Eternal gate

Southern Territory.

The night wind is biting.

Zhao Yun finally landed on the small island and finally came to the old tree. He thought that the Dragon Concubine was still alive, but he didn't know that the princess of Daxia had already set foot on the road to hell a few months ago.

A life for a life.

It turns out that this is how he survived.

in the dark.

No crying.

There are no words.

Deathly silence.

He stood quietly like a statue carved in stone. He didn't know whether it was because he had sacrificed his lifespan or because the dragon concubine died for him. His black hair like a waterfall gradually gained a few strands of silver.

The depressing atmosphere was solidified.

At this moment, even the little fog spirit became extraordinarily well-behaved, with its big eyes rolling around. It still remembered that night, Zhao Yun was covered in injuries, and fell into the sea of ​​fog it created from the sky.

Why was he wondering before? Unexpectedly, there was one more person.

Tonight, it understood that it was the method of space movement of the Nine-Tails lineage.

Why!

Mako was also there, lamenting in his heart.

The Dragon Concubine that I was looking for so hard had disappeared a few months ago.

What's even sadder is that Zhao Yun didn't know until today.

No one could figure out how Ye Jihen survived.

Now that the confusion has finally been solved, behind the suspicious group is the soul of a woman who is in disarray. What is love in the world? How can we live and die together? He is alone and has never been in love. From ignorance to the deepest level, what kind of state of mind does he have to interpret through life and death?

Why!

Kyuubi looked up at the sky, looking for a bright star.

No one knows better than it how much Concubine Long envies Wushuang of the Chu family. Even if she dies, there is still Zhao Yun who remembers her. On this night, she finally became the person she envied most.

No one bothered.

The night was still eerily quiet.

I don’t know when I saw someone flying across the sky.

When passing by this island, some people once looked back.

"That man looks so familiar! He looks like the Holy Son of Tianzong."

"I'm afraid you saw it wrong."

"It's better to hurry up and hurry up."

"Master Shangyang's 300th birthday cannot be late."

Accompanied by the sound of discussion, passers-by gradually drifted away, and they did not forget to look back after walking a long way.

Zhao Yun finally had a reaction and walked out of the island alone without saying a word.

early morning.

The warm sunshine pours down.

Today's Southern Territory is very lively. Because Master Shangyang has passed his birthday, the news has spread all over the world. All the famous forces or families have been invited. Even if there is no invitation in hand, there are still people rushing forward. Minato, he kept saying the same thing, just to ask for a drink.

Shangyang Island is shrouded in mist and mist.

In the depths, one can hear the sound of drums, harps, and shengxiao, and can see women dancing gracefully. The jade tables are arranged in an orderly manner. The spiritual fruits on the tables are crystal clear, and the aroma of wine permeates the whole place. How luxurious it is.

"The head of the Gongsun family has arrived."

"A small gift is not respectful."

"Quick, please come inside and have a few more drinks today."

Visitors from all over come frequently, and their identities are not simple.

There are too many powerful families, all descended from the same line of ancestors.

Not only the Southern Region, but also many forces from the East China Sea came.

Not all of them were empty-handed, and all the big spenders were too embarrassed to take the items that were not very popular here. If they picked up any of them, they were all rare treasures with a price but no market.

The atmosphere is very hot.

Too many people gathered together to chat, and there was endless laughter and laughter. Those who knew it was someone holding a birthday banquet, but those who didn’t know it thought it was a grand event? I'm afraid that in the eyes of the world, Shangyang's prestige is worthy of this grand event. At a glance, no one present is reputable.

Today's Shangyang is really full of glory.

Compared to how ferocious he was when he ransomed people, he is really kind and kind at this moment. How can he maintain the good image of a reclusive senior if he doesn't act well? On the surface, he is indifferent to fame and fortune, but in fact he enjoys being respected by others. It feels like, otherwise, such a big scene wouldn't have happened.

Who knows how many people he invited.

I am afraid that more than 99% of the forces in the Southern Territory will come.

The huge Shangyang Island is already crowded with people.

"How many birthday gifts do you need to receive?" Many old guys sighed secretly.

"A total of 30 billion was spent to redeem Lin Rong, don't we have to get some interest back?" Too many people whispered in their hearts, but they only dared to say in their hearts that there are some things that you just need to understand. , if you have to bring it out for fun, then it is just for excitement. That guy Shang Yang is very vindictive.

"When I aspire to become the Tianwu Emperor, I will also hold a birthday banquet like this."

"Forget it, your life is about to end, so prepare for the funeral first!"

Wherever there are a lot of people, there is always a shortage of old magic sticks, either holding their hands or stroking their beards, gathering together to talk nonsense, and while talking, they don't forget to take a look at the mountains of birthday gifts.

Every piece is a rare treasure!

It is still the Tianwu realm that has appeal. With just an invitation, someone will obediently come to give gifts. In a world where the strong are respected, fists are the last word. If you live in the Quasi-Heaven realm, there will not be such a big scene.

"The saint of the Yan family has arrived." Just as he was saying this, another shout came from outside.

Many people looked sideways and saw Yan Ruyu, followed by two old men.

The entire southern region knew that the Yan family was getting married to Shangyang Island, and too many people knew that her Yan family had no choice, either to marry someone else, or the Yan family was exterminated. The world was so cruel.

