Red Heart Survey

In the gentle sound of water, the sea water naturally diverts.

The fourth master of the Chongxuan family, a top-notch family in Qi, is in charge of the Chongxuanming River on Neverwinter Island, walking up the steps of the deep blue water from the bottom of the sea.

There are four brothers in his generation, and now only he and his elder brother are left.

As a younger brother, he has been loved since he was a child.

Eldest brother is that kind of typical dandy, he is high-spirited, and he doesn't like him very much. There is affection, but there is no respect.

The second brother is extremely talented and dazzling. He has admired him since he was a child and set it as his goal.

But the one with the best relationship is the third brother Zhongxuan Mingshan.

The eldest brother spends his days wandering around the streets and willow alleys, and the second brother practices daily practice, studies and performs martial arts, so they don't have so much time to accompany him. It was the third brother who took him all over the streets and alleys.

When the family declines, the old father wears armor, and the three brothers died in the first Qixia War... The clan deeply hates Mingtu, and he also deeply resents it.

But when the second brother went to the sea alone, only a pure land of Futu was left behind.

Feeling in his heart, he didn't know what to say.

After that, he went overseas and never married a wife or had children, nor competed for title. Whether it is to escape or to miss, I have never returned to Linzi.

When the old man left, he only stayed on Neverwinter Island for sacrifices, sticking to his promise to spend the rest of his life on maritime affairs.

It is different from Chongxuan Chuliang who is independent. He did not separate his family to support himself, and the Neverwinter Island he controlled under his name still belonged to the power of the Bowanghou Mansion.

"Fourth Master, how are you?" Li Fengyao, who was standing at the bow of the boat, asked aloud.

Chongxuanminghe shook his head: "I didn't expect that Mayzhou Island sank so deep into the sea, and only found some fragments after exploring three thousand feet. However, Xu Zeming was not completely an idiot. Before he escaped, he had completely destroyed the world's great millstone .”

"Xu Zeming can be an idiot, but the Taixu Sect will not put an idiot out to represent them." Li Fengyao was thoughtful: "This great millstone of heaven and earth must be useful for the study of the true nature of the Lord of the Sea. ... Akira Xuzawa's plan is not completely unfeasible."

"It's more than feasible?" Chongxuanminghe said: "With the deduction of Daotai, it should be close to perfection. But the sea beast has destroyed everything, and now I can't judge where the problem is."

Gao Jie uses all the sea beasts raging in the near sea as arrows, and fights Xuanyuan Shuo across the world of confusion. The islands have been rescued from the crisis.

At the moment when the result of the war is about to emerge, the people of Qi need to think more about the post-war issues. For example, the reconstruction of offshore islands, such as the division of responsibilities...

Both Li Fengyao and Chongxuan Minghe came from famous families, so of course they understand this truth. They led the troops to clean up the offshore islands, not just wandering around, but doing needles to release silt, and every point is the key.

"Let's go to Xingzhu Island to see the situation first, there is a Taixu turret there..." Li Fengyao stood like an ice sculpture, frosty and authentic: "Finally, we will go to Huai Island."

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The lightning waterfall covering the island has long since dissipated, and people are looking for life again on the ruins.

Although those legends, myths, and great undertakings have passed before our eyes. But the most real pain always starts from the heart and penetrates to the skin. It is the familiar person who died in front of him, and the real wound left on the body.

Tianyatai is broken at the end of the world, Huai Island can no longer be embraced by the sea people.

Yang Liu sat on the stone steps of Tianya Terrace exhausted physically and mentally, the powder on his face had already been washed several times with blood, showing an unprecedented blank expression.

He has already admitted his mediocrity, and he has stopped trying to argue for something for a long time. In this way, he allows himself to face life calmly. Including Zhao Wuyan's indifference, including the sense of powerlessness in the face of Jiang Wangzhong Xuanzun, including the depressing future of Diaohai Tower next to Qi Guo's couch.

But today, he doesn't know how to describe all this to his master who has returned from fighting in the lost world.

