accompanied by Jiang Jimin's arm that skyrocketed by an inch, the air mass accelerated towards Yang Ze again.

And in the next second, Yang Ze did not retreat to avoid his edge, but paused in an instant, and slapped him without any fancy.

Crackle!

The air mass showed a cracking sound like tearing, and it was torn and splashed from between the two of them! Yang Ze stood still, and Jiang Jimin took a half step back. But this half step fell exactly in the eyes of everyone present.

Jiang Jimin's face was red with anger because of this half step, but he was also a little surprised, the blow just now, Yang Ze seemed to retreat first, but in fact, he used it to weaken his offensive qi, and then at the moment when he thought he was going to retreat, he attacked instead of retreating. actually used a slightly stronger force than himself to force himself back half a step.

Shame covered up his surprise, this was not the difference in strength, but the other party's tricks, and immediately said angrily, "Come again!"

Gu Liangji, who was beside him, couldn't hold back and jumped up, and a folding fan in his hand was put together, pointing towards Yang Ze.

This seems simple, but in fact, it contains his sword qi, and in an instant, a dense sword qi net was weaved, and it went towards Yang Ze to cover his face.

The dense sword qi crisscrossed the air, and the sound of the sword was endless, and countless bars of qi flew in the air, wrapping them in front of him.

These strong waves-like qi bars seem to be extremely good-looking, but they are condensed by Gu Liangji's sword qi, if it is to use the five-grade spirit weapon Bilang Sword that he carries with him, these sword qi will divide gold and crack stones, and destroy the extremely hard things in this world, it is not a problem at all. And now, even though it is just a bone fan, it can definitely tear apart people's muscles and cut off the bones in them. Gu Liangji calculated extremely well, if Yang Ze really reached the realm he said and dealt with these sword qi, then he could barely do it. But if it's a little worse, then it's a little hard, it's for sure.

This can also be a good lesson for him!

In the face of these dense air wave lines, Yang Ze could instinctively feel the dense intersection of them, and the strength of rigidity and softness. But he only touched the tip of his nose slightly, and a subtle smile crossed the corner of his mouth. Just now, he slashed Jiang Jimin with one palm, he just used the strength that he had just reached the Eight Grades of Tianxuan, and defeated Jiang Jimin by tricks, and did not perform the Three Thousand Nirvana Gong, and at this moment, he touched his hand lightly on the tip of his nose, and the dragon responded in disguise, and immediately broke through the weakest layer above Gu Liangji's sword net.

See that weakest point. Yang Ze smiled slightly, and his qi suddenly covered his entire arm, and then he leaned out towards the sword net without hesitation, grabbed the weakest torrent in the sword net, like grabbing a tangible fishing net, pulled it down, the entire sword net, fell apart..., tearing the sword net apart, Yang Ze stood in front of Gu Liangji.

Unscathed!

The waves of sword qi that were torn apart were stirring in all directions, but when they came to the Son of Dezhao, they were all forced to disperse by an invisible wall.

Between these surging waves, Yang Ze stood still and stood still.

The entire people in the imperial study fell into a long silence in front of this scene

The lights are bright and the fireworks are constant. It's already a dark blue night, but the royal city is still so carnival. People get drunk with glasses to each other on the side of the street. In the new red house by the Danube, men hug each other with the warm fragrance of nephrite. In an ordinary family, a few members of the family listened to the soldiers who had returned home talk about the great victories on the battlefield, and the figures in the lights laughed and laughed.

At this moment, in a huge mansion in Shanglin City, the red lantern has stretched to the street outside the mansion gate.

The housekeepers at the door stood outside the door and looked left and right, and the maids also went out from time to time to look. Even the relatives in the various rooms who gathered in the courtyard of the mansion looked a little absent-minded. From time to time, I looked towards the gate of the house. There is always a bit of panic. However, they were not restless, at least the girl Yu Shao, who traveled with Yang Ze and named Song Zhen and Zong Shou, became the guest of honor in the Qichun Marquis Mansion!

The uncle and aunt took Song Zhen's hand and asked for warmth, knocking on the side to ask about the relationship with Yang Ze and the like, completely ignoring Song Zhen's besieged and helpless look in his eyes. What's more, Song Zhen found that in that corner, a woman had been silently looking at herself, and when she knew that it was Yang Ze's mother Cheng Ying, she had an indescribably strange feeling

Until the moon is high, the barred drinkers in the restaurant in the distance are already drunk, but they are still babbling and fighting. The family at the door began to be so excited that his shoulders trembled, and then he almost fell and stumbled into the door, rushing into the courtyard, and the relatives in the original courtyard, men and women, all stood up in unison at this time.

