Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

The cold wave that went south finally affected the Hongnong area. The rain covered the Xian'an Mountains that stretched for thousands of miles. The mountain city was covered with bluestone brick roads, and various umbrellas came and went to the street market. The lights were on, and the scene was like a painting. Compared with the mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the mist and rain were mist and rain. The landscape is more clean and clean.

The Tianyuan event was still bustling and lively, with the sound of laughter and laughter all over the city, but this is only a privilege for ordinary people and ignorant people.

When I learned that the prime minister's mansion, which had been born for war since its establishment, had quietly turned its gears, from the northern city of the extreme north to the Jiantian Tower in the southern border, from Zhenxifu City in the Western Regions, When we arrived at the East China Sea, the dark clouds of war had already enveloped the entire Great Yan.

The Tianyuan Competition, which originally belonged to young people, has lost its meaning. It conveyed the news to all sects who came here without compromise.

The troops of Zongmeng began to gather in the Hongnong area, with iron hooves bathing in the rain, long eagles hitting the clouds, and the piles of war materials began to be transported slowly under the command of the behemoth of Zongmeng.

The long night has arrived and war is coming.

The area where cultivators gathered near Changming Street was much colder than when the competition began. Most of the sects who gathered here to participate in the event had left.

Some people came here for the Zong League, and waited for the battle of survival for the Zong League. Some people fled the Tianyuan Mountains, which was the enemy who was facing the enemy's soldiers at this time.

But generally speaking, the latter is the majority.

Human nature always seeks profit and avoids harm.

Especially the behemoths like Zongmeng, which are made up of interest groups.

Yuan Hao looked at Mu Yuqing Mountain outside the window, and there were only six or seven young men and women left in the banquet hall to make him feel a little confused, but suddenly a laugh at his side still pulled his thoughts back.

The man asked:

"Mr. Zhou, aren't you leaving?"

Yuan Hao looked back and saw that it was the fat man named Ning who liked to linger in the gambling house, with small eyes and pleasing smile.

He heard that this guy went to Mingxuan Gambling not long ago to bet on the third young master's first prize, saying that he wanted to play a game, so he stayed.

A fat man who wants money but lives.

Thinking of this in his heart, Yuan Hao's expression was still the same, but he mentioned the topic of parting again. The people who were whispering at the banquet unconsciously fell silent again.

Young people are always like this. When they drink alcohol a few times and be honest a few times, they only think that they are confidants, but since they are confidants, they are unwilling to part.

The woman with big breasts surnamed Luo who was sitting in the next seat had not left yet, and she still sat next seat beside Yuan Hao, but at this moment she said softly:

"I heard from the elders in the sect that the senior officials had discussed several places where the prime minister's mansion might use troops in their memories, among which the Sword Sect Mountain Gate was the first to be hit. With Brother Zhou's talent, he should not be left here."

The meaning of the words was that it seemed that the Sword Sect was about to face war, but Yuan Hao was not surprised by the defense of the sect alliance.

War is complicated, but it is simple. After all, although the world is big, there are only a few strategic locations. The first step is to fight and fight wherever you can fight. Before the war begins, the huge team of staff on both sides will take Its analysis is clear.

The key to the decisive victory is how to fight, the time to fight, the competition of national strength and the courage of soldiers.

Of course, there is another situation.

That is, one side does not believe that the opponent is so brave that he dares to fight like this, and then he will not set any defenses to collapse, but the current sect alliance is obviously not like this.

These days, from what Yuan Hao saw and heard with his own eyes, the entire Tianyuan Mountains, with the support of the Hidden Sect and a number of sects, has entered a state of full preparation for war inside and outside.

They had already foreseen that the first sword of the Prime Minister's Mansion would slash on the leader of the sect. This was what Yuan Hao wanted to see the least, but it was also what he wanted to see the most.

The former is for the public, while the latter is for the private.

A place of investment of this scale often does not surrender.

Yuan Hao was drinking rough rice wine and said slowly:

"Zhou will naturally not leave until now, but staying is not as far-reaching as you think. It is just for yourself. This life is quite boring, so I want to stay here to witness history."

The woman surnamed Luo was silent after hearing this and whispered:

"Everyone, I'm afraid I'm leaving today and tomorrow. News came from the mountain gate that the imperial soldiers had begun to gather at the foot of my mountain gate. There had been several conflicts of hundreds of people before. I don't know if I've left here. Can you meet again?”

The self-paced tax immortal method has been passed down to the world. Although the comprehensive civil war has not yet broken out, the fragmented conflicts between the court and the clan alliance have actually begun. The court ordered officials to be killed in the prosperous place of the clan alliance, and the prefectures and counties directly took over the local sects. , and vice versa. To this day, the areas controlled by the imperial court and the clan alliance have gradually begun to be clearly distinguished. The only places where the conflicts are roughly those counties and counties that are united with the clan alliance.

These are the worst.