Huai Island was devastated, and the Diaohai Building was destroyed.

The patriarch of Diaohailou appeared, and the patriarch of Diaohailou died... This is not just the collapse of a legend.

His home in Yangliu was turned into ruins.

His master is an elder protecting the sect, and he is participating in the war in Jinghai. But the Zongmen's resident is in ruins. When the master comes back, what else can he shoulder? How can I bear it?

He hated himself for being so mediocre! No matter how much they tried, they couldn't save a few people, and couldn't recover much loss.

And Bai Yuxia, who had witnessed the legend, was standing on the Tianya Terrace washed by the blood rain, with his back to the willow like a jade tree, looking at the distant sea, waiting for the final outcome of this battle.

Countless sea beasts died piecemeal near Tianyatai. In the next few years, this will be a fertile sea... how many fish and shrimps will be fed.

The turbid blood color has been swallowed by the sea, just like the cloud and thunder that raged for thousands of miles, it has also been hidden behind the blue sky.

A regular fishing line is invisible when it is launched, and it will disappear without a trace when it is scattered. Just like the rustling stone powder representing the dragon fisherman, it finally dissolves in the sea water.

The blue of the sky and the blue of the sea are mixed together, making people's vision very lonely.

At this moment, Bai Yuxia saw Jiang Wang—from the endless blue, a little blue jumped out, gradually smudged, and the color became heavier.

The whole sky and sea, nothing else.

There is only a green armor, and the lonely shadow walks alone.

Of course he remembered the pile of naval battle-related brochures he left for Jiang Wang when he left Jueming Island, and of course he remembered the two hundred guards of the Houfu even more. Those were the elites he personally trained and forged in the blood and flames of the demon world.

Of course he could imagine how Jiang Wang led his army into the maze. With Fang Yuanyou as the lieutenant general and the two hundred well-trained guards as the skeleton, linking up the three thousand soldiers allocated in Jusming Island, they can easily support an army of tens of thousands in the Lost Realm.

Of course he also wanted to know why Jiang Wang came back so alone.

But when he saw Jiang Wang's tired eyes, he didn't have to ask any more.

The two of them just looked at each other when they were on the stone platform and when they were in the sky, and then their eyes were torn apart in the gust of wind.

Bai Yuxia turned around silently, walked down the broken Tianya Terrace, walked to the side of Yangliu, and sat down slowly.

Throughout the disaster on Wai Island, although he tried his best to save people, he always felt like an outsider. Those sorrows and pains are all in front of my eyes, but they are not real enough. Up to this moment, he has entered the game.

Jiang Wang really wanted to say something to Bai Yuxia, which is why he chose to walk over Huai Island.

He wanted to give Bai Yuxia an explanation, but what was the explanation?

It's a good thing you didn't follow me to the Lost Realm, and it's a good thing you didn't die?

The moment he saw Bai Yuxia, he knew he had nothing to say.

He can only fly farther alone, chewing the unspeakable Samadhi!

At that time, the sea wind was blowing the waves, and there were singing voices between the heaven and the earth, and someone was singing softly——

"Green is the cloud cover, and the vastness is back.

"I would like to hold a long tassel, and now fight against the sea of ​​anger.

"...

"The mother lost my clothes, and the son lost my arms.

"Where does the soul go? Jade Broken Spirit Platform!"

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Every August 17th is very special in the Kingdom of Clouds.

Twenty years ago, the Yunguo Joint Council unanimously passed a resolution to establish August 17th as the "Yunchao Festival".

Since then, every year on this day. Every city in Yunguo will present the most beautiful objects to Yuncheng, which is called "Court Rites".

The High Heaven Pavilion seldom directly interferes with Yun Nation's specific affairs. Refined from vulgarity, such as Ye Dazong, he also firmly opposes everyone's mobilization of teachers and the whole country to celebrate his precious daughter's birthday.

However, the wise elders of the joint council didn't mention the Young Pavilion Master, but congratulated him with "clouds". Comparing with the national birthday, Sect Master Ye had no choice but to accept it reluctantly.

