Once you settle down in one place, the sun rises and the sun comes and goes, and the idyllic environment makes the pace of life seem to slow down.

This kind of day is also leisurely for Jiang Lang, just a month has passed, two months have passed, and after staying in the Yi family for a few months.

"I can't stand it—"

In the evening, behind the Koonan Mountain Temple, Jiang Lang roared out towards the mountains, and the sound swept through the mountains, and there was a faint residual sound of dragon chanting, which frightened the animals in the mountains, and they either ran wildly everywhere or did not dare to move.

Huang Hongchuan was next to Jiang Lang, plucking his ear with a little finger.

"Why did the Dragon King of the River roar so loudly, scaring all the animals in the mountains!"

Jiang Lang roared out of his voice and then took a few deep breaths, then looked at Huang Hongchuan.

"Alas, I lost! Lost to Lao Yi and Gray Mian! ”

Huang Hongchuan took out the other ear with one hand again, and then blew his fingernails "whew~".

"Not really, it's only been a few months?"

The so-called bet can't actually be counted as Yi Shuyuan, mainly between Jiang Lang and Gray Mian, Huang Hongchuan and the land god of Xihe Village are just heard.

Jiang Lang felt that he could wait to go out with Yi Shuyuan, and this was the gambling contract, but there were no conditions attached to the gambling contract.

"Alas"

Jiang Lang was slightly depressed.

"It's only a few months, normally, sometimes I can sleep for a few months, but it's still different here, getting dressed every day, getting up, undressing, going to bed, occasionally working and eating together, day after day, day by day, it's true"

Huang Hongchuan shook his head and thought for a while.

"Maybe it's because the Dragon King is a bystander after all, and this is integrated into the life of the family in Mr. Yi, but in the Dragon King of the River, he is pretending to be integrated into the mortal dust, and for the Dragon Clan, it is like being put into a small water tank, and he is uncomfortable."

Jiang Lang smiled and looked at the other side of the hill, Yi Shuyuan also came over with firewood on his back, Xihe Village knew that he, the eldest master of the Yi family, was physically tough, and often went up the mountain to chop wood.

Gray Mian had already jumped onto Jiang Lang's shoulder.

"What's the matter, I said you can't wait for Mr. to go out!"

Jiang Lang looked sideways at the little mink on his shoulder, in this late autumn when winter was about to enter again, there were delicious foods everywhere in the mountains, and it would also be holding a fruit and gnawing on it.

Moreover, many spiritual animals and spirits in the Konnan Mountains know Gray Mian, and many times it takes the initiative to send snacks when it enters the mountain.

"Why aren't you bored?"

Gray Mian stopped his mouth and grinned a mouthful of fangs.

"Because Mr.'s life is also my life, we are really living, and you are acting in life!"

"Well said!"

Yi Shuyuan said this, and the person also arrived at the position behind the mountain temple, which became Jiang Lang, a boy in fancy clothes, accompanied by two woodcutters.

"Well, maybe mortal life is still too boring!"

Yi Shuyuan put down the burden of firewood, looked at the beautiful scenery of Kuonan Mountain in late autumn, and said with emotion.

"The life of mortals is actually not boring, even the people in Xihe Village have their thrilling."

For example, his younger brother Yi Baokang, who has undergone several changes since he was a child, is a small person in the world.

"Okay, I'll go back to Changfeng Lake, and you are welcome to come to Changfeng Lake to find me at any time."

"Do you want to talk to Baokang?"

Upon hearing Gray Mian's proposal, Jiang Lang hurriedly shook his head.

"No, no, Lao Yi will just know it on my behalf, and also, this is the cost of staying overnight during this time, I don't care about this with your friends, I can still hear the occasional discussion behind your back in private."

Yi Shuyuan spread out his hand, and in his hand was a pearl the size of a dragon's eye.

"Okay, Huang Gong Lao Yi, Jiang will take his leave!"

Jiang Lang saluted and stopped talking nonsense, shook his shoulders and shook the ashes down, and then directly turned into a dragon shadow and flew away, and there was a faint dragon chant in the sky.

Yi Shuyuan looked at the sky, then looked down at the palm of his hand, and the pearl faintly appeared.

"This thing has to be more than enough to buy the entire Yi family mansion, right?"

The dragon shadow in the sky flew farther and farther, Jiang Lang looked back in the direction of Kuonan Mountain, he was bored or bored, but in fact, it was really not to the point where he couldn't stand it, but he suddenly understood that this waiting was really not overnight.

