When people make a decision, it's often much easier.

For example, if you want to play cards today, then go to play cards, and if you want to go up the mountain, you can go up the mountain.

But Your Majesty, of course, can't.

The demon affairs in the world have not subsided, but they have just been transferred from Huai'an to Huangliang.

Those southern demon clans that had once gathered in Bailu crossed the sea and finally became entangled with the sword cultivators of Cong Ran Jianyuan.

Even if it is a person like a chilling cicada, who doesn't want to be the king of the south, when facing many things and making some decisions, it is naturally not as relaxed as Liu March and they saw.

Standing quietly in the middle of the windward building, the cicadas felt as if they were several years old.

From the age of thirty-one, he jumped directly to thirty-six seven.

It's just such a story, and it is clear that it only started with the Taiyi Spring Festival in the first month of the first month.

How could it be that years have passed?

This sword cultivator from the Liuyun Sword Sect sighed wistfully.

He couldn't remember how many times the young man from Zuo Shifu had been here.

In short, when looking at the young man who was walking on the palace road with a serious and upright manner, Han Cicada always felt a little bored in his heart.

You're at peace.

But what about me?

Tranquility naturally didn't know what Han Cicada was thinking, so she walked through those palace roads very respectfully, stopped at the windward downstairs, and said something to the attendants.

Then the attendant who was waiting downstairs hurried up to the tall building—a very strenuous errand, for His Majesty always liked to stand on a hundred feet tall and look at the world, so he suffered from the messengers.

Although the cicada had seen the tranquility early in the morning, he didn't say anything, just sat down in the middle of the building, looked at the sword not far away, and held his hands in contemplation.

It took a long time for the attendant to climb up, and it took a long time for the cicada to come back to his senses, look at him and say, "Let him come up." ”

The attendant reluctantly ran down again.

So it took a long time for such a young man to slowly walk up the tall building.

"Tranquility has seen the king."

Han Cicada sighed and said, "What's the matter with Ning Qing?" ”

The young man saluted dignified and said softly, "General Zhao still hasn't returned." ”

Han Cicada sat there, looked back at the north, and said calmly: "Whether Zhao Xingxing is willing to return or not, this is not a matter that can be decided alone. It was he who chose to stay in Nanyi City. Now that the Huangliang army has all returned to the other side of Daze, for the affairs of the north, it is beyond the reach of the whip, if you think he should come back, then go and bring him back yourself, instead of coming to the palace all the time to say something boring. ”

Tranquility raised her head, looked at the cold cicada, and said seriously: "This is the story of the king's decision in the first place. ”

The cicada smiled softly and sat crookedly on the low couch, holding her cheek raiser with her hands.

"Yes, yes."

It's just one sentence.

Tranquility was silent, lowered her head, didn't know what she was thinking, and it took a long time before she raised her head again and looked at the cicada very seriously.

"Actually, I'd rather see the first king. Although it may seem a little impersonal, the emperor should be like this, approachable, and it is the attitude that the world should have, not the monarch. ”

Han Cicada smiled slightly and said: "Since ancient times, emperors have often become mediocre and biased in the late period of their reign. ”

"The king has only been on the throne for less than half a year."

"How can half a year not be a lifetime?" The cicada chuckled softly. "I've been a killer for nearly twenty years, and from the time I started stepping into the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect, I went to the Night Rain Cliff. But in the past twenty years, I have killed far fewer people than I have killed while sitting in such a palace. Tranquility, the scale of the world is more than years, so how can half a year not be a lifetime? ”

The young man was silent for a while, and said slowly: "Maybe yes, but this is not a reason for the king to indulge like this. ”

The smile on the cold cicada's face gradually faded, and he looked at the young man quietly.

"So what do you think should be done? Knowing that you can't do it, you can use the blood of the world to carry out some meaningless wars? ”

This sword cultivator probably showed such a cold and sarcastic look for the first time since he came to Huangliang.

"Are the Huangliang people as whimsical as you?"

Tranquility looked up in silence at His Majesty in a simple plain undershirt.

The cold cicada is a Huai'an person.

