At night, a carriage stopped at the gate of the palace, and the groom driving was not amazing, he was a dark-skinned man.

Seeing the old man slowly walking out of the palace, the man jumped out of the carriage in one step, "Master." ”

The old man, who had reached the age of antiquity, looked a little sad, and shook his head at the man who cast an inquiring gaze, "Let's go." ”

The carriage slowly drove towards the Prime Minister's Mansion in the city, and seeing that it was almost at the door of the house, the man driving the car asked, "Master, haven't you seen the king again?"

After being persuaded back by Gonggong Liu, who was in charge of serving the king, in the palace, he hadn't seen Huang Feng of the king in the carriage for several months.

Lifting the curtain and looking at the backward scenery of the city outside the car, the old man's eyes were complicated, could it be that he, the old immortal, really wanted to take a step later than the Barrier Forest Country?

"Wu Biao, is that woman beside the king really a cultivator?"

"Phew. ”

Admiring the old man as a person, the man who volunteered to guard Huang Feng's side as a groom tightened the reins, drank the steed, looked around, and then said: "Master, a few months ago, when the king and her came to visit the master in our mansion, the little one found that something was wrong, looking at her walking movements and demeanor reactions, although the small one is not completely sure, but nine times out of ten, it should be the same as the small one, and he is a martial artist of the Qi Gathering Realm. ”

Huang Song, who has served the royal family of the Disabled Forest Country for three generations, has a sad look on his face that becomes more and more intense, "How can this be good, Tao Yi ignores state affairs and locks himself in the palace all day long, could it be that he was hooked by this woman?"

The old man, who had served the royal family of the Barrier Forest Country for three generations, was anxious and called the name of the current Emperor of the Barrier Forest Kingdom.

The country of barrier forests, with three cities and eleven counties, is respected by Tao.

Helping the old man get out of the carriage, Wu Biao said in a deep voice: "Master, although the little one has no ability, even if the situation in this barrier forest country is chaotic, the small one can spell his name and keep the old man's family worry-free." ”

The old man was affectionate, patted the man's clenched fists, stretched out his finger and pointed to the city and said with a wry smile: "You can keep my family, who can protect this barrier forest country?"

After taking a deep look at the flashing lights of thousands of households in the city, Huang Feng strode into the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Send someone to invite the Taifu and the Taishi to come to the mansion to talk. ”

In the deep palace, an old eunuch wearing a big red python robe embroidered with a crane pattern stood in front of the door and said softly: "Your Majesty, Prime Minister Huang has been sent back to the house by the old slave. ”

In the room, Tao Yi, who was writing a calligraphy, was slightly stunned.

"Okay, stand down. ”

After hearing the words of the master in the house, the old eunuch did not dare to disturb and bowed down.

didn't let the palace maid make up the mattress, and the woman who was warming the man's bed in the quilt sat up, "It seems that the king is not going to court these days, and he is in a hurry to make this Huang Cheng Prime Minister." ”

Walking out of bed in a tulle light skirt, the woman hugged Tao Yi from behind and chuckled: "It seems that the Barrier Forest Country can't live without the king." ”

Tao Yi put down the pen, turned around and took the woman in his arms, and said softly: "It doesn't matter to me whether there is a barrier forest country or not, but I can't live without you." ”

Sniffing the incense of the woman in front of him, the man closed his eyes, "Besides, will there be any obstacles in the future?"

Stroking the chest of the man who had abandoned many for her, the woman felt a little distressed, "To tell you the truth, your majesty, do you regret it?"

"Regrets?"

"The water can't be collected, and from the beginning, there was no way back. ”

Tao Yi pointed to the picture of the mountains and rivers of the barrier forest country on the wall, "I have betrayed my relatives and my ancestral business, and I seem to regret it." ”

"But..."

Lifting the woman's chin and stroking her delicate face, the man smiled, "It's worth it." ”

After settling Tao Yi to sleep, the woman who refused to sleep with the man on the grounds of poor health and a lot of rest wore a Luanfeng robe and walked towards a side palace.

Thinking of Tao Yi holding her hand before going to bed and saying it, Wu Xian gritted his teeth and walked into the house.

The old man wearing the jade crown slowly opened his eyes, "Wu Xian, I see that he has a lot of emotions today, is he retreating?"

