Yun Tianhe's face turned red, Murong Ziying waved his hand, and said, "It's okay." Pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Yun Tianhe, I may have mistaken you before, just when you were a willful person, now it seems that you and Lingsha, as well as Mengli, Xiaojiao, but you really have a chivalrous heart, put aside the difference between generations, let me say unspeakable respect!"

Seeing that Murong Ziying had changed from her usual seriousness, her words revealed a rare cordiality, and even a little appreciation, and their hearts were warm, Han Lingsha smiled: "Hehe, it seems that Jimo's lantern celebration is really amazing, even the ice cube face has been melted." ”

Meng Wei followed Murong Ziying's words earlier, and said with a smile: "You don't call me Senior Uncle anymore?"

“...... Haha"

Yun Tianhe suddenly said: "Lingsha, don't say that, I don't think Ziying is—"

Han Ling glanced at him: "I'm joking, what should I be!" suddenly changed his solemn expression and said: "Okay, to be serious, I'm really happy today, I hope that the five of us will have such an opportunity to get together and do what we should do in our lifetime!"

Yun Tianhe smiled: "What's so difficult about that? we must be able to!"

Liu Mengli also nodded and said, "Well, I also hope that we can be together forever and never separate." ”

Murong Ziying nodded slowly: "I hope so." There was a slight astringency on his face.

Han Lingsha knew what he was thinking, and persuaded with a smile: "Ziying, are you frowning again, are you worried about the affairs of the demon world?" I believe that as long as Xuan Xiao can break the ice, we will not lose!"

Murong Ziying's expression was relaxed, he was also an open-minded person, and this trace of worry was also indifferent in a blink of an eye, and he laughed loudly: "Yes, it is rare for everyone to get together today, don't let down the beautiful scenery of this good night......"

Under the bright moonlight, Han Lingsha and Liu Mengli were talking about something in a whisper, Yun Tianhe was munching on the fresh fish sent by the children, Ziying stood solemnly, looking around at the surrounding scenery, and let out a sigh or two from time to time, sitting on the tree with his feet crossed, looking at the four of them with reluctance in his eyes. However, for any of them, such a beautiful and joyful night will be an indelible memory in their lives......

Early the next morning, Han Lingsha got up and asked the four of them to leave for the Qionghua faction, but found that Meng Zhi was gone, and only a letter remained.

"Alright. Liu Mengli looked at Han Lingsha with a straight face and said, "Little plant, this is also to not worry us!"

Han Lingsha sighed slightly and said, "I'm just angry that he didn't greet us before leaving, is this still a friend?"

“......”

Sometimes the friendship between friends is like this, if you go to say goodbye to them, I am afraid that you will not be able to leave. On the Taibai Sword, Meng Zhi walked with the sword, looking ahead, I don't know what will happen if I go? But I will come back after all, the Miao people of southern Xinjiang, I am here!

In the southernmost part, between thousands of mountains and rivers, there is a beautiful kingdom, this kingdom, people call it Nanzhao, but in the population of the Central Plains, it is called Nanjiang.

Few people know the history of this country, let alone hear of its legends.

"Five hundred miles of Dianchi Lake rushed to the bottom of the eye, draped in the shore, and the joy was boundless. Look at the east of the horse, the west of the Lingyi, the north meandering, the south Xiang Su. Why don't you choose to win. Take advantage of the crab island luozhou, comb and wrap the wind and fog sideburns; more apple reeds, dotted with some green feathers and danxia, do not live up to the fragrant rice around the surroundings, ten thousand acres of clear sand, nine summer hibiscus, three spring willows. ”

The depression and silence of the Central Plains seem to be forever due to the land of Nanzhao, which is warm and sunny.

When he stepped on this land, he already felt the beauty and nature of it. The lingering piano sound that has been passed down from generation to generation by the Miao people is sung in the ears: "Nanzhao is a beautiful paradise, and the dew on the grass shines like stars in the sky." Every family has a large field, planted with gold-like rice, and a girl's braided seedlings! A whole piece of Yunnan's mountains is the crown of the gods, and Nanzhao is the shining diamond on the crown, which is placed in the center most dazzlingly. ......”

"Guests of the Central Plains, don't know where to go, don't make a mistake, otherwise even if you are a child, you may also be worried about your life. The old Miao who sang the folk songs of Nanzhao heard in his ears that Meng Zhi walked to a post station but did not mean to leave.

Meng Zhi smiled and said: "Old man, I want to ask, I don't know what is the national situation of this Nanzhao Kingdom?"

The old man of the Miao nationality put away the musical instrument in his hand and said slowly: "Alas, the Miao people have been longing for a hundred years of tranquility suddenly, originally thought that everything would return to its original state, and peace and peace would envelop this land, but I don't want the battle between black and white Miao to become more and more intense! The fork in the road in front of you is the fork of the black and white Miao, and to the north is the white Miao, where the Nuwa Lord is admired, and the Han people are friendly, and the emperor of the Central Plains is expected to bring peace here, in fact, it is also true, but for the internal struggle of the Miao people, the Central Plains Emperor turned a blind eye. To the south is Hei Miao, where the war is abnormal and the barbarians live together, although they also worship Nuwa, but unlike Bai Miao, they are eager for Nuwa to give them strength, they long for the Miao people to make their own decisions, and they don't need the help of the Han people! Hostile to the Han people! If you just go south, I'm afraid you won't live for an hour......

Meng Wei smiled and said, "So the old man is Bai Miao?"

The old man of the Miao tribe shook his head, "Could it be the black Miao?" Meng Nao couldn't help but wonder.

The old man of the Miao nationality still shook his head and said: "I am standing in the middle of the fork in the road, I am a Miao person, I believe that one day the black and white Miao will be a harmonious family under Lord Nuwa without war and hostility!"

Hearing this, Meng Zhi couldn't help but be in awe, this old man is probably also a person who has had a past, and it is by no means as simple as it is now. After hesitating for a long time, Meng Zhi said: "I don't know if the old man knows the Li River?"

The old man of the Miao nationality looked surprised, and then disappeared, and said: "I don't know what the little brother is looking for him? Li Jiangliu used to be the witch of the Black Miao tribe, but he made a big mistake and has been expelled from the Miao tribe. Then he was surprised: "Could it be that he committed some crime in the Central Plains?"

Meng Zhi nodded and said, "Indeed, in the Central Plains, he killed a lot of people, and his methods were cruel and outrageous. ”

The old man of the Miao nationality shook his head, sighed secretly, stopped talking, and said again: "I don't know who is in charge of the black and white Miao tribe now?"

The old man of the Miao nationality said: "Although the name of Nanzhao is ruled by the lord of Nanzhao, Yi Mu Xun, the leader of the Black Miao Clan is the general of Gai Luo, and the White Miao Clan is dominated by the Nuwa Temple, but now the descendants of Nuwa are young and are led by the high priest. ”

Meng Zhi couldn't help but secretly wonder in his heart, this old man is probably not so simple! He actually knows so much about Nanzhao's affairs, and even knows about Nuwa's descendants, this is not something that ordinary people can know at all, he clenched his fists and said "thank you", Meng Zhi resolutely went north. (To be continued.) )