By the way, this festival was originally called "Flower Festival", and the whole country congratulated Yuncheng with exotic flowers and plants. But because the Huachao Festival exists in many places, it is not special enough, so it was finally named "Yunchao Festival".

Of course, there is another reason why it is inconvenient to spread it...to avoid the taboo.

The beauty of Yunguo spread widely in the four realms.

The beauty of Yuncheng is even greater than the peaks.

And on the day of Yunchao Festival, all the beautiful things in the world gather here.

Jade and stone carvings, bonsai sand paintings, mirage pearl buildings, flying golden hazel...

Anyone who can raise a good name can compete in Yuncheng.

The country of Yun is open to business all over the world, and the people of the country of Yun have a very broad understanding of "beauty".

The so-called "Hundreds of Nations Gather in the Yunchao Festival" has developed to this day, and the Yunchao Festival is no longer a small celebration of the Yunguo behind closed doors, but a window to the world for the Yunguo to express and interpret beauty.

In a sense, this is also a way to expand influence, and it is easier to accept.

For many years in the past, Yunchao Festival was Ye Qingyu's happiest day.

But today was different, she didn't smile all day.

The well-maintained beauty looks like a mask.

The magnificence, beauty and beauty of the world were all presented before her eyes, but her eyes were out of focus, the waves were not seen, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

The moon is already in the sky outside the window, and this day is about to pass.

Jiang An'an played with her little sister Wang Yueyi all day, and was already taken to rest, and she was probably drifting off to sleep.

Senior Sister Wang Yuerou sat quietly opposite the Young Pavilion Master, and she felt that this pair of beautiful eyes, which were beyond the reach of thousands of sails, was more charming than all the East Pearls in the world.

As gentle as she was, she also began to get a little angry.

No matter what kind of hero, that guy... how could he miss such a beauty?

Ye Qingyu's mood doesn't just affect Wang Yuerou's heart?

On the top of the clouds, under the bright moon, the handsome and unrestrained Pavilion Master Ye suddenly opened his eyes, "Here we come."

"Then what are you waiting for?" Ah Chou poked his head out from the clouds, and said viciously, "Fuck him!"

Ye Lingxiao snorted through his nostrils: "You go first."

A Chou said unhappily: "I may not be able to do it anymore..."

Ye Lingxiao had already rolled up his sleeves, but after thinking about it, he put them down again, and sighed, "Forget it."

As long as it's a quarter of an hour earlier, he doesn't mind masking his face next month, blocking the way and beating his face. It's a pity that the Yunchao Festival is almost over now...

"Is Miss Ye here? Please tell me that Jiang is here for the appointment!"

When she heard such a clear voice, Wang Yuerou just saw how the beautiful eyes in front of her rippled, and they were radiant in an instant!

The light makeup and carefully selected dresses that were sketched early in the morning also came to life at this moment.

She got up and moved wisely, and pushed open the courtyard door: "Young Pavilion Master, she—"

"I'm here!" A voice answered from behind.

Crisp and raw, like the ting-dong of a clear spring.

girl! You don't know how to be more reserved, and you don't know how to tell him to wait!

Of course she could see the man outside the door—the green shirt was as clean as new, his hair was specially tied with a jade crown, and his clean facial features were bathed in the moonlight.

The white jade around her waist is crystal clear, and the boots under her feet are not stained with dust.

The mental state of the whole person is very good, and the blood is like a flood.

Under the moon, people are bright and gentle, handsome and peaceful, like a vibrant green pine.

Wang Yuerou's slightly opened mouth closed again... There is a reason not to be reserved!

"Miss Dawang." Jiang Wang nodded politely, looked away from Wang Yuerou's shoulders, and raised his voice clearly: "Qingyu!"

At that time, the door was slightly closed, and Ye Qingyu walked out from the inside. She was beautiful and beautiful, more than three points better than the moonlight? The long skirt reaches the ground, fluttering as if wanting to ride the wind.