Of course, the chilling cicada is a Huai'an person.

This is even something that Han Cicada has repeatedly emphasized with the people of the fake capital at the beginning, let alone for such a teenager.

The young man was silent for a long time, knelt down silently, and said softly: "Yes, your majesty, the people of Huangliang are as incompetent as me. But the king. When you also say Huangliang and Huai'an, you should also know that these two places, although they belong to the wind for thousands of years, but they are separated from each other, in fact, they have never really fused. So it's not a whimsical story, it's just that sometimes when we think about it, it's really difficult to substitute ourselves into those identities on the other side of Daze. In other words, the king has always emphasized with me the identity of the Huai'an people, so why not? Is it really right to be in the same stream but not in the same way? ”

The chilling cicada looked at the young man in front of him quietly, but seemed to suddenly understand something.

This sword cultivator stood up, stood on the edge of the windward building, and said softly: "It turns out that sometimes the noisy things may not be true. Zhao Xingxing said all day long that he wanted to be the general of Zhenbei, but in fact, he was far less pious than you. ”

The boy knelt there in silence.

Han Cicada glanced back at Serenity and said calmly, "I can understand the innocent fantasy of a boy like you who has not seen blood. Come. ”

A guard waiting in the hallway of the building walked in.

"Your Majesty."

Han Cicada said lightly: "Send him back to Zuo Shifu and be grounded for one year." ”

"Yes."

The young man was taken down the tall building by the palace attendants.

The cicada stood there silently.

After a long time, the mediocre King of Chu's favored March Yin walked up one high and one low.

"Senior brother looks like he's had another fight with the teenager."

Liu March said with a sigh.

Han Cicada glanced back at the ugly Taoist and said softly, "When he finds out that this king in the palace is not the king he imagined, he will naturally start to breed disappointment. ”

This sword cultivator said, but he laughed, looking at the young man who was taken away by the attendant and was going away on the palace road.

"He thinks he's awake."

It's just that Han Cicada said, but he was silent, squinted his eyes for a long time, and then said lightly: "He may indeed be awake." ”

Liu March raised her eyebrows and said, "Why is this?" ”

Han Cicada said calmly: "From the beginning, this young man has not asked about the Wu armor that crossed Daze, when he entered the palace for the first time, he asked about Zhao Xingxing, although he talked about the use of soldiers, but there are probably some words of advice. ”

Liu March seemed to understand something, and said softly: "So the young man's repeated admonitions are nothing more than a clear understanding of his identity, and he is doing the things of Zuo Shiyan's official in order to persuade him to advance." ”

The cicada smiled faintly against the railing.

"It's just that he later found out that he seemed to have persuaded the wrong person."

When on the walls of that palace, the young man found that His Majesty, who drank the wine of Huai'an, had never thought of bringing the sorghum to a new level.

This Chu King from the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect didn't say anything more.

That's all the story, of course.

"The witch armor has been pulled out to the territory of Congran."

Liu March took out some documents from his arms, looked at them and said.

"It's just that now the goddess is in Nanyi City, and her divine power is not as strong as it is in Daze."

The cold cicada has not been to the palace of the king of Chu for a long time, and naturally many things need to be seen by March Yin, who has no real job.

It's just probably always been the case.

The reason why one of the servants under the Huaidu Sect is not necessarily because this big demon is extremely close to Kamigawa.

Liu Yueyue wanted to hand those documents to Han Cicada, but this sword cultivator just laughed softly and said, "Senior brother used to be His Majesty's military squire, how is the affairs of the soldiers, naturally he knows better than me, so why give it to me?" ”

Tranquility may indeed be true.

If it was the previous chilling cicada, even if it really didn't understand, at least I would take it and take a look.

Today's chilling cicadas probably don't even bother to pretend.

Hanging Xue Courtyard goes north, Jian Yuan needs to balance the demon clan, and the entire Huangliang is probably very rare to threaten the existence of such a southern emperor.

