The four hundred years of the Shenyu calendar, the first day of the first month.

Morning.

Wearing a crown and wearing a black brocade and gold thread embroidered phoenix pattern emperor robe, Dong Yunyue is on the throne, and the civil and military forces below bow and bow nine times, shouting "Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live".

"Flat."

Eyes signaled, the imperial eunuch announced:

"There is a book, there is no book, there is no book, and the dynasty is retreat~"

Prime Minister Zuo walked out of the array and bowed down:

"Your Majesty."

"Twelve years of spring to autumn, relying on holy virtue, the four seas are peaceful, the people of thirteen states live and work in peace and contentment, and 36,000 umbrellas are specially presented to show your majesty's merits."

Dong Yunyue nodded and responded calmly:

"I'm very happy."

The left is listed, and the celebrant and the superintendent are ordered:

"Your Majesty, St. Ann."

"Yesterday, the Great Venerable of the Reverse Dust Sea Shenkong made a table, and I am willing to include the five islands of the Inland Sea into the territory of our dynasty, pay tribute to Your Majesty, and always be a god feather minister, I hope Your Majesty will be gracious!"

"Exactly."

"Your Majesty."

Another officer, who followed:

"Your Majesty..."

Because of the New Year, there are more ministers, but it is basically good news.

After the battle of Tai'an City, the Shenyu Dynasty has become a veritable Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Honor, and there will be no one who does not open his eyes and dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head.

…

Shangyang Palace.

The spirit gathering formation was running, the grass was fragrant, the flowers and butterflies were coming, and a woman in red with a good face was squatting on the edge of the pond and absentmindedly feeding the fish, looking around from time to time.

"Crunch."

The door of a room opened, she turned her head in surprise, and a green coat and coiled hair came into view, she was a little disappointed, and continued to feed the fish: "The world is invincible and retreat." ”

"Morning."

Qingyu brought a chair and sat next to the woman, holding a fishing rod in her hand, the other party fed the fish, she fished, and exchanged courtesies: "Are you waiting for the master again?" ”

"Uh-huh."

The red musk deer responded weakly: "There is also embroidered winter and spring thunder, three cultivation mad demons, I don't understand, what's so good about cultivation?" Isn't she fragrant when she sleeps with her? ”

The herring glanced at her, a red carp was hooked and released, and she pointed out, "You... Have you never been closed with your master? ”

"yes."

The red musk deer said as a matter of course:

"I don't like cultivation, you know, the master is good to me and never forces me... I heard that you all often retreat with your master? Isn't it boring? ”

The herring tried to hold back a laugh:

"Well, it's boring, with your character, I definitely can't stand it, I'll go to the master and tell Ming'er, let him don't take you with him in the future, we're enough."

The red musk deer said gratefully:

"Thank you, Sister Qingyu, you're weird."

This unlucky kid.

Qingyu shook her head with a smile, secretly rejoicing: "It seems that she really doesn't know what kind of exercises the master is cultivating, it's great, there are fewer competitors, the best of both worlds." ”

After a while.

Another door opened, Xiudong and Chunlei covered their blushing pretty faces, limping away, Chen Yi tied his hair and yawned at the same time, beckoning to the two:

"Pack your bags, let's get out of the palace."

"What are you going to do?"

"Fresh clothes and angry horses, travel the rivers and lakes."

…

The Shenyu calendar is 400 years old, and the second day of the first month.

Chen Yi hid from everyone in the palace, sneaked out of the palace with four maids, did not take the treasure chariot, did not receive the honor guard, just the five of them, walked around to see the flowers, and saw the prosperity.

In his previous life, he had a dream of traveling around the world, and he always felt that this was a very meaningful thing, so he decided to record this time.

The diary was inaccurate and was called an almanac, because he intended to record it every hundred years.

Five hundred years of the Shenyu calendar, the winter solstice.

The herring is pregnant.

凎。

I didn't expect the first time I remembered to be so exciting, but Qingyu said she didn't want children, she said she didn't like children, and asked me if I could beat them, and I agreed.