The dragon's body spanned thousands of miles, and when it reached Changfeng Lake, it fell from the sky.

There were no stormy waves, not even too big waves, and on the fishing boat on Changfeng Lake that was about to return home, no one would have realized that a dragon had just fallen into the lake and had swam to the Dragon Palace Water Mansion.

Before I arrived, I could already feel all kinds of breaths, there were water tribes and other demon tribes, and as expected, there were still many visitors, after all, compared to Jiang Lang's feelings in Xihe Village, a few months here were really not long.

After a while, a dragon chant with anger sounded in the Dragon Palace of Changfeng Lake.

"Aang—"

In an instant, many water tribes and monsters who had been waiting for a few months retreated in shock, and those who broke through the water and fled did not know how many.——

In the Ejiang Water Mansion, Xia Linglan looked up at the direction of the water surface above, and from the sound of the dragon's groan, it could be seen that the Dragon King of Changfeng Lake had returned.

Lu Yuwei and Jiang Zhu'er walked over together, and Xia Linglan happened to turn her head to look at them.

"Yuwei, let's go back to Tianyuan Pond too."

"Huh? Don't we have to wait for Mr. Yi? ”

Jiang Zhu'er hurriedly said.

"Mrs. Xia, you just have to stay for a while, don't think it will disturb us!"

Xia Linglan smiled and shook her head.

"It's not you who we're bothering, it's Mr. Yi! We've been waiting here for a long time, but we will feel like we are persecuting others. ”

Lu Yuwei frowned.

"Mr. Yi wouldn't think so, would he?"

"Of course not, sir, but we can't be so rude! Let's go, let's go and say goodbye to Yao E! ”

As for Mr. Yi's side, the mother and daughter did not reappear, Xia Linglan already understood that the time required by Mr. Yi might not be too short, and even the Dragon King of Jiang might as well leave this time.

——

In the city of Mingzhou, the deserted courtyard that Yi Shuyuan rented at the beginning has been rebuilt from collapse and dilapidation, and it is also more tidy than back then.

At this time, in the front yard of the door, Mo Xiaorong was wearing new clothes and was spinning happily, and when the clothes turned, the little girl looked like a dancing flower butterfly, which looked particularly smart and beautiful.

"It's so good-looking, I like it so much, thank you Aunt Zhuo, hahahahahaha."

After many turns, the little girl became dizzy, and then rushed to Zhuo Qing, who was sitting in front of the door.

"Aunt Zhuo, Brother said that you just used the steps on your head to shake the hairpin and weave the clothes, it's so amazing!"

"It's not just a step, it's a Tissot and a sword! Want to see it? ”

Mo Xiaorong nodded frantically with surprise on her face.

"See, see!"

Zhuo Qing stood up with a smile and took off the hairpin on his head, the sword body manifested at will, and his long hair slid down his shoulders like a waterfall.

In the midst of the soft sword roar, the slender Jin Shuo sword with a bladeless sword appeared in Zhuo Qing's hand, and Mo Xiaorong's eyes widened when he saw it, it was really a sword!

"Aunt Zhuo, you must be a sword immortal, right? Can you show me a swordsmanship, even if it's just one move, Brother always doesn't show me anything! Please! ”

Zhuo Qing is holding the Jin Suo sword, her posture is very handsome, but she is very embarrassed when she hears the little girl's words, she can at most know the Jin Suo, where can she know what swordsmanship.

"Please, please, just one move, just one sword! Before my brother came to pick me up, please! ”

Mo Xiaorong held Zhuo Qing's hand and shook it constantly, Zhuo Qing shook his head with a smile, and said in his heart that he was just ugly.

"Okay, get out of the way!"

"Hmm!"

Mo Xiaorong ran under the eaves and looked expectantly at the fairy standing with a sword over there, but Zhuo Qing closed her eyes slightly in the face of her.

Although it was said that it was ugly, there was not much burden in his heart, but at this moment, Mi Li's smiling figure seemed to flash in his mind, which also made Zhuo Qing naturally smile.

Look at the sword!

Following the voice in his heart, feeling the breath of this small courtyard, Zhuo Qing also drank loudly.

"Look at the sword!"

"Zheng—"

Jin Shuo waved and danced with the fluttering clothes for half a round of moonlight, and the sound of the sword shook the four fields, meaning that the sword shadow was like a string sound.

At this moment, the sword qi did not move, but the sword intent was like a tide.

The whole wilderness seemed to be awakened, and countless fireflies flew up one after another, as if to let the stars of the night descend in advance!

Mo Xiaorong looked at Zhuo Qing's figure standing with a sword in a daze, and then looked at the surrounding fireflies, and only felt beautiful for a while.

And on the road in the middle of nowhere, Shi Sheng was walking on the way to pick up his sister.

How long it takes to make a heavenly dress, Shi Sheng actually doesn't know, but last time Du Xiaolin didn't have too long, this time Aunt Zhuo obviously lived for a long time.

Today, the clothes are completed, and Aunt Zhuo should also leave, of course, this courtyard will definitely be maintained as much as possible in the future.

The Mo family has come forward to find the descendants of the original family to buy that place, and to tell the truth, everyone has forgotten it, which is equivalent to giving money for nothing.

It's just that at this moment, Shi Sheng heard the sound of the sword and felt the sword intent, his body shook slightly, and he was stunned in place for a while, and then watched countless fireflies fly.

That girl must never forget it for the rest of her life.——

Sometimes time is like a snail moving slowly, and sometimes it passes as quickly as water that opens a floodgate.

In the blink of an eye, since returning home at the beginning of the Celestial Star Luo Festival, Yi Shuyuan had been in Xihe Village for almost four years.

In the past four years, except for Jiang Lang and others who came to find them at the beginning, no one has bothered since then.

Again, three or four years is not a long dimension in the world of cultivators.

Perhaps, for some mortal people, three or four years is also very short.

It was still a bitterly cold night, and many imperial relatives and important ministers of the imperial court were alarmed in the middle of the night, and then rushed to the palace desperately.

Soon, inside and outside the emperor's bedroom, there were already full of courtiers who had come to come, and the bedside was the closest family members and courtiers.

The imperial doctor who had just used various means to stabilize the emperor was already sweating profusely, and everyone knew that it was definitely not because the indoor brazier was too warm, but it was still with the cooperation of Zhang Liangxi, a great master, that turned the corner.

However, in view of the fact that the situation just now was indeed a bit dangerous, it was naturally impossible for many imperial relatives and important ministers of the court who had already arrived to disperse, and some were still coming.

Some places outside the dormitory, the Tai Yi sweat towel wiped the sweat out, and was immediately stopped by Chu Hang and many other ministers.

"Imperial Doctor, how is Your Majesty?" "Wasn't Your Majesty's health okay a while ago?"

The imperial physician looked at these powerful pillars of the court, and their faces were full of unease when the firelight shone.

"Alas, Your Majesty's body has been suffering from exhaustion for many years, and he has not thought of recuperating in the past two years, but he is still working hard, and the cornerstone of the building is about to fall. Ladies and gentlemen, I'm going to rest for a while."

The Imperial Doctor gave up and left, as the chief of the Imperial Hospital, he could only seize the time to rest, and he had to be there with the message!

The emperor on the bed had already awakened, and the queen beside him held his hand tightly.

"Your Majesty, what do you have to say, Your Majesty? Ziji, Ziji, come here! ”

The prince hurriedly approached the bed, and when he saw his father's eyes, his mouth opened and closed slightly.

"Are all the important ministers of the court?"

"Here, father, all the important ministers are here! What do you command? ”

At this moment, the prince's sadness did not seem to be fake, but in fact, there was inevitably another kind of excitement in his heart, in fact, he knew that his father had already left the edict before.

"Tan, where is Tan Yuanshang?"

Tan Yuansheng, who was also waiting on the side, passed through many close concubines and princesses and princesses, and knelt on the edge of the bed, with tears in her sad eyes.

"Your Majesty, Tan Yuanshang is here!"

The emperor's face showed a little relief, but it seemed that he was looking for something, and it took a while to react.

"Send someone, pass it on. Chuan Yi Shu Yuan Pilgrimage

Maybe at this moment, the emperor has no time to think that Mr. Yi is also dying, or maybe at this moment, he can be regarded as the last wayward.

Who is Yi Shuyuan? Many people present had never heard of it at all, and many important ministers looked at each other, but Tan Yuanshang stood up suddenly.

"Yes!"

After finishing speaking, Tan Yuanshang rushed out of the dormitory quickly.

It's just that Tan Yuanshang hasn't gone far yet, and there are pieces of grief behind him, which also made him stand frozen in the courtyard of the dormitory, but he didn't dare to turn back!

The snow falls in the sky, and the Chengtianfu is dyed white overnight.

In the winter of the thirty-third year of Chengxing, Xiang Yi, the son of the diligent ruler who had been diligent all his life, died at the age of fifty-nine!

(End of chapter)