"Is there some conspiracy here?"

Yansha always felt that this time was a little wrong, too hasty.

The monks of the two countries discuss the law, how to recruit have to prepare for a period of time, this battle book issued yesterday, the third day will be a competition, it is too child's play!

Mo was happy to sit for too long, but he also got up from the futon, walked to the door, moved his shoulders, and looked at the vibrant scenery of the garden.

The bamboo waves burst, making a "rustling" sound, as if there are thousands of troops urging horses to hold guns, bravely moving forward, the tall plane tree swaying in the breeze, some birds in the tree sing happily, some "fluttering" wings suddenly fly into the distance,

Under the illumination of the slanting sun, the whole courtyard is sprinkled with golden light, like a thin layer of golden sand, showing off its beauty.

At this moment, he was full of thoughts.

Looking at the beautiful scenery of the garden, he not only remembered the territory of the Qinglong Empire, there were still countless homeless people who had left their hometowns and drifted away, and how many young soldiers sacrificed their lives for the country, and the horse leather shroud.

For them, this battle is only allowed to win, not to lose!

If you want to show the majesty of the Blue Dragon Monk, you must shock the minds of the monks of other surrounding countries, and let them know that if you dare to provoke the Blue Dragon Empire, you will be killing yourself.

He turned around in front of the door, and the streamer poured down around his son, drawing two sharp golden swords on the ground, and the golden glow behind him was reflected on the surface of his body, as if he was draped in a thin layer of golden daze, and the treasure was solemn, like a god.

Xue Buyu only felt that the sun was dazzling, and there was darkness in front of the third senior brother, only the eyes like stars and the surrounding golden light reflected each other, making them even taller.

"It's come to this, don't be embarrassed!" Mo Yan waved his hand, quite a bit of a smile and arrogance.

"Tomorrow will be tomorrow! Silent, tomorrow you will go to Ziping Mountain with me to watch the ceremony. Young Pavilion Master Yan, please protect the palace with my eighth junior brother, don't let the ice thieves take advantage of the situation and ruin the big thing!"

The three of them looked at Mo Yan bathed in golden light, and couldn't help but feel trust in their hearts, and several people seemed to have found the backbone, and their mood became surging.

After all, Yan Cha was born as a young master, and although his heart was agitated, he was a little worried about the two of them, "Senior Brother Mo Yan, that Ziping Mountain must have set up many traps, and this place is full of thorns, it is difficult to move an inch, and there are always worries about life, so it is better for us to go together, and we can take care of it." ”

"Thank you for your concern. His pride is undiminished, and his words are loud, "Ziping Mountain's battle, strive to succeed, but also prevent this from being the other party's plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, if the palace is lost, the emperor is in trouble, although Ziping Mountain wins, it is difficult to protect the hearts of Qinglong." ”

His eyes were firm, his folds were shining, and he faintly revealed the ambition to ride the wind and waves, and looked at the two people, "Senior brother, young master, you must be cautious, don't let the thieves have a chance." ”

Mo Han and Yansha felt that the heavy burden of a thousand catties fell on their shoulders, and they couldn't help but be tense and high-spirited, and they understood that if the emperor was lost, even if Ziping Mountain won a big victory, it would be difficult to stabilize the chaotic people's hearts, and this kind of thing must not be allowed to happen!

"Yes, follow the teachings. Leave the palace to us!"

The next day, the people of Mantian City were immersed in the joy of the festival.

Today is the annual Fengxian Festival.

The Fengxian Festival is to commemorate Li Yuehai, a friend of the founding monarch of the Blue Dragon Empire.

It is said that in the battle of the founding of the country, Li Yuehai abandoned the immortal road for the people, returned to the mundane without hesitation, helped his friends to fight in the Quartet, overcame the thorns and thorns, and finally overthrew the Great Sui Empire at that time and established the current Qinglong Empire.

At the beginning of the empire, he did his best to formulate new laws to stabilize the people and help the Blue Dragon Empire get on the right track.

Just when the country was thriving, Li Yuehai's evil qi infected in the war broke out, his serious illness did not heal, and a wisp of heroic soul entered reincarnation.

The king was grief-stricken, the people shed tears to pay tribute, in order to commemorate his great achievements, the court decreed, and set this day every year as the Fengxian Festival.