Wu Xian, who came here to see the old man in the middle of the night, bowed and said, "Uncle Feng, don't worry, the plan will go on as usual, and there will be no mistakes." ”

A smile appeared at the corner of the old man's mouth, "Wu Xian, this time it will be done, you will have a great contribution to the Wind Valley, and you will definitely be rewarded when the time comes." ”

Looking at the posture of the woman in the robe in front of the hall, the old man sighed with emotion, his senior brother is really blessed, he has such a furnace stunner, if it weren't for the fact that this trip was related to the prosperity of the Wind Valley, presumably the senior brother would not be willing to send this Wu Xian out.

The woman in front of the hall was a little submissive, and the old man who was in a good mood smiled and said, "Wu Xian, do you have anything else?"

Thinking of the man holding her hand, the sentence "I know that you are a cultivator, and I also know your purpose, promise me, after the deed, don't abandon me, let's live an ordinary life together, okay?"

Wu Xian knelt on the ground and pleaded: "Uncle Feng, Wu Xian doesn't dare to expect a reward from the sect, but I just hope that Uncle Feng can see that I work hard for the sect. ”

The old man who was respected in the Shower Valley shook his head and sneered: "Wu Xian, could it be that you have been in love for a long time?"

Gently raising her hand, the head of the woman kneeling on the ground was involuntarily raised, and the old man smiled at this delicate face: "My senior brother has repeatedly asked me that after the matter is completed, I must kill this man who has a good relationship with you, otherwise, he will have a mustard in his heart." ”

"Uncle Fengshi..."

Raising his hand to interrupt the woman, the old man looked displeased, "Wu Xian, do you think you can talk to me like this with some credit?"

"Yo, isn't this Senior Sister Wu?"

Just as Wu Xian was about to explain, someone pushed open the door and walked into the house.

This trip to the Wind Valley and Lingyun Mountain and Sword Blood Mountain Villa to compete for the opportunity, Han Fenghua, a young man who had high hopes in the Wind Valley, walked to the woman's side, saluted the old man and said, "Master." ”

Glancing at Wu Xian's delicate figure beside him, Han Fenghua smiled and said, "Senior sister, why is you kneeling here, master, what's going on?"

Knowing that the apprentice had been thinking about Wu Xian and wanted to eat this tempting stunner, the old man smiled and said: "Your Senior Sister Wu, your heart belongs, here you ask me if you can let her live a dull life after the matter is completed." ”

"Oh, where does the heart belong?"

Han Fenghua sighed, "It seems that I can't get the heart of my senior sister." ”

Stroking the woman's back, Han Fenghua's eyes were hot, and he whispered in her ear: "Senior sister, that Tao Yi must die, even if Uncle Shi doesn't kill him, I will kill him, as for you, when I get the opportunity, I guess Uncle Shi will not be stingy and give you to me as a gift." ”

Licking the woman's earlobe in Wu Xian's trembling, Han Fenghua smiled and said, "Senior sister, you can't escape from the Wind Valley, let alone from my palm." ”

"Alright. ”

The old man got up from his meditation and asked Han Fenghua, "How is the matter going, are the people from Lingyun Mountain and Sword Blood Mountain Villa here?"

Letting go of the woman, Han Fenghua nodded and said, "The people of Sword Blood Villa have entered the city early, but the people of Lingyun Mountain have not been seen for a long time, and they don't know what kind of drug is sold in the gourd. ”

"Lingyun Mountain?"

The old man frowned, "Don't be careful, wait until tomorrow when I meet with the Li Youjian of the Sword Blood Villa, and then make plans." ”

"It's all up to the master. ”

The old man said to Wu Xian, who was still kneeling on the ground: "Wu Xian, you go back and think about it, change your request, the old man will definitely agree to you, these days have reached a critical juncture, you can't be careless, retreat." ”

Trembling and hearing the old man's words, Wu Xian felt a little relieved, didn't dare to stay here, got up and retired.

Suddenly, a crisp slapping sound sounded.

Wu Qian froze in place, not daring to move.

Han Fenghua, who slapped heavily on the woman's tight buttocks, smiled: "I'm sorry senior sister, I missed, I missed." ”

Making a gesture of please, the young man smiled and said, "Senior sister, let's go, I still have something to discuss with the master." ”

Holding back the shyness and anger in his heart, Wu Xian hurriedly walked out.

Staring at the tulle looming between the Fengluan robes, Han Fenghua retracted his gaze, although he wanted to eat this woman in his mouth immediately, but reason told the young man that only after getting this opportunity could he be so unscrupulous.

With a cold snort, the old man re-seated, "Hairy hands and feet, aren't you afraid that she will go to your uncle to complain?"

