The alliance of the six clans retreated as promised, like a haze covering the sky dissipated, although everyone in Anshun City had the heart of death in a decisive battle, they were all relieved at this moment, and they felt that the stone in their hearts had finally been put down.

Jiang Ying arranged the treatment of the wounded after the war and the protection and repair of the city head in an orderly manner, while Chen Mingye silently watched her busy figure, and was a little confused for a while.

The opportunity of Qingxuan Mountain finally appeared, and the boulder that had been burdened in his heart for a long time slowly fell, but he was vaguely at a loss.

In the City Lord's Mansion, Jiang Ying finished dealing with a few urgent matters, and when she looked up, she noticed that he was a little distracted, so she got up and walked over gently, and asked, "What's wrong with my personal guard?"

Chen Mingye came back to his senses, and the corners of his mouth hooked: "I think you have lost your mind." ”

"Flim tongue," Jiang Ying took a sip and glanced at him, "Are you snickering in your heart?"

"What are you snickering at?" Chen Mingye was inexplicable.

"The opportunity you have been waiting for for a long time in Qingxuan Mountain. Jiang Ying's eyes wandered, and the soft wattle hidden behind her was slightly hooked.

"Sooner or later, what is there to be happy about. Chen Mingye shrugged his shoulders and smiled helplessly, "That old man really had a problem when I saw it." ”

Jiang Ying whispered softly, low but lingering in his ear: "Thank you." ”

"How do you thank you?" Chen Mingye stepped forward, and the whole person was almost attached to her body.

Jiang Ying's gaze was slightly confused, but she bit her lip lightly, put her slender hand on his chest, pushed him out far away, coughed her throat and said coquettishly: "I will reward you with a month's salary first, if your personal guard is good, the city lord will have an additional reward." ”

"Then thank my little Ying'er first. Chen Mingye rubbed his arm that was slightly painful in the push, and thought for a while, "Xiao Ying'er, let me ask you, if you can also go to Qingxuan, will you go?"

Jiang Ying glanced at him in a daze, and after a long time, she shook her head and said, "I want to stay in Anshun City." ”

Chen Mingye sighed: "You are still very young, there is no need to shoulder such a responsibility by yourself early." ”

Jiang Ying walked over and stood side by side with him under the eaves, and looked up at the blue sky: "This is Jiang's responsibility, although I still don't understand the decision he made back then, but I still gradually understand some of the things he was thinking." ”

Chen Mingye looked at the heroic and upright woman beside him, and sighed slightly: "What Uncle Jiang hopes most is that you can be happy and happy forever, and you don't have to suppress yourself too much, after all, there is me." ”

"You?" Jiang Ying pursed.

"Have you forgotten that I am also the former young marshal of Beizhou?" Chen Mingye squinted his eyes, looked at the sun shining with countless lights above his head, and laughed softly, "The stall that my father left me is no less than yours." ”

"Have you ever thought about what to do in the future?" Jiang Ying's crystal eyes were full of his figure.

"Let's take one step at a time," Chen Mingye shrugged, "I don't know what my dad arranged for me to come to Qingxuan Mountain for a long time." ”

"Although I haven't met Uncle Chen, I know that he should be for your good, and you must be obedient when you go with that Taoist. ”

Chen Mingye seemed to laugh when he heard it: "What kind of identity are you asking me to do here?"

Jiang Ying was speechless for a while, and a touch of red slowly rose on her always cold pretty face: "Little brother, ......"

"Little brother?" the corners of Chen Mingye's mouth hooked, "Xiao Ying'er, is this humiliating me?"

"Hmph, you're really not a good person," Jiang Ying bit her lip lightly and glared at him fiercely, "Dad must have been deceived by you." ”

Far from being lethal in the slightest, this stare is extraordinarily stylish. Rao is Chen Mingye's cheekiness couldn't stand it for a while, and he couldn't help touching his nose to relieve the embarrassment.

"If I really leave, will I miss me?" Chen Mingye turned his head to look at the woman in plain clothes and said with a smile.

Jiang Ying still looked up at the sky silently and didn't say a word.

"It's really ruthless, Xiao Ying'er. Chen Mingye knew that she had always been cold, so she chuckled, turned around and went out of the court with her hands behind her back.

Jiang Ying opened her mouth slightly, but she didn't spit out a word.

The first seven days of the Jiang River were rainy days. The people of the whole city brought their own vegetarian food to see them off. Jiang Ying held the coffin in her hand, and the cold light in her eyes was awe-inspiring.

Chen Ming walked with him at night, silently walking beside Jiang Ying.

The cemetery was chosen to be in a place with abundant water and grass outside the city, and according to Jiang Ying's order, there was no complicated funeral ceremony, but everything was simple.

