The pavilion under the bamboo sea finally ushered in a third person, the carriage parked not far from the pavilion, and a handsome and extraordinary man walked down, but there was a little laziness between his eyebrows, and he slowly walked past Sima Boyuan who was kneeling on the ground.

Sima Boyuan could hear the rustle of the soles of his shoes rubbing against the dead bamboo leaves on the ground.

The man walked directly to the pavilion, and under Xiao Youchuan's unkind gaze, Shi Shiran sat opposite Lan Xiaoxiao.

The coachman in the carriage yawned boredly, got up and got into the back carriage, and looked like he didn't care about himself.

After the man sat down, Lan Xiaoxiao still didn't speak, and he didn't even look at the other party, as if the other party didn't exist.

The handsome man took a small plate and scooped a plate of sour cakes by himself.

Then he laughed:

"I remember when I went to your house when I was a child, I saw that you were eating this sour cake, but I didn't expect that after so many years, you haven't changed at all. ”

Lan Xiaoxiao didn't look up at him, but said coldly word by word:

"Only the dead don't change, do they? ”

Hearing this, the man's hand paused slightly.

But he soon regained his composure and said:

"There are few people in the Lan family, and if they can live, I think they should all live well. ”

"So you want to kill me? It seems that in your eyes, I am not the Lan family. Lan Xiaoxiao said indifferently.

"It's a pity that you failed, just like your father, your uncle, and our cousins. ”

"Oh, I almost forgot, you are also my cousin, Lan Yi, and you, also failed today. ”

The handsome man who was called Lan Yi suddenly laughed, laughing very happily, as if he had heard some joke.

"Lan Xiaoxiao, I didn't expect to let Her Majesty the Great Empress recognize me as a cousin, but what I can think of is that when the one behind you pierces me with a long sword for a while, you shouldn't collect my body for the sake of me being your cousin. ”

Lan Xiaoxiao raised her head, suddenly glanced at this cousin with a slightly vague memory, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, I will clean up every Lan family member I kill, but the most strange thing for me is that since you have done so many things, shouldn't you go all the way to send yourself to me, or do you think that you will definitely win tonight?"

Lan Yi ate a big bite of sour cake, almost choked, kept patting his chest, and said:

"Why do you have to win, I can accept losing, I actually have to come here after tonight, whether I win or lose, I can inherit that position, and if I lose, I will give my head, I don't think there is any place to be safe after defeat. ”

"So you sent it to the door yourself, just to save some trouble?"

Lan Yi nodded and said:

"That's right, that's it, you know I've always been lazy, afraid of trouble, and a game to decide the winner, then those people behind me no longer have unrealistic illusions, and they also do their best, not only to repay the kindness of my ancestors, but also to have no regrets for themselves, such as the sword god, and for example, the young strategist who gave me advice and has now drunk the poisoned wine, so I can die now. ”

"The Lan family really has no interest, although you are a man. ”

Lan Xiaoxiao looked up at the sky in the distance, looking at the clouds that intersected with light and dark, and a trace of exhaustion suddenly welled up in her heart.

......

Buckets of water were spilled all over the garden, and the minced flesh, blood clots, and blood that were thickly stuck to the meadow slowly faded with the clear water.

Naturally, the same thing happened in the kennels, in the Damingde Palace, in the homes of many officials.

In the early morning of Beiyou, countless people sweated and used the tools in their hands to slowly fade the turmoil of last night.

The people still pushed open the windows to welcome the new sunrise, and some people who knew what was going on hid in their homes and did not dare to go out and speak.

The kennel, which had lost most of its puppies, finally gave up its resistance, and this once bustling kennel was home to countless bewildered-eyed kennels, who were guarded by eagle guards, whom they had always regarded as rivals.

As for this city, after today's Ming Wang's birthday, no one knows how many heads have landed.

Many of the officials trembled and put on their official uniforms, preparing to go to the Great Mingde Palace, which they had been to countless times.

The people of the city put up statues of the Ming King in front of their homes, although some of them were not followers of the Ming King Sect.

The celebration of the Ming Dynasty's birthday will be held this afternoon as scheduled.

Changqing's eyes were a little confused after realizing all this, and he was sitting in front of a stall selling spicy paste, looking at the bowl of colorful spicy paste mixed with a lot of vegetarian vegetables and meat foam.

His face was paler than usual, his breathing was weaker than usual, and he picked up the thorny dragon sword leaning against the table.

Walk slowly towards the north gate.

At the north gate, a middle-aged man with a jade face was entering the city with his apprentice, both of whom were dressed in white, but the apprentice was wearing a hat that covered his face.

The three of them walked opposite each other, but Changqing was hindered by the injuries in his body, and his mind did not notice the pair of masters and apprentices.

And the woman with the hood obviously didn't let go of the intention of provoking Changqing.

"Hey, the guy with the black sword over there, don't you see me?"

Changqing looked up at the woman with some confusion.

The middle-aged man was already frowning, for some reason, he just didn't like this young man, even if he had helped his apprentice.

Seeing the middle-aged man, Changqing remembered the conversation at the post road tea stall, and remembered the little beggar who had to force his life when he met for the first time, and suddenly had a headache, because a woman caused an accident last night, and he was covered in bruises, and he didn't want to fall into another accident early in the morning.

