Without waiting for Rong Xian to speak, Xiao Yuan personally revealed: "I heard that it is from the Yu family, those people look really majestic, and they are monks." The characters who can move mountains and reclaim the sea are really amazing. ”

He said with emotion and envy: "If I were so powerful, you and the child would not have to suffer." ”

When Rong Xian heard him say this, a question mark slowly typed out on her head.

She didn't seem to be emotionally stable, and the complex emotions were almost substantial.

You are the second on the list and envy a group of scum who didn't even make it to the list?

Did you just have amnesia?

It looks like she's lost his mind.

Otherwise, you will even forget about your cultivation.

If Xiao Yuan was really stupid, Rong Xian would never let him stay.

She was rather reluctant to take care of an older fool.

"You don't have to be envious. Rong Xian said in a calm tone, "You are a monk. ”

Xiao Yuan: Pupil earthquake.

He never thought he would be so powerful.

He asked excitedly, "Then will I fly to the sky and the earth?"

Rong Xian slowly, revealing an expression that looked mentally retarded.

Xiao Yuan wiped his face: Okay, needless to say.

He stopped talking, but Rong Xian was curious about the Yu family.

"I heard that the people of the Yu family are very compassionate, they take in many homeless people, there are many monks who practice medicine to save the world, and they are still killing evil demons and crooked ways like ascetics all year round, and there are also disciples of Tianji Pavilion who also have a great relationship with the Yu family. Rong Xian said calmly.

In general, the Yu family is a person who is protected by the merits of the Heavenly Dao.

Most of their family members are at the level of Holy Father and Holy Mother.

Although there are also scum, the number is very rare.

It can be said to be a strange thing in the family.

Rong Xian quite dislikes this family.

Probably because her bared teeth will be repaid and other people's big bellies can be compatible.

Xiao Yuan walked to the cradle and bent down to touch the baby's sleeping face, sneered and said, "Since you are so kind, why do you want to help Zhao Guo participate in the war of the Immortal Dynasty, it is really difficult to live up to your reputation." ”

Rong Xian suddenly heard the news, and a certain dark aura behind her could simply scare people to death.

Under Xiao Yuan's frightened heart, the corners of her mouth slowly hooked up a faint smile, with a warm smile in her voice, and said, "So that's the case, the Yu family still has ideas." ”

Seeing that her expression was still the same, Xiao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled stupidly, just thinking that he had just sensed it wrong.

But he didn't notice the indifference and coldness hidden under the gentleness in Rong Xian's tone.

Rong Dynasty, Qianjing.

After the envoy sent by Ye Wenchun returned from the Shanhai Dojo, the three elders of the Shanhai Dojo led their disciples to the Red Sea Bai Taiwei army to support.

The addition of the Ziyun Dojo and the Shanhai Dojo was like a weather vane, and for a time, many large and small forces in the northern Xinjiang continent chose to participate in the war, either Zhao and Jiang, or Rong.

There are relatively few forces that come to Rongguo's aid, and between Emperor Xu, an existence that has been hating his own family all day long, the allies can simply defend it with one hand.

There are also some forces that Rong Xian offended that did not participate in the armies of Zhao and Jiang, and that was all for the sake of the Sword Emperor's face.

Rong Xian still regrets this, she also wants to use this war to sweep away the major forces in the northern Xinjiang continent.

Even if it can't be destroyed, it is necessary to let them break their muscles and bones.

It's a pity.

The Daoist Master of the Shanhai Dojo is very good at being a person, and handed over a rare magic weapon named Xuan Ming to the envoy of Rong Guo, informing him that this was a gift of reparation for their delay in going to the Red Sea.

When the envoy brought this magic weapon back to China, Rong Hao threw it directly in the private vault without even looking at it.

The war between the three countries lasted for five years, and the Red Sea could be called a sea of blood.

The whistling wind was mixed with a strong smell of blood, and although the military flag erected high was protected by the military spirit, it had lost a lot of color, and there were mottled blood stains all around, which looked particularly gloomy.

Even the imposing Jiang and Zhao Erguo also have a lot.

They didn't expect Rong Guo to be so difficult to gnaw, no matter how hard they fight, they couldn't be killed, and the background was simply amazing.

You must know that they have begun to complain in the country, and they can't make ends meet.

But Rong Guo was not as relaxed as they imagined, and with His Majesty's long absence from appearing, the country, which had a good atmosphere, slowly became dull.

The dark clouds that pressed over their heads persisted, and people feared that the king's mind would grow stronger day by day.

They have already lost the Sword Emperor and cannot afford to lose the Sword Emperor again.

And Rong Guo could not afford to change two emperors in a short period of time.

The war went on day by day, and everyone's hearts hung in the air.

People are looking at the direction of the battlefield every day, always hoping that the war will end and their relatives will be able to return home safely.

But in addition to regular conscription every once in a while, what they see most often is funeral mourners.

They were veterans who retired on the battlefield because of disability, and because they could no longer continue to serve the country, they were ordered by Rong Hao to form an army, which specially transported the relics of the soldiers who died on the battlefield and the rewards and compensation given by the imperial court, so that the soldiers could no longer worry about it, and they could rest assured that the orphans and mothers at home could not worry.

In the past five years, every time the city gate is opened, whether it is a soldier guarding the city or a street vendor, whether it is a high-ranking official, a rich merchant or a poor child, even a monk with advanced cultivation, in the face of such a group of mourning soldiers, they all silently stopped, bent down slightly to see them leave.

This is the most sincere admiration and admiration for the brave soldiers who sacrificed their lives on the battlefield to besiege their home and country, as well as the uncontrollable grief that surged up.

This gesture of silence brought tears to the eyes of those in the crowd who were touched by the sadness.

I don't know when the wind blew, and the thin rain wet my hair.

Everyone is used to it.

Whenever the mourners appear, the weather is always as oppressive and heavy as people's moods.

The funeral procession parted, each holding a stack of things and silently heading in a certain direction for a family.

When they came out, they could hear the cry of pain in the house.

Everyone knew that when the mourners left, white sails would float in the city, and people in white mourning clothes would become the main theme of the city.

East Palace.

Rong Hao stood at the door of the main hall, looking at the void calmly.

It's like looking through a high fence at the people who are in pain.

He didn't look at it for a long time, and it only took a moment to lower his eyes, covering the emotions leaking from his eyes, making the sharp edge that had held power for a long time, strategizing, and directing the country dispersed mostly, leaving only a bit of childishness.

He was already young, but he had learned that he could not be angry.

This is what he learned during the years of the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

It's completely different from the Mother Empress.

The mother queen laughed and scolded easily, but it was even more unpredictable.

Because she may let your whole family die with a smile on her face, or she may just let you die with anger.

Thinking of the mother emperor, Rong Hao restrained his inadvertent gentleness.

The consumption of war materials has caused the state treasury to begin to make ends meet, and officials have come up to sue for peace.