On the Fengxian Festival, every household puts sky lanterns to express sorrow.

Nowadays, the white clouds and dogs, the vicissitudes of the world, the Fengxian Festival has long lost the meaning of memorial, and has become a happy festival celebrated by the whole world.

On both sides of the street, pennants are fluttering, waving in the wind, and groups of children dressed in new clothes run and play on the wide stone paths, enjoying an unrestrained golden childhood.

Pedestrians gather in twos and threes, talking and laughing, imagining the future, hawkers push all kinds of food and toys with small carts, and sky lanterns are shouting along the street.

Today, the haze of war seems to be dispelled by the hustle and bustle of the festival, and there is only the ordinary, bustling life of mortals.

What they didn't know was that before dawn, more than eighty Qinglong monks of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone, under the leadership of three veteran Daoists with profound mana, went to Ziping Mountain to attend the dangerous Dharma Fighting Festival.

Thousands of miles away, in the north of Ziping Mountain, on the plain where the cold wind howled, the iron-blooded guards of the empire were stationed in the field of life and death of blood and fire, holding cold swords and guns, wearing heavy armor, silently remembering their family members who were far away in the sky.

Mo Han and Yansha had gone to the palace to organize the guard, Mo Yan and Bu Yu were walking on the jubilant street, looking at the passers-by, looking at the colorful streets under the sun, and a warm feeling flowed in their hearts.

The sun is getting higher and higher, and the streets are getting more and more pedestrians, and the streets that were once quite spacious have become a little crowded at some point.

Xue Buyu was walking forward slowly, and through the pedestrians interspersed with passers-by, he suddenly saw two familiar faces, and the other party also noticed him.

The three of them stopped at the same time, less than ten feet apart, and in the passing crowd, smiles gradually appeared on their faces.

Liu Rufeng and Li Feng, the two high-ranking disciples who left the Hate Palace, came to this Barbarian Heavenly City for some reason, and happened to meet Xue Buyu on this bluestone street.

Mo looked at Xue Buyu as if he was speechless, seeing that his expression was different, and following his gaze, two women in the crowd, one green and one white, like two delicate flowers, stood in the crowd of people who kept coming and going, looking at Xue Buyu and greeting with a smile.

"Boy, who are those two little girls?" Mo Yan stabbed his junior brother in the waist with his elbow, his face full of curiosity and gossip.

"Two old acquaintances!" Xue Buyu walked over head-on, stood in front of the two of them, and said with a hearty smile in the warm sunshine, "Two fairies, what a coincidence!"

"Giggles!" Liu Rufeng covered her mouth and chuckled, her graceful waist was like a thin willow in the wind, swaying gently, looking forward to Shenfei's eyes like a flowing glow reflecting the river, dazzling in every way, and her emerald green clothes made her look like a young girl, delicate and elegant, unbelievable!

"Why are you here?" she asked with a smile like a silver bell, exhaling like an orchid.

"Uh~ something. Looking at the delicate woman like a green bamboo after the rain, Xue Buyu really couldn't bear to pull her into the whirlpool of the fighting methods of the monks of the two countries, and casually prevaricated.

"Fairy Li, say goodbye to Lengjiazhuang, okay?"

Li Feng, who was standing behind Liu Rufeng, had bright eyes and bright teeth, ice muscles and jade bones, and was dressed in white like a newly opened peony.

The two willow eyebrows are painted like ink, the shade is suitable, but to that station, the overall temperament is like an eternal iceberg, exuding a chill, making people dare not approach.

Xue Buyu saw that her demeanor was very different from that of Leng Jiazhuang, if she was an enthusiastic and manic female god of war at that time, today she is an indifferent and ruthless Tianshan Snow Lotus.

As expected, Li Feng just glanced at him lightly, and with a "hmm" sound, he turned his head away and ignored Xue Buyu anymore.

After Liu Rufeng met Xue Buyu since the cultivation meeting, he felt very close, and he didn't see anything outside, poked Xue Buyu's heart with his white fingers, and said with a smile: "Xue Daoyou, what's wrong with you? When you see my junior sister, can't you take your eyes off?"

Xue Buyu was silent for a while, and he was still a little junior sister, don't lie to me, okay?

If it's really older than my age, I'm almost the same as my grandmother's grandmother!