No one thought of it.

The Eastern War will be instigated by Liulishan first...... The ghost cultivator went on a killing spree in Taozhi City, and the Three Holy Mountains finally couldn't bear it anymore.

A long front has also begun.

Due to the battle of the Great Wilderness in the north, Mr. Ganlu's divine might, none of the top masters of the Three Holy Mountains showed up, and the ghost cultivators dispatched by Liuli Mountain were only one at the end of the Ten Tribulations.

This battle announced the beginning of the Eastern War.

From Taozhi City as the starting point, the north and south divide a long line of 300 miles of isolation realm.

The power of the Three Holy Mountains has shrunk by half.

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A distinguished guest came to Tiandu.

Lingshan Dake Qing Song Que.

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This big guest is sitting in a restaurant at the moment, a private room, pushing open the paper window of the pavilion, drinking tea while quietly watching the night view of Tiandu.

The lights are dim.

Song Que looked leisurely and complacent, he was indifferent.

But Song Jinglian and her daughter-in-law Cinnabar, who were sitting on the other side, were inevitably a little restrained.

Since Cinnabar was sensible, Mr. Song Que had never taken himself and Jinglian on a trip. This time I came to Tiandu for the first time in many years.

The grotto fire, Mr. Song Que returned to the position of Lingshan Dakeqing, captured himself and Jinglian back to Changbai Mountain for retreat, and was separated for a long time, until a few days ago, a letter from the general's mansion was sent to the door, and the retreat could be lifted.

Ning Yi wrote a letter to Jinglian, saying that the war in the eastern border was about to start.

The letter also said that he had been made the governor of the capital, but he had to travel far north...... Come back and behead Han Yue.

After the Epistle.

Mr. Song Que took the two of them straight to Tiandu.

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The private room is separated from the outside world by a screen.

You can faintly hear the singing and dancing of the stage.

Song Jinglian was calm, her face was quite natural, and she asked, "When are we going to Chenglong Palace?"

This sentence sounds like a big grin.

But Song Jinglian's teeth were trembling.

The tattered marriage between him and Princess Da Sui is the marriage referred to by the prince Lao Tzu, but it can be big or small, Li Baitao came to mention it, most of the time it was over, and if you mention it yourself, the meaning is different.

Originally, it was just a casual question.

Unexpectedly, Song Que sipped tea and gave an understatement to the answer.

"After drinking this tea, you can go. ”

Song Jinglian was dumbfounded.

Looking at this posture, Dad didn't joke with himself.

Cinnabar carefully pinched her sleeves, pressed her hands in front of her knees, fidgeting, she didn't open her mouth, she didn't close her mouth.

The private room is full of quiet, strange and embarrassing.

Song Jinglian remained silent, stretched out her palm under the table, and quietly gave her father a thumbs up.

Song Que, Song Que, it's really righteous!

Anyway, Dad is watching the night, and he can't see his small movements...... Song Jinglian smirked, squeezing her eyebrows and winking at herself, looking naïve.

Da Keqing's gaze never moved from the window.

He always stared at the street scene of Tiandu Night Market, the night was dark, the lights were lit up, the street vendors were noisy, and the four realms were chaotic, but Zhongzhou was always peaceful.

Especially Tiandu, there is the most tranquil and noisy fireworks in the world of the Great Sui.

He could see it, but as if he had opened his eyes to heaven, he suddenly spoke: "Righteousness is not in vain, this time, I will break the contract for you, there is one condition." ”

Song Jinglian was so frightened that she hurriedly put away her thumb at the bottom of the table.

"Condition...... What conditions?"

"You have to be responsible when you go back to Lingshan. ”

Song Jinglian was taken aback.

"Negative...... Responsible?"

Cinnabar was also taken aback.

Song Que looked complicated, his eyes moved from the windowsill, and he looked meaningfully at his son and daughter-in-law, at the same time

Place the teacup on the table gently.

That's when it happened.

There was a soft tapping sound outside the screen.

The feminine voice of a certain eunuch sounded just right: "Great guest, Your Highness is invited." ”

Gonggong Hai didn't know when, he had come to the door of the teahouse and stood outside the screen.

Song Jinglian and Cinnabar suddenly realized that the top floor of the entire teahouse was quiet and terrifying, and the previous troupe had been withdrawn...... The distinguished guests drinking tea were also invited out, and the floor was emptied.

Only Gonggong Hai was left, and an old man sitting on the windowsill drinking with a hat.

Song Que got up expressionlessly, put his hands on his sleeves, and glanced at Jiuquanzi.

"Aren't you dead yet?" the big guest greeted lightly.

The old man didn't care, and grinned at Song Que: "As the saying goes, good people don't live long, and disasters will last for thousands of years." There are still hundreds of years to go from decay. ”

He sat on the top window sill to admire the moon, half of his body was outside the teahouse, sitting extremely casually, without any support, just bending his knees and stepping on the window sill, this angle ...... It looks like a slight swing will fall off the teahouse.

Hearing this, Song Que pulled his lips and did not comment, and said coldly: "Old immortal thing...... A scourge indeed. ”

Song Jinglian's scalp was numb.

He dragged his little daughter-in-law and hurriedly got up, and just as he wanted to say something, the big eunuch bowed softly, leaving him with no way out.

Gonggong Hai smiled and said softly: "Let's come with the two of you." ”

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At the head of the capital city, the big moon hangs high.

In the moonlight, the pale yellow rune paper swayed in the wind.

The moonlight refracted by the iron law, cast on the roof of the palace Chenglong Palace, looks cold and solemn, after the strong tide the main hall is rebuilt, the same as the original, but more three points of new air.