The Zongmeng and the imperial court were constantly adding fuel to these territory, and reinforcements from surrounding counties and county government soldiers and disciples of the Zongmeng in the rear continued to pour in and the conflict escalated. Although these can only be considered conflicts on the macro level of Dayan as a whole, they can actually be called war for a single county.

The words of the woman surnamed Luo undoubtedly suppressed the banquet a little more. Most people began to drink alone, and then someone sweared:

"Fucking war."

Yuan Hao glanced at the person who made a sound and smiled:

"It's true, but that's true in the world, but this war fell on us."

"Brother Zhou, I can see through it."

"I have been to the North and read history books well. After seeing so much, I will naturally understand it."

Yuan Hao was drinking the yellow wine in the glass, and the beautiful scholar's face flashed and darkened in the candlelight of the winter rain: "We human race have been like this since ancient times. Ten thousand years ago, there were thousands of alien races on the fourteen continents of Middle-earth, but now only the only one left The human race is the only one. Being warlike, being good at fighting, being able to fight almost runs through our history. In a thousand years, everything I have experienced now will become a part of this history.”

After listening silently, the fat man surnamed Ning was soaked in a pot of wine that he said:

"I, a fat man, cannot understand the realm that Brother Zhou has seen. Since living in the present moment, it is always meaningful and needs to do something meaningful."

The woman surnamed Luo laughed and joked:

"Pangzi Ning, your level is not low, but aren't you just thinking about making money?"

"Well"

I wanted to say something sensible according to Zhou Chen's words, but I didn't want it to be exposed directly. The fat man surnamed Ning blushed for a moment, stuttered a few times, and said hesitantly: "My money is for... What the sect earns is for weapons, for the pension of the soldiers of our sect alliance, and for the coffin book that was saved by pulling down the thief."

Yuan Hao narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly, and put down his wine glass:

"Brother Ning, you should indeed stay in this Tianyuan Mountain Range. After all, if you bet right, the third young master really came to this Tianyuan Mountain Range, what you wish would come true."

When talking about this matter again, the voice of the woman surnamed Luo was a little strange:

"Brother Zhou, do you really think the destination of the third son of the Xu family is our Jian Sect Mountain Gate?"

The news that the Prime Minister's Palace had left Beijing is no longer a big deal in the circle of noble children in the Tianyuan Mountains, but the broad consensus is that Xu Changtian is supervising the army as the "Prince".

So Yuan Hao did not answer this question.

But a quirky and crisp female voice answered for him:

"Brother Zhou probably thinks that."

Everyone at the banquet was shocked by the sudden sound. Subconsciously, they looked at the sound, but saw a Miaojiang woman with bright eyes and white teeth and a plump waist appeared on the window frame of the warm pavilion at some point.

She crossed her legs and gently swayed the lotus boots she was hooked on her toes.

When everyone saw the appearance of the visitor, they were silent.

The person who came was very famous.

Although the war is shrouded in the darkness of the war and people have lost their pleasure in watching the game, the Tianyuan Competition is still ongoing. Many strange faces shine on it, and the woman in front of them is one of them.

Golden Screen Yue.

A strange poison technique is almost the best of the younger generation.

More importantly, this woman has reached the beginning of her life at such age, and she is almost destined to be one of the few people standing at the top of the world in the future.

Yuan Hao was not surprised by the arrival of this woman. He glanced at her and asked slowly:

"Does Zhou remember that Miss Jin seems to have a fight today?"

Jin Pingyue looked at the man with a huge evil spirit and sighed quietly and said:

"Brother Zhou clearly said that I wish me the best, but I never came to watch the little girl once. This is really sad."

Yuan Hao stood up slowly:

"Isn't this a gift to meet again?"

As he said that, he bowed to the young men and women at the banquet:

"Sorry, it seems that Zhou has been with me today."

"It's not a problem, it's better to be lively. As long as I don't blame me for coming here without invitation." Jin Pingyue had no intention of being alone with Yuan Hao.

"." Everyone.

People are divided into classes and geniuses are divided into circles. When they meet higher-level people, they can only agree.

Jinpingyue did not have the intention of scattering the host. She jumped off the window frame and naturally sat at the end of the banquet, and said softly:

"Brother Zhou isn't curious about the outcome of the little girl's battle today?"

Yuan Hao glanced at the woman's plump curves, saw some ice crystals that had not dissipated from above, and sighed:

"It seems to be defeated."

"Yes, I lost."

Speaking of this, Jin Pingyue was not depressed: "I was defeated in less than a hundred moves. How could there be such perverted people in this world?"

Yuan Hao smiled and shook his head:

"Miss Jin's witchcraft is not a direct way to kill."

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

"It will comfort people." Jin Pingyue's tone was free and easy: "But the problem is that I can also target the witch technique in advance, so if I lose, I lose. There is no excuse to find."

Yuan Hao raised his glass and told him to drink together.

After putting down the porcelain cup, the fat man surnamed Ning asked hesitantly:

"Golden Fairy, villain. Can you ask about your opponent today?"