Anyway, it's a monk, and it doesn't have any effect on the body, not to mention that we're all still young, and we're parents or something, well, it's too early after all.

Amitabha, sins and sins.

Shenyu has a history of 600 years, a small summer.

A big event happened this year: Shangyang F4 infighting, fighting in the same room.

The reason was that the red musk deer discovered that my "Taishang True Explanation" was actually a double cultivation method, the so-called retreat cultivation... Ahem, she thinks herring deceived her feelings.

The musk deer asked: "Dog woman, I treat you as a sister, and you steal food behind my back?" ”

The fish responded: "I didn't." ”

Musk scolded angrily: "The facts are in front of you, and you still don't admit it? ”

The fish quibbled: "Facts aside, are you not wrong at all?" ”

The red musk deer was anxious, and he started to hit the herring, Xiudong went up to pull the bias frame, and was also beaten by her, I hugged the spring thunder and ate the melon, but the red musk deer turned the gun head to hit the spring thunder.

One to three, the red musk deer sister is mighty.

I persuaded, "Forget it, Musk, she already knows that she is wrong." ”

"Although she is in cahoots and embarrassed, she doesn't take you with her double cultivation, and she makes it clear that she doesn't treat you as a family member, alas, you are so miserable, I feel wronged for you."

However, the red musk deer didn't listen to persuasion, and in the end the two broke up, and I tried my best.

Shenyu has a history of 700 years, cold mountains and snow.

Gusu revisited the old land, met Zhao Dieer, she grew up, the book said, the woman bows her head and does not see her toes, she is already the best in the world, well, the ancients did not deceive me.

She said: "Uncle Chen, now I am at the peak of Jindan, but the realm has stopped due to demons, if Uncle Shi remembers the old feelings, can you help me make my wishes come true?" ”

The next day, we got married, and the bridesmaids were red musk deer: no way, I am naturally soft-hearted and helpful, and I can't see girls crying.

Eight hundred years of the Shenyu calendar, summer.

Unlucky! Unlucky! Unlucky! Early in the morning, he was caught and raped by Dongyun Yue in bed!

Gan Lin Niang!

This is not scientific, when can the emperor leave the palace casually?

And the outrageous thing is that she is also followed by a Zuo Prime Minister, and what is even more outrageous is that this Zuo Prime Minister is also a part-time historian, and the most outrageous thing is that I was recorded in history!

Eight hundred years of Shenyu calendar, the peach blossom sword god with one enemy five, support the wall out, fall into the wilderness and escape, the rivers and lakes spread, Chen Jianshen is not really invincible, there are still five beautiful girls in the world.

God knows how confused I am.

Nine hundred years of Shenyu calendar, mangs.

The little lady of Dongyun is finally gone, and she is followed by the imperial historian, which makes me feel a lot of pressure, and I have eaten vegetarian food for a hundred years in a row, and I can taste meat tonight.

Yi said: "Help me find Xiudong and tell her that I want to eat fish." ”

The fish said: "The fish is so cute, why eat the fish!" ”

Yu'er, Yu'er, you're the girl I can't bear to work hard in bed.

The god feather calendar is a thousand years, the spring equinox.

The second time I met Zhao Die'er, I suspected that she was following me, so I ordered Chunlei to tie her up: there must be a wave of torture to force her to find out the purpose of her stalking me.

The extorted confessions lasted for more than nine days.

The good news is that Zhao Dieer broke through the infancy, and the bad news is that she is overwhelmed and becomes ill.

Zhao Die'er is sick and refuses my visit, so she may still be angry with me.

"Butterfly."

"Uncle Shi believes that you are a strong girl, and everything will be fine."

"Amen."

Shenyu calendar 1,100 years, Gu Yu.

The fish is pregnant again.

I'm Nima!

My mentality collapsed.

Doesn't it say that the higher the realm, the more difficult it is to conceive? Are you fertile?

From today on, stay away from herring, she is an unlucky cub (the whole section is crossed out), and in the next hundred years, she will not fool around with herringfish, but instead guide the red musk deer, embroidery winter, and spring thunder practice.

