Yin Biyue and Duan Chongxuan met Luo Mingchuan before they reached Qiuhu Lake.
When Luo Mingchuan found them, he was obviously relieved, "You are all right, there was a strong wind just now, and it was strange..."
In fact, his Garan pupil technique saw a huge shadow above the clouds, and it was a strange beast with at least the Mahayana realm. But now that the storm has passed, that alien beast should not have come to destroy Ye Cheng.
Duan Chongxuan looked back at Luan Er who was hiding behind him.
Luan Er let out a low whimper and stood up with watery eyes. As if he knew he was wrong, he looked very aggrieved.
Luo Mingchuan said in shock, "Is it?"
"Luan Er, this is Senior Brother Luo, say hello."
Qingyiluan lowered her slender neck and rubbed Guanyu beside him.
The furry touch made Luo Mingchuan startled.
He was rubbed by a Qingyi Luan of the Mahayana Realm.
Yin Biyue feels better now.
He couldn't be the only one who experienced this kind of disjointed view.
It's a pity that there are no Huskies in this world, and Brother Luo cannot understand the essence of Luan Er's eyes.
Through Luan Er's indirect betrayal of cuteness, Duan Chongxuan began to explain, "I didn't intend to hide it, but the situation at home is more complicated..."
Luo Mingchuan interrupted him rarely, "Needless to say, I will take you as a junior brother, and this will not change."
Duan Chongxuan laughed, "I'm going home now. Fourth Senior Brother will leave it to you, Senior Brother Luo."
Yin Biyue always felt that there was something wrong with this sentence.
But seeing Luo Mingchuan nodding solemnly, there seems to be nothing wrong.
After Duan Chongxuan finished speaking, he saw the priest of Ye Cheng brought Wang Xi over.
His face calmed down, and even the temperament around him was different.
The half-step Mahayana's guard commander, after negotiating with the City Lord's Mansion, got Duan Chongxuan's approval before entering the city alone after releasing the sword.
At this time, he stopped three feet away to salute, and what he was doing was the grand salute of the Northern Imperial Capital. After he knelt down, he almost fell to the ground. He said, "His Royal Highness Jin An."
Except for Duan Chongxuan, everyone else stepped aside and avoided the ceremony.
Yin Biyue was keenly aware that there was only a slight change in his standing posture, but he seemed to be standing on a high platform worshipped by thousands of people.
Duan Chongxuan did not speak.
So the middle-aged general in silver armor kept kneeling.
The atmosphere was suddenly suppressed.
Ye Cheng said goodbye first, and Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan felt that they should also avoid it.
Duan Chongxuan gave them a look, indicating no need.
After a while, he said lightly, "Get up."
"Thank you, Your Highness." After Wang Xi got up, he dared to take three steps forward and said respectfully, "It's His Majesty's intention that this is the end."
He glanced at the two outsiders present and hesitated.
Duan Chongxuan ignored him and said only two words, "Speak straight."
Qingyiluan stood beside him, her eyes were red, and her eyes were the same as his cold and aloofness.
Yin Biyue felt that he was testing the other party. In other words, he did not believe this Wang Xi, even though the other party was humble and respectful, impeccable.
He had never seen such Duan Chongxuan before, but as Luo Mingchuan said, no matter who he is, he is always his junior brother.
The middle-aged general clenched his fists, and the blue veins burst out on his forehead, obviously after a very strong ideological struggle.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and said eight words, "Your Majesty is seriously ill and wants to see His Highness."
Duan Chongxuan's eyes remained the same, he asked, "Where is Bai Lingling?"
"Lead troops to guard at the Guangyao Palace, block all news, and prevent the chaos party from entering the palace." Wang Xi suddenly knelt down and kowtowed, "Your Highness, please set off immediately, and return to the palace with the last commander!"
Duan Chongxuan did not speak.
Wang Xi kept kowtowing to see if there was any trace of body-protecting true essence, and a half-step Mahayana practitioner had a red mark on his forehead.
After a while, Duan Chongxuan said, "Wait for me outside the city."
He didn't say how long to wait or when to leave.
Wang Xi raised his head abruptly, his eyes glowed with gratitude, as if Duan Chongxuan could agree, it was already a great grace.