This is a prominent general who fought for southern Xinjiang when he was alive, but he is also a returnee who was simply buried in his homeland after his death.

The dignified lord, the third-grade master, and the giant of one side, but he chose a place with a good landscape to return to.

The crowd receded after the noise, and Jiang Ying maintained the posture of kneeling in front of the grave and never got up.

Chen Mingye also followed silently, Cai Ling'er followed the old way to the six clans, and it should have returned to Aoki together, and there was no news for the time being. Therefore, only two people are left in this place silently facing each other, fortunately, the scenery is chic, if it is not rainy, it is quite a pleasant place.

Chen Mingye held a black umbrella to protect Jiang Ying from the rain.

"Uncle Jiang knows that he will definitely be very relieved to see you manage Anshun City so well. Chen Mingye looked at the woman in white and said softly.

"Thank you. Jiang Ying looked at the tombstone in front of her, the green silk was hanging down, and her body was so thin that it seemed to fall down as if the wind was blowing.

"My father told me early on that when he left, he would be buried with his mother. Jiang Ying stretched out her hand and brushed out the small flowers in front of the monument that were a little scattered in the rain, "It's just that it's a little shabby after all." ”

"Uncle Jiang wishes, so it's good. Chen Mingye comforted.

After all, he still didn't keep his promise. Jiang Ying muttered in a low voice, "He once promised me that he would definitely wait until I beat him in three moves." ”

"He also said that he must wait until the day I get married, and he will personally hand me over to his most satisfactory son-in-law. ”

He also said that if he has a child in the future, whether it is a man or a woman, he must study hard, our Jiang family can't be all martial artists, he has planned how to train his little grandchildren. ”

"How can he, just like this......" The voice of the woman in white was hoarse, like a fragile little flower in the wind and rain.

"He went ahead and opened a smooth path for us. Since then, every step we have taken has been imprinted with his footprints, and as long as we are still advancing, he will never disappear. Chen Mingye looked at the low tombstone and said slowly, "Xiao Ying'er, Uncle Jiang's greatest wish is that you can live happily and freely. From now on, you are his only remaining bloodline in this world, you have to use your own eyes to see the thousands of wonderful things in this world for him, if you are happy, he will be happy, and if you are sad, he will be sad. ”

"Promise me, never carry the burden alone in the future, don't keep your unhappiness in your heart, and choose your happiest way to live, okay?"

Jiang Ying raised her head and looked at him in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Feeling the bleak light in her eyes suddenly, Chen Mingye inexplicably felt that his heartbeat had missed a beat.

Jiang Ying opened her mouth, but she didn't spit out a word after all.

"Bearded!" suddenly came a crisp voice behind him.

Chen Mingye turned around when he heard this, and at a glance he saw the girl who had changed back into colorful clothes, looking at him with a delicate face. Beside her, Lao Dao was still wearing the same old Taoist robe, without the transcendent appearance of a cultivator.

"Are you back?" Patriarch Aoki is alright?" he asked, getting up and speaking.

"Mm-hmm," Cai Ling'er was obviously in a good mood, "Grandpa also promised me that I could come out and play by myself this time!"

"What are you going out to play!" Lao Dao suddenly reached out and tapped on the girl's head, "I said that I would go to Qingxuan with me, and your grandfather agreed to let you out, why did you come out to play?"

"Pain, pain, pain!" The girl covered her head and stared at Lao Dao angrily, and then pitifully threw her moist eyes at Chen Mingye, "Bearded, he bullied me!"

Chen Mingye laughed dryly, what is this little girl looking for me, this old man is a ruthless person who can hang the master of Jiupin with a hammer.

Seeing Chen Mingye's inaction, Cai Ling'er suddenly pouted unhappily, and turned her head away from him with a snort.

"Boy, how is it, are you ready?" Lao Dao looked at Chen Mingye, smiling.

"What is there to prepare, except for that letter, I could have come to southern Xinjiang empty-handed. Chen Mingye shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands.

"Hehe," Lao Dao glanced at Jiang Ying behind him, stroked his long beard and said, "Little Jiang City Lord, then I took both of them away." ”

Jiang Ying raised her eyes slightly, her autumn pupils reflected Chen Mingye's figure, she spoke softly, her tone was as indifferent as ever, but it seemed to tremble slightly: "It's a long trouble." ”

Chen Mingye took a deep look at the beautiful woman who was still kneeling in front of the grave, and sighed slightly: "Take care of yourself." ”

Cai Ling'er waved at her: "Goodbye, sister." ”

Chen Mingye turned around, but heard a slight dream-like murmur behind him.

"I'll wait for you to come back!"