The sunset hangs the shadow of the twin towers, and the evening breeze blows away the smoke of thousands of homes.

Yu Qixiang took Xu Wugui and Hao Yaoluo to wander the streets together.

With a pure smile on her face, the girl looked at the lights of the houses on both sides of the street at dusk.

In this shop, a family of three boiled fish, and the aroma of osmanthus wafted out, a happy scene for the whole family.

In another small courtyard, the father of the family was disciplining the children who had escaped from the private school today, and the children were crying, but Yu Qixiang smiled even more happily.

Not far away, the single mother was washing clothes by the Zhutai River, and the evening was not a good time to wash clothes, and there was a little daughter standing beside her, wrapped in thick cotton clothes, looking at her mother pitifully.

"I'm going to see your uncle tomorrow, and if you get your clothes dirty at this time, I won't take you with me if I don't do it tomorrow."

"Mother, I didn't mean to......

........

Thousands of fireworks are also like thousands of scenes, falling into the eyes of Yu Qixiang and Xu Wugui.

Although Xu Wugui was young, his eyes became a little lonely when he saw this thick fireworks, but he was stubborn and didn't say a word.

At this time, Mao Yaoluo was only the size of his thumb, sitting on Xu Wugui's shoulder, he didn't care about this, he just stared at his legs and counted the stones on his body.

I like to watch these the most or Yu Qixiang.

Every day, he pulls Xu Wugui to the street, and after playing, he eats some famous snacks of Taixuanjing, and occasionally goes to see the famous scenery of Xuandu.

She also likes Xu Wugui and Hao Yaoluo very much, and plays with them every day, this Candlestar Mountain Great Sage who once entered the Dragon Palace, slayed the Dragon King, and made a big storm in the sky, in the final analysis, is just a fifteen-year-old girl, her mood is not mature, and she also likes to play, and occasionally misses her distant relatives, or has some reluctance to give up on this world.

That's why.

Yu Qixiang, who has lived in the small courtyard of Lujing for half a month, has become even more greedy for fireworks in the world.

Especially when she sees the reunion everywhere in the streets and alleys of this market, she always thinks in her heart, if her father is not the king of Chong'an, the leader of the martial arts in the world, and her mother and brother are also like the honest people in Taixuanjing, there is a small courtyard in the family, or there are a few tiled houses, and a family of four is guarding the years and months, guarding happiness and health, how good would it be?

The strife of the world has nothing to do with them.

But Yu Qixiang thought about it for a while, and then remembered those tragic situations in the Beique Dragon Palace, and hesitated a little in his heart.

"If I am not the daughter of King Chong'an, if I hadn't dreamed of Gu Shooting God, then the teacher's blood feud would be gone, and the people who died in the Beique Dragon Palace could only turn into unjust souls after all, drowning in the Beique Sea Dragon Palace, and no one would think of them in their lives."

Just like in the three states of Chong'an, Yu Qixiang also turned his back on the people in it, shouldered the duties of the county lord, and went into battle to kill the enemy.

Yu Qixiang always felt in his heart that since he had done something wrong, he would have to pay the price, but the vast Dragon Palace was full of people's heads, and the evil Dragon King never blessed the people with good weather, but only ate people, and the court did not control much, so someone had to come forward and take care of it.

And she is the daughter of the king of Chong'an, many soldiers in the three states of Chong'an fought bravely, and the men sacrificed countless people, just to protect this countless people.

But if ...... These people will eventually fall into the belly of the dragon and be crushed by the sharp dragon teeth, and the warriors who die outside the border will have no point in dying.

"Fortunately, I am the daughter of King Chong'an, and I can kill a dragon king in this life, which can be regarded as earned."

Yu Qixiang pursed his lips and returned to the courtyard with Xu Wugui and Hao Yaoluo.

Today's weather was originally good, with clear skies and few clouds, which seemed to welcome the arrival of spring.

It's just that it's approaching the night, but a large dark cloud comes from nowhere, and the black clouds cover half of Taixuanjing, so the night seems darker and darker.

There are no stars and moons in the sky, and the black pressure is overwhelming, which looks quite depressing.

Yu Qixiang ate the dinner prepared by Qingyue, read a book with Xu Wugui for a while, and played with Mao Yaoluo for a long time

Pearl.

