I am a snake, so it makes sense to teach a group of demons, right?

August 15, as night falls.

With a crunch, the north gate of Dragon City opened a crack.

Luo Xinghe took Zhao Xuan’er’s little hand, and left the city with an old man and a young man.

The northern part of the Wei kingdom bordered the Su state, and there was a borderless land between the two countries, called the Yewang Plain, which was regarded as a strategic buffer zone tacitly approved by the monarchs of the two countries.

“Grass

!” “Master, there is a lot of grass!” Under

the moonlight, the plain of Yewang is like a verdant wheat field, the cool night breeze blows, and the tranquility fluctuates in the distance.

Zhao Xuan’er’s lacquer pupils shone brightly, broke free from Luo Xinghe’s palm, and spread joy on the vast plain like a puppy.

North of Dragon City, the forest sea is green, and a hundred rivers are stirring.

South of Dragon City, mountains and rivers are broken, and vegetation is decaying.

If an immortal overlooks from the sky above Dragon City, he will be surprised to find that the Yewang Plain is like a green sword, dividing Wei and Su from a clear distinction.

One side thriving, the other rotting and dying.

Luo Xinghe carried his hands behind his back and looked at the end of the plain.

In the two vicissitudes of the old road, a majestic city with brilliant lights is reflected, which is for the Windy City.

The Wind City of Jiayuguan in the Kingdom of Suguo, and the Dragon City of the Wind Pass in the State of Wei.

The two behemoths have been looking at each other for a thousand years.

Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly.

Zhao Xuan’er stared blankly at the young man who was walking slowly in the undulating grass waves.

The young man has a long figure, his eyebrows are like distant mountains, and his eyes are like stars.

The white clothes were blown by the night breeze.

Before approaching, the young man holding a folding fan hugged his fist at Luo Xinghe and smiled slightly: “Senior brother, don’t come unharmed.”

“Hmph~”

Looking at the young man’s white and delicate face, which was a little more beautiful than a woman.

Luo Xinghe snorted coldly, “Yan Shisong, if Master is here, he will definitely tear this skin of yours off his face.”

“Junior Brother, what you ask for is not

the skin bag, but the fear of the eyes of others. The

young man touched his face and said with a bitter smile: “Senior brother, you are not ugly, An Zhi that the world’s eyes are sharper than a knife, sharper than a sword?”

Luo Xinghe waved his hand and said, “The two immortals of Swagger Mountain will come to Dragon City soon, I want you…” After a pause, Luo Xinghe

continued: “I want you to carry the pot.”

“Black cauldron?”

the young man frowned.

Knowingly asked.

Luo Xinghe said expressionlessly.

“Kamikaze?”

the young man asked.

Luo Xinghe nodded.

“This…”

“Yan Shisong, when we were practicing in the Wind and Snow Temple, Senior Brother, I didn’t carry the black pot for you.

Luo Xinghe gritted his teeth and said, “How many times have I been hung by Master on a tree and beaten violently…”

The

young man pulled out his ear holes, “Every time we meet, I turn over old accounts, and my ears are about to become calloused.”

Old Luo Xinghe’s face blushed, “I swear, it’s definitely the last time.” The

young man pouted, “You said the same thing last time.” The

two looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

The youth staggered his gaze and looked at the night sky.

The sky is full of stars and the Milky Way is shining.

The round jade disk sprinkles the glow of cold frost and snow.

“Mid-autumn moon, there are rich families, poor families, extremely comforting. The

young man smiled gently, “Senior brother, happy Mid-Autumn Festival.” The

corners of Luo Xinghe’s mouth curled slightly, “Tongle.” ”

……

The big one and the small one saw the youth go away.

Zhao Xuan’er said curiously

: “Master, where is the Wind and Snow Temple? Luo Xinghe said proudly: “Your uncle and I are only disciples of the outer temple of the Wind and Snow Temple, I am the Great Wei National Master, and your senior uncle is the National Master of the Su Country.” ”

You say it’s not powerful~

” “The five poles of the world, except for the middle pole swaggering mountain, it belongs to our Wind and Snow Temple is the most domineering.”

“As for where~

” Luo Xinghe said with a faint gaze: “For those who are destined, the Wind and Snow Temple is close at hand. For those who have no chance, the Wind and Snow Temple is far away.

“Only the Wind and Snow Temple has ever seen people, and no one has seen the Wind and Snow Temple.”

Zhao Xuan’er was puzzled: “What do you mean, Master.”

Luo Xinghe said slightly, “The Wind and Snow Temple can see people, but people can’t see the Wind and Snow Temple.” Understand?”

“I don’t understand. The

girl shook her head.

“You’re young, you’ll understand later.

“It’s not early, the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner is about to start, let’s go back.” Luo

Xinghe took Zhao Xuan’er’s little hand, and returned to Dragon City with an old man and a small one.

“By the way, Master, what is the kamikaze, and what does it mean to let the uncle carry the black pot?” “The kamikaze

is the name, it is a fairy crane in the swaggering mountain.

Luo Xinghe explained: “Three years ago, our Wei country’s luck was cut off, and your uncle wanted to take the opportunity to attack our country.

“When the national war is imminent, the Swaggering Mountain Kamikaze Immortal Crane sends a letter to Su Guo.

