Listening to Jiang Yi's indifferent words, the corners of Song Jinglong's mouth twitched slightly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The barbarian king returned to his original body, the invincible golden body degenerated into a glazed golden body, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and anger when he looked at Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi didn't care, strode onto the golden carpet, walked like a fly, and quickly walked towards the palace complex.

He looked at Song Yingying in the distance, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he walked forward like a tiger, and a stream of heaven and earth luck fell from the sky, forming auspicious clouds under his feet;

Ten years ago, the heavenly soldiers appeared in the Liu Han Dynasty, twenty years ago in Li Tang, and thirty years ago in the Qin Dynasty. Today, my Zhao Song royal family finally has heavenly soldiers to defect!" In the giant city, an old man looked at Jiang Yi with tears in his eyes.

A volley monk also said excitedly: "Yes, the Heavenly Soldier is not only a strength, but a kind of Heavenly Dao Strength!

"Hmph, you also underestimate the Zhao and Song dynasties, and you also underestimate the imperial etiquette. What about the Heavenly Soldiers, who can break the shackles of the imperial family and compete for the Pearl of the Song Family from among the emperors of the Zhao family?" The cold taunt came, everyone's expressions changed, and finally they shook their heads, sighing speechlessly.

At this time, Jiang Yi is a king, he doesn't need to pay special attention, he knows every move below the king level within 50,000 zhang, and he can clearly hear the talk in the crowd. But he didn't care, the Zhao and Song families were royal families, and they were unbreakable in-laws, and the children of both sides married each other.

Jiang Yi has long known the difficulty of marrying Song Yingying. Therefore, when he left Longzhou, he never said that sentence, leaving regret for both of them. At this point, he's going to put an end to it!

The splendid palace is full of thousands of zhang in square circle, each giant pillar carves a dragon and paints a phoenix, it is several zhang thick, and a hundred zhang high.

But there is only one long table, and the jade plate is shy, many of which are earth-level ingredients, as fine as a dazzling array of treasures. Half of the wine in the jade pot is brewed by Dionysian insects.

The Song Dynasty has always been a companion, he has the peak cultivation of a general, and he still respects Jiang Yi.

Song Jinglong was also on the side, compared with the indifference who had practiced in Longzhou, he seemed to be a different person, constantly toasting Jiang Yi, talking and laughing, and making funny remarks.

Watching the third batch of Kabuki leave in front of him, Jiang Yi finally couldn't help it and asked, "When will I see Yingying?"

"Ahem, this-" Song Jinglong coughed, glanced at Song Chao, and said with a smile, "Brother Jiang, I know what you mean." However, you should also understand that it is impossible for you. Fear, you're a heavenly soldier!"

"If it works, you'll find out until you try!"

Song Jinglong gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! You also know that almost all the princesses of the Song family will marry the Zhao family's Tianjiao." The Barbarian King who was injured by you before, not only is he extremely talented and powerful—of course, he is far inferior to Brother Jiang, he also has an identity, the third apprentice of the Barbarian Emperor of Longzhou! What's more, my cousin Song Yingying's status is almost the highest in the Song family, higher than me!"

Song Chao nodded and said directly: "Let's put it this way, she has a predetermined fiancé - Emperor Taizu and King of Nirvana!"

Jiang Yi's eyes flashed with two golden lights, his gaze was like a flame, he stared at the Song Dynasty tightly, and said coldly: "Really?"

Song Chao's heart jumped, swallowed his saliva, and nodded hurriedly.

The Zhao and Song royal families, there is only one Taizu, that is, the founding emperor, this is the real Ninety-Five Honor, and it is an almost insurmountable existence for future generations. In addition to the Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty who overpressed his ancestor Liu Bang and Tang Taizong's father, even Ming Chengzu Zhu Di could only be equal to his father.

Taizu Zhao Kuangyin, the crown prince Zhao Dezhao, has the most powerful imperial bloodline, but after Taizu mysteriously became Taoist, he committed suicide. Secular history is the projection of the Chinese cultivation world, and such emperors like heroes through the ages like Li Guang and Wei Qing will be reborn in the Six Dao Youzhou Nirvana, with king-level strength.

Therefore, they are all called Nirvana kings!

"The Founding Emperor's Son, the King of Nirvana, is very interesting!" Jiang Yi muttered.

"Are you really confident?" Song Chao asked.

