Lord Shen is dead.

For the next few days, the atmosphere in Zhongzhou City was heavy.

The same is true of the overall atmosphere in the human world.

On January 21, the human monarch Gao Yangsong led hundreds of civil and military officials to set up sacrifices for the Lord of the Shen League.

At the festival, Gao Yangsong faced the direction of Zhongzhou City and bowed down.

According to the tradition of the human world, the king does not kneel to the sky or the ground, and there is no need to bow to anyone.

But Shen Yuxi can.

The world also thinks he can.

When Gao Yang Song saluted, the civil and military officials bowed down together.

In the palace, everyone in the palace also bowed down.

In the streets and alleys of the capital, hundreds of people knelt down to the southwest and wept bitterly.

Gao Yang Song's sacrifice is just a typical example, and in the human world, countless people are seeing off Lord Shen Meng. Whether it is a prosperous city or a poor mountain village, there are people who remember this recently departed most conscientious guardian of the human world.

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Xia Shu carried the booklet in her arms and walked on the road back to her hometown.

Although she doesn't like Zhongzhou City, she likes the kind uncle in Zhongzhou City very much, thinking that when she returns to her master, she has to give her uncle a few good words, she can't be like Uncle Shi's words, she can't get forgiveness from her master when she is so old.

But today, for some reason, her nose has been a little sore, as if something important has left her, no matter how carefully she thinks about it, she can't think of what the lost thing is, but she feels that she suddenly wants to hide in a place where no one is, and cry for a while.

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In a remote town filled with yellow sand, a middle-aged man in casual clothes ignored the occasional taunts and scoldings from outside the courtyard, looked straight to the northwest, and saluted with his fists, just as he had done when he returned from a mission and visited the elder with his father.

For some reason, the scolding of the townspeople, who he had always turned a blind to, made him distracted. After a moment of thought, he copied a brick from the corner of the wall, intending to go out and reason with these people, so as to meditate.

"Good all the way. ”

At the moment when he walked out of the door of the Xia family's courtyard, he raised his head, whispered these four words, and then slowly approached the townspeople who were scolding the murderer.

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In the Thousand Machines Pavilion, the Thousand Machines Pavilion Lord looked around in his secret room, his eyes fixed on the pair of handnails that should have been some years old, but were still as bright as new, and the meaning in his self-talk was half hanging, half reminiscing.

This pair of hand armor has been lying here for more than 20 years, and his master thinks that he no longer needs to use external objects, but he thinks that no matter how strong a person's cultivation is, having a natal weapon in his hand can also be like a tiger's wings, but when he completed this work for free, his master did not accept it.

The gift was not sent, but the Thousand Machine Pavilion Master had already confirmed that he was the owner of this pair of hand armor, and he also sent a letter to that person every year, reminding him to bring the hand armor back, no matter how much others were willing to pay to get it, he would not let it change hands.

It's just that now, I'm afraid it will lie down in this secret room forever, and this is not something that the Thousand Machines Pavilion Master wants to see.

If it is a pearl, it cannot be dusted.

After a long time, the master of the Thousand Machines Pavilion walked out of the secret room, intending to ask someone to send this pair of armor to Zhongzhou City, its original owner's mansion.

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Inside the Canglang Gate, the real person standing on the highest cliff in the mountain, calmly looking at the scene of the disciples of the Canglang Gate practicing diligently everywhere in the peaks and mountains.

Every time he watched his disciples behave so aggressively, he felt sincerely happy, so he would occasionally go down to inspect the guards, catch the slippery heads who violated the rules of the door, hide and be lazy, and guide the disciples who encountered difficulties, but today, he was a little uninterested.

Guan Shanyue came behind him and bowed.

Linya Zhenren beckoned to him and said, "Today's inspection will be handed over to you." ”

After speaking, he sheathed his sword into the clouds and left, perhaps it could be said that he was going to relax.

Even though the sword flies into the sky, he is still a line away from the top of the clouds, and it is difficult to cross.

But at least, to be able to be on surface level with him.

Guan Shanyue smiled bitterly and watched the head of the real person Imperial Sword leave, thinking that patrolling was originally part of the work of the sword elder, and you always came to rob us of our jobs, I am afraid that you have long forgotten about it.

During the routine inspection, Guan Shanyue occasionally looked up into the distance, and occasionally the image of the old man flashed in his heart, and his expression was slightly gloomy.

Shen Yuxi has always been the object of his study.

Even the real person in charge felt sad about Shen Yuxi's departure, his realm was far inferior to the real person in charge, how could he avoid vulgarity?

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Jinghua Jiangnan, Momei Villa.

No matter what disturbances there are in the outside world, the daily life of Momei Villa is always so calm and beautiful, and Mo Qing, who has been trying to be the owner of the village for two years, doesn't need to do anything on weekdays, just occasionally open the stargazing map, and open a way for those disciples who want to go in and read books or come out after reading books.

Only then did Mo Qing understand why her grandmother could manage this mountain villa so leisurely back then—there were very few things for her to worry about.

But although Momei Villa doesn't care about the world, some news can still reach here, such as the news that has spread throughout the human world.

After listening to the young man who delivered the food, Mo Qing returned to the room, wrote a post, and all the emotions were poured into the strokes, which made people feel like tears at a glance.

Mo Qing put away the pen, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and burned them with spiritual ink, and the embers flew out and scattered between heaven and earth.

With this post, I will see off the Lord of the Shen League.

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Tianshan Mountain Range, Snow Peak Sword Sect.

A woman stood on a mountain peak dressed in a gauze garment, as if she had not been affected by the severe cold wind and snow of the Tianshan Mountains.

