The Hardest Opening System in History

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read2();　　 The sound of the once-in-a-decade blizzard that has swept across the northwest of the summer, stopped abruptly at midnight, and was quite abrupt, as if the snow for several days had been compressed to Within a day, those who come in a hurry, stop more urgently.

The morning light was faint, and the entire Shenjing city was still covered with a faint mist. Then a little winter day when his head was poked out, a little light was emitted in the sky, passing through the fog, and sprinkled in a silver light-covered Shenjing city. The entire Daxia First Xiongcheng gradually awakened amidst the crowing of cock.

　　 But last night, too many people stayed up all night in Shenjing.

　　Shen Jingdongjiao, near Dao Palace, in a small courtyard, a beautiful figure, dressed in a cotton-padded jacket, sits under the eaves, holding his knees and looking at the wall of the front yard in a daze.

The girl watched for a whole night. That night, she saw the north wind coming with the blizzard, blowing off the leaves of the pomegranate tree in the courtyard, and also alarmed a few jackdaws on the tree. After the snow stopped in the middle of the night, it was like a full moon in the middle of the night. , But the light in the yard next door didn't turn on again, and the person didn't come back, maybe never again.

　　 The autumn breeze is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves are scattered, and the jackdaws are resurrected.

The door of the inner room on the side opened, and he was still an elegant middle-aged man in a purple robe. He walked out of it and looked at his red-eyed daughter who hadn’t slept all night. His eyes flashed with regret, and then he walked in gently. Sit down slowly by the girl's side, and also looked at the wall in front, falling into silence.

　　 "Father, do you think he will come back?"

　　 There is a trace of choking in the girl's words, and the questioning is also invisible.

　　 "Father doesn't know."

　　 The deep and mellow voice of Chu Zhengyang, the master of Dao Gong Zong Zong Zheng, sounded.

　　 "I know that father, you are almost clear-hearted and straightforward. You are a Dao Gong monk, so there are very few fathers in this world that you don't know, but he won't come back again, even I know."

　　 The middle-aged man in the purple robe raised his hand and touched the girl's head. The purple vitality glow slowly radiated from his body, dispelling the winter cold, and then he spoke:

　　 "But Dad can't see through him. The rest of the teenagers in this world, as long as you say you want, Dad can tie him over, but he can't do it, Dad can't do it."

　　 "I know, he doesn't belong to anyone, he belongs to the world."

　　 The girl's voice was lonely, and the pearls kept falling from her big eyes.

　　 The middle-aged in purple robe stretched out his hand and gently wiped away tears for his daughter, looked at the latter's eyes, and said solemnly:

　　 "Hey, girl, you have to understand that what you deliberately ask for is often not found. Under the road, everything comes and goes, there is his time."

　　 "But Dad, he lowered his brows, but he thought about it. I have nothing to do, I can't forget."

　　 Yanyan girl completely howled and burst into tears.

Despite the continuous heavy snow yesterday, officials from the Gyeonggi Prefecture of Daxia have already arranged for handyman. Before dawn, the snow on the road was cleared. Therefore, the Qiongjiang Pavilion at Qinglongmen in Shenjing City is still full of people, near Qinglongmen. People in China have long unconsciously formed a habit of having a bowl of hot noodle soup at breakfast, which can ensure a whole day of warmth and vitality.

A young figure carrying a rucksack stopped in front of the gate of Qiongye Hall. The boy raised his head, his pupils dilated and swollen, and looked upwards. After hesitating for a moment, he did not enter, but turned and joined the forward crowd. Inside, at the gate of the city, waiting for the gate to be put down.

After 　　 a half-pillar incense, Qinglongmen put down, the young figure stepped out of the city, step by step towards the distance, the wide and towering city gate behind him was no different from when he first came, and he has become different.

　　 The young man did not turn his head back, because perhaps he turned his head and he never left.

Inside an inn in Shenjingcheng, a letter was gently placed on the round table, and then the letter was gently picked up by a white and slender hand. Girl Rouge opened the envelope, looked up, and then sighed slightly. In one breath.

　　 At the same time, in the gloomy Zhenyuhou Mansion, the entire mansion has been hung with strips of plain cloth, completely immersed in extreme grief.

　　 Qing Niantong opened her eyes on the bed, one hand slightly propped up her body, the other hand pulled the quilt up, covering the infinite spring light under the quilt, but she was empty around him, and people were no longer there.

　　 She turned her head to look, and on the round table in Lin Xiao's house belonging to the grandson of Zhenyuhou, there was also a letter on it.

When the sky appeared white, the two most noble alleys of Zizhu and Willow, the two most noble alleys in the capital city, the lights of each mansion were turned on almost at the same time, and then the mansion door opened, and a number of dignitaries walked out of the door silently, stepping into it. The carriage parked at the door.

Then the two long dragons set off together, lined up and drove out from the alley respectively, gathered in one place, forming a big dragon, and then slowly drove outside the Baidi Palace on Baiyu Avenue, which had been repaired overnight, and drove into Meridian Inside, if you pay attention, you will find that its path is exactly the same as when Emperor Kong entered the palace.

Kong Emperor was blocked by the imperial city guards in front of the Imperial Palace, and the carriage in the long dragon was also stopped at this position. A figure in official uniform walked off the carriage and accompanied Chaoyang, walking towards the Huangji Hall.

Originally, these hundreds of civil and military officials in Daxia would spontaneously gather into two groups and talk to each other, but today's situation is different. There is no one word on the long road to the Emperor Palace, and all of them bow their heads. Looking at the undulating steps at his feet, his expression was solemn and solemn.

　　 The stairs outside the palace of the Emperor seem to be stretched infinitely, and the passage of time has slowed down a little.

　　 Civil and military officials from both sides of the majestic and majestic imperial palace, two rows of civil and military officials filed into each other, and stood with their heads bowed in the hall.

　　 The golden phoenix emperor and the black four-winged profound bird, two giants, still soaring above the palace of the emperor, screaming, traversing very mysterious tracks, a touch of power emanating, and the void fluctuates.

Under the Phoenix Emperor and the Xuanniao, the position that symbolized the Lord of Great Xia was still hanging in the air at this time, and the figure that originally belonged to Empress Wu did not appear on it. After a glance, the standing hundred officials immediately lowered their heads. Don't dare to look anymore, in awe, holding back and waiting.

　　 Finally, the unique voice belonging to the old **** resounded throughout the palace.

　　 "Kneel, welcome!"

　　 Manchu dynasty civil and military all knelt down, bowed down and bowed.

　　 A steady footstep sounded slowly from behind the Palace of Emperor Huangji. It was light at first, and then gradually became clearer and clearer.

The interval between the sound of footsteps is almost exactly the same, indicating that the foot of the visitor is very stable, but with this clear and steady sound of steps, every sound is like stepping on the hearts of the kneeling people in the hall, making them not Consciously trembling, shaking.

　　 One step at a time, and the body shook.