He didn't ask anything, stood up and replied, "Yes, Your Highness."
Then he bowed and stepped back three feet. Just turned away.
Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan were filled with emotion.
The chatter is still immersed in the atmosphere of just now. It wasn't until the other party's back was barely visible that one person and one luan suddenly relaxed.
He took out the folding fan, shook it violently, and fanned Luan Er's feathers, "Troublesome trouble..."
Yin Biyue asked, "Is this person credible?"
He said with a bitter face, "Basically believable."
Yin Biyue suddenly remembered that at the floating seaside, the boy who delivered the Cambodian asked Mr. Zhang Yuan, 'How is your honor? '
He answered a lot of words in one breath, which probably meant that he was in good health and spirit, and could eat and sleep without worrying about it.
At the time, he just felt disobedient and didn't think deeply about it. But thinking about it now, could it be that at that time, one of the six Asian saints in the world, His Majesty the Emperor of the Northern Lands, was already in bad health? Otherwise, why would you ask this question
Duan Chongxuan thought about it a lot, and finally said, "I should stay in Beihuang Capital for a long time this time." Turning to Yin Biyue, "Fourth Senior Brother, when you return to Cangya, ask Senior Brother and Senior Sister hello for me."
Yin Biyue knew that this was a farewell, because it was possible that Duan Chongxuan would ascend to the throne this time, and it would be difficult to return to Cangya Mountain from now on.
He didn't answer directly, but said, "You go take care of yourself. Ask your brothers and sisters, I can't do it for you, you have to say it yourself."
Duan Chongxuan was stunned for a moment, and said solemnly, "I will go back."
Yin Biyue nodded.
The road ahead is unpredictable, and there are thousands of words, no matter how much you say.
Luo Mingchuan said, "No matter what the final result is, Cangya Mountain is there."
Duan Chongxuan knew that this was a guaranteed retreat for him - even if the situation changed this time, he was no longer the prince, and there was no place to stand in the Northern Land, and there was still Cangya Mountain to protect him.
"I will take care. Listen to the fourth senior brother, you are going to Xingshan Temple, you are also careful."
Then he said, "Since it's been decided to go back, the sooner the better, I'm leaving."
No more words.
One by one, they turned their heads and walked out of the city.
In the afterglow of the sunset, their backs were stretched obliquely.
In the end, Duan Chongxuan didn't look back, just stretched out his hand and waved.
Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan stood under the setting sun and watched him go away, heading for an unlucky future.
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It has been autumn in Yecheng for many days, and the cool wind has become more and more bleak, blowing the Indus Garden with dead leaves all over the place.
It started to rain the day after Duan Chongxuan left.
An autumn rain and a cold, down to the third day. The demon cultivator lurking in Yecheng was banned and escorted to the City Lord's Mansion for arraignment.
Before that, the elders of the Qinglu Sword Sect and the worship of Ye Cheng happened to force him to the edge of Qiuhu Lake.
The lake water was disturbed by the wind and rain, and the smoke and waves were misty.
Luo Mingchuan joined the battle, and Shen Zhoujian passed through the black robe and nailed it to the man's wrist bone. In the wind and rain, Yin Biyue saw the black and red bloodstains sparse by the rain and flowed into the turbulent Autumn Lake.
Later, news came out that the magic cultivator blew himself up in the city lord's mansion. Fortunately, no one was injured, and it was confirmed that he had no companions.
Yin Bi thought more and more, maybe he used a technique like soul search during the interrogation.
After the rain stopped, the world was refreshed. Autumn is high and crisp, and the west wind is hunting.
The people in the city put on thin jackets, the sake in the wine shop was replaced by the stomach-warming spirits, and the cold cake and cold noodles on the street were replaced by the steaming mutton soup.
Life moves forward as always, and the matter of magic repair is quickly left behind.
A group of Qinglu Sword Sect left Yecheng after the rain stopped. Song Tang and the three said goodbye to Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan before leaving.
Still not much to say. The two sides are just saying goodbye to each other.
That night, Yin Biyue bought two jars of wine. Sitting on the roof and drinking with Luo Mingchuan.
