At the beginning, the little prince Beili and his mother were crazy about each other.

The top of Cangshan Mountain.

In the small pavilion, there is a chessboard with black and white alternating like stars.

"Have you heard that the man from Tianqi City is going to Khotan with an army of 100 people. This matter has spread in the world." Li Hanyi dropped a black piece.

"Really..." Sikong Changfeng, who was dressed in black, frowned slightly.

He guessed why the man went to Khotan, but such a big fanfare was very inconsistent with his actions back then.

I'm afraid that the peaceful days are coming to an end.

Li Hanyi raised his head and said slowly: "When you brought the prince back, you should have thought that Xueyue City was destined to be unable to remain immune to the world's disputes."

"After all, the title of the world's number one city is not something that can be crowned casually."

Sikong Changfeng dropped a white piece and chuckled: "There is no prince in my Xueyue City, it's just a lost boy."

Li Hanyi's hand holding the chess piece stagnated slightly, and the black piece in his hand was crushed into powder. A white horizontal air brushed past his ear, and the chessboard responded with a black hole.

OK! Another chessboard was broken.

Sikong Changfeng seemed to be used to it and did not react much.

Li Hanyi already knew that Sikong Changfeng's words just now had clearly expressed his position, competing with the emperor for people...

It was not surprising, and she would not object to anything.

Because Sikong Changfeng's decision was the decision of Xueyue City, and it was also the choice of her and Baili Dongjun.

It was just that she was about to go on a long journey, and thinking of Sikong Changfeng's years of hard work, she came to express her condolences.

"Hanyi, the aura on you seems to be different from before, could it be..." Sikong Changfeng was slightly stunned.

He hadn't noticed it just now, but now he reacted and found that the sword energy just now was different from usual.

Li Hanyi nodded slightly, "I once said that when my sword skills are perfected, I will go to that desolate city. Today I am here to say goodbye to you."

On the night when Zhao Yuzhen was willing to go down the mountain for her, she had already said goodbye to the shackles that had been entangled in her heart for many years.

Now that her sword skills have been perfected, she can't wait.

Sikong Changfeng smiled slightly and expressed his sincere blessings.

Who would have thought that the Taoist priest from Qingcheng would break the usual.

If there was no one to point out this, he would never believe it even if he was beaten to death.

After all, he didn't think that the Taoist priest with a not-so-bright mind could do something that subverted the world's cognition.

But the man in the desolate place is not so easy to deal with...

Sikong Changfeng waved his hands repeatedly and said unhappily: "When you were the city lord, you said so many beautiful words to deceive me. Now you are all hands-off. Let's go! I, an old widower, can still hold on."

From the other party's appearance, it is clear that no matter what he says, he can't change his determination. His unwillingness to give up has proved everything.

This is her obsession, just like Song Yanhui in Wushuang City. How can he stop her too much?

Besides, Han Yi, who has mastered the swordsmanship, is not even sure whether he is his opponent at this moment.

The corners of Li Han Yi's mouth under the mask rose slightly, and she couldn't help laughing.

Now she is less cold and more natural. Perhaps this is the charm of love.

"I heard that you had a fight with the people from Wushuang City. Did those old guys make you angry again? This time, I will take the opportunity to deal with them for you." Li Hanyi stood up, and a sword intent rose to the sky.

"Forget it, with your temper, things will only become more unpredictable." Sikong Changfeng said indifferently.

It has been a long time since those old men in Wushuang City have been looking for trouble. He has long been used to it.

And the cause of this incident was Hanyi, and they were in the wrong.

"That won't do. Dare to provoke my little junior brother, and beat those old guys to pieces." Li Hanyi smiled.

After the words fell, the white shadow disappeared with the wind, leaving only a few leaves on Cangshan Mountain, slowly falling on the chessboard.

"Little junior brother..." Sikong Changfeng murmured three words, with a complex look in his eyes.

How many years has it been since he heard Hanyi call him like this.

The sea of ​​memories came like a tide, making Sikong Changfeng's nose sore.

Oh! He is already old, but he can still be as easily touched as before.

Looking up, Sikong Changfeng looked at the white shadow gradually disappearing in the sky.

Senior sister, you must come back safely!

...

Wushuang City.

Song Yan returned with her injuries still not healed

With a slightly swollen face, he looked down at Lu Yuzhai and said vaguely: "Miandujiadu? Tian Qi Na Wei Chu Gong?"

Lu Yuzhai looked up and stood there in a daze. After carefully pondering the words of the city lord, he nodded hurriedly.

Song Yanhui's pupils shrank slightly, and his face was full of surprise.

What on earth did Khotan have that could alarm Tianqi's existence to condescend to go there?

You know, Khotan, a remote place in the western region, was so poor that only monks were left.

Song Yanhui stood up suddenly, his eyes were solemn, and even his words became clear.

"Yuzhai, I want you to tell me all the details of Khotan's group, and don't miss any details!"

What kind of existence can attract that person?

...

The news that Emperor Mingde left the palace gradually spread among major forces, and even some small forces with backward intelligence learned about it soon.

It was like a huge rock thrown into the lake, causing a great uproar.

For a time, the court and the people were discussing it, and the limelight even overshadowed the hero banquet that Leimen was about to hold.

He was a wise ruler who was famous for being impartial and never indulged in corruption, corruption, or oppression of the people.

He not only brought an army of 100 people, but also the five great supervisors of Tianqi.

To be able to dispatch such a luxurious lineup, I am afraid that some force must be used, but who will this force be used against?

Emperor Mingde put aside his government affairs and left Beijing with a large number of guards, which was talked about by the people of Beili.

"Your Majesty left the capital with a bunch of elite soldiers and generals. Is this for a war?"

"Bullshit, you're just taking these few people to a war? You're not stupid!"

"Your Majesty's actions make us feel uneasy! Is something big going to happen?"

...

As soon as Emperor Mingde left Tianqi, the big businessmen and princes and ministers in Tianqi City began to get restless.

That evening, a group of dozens of cavalrymen came galloping with a sedan chair and came straight to Wushuang City.

The Wushuang City guards hurriedly stepped forward to ask, and a book boy came down from the sedan chair and said directly: "The second prince, Prince Bai, is visiting. Please open the city gate quickly in Wushuang City to welcome His Royal Highness Prince Bai."

What? Prince Bai is coming!

The Wushuang City disciples showed shocked expressions.

Outside Langyue Blessed Land, Xiao Yu got the answer he wanted to know, and he didn't say anything more.

Instead, he smiled and waved goodbye to the somewhat unfamiliar Thirteenth Brother in front of him: "Thirteenth Brother, I sneaked out this time. Time is tight and the mission is heavy. I wanted to catch up with you, but it's time to go back."

As he spoke, his pair of phoenix eyes were filled with a hint of care, which was the look of looking at a relative.

A warm current rose in Xiao Ruolin's heart.

Although it was only a brief contact, he could feel that perhaps the Seventh Brother would not repeat the mistakes of his previous life.

No longer as extreme as in the previous life, right?