Sitting next to the old man, Han Fenghua smiled contemptuously, "When I get the opportunity, I can even eat the Wind Valley, what are you afraid of?"

However, the young man hurriedly said: "I'm not afraid of Uncle Shi, but I'm still afraid of Master." ”

There is no blame for the disrespect in the words of the young man, but if he does not have this arrogance, the old man will be disappointed in the young man, and if the cultivator does not have a spirit that is higher than everyone else, what is the difference between him and those mediocre mortals?

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Walking out of a guest room, the man with a scar on his face stretched his waist, and when he saw the figure on the roof, he said with a surprised face: "No, junior brother, you still have this habit?"

On the roof, the young man's feet were slightly open, making a strange movement of stretching out one arm to raise the sword, and holding the sword body with the other, and when he heard the man's words, he retracted his posture and jumped down and stood on the railing.

"Don't spew blood. ”

Knowing that the young man was cultivating the sword pile of the Sword Blood Villa, Li Youjian smiled and said: "If you don't sleep at night, practice swords here, could it be that you Li Han is a nest, worried that you can't fiddle with those two boys?"

Glancing at the man with disgust, he snorted coldly with a hundred blood marks on his sword: "Have you ever been mixed with the rivers and lakes, I call it prepared, do you understand?"

The young man, who had always spoken like a sword, said: "Look at the scar on your face, is it possible that you are still handsome when you are cut off?" ”

slapped the handsome young man standing on the railing downstairs, and said with a smile: "You talk a lot." ”

Gently touching the scar on his face, the man said happily, why is he not handsome?

Moreover, one scar is exchanged for a hundred blood marks, don't you earn?

Next to the stairs, the woman who walked upstairs looked at the man who slapped the young man downstairs, and said in a panic: "Guest officer, you..."

The man turned his head and waved his hand, "It's okay, it's a little fight." ”

Approaching the proprietress who was about to return to the room, the man grabbed the woman's waist and asked with a smile, "Am I handsome?"

Downstairs, when I heard a loud noise, the shopkeeper, who was drunk with his friends, sat up in a daze, and asked Li Han, who stood up with grinning teeth, "Young man, are you okay?"

Li Han shook his head.

Seeing the young man's lively appearance, he thought that there should be nothing wrong, and the shopkeeper said in a daze: "Young man, what time is it?"

Looking at the woman who took the initiative to walk into the house with Li Youji, who took pictures of herself on the dog day, Li Han glanced at the shopkeeper distressedly, "It's April." ”

The shopkeeper, who knew the time, repeated the month of April, and continued to return to the table to drink heartily.

Leaning on a bare tree, the boy looked at the branches, and when it came to April, the tree would be green.

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In the broken temple on the top of the mountain, Song Jieyi, who was leaning against the wall, was a little sleepy, the snow was about to stop outside, hadn't he finished talking to the little boy yet?

On the top of the mountain, the boy and the boy sat on the snow like this, wearing a set of robes given by Dong Nanyan, the boy pinched the snow in his hand, and asked again: "Big brother, I know that you are for my good, but my life is like this, and it is not worth your help for me." ”

Dong Nanyan, who told the little boy named Xiulin that he was going to the Imperial City of the Barrier Forest Kingdom to help him find out his background, said with a smile: "Why is it not worth it?"

The little boy smiled bitterly and said, "I know that you are good brother and willing to help me, but I have nothing to give back to you." ”

Pointing to the broken temple, the boy whispered: "I'm just such a temple, it's not mine, I can only borrow it." ”

Dong Nanyan sat on the ground, as if talking to the little boy again, and as if talking to the distance again, "Don't accept fate, life is your own, not someone else's." I didn't stand and talk without back pain, and I used to be just like you. ”

"Like me?"

Dong Nanyan smiled lightly, "Yes, just like you, even now, I don't know my life experience, and I don't know who my biological parents are, I can understand you, that kind of feeling of wanting to know but not wanting to know." ”

"You're better than me, at least you know some clues, so don't give up,"

"As for why you say why I should help you, because in the past, when I was helpless and confused, there were people who helped me like I helped you. ”

Unexpectedly, the handsome-looking boy used to be the same as him, and the little boy said softly, "Thank you." ”

Touching the child's head, Dong Nanyan smiled and said, "Don't thank me, if one day in the future, you also meet someone like us who has the same experience, I hope you will be like this when the time comes." ”

"I will, big brother. ”

Skillfully pinching out a Buddha statue with snow, Xiulin smiled: "The Buddha said that good people have good rewards, big brother, you are a good person." ”

Dong Nanyan smiled and shook his head, "Good people often don't ask for good rewards. ”

The statue pinched by the little boy was lifelike, and Dong Yanyan was curious: "How can you do this?"