Shenyu has a history of 1,200 years, Xiaoman.

Thank you.

People are in Dunhuang City, and the red musk deer doesn't know where to get a dragon robe.

Inn.

Looking at the silky red musk deer, I rebuked solemnly:

"The body of the people's daughter stealing the dragon robe, you are a big rebel, you want to punish the nine clans, you don't want to steal the dragon robe yourself, spread to Your Majesty's ears, right?"

The red musk deer's delicate body trembled, and Chu Chu was pitiful: "The son wants to follow the son as the slave and the maid, and the slave and maid are old and young in the family, please don't expose the slave and the maid." ”

Mom, she's so good!

For the sake of the red musk deer's initiative to confess her guilt and sincerity, I won't report her to Dong Yunyue, it's another helpful day, I'm really a benevolent person.

The Shenyu calendar is 1,300 years old, and the autumn equinox.

The red musk deer had a bad head.

This hundred years.

The herring fish and their families are searching for strange clothes every day, almost every day is not the same, such as the gray sweater that Xiu Dong is wearing now, with a big hole in the back.

You're wearing it backwards, fool.

I myself was adamantly against this kind of plaything, so I unsympathetically tore up the gray sweater, and then harshly educated Xiudong.

Set an example.

Saying.

Why can't men look at women's clothes, but women can't look at men's clothes?

It's not fair!

Shen Yu has been in retreat for 1,400 years, and has been in retreat with herring.

Shen Yu has been in retreat for 1,500 years and the red musk deer.

Shen Yu has a history of 1,600 years, and he retreats with embroidered winter and spring thunder.

1,700 years of Shenyu calendar, heavy snowfall.

Time flies so fast, unconsciously, it's been more than a thousand years, living a little impatient, in the past thousand years, the herring has been pregnant a total of one hundred and eight times...

Rough!

One word is enough, it's all tears, I'm tired, let's destroy.

Note: Recently, I have always heard rumors that Yu Li died in 1,800 years, so I smiled and didn't speak.

In the year 1799 of the Shenyu calendar, the month of La.

In nine days, it is the folk day of the death of the country, the white fox face is coming, his character generally does not take the initiative to find me, as soon as he comes, I know that I should die.

He took me to a place called Jiehai, where a thousand years of time is equal to one day on earth, and under the toil of day and night, I am so great that I have stopped changing the year.

…

In the year 1799 of the Shenyu calendar, December 31.

Throne room.

Dong Yunyue sat on her phoenix chair, looking down at Chen Yi who was kneeling below.

This man is my master, and now he is dying.

Chen Yi half-knelt on the ground, like a courtier, looking up at Dong Yunyue.

This man is my forbidden body and my emperor.

What to say? At this moment, there seems to be nothing more to say.

Chen Yi quietly watched Dong Yunyue, more than a thousand years ago, he personally knocked this high-ranking female emperor into the dust, trampling on her dignity to the brink.

That year, she cut the fan, he refined the qi, and the cloud and mud were different.

A hundred years later, she provided him with resources, accompanied him to make a comeback, he guarded the world for her, opened up territory for her, they depended on each other, and they were inseparable.

This year, she was still young, and he was full of gray hair.

Don't you owe each other?

These two words? Too light.

"Your body..."

Dong Yunyue, who is now the female emperor, spoke in a trembling voice.

"There is no way back."

Chen Yi replied, his expression calm.

Dong Yunyue kept taking deep breaths, trying to maintain her demeanor, but the armrests of the phoenix chair covered with cobweb cracks had already exposed her flustered heart.

Chen Yi shook his head and said softly: "There are some things that must be experienced, such as birth, old age, sickness and death, as long as it is natural, why grieve for him?" ”

After a moment of silence, he stretched out his hand to the emperor:

"Come with me."

Dong Yunyue closed her eyes and nodded heavily:

"Okay."

The sun rises in the east, and the purple air comes from the east.

