Changqing's eyes still have tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, after raising his hand to wipe away the tears, the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, and continued to walk forward, he slowly released his perception, although his vision was blocked by the thick fog, but the sound was not, he could hear the footsteps of those climbing up and retreating downward, but he couldn't see or touch these people.

It's like listening to the ghost stories told by the old people in the village when I was a child, and the old people swore that those goblins are the best at doing such things, and they are clearly in front of your eyes, but you can't see them, but you can hear the goblin's breathing, and you can smell the smell of the goblin's mouth when the goblin's teeth slowly approach your neck.

Changqing naturally doesn't really believe in such a story, although this world is indeed amazing, there are many things that he has never seen before, thinking in his heart, he still doesn't stop for a moment.

Layer after layer of dense fog with different levels, walking in it for a long time, it is inevitable that the temples are slightly wet, even the clothes are tightly attached to the body because of the moisture, suddenly, the front is open, Changqing came to a wide flat made of white bricks, the flat is empty, obviously he is the first person to come here, originally Changqing thought, how can there be countless Ming Wang Sect priests here, as well as those big people in the North Youguo.

Who knows that it is empty, such a grand event, is it a bit light, just like I was expecting to drink a bowl of hot and sour soup, but it turned out to be a bowl of salt water with two green onions floating on it.

But what happened next proved that these two green onions were still rancid.

I saw the end of the wide big flat, slowly appeared two people, one looked gentle and polite, with a white-clothed sword, indescribable freehand romance, the other was wearing a pink coat, playfully holding a delicate long sword, the two of them rushed to Changqing all the way, the woman leaned slightly on the man, the sweet meaning was like someone knocked over the jar of moldy tofu, the smell was stinking.

Changqing sighed slightly in his heart, after the accident, he never returned to the master again, whether it was the master or the two people in front of him, he probably thought he was dead, yes, according to that Lin Ziqing, he should have died a long time ago.

But the reason why he chose not to go back to the Sword Mansion, not to go to the two people to testify against them, and let the master call the shots, there is no lack of his own mind in his heart, it has happened, what is the use of finding the master to cry like a woman afterwards, hatred, to be honest, the hatred in his heart is a few pounds and a few taels He knows it himself, that incident is more like a slap in the face, waking up the foolish person,

It's just that this slap is really heavy, for these two people who raised their palms and slapped them heavily, he hated them, but he didn't hate them deeply, but he was more angry with himself.

The two men were finally in front of him.

"Chang Chun, my senior brother and I are about to get married, why are you still here, don't you go back to drink the wedding wine. ”

Looking at the little junior sister's laughter, Changqing smiled indifferently and said congratulations slightly.

Senior brother Liang Hai's original gentle and jade-like bearing was gone, and he tightly hugged his junior sister Liang Yuyan in his arms.

With one hand, he slowly pulled out the famous sword "Gentleman" on his waist, and said with a smile:

"Changqing, what do you say you are delusional, the woman you like so much is not obedient to me, he will be my wife soon, and he will give birth to me immediately, and soon the position of the master will be mine, and you are just a puddle of mud. ”

Changqing quietly looked at the illusion in front of him and spoke, he understood that it was impossible for these two people to appear in Beiyou, then, everything in front of him was fake, the big flat under his feet was fake, and the still clouds in the sky were also fake.

Although it is fake, it looks real, because these pictures have appeared occasionally, in Changqing's subconscious, Changqing looked at the two with a smile, and said word by word:

"The she I knew before is completely different from the real her now, so I actually have nothing to regret, and I have nothing to feel guilty about, it is you who wields the sword, and she is the one who lies to me, since I am not ashamed, how can you affect me. ”

After Changqing finished speaking, he walked towards the two of them, ignoring the long sword that was chopped down due to anger, ignoring the stunned gaze of the little junior sister, and went straight through the two, and the two of them immediately turned into two thick fogs and dispersed, and the big flat in front of them also disappeared.

It's just that the stairs under his feet are faintly only the last step, and Changqing stepped up without looking.

After stepping up the last step, the dense fog in front of him suddenly disappeared, and the picture suddenly became clear, only to see many people standing under the solemn altar, and the closest to him were rows of priests of the Ming King Sect who were not low-status, all dressed in gilded white sacrificial robes, and occasionally you could see the high priest with the bright moon tattooed on his chest.

And at the end of the altar, there was a high platform, on which several people were sitting, and Changqing knew that one of them was the young master of Tianhai Pavilion, that is, Song Jing's master, the man who was faintly hostile to him.

But his eyes eventually fell on the woman in the imperial robes.

It was the first time he had seen the emperor, and he was still a female emperor, and he thought that he really had come to Beiyou in vain.

Changqing was the first person to walk out of the thick fog, and immediately a father-in-law on the high platform walked to the empress's ear in small steps, and then retreated to the side with small steps, this small detail Changqing naturally didn't notice, because now he just wanted to take a look at this rare character.

I've seen big people myself.

As everyone knows, the empress muttered to herself in her heart at this time, why is it him, he is here to ask for compensation?

What kind of system is he going to kiss me on such a day in full view of everyone!

......

The clouds and mist moved slightly, and a young man walked over with a firewood knife on his shoulder, and when he saw Changqing, his face changed, and he walked straight to Changqing, and said with a puzzled expression:

"You came up before me?"

Changqing looked at him and nodded:

"It wasn't long before I came up. ”

The man pointed to his wood knife and said:

"I didn't expect someone to be faster than me, my name is Lie Tianjin, I practiced knives in the area of Shanliangzhou, I thought that there were few young people who could be stronger than me, you are faster than me, it seems to be very strong, and there is a chance to fight." ”

Changqing looked at the young man with a long scar on his face and only a strip of animal skin around his body, and nodded in astonishment:

"It's not that no, I haven't been available lately, so I'll ask for advice if I have the chance. ”

This man named Lie Tianjin seemed to be a little lacking in heart, but he actually thought about it seriously, and then nodded:

"I practice knives in the Lao Ye Mountain of Shanliangzhou, you can go to me, I invite you to eat wild boar. ”

Changqing sighed slightly in his heart, he seemed to be serious, he didn't understand it politely, he refused politely.

At this time, the staircase mist trembled again, and Song Jing, who was dressed in white and put on her hat again, rushed out.

Seeing that Changqing was dealing with a hunter, he hurriedly ran over, stood behind Changqing, pulled Changqing's clothes, and said:

"I'm mad that you left me alone in so quickly. ”

Lie Tianjin grinned, patted Changqing on the shoulder, pointed at Song Jing and said:

"Brother, your daughter-in-law?"

Changqing shook his head, and said with some disgust:

"I don't know her well"

Lie Tianjin's gaze swept around Song Jing and said:

"Also, it's too thin, the two sows I kept on the mountain were arched by wild boars, one thin one gave birth to only one cub, and the other fat one gave birth to a lot. ”

Song Jing glared at Lie Tianjin when she heard this, and shouted:

"Who is the sow, you compare me with the sow, I think you are tired of it. ”

Lie Tianjin, who obviously had no experience in arguing with women, scratched his head stupidly.

At this time, ten people had walked out of the dense fog of the ladder one after another, most of them were Jianghu martial artists, and there were also pure Mingwang Sect believers, but these people were relatively few, and most of them were still on the ladder.

As the ten people reached the top, the dense fog in the mountains dissipated, and the grandest event of the Ming Dynasty's birthday officially ended, the people on the ladder dispersed to both sides, and a column of soldiers began to escort the officials of the DPRK and China up the ladder up the mountain.

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