Xiulin smiled shyly, "I always feel a little embarrassed to borrow and live in the temple, I can't afford incense, so sometimes I will follow the Buddha statues I saw in the city before and pinch some with clay." ”

Remembering that there was no statue of the deity in the temple, Xiulin explained: "The clay will dry up quickly, so I am afraid of offending the Buddha, so I will bury the statue in the soil before the soil dries up." ”

Looking at the snow-white Buddha statue in front of him, the little boy said softly: "I said that I will build a statue that will not dry out in the future and enshrine it in this temple." ”

Thinking of the wish he made in front of the willow tree in his hometown, Dong Nanyan had a whim and said with a smile: "Teach me." ”

In Xiulin's surprise, Dong Nanyan grabbed a handful of snow and said sincerely: "I also said this kind of oath. ”

Holding the Wanqing Sword lightly, Ye Zhi heard Dong Nanyan and Xiulin's conversation, and her heart was touched, it turned out that the little uncle had such an experience.

Song Jieyi knew what happened to the young man, looking at the boy and boy outside the door who were carefully teaching and listening carefully, the girl smiled lightly, and asked Qi Daozhen, who had been thinking about it, "Daoist, what's wrong with you?"

Qi Daozhen shook his head and signaled that he was fine, the little Taoist just had a question that he hadn't figured out, so he had been thinking about it here.

The ghost who secretly followed the little boy seemed to be just following the little boy, and his footsteps were all around the temple, as if he had never been close to this temple, why?

Thinking about it, Qi Daozhen, who couldn't figure it out, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.

In the empty and dilapidated temple, there is a line of big characters on a wall, but the strange thing is that the little Taoist priest who searched carefully did not find it, Dong Nanyan outside the temple did not find it, Song Jieyi, who was wearing a green god robe and was shaky, did not find it, Ye Zhi did not find it, and Ye Zhiqiu, who cultivated to a high level, did not find it.

The handwriting is sloppy, but the vigorous and powerful large characters seem to have been inscribed by someone who was drunk and crazy.

Wine and meat passed through the intestines, and the Buddha stayed in his heart.

Looking down the ten big characters, there is a line of very small characters, the handwriting is immature, not neat, just neatly written on the top of the words.

In the clay statue cracked temple, the golden body rises in the heart.

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There are all kinds of characters, there is no discipline in the mixed city, all by fist talk, today you may be a momentary beauty, boundless happiness, but you may not be sure to die tomorrow, the corpse is separated.

So no one dares to say that they dominate this eccentric city.

At this moment, Lin Ai Mansion, which is regarded as an overlord in the eccentric city, is kneeling on the ground, trembling.

Ahead, a woman in a white gauze robe stepped lightly on the man's backbone and walked into this immortal mansion, which is known as watching the clouds on the ground and listening to the sound of rain in the fog.

Eccentric City, has always been patriarchal, but Yulin Gongzi, who is willing to be humiliated by a woman like this, stays until the woman sits down, and does not dare to get up, prostrate in front of the woman, because the woman is wearing a white dress under the white veil, so the man does not dare to raise his head, puts his head on the ground, and whispers: "Welcome to the fairy, Lin Ai Mansion is shining, and the villain is honored." ”

Sitting on a chair admiring the view, the woman smiled, "You are better at talking than the previous ones." ”

Hearing what the woman said, Yulin Gongzi was in a cold sweat, and the lessons from the past were nakedly there, did he dare to speak?

Eccentric City, several forces that are only larger than Lin Ai Mansion were eliminated from this kind of city overnight, just because of the woman in front of him.

After seeing the beautiful scenery, the woman was in a good mood, motioned for the man to step forward a little, and stepped on the man's head.

The woman's first words made the man cold.

"You deserve to die, for no reason, I just want to kill you. ”

However, in the trembling of Yulin Gongzi, the woman said slowly: "But the scenery here is good, you can be a man when you arrive, and you can not die." ”

Taking out a painting from her bosom and throwing it on the ground, the woman got up and said, "Remember the person in this painting, and when he comes here, you must not be lazy." ”

When the woman walked away, the Yulin son breathed a sigh of relief, and picked up the painting on the ground in shock, in which a handsome young man smiled warmly.

It's like next to the stream, Dong Nanyan looked like when he saw Zhou Shao.