At the same time as the Eastern Antarctic Empire achieved a landmark victory, the Western Antarctic Empire and the Southern Barbarian Empire also took no small step towards victory.

The West Pole Empire, the core part of the West Pole Buddhism Gate fully returned to Putuo Mountain, closed the mountain and locked the door. Some of the outer Buddhist disciples did not know whether they were instructed or spontaneous, and they were born to walk in the western pole to help some innocent people who were in a desperate situation due to the war. This is very similar to the Dongji Dao Palace.

The Antarctic Empire of the Antarctic Empire, I don't know what agreement it has reached with the barbarians, and the barbarians no longer use those armor soldiers of the Antarctic Empire to "practice". Once the Antarctic Empire is not blocked by the powerful barbarians, it will immediately be invincible, and it will sweep through the land of the Antarctic like a decay, although those indigenous tribes are not weak, but they have no organization and tactics, and the high-end combat power is too much worse than the Antarctic Empire, so they can't hold long in front of the powerful Antarctic Empire, and they have been defeated.

The victory of the three empires of the East Pole Empire, the West Pole Empire and the Antarctic Empire is just around the corner, and anyone with a discerning eye can see this unstoppable trend in the world.

As for the Arctic Empire, which has already joined forces with the demon clan and then unified the Northern Wilderness, it has begun to vigorously rectify and digest those dynasties and sects that have been subdued, among which there are many big families and famous families, all of whom have truly submitted to the Arctic Empire, and are closely linked with it, and they share honor and disgrace.

The Ice God Palace and the Fire God Temple, which previously dominated the Northern Barren Rivers and Lakes, as well as the great sects that sincerely followed them, all closed their doors and locked their doors, isolated from the world. The Son of Heaven of the Arctic Empire and the Demon Ancestor of the Northern Desolation Demon Clan discussed and secretly decided not to pay attention to these stubborn and powerful sects, and discussed preparing to unify Zhongzhou and then turn around and clean up these super sects and big sects whose current strength should not be underestimated. At present, the main action they have joined forces is to rectify the dynasties and sects that have been subdued. After all, there are thousands of large and small dynasties and tens of thousands of sects, and it is still difficult to digest it, and it can be strangled to death if you are not careful.

The situation of these four empires is both sighing and embarrassing. According to the statistics of several of the hundred princes, because of the chaos launched by the four empires, hundreds of millions of people were directly killed and injured in the land of the four regions and eight states, and I don't know how many people were indirectly. What's even more terrifying is that the next four empires will join forces to attack Zhongzhou, and it will definitely be another disaster. The middle state is no bigger than the other eight states, one state is as big as several states combined. Therefore, no one knows what number the number of deaths can soar to next, but it will definitely make future generations shake their heads, regret constantly, and grieve.

When the four empires worked hard to unify the place where they were located, the sons of Zhongzhou did not sit still.

On this day, an old man in a Confucian shirt walked in the county town of a small dynasty in Zhongzhou.

The county town was cold and sparsely populated, and there were no pedestrians on the streets, only the occasional pass-by and hurried pedestrian.

The scorching sun penetrated into the world, and the burning people did not dare to go out, and they all fled the heat at home, but the vast majority of people could not afford to buy a large amount of ice at home, so it was still stuffy and made people sweat.

In the southwest corner of the county seat, there is a pond loft. The winding stone bridge road is framed on the water covered with lotus leaves, and the cool breeze blowing through the lotus leaves and the water surface makes the air feel refreshed.

At this time, in a pavilion on the pond, there was a man in white with a face like a crown of jade and a long jade body playing chess, but there was no one on the opposite side of the chessboard in front of him, and his opponent was himself.

On the side, there was a woman with a peach blossom face and a woman in the moon who tilted her head slightly, looking at the man in white who was concentrating on playing chess with a smile.

On either side of this beautiful and moving woman, there were two more people sitting, a young man with clear eyebrows and a slim girl. Both of them looked at the chessboard seriously, especially the graceful girl, who frowned tightly, bit her lip lightly with her teeth, and thought about the changes on the chessboard.

The man in white frowned at the chessboard for a moment, then stretched out his right hand and picked up a jade-polished chess piece, and then gently placed the jade chess piece somewhere on the chessboard, his brows furrowed.

"Nianyu, can you rest when you're tired from playing chess?" said the beautiful woman looking at the sweat on the forehead of the man in white.

Kong Nianyu smiled and nodded, "Xiwan, Qinglang, Qingle, do you three want to eat something?" I'll buy it for you." ”

Mu Xiwan smiled slightly, and the lotus flower was about to shake its petals shyly, "No need, it's very hot, it's good for us to sit quietly and blow the cool breeze." ”

Mu Qinglang and Mu Qingle are also eleven or twelve years old and know some things, so they both shook their heads at this time, indicating that they didn't want to eat anything.

Of course, this is not to see the outside, over the years, Kong Nianyu has been very good to these two children who have no blood connection with him, he has always regarded himself as their biological father, and sometimes even feels that if he has a child, maybe he will treat him as well as this pair of brothers and sisters. And these two children have always regarded Kong Nianyu as their biological father, because in their eyes, Kong Nianyu treats them as well as their mother, which they both knew when they were very young. So the relationship between them couldn't be better.

Mu Xiwan is still a beauty, although she is just 30 years old this year, she is still like a young girl of 20 years old. And Kong Nianyu still has the same warm and mellow face as before, but now it has added the elegant fairy feeling of a Confucian scholar.

