Winter goes to spring, three years is not long, and it is not short.

In Vermilion Bird City, at this time, the sky is gradually entering dusk, Jiang Xiaoman is sitting in front of the window with his cheeks up, the slanting sun breaks through the window, and the golden red reflected on the side of the young man's face.

In the late summer and early autumn, the autumn breeze in the border areas is the coolest.

Outside the window, the pond in the courtyard of the Overseer's Mansion is dotted with a few lotus flowers that have not yet faded their color, and the lotus leaves under the lotus branches touch the water surface, stirring the water ripples.

The girl was slim, squatting by the lotus pond, Jiang Xiaoman's gaze crossed the window and finally fell on the girl.

Jiang Moli squatted by the lotus pond, stretched out her hand to pick a lotus flower, but finally retracted her hand with a light sigh, and now she was very upset.

It is said that a girl's feelings are always poems, this year Jiang Mo is nineteen years old, to say that there are thousands of poems hidden in his heart, each of which is for the same person.

It's just that this person is going to leave after today, and Jiang Moli doesn't want to ask about the return date. She knew that some words would change the taste of a lot of hazy things once she asked them.

Simply don't ask.

Time is a good thing, the years can precipitate too much of the past, the people you meet, the roads you walk, the books you read, and the things you have experienced will gradually become the capital that makes people remember and miss.

Jiang Moli lost a memory, it was about before the age of ten, and after the age of ten, he was in the Suzaku City Overseer's Mansion.

So the people I met after the age of ten, the roads I walked, the books I read, and the things I experienced were all related to a teenager since the age of ten.

"Moli, I'm leaving tomorrow. Jiang Xiaoman sighed lightly, propped up the window with one hand and rolled over, and walked behind the girl with very light steps, and the voice was even softer, so light that even he didn't seem to hear it.

"How many times have you said that you want to call sister..."The girl didn't look back, whispered a lot, and then chuckled again: "Forget it, you're going to leave Vermilion Bird City, and I don't care about you anymore." ”

"My father and mother said that I am the little Vermilion Bird of the Jiang clan in Great Xia, and if I am a Vermilion Bird, I should flap my wings above the Nine Heavens. Jiang Xiaoman took a few steps forward slightly, sat side by side with Jiang Moli, looked at the pool of lotus flowers and said, "But when I think of leaving my father and mother, leaving you, I don't want to be that kind of Vermilion Bird, Sister Moli, you said I'm not leaving, okay?

"Fool, what are you talking about!" Jiang Moli hid his emotions very well, stretched out a finger and pointed at the forehead of the young man beside him and scolded with a smile: "Aunt Lin is willing to let you go to the outside world to see if she has made up her mind, and she will not let you go if your mother hears the truth." ”

"But when Uncle Eleventh left, he said that I would practice the Unrepentant Heavenly Spear to the ninth level before I could get out of Vermilion Bird City, and I have been working hard all these years but I have only reached the seventh level. Jiang Xiaoman stretched out his hand to catch the green jade finger on his forehead, but he was gently dodged by the girl and failed, and finally couldn't help muttering: "And until now, the blood in my body has not awakened, and if I don't awaken, I can't practice Nirvana, and if I don't have Nirvana, I will only shoot in seven moves, and I will really be bullied outside, and I can't even find anyone who supports me." ”

"How do I remember that Uncle Eleventh said that you are not allowed to marry me if you can't practice the ninth level?" The girl suddenly realized that what she said was a little ambiguous, and she couldn't help covering her mouth and her cheeks were red.

Although the words were said by Jiang Che, the old and unashamed eleventh uncle, it was true, but now that Jiang Mo said it again, it changed a little.

"Hehe, Mo Li, you see that you are not careful, you will tell the truth!" The young man laughed, his emotions were also diluted a lot because he was about to part, relying on himself that he was now much stronger than the girl next to him, and his body insisted on leaning his head on Jiang Moli's shoulder.

Hide, Jiang Moli didn't want to hide, he glanced at the young man next to him, it didn't matter if he wanted to separate and let him succeed once.

"When you get outside, don't be reckless, let people bully and beat you hard, you will be taught a lesson, you can't run!" the girl looked at a pool of lotus flowers, and whispered to the lazy young man who was leaning his head on her shoulder and was beaming proudly.

"Hmm!"

It was rare for the young man not to laugh, leaning on the gentle village and closing his eyes gently, he was afraid that he would have to leave when he opened it again.

The golden black falling jade cicada rises, the night of the border land is the most beautiful, the stars in the sky are dotted on the sky curtain, the jade cicada looks down on the land with a holy light, sprinkled on the two teenagers, like a lover's eyes gently flowing.

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In another lit room on the Overseer's Mansion in Vermilion Bird City, this courtyard belongs to Jiang Yao and Lin Mei, except for Jiang Xiaoman and Jiang Mo on weekdays, ordinary attendants in the Overseer's Mansion are not allowed to enter, so it is also very quiet.