This woman, who was as beautiful as a cold plum and couldn't tell her age, was the sect master of the Snow Peak Sword Sect.

Her sword heart has long been perfected, and it is difficult for the chaos of the world to affect her in the slightest, but today, her heart is rarely a little chaotic.

Thinking of that person's demeanor in this life, a smile crept up her red lips, and then it was covered by the wind and snow.

Then she raised her sword to the sky, and a gust of wind and snow hit the sky straight away, like fireworks at the end of the show.

This is her send-off.

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Shen Yuxi passed away suddenly, so the whole world was full of mourning.

Lord Shen has worked hard for the human world all his life, and after his death, he will be remembered by tens of millions of people, which is a matter of course.

In the city of Zhongzhou, all entertainment activities have stopped spontaneously.

Lord Shen didn't ask for anything from the residents of Zhongzhou City before his death, but the residents of Zhongzhou City felt that they should do something for him.

This is the send-off of the residents of Zhongzhou City to Lord Shen Meng.

And the time that the Northern Meditation Cultivator stayed in Yufu was much longer than before.

After all, he is already the son-in-law admitted by Yu Changping, and there is nothing wrong with running to Yufu now, but the main reason why he stays in Yufu is for Yu Luoxia.

Her close elders are gone.

Yu Luoxia is not Shen Yi, nor is he either.

After the Lord of the Shen League left, Shen Yi did not shed tears, because he knew that it was useless to shed tears, what he wanted to do was to inherit his father's legacy and strive for a better future in the human world, as long as he contributed to the human world, it was the best expression to his father.

Bei Ming Xiu shed tears, but very little. He had been through so much that he had long been accustomed to locking all his sorrows in his heart.

Yu Luoxia is different.

She is a woman, no matter how firm her mind is, she is much more sentimental than him.

Her feelings for Lord Shen are also deeper than his feelings for Lord Shen League.

Since the news of the death of the Shen League Lord came that day, her whole mood was obviously much lower, maybe when he didn't see it, she was quietly wiping her tears.

All he could do was lend her his shoulder, and he couldn't let her bear the grief alone.

Although without him, Yu Changping and Mrs. Yu would care about her, but he always came to rest assured.

Suddenly, he felt that the weight on his shoulders was a little heavier, and when he turned his head, he found that Yu Luoxia had fallen asleep at some point, her chest rose and fell slightly, and saliva flowed from the corners of her mouth, obviously sleeping very sweetly.

I guess she didn't have a good rest yesterday.

Bei Mingxiu smiled lovingly, stretched out his hand to gently lift her hair, and just leaned on her quietly.

I don't know how long it took, Bei Mingxiu's gaze moved away from Yu Luoxia and looked at the figure in front of him.

Yu Changping stood in front of him like a mountain, but he didn't make a sound.

He nodded slightly at the Northern Meditation Cultivator, turned around and left silently.

Bei Mingxiu thought for a moment, and could only attribute Yu Changping's performance to approving his son-in-law, or feeling guilty because of what happened a few days ago.

After all, up to now, Qiu Fengchun is still the deputy leader of the alliance, and except for the loss of some manpower, he has not been affected much.

But now, Bei Ming Xiu didn't want to think about Qiu Fengchun.

Since Yu Changping has received Shen Yuxi's will to succeed him as the leader of the alliance, and he has already secretly fought with Qiu Fengchun, if Qiu Fengchun wants to make a move, he will not act as recklessly as before.

He still wanted to be by Yu Luoxia's side quietly, so that when she was sad, she could find a shoulder that was not broad, but strong enough.

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In Qiu's mansion, Qiu Fengchun sat at the stone table next to the giant ginkgo, holding a glass of freshly poured wine in his hand, and raised his glass to the sky.

Qiu Fengchun never drinks alcohol because he believes that drinking alcohol will affect his mind and make mistakes when it is critical.

His cup of wine was only for the sake of the deceased.

He didn't drink, but the old man liked it.

A slightly old voice sounded in his head.

"He doesn't want you to hurt the Heavenly Dao Alliance, but he doesn't know when he has returned, what should you choose?"

The two characters he was referring to were naturally not the same, and when he heard this, Qiu Fengchun's brows furrowed imperceptibly, and he immediately replied in his mind: "I have my choice." ”

After saying that, he sprinkled the glass of wine on the roots of the giant ginkgo, and the voice in his head seemed to be a little dissatisfied: "Drinking is not a good thing. ”

It turned out that it was the giant ginkgo biloba in the Qiu Mansion compound that was famous in Zhongzhou!

It's actually an old acquired demon!

I don't know why, this acquired wisdom demon was able to take root in Zhongzhou City, which was protected by a large array, and it became a scenery in the city.

Qiu Fengchun smiled faintly: "I remember that you are also very good." After borrowing so many years of life, I have to pay you back. ”

"Without you, I would have died long ago. My life force, you want as much as you want. Giant Ginkgo said calmly, "But what exactly are you going to do?"

The branch of the giant ginkgo faintly pointed to the room: "That guy gives me a very strange feeling, when he came, I could only close my mind, and the little guy didn't dare to leak a trace of breath, although I am not very smart, I also think that it is not a good thing to turn my face with him now." ”

"I have my own plans, don't worry. Qiu Fengchun smiled and beckoned to the room, and a black shadow came to him in an instant.

Compared with back then, the current masked boy is much taller and stronger, and he is no longer a teenager.

Qiu Fengchun smiled and patted the young man's shoulder, and said with a smile: "After so many years of planning, if it fails, I don't have the face to see my old friends." ”