Yun Youfeng pretended to be an identity and visited many alcoholics who were addicted to alcohol. Only then did he find out the name of the wine from their mouths—Wangyou.
The name is a good name, but the effect is really incomprehensible.
That wine was brewed by Sanniang for Rong Xian. He also saw that Rong Xian drank it with his own eyes. Why was it useless
-Some things are engraved in the soul, and even forgetfulness cannot be washed away.
Thinking of what the old man said, Yun Youfeng sighed.
Forget it, there is no need to pursue these now, he just hopes to wait until the girl in his heart suddenly appears in front of him, chasing him at night to snatch the wine jar.
"Qing Er, go and drink with me." Yunyoufeng shouted freely.
Qing Er did not say a word, but his footsteps honestly followed the wandering wind.
On Wuxin Cliff, Su Xuan respectfully said to Rong Xian, "Your Highness, we can go."
Rong Xian flicked her sleeves and walked towards the gate step by step on the golden steps, each step being of the same importance.
She kept her eyes fixed on the front, and as she rose step by step, her expression gradually became serious and serious.
This road leads to a throne. Under the throne, there are many bones and mountains of corpses.
Rong Xian's expression was always firm, and her eyes seemed to reflect the magnificent changes of mountains and rivers.
From the beginning to the end, she did not look back, her back was decisive, and she would not look at her left, and she had nothing to linger on.
No recollection of the past, no nostalgia for the past, no worries, the gentleness of the mirror flower slowly dissipated on this ladder, leaving behind only the indifference and rationality that belonged to Rong Xian.
As Rong Xian reached the top floor, Marven Ye's figure flashed and he stood beside Rong Xian, reaching out and pushing open the door for her.
At this time, Su Xuan also walked up with Rong Yu, Hei Ya and others. Su Xuan and Marven Ye took a step forward, bowed respectfully, and said in unison, "Your Highness, please."
Rong Xian glanced at them, and walked into the door as soon as she lifted her foot.
It was just a moment of trance that she had entered another world.
As the last person walked in, the door of the space closed tightly, gradually turning into nothingness and disappearing into the air, and the dull pressure also dissipated with the disappearance of the door.
Floating Cloud Cliff, Shen Xi and Shen Jiuliu all sighed when they saw the gate disappear.
Shen Xi felt a little lost, but when he thought of the immortal stone, layers of waves appeared in his eyes.
One day, he will reach the Middle Thousand Realm.
Shen Jiulu raised his hand to look at the sword stone in his hand, and murmured, "In the future, we will really be separated from each other."
His cold brows and eyes are like plum blossoms that quietly spit their cores after the snow in winter nights. Every petal contains a frosty breath. He looks at the void, his eyes are far-reaching and silent, as if the person in his heart will appear in the next moment. He waved to him in midair.
"Xiaoxian..." Shen Jiuliu whispered.
He held the sword stone in his hand, as if he could sense the temperature of another person, and then softly called out, "Xiaoxian."
You know, I miss you, I have always been.
Under the sky on the other side, will you miss me again
May I be like the star and the moon, and the lights are bright every night.
On the other side, stepping on the land of the Middle Thousand Realm, feeling the spiritual energy stronger than that of the Lower Thousand Realm, Rong Xian raised her eyebrows and smiled, meaning she said, "Not bad."
I don't know if she is praising Zhongjie or something else. In the hearts of Su Xuan and the two, this Highness has always been mysterious.
Rong Yu's face was full of curiosity, with the same eagerness in his eyes as Hei Crow and others, and he couldn't wait to shine and occupy a place in Zhongqianjie.
"Teacher, it's very interesting here." This place is remote, and it was Su Xuan's chosen landing spot in the lower realm, but in such a small place, he could already sense no less than ten auras that matched his strength.
Black Crow licked his lips, his face flushed with pleasure, and his bloodthirsty eyes flashed red, and now he can't wait to find someone to fight.
Su Xuan glanced at the restless people and introduced: "This is the northern border region. There are four great dynasties, one great dynasty, two schools and three temples on the first floor, four great families and five sects."
Rong Xian blinked and exclaimed with a fake expression: "Zhongqianjie is really too prosperous."
There are many forces, and they are all powerful forces, and the Heavenly Dao of the Middle Thousand Realms is too tolerant.
Compared with the Middle Thousand Realm, Xiao Qianjie has a Clear Sky Immortal Sect and Wuxin Cliff. These two top forces seem to be insufficient.
However, this is really good.
The more power you have, the better you can fish in troubled waters. Well, which power to start with
Rong Xian lowered her eyes, thoughtfully.
Seeing that she was ready to make trouble, Su Xuan's eyelids jumped. This place is different from that small place in Xiaoqianjie. If His Highness really bears up, they may not be able to carry Rong Dynasty.
He quickly diverted His Highness's attention and said, "The Rong Dynasty is one of the four dynasties. Alongside our Nanrong Dynasty are the Northern Zhao, Xijiang, and Eastern Jin. One Dynasty refers to Dazhou."
Su Xuandao, who knew all the sects in Jianghu, said, "The first floor refers to the Fengbo Building, which is just a restaurant on the surface, but the shopkeeper on the bright side is Gu Yelan Gu Jun, who is number one on the list. As long as he can afford the price, he will be there. You can hire killers in the Storm Tower to kill the people you want to kill."
"Huh?" The four Black Crows were in shock. Are the Thousand Realms so famous for buying murder and killing people? Much better than when they were demons in the lower realm.
Su Xuan continued: "The second sect refers to the Wuji Sword Sect and the Taixuan Sect. Yun Jiu, the sect master of the Wuji Sword Sect, is recognized as the number one person in the northern border region. His cultivation is so powerful and unfathomable, and he is the only one in the kendo. You can stand side by side with Your Majesty."
It could be seen that Su Xuan was very proud when he mentioned the Sword Emperor.
Rong Xian pondered for a moment, before she couldn't hold back and said, "In other words, your Majesty's strength is actually not as strong as Sect Master Yun?"
Ye Wenchun was afraid that His Majesty thought that His Majesty was too weak, so he threw his sleeves and left, and quickly explained: "His Majesty is not weak, but he was distracted by trivial matters of the dynasty and could not cultivate with all his heart, which is slightly inferior to Yun Jiu."
Rong Xian nodded in understanding.
Then he lowered his face and said, "In other words, if I inherit the throne, I won't be able to concentrate on my cultivation in the future?"
Marven Ye was surprised: "Does Your Highness want to practice too?"
It was as if Rong Xian's cultivation had been blown by the wind.
Rong Xian glanced at him sideways, and said sternly: "Of course I want to cultivate, otherwise how can I live and see for a long time and lead the Rong Dynasty to prosper for thousands of years?"
Marven Ye's expression twisted, and he completely ignored His Highness's words.
He has also seen these days that this His Royal Highness is not as caring for the world as she has shown.
But when it comes to cultivation, in fact, this can't blame Ye Wenchun. After all, other people's cultivation is closed, closed, or desperate to find a chance.
Only His Royal Highness, he has never seen her practice since he met her.
Rong Xian: These days, being an angel in white will be despised by others╭(╯^╰)╮
(End of this chapter)