It's just that today is different from the past, and the smile on Yu Qixiang's face seems a little far-fetched.

She looked at the sky from time to time, only to feel that under the heavy dark clouds, there was a pair of eyes full of murderous intent, which fell directly on her, as if to easily crush her bones and scatter ashes.

But there was no fear in Yu Qixiang's eyes, and she never regretted what she did at the beginning.

It's just that........

Yu Qixiang looked at the yellow flower planted with Qingyue in the courtyard more than ten days ago, and then looked at this warm courtyard, feeling a little reluctant in his heart.

The displacement for most of the past six months has made Yu Qixiang feel very homesick.

It wasn't until she came to this Taixuanjing and entered Lu Jing's courtyard that she was accompanied by Qingyue, Mao Yaoluo, Xu Wugui, Pei Yingui, and Han Cai every day, that she felt a little more stable in her heart.

The shadow of the long time still weighed on the girl, making her breathless.

And the arrival of dark clouds after today made Yu Qixiang a little worried.

She thought for a while, quietly entered Qingyue's room, and left a hairpin for Qingyue.

The hairpin was given to her by her brother, and she thought that when she was in time, her mother would personally pull up her hair for her, and she could use this hairpin.

"I don't know if my brother's pain is better."

Yu Qixiang thought like this in his heart, and left a jade pendant for Xu Wugui and Hao Yaoluo, and then walked out of Qingyue's house.

She sat in the courtyard and waited for a long time, and Lu Jing, who had been studying and practicing in the study building, finally came back.

"Why didn't you go out to see the night view of Xuandu today?"

Lu Jing was a little surprised when he saw Yu Qixiang sitting in a daze in the courtyard, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you in the past few days, I go out early and return late every day, if the princess is here, I will definitely supervise your schoolwork."

Children should play and play, but they should not be too unscrupulous."

Yu Qixiang came back to his senses, some disapproval flashed in his eyes, and said, "Mr. Jing, if you calculate carefully, you are only two years older than me and me, and in the end, you can only be regarded as slightly older than the child."

Lu Jingxiao looked at Yu Qixiang and said, "Although I am only two years older than you, I am your mother's friend, if you really want to count carefully, you still have to call me uncle."

Yu Qixiang was stunned, looked at the young and excessive "uncle" in front of him, and asked patiently, "Mr. Jing, why can you become friends with my mother? You're a lot older, and my mother isn't really sociable, and she hasn't had many friends over the years."

Lu Jing looked at the flowers blooming in the courtyard, and then looked at Qingyue, who was squatting in the kitchen far away, as if grinding some medicinal powder.

Qingyue saw Lu Jing coming, her eyebrows were like a crescent moon, and she was waving towards Lu Jing.

If it was a weekday, Lu Jing would definitely rush out when he came to Qingyue.

But today, Qingyue also noticed that Yu Qixiang was wrong, and now that Yu Qixiang was talking to Lu Jing, she was just watching from afar, and you didn't come to disturb her.

Lu Jing smiled at Qingyue, and then replied to Yu Qixiang: "There are all kinds of people in this world, and there are all kinds of fate, your mother and I are actually two kinds of people, the reason why we can become friends is maybe because of fate, maybe because we should be friends.

In fact, these ...... You don't have to think about it, just remember that I'm your Uncle Lu Jing. 「

Yu Qixiang wrinkled his nose and said, "Mr. Jing, you think too well, you are only two years older than me, and you want me to call you uncle?" It's impossible."

Lu Jinghun didn't care, and said, "It's up to you, if he has the opportunity one day, we will see your mother together, be careful and be disciplined."

Yu Qixiang shook her head fiercely, her two braids wandered in the air, looking extremely reluctant, but the nervousness in her eyes and the confusion about the road ahead were much less.

"It's also good luck, there is a good friend of Mr. Lu Jing in this Taixuanjing, but it's just ...... I'm afraid he won't be able to see my mother with me."

Yu Qixiang thought like this in his heart, but said in his mouth, "Mr. Jing, the reason why I am waiting for you in the courtyard today is actually to say goodbye to you."

Yu Qixiang's tone clearly revealed some reluctance.

Mao Yaoluo, who had been wandering in the dirt of the flower garden, suddenly poked his head out.