But the unexpected always comes unexpectedly.

Song Jing, who was dressed in white, playfully stopped in front of Changqing.

Changqing stared at the ground, couldn't see, didn't see, then it was fine.

"Hey, you're actually the kind of affectionate man who gives up all the time, do you know that you are going to be immersed in a pig cage like this. ”

Evergreen frowned.

Liumantian frowned, his face was like a crown of jade, and there was a lot of displeasure in his heart, he was the young mansion master of Tianhai Pavilion, only half a head shorter than the pavilion master and the big mansion lord, but he Liumantian never felt that he was much shorter than them, because he was Liumantian, he had the qualifications to be proud, and who are you, why are you entangled with my apprentice.

The hair that flowed from his shoulders danced gently, and at this moment he seemed to be the center of the world.

Many people looked over here and exclaimed.

Because this man is really beautiful.

Changqing sighed secretly, knowing that he couldn't avoid it anymore.

"First of all, we just met in Pingshui, and we didn't abandon this statement at the beginning and end of the chaos, it was just your expedient measure that day, I was just passive, since I saw it again today, that thing, I will return you. ”

Changqing slowly put his hand into his pocket, but his face changed slightly.

It's gone?

How this is good.

In the bamboo sea in the garden, a pale pink ribbon fluttered in the wind, and finally drowned somewhere in the bamboo sea......

......

"It's rare for you to come to Beiyou, and you chose to leave on King Ming's birthday, you say you are not a fool. ”

"Do you know that the Ming Wang's birthday is an annual event in my Beiyou, and it is the birthday of the Ming Wang's great tomorrow, yes, you Nanzhao people don't like the Ming Wangjiao, and feel that it has a great conflict with the Buddhism you believe, you think it's a demon religion, but in the end, there is a saying that you follow the customs, go and see, and there will be no less meat, isn't it. ”

"And now you owe me, yes, yes, you helped me, but, that thing is the most intimate and precious thing in our Beiyou daughter's family, you actually lost it, you said you should accompany me to take a look." ”

"And the ladder to heaven on King Ming's birthday is of great benefit to young people like us......"

Listening to Song Jing's rhetoric as if jumping on beans, he decided to follow him to see this Ming Wang's birthday.

It's not that he thinks this Song Jing is right, since it may be his first time or the last time he comes to the capital of the Northern Youguo, then he will take a chance and take a look.

......

Da Mingde Palace is backed by the Longteng Mountains, so there is a wide royal road that is artificially repaired and leads directly to the altar of the Ming Wangjiao, although it stands to reason that the Ming King's Day should be held in the holy city in the northwest of the empire, but everyone knows that the Ming Wangjiao since the last pope disappeared for no reason, there has been no person in charge in the holy city for many years, with the development of time, the believers of the North You are more willing to come to the altar located in the Youdu to participate in the Ming King's Day, because the Youdu Temple has 999 ladders, every year on the Ming King's Day, there are activities to climb the ladder, attracting countless eager Jianghu people to climb the ladder。

This is not in the holy city, therefore, the Ming King's Day gradually evolved into a grand event of the believers of the Northern Ming King Sect and the Jianghu people.

As for the imperial court and the Ming Wangjiao, they are also happy to see this kind of happy and harmonious grand occasion, plus the Beiyou Imperial Court can also take the opportunity to envelop many masters of the rivers and lakes, why not.

At this time, it is already afternoon, today's sun is not strong, at the foot of Longteng Mountain, the mountain roads are rugged, but in the end they all point to one place, that is the altar of the Ming King Sect.

Changqing followed behind Song Jing, looking at all kinds of people in the north, the rivers and lakes in the north are not as delicate as the rivers and lakes of Nanzhao, but they are more heroic and casual, most of them are in twos and threes, dressed plainly, and rarely appear like the Nanzhao rivers and lakes, the swordsman must be in a green shirt and a swordsman, and the swordsman must wear a hat and a black robe.

Walking up along the mountain road, as the young mansion master of the Tianhai Pavilion of the Northern Hidden Sect, there is no shelf in the sky, and even occasionally chatting with familiar people in the rivers and lakes.

Some people in the rivers and lakes will look at Song Jing's hat from time to time, one by one, their eyes are like torches, their eyes are burning, and they can't wait to see through the hat.

Changqing thought it was a little funny.

Casually look at the mountain stream a little farther away, the mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, even the sun can't dispel them, and at this time look down from the mountain road,

You can see the majestic Damingde Palace, which is not inferior to the Nanzhao Palace, and the wide imperial road.

At this time, a figure gradually appeared on the royal road, thinking that it was the empress's honor guard.

I met an acquaintance in front of me again.

Song Jing may feel a little bored, so she walked up to Changqing and quietly lifted the corner of her hat.

Playfully asked:

"I'll show you, I'm pretty good. ”

Changqing glanced at it casually, sighed in his heart, and said:

"It's okay, it's much better than my hometown sister-in-law. ”

"Who is Sister-in-law?"

"Oh, the wife of a lazy man in the village with a big mole on her face. ”

After Changqing finished speaking, he also tapped Song Jing's face with his hand.

Song Jing was furious, and ran more than a dozen steps towards the mountain road in a huff.