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"It's okay, we're relieved to see that Miss Ye is safe." Mo Shanshan stroked his chest lightly, showing a slight smile.

Seeing Ye Hongyu's pitiful appearance, Zhou Ji laughed angrily, and a gentle and peaceful spiritual force popped out from his fingertips, erasing the red mark left on her forehead.

"Why didn't you notify me in advance?"

Ye Hongyu felt the comfortable warmth coming from his forehead, his eyes shone brightly, he tightened the imitation sword in his hand, raised his eyes to look at Zhou Ji, and said stubbornly: "You have to be busy with the enthronement ceremony these few days, and what else is there?" For the marriage with Master Mo Shan, I alone is enough."

Mo Shanshan could hear the anger in Ye Hongyu's words. Although she knew that Ye Hongyu had an indescribable affection for Zhou Ji, she still couldn't help feeling a little bit sad, and glanced at Zhou Ji with a bit of resentment. One look.

Sure enough, he is a heartless person.

Zhou Ji couldn't help being a little embarrassed being stared at by Mo Shanshan, but when he looked at Ye Hongyu's stubborn eyes again, he saw something different.

Yanming Lake Waterside lived together for more than half a year, and the two had already formed a tacit understanding that only belonged to themselves.

Sighing softly, the awkward smile on Zhou Ji's face faded into calmness, and he asked with a complicated expression, "When are you leaving?"

Mo Shanshan was taken aback when he heard the words.

Zhou Ji never told her what happened to Ye Hongyu ten years ago, that was a secret that only belonged to Ye Hongyu and Zhou Ji, let alone Mo Shanshan, even her elder brother Ye Su Neither did Chen Pipi, who was also in Zhishouguan, know.

But Zhou Ji went to Taoshan to take Ye Hongyu away, and this incident spread throughout the world. Coupled with Ye Hongyu's undisguised killing intent towards the head teacher of Xiling, Mo Shanshan glanced at the two of them left and right, Vaguely seems to have guessed something.

Ye Hongyu tightly clenched the scabbard in her hand, and the vitality of the world that had not yet completely calmed down puffed up her hair and sleeves, and said firmly, "Now."

"So anxious?" Zhou Ji frowned slightly, "You have just broken through, and your realm is not yet stable, why not wait a few days until your realm stabilizes."

"I don't want to wait any longer." Ye Hongyu shook her head, looked at Zhou Ji in front of her, and saw the light in Zhou Ji's eyes, which seemed to shine into her heart.

Ye Hongyu's eyes showed a faint soft light, "I have been wandering in the dark for ten years, it was you who saved me back then and illuminated the way ahead for me. But Xiong Chumo will not die for a day, The cage of hatred turned into will trap me in that day forever, and only by cutting it off with my own hands can I truly bid farewell to the past."

'walking towards you'

At the end of Ye Hongyu's speech, she neither mouthed nor made a sound, but those words caused ripples in Zhou Ji's heart along with her gentle gaze.

"Then me."

Zhou Ji just wanted to say to go with her, but Ye Hongyu stopped him by shaking his head lightly, and looked beside him.

Zhou Ji followed Ye Hongyu's line of sight and looked at Mo Shanshan who had been silent all this time, giving them space to get along. Mo Shanshan, dressed in plain white clothes, nodded gently in the breeze, his eyes seemed to say, "No matter what you do Decide, I support you. '

"Shanshan and I are waiting for you in Mingdu." Zhou Ji said in a deep voice.

Ye Hongyu nodded and smiled.

Mo Shanshan looked at the two of them, and it was only then that she noticed that Zhou Ji was wearing a red dress, and Ye Hongyu was wearing a red dress, and they were standing under the willow tree with red silk ribbons fluttering, as if they were just a couple newcomer.

Taking a step forward, Mo Shanshan looked at Ye Hongyu and said for the first time, "I'll take you down the mountain."

Ye Hongyu froze for a moment, looked at the light in Mo Shanshan's eyes, nodded slightly, and said hello.

Zhou Ji stood under the tree alone, looked at the two people who were walking together towards the mountain gate, glanced left and right, and murmured, "Would they fight?"

The Mochi Garden is not big, and the two walked very slowly. As the number of disciples on the side of the road became less and less, Ye Hongyu stopped and looked at Mo Shanshan, with a complicated expression, "Master Mo Shan has something to say to me?" ?"

Mo Shanshan nodded slightly, and said softly, "You like Mr. Zhou?"

Is this like it?

Ye Hongyu herself didn't know.

Zhou Ji is the only person she trusts besides her brother.

In front of him, I can let go of all guards and reveal all the softness and fragility in my heart.

He is my ray of light in the darkness.

Makes me want to get closer, to hug.

Warm and melt.

Ye Hongyu said confusedly, "If this is liking, then it should be liking."

Listening to Ye Hongyu's narration, Mo Shanshan looked sad and relieved, "When you come back, tell him all this."