A golden light, a purple glow, leaving Tai'an City, swept through the sea of dust, crossed 100,000 mountains, crossed the Burial Buddha Plateau, stopped at the top of the North Mountain, and looked endlessly.

The breeze was blowing, Dong Yunyue snuggled tightly on Chen Yi's chest, and whispered stupidly:

"There are two mes in the world."

"One sits upright in the court, worshipped by all the people, the other prostrates in a dark and damp dungeon, with a golden yoke and silver locks around her neck, she is a ingenious creature."

"You devout believer, paranoid and fanatical, cold and lowly."

"Her body, her soul, is branded with the mark of yours, satisfies your perverted ambitions, fills my filthy greed, and no one is as worthy as you and me."

"Every time my lust is driven by you, because every look of your eyes will tremble uncontrollably, it belongs to you alone, completely under your domination, and possessed by you."

"My lord, thank you for giving me joy and giving me alms..."

This passage translates as, if you return, I will not live alone.

Chen Yi sighed softly, gave up persuasion, opened his arms, and closed his eyes.

"Buzz!"

Instantly.

A pillar of light covered with golden inscriptions slowly fell, and a divine law figure drilled out of his eyebrows, overlooking the world with the posture of an invincible immortal, scattered but concentrated.

A flash.

The thirteen states of Shenyu, whether it is a monk or a mortal, whether it is a bird or a beast, all of them all raised their heads and looked up at the indistinguishable and invincible figure in the world.

Chen Yi turned around and looked at Dongyunyue: "The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, the scenery is pleasant, and the bones are good. ”

Dong Yunyue's eyes were red, and she sobbed silently, but her chin was lowered.

"Great goodness."

Chen Yi snorted lightly, the law phase shattered in an instant, and the dantian sword qi and Dao power erupted like a tide, covering the sky and the sun, dividing into four, turning white rainbow into the sun.

Dying.

He took one last look at the sky, the weather was so nice today, the sky was blue.

He suddenly thought that more than a thousand years ago, the day he and Dong Yunyue walked out of the prison side by side, it seemed that it was also a sunny weather, with beauties like jade and swords like rainbows.

In 1799, the peach blossom sword god Chen Yi sat on the top of the North Mountain.

Dying.

gave his sword intent and Dao rhyme to the four maids without reservation.

Dongyunyue calmed down her emotions and set up a tomb for Chen Yi's bones: as a mortal realm, moving mountains and mountains is naturally easy, but when it comes to the epitaph, she is stumped.

Even if you fill the entire stone tablet, you still can't remember the deeds of the other party during his lifetime.

Think about it for a long time.

She simply knocked down the old monument and replaced it with a new one, and wrote four sentences:

"Chen Jun swept Liuhe, looking at He Xiongzai."

"Swing your sword to break the clouds, and the princes will come to the west."

felt that there was still something missing, and after thinking about it, she put pen to paper and added:

"Have fun!"

The female emperor lowered her head and began to wipe her tears, sobbing silently, her eyebrows also overflowed with purple Shenxia, the green silk flew without wind, and the dragon veins of the four seas of Kyushu wailed in unison.

"The host..."

The Divine Feather Empress Dong Yunyue, sitting.

The news soon spread back to Tai'an City, the civil and military officials were overwhelmed with grief, the gate of Shangyang Palace was closed, and from time to time you could hear the discussion of the maids, as well as the sound of smashing and crying.

Following.

Shen Yu left and left purple condensation, sitting.

The twelve pavilions of Lingyan Pavilion are old, and they hang themselves.

Shangyang's big maid herring fish, hanging silk suicide.

Shangyang's second maid, Red Musk Deer, committed suicide by taking poison.

The three maids of Shangyang embroidered the winter and drew their swords to kill themselves.

The four maids of Shangyang, Chunlei, drew their swords and killed themselves.

The rest carried four bronze coffins, wore linen and filial piety, kowtowed to Beishan, and were voluntarily martyred.

Later Historical Records.

There is a dynasty god feather, Emperor Dongyun, who died in one lifetime, and the country has been in existence for 1,800 years...