Her gaze met Jiang Wang's on Wang Yuerou's shoulder.

Seeing such a brilliant and glamorous Jiang Wang, he only said: "Are you tired after coming so late?"

Wang Yuerou suddenly felt that she was too much, so she lifted her skirt to the waist, slipped out from beside Jiang Wang, and disappeared into the night in a flash.

Jiang Wang stood stubbornly under the moonlight, and said with a smile, "Why are you tired? This time, we have won a big victory in the expedition to the Lost Realm! We have defeated the plot of the Sea Clan to ascend to the ranks! It's just that the Lost Realm is a little farther away from here. , so it took a while on the road... Fortunately, I didn't miss today completely."

Ye Qingyu listened to him quietly, her eyes became softer: "Today is the happiest time for me every year, especially this year. Thank you for overcoming all difficulties and bringing yourself back to me intact. Xiao Jiang, You have worked hard."

The light in these beautiful eyes is so warm.

The mirror in Jiang Wang's eyes shattered, and what fell out was exhaustion that could no longer be hidden.

"It's not hard." He smiled hard and gently, and stretched out his hand: "Happy birthday to you!"

Ye Qingyu reached out to shake his hand, just like he did at Guanhe Terrace back then.

But halfway through her hand, she took half a step forward, directly wrapped her arms around his waist, and hugged him like this.

Jiang Wang froze for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but deep down he was reluctant.

Obviously it was Ye Qingyu who threw himself into his arms, but he felt that he was the one being hugged. He could feel Ye Qingyu's hand stroking his long hair, it was so gentle. Hearing Ye Qingyu's murmur, it was next to his ears: "It's okay, it's okay Xiao Jiang, don't be sad..."

He slowly hugged back, lowered his face, and buried it on Ye Qingyu's shoulder.

On the most beautiful night of the Yunchao Festival in the world, this human hero who successfully returned from the demon world, this human warrior who fought bloody battles in the maze world, this young generation with the highest military achievements, this world-renowned celestial The proud son... cried silently like a wounded puppy.

This time in Lost Realm, he lost too much!

Lost again and again!

The 3,000 soldiers who paid for each other with their lives, the 200 loyal guards, Fang Yuanyou who was on the saddle and horse behind him, Yan Yanru who met for the first time but had been with him for a long time, Yu Beidou who was also a teacher and friend...

But can he cry on the battlefield where the human race and the sea race are fighting?

Can he be sad at Tianyatai?

Can a person like him, a person who has carried hundreds of thousands of lives and carried a blood feud, be vulnerable in front of others?

Sometimes he is as strong as a symbol with the word strong written on it.

But it's not true that he won't suffer, won't be sad!

He is strong because he can only be strong.

He endures because he can only endure!

On the night when he walked out of Fenglin City, he told himself that he could only walk the road after that by himself.

Now it is said that Jiang Wangzhi is known all over the world, and he is called a hero.

But the white-haired boy who walked out of Fenglin City at that time really only had an ordinary iron sword, a heart filled with hatred, an opportunity thousands of miles away that he didn't know whether it could be fulfilled, and a A sister who is willing to protect with her life.

This world...would allow him to be vulnerable?

Ye Qingyu didn't hear Jiang Wang's cry, but her shoulders did hold Jiang Wang's tears.

It also contained the exhaustion, grievance, sadness, and suffering that flowed like a mountain torrent...

She still remembers the sudden kick when she saw Jiang Wang for the first time in a panic.

She still remembers the life confusion of the teenagers in the small town flowing on the letter paper.

She once saw the back of white-haired Jiang Wang walking down Yuncheng alone.

She once witnessed Jiang Wang's demeanor winning the first prize on the viewing platform.

She had waited for him in the bloody Wunan battlefield, and she had waited for him in letters that had been written uninterruptedly for five years.

And today, she hugged him.

What she hugged was the young man who was curled up in the maple forest where the red leaves were like fire, and he didn't know where he was going and where he was going.

She should have hugged.

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