Yan Ruyu looked indifferent and found a seat in a corner, like an ice sculpture, sitting there and moving. She didn't want to get married, let alone attend any birthday banquet, but she had to get married and she had to come.

As a saint of the Yan family, this is the path she should take and the mission she should shoulder.

Why!

The two old men of the Yan family sighed. Although they also sat down, they buried their heads. Most of the time, they just forced a smile and were too embarrassed to look at Yan Ruyu. The Yan family was in decline, and they had to marry a saint to keep their peace. , what a shame!

"Today, Shangyang Island is experiencing double happiness." Someone whispered.

"This is true." An elder stroked his beard, "I have heard that Master Shangyang will take advantage of the birthday banquet to select Lin Rong and Yan Ruyu for marriage, and the wedding date has probably been set."

"Yes, you have to prepare a share of the money." Too many people looked sad. Master Shangyang's favorite grandson is getting married. Do you dare not to follow the etiquette? It’s okay if you don’t follow, you will be given special care in the future.

On the other side, Lin Rong has appeared and goes straight to Yan Ruyu.

His every move attracted the attention of the whole audience.

This was the first time I saw Lin Rong since the kidnapping day. One of his torn off arms had been pinned down. He was dressed in white clothes, but the folding fan in his hand was swinging rhythmically, and his smile still made people feel like spring breeze.

But everyone who knows understands.

This is not a fun thing to do. You often bully men and dominate women.

It's just that he has a good grandfather to take care of him. So many people still think that he is a gentleman? The saintly daughter of the Yan family is also a match made in heaven.

"Sister Yu'er, I haven't seen you for a long time and I miss you so much." Lin Rong said with a smile.

Yan Ruyu was like an ice sculpture, and she only nodded politely to Lin Rong's words. If there were not too many people watching, she would not even move. The Yan family on Shangyang Island suppressed her so miserably, she would not Swearing at your mother is very flattering.

Her indifference made Lin Rong very unhappy, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

But today was a big occasion, and he didn't have an attack.

He is not in a hurry. After the marriage is over, he will let Yan Ruyu live and die.

"The fourth prince of the Yuan Dynasty has arrived."

Another shout came in from outside, causing everyone in the audience to raise their eyebrows, and also made everyone look sideways, thinking that only people from the southern region came to congratulate him, but even a great dynasty was giving him such face.

Not to mention the guests, even Master Shangyang smoothed his beard, straightened his back, and instantly perfected his character, so giddy that he almost flew up on the spot.

Not only the Yuan Dynasty, but the seven dynasties including the Black Dragon Dynasty also sent people to appear one after another, and their identities were not simple. They were either princes or ministers of the court, which not only gave them enough face. , the ostentation is also unprecedentedly large.

"It's not just as simple as celebrating birthday!"

It’s the seniors again, their eyes are quite deep.

Aren't the Eight Great Dynasties, East China Sea and the Southern Territory the same lineup that besieged the Great Xia Dragon Dynasty before? Now they are all gathered together for a birthday banquet. After the birthday banquet is over, they might have a good chat about how to deal with Daxia. Even if they don't start a war, they still have to jointly suppress it.

"Why don't we see anyone from Daxia?" Someone pinched his beard and looked out.

After watching for a long time, no one from Daxia came to pay birthdays.

If you think about it carefully, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

Not long ago, Daxia was almost destroyed. The militiamen were killed and wounded countless times, and the great mountains and rivers were in ruins. It would be nice not to start a war. Are you still thinking of coming to the Southern Territory to celebrate your birthday? Da Xia Long Chao still has this bit of backbone, and because of that, he doesn't even bother to do superficial work, just celebrate his birthday...live your sister's birthday.

Outside the island, two more guests came.

Take a quick look, isn't it Cang Qiong and the ghost-faced Yama?

In order to find someone, the two of them have been busy these days. They go wherever there are people. Where there are many people, the chance of finding that person is greater.

Nowadays, Shangyang Island is very lively and there are many people.

As for the invitations he came from, they were robbed and come here, so how could he not bring a congratulatory gift, and it was expensive to make, so they didn't feel bad about it, and everything they sent out would be taken back sooner or later.

"Act separately."

The two of them entered the banquet, one carrying a jug of wine, the other carrying a fruit plate, strolling back and forth, their noses twitching. If that person was present, they would definitely be aware of it.

They are not the only ones grabbing people's invitations.

There were also strong men from Qianqiu City who had robbed God knows how many people. Everyone had an invitation, and some were in groups of three or five. Some pretended to be husband and wife, and some pretended to be father and son, and walked in swaggeringly.

Birthday greetings are fake, but coming to check the situation is real.

Because in the near future, they will clean up the Shangyang line, so it is necessary to do something in advance.

"You're welcome, eat."

Everyone was not polite and sat down to eat.

When eating, don't forget to look around.

Ordinarily, Mr. Zhao should be here when the old dog in Shangyang celebrates his birthday, but after looking around, there was no sign of him. Or perhaps, Zhao Yun had already arrived, but it was hidden so deep that they didn't notice it. That’s all.

"about there."

Seeing the guests taking their seats, the master of ceremonies hosting the birthday banquet slowly walked up to the high platform.

Birthday banquet! I still have to say something about some scenes.

Show off your art! He's good at this.

However, before he could speak, he heard a cry from outside, "Heaven...the Holy Son of Heavenly Sect has arrived."