Jia Ding almost bit his tongue, stammered to the door of the mansion, and said, "The third prince has returned from the palace."

A carriage stopped outside the gate with a "quack!" sound.

And from there the voice came.

The young man, who was tall and now a little strange, walked into the door under the guidance of Yang Weiming, who also entered the palace for a banquet, and was a scholar and uncle of His Majesty's close ministers.

At this moment, countless familiar people, countless familiar faces that have experienced ups and downs in the past three years but are still familiar, appeared in the field of vision. Cheng Ying, the mother who lost control early with tears, and Yang Hongyuan, the father. The proud and smiling second uncle Yang expedition. Xue Ran, who looks delicate under the night. Liu Qian, who has been resolute and mature after the war. The noble aunt Wang Nan. His hair is loose and his body is burly, but his smile is like a sunflower-like lionheart marquis Yang Ye

All the people of the Hou Mansion. All the people who have witnessed Yang Ze's growth and make noise are now here, and there are a lot of them.

looked at the taller and more handsome young man in front of him than three years ago.

No one is more intimate than the youth in front of you, and yet no one is more alien than the youth in front of you.

Cousin Xue Ran was dressed in a goose yellow light shirt outlining a more and more outstanding demeanor, and finally spoke first, with a gentle smile in her moist eyes, "Yang Ze, you are home." ”

Then Yang Ze was overwhelmed by countless people in these mansions

The third uncle forced him to drink with a loud voice. The uncle got up and had the elegant persuasion of a famous man. Uncle Wang Nan pinched his face vigorously, twisting left and right, just like when he was a child. The old marquis Yang Ye didn't say too much, just burly his body, listened to everyone ask Yang Ze about all kinds of things, and then drank the best wine soup in the industry of Qichun Houfu with a big bowl.

Liu Qian wanted to represent Yang Ze, who was not present at this time, and the three eldest brothers drank and guessed with him. Xue Ran waited aside, pouring wine for Yang Ze from time to time. Pretty faces occasionally can't help but smile. ..., Yang's father, Yang Hongyuan, was already stunned and smirked on the sidelines and looked at his son who has now returned from training and has grown up. Cheng Ying kept wiping her tears, serving Yang Ze a bowl of chicken soup from time to time, and constantly nagging him to remind him not to just drink wine and drink some soup to pad his stomach.

The banquet lasted until the eastern sky turned white. The people were drunk, and they fell down, and there were also those who went back to their rooms to rest. Yang Ze naturally didn't want to see his mother guarding him, so he asked Yang's father to take Cheng Ying back to rest first.

sent his parents into the courtyard, and put the drunk Zongshou into the bed in his room, and when he turned around, he saw Song Zhen standing on the green tiles, clothed in the glow of the stars.

Yang Ze sighed, went up to the roof, sat down next to her, and patted the place beside him.

Song Zhen was slightly stunned, then leaned over, ignoring the green moss on the green tile, and sat down.

This moment is like an immortal descending to the earth. Smelling the body fragrance of her gauze skirt, Yang Ze felt as if he had drunk too much wine and felt dizzy.

Song Zhen's voice sounded, "Don't worry." I'm not here to remind you to come with me, and it seems like I don't need to. ”

"How do you say that?" Yang Ze was slightly stunned.

Song Zhen looked at him, but at such a close distance, seeing the light and shadow and outline on her face, Yang Ze's heart trembled inexplicably, believing that as long as he was a normal man, he would be so amazing if he was so close to Song Zhen at this time.

"Tianxu has already contacted me and come to take you away, and they have already set off in the day of their arrival, which is your last days in Daye. Song Zhen said softly.

Yang Ze was slightly stunned, and finally came. Could it be that his real relationship with the little master is about to be exposed by the Tianxu elders?

"I suddenly understand a little, why did you risk being killed at that time, but you also went down to the heavenly ruins to save Daye, that is, you saved these people" Song Zhen's starry gaze fell on the Qichunhou Mansion below, and between those remnants, there was still a whisper. This banquet, up to the old marquis, down to the brothers of each family, most of them were drunk. This should be the fastest thing to live in the ten years of the Qichun Marquis Mansion.

It's just a pity that the eldest cousin Yang Yun, brother and sister-in-law Dong Ning, eldest brother Yang Que, and second brother Yang Wenyuan are either unable to participate in the celebration of this rare gathering because they are not on the itinerary or because they are in the empire thousands of miles away at this time.

