"The spring breeze is proud, and you can see all the Chang'an flowers in one day", Master Mi understands it, how can she not understand when she has frequently performed and won awards on the international stage since she was a child.

All eyes are on him, as if he is the protagonist of this world.

At this moment, the triumphant return of the battle team.

Young Master Mi looked at the vast sea of people on both sides of the avenue, and felt that he had really realized it now, "the spring breeze is proud, and you can see all the Chang'an flowers in one day".

The entire Silver Holy City, thousands of empty alleys, and the main road leading to the Silver Holy Mountain are crowded with people on both sides of the city's main road, and the voices of people are boiling, densely packed with no less than a million people!

The students of Huashan, Huangshan, and Taishan rode white horses, followed behind the bloodstained Yingjiu in silver armor, enjoying the gaze of millions of people!

Ying Jiu is naturally a well-deserved leader, flanked by Claire and the Super King Rank Mage, behind her are the powerhouses of the Ying Family and the Eye of Freedom, and then the elite students of various universities around the world.

The robes on all of them were bloodstained, and the armor was more or less damaged in battle, but none of the citizens thought them funny, because they had a strong aura of slaughter all over their bodies!

The strong and thick murderous aura made the citizens on both sides breathe a little depressed, and they felt that something was blocking their throats and choking their necks.

At the end of the long street, there were only three people on the long steps of the mountain that the goddess had once set foot, Hua Sha and her divine charmer Paladin, and Zhang He, who was dressed in black.

Hua Sha wears a real silver robe that can only be worn during ceremonies.

This robe was given to her by His Holiness Himself, and it is of great significance.

And today, Ying Jiu will also be given a real silver robe.

Under the gaze of millions of people, and under the gaze of tens of millions of believers around the world who watched the live broadcast, she Hua Sha personally put on the second silver holy robe given by His Holiness for Yingjiu!

At this time, there was not a single cloud on the top of the Silver Sacred Mountain, and the spire of a spear was emitting an extremely dazzling silver light under the scorching sun.

Holy and immaculate, mighty all over the world, standing proudly between heaven and earth!

The Supreme Venerable stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking and watching over the entire Silver Holy City, without joy or sorrow.

"Welcome the Holy Maiden Yingjiu to go on the expedition, slay the demons and eliminate the demons, and return to the !—— in triumph," Hua Sha stood on the ninety-ninth long step, raised her right hand, and said majestically.

Her voice spread through the spread of magic, quickly spreading to every corner of the Silver Holy City, as majestic as rolling thunder, making people not think of blasphemy.

"Stop, Yingjiu is out of the ranks. Zhang He raised his hand and said lightly.

Thousands of people stopped in an instant.

Only Ying Jiuyi rode a white horse and broke away from the team and came to the first long staircase.

Behind her, there were thousands of troops.

She embodies the attention of tens of millions of people.

At this moment, she is the most watched person in the world.

After a short period of silence, millions of citizens let out a tsunami-like cheer!

A cool breeze blew through her blood-stained black hair and on her blood-crusted face.

The left side of Ying Jiu's face was badly burned, charred and black, and wisps of blood overflowed under the blood scab.

Her shattered arm hung limply at her side, and she could only hold the reins in one hand.

But in the eyes of believers, she is more beautiful, holy, and open than ever before.

The long street has long been cleaned and clean.

Hua Sha slowly walked down the long steps, and personally helped Ying Jiuxia to get off the white horse under the watchful eyes of everyone, and untied her blood-stained robe and armor.

He also changed into a real silver robe, combed her long hair briefly, and tied a silver ribbon.

Yingjiu didn't have a trace of cooperation and didn't say a word throughout the whole process.

"The Supreme Venerable is waiting for you. ”

The Supreme Venerable, who was not even Zhang He's opponent, turned around and entered the temple when Ying Jiu stepped on the first long step.

The clouds came out of nowhere, obscuring the top of the sacred mountain, and once again obscuring the spire that could penetrate the sky.

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A week later.

Master Mi returned to Ningcheng and was picked up at Ningcheng Mayor's Airport.

The pick-up procession was huge, led by the parents of Master Mi and the mayor, and the number was no less than 100 people.

Young Master Mi went on an expedition with the Holy Maiden Yingjiu, and no one in Ningcheng didn't know about it, and they all saw Young Master Mi with his blood-stained robe on the global broadcast.

Not only did he go out with the army, but he also killed more than 100 demons, and saved his classmates and comrades-in-arms several times when he was in trouble with life and death!

After being taken home, the first thing Young Master Mi did was to go out to find Zhang He, and he couldn't wait to see Zhang He.

After not seeing Zhang He in the bamboo forest, he walked on the verdant bamboo sea, and every jump would be more than ten meters away from the foothold of the previous one, light as a swift.

Young Master Mi didn't go up to the reservoir, he saw Zhang He in the valley.

Zhang He built a suspended wooden building between the valleys, and the wooden building was built with a mortise and tenon structure, without using a single nail.

The wooden building has three floors, there are corridors, pavilions, Master Mi can go up to the pavilion as long as he follows the winding wooden ladder, and he can enter the wooden building by walking a few meters from the pavilion.

Zhang He leaned against the wooden guardrail of the corridor with his arms folded on his chest, "The spring breeze is proud, I see all the Chang'an flowers in one day, I am envious, and I am happy for you." ”

"I graduated yesterday and I'm going to go to London for further studies in a while. Young Master Mi walked up to the corridor, as if he had made up his mind, and then walked in front of Zhang He.