The new dynasty was established.

The "Jianji Suiyou" on the plaque was inscribed by Li Baijiao himself.

Because Song Que's cultivation realm was too high, Jiuquanzi followed all the way...... It is not difficult for Song Yiren to deduce that his father and this hat master have long known each other and have a good relationship, but after a "greeting", neither of them said anything on the road.

Cinnabar's expression was tense, his steps were stiff, and he was clutching the palm of Jinglian's hand.

She is different from Song Yiren, and she does not have a father like Song Que as a backer behind her.

Repentance.

The burden she has to bear is far heavier than Song Jinglian thought, and it is more.

Now entering the Chenglong Palace, it is difficult to step by step, breathing in and out, such as carrying the mountain of Wanjun.

"I have heard for a long time that the pure lotus son is talented, and when I saw it today, it really deserved its reputation. ”

Song Yiren looked strange, looking at the hat power who threw a gentle smile at him.

Near the Chenglong Palace.

Jiuquanzi actually opened his mouth to talk to himself.

He could only smile awkwardly: "Mr. is falsely praised." ”

The old fox in the Red Breeze River, it's good not to open his mouth, this road just passed, as soon as he opened his mouth...... It's probably not a good thing. These guys, one by one, have bad water in their stomachs, and they can flood three mountains and five realms.

Really.

Jiuquanzi smiled and said, "Who is this next to the Pure Lotus Prince?"

Song Yiren's expression froze.

Cinnabar replied softly, "Handmaid." ”

Jiuquanzi sighed, with a slight smile in his eyes, and said: "It's a good embryo, it looks like you haven't apprenticed yet, right? ”

Song Jinglian fell silent suddenly.

Jiuquanzi said an unintentional word, but he poked directly at his heart.

It's a subtle reminder to yourself...... Cinnabar has no door and no faction, and there is no backer behind it.

He and Cinnabar retreated in Changbai Mountain, and ran to the sky as soon as they got out.

Or Song Que personally leads.

The old gang of Red Whisk River

The guy must have guessed it...... I am here to repent of my marriage.

Song Que suddenly stretched out a hand and hugged Jiuquanzi's shoulder quite affectionately, and the two old foxes, who were originally estranged and unfamiliar, suddenly played on the spot and smiled at each other.

Song Que smiled proudly and said: "The old guy has a good eye, he can see people, and his cinnabar qualifications are indeed better than Jinglian." ”

Then the conversation changed.

"Do you want to recruit disciples? It's a pity that you can't teach. ”

Jiuquanzi was also laughing, and he sighed, "Why do you say this?"

Song Que patted Jiuquanzi on the shoulder, straightened his clothes, and said regretfully: "The cinnabar girl has a better life than you and lives longer than you, not to mention ...... In my Song family, the people who take it in have no reason to send it out. ”

"It's fine. ”

Jiuquanzi was not angry, his fingers gently brushed the placket of his clothes, and his hands were folded back into his sleeves.

"Whether I live until then...... he stood still, looked at Cinnabar with a smile, and said, "If the Song family treats you badly in the future, you can come to me at any time." ”

Cinnabar was full of confusion.

Things seem to be ...... as I imagined them It's not quite the same.

She originally thought that the relationship between Mr. Song Que and this Nirvana was very bad, and it was cynical when the two met a few words, but why did she sincerely feel the sadness in Jiuquanzi's words in the last sentence.

Like ...... It's really coming to the end of life.

And the "solicitation" of himself is not to ridicule Mr. Song Que, but to really fancy his talent?

I don't know if it's an illusion.

"In front of it is the Chenglong Palace. ”

Jiuquanzi shook off the burden of jokes made along the way, and said softly: "Song Jinglian, Cinnabar, today is the first time you have seen me, but it is not the first time I have seen you. ”

As the person who guards the imperial city of the Red Breeze River.

He had already seen all living beings in this heaven.

The old guy in Song Que's mouth has played all the way, and at this moment he finally "revealed his true form".

Jiuquanzi gently patted Song Jinglian on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I won't tease you." Your dad just came to Tiandu not long ago and broke the marriage contract, which took a lot of thought. ”

This sentence.

Song Jinglian's eyes widened, looking at her father in disbelief.

Song Que still had that moody expression.

Engagement...... Already solved?

Song Que did this alone, so what did he bring himself to heaven for this time?

And also...... What is the responsibility he is talking about?

"It's the two of you that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants to see tonight. Jiuquanzi said in a deep voice: "The battle in the eastern border has broken out, and the matter is very important, you, the sect master of the Lingshan Dynasty, don't live up to His Highness's expectations." ”

If struck by lightning.

Song Jinglian froze in place and looked at her father.

Lingshan Sect Master?

He finally understood what his father in the teahouse meant.

When Changbai Mountain was in retreat, the Eastern War broke out.

This is the final battle between the crown prince and the second prince, and it is a desperate struggle for the throne...... Due to the iron law of imperial power, if Han Yue did not attain Nirvana, then Jiuquanzi and a Nirvana Realm great cultivator of his father's level could not interfere in this war.

Song Que has to take responsibility for himself, a responsibility to his colleagues in Lingshan, and a responsibility to all beings in the eastern realm.

Song Jinglian looked over.

Song Que still has that blank look.

Da Keqing patted his son on the shoulder and looked at cinnabar again.

The lips were lightly opened, and there was no pronunciation.

But the two saw it clearly.

"Go ahead. ”

Gonggong Hai, who was standing on the side, reminded softly: "Two, the prince has been waiting for a long time, just wait for the two of you to be present, you can activate the Divine Sea Array and hold a long table meeting." ”

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