Liu March smiled softly and said, "After all, the senior brother is the king of Chu, and he is on top of a tall building, so he has to make a show to the world." ”

Han Cicada just said lightly: "Such a story won't last long, so why continue to make a show?" ”

Liu Yue raised her eyebrows and looked at the cold cicada, not knowing what this Sword Sect Senior Brother meant.

Han Cicada calmly looked up at the heavenly dome of the world, looked at it for a long time, and then looked back at Liu March.

"Haven't you ever felt the wind blowing by the sword wind in the world?"

This ugly-looking Taoist put away those things, walked to the side of the windward building, looked at them seriously for a long time, and then said softly: "My divine sea has been empty for a long time. ”

In this Dao person's body, there are probably only those divine powers that maintain life.

Han Cicada suddenly remembered something, and looked back at Liu March for a long time.

Liu March looked at the cicada with a strange expression, not knowing why he looked at himself like this.

This Liuyun Sword Xiu suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at the center of Liu Yueyue's eyebrows.

Such a sudden scene naturally surprised the Daoist a little, but even if Liu Yueyue's Divine Sea was not empty and he had not entered the Great Dao, it was naturally difficult for him to resist these actions of the cold cicada.

A finger is like a sword, and it seems that there is a sword intent that is rapidly shuttling through this Dao person's body, until it is close to the Divine Sea, it is dissolved by all those divine powers from Yao Ji.

The cicada withdrew her hand, turned around without saying a word, and quietly looked at the world.

Liu March looked at the chilling cicada very strangely.

"Senior brother, what are you doing?"

Han Cicada was silent for a long time, then sighed and said slowly: "From today on, you will not be March Yin. ”

Liu Yue frowned and looked at the cold cicada, not knowing what this meant.

This sword cultivator turned his head to look at the Styx River that hung high above the human world and was being dragged towards the divine capital outside the false capital.

"From now on, you go to Huai'an and go to the Qingtian Dao to find a fortune operator, maybe it's still too late."

Liu March listened to the extremely heavy words of the cold cicada, and asked puzzledly, "What is in time?" ”

Han Cicada said calmly: "Of course I have time to survive." At the beginning of Daze, Yao Ji once gave the soul of the great priest to a Taoist boy brought by Bu Operator. ”

Liu March looked at Han Cicada in surprise, although he didn't know why Han Cicada knew such a story, but obviously he couldn't understand the reason why Han Cicada said such a thing.

Until the cicada calmly picked up his sword from his side, pulled it out, and looked at it carefully for a long time.

The sword roared softly without wind, and trembled slightly without moving.

Just like the cicada said, there is a sword wind blowing in the world.

Maybe it was some heavenly man waking up, and those eyelashes fluttered lightly to the wind that fell to the earth.

"The goddess herself is hard to protect, Liu March."

This Taoist seemed to finally understand something, and looked at the sword cultivator who turned around in a daze.

"When the power of the goddess in your body is diffused, unless you find the person who has the soul of the Great Priest, no one will be able to keep you, junior brother."

It was only as the words of the chilling cicada gradually finished speaking, but the Taoist calmed down from his previous surprise.

Liu March stood by the windward building and watched quietly for a long time, and then said with a slight smile: "I'm not going." ”

Han Cicada looked at Liu March in silence.

"Why?"

Liu Yue laughed softly and said, "Senior brother, have you forgotten the long talk by the Liu River?" ”

The cicada squinted her eyes and thought about it for a long time, maybe she finally remembered.

——Today, with heaven and earth as the furnace and creation as the great ye, it is evil and unacceptable.

These were the words that the Taoist said at that time.

"I am a person who deserves to die, and it is unreasonable to stay in the world so strongly." Liu March said very calmly. "Life, death, life, and creation. If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't bear to see my senior brother Yu Huangliang alone, probably after that snowstorm, March would have died. ”

Liu Yue looked back at the cold cicada and smiled slightly.

"Senior brother has not forgotten his original intention, it is a matter of relief, and it is timely and reasonable to die at this time."

The cicada sighed softly and turned to head downstairs towards the windward.

"It's not a pity that the cicada died, but it's a pity for the junior brother."

Liu March is still like that.

"Who wouldn't be sorry to die?"