Mu Xiwan saw that Kong Nianyu was a little tired from playing chess, so she took out the banana leaf guqin that Kong Nianyu gave her with her. On the side of the guqin, the words "Gift to Miss Mu" are engraved, which were engraved by Kong Nianyu himself.

The sound of the piano sounded, Mu Xiwan's slender jade hand fluttered flexibly and softly on the guqin, and the notes walked out of the guqin as if they were alive and entered the hearts of the listeners.

Kong Nianyu is a master of the piano, and when he was young, he boasted that he was almost unmatched. But every time I hear Mu Xiwan's piano sound, I can't help but revel in it, feeling that this is the best piano sound in the world.

Mu Qinglang and Mu Qingle looked at Kong Nianyu who was intoxicated, and the two glanced at each other and couldn't help but smile at each other.

The breeze flowed quietly between the pavilions, blowing the hair and clothes of the beautiful woman, and blowing the longing and yearning of the young girl.

At this time, the old man in the Confucian shirt who had entered this small county town walked into the attic platform of the pool, and slowly walked along the stone bridge road and the three or two steps paved with cobblestones on the pool, and walked towards this pavilion.

The old man in the Confucian shirt went straight to the gazebo.

Kong Nianyu still closed his eyes and listened to the wonderful sound of the world, Mu Qinglang and Mu Qingle, the two brothers and sisters, noticed the old man in Confucian shirts, and were about to speak, when the old man in Confucian shirts smiled and waved his hand to signal that there was no need to disturb.

Mu Xiwan is still playing the guqin wholeheartedly, intoxicated by it, and does not know anything else.

The old man in the Confucian shirt just stood with his hands in his hands, letting the cool breeze blow the white beard at the corners of his mouth.

The sound of the piano finally reached its peak, and Mu Xiwan's slender jade-like fingers quickly swept across the surface of the piano, and then stopped abruptly.

The aftermath is still lingering, still echoing in the heart.

When Mu Xiwan finished playing the piano, she found the old man in a Confucian shirt.

Kong Nianyu opened his eyes, stood up, tidied up the white clothes on his body, and then walked in front of the old man in Confucian shirts, and bowed over, "Sir, the student has disappeared in the past nine years, which makes you worried." ”

The contemporary old lord of the Confucian Mansion smiled slightly, looked at Kong Nianyu, and then turned his head to look at Mu Xiwan, his eyes were full of kindness and gentleness, as well as satisfaction, he asked Kong Nianyu with a playful smile: "Nianyu, this is ......"

Kong Nianyu's face turned a little red, looked at Mu Xiwan, who was also blushing, and introduced with a smile: "Sir, this is the student's beloved woman." ”

"Oh, what, are you going to take your son and daughter-in-law to escape the world?" said the old lord of the Confucian Mansion with a frown.

Kong Nianyu shook his head, "Sir, I don't dare to forget the teachings of the sages and sages, I still have the responsibility of stability in the world on my shoulders, and the peace in the world is still the student's ambition and the ideal of his life." ”

The old mansion lord stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Children have a long relationship, and they should be let go at this time." ”

Mu Xiwan rubbed the corners of her clothes with both hands, pursed her lips, then took a step forward, and said to Kong Nianyu with a smile: "Nianyu, you go to do your thing, don't delay it because of me and Qinglang Qingle, I know that what you have to do is very important." ”

Kong Nianyu's body trembled, walked in front of Mu Xiwan, stroked the black hair of the woman in front of her, and was speechless.

The old mansion lord did not disturb this behavior, and looked at this scene with a smile.

"This girl, I don't object to the relationship between you, but now Nianyu really can't get out of this general trend in the world, so she may have to wronged you. To be honest, I'm still very satisfied with you, of course, it's not that I can see your character at a glance, but what can make Nianyu so reluctant to forget, you are still the first, back then, when this kid walked thousands of miles after the weak crown, when he left the Confucian Mansion, he was not so reluctant to me, an old man who watched him grow up. The old mansion owner quipped.

Mu Xiwan looked at Kong Nianyu, stunned, and finally said in a low voice without saying a thousand words: "I'll wait for you." ”

A thousand words swirl in my heart, but they are not as good as these three words.

Kong Nianyu was speechless, just looked at Mu Xiwan deeply, and then nodded heavily.

Finally, he touched Mu Qinglang and Mu Qingle's heads again, and after taking a deep breath, he walked to the old mansion master's side.

The old mansion lord looked at the reluctant gazes of the two, and his heart was complicated. The Confucian Holy Master who had disappeared from the world for thousands of years before actually appeared in front of him and said this to him, "These two young juniors are very good. ”

In front of him, the Holy Ancestor only commented on this sentence briefly, and then left in the wind, which made his heart shake. It turns out that the Holy Prophet is really still alive. This was the first time in his life that he had met this legendary figure, and he had only read the Confucian classics left by the sage.

The complicated feelings of the old mansion lord finally turned into beauty in his heart. He saw the woman holding a child in one hand, and although her eyes were red at the end, she was smiling goodbye to the gentleman-titled student beside her.

Kong Nianyu looked back for the last time, looking at the smiling woman standing in the breeze, and felt that it was worth it even if he was allowed to die for such a beautiful and moving scenery.

Yes, for her, thousands of times, without regrets.