Ye Hongyu looked at Mo Shanshan in surprise, Mo Shanshan sighed softly, and said softly, "He is actually a person who lacks love. He is timid because of lack of love. He dares to confirm his heart only if you speak first."

Taoshan is more than 2,000 miles away from Mochi Garden, which seems very far away, but if Yujian flies, it can be reached in a short time.

This time, Ye Hongyu refused Zhou Ji to draw the thunder pattern on her palm. After stepping into the apocalypse, her and Xiong Chumo's strengths would become extremely blurred. The breath revealed is no longer weak to the opponent.

Zhou Ji looked at the direction where the light was flying, and was silent for a long time.

Suddenly there was a warm and delicate Rou Yi beside him, gently holding his palm.

Mo Shanshan raised his eyes to look at Zhou Ji, and said softly, "If you are worried, just follow quietly."

Zhou Ji shook his head, and pulled Mo Shanshan into his arms with a little force, caressing her hair, feeling the heartbeat from her close-to-chest.

"I've wronged you."

"This is your real purpose of becoming the king, right?" Mo Shanshan wanted to bite Zhou Ji, but he was a little bit reluctant, and said in a somewhat helpless tone, "What's the use of being wronged? Who made you a heartless person?" what~"

"Feel sorry."

Mo Shanshan shook his head in Zhou Ji's arms, tightened his clothes and said, "No need to apologize, I like you, your kindness, your gentleness, your sincerity, if you fail Miss Ye, then you are not My favorite Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Ji thought for a long time, looked down at the person in his arms, and said softly, "You are so kind."

As soon as these words came out, he felt so stupid, as stupid as some idiot couples in some comedy dramas.

Mo Shanshan burst out laughing, looked up at Zhou Ji and said, "I also think I'm a very good girl."

"So, you should treat me better in the future, and stop being a heartless person."

Mo Shanshan blinked playfully, and as soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Ji lowered his head slowly and kissed her lips.

Wow~

The disciples of Mochiyuan who had not dispersed around were surprised to find that the willow leaves beside the ink pond were falling with the wind, spinning and flying around the two people by the lake, blocking the curious eyes of the crowd.

Southern Jin Dynasty.

Osawa.

There are two wetlands in Haotian World, one is the mud pond in Beihuang, and the other is Daze Lake in the Southern Jin Dynasty.

A team of chariots and horses set off from the capital of the Tang Dynasty, out of Qingxia, around Daze, all the way towards the Dahe River, it was the Ming Dynasty, and the team traveled lightly and did not have too many guards. Most of the dozen or so carriages were gifts for celebration.

The convoy reached the edge of the wetland, and the sight was blocked by the fine mist. Suddenly, a cry came from a black carriage, breaking the tranquility of the surroundings.

Immediately afterwards, there was another cry, which seemed to be a mutual induction, as if whoever had a louder voice could cry better, one after another was very lively.

Ning Que and Sangsang had long been accustomed to the troubles of their little ancestors. They hugged each other and coaxed the children carefully. Suddenly, a premonition of extreme danger came to their hearts.

Ning Que focused his eyes, lifted the car curtain and looked into the distance. In the dimness, a black light appeared in the depths of the water mist, as if to gather the surrounding light into it.

Ning Que hurriedly handed the child over to Sangsang, pulled out the black box of the longbow beside him and got out of the car window, turned over and jumped onto the roof of the car, and shot arrows with the bow in a flowing manner. A stream of light disappeared in an instant, bumping into a small black flower floating towards the convoy.

Xiling side.

Ever since the headmaster announced his retreat, the gate of the temple has never been opened.

Accompanied by a huge roar, a figure dressed in the costume of a priest directly broke through the thick and towering giant stone gate, and smashed hard on the sacred seat in front of the temple.

Looking at the seat of the head teacher who was so close at hand, this was the first time Cheng Lixue was so close to it, but he didn't feel the slightest joy in his heart. Instead, he spat out a mouthful of blood and struggled to get up, showing a look of panic.

On the throne, Xiong Chumo, who had taken off his mask, had the bald corners of his mouth, and he no longer had the beard that was full of disobedience when he saw it.

Slowly opening his eyes, he killed Cheng Lixue who broke into the palace with a single palm, and looked out of the door with a ferocious face, his stern expression couldn't hide his shock.

"How can you break through the six realms?"

"Holding the heart to kill you, as long as the killing intent is persistent enough and the hatred is pure enough, that's enough."

The stone door was wide open, and bright sunlight shone into the deep and dark hall. Ye Hongyu came in stepping on the light, and looked at Xiong Chumo with calm eyes, as if looking at a dead person.

After the panic, Xiong Chumo's eyes were dark and murderous, and he said coldly, "You were not my opponent half a year ago. Do you think it's enough to step into the apocalypse?"

Ye Hongyu's expression remained unwavering. Before she found Zhou Ji, she had gone through countless life and death dangers. The name of Dao Chi was obtained through the accumulation of the lives of these strong people through leapfrogging challenges again and again.