There is a restraining relationship between magic and magic. Tianyuan Competition has always adopted lottery rounds. In order to protect the secrets of magic by participating practitioners, once they enter the postseason, those who are not invited will no longer be allowed to watch the game. The winners and losses of the event are all in the event. The schedule for one day was announced directly, so outsiders only know that some people will compete today, but they don’t know who their opponent is.

The golden screen looked back, and his eyes were like the moon, and he spit out three words:

"Ran Qingmo."

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The drizzle is drizzling, and the hall is silent.

When everyone suddenly heard the name from the Heavenly Palace, they were shocked.

They didn't know how strong the Heavenly Palace Master was, but it was as strong as the Golden Screen in front of them, but it was still a bit beyond their imagination.

While his filthy heart emerged, he was also a little happy and relieved, because the fairy surnamed Ran was the first disciple of the Sword Sect and would become the one who led them in the future.

Yuan Hao's chuckling broke the silence and asked:

"It seems that the competition will eventually decide the winner between the two first disciples. Miss Jin, have you met that saint before?"

Golden Screen Yuezhen's first micro dot:

"I've encountered it."

"how."

"Just directly."

"." Yuan Hao.

Jin Pingyue shrugged her fair shoulders and said:

"Don't look at me like that. That's the sacrificial world. This is a fart."

The fairy swears, which makes everyone look a little strange.

The Golden Screen seems indifferent, and then said:

"But during the battle today, I asked Ran Qingmo's attitude. She said she would not admit defeat to the saint. If Brother Zhou is interested, the little girl can ask you for an invitation letter to watch the game. Just within one tenth.”

Yuan Hao shook his head without any hesitation.

What a joke, these two people must have a saint present. He is just a mentally perverted person, not a mentally stupid person, how could he plunge into the realm of waiting?

Jin Ping raised his eyebrows more and did not ask why. The evil spirits around him were so heavy that they would definitely be something shameful, and they would naturally not be able to reach the elegant hall.

The arrival of the newcomer undoubtedly injected a touch of lively vitality into the already gradually deserted circle established by Yuan Hao, and his noble identity also told everyone at the banquet that they did not know.

For example, on the first day, Ran Qingmo would always slash towards Tianyan’s sword on the spot.

For example, the conflict between the Sword Sect and the Hidden Sects.

For example, yesterday, 6,000 miles north of the Tianyuan Mountains, someone saw the majestic and magnificent Prime Minister's Palace.

At the end of the day, the banquet became dead silent.

Even the fat man surnamed Ning, who suppressed Xu Yuan's championship, looked ugly.

Although most of the people present have different identities, their knowledge and experience are far from ordinary people. They know what the three young masters of the prime minister's family appear here meant.

Those with the status will not put themselves in danger, so when he arrives at the Tianyuan Mountains, will he carry the Prime Minister's Mansion iron hooves behind him?

The answer is obvious.

No one discusses the victory of the war, nor does anyone talk about their insights. In this era of information separation, most of the sects behind the people present do not know how far the war equipment at the top of the dynasty has developed. When the matter was expressed, Yuan Hao and Jin Pingyue heard it, it was just a little laughter.

The night gradually became deeper, and I kept drinking and drinking, one cup after another, and the hazy drunkenness began to appear in the eyes of these young men and women, and in addition, a trace of ambiguity began to spread with the banquet.

This is the elegance of this time.

Love in the war season is always precious.

But unfortunately,

The people in the Heavenly Palace did not give this opportunity to diverge in ambiguity.

Boom-

A thunder came from the sky.

Yuan Hao and Jin Pingyue's eyes suddenly looked at the sky outside the window covered by dark clouds. The former even subconsciously stood up to show respect because of his inner consciousness.

In the ink-storming clouds, thunder sounded like pillars, and the lightning kept waving brightly like a terrifying geese. The wind and rain were like something was mist, and the shadow of a giant beast appeared and faintly appeared in it.

At the top of the Sword Sect, several figures appeared quietly, but there was no expectation, full of solemnity and solemnity.

"roar!!!!"

A majestic roar came from the clouds, accompanied by the thunder and lightning that sounded at the same time, completely illuminating the figure of the giant hidden in the thick clouds.

It was a giant beast in the air. The Jinghong lightning magnified its phantom and projected it on the clouds, almost covering the entire Sword Sect Mountain Gate.

In this sudden uneasiness, some people in the warm cabinet gradually noticed that the fog evaporated on the bluestone slab outside was gradually condensed into blood, and the clear rain and dew were gradually dyed red and turned into blood rain, and then it was soaked in all things with a weird and weird nature. .

"Grass"

Seeing this strange phenomenon, the fat man named Ning who had heard it subconsciously murmured, and his voice stuttered: "This bloody color is that person, how dare he come."

No one answered.

In the dead silent silence

The rain curtain was suddenly torn open by some force,

In the moment when lightning and lightning exchange,

A figure with long hair like a ghost suddenly appeared above the Sword Sect. With the blood rain all over the sky, he looked down at the mountain gate below, and his gentle voice with a teasing smile spread throughout the Sword Sect gate:

"Haha, you are so lively, why don't you bring me one?"