Lin Mei held a needle and thread in her hand and carefully sewed clothes for her son who was about to go out, and Jiang Yao was holding a book on the side, but obviously he didn't read a word.

"Husband, how long do you say it will take for our little barbarian to come back from this trip?" Sighing softly, Lin Mei put down the work in her hand, looked at Jiang Yao and asked softly, when did her eyes turn red.

The mother of the child is worried, especially for the only son who has never left her side.

"Silly Nizi, Xiao Man'er will come back when it's time to come back. Putting down the book in his hand, Jiang Yao didn't look at his wife and said softly.

It is said that the general died in a hundred battles and could control any emotions in the world very well, but Jiang Yao, one of the two major overseers in the border area, now feels that it is.

As long as people will have emotions, and if there are emotions, there will be a time to vent, if there is really no emotion one day, it is not human.

"This time, let the barbarian go to the Northern Regions, firstly, I want this little Vermilion Bird of our family to grow up, and secondly, Cousin Dugu will also go to the Northern Regions to make a ten-year appointment with the little killing god soon, and he promised me that he will take care of the barbarian in secret after the incident, so don't worry too much about Madame. Jiang Yao grabbed his wife and said softly, he looked at his wife, who had been with him for almost twenty years, and smiled, stretched out his hand to scrape the tip of Lin Mei's nose and said, "And with your little demon girl's cultivation, isn't it a matter of sticks of incense to go back and forth if you want to be a barbarian?"

Although it is a joke between husband and wife on weekdays, it is also true.

The former county lord of the Wood Demon Clan was so poor that although he had been in charge of the huge Overseer Mansion over the years, Lin Mei's cultivation did not fall at all, not because Lin Mei was competitive but because of the form.

In the past three years, on the surface, it seems to be smooth sailing, but secretly, just the uninvited guests from the Overseer Mansion in Vermilion Bird City have come one after another.

More than half of them went to Jiang Mo to leave the child, but the other half came to their husbands.

Fortunately, the Nine Emperors of the Great Xia Dynasty are not soft persimmons that can be kneaded at will, and there is also the wife of the former demon clan lord, although it is thrilling, it has survived peacefully.

"No matter how high I cultivate, I can't get as high as you!" Glancing at her husband, Lin Mei was a little puzzled about how high this husband who was not visible on weekdays was.

A year ago, a total of nine masters of the Fang family in Nanling Sword Valley sneaked into the mansion to kidnap Jiang Moli from that child. Lin Mei was awakened at night with a purple and green sword to meet the enemy, the Fang family of Sword Valley, in the thirteen states of Nanling, but they could enter the top ten sects, and the master cultivation sent out was naturally not too bad, just when she was defeated in a hard battle, Jiang Yao, who should have been caught in a deep sleep by herself, suddenly came out with a gun.

One shot was stabbed, and one person fell, Lin Mei remembered that Jiang Yao stabbed a total of eight shots, so eight lives were left that night.

"I know you, you are the eighth uncle, I won't kill you, go back and tell the eighth that I, Jiang Yao, have no intention of fighting for the supreme position, but if there is a next time, don't blame me for ignoring brotherhood. ”

"Also, Mo Li, this child, her surname is Jiang, she is my Jiang Yao's daughter, who dares to beat my family again, Jiang Yao doesn't mind leading the Flame Iron Cavalry 100,000 border troops into the hinterland of the dynasty!"

That night, Jiang Yao said a total of two sentences, but the murderous spirit made Lin Mei feel that her heart was beating more than when she recalled it.

"Forget it, think about it so much, I don't believe that anyone in this world can hurt our little barbarian with a husband!" Shaking her head, Lin Mei retracted her thoughts, leaned her head on Jiang Yao's arms with a light smile and whispered: "Maybe I'm thinking too much, I'm afraid that the barbarian will leave just like my father did back then... The Northern Regions, where there are so many ancient legends. ”

"You, if you care, it's messy!" Jiang Yao comforted his wife, "The Northern Regions are so big, and those places with legends and taboos are all places that ordinary people can't reach, and letting the barbarian go to the Northern Regions to experience is nothing more than to let him see the outside world and see if he can wake up the bloodline in his body as soon as possible." ”

Although he said this, he knew that his son Mo Ruo's father Jiang Yao's mind also became calm, and his personality was very similar to that of him when he was a child, and he might have a headache when he really went to the Northern Regions.

Fortunately, all the way has been arranged, and this trip will only be thrilling and dangerous.

As a father, no matter how much he wants his son Jackie Chan, he can't really let his children go out to travel and really don't care about it.

It's just that tonight, Jiang Yao knows that not to mention his wife, who has been with him for thousands of days and nights, is as calm as he is doomed to insomnia.