“Then I went south and sent a letter to our Wei Kingdom.”

“The meaning is that Wei Guo’s luck was cut off, not the mandate of heaven, but man-made.

“Swagger Mountain intervened, and your uncle can only order the withdrawal of troops if he is unwilling.”

“Unfortunately, after sending the two letters, the whereabouts of the kamikaze crane are unknown, and he did not return to Swagger Mountain.

“I’m afraid that the crane will die in our Wei Kingdom and be cooked by someone who doesn’t have long eyes.”

“The Wei Kingdom is already shaky, but the strength of the Su Kingdom is thriving, and the master can’t bear the wrath of the immortals, so he has to let your uncle carry the pot.”

Zhao Xuan’er listened with relish, “Master, that crane is so stupid that he can’t find his way home.” ”

……

Longcheng East Campus, inside a camp tent.

The man crouched at the entrance of the tent, smoking a dry cigarette.

“It coincides with the Mid-Autumn Festival, seeing you carrying two drama boxes, Xu can sing two voices, so that you can die.”

“I’ll sing well on stage, otherwise it’s hard to guarantee that you won’t get off the pot.” ”

Inside the tent, the candle flame was dim, and the girl’s shadow was beaten on the curtain, which was majestic.

Two eyes, staring at the small skull on the wooden table.

The skull of a little brat.

Only the skull.

The rest of the parts have long been mixed in the bone mountain and cannot be found.

The girl was demented, for a long time, her eyes did not blink.

Maybe alive, maybe dead.

It is also possible that life is better than death.

“The lone man in the past asked the land immortal of the Sword Wei Capital, what is the name of Qi?”

the exchange of pawns came from outside into the camp tent.

“It’s called Qi Qingyan.

“Yes, yes, Qi Qingyan.

“You say, can our national master be able to defeat that Qi Qingyan?”

“Grapevine, when this land immortal opened the sky with a sword, the national master was so frightened that he hid deep under the ground and did not dare to emerge.

“Let go of your mother’s smelly shit, Master Guoshi was defeated head-on by Qi Qingyan.

“At that time, tens of thousands of soldiers in the Wei capital, as well as seven thousand Praetorian Guards, were almost crushed into blood mud by the land immortal qi machine.

“The national master knows that he is invincible, but he can still resolutely show his sword, although he is defeated.

“A land immortal can easily destroy a small country, which is terrifying.

“Is this Qi Qingyan still in our Wei Kingdom now?”

“I heard that I have been living in Qixia Mansion, Aquarius Prefecture, a certain town deep in the Taihang Mountain Range all year round. ”

I don’t know the realm of the national master and the surname Qi…”

Two sparks suddenly lit up in the depths of the girl’s dead eyes.

“Qixia Mansion, Aquarius Prefecture, Taihang Mountain Range~”

Muttering, the girl opened the sandalwood box.

Begin to draw eyebrows, draw eyes, Fu fan, Shi Zhu.

Finally, the girl stretched out her index finger and put it in her mouth.

Bite hard.

Apply blood to thin lips.

In the copper mirror.

Xiao Yu Ji wears heavy makeup.

Thick lip blood.

“Xiaoyu, this time, let my sister be Yu Ji again!”

“Since I fought with the great king in the east and west, I have been subjected to wind and frost and toiling year after year~

” “Good!”

Under the night, in the moonlight.

The applause of the university was thunderous.

On the high platform, Xiao Yu Ji, dressed in colorful embroidered phoenix floral clothes and holding a mandarin duck sword, surprised everyone as soon as she opened her voice.

“At the age of six or seven, his singing voice is not much better than those famous characters in Liyuan. National

Master Luo Xinghe, who was drinking with everyone, gently closed his eyes, and gently hit the beat with his right palm on the wooden table, deeply intoxicated.

“Is this little girl after everyone in opera? I don’t know what she has experienced, but she fell here.

Zhenbei King Zhao Heng took the wine bowl and drank it, looking at Xiao Yuji, his eyes were extremely bright.

Zhao Xuan’er, who was sitting between the two big guys, rolled her eyes.

He muttered in his heart: “I have a master, do you have any costumes~

” “The victory or defeat of the soldier family is a common feeling, why worry about it? ”

On the high platform, the overlord’s voice and Yu Ji’s sharp voice, the girl easily converted.

In the singing voice, the girl’s two lacquer pupils swept one face after another under the high stage.

Sweep everyone’s faces.

And these faces, remembered in the heart, deep in the flesh and bones.

The singing suddenly stopped abruptly.

One song is over.

Under the high stage, applause boomed.

On the high platform, Xiao Yuji’s eyes were slightly closed, and the sword was in front of her neck.

Yuehua greased the girl’s little face, shining like snow-white.

Two hot tears flowed from the eye sockets.

Slide off the white face and melt the frost and snow.

……

The third year of Fuling, mid-autumn, August 16.

The sky was dim, and the girl walked out of the school yard carrying a drama box and holding one.

On the ancient road, peach blossom eyes look far to the west.

“Taihang Mountain Range of Qixia Mansion, Aquarius Prefecture~” looked

back at the school field, and then looked at the majestic Dragon City.

The girl whispered, “I’ll be back!” The

moon on August 15 has not yet set.

The sun has not yet risen on August 16.

In the cool morning breeze.

The girl hit the road.

……

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