He always knew that his mother didn't like Zhang He.

Because he is not as handsome and outstanding as the second senior brother, he is not as good as the second senior brother in any aspect.

Obviously, he didn't see Zhang He for a short time, but Young Master Mi felt like he was every other day.

Because they really didn't spend much time together in the past two years.

"Don't get too close to the Ying family and cut off all contact with them. With his elbow pressed on the guardrail, Zhang He, who was standing diagonally, said casually.

The cool breeze that poured into the valley turned the book for him, and it turned very fast and rattling.

Young Master Mi didn't speak, she looked at Zhang He, feeling that Zhang He in front of her was a little strange, not the person he knew.

After a few seconds, Zhang He's half-squinted eyes focused, as if he realized something, he looked away from the book, closed the book, and showed a smile, "Let your parents never have any contact with the Ying family, otherwise they will regret it one day sooner or later, the Ying family eats people and does not spit out bones." ”

"Next, the Ying family should send a woman to marry your brother, and your brother will definitely be very happy, because the women of the Ying family are very beautiful. ”

"Brother Zhang, family marriages are normal operations, my parents are not stupid people, I might as well tell you, how many spies there are in my family, who has been rebelled, my parents are clear. ”

Young Master Mi didn't like Zhang He to talk to him about this, and he also said it at such a superficial level.

It's a bit disappointing.

Is this thinking that he and his parents are not as smart as him?

But it was for his sake that he said this.

"I'm talking too much. Zhang He casually threw away the album.

He quarreled with Ellen because he was very heavy and abolished a group of people.

This time, he abolished them with a smile, and with a teasing mentality, he laughed the whole time and had a good time.

So Ellen, who was belated, was very angry, slapped him, punished him for not holding her for a week, and did not allow him to make love to little Christine.

"I've loved staying with you since I was a child, because you just want to be with me and be a teenager who is not lonely. ”

Young Master Mi walked into Zhang He's arms, very docile, and let Zhang He press his hand on his back waist with two charming waist sockets, even if he went further down, he would not be angry and disgusted.

After a few seconds, Young Master Mi completely relaxed, closed his eyes comfortably, completely pressed the weight on Zhang He's palm, and was supported by his buttocks into the wooden building.

He has liked to be with Zhang He since he was a child, Zhang He will take him to chase dragonflies, pick lychees, ride his shoulders, let him pull his ears and bully, and send him home when the sun sets.

A lot of times he's dirty, and he's white.

When he is with him, he will not be allowed to leave his sight.

But he liked to run away when his back was on him, and hide secretly, just to see how anxious and nervous he was, and to worry him and make him feel distressed.

One time he was really angry and slapped him in the palm of the hand, and it didn't hurt at all, but at that time he cried out with a wow. Where did he suffer the slightest grievance on him at that time, and he couldn't stand the slightest pain.

"Brother Zhang, don't be so rude, it hurts. ”

A crisp slap sounded, and Zhang He's palm slapped the young master Mi Da who was raised high backwards because he knelt on his lap, and he slapped the peach buttocks that looked extremely round.

"Bang Bang Bang—" Another heavy three slaps.

Young Master Mi was not angry at all, he lowered his head with a red face, lowered his upper body, no matter how rude his technique was, he didn't speak out loud, and he was obediently raised, like a milk cat.

He could feel that Zhang He was unhappy, and when Zhang He was unhappy, he was extremely docile.

But every account of the young master will be recorded, and after Zhang He vents his unhappiness as a domineering president, he will get it back one by one.

I don't know when, Master Mi fell asleep, and when he opened his eyes again, it was already dusk.

He shrunk into Zhang He's arms, Zhang He sat on the Taishi chair, red light spilled into the valley, and they bathed in the blood-red remnant sun.

Under the wooden building, between the valleys, the water is murmuring.

The blood-colored remnant sun made the natural peach-pink eyeshadow in the narrow corners of Master Mi's narrow eyes a little more gorgeous.

His flowing Danfeng eyes were shining with water, because he looked directly at the sky, the blood light flickered, and the red clouds were blooming, looking so lazy and noble, seductive.

Zhang He held Young Master Mi's buttocks firmly in one hand, so that he would not slip, and held an ancient book in the other, reading calmly.

Young Master Mi liked Zhang He's focused and serious appearance very much, so he used his fingers to roll up the waist-length hair that covered her face, and teased Zhang He with the ends of his hair.

Zhang He's face was expressionless, and his palm was raised.

Another slap, another crisp sound.

Zhang He wanted to turn the book, but the wind turned the book for him, and after turning the page, he went to a distant place, and he would never reunite with Zhang He.

Young Master Mi didn't seem to care about the hot stinging and burning sensation on his peach buttocks, and continued to tease him with his hair.

When he was a child, he liked to tease Zhang He with his hair when he took a nap.

teasing and teasing many times, before he knew it, he fell asleep next to Zhang He.

When he wakes up, if it is after dusk, he will be lonely, he will feel uneasy, he will feel abandoned by the world, and then he will shrink into Zhang He's arms and stay still obediently.

"Brother Zhang, what is this feather duster for?" Young Master Mi picked up the feather duster on the tea table on the side, looked at Zhang He pitifully and asked.

Zhang He smiled and closed the book.

Young Master Mi had a bad premonition.