The long-lost sun finally revealed its face, and the sun shone on this silver-covered world, which was extremely enchanting. In front of Qin Huai's grave, Murong Yi stared at the tombstone and said, "Grandpa Qin, I'm leaving, you wait, when I come back next time, I will definitely bring Xiaoxue to see you." After speaking, he resolutely turned around and walked into the distance with firm steps, leaving only a lonely back in the snow.

Qin Huai had told him that Xiaoxue should have been taken away by the people of the Holy Spirit Domain, they were now at the northernmost point of this continent, and to reach the Holy Spirit Domain, they had to go all the way south, but he still had some things to do before leaving here to go to the Holy Spirit Domain.

Fancheng, Murong Yi walked slowly on the street, Chen Guo did not capture Fancheng, and now there is still a big flag with Yan characters fluttering on the city wall. Murong Yi was just passing by, and he was going to Yanjing City, the capital of Yan Kingdom. Four days later, on the wilderness outside Yanjing City, Murong Yi, dressed in white, appeared here, in fact, he arrived in Yanjing last night. With Murong Yi's current cultivation in the late stage of Qi Enlightenment, the speed of the road has completely exceeded that of a fast horse traveling thousands of miles a day, so in just three days, Murong Yi rushed from Fancheng, a border city, to Yanjing City, thousands of miles away. Murong Yi knelt on the ground, facing a barren and overgrown tomb and said, "Dad, my mother and child are not filial, so I came to see you for so long." Are you okay over there? You have to take care of yourselves, the children are fine over here, don't worry. Also, I have avenged our family's revenge, and I have also brought you the head of the instigator behind the back, so let him accompany you in the future!" he said as he took out a human head wrapped in cloth from the storage ring and buried it silently in front of the grave. After doing this, Murong Yi said to the tomb again: "Father, mother, the child is leaving, go to a far, far place, I don't know how long it will take to see you next time, the child will miss you." ”

At this time, Yanjing City was under martial law everywhere, and groups of soldiers could be seen everywhere on the streets, and all the major city gates had been under martial law, and people were panicked in the atmosphere of slaughter. In the Yancheng Imperial Palace, a luxurious sleeping hall, the crying continued, and in the back of the bed, a stiff headless corpse lay there quietly.

An old man with a dignified face glanced indifferently at the crowd kneeling on the ground crying, turned to the guards beside him and ordered: "All martial law, not a word of news here can be transmitted." The guard on the side replied, "Yes." He turned and walked out. The old man called another guard on the side and whispered, "Inform the second prince and return to Beijing as soon as possible." The guard replied with a "yes" and turned to leave. The old man is the prince of the dynasty, the abbot of Yan State, and the grandfather of the second prince. Because Emperor Yan, who was killed by Murong Yi, was precisely because he usurped Huang Wei, who was supposed to be his brother, he knew the cruelty of the struggle for the throne, and in order to prevent a repeat of the mistakes of the past, all adult princes except the crown prince had to be released as officials. After the old man saw the guards leaving, he muttered to himself: "I hope the news can be blocked, and the second prince can return to Beijing in time." But what the old man didn't expect was that at this time, in a mansion not far from the palace, a middle-aged man with anxious eyes said to the doorman at the door: "Please pass on the prince, Wang Yang has an urgent report." This middle-aged man named Wang Yang is Murong Yi's father's old friend, the benefactor who once saved Murong Yi's life. Murong Yi rushed to Yanjing last night and infiltrated the palace to kill Emperor Yan, and then sneaked into Wang Yang's mansion in order to repay his kindness, leaving Wang Yang with a porcelain bottle of healing medicine left by Qin Huai. These medicines can be completely a panacea for Wang Yang's mortals, flesh and bones, and at the same time told Wang Yang about his assassination of Emperor Yan. Wang Yang felt like a fantasy after knowing it, after many years of official career, he already knew the cruelty of the battle for the throne, and also understood what the news meant, after a night of deliberation, he still decided to tell the news of Emperor Yan's death to the crown prince he supported, just in case.

Murong Yi gently turned the roasted yellow-orange-orange barbecue in his hand, and the aroma of the roasted meat filled the entire mountain forest, and Murong Yi had been walking in the mountains and forests for several days. And he didn't know that in the land of Yan Kingdom, because the death of Emperor Yan had staged another round of bloody storms, even if he knew, what could he do, his heart was no longer there, and he had a broader world in his heart. His gaze was determined to the south.

The place where he is now is called Endless Mountain, and the whole mountain forest is full of all kinds of wild beasts, and because the whole mountain forest seems to be endless, he has never heard of anyone walking to the other side of the mountain, so he named it Endless Mountain.

Murong Yi quietly finished eating the barbecue in his hand, gently took out a handkerchief from his arms, stared at it as if staring at his beloved lover, and gently put it into his arms after a long time. This handkerchief was given to him by Qin Xue at the beginning, since Qin Xue was taken away, he has never been willing to use it, every time he sees this handkerchief, it is like seeing Qin Xue's smile.