"Of course!"

"You're not afraid?" Song Jinglong stared at Jiang Yi's eyes and asked seriously.

"I have no regrets even though I die!"

Rumble!

"It's this again!" Jiang Yi saw a huge golden light flash in front of him, and his mind was confused.

The vision suddenly changed, and Jiang Yi found that his eyes were full of emerald green, and the bamboo poles were scattered, obviously having been carefully pruned. The bamboo leaves are dense and green, and the slender young leaves rustle, accompanied by the chirping of birds.

In the green bamboo forest, a white shadow is facing away from Jiang Yi, holding a tube of green bamboo flute, the sound of the flute is ethereal and distant, quiet and indifferent, it is Jiang Yijiao Song Yingying's "Flat Sand Falling Geese", but the sound of the flute at this time is less brisk, more melancholy and grievance.

Jiang Yi was originally very surprised, but he just opened his mouth but closed it, heard the grievances in the song, and sighed for a long time: "I was just a mortal bird after I was born, without the feathers of a phoenix and the body of a Jinpeng, I only have a hard-working heart." I can't become a peng, I can't become a phoenix, but I can become a gardener's bird. ”

Song Yingying's flute stopped, but she still had her back to Jiang Yi, standing in the middle of the pole of green bamboo, looking so isolated, even though she was in the most prosperous dynasty, it was the most precious pearl.

"The male gardener bird, a lifetime of hard work, laborious construction, and careful grooming, just to give the other half a good home, so that the partner can live a better life, can-"

"I don't know what gardener birds!" Song Yingying's voice rose three points, interrupting Jiang Yi. At this time, she lost her previous indifference and holiness, and had a more mortal feminine atmosphere, "I only know that the sparrow you told me is the sparrow in the bamboo sea in your hometown." ”

Jiang Yi's heart trembled, the softest place in his heart was touched, and his resolute temperament changed. He thought of the night when he sat on the cliff in the Divine Domain of Longzhou's training, holding Song Yingying, who had lost all the power of his spirit and spirit.

"Shushan bamboo sea spring and green, double finches fly with love nest new.

One grass, one leaf, one love, one base, one building, one heart.

The daughter of the Zhuo family is willing to sell wine, and the emperor is shaped by the ancestors of the Han Dynasty.

What is the love of the scenery of the holy land, I am willing to be a knife bearer for Qing. ”

Song Yingying was stunned word by word, and the words were deafening, bombarding Jiang Yi's heart. He seemed to see the plot of a pair of little sparrows working hard in the bamboo forest and building a nest together; he saw that everyone's beautiful Zhuo Wenjun broke through many obstacles and sold wine with Sima Xiangru to get by, but he got the heart of one person, and the white head was inseparable; he saw the wife of the founding emperor of the Han Dynasty, married Liu Bang, the pavilion chief, and constantly spurred her husband, Liu Bang defeated the overlord and became the founding emperor.

"Yingying!" Jiang Yi's voice trembled, his throat was dry, and the scenes of that night came to mind.

"Yingying, there are two kinds of birds in my hometown, one is the sparrow, they are the most numerous, the most ordinary birds, they fly male and female, every spring, some skinny male birds look for straw ears, come back to build a nest for the fatter females. When the nest is built, the female incubates the eggs and becomes thin and small, but will soon be fed fat by the male. When the baby bird is born, both sparrows fly out to find food for the young, and the female loses weight. ”

"There is another species of bird, called the gardener's bird. The male takes on the responsibility of feeding the female well. So, a man, be a gardener's bird, and a woman, she chooses for herself. ”

"So, you have to be a gardener's bird?"

"Definitely!"

......

Song Yingying grabbed the hand that Jiang Yi held in her arms, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her voice was a little choked: "Brother Yi, I have decided, I don't want to be a phoenix on the branches, I want to be a free sparrow!"

"Thank you for being my little sparrow, but I'm not good enough as a gardener bird, and the space to build is not big enough, at least, there is no space for us to stand in this world for the time being. Jiang Yidao, the twenty-six-character prophecy on the bronze tripod in the dantian world was shining, and he said firmly, "But don't worry! There will be such a day! Moreover, I want to be a free Dapeng, and you will be a free phoenix!"

"You have to hurry, we don't have much time. ”

Song Yingying turned around, and her eyebrows flashed with purple light!