Qing Yue's action of grinding medicinal powder in the kitchen also stagnated slightly.

Lu Jing frowned and asked, "Where are you going?" Baili seniors have not left the palace yet, do you want to go back to Candlestar Mountain by yourself?"

Yu Qixiang said: "I won't go to Candle Star Mountain, there are good people and annoying people among the great saints in Candle Star Mountain, I am ready to go home."

Lu Jing didn't interject, just looked at Yu Qixiang. Yu Qixiang lowered his head and said, "Sister Qingyue's food is delicious, better than those old men in the army in the house, Mao Yaoluo can become as big as the house, but on weekdays, he is like a kitten, very docile, I remember that I wanted to be such a cat earlier."

It's just that one year there was a shortage of food and grass in the three states of Chong'an, and the cats and dogs within a radius of 500 miles were eaten, and the idea of raising cats was gone.

Although Xu Wugui is younger, he is more sensible than me, he studies hard every day, and he has been practicing a qigong method these days, smoothing out his own qi and blood, he always thinks that he will travel the world like Sister Pei in the future, or become a teacher and educate people like you. 「

"Sister Pei and Sister Hancai have very different personalities, but they are equally kind......

Yu Qixiang counted his fingers and chattered.

Until the end, Yu Qixiang looked at Qingyue in the kitchen and said sincerely: "Mr. Jing, when you have leisure in the future, you can also come to Chong'an Sanzhou, although it is more dangerous, but there are many beautiful scenery to see, such as a rape flower growing in the Nine Plains.

Every time it blooms, it is a sea of yellow flowers, and there is no end in sight, and it is like being wrapped in golden clouds, which is very beautiful. 「

Lu Jing stood by the garden, listening to Yu Qixiang speak.

Yu Qixiang lowered his head and kept introducing the beautiful scenery of Chong'an Sanzhou.

From the sea of flowers to the cloud mountain, to a poplar forest, there are valleys where melons can grow, and caves where I heard that unicorns haunt you........

She seemed to be introducing Chong'an Sanzhou to Lu Jing, and seemed to be recalling the beauty of her hometown.

She said for a long time, but her eyes were full of tears.

But this girl has a strong nature, because there are tears in her eyes, but she refuses to look up, and finally returns to the house under the cover of night.

Lu Jing looked at Yu Qixiang's back: "This girl is indeed homesick."

He thought to himself.

The thick, dark clouds in the sky were constantly flowing.

Lu Jing raised his eyes and felt that there was a creature that seemed to be born with some kind of coercion, and when he wandered in the sky, all kinds of magical powers came into being, circulating around him.

Lu Jing thought in his heart.

It seems that it was the legendary Taichu Dragon Monarch who entered the Xuandu.

At this moment, Lu Jing, who originally wanted to go back to the main house, suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly, and he said a few words to Qingyue, and then turned around and went out.

Walking out of the deep and silent empty mountain alley, under the flickering lights of Yanglu Street, there are two figures standing.

The two figures stood side by side, looking at Lu Jing from afar.

One of them, Lu Jing, was quite familiar, and he had already seen it when he was in the Flower Pavilion before, it was Chu Yeshan, the doctor of the Guozijian of the Chu State Mansion.

At this time, Yuye Mountain was still dressed in a gray robe, and his rugged face coupled with his burly body made it difficult to think that this was a scholar who had learned well.

He saw Lu Jing coming and saluted Lu Jing from afar.

The identity of Mr. Lu Jingshulou can make the vast majority of readers sincerely respect from their hearts.

Even if the Duke of Chu Guo was standing behind the Seven Princes, Chu Yeshan had also made a statement to the Seven Princes, and the Duke of Chu Guo also sent strong people to kill Lu Jing, including Chu Yeshan.

But although he is an opponent, Chu Yeshan still has respect for Lu Jingxin.

And next to Chu Yeshan, another person dressed in a black brocade robe, with two dragon horns on his head, and a kind of majesty in his eyes, looked at Lu Jing who slowly walked out of the empty mountain lane, and said nothing.

"Mr. Lu Jing

。」

Chu Yeshan saw Lu Jing coming, he still had a heroic smile on his face, he stepped forward and said, "Yeshan came here today because he was entrusted by the Seventh Prince to hand over an invitation to Mr. and invite him to come to the banquet of the opening of the mansion in a few days.