In the Battle of Taoshan, she fought against Xiong Chumo, who had just entered the apocalypse, at the mid-stage of knowledge, and traveled all the way to Mochiyuan. While recovering from internal injuries in her meridians, her realm also broke through from the mid-stage of knowledge to the peak of knowledge.

Half a year later, the apocalypse was broken by knowing his fate, but Xiong Chumo was still wandering in place, not much changed from when he first entered the apocalypse half a year ago.

There may still be some gaps in cultivation, but in terms of strength, Ye Hongyu is still that invincible Daoist!

Zhu Xian's imitation sword slowly unsheathed, and the five spirit elements of earth, wind, water, fire, thunder gathered towards Ye Hongyu again.

Xiong Chumo had seen Ye Hongyu cast the five spirits back to the clan last time, but this time the power was far more terrifying than last time.

In an instant, the air in the entire hall seemed to have condensed. Under the continuous blessing of heaven and earth vitality, Ye Hongyu stabbed out with a sword, engulfing the power of heaven and earth, turning into a giant sword and approaching Xiong Chumo.

Standing in the palaces and pavilions of Daming Palace, Zhou Jiyao looked at the horizon. With his no-distance realm, he could reach Xiling with just a thought, and take care of the battle between Ye Hongyu and Xiong Chumo.

But he knew that he couldn't interfere in this battle, and he couldn't even watch it, because this was the path Ye Hongyu decided to take.

The convoy from Tang State just arrived in Mingdu the day before yesterday, and Zhou Ji learned from Ning Que that they were ambushed by Long Qing on the way.

The two fought against each other for the second time since the wilderness. What Long Qing didn't expect was that Ning Que no longer relied on other people's strength, but relied on himself, and once again crippled his Qihaixueshan, and nailed him to death in Yuanshi. Three arrows down.

The accompanying Xiling cavalry wanted to kill the convoy, but after Ning Que's talk, he finally moved out Sangsang, the daughter of light, the future priest of light in Xiling, and directly persuaded the cavalry to return, and the convoy came to Mingdu smoothly.

This is also the first time Zhou Ji saw the twins of Ning Que and Sangsang.

At that time, Zhou Ji and Ning Que were chatting about what happened along the way, Mo Shanshan leaned over to Sangsang, staring at the sleeping baby in the swaddle, until Zhou Ji pulled him away, still reluctant She looks like.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ji couldn't help showing a faint smile.

Gentle footsteps came from behind, Zhou Ji turned to look, and Mo Shanshan, who was dressed in a red dress, came step by step. The custom-made Fengguan Xiapei did not conceal her delicate and quiet bookishness. Compared with the usual elegant and white long dress Confucian shirts are more bright and beautiful.

"The ceremony is about to start, Miss Ye hasn't come back yet?"

Feeling the energy of heaven and earth still rioting in Xiling, Zhou Ji shook his head, "Since she promised to come, she will definitely do it."

if

On the happy day, neither Mo Shanshan nor Zhou Ji mentioned the word "if".

Because once it happened, Mo Shanshan believed that Zhou Ji would erase the entire Xiling and be buried with Ye Hongyu.

The bell of ritual music rang in the distance, and the grand ceremony officially began.

The name of the country changed, and the monarch came to the throne.

Under the ceremonies watched by the ministers and envoys from all parties, Zhou Ji officially ascended the throne on the high platform in front of the Daming Palace, and held the most grand wedding ceremony with Mo Shanshan, the owner of the Mochi Garden.

At the banquet that night, the envoys from all parties were amazed when they saw the radiant glass vessels and various organs that had never existed in this world, and the one who was most astonished was Ning Que himself.

"How much do these things cost?" Sangsang put down the glazed cup carefully, saw Ning Que's expression of eating something, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you?"

Ning Que raised his forehead and said, "I seem to have missed billions."

It was getting late, and the lights of Daming Palace were as bright as day. From the direction of Xiling, a ray of light crossed the sky and came straight towards the main hall.

Zhou Ji was entertaining everyone in the hall with Mo Shanshan at this time, and subconsciously turned his head to look outside the hall.

I saw a woman, dressed in bright red clothes, with a smile on her delicate and handsome face.

The haze in the brows disappeared, and the black and white clear eyes, like glaciers thawing, glowed with vitality.

"I'm back."

"Welcome home."

Zhou Ji seemed to be infected by the other party's smile, and just as he finished speaking, there was a faint humming of cicadas in his ears.

(The extra chapter is over, and the next volume will resume the main chapter, "Slow Knife Walking in the Snow")

(The ending of the night is biased towards an open ending, which was also set up from the very beginning. The original plan was for Ye Hongyu and Mo Shanshan to have two heroines, red roses and white roses, but I didn't expect the voice of the third senior sister to be so loud. So I added some roles to her, which resulted in a longer plot and uneven distribution of emotional lines. In the future, the world will never write so many heroines again, because the ability is limited, and it is too easy to write.)