The huge wedding convoy slowly walked on the land of Jingnan, and everywhere it went, all the people knelt, colorful auspicious birds soared, and the petals on the sweetgum trees flew like flocculents.

On the Green Pine Avenue, many noble and commoner families held out the feathered serpent they admired to offer to the princess. The thirteen maids who walked in front of the princess's shoulder carried a snake basket, and the basket was crowded with the feathered snake offered by the people of Jingnan.

The huge bridal convoy stopped before reaching the snow-capped mountains of Corcyra.

Corsila Snow Mountain is the sacred mountain of Jingnan country, as high as 6666 feet, is the highest peak of Jingnan country, the top of the mountain is covered with snow all year round, and the whole mountain is composed of granite, thick as iron, cold as ice.

From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, the Kosila Snow Mountain is like a condensed scenery of Jingnan country, vertically showing green grasslands, dense forests, bare granite and a silver ice and snow world.

The Kosila Snow Mountain gave birth to two rivers, one in the south and one in the north, the ice water to the north flowed into the Malan Paji River, and the ice water to the south crisscrossed the Jingnan country, circling the Shaz and continuing southward, feeding the people of the Jingnan country.

Beneath the hard granite of the Corcyra Mountains, there are several ruby caves.

This is the place where the old king of Jingnan Kingdom stopped.

Under the gloomy sky, the black rectangular royal flag hunting wind sounded, and the king of the Yejiu clan, who was wearing a crown and two black snakes on his arms, was silent. He didn't even say a word, he tried his best to straighten his diminutive body, he didn't want the people to see his pain.

Three years ago, he sent off his eldest daughter here, and he has never seen her again, a flesh and blood relative, who was sent to the gates of hell with his own hands.

And today, he will once again experience the pain of life and death.

The two black snakes on the arms of the old king of Jejiu raised their heads and spat out a voice of condolence.

The new Jingnan Great Wuzi Hai knelt in front of the sacred mountain and worshiped the mountain god, the river god, the earth god, the tree god, and the snake god. Amid the bleak sound of drums and bamboo flutes, thirteen sorcerers with totemic ornaments on their faces danced the sacrificial dance. Thirty-three young virgins danced to the song.

Phantom Shan stepped off her shoulder, knelt on the ground, and said goodbye to her homeland, her land, and her loved ones.

She took out a silk scarf and picked up the red clay on the ground, and every time the thirteen wizards struck the drum, Phantom Shan knelt down.

After a long time, my hometown has become my homeland, and I have to look back on it for a hundred years.

Phantom Shan held the red clay on the silk scarf high above her head, and then said goodbye to the four directions.

The old king of Jejiu watched his beloved daughter disappear over the shoulders of the green meadows.

When his father's motorcade could no longer be seen, two lines of tears poured down Phantom Shan's face.

The huge bridal convoy slowly climbed over the Corcyra Snow Mountain, and two great witches in black witch robes fell behind the convoy.

In the bridal convoy, a black and blue turban soldier walked up to Phantom Shan's shoulder and took the shoulder pole from the hand of a sergeant next to him. The sergeant looked at the strange black and blue turban soldier with some inexplicability, and then looked at the people around him.

But all the people were silent, and they barely saw the anomaly.

The sergeant gave up his shoulder.

The newcomer, dressed in a somewhat tight military uniform and apparently never lifted his shoulders, raised his head and squinted at the winding road ahead, not saying a word.

Sitting on the shoulder, Phantom Shan looked at the back of the newly arrived Xuanhei and Blue Turban Army in front of her, took a breath and buried her head, and the expression on her face was complicated when she raised her head again.

Phantom Shan calmly said to the sergeants: "This Corsila Snow Mountain is really beautiful, it is the most beautiful place in my Jingnan country, and even the most beautiful place in the entire Rongzhou. Let it go, I'm going to walk around and see my land one last time. ”

"No." The sergeants stopped, lowered their shoulders in unison, and tilted them slightly.

The newcomer knelt in front of his shoulder, and Phantom Shan stretched out his foot and stepped on his broad back, the man obviously unaccustomed and trembling slightly. Phantom Shan paused, then stretched out another foot and stepped on the back of the Black and Blue Turbans.

When Phantom Shan stepped on the ground steadily, the black and blue turban army got up and stood face to face with Phantom Shan.

The moment the two looked at each other, the handsome young man's eyes lit up, revealing childlike pride and joy.

This is a young man with broad shoulders and bright eyes, with blue eyes, black curly hair, and a string of golden bells tied around his waist.

"The garment is too small, he should have a nobler, more fitting armor." Phantom Shan said in her heart.

But what Phantom Shan said was: "You go to the back, I want to walk alone and see more of this Corsila Snow Mountain." ”

The young man looked a little hurt in his eyes, hesitated for a moment, but reluctantly bowed and stepped back.

After crossing the Corsila Snow Mountain, the bridal convoy came to the Moji Ferry, which is the border between Jingnan and the Dahui royal family's father-line feudal country Chester State.

Thirteen large ships carved with totems such as tigers, wolves, snakes, and birds were moored at the ferry, which were the welcoming fleets personally sent by the Emperor of the Great Hui Dynasty, Yutai Haoxiu, to welcome the new Yejiu Emperor.

Phantom Shan boarded the flotilla and stood at the bow of the boat looking back at the fading riverbank.

Among the dense clumps of reeds, there was a snot bamboo boat that seemed to float aimlessly, and the boatman sat lonely in the bow with his reed hat covering his face.

Two great witches with black hats and black cloaks stood on the shore.

The bamboo boat slowly floated to the side of the big witch, and the boatman raised his face, it was a handsome young man, with shining blue eyes, natural black curly hair, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling.

He smiled melancholy: "I just came to send the princess to marry, how can I still bring you back?" ”

The two witches bent down slightly: "Thank you for the grace of Prince Xia Fang's protection!" ”

This person is the son of the Nian De clan of the Chu Kingdom, Nian De Xia Fang. And those two big witches are Gu Xue and Banxue, their wide witch robes are hidden in swaddling clothes, and in the swaddling clothes are Ruiming and Pei Die.

"I want to marry her, but she won't; I want to swim in the red ocean, and she wants me to go boating on the Malan Paji River. How boring is that! Xia Fang muttered and threw the rope from the boat to the shore.

Gu Xue bowed her head and thanked: "Gongzi is righteous and cloudy, Princess Huanshan only wishes that Gongzi will walk the mountains and mountains, meet the water slowly, and have an auspicious life, as evidenced by the maple tree." ”

Xia Fang stretched out his hand to help Gu Xue onto the boat, and mocked: "I know, she doesn't want me to be the second Yu Fengguang, I prefer to show her!" ”

Gu Xue was shocked: "Son, don't do it!" ”

Xia Fang laughed: "Why not?!" ”