The system is a broken bowl

Song Chen and his group of seven people rode on a small golden dragon to fly south.

Flying over half of the chaotic land and the entire Dashun Empire, the air distance is tens of thousands of miles. If they walk along the road on the ground, it may be more than 20,000 miles.

For such a long distance, Long Er would need more than four hours to fly at full speed without rest.

However, with her current strength, she can't do it. After flying more than a thousand miles, she needs to rest and replenish her physical strength.

Of course, with the blessing of twenty times the time of Yunzhengxiawei, she can sleep in it for ten days and a half months, and the outside world will only be delayed for a few hours.

Song Chen plans to use more than ten days to complete this long journey. For Yan Xijun and Murong Feixue who have been staying in Yunzhengxiawei, it has been almost a year.

It was the first time for Fu Bo and Ximen Tiannai and his wife to fly on a dragon, and Mang Yue had only ridden it once at night.

Therefore, the four top masters were very excited like children who got candy.

For them, there was nothing on the Tiangan Continent that could make them so excited. This time they experienced two things at once.

Whether it was the feeling of overlooking the earth from a high altitude or feeling the wonderful difference in the speed of time in the Xumi space, they had never experienced it before.

Feng Wuying was the most excited one. She seemed to have returned to her girlhood, and her hearty laughter could be heard from the sky from time to time.

…

"Sister Xijun, you don't seem very happy? Is it because of what Brother Chen said?"

In the Xumi space, Murong Feixue peeled a fruit for Yan Xijun.

Song Chen, Fu Bo and others were flying on a dragon in the outside world, and the two of them were chatting and talking beside the hot spring pool with clouds and mist.

"Xue'er, have you ever thought about it? If Brother Chen becomes the emperor of the Great Shun Empire, he will use troops against Dashun and Dazhou. At that time, what should we do?"

Yan Xijun expressed her doubts. These days, she was entangled and hesitant, but she never found the answer, or she didn't untie the knot in her heart.

"Do you know why Brother Chen did this?" Murong Feixue did not answer directly, but asked back.

"Of course it's for the Song family and his son."

Yan Xijun already knew about Song Xiaoshi, but when she said this, she suddenly felt that something seemed wrong.

"Sister Xijun, do you know what the biggest difference between you and me is?" Xue'er continued to ask.

"The biggest difference?"

Yan Xijun thought about it, then shook her head. She really couldn't tell the difference between her and Murong Feixue.

Both of them were Song Chen's women, and they were both royal family members. Now even their cultivation was the same.

"Brother Chen and I met by chance and fell in love, but you were married by the Emperor of Dashun. Our starting points were different!"

Murong Feixue continued: "Brother Chen loves me and loves you as well. He regards us all as his lovers and relatives. But you only regard Brother Chen as a lover, not a relative."

"Is there a difference? Isn't a lover a relative?"

Yan Xijun looked at Murong Feixue in confusion. It seemed that her question was somewhat contradictory.

Song Chen and his group of seven people flew south on a small golden dragon.

Flying over half of the chaotic land and the entire Dashun Empire, the air distance is tens of thousands of miles. If walking along the road on the ground, it may be more than 20,000 miles.

For such a long distance, Long Er would need more than four hours to fly at full speed without rest.

However, with her current strength, she can't do it. After flying more than a thousand miles, she needs to rest and replenish her physical strength.

Of course, with the blessing of twenty times the time of Yunzhengxiawei, she can sleep in it for ten days and a half months, and the outside world will only be delayed for a few hours.

Song Chen plans to use more than ten days to complete this long journey. For Yan Xijun and Murong Feixue who have been staying in Yunzhengxiawei, it has been almost a year.

It was the first time for Fu Bo and Ximen Tiannai and his wife to fly on a dragon, and Mang Yue had only ridden it once at night.

Therefore, the four top masters were very excited like children who got candy.

For them, there was nothing on the Tiangan Continent that could make them so excited. This time they experienced two things at once.

Whether it was the feeling of overlooking the earth from a high altitude or feeling the wonderful difference in the speed of time in the Xumi space, they had never experienced it before.

Feng Wuying was the most excited one. She seemed to have returned to her girlhood, and her hearty laughter could be heard from the sky from time to time.

…

"Sister Xijun, you don't seem very happy? Is it because of what Brother Chen said?"

In the Xumi space, Murong Feixue peeled a fruit for Yan Xijun.

Song Chen, Fu Bo and others were flying on a dragon in the outside world, and the two of them were chatting and talking beside the hot spring pool with clouds and mist.

"Xue'er, have you ever thought about it? If Brother Chen becomes the emperor of the Great Shun Empire, he will use troops against Dashun and Dazhou. At that time, what should we do?"

Yan Xijun expressed her doubts. These days, she was entangled and hesitant, but she never found the answer, or she didn't untie the knot in her heart.

"Do you know why Brother Chen did this?" Murong Feixue did not answer directly, but asked back.

"Of course it's for the Song family, for his son."

Yan Xijun already knew about Song Xiaoshi, but when she said this, she suddenly felt that something seemed wrong.

"Sister Xijun, do you know what the biggest difference between you and me is?" Xue'er continued to ask.

"The biggest difference?"

Yan Xijun thought about it, then shook her head. She really couldn't say what the difference was between her and Murong Feixue.

Both of them were Song Chen's women, and they were both from the royal family. Now even their cultivation was the same.

"Brother Chen and I met by chance and fell in love, but you were given a marriage by the Emperor of Dashun. Our starting points are different!"

Murong Feixue continued: "Brother Chen loves me and loves you as well. He regards us as his lovers and relatives. But you only regard Brother Chen as your lover, not as your relative."

"Is there a difference? Isn't a lover a relative?"

Yan Xijun looked at Murong Feixue in confusion. It seemed that her question was somewhat contradictory.