The 20th day of the first lunar month.......

It was the day when the Seven Princes opened their mansions.

The Seven Princes, who had been thinking about it for nine years in the middle of the bamboo gate, finally wanted to walk out of the Taixuan Palace and open a mansion.

Chu Yeshan spoke, but he still held an invitation in his hand.

Lu Jing took the invitation and opened it carefully, but saw that only numbers were written on the invitation.

"Please Mr. Lu Jing come to the mansion on the day of the opening of the mansion."

"Yu Xuanlou."

Although there were not many words on this invitation, when these words fell into Lu Jing's eyes, Lu Jing's expression changed slightly.

There are more than 20 characters in this area, and they are all written by Lu Jingcao.

Since Lu Jing became famous, Lu Jing's cursive script has become popular in Taixuanjing, and I don't know how many dignitaries and nobles are looking for Lu Jing's calligraphy, and they are coming to the tomb every day, wanting to get a little charm.

Therefore, Lu Jing's cursive script is also called Jingti.

There are countless people who copy the scenery, but there are very few who can get the charm of it.

But the words on today's invitation really have the sharp sword intent, the horizontal momentum of the pen generation, and the continuous atmosphere of pen and ink, and there is a bit of sincerity in Lu Jing.

And to remove these ....

In the last paragraph, Yu Xuanlou is still implied with surging killing intent, and the continuous killing intent is mixed in every pen and ink, and the pen and ink are like knives and swords, as if they want to turn into a sword and sword rain to wipe away Lu Jing's life.

And this Yu Xuanlou is the name of the Seven Princes.

"In the sharp pen and ink, it seems to be mixed with the thunder of the future, and the words of the Seven Princes are not bad."

Lu Jing praised, and changed his words and said: "The thunder is full of killing machines, but it stopped abruptly, the Seven Princes specially handed over this invitation, do they want to discuss with me the way of killing the primordial gods?"

Yu Ye Shan also replied very calmly: "Sir, the Seventh Prince has been in Zhuzhong for a long time, and Mr. has become more and more famous in the past six months, but he has never seen you, which is why ...... He will write this invitation in his own hand, and wants to invite you to go to the house and talk to you. 「

Chu Yeshan said this, paused for a moment, and then said: "The Seventh Prince will wait for you in the mansion, if Mr. can come, it will be the best, if Mr. can't come, the Seventh Prince will toast you with wine."

Lu Jing was thoughtful.

On the side, another person with dragon horns looked over Lu Jing and landed directly in the empty mountain alley.

"Yu Qixiang has been living with you for many days?"

The man carried his hands behind his back, and the dragon scales between his neck still shone with a strange brilliance.

His eyes were indifferent, looking at Yanglu Street and Kongshan Lane, as if he was looking at an ordinary world, and he was a high immortal.

An innate power is mixed in with it, accompanied by a bloodline coercion that can make all things bow down.

Chu Yeshan, who was on the side, heard this person speak, and saw that Lu Jing didn't answer, so he took the initiative to laugh and said, "Mr. Lu Jing, this is Prince Xuanwei of Taichonghai.

He happened to be a guest in Que Chong, and today I came to deliver the invitation, and he also wanted to see the demeanor of Taixuanjing's white-clothed leader, so he came with me."

Lu Jing was about to speak.

The Prince of Xuanwei frowned, and said to Chu Yeshan on the side: "I have already seen this so-called Taixuanjing Young Leader, Xiao Guogong, I just want to take a look today....... when the central Taichong Dragon Monarch has entered the Xuandu, and the eyes of the dragons in the world have fallen on Taixuanjing, where is this Yu Qixiang?"

Chu Yeshan and Prince Xuanwei stood side by side, but they didn't care about what the prince of the Central Taichong Dragon Palace said. Lu Jing raised his eyebrows, glanced up and down at Prince Xuanwei, and said, "Prince Xuanwei? Ten days ago, we met once. 「

Ten days ago, Lu Jing went to find Nanfeng to sleep and drink, and on the way, there were changes in wind and clouds, and there were turbulences, and a dragon watched him through the clouds.

That dragon is none other than Prince Xuanwei.