Yang Ze looked at Song Zhen's beautiful side face. For the first time, I felt the tenderness in her eyes. I thought that as long as she wasn't cold, she was shouting all day long to arrest herself back for sanctions, which was actually very cute.

It's just more things, hiding her kindness and simplicity very deeply.

This made Yang Ze can't help but have the idea of wanting to dig her out clearly. It's like facing a beautiful girl, and the first thing you think about must be how to strip her clothes. The words are not rough.

"To a certain extent, you saved them," Yang Ze said.

Song Zhen looked into the distance, and Shanglin City was displayed in their field of vision, and this scene was extremely clear. Three years ago, when Yang Ze was still the king of the capital, he was often like this, looking at this Shanglin City. And three years ago, I never imagined that three years later, there would be a girl next to me overlooking the city with me.

"I went to the ruins when I was six years old. But before entering the Heavenly Ruins, I still remember the feeling of being called parents, and I also have relatives, excellent playmates. But a catastrophe, a war that swept all this, and after that, I survived the scorched earth corpses. The corpses around me are all my relatives, because they are very impressed, so I have never forgotten them, until now, sometimes I will be awakened by such a dream and even hear thunder, so I can't sleep all night, so I practice desperately, just so that one day, such a tragedy will not be repeated, but I understand that such a tragedy will not be repeated. Because everything no longer exists, there is nothing left, so there is simply nothing to lose. Yang Ze turned his head to look at Song Zhen in shock, he originally thought that she was the kind of woman who was completely brainwashed by Tianxu, grew up in Tianxu since she was a child, was brought up by a kind master, taught martial arts, and then became a treasure held in the palm of the hand by people in Tianxu.

But I didn't expect that this powerful woman, this girl who could trample Lei Donglai, the sect leader of one of the ten major sects, to the ground with one kick. I often wake up from my own nightmares. Frightened by the thunder of the collision of natural cumulonimbus clouds, does this make you want to laugh out loud, or is it sad?

She has nothing.

Song Zhen lifted her hand sleeves, and the reverie white jade arm continued to show along the cuffs, until at the shoulder, she saw a sinuous scar, which appeared dazzlingly and incongruously on her ice muscle and jade skin.

But Song Zhen showed him a shallow and beautiful smile, "When I crawled out of the scorched earth that day, I only had one hand left, and then it was the master who found me and continued the broken arm for me." And I asked to keep the scar, because there are some things, if you forget them, you really have nothing. ”

A gray and delicate girl, who was cut off by the killing of the disaster, was protected by her relatives with her life, and then until the killing was far away, the god of death disdained and left, only to get up from the environment full of blood and corpses, with one hand to pick up the lifeless bodies of familiar people around her, with slender feet to open and press the bodies of her relatives, stubborn survival, stubborn and simple in order to live. This is just a scar that does not want to heal, so how deep is the scar in her heart?

Song Zhen looked at the Qichunhou Mansion below, probably after drinking Tanggou Dayin, so his face was slightly red, and he muttered softly, "So today in your home, it is like the relatives who used to be by my side have never left."

The evening breeze blew, blowing the girl's body fragrance, but it was peaceful and peaceful.

Yang Ze didn't know how to comfort her, just looked at her slender and white arm, saw the dazzling scar, hesitated for a moment, and then gently stretched it out.

Song Zhen seemed to see him through, with a drunken look in his eyes that was charming, "Don't touch me, otherwise you will bear the consequences." ”

Yang Ze's outstretched hand in the air paused, and then advanced, touching her skin. It was draped over the back of her hand. The warm and smooth sensation hits and is surprisingly smooth.

Song Zhen really drank a lot of wine, and sometimes, no one would be willing to force out the strength of the wine, so her head slowly fell to the side. Yang Ze was startled, and hurriedly hugged her lazily, and as soon as he intervened, he let her head against the edge of his chin.

Yang Ze didn't dare to move for a long time, sniffing her hair, and he didn't know how long it was, so he seemed to fall asleep.

The first rays of morning light rose, and the warm feeling shone on his body, Yang Ze was wrapped in warmth, opened his eyes, and the glow shone on the forest. And he was still on the roof, but his surroundings were empty, and only the fragrance on his body remained.

But immediately, Yang Ze felt a hot pain in his face.

Facing the morning light, Yang Ze touched his cheek with obviously five red finger prints, and couldn't cry or laugh in pain, "What kind of trouble is this?"

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Put everyone in the family on the plane to go on a trip. I was the only one who stayed. Three watches in the middle of the night, still struggling.

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