Han Cicada turned around, and the ugly-looking Taoist was smiling slightly.

......

Yunhu didn't know if he had nothing to do, but when he was walking in Nanyi City, he found that Zhao Xingxing, a young man from Huangliang who had been sitting on the side of the tomb mountain for a long time, didn't know when he was gone.

If that young man had left with Huang Liang's witch armor, probably this scholar would not have been so surprised.

It's just that it disappeared at this time, which is incomprehensible.

As the center of the entire Nanyi City, Tomb Mountain is naturally inaccessible, and those streets and alleys in all directions lead here, relatively speaking, there are naturally more people here.

Yun Hu didn't know where he stopped a person who probably lived nearby, and asked very sincerely, "This big brother, do you know where the young man who was here before went?" ”

That person also had some impressions of such a young man - naturally it was impossible not to have an impression, after all, everyone knew that those witch armors from the south, the nominal generals, were such a young man.

But the man said very seriously: "I don't know, I was also curious about where he disappeared suddenly, where did he go, and Mr. may be able to ask someone else." ”

Despite the rebellion in Nanyi City, this person still sincerely called Mr. Yunhu Zhiwei.

After all, the story of a thousand years is no different from a hundred years for the world.

Of course, His Majesty's world is a long time ago, and the Hanging Courtyard is in Nanyi City, which is also a long time ago.

They may also be a little caught in the middle of such a story, and they are so confused that they don't know which side they should go to.

Yun Hu was silent for a while, nodded, and whispered, "Thank you." ”

The scholar inquired around the tomb mountain for a long time, and finally learned the whereabouts of the young man from a woman who lived in an alley near the tomb mountain.

"Probably the day before yesterday?" The woman said with some uncertainty. "Anyway, it didn't take long for me to see him suddenly stand up and leave step by step."

Yun Hu asked seriously, "Which direction are you going?" ”

The woman shook her head and said, "I didn't pay attention." ”

......

So such a teenager may indeed have left Nanyi City.

I just don't know where to go.

This made Yun Hu feel a little sorry.

After all, that young man, speaking of which, can be regarded as a disciple of the Hanging Xue Academy.

And as the gentleman of the Hanging Courtyard, he naturally has to do some responsibility.

When the young man stayed, Yun Hu didn't know that if the story of the world calmed down in the future, it was not that he couldn't stay in the Hanging Courtyard in Nanyi City.

It's just that before the story of Huai'an South ended, the boy disappeared.

But after all, the two didn't get along much, and Yun Hu didn't know that he only sighed for a while, and then went around in a circle towards Nanjingfang.

Until he came to the alley outside the Hanging Courtyard, the scholar was very surprised to look at a figure walking slowly in front of him.

"Mr. Fang?"

The figure who was walking in the alley of the Hanging Courtyard was naturally Fang Zhiqiu, the vice president of the Rumor Wind Ancestral Academy.

Hearing Yun Hu's unknown voice, Fang Zhiqiu turned his head and said with a slight smile: "I haven't seen you for a long time, I don't know." ”

Yun Hu didn't know that there was naturally not too far from Fang Zhiqiu's age.

It's just that there is a precedence in hearing the Tao.

When Fang Zhiqiu was the first to be Mr. Hanging Xue Yuan, this young scholar was probably still reading the book seriously.

So naturally sir.

Yun Hu trotted over with some surprise, looked at Fang Zhiqiu and said, "Why did Mr. come to Nanyi City too." ”

This is probably not the right thing to do.

Even if Kasumiin chooses to be the enemy of Kamigawa, it is also a matter of the Green Ox Temple and the Witch Ghost Temple.

For those gentlemen of the Wenhua Academy, there are probably very few people who can participate in such a story.

Even in the Hanging Courtyard of Nanyi City, those gentlemen from Wenhua Academy stayed in the courtyard in a good manner and did not go to Lingnan.

Fang Zhiqiu didn't answer this question, this Mr. Fengwu of the Rumor Wind Ancestral Courtyard just smiled slightly and looked at Yun Hu Zhizhi.

"You're going to learn to manage the world's academies, Yun Hu doesn't know."