Thinking about it carefully, Prince Xuanwei was still a little depressed in his eyes at that time

It seems that Lu Jing has let him down.

Prince Xuanwei looked at the Wind Calling Sword and the Rain Calling Sword on Lu Jing's waist, and saw the white clothes on Lu Jing's body, but he frowned, and said, "Sir, you are the Tianjiao of Taixuanjing, and you have the authority to enforce the law, but now you are taking in a key criminal who slaughtered the Dragon Palace, have you ever thought that this is not appropriate?"

Prince Xuanwei stood under the lamplight, his body looked extremely tall, he looked down at Lu Jing, and his indifferent gaze fell on Lu Jing's body as if it turned into a violent wind, blowing the white clothes on Lu Jing's body.

When Lu Jing heard Prince Xuanwei's words, his face showed some surprise, and he asked, "Prince Xuanwei is from Taichong Sea?" Prince Xuanwei was silent.

Lu Jing asked again, "The Taichong Dragon Palace is the head of the Five Directions Dragon Palace, and the rest of the Four Dragon Kings are respected by the Taichong Dragon King, can the Taichong Dragon Palace know that the Dragon King of the Beique Sea has cultivated a blood array with the order of ordinary beings, and wants to extend his lifespan with this?"

Lu Jing remained silent, but his eyes fell on Prince Xuanwei, observing the many subtle expressions on Prince Xuanwei's face.

But he never thought that Prince Xuanwei nodded calmly and said, "The Dragon King of Beique was once stabbed by General Bahu, and was seriously injured, and he has been suffering for hundreds of years, but after all, he can't escape the fate of losing his vitality and about to fall.

Because of this, my Taichonghai Grand Prince gave him the method of prolonging his life, wanting to make him continue his life and maintain the Beique Sea without losing, so there is that blood array."

Chu Yeshan on the side was a little surprised, and couldn't help but turn his head and look at Prince Xuanwei.

Prince Xuanwei seemed to think that this kind of thing was quite normal, and there was not the slightest discoloration on his face. Lu Jing, who originally wanted to detect the truth of this matter from Prince Xuanwei's expression, couldn't help but squint his eyes.

His face was as usual, and he asked, "Ordinary beings also have lives, families, and many fateful feelings that involve the world.

If they die just to prolong the life of the dragon king, I'm afraid they won't be willing to do it in their hearts, right? 「

When Prince Xuanwei heard Lu Jing's inquiry, he glanced at Lu Jing and said, "Lu Jing, I have been in Taixuanjing for a few days, and I have also seen your three thousand words.

But I think your remarks are quite ridiculous, and although some masters and sons are stunned, they also ignore the facts."

"There are all the spirits in the world, and there are naturally extremely noble people among people, and that is the many adults who stand on high places in Taixuanjing.

They turned their hands into clouds, covered their hands into rain, and the huge Dafu Dynasty ran with their own minds, which was naturally indescribably precious.

However, the vast majority of people are lowly people, they are unable to cultivate, they can only work all day long, mediocre all their lives, just to change their stomachs. 「

"What good is it for these men to live in the world? Entering the Beique Sea Dragon Palace, turning into a part of the blood array, and continuing the life of the Dragon King, can play a great role."

"Lu Jing, you mentioned in your three thousand words, everyone has a life, but there are people with noble lives, and there are also people with cheap lives! A lowly person is like a mustard, if you cut off a stubble, you will naturally give birth to another stubble, and how can their lives be compared with the lives of dragons?"

Prince Xuanwei did not hide his words, he tilted his head sideways and looked at Lu Jing in front of him, and his words were extremely direct.

"Lu Jing, although you came from an ordinary background and were once expelled from the Taixuanjing Mansion, you have now crawled out of the lowly dirt, and you have your own nobility.

You should not classify yourself as one of the same kind as those who are lowly, or you will become an outlier in the eyes of many of your kind, and you will get into a lot of trouble."

At this point, Prince Xuanwei's voice became a little colder, and he looked at the empty mountain alley: "Since the Dragon King of the Beique Sea has fallen, the noble dragon in the world cannot die in vain, even if she is the daughter of King Chong'an, she must be repaid with blood.

Lu Jing...... I heard that you have an old relationship with the princess, but I hope to see you at the banquet of the opening of the Seven Princes, you should not be in this troubled water. 「

Lu Jing listened calmly all the time, and occasionally there was a look of contemplation in his eyes.

Until Prince Xuanwei finished speaking.

Lu Jing finally asked, "But I don't know, how many people have died if the Dragon King of the Beique Sea wants to prolong his life?"

Prince Xuanwei waved his hand, as if he was a little tired of Lu Jing's question: "If they are dead, they will die, who will count their numbers?"

A smile appeared on Lu Jing's face, and he nodded, "That's right, the high-ranking dragon genus has only killed tens of thousands of small people, so how can you count their number? It's too much trouble."

At this time, Chu Yeshan also frowned, looking at Prince Xuanwei beside him.

Vaguely, even Chu Yeshan felt that Prince Xuanwei's attitude towards mortals was a little disgusting.

This is equivalent to not caring at all, just like people walking on the road, not knowing that they have stepped on a few ants, which makes Chu Yeshan, who has always been heroic, also feel some discomfort in his heart.

After Lu Jing finished saying what Fang Cai said, he just exhaled a breath of turbidity, still with a smile on his face, and turned around and walked towards Kongshan Alley.

Prince Xuanwei looked at Lu Jing's back, and for some reason, in this short moment, he actually sensed some of the charm of the world's sword armor from Lu Jing's back.

This made Prince Xuanwei momentarily stunned.

Since he shook his head slightly, he dispelled many thoughts in his mind, and said to himself: "The difference is so far that it must not be compared."

He still remembered that when the magic and the white deer crossed the sky, at the end of the South China Sea, a sleeping old dragon opened its eyes and bowed to the man walking in the void.

The Great Candle King on the Iron Blood Throne spread out his hands and said, "Under my command, you can look down on the heavens and the earth with me."

The Master, who had already ascended to the heavens, also laid down his pen and ink from the sky and exclaimed.........

The whale has not swallowed the sea, and the sword qi has fallen!

At this time, the young man in the distance was also dressed in white like the sword armor in the world, but in Prince Xuanwei's heart, the two were different.

Lu Jing returned to Kongshan Lane and entered his own courtyard again, but frowned again.

"Where's Qixiang?" He asked Qingyue.

Qingyue said, "I just went back to the house."

Lu Jing glanced at the side room, didn't say anything, but smiled softly at Qingyue, and said, "Brother Fengmian invited me to drink today, you rest early, and you will go to Mr. Eleven's tomorrow."

There were still many messages echoing in his mind.

[The big murderer: anger the world's dragons...... Honored Qing Ming Ge [Dragon Slayer]. 】...…

On this night, a lot will happen in Taixuanjing.

The clouds and mist in the sky were black and heavy, as if a storm was brewing.

In the Taixuan Palace, a middle-aged man dressed in silver armor with the power of heaven and earth in his eyes opened and closed, was sitting opposite the hundred miles of breeze with a free and easy-going face.

The two sat opposite each other, and the middle-aged man was silent.

Baili Qingfeng smiled and handed the red gourd on his waist to the middle-aged man.

Nan Xuehu is in the Nanguo Mansion, but he feels a little worried in his heart, and he always feels that with Lu Jing's temperament, there will always be some turmoil.

Nan Feng Mian sat in the small pavilion, glanced at Nan Xuehu, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, there are rules in this turmoil, and since there are rules, Lu Jing will not make a special trip to die."

Nan Xuehu sighed and said, "Mr. Lu Jing has a straighter temperament, and there is no room for sand in his eyes, such a person is naturally worthy of admiration, but after all, he has to bear many dangers."

Nan Fengmian shook his head solemnly, he looked at Nan Xuehu seriously, and said, "Sometimes, in this world, doctors stand up for young people and become more magnificent."

"Some of the people in the Xuandu have to take into account the general trend of the world, some feel that the lives of those people are indeed no match for the lives of the Dragon King, and some people are busy supporting the world and defending against foreign enemies, so they don't have time to make a move.

Only the simple-minded Yu Qixiang felt that the Dragon King should not kill anyone, she killed the Dragon King and messed up the situation in Beiquehai, but she was holding a salary for the mortals in the world, if she was allowed to die alone in the spring breeze that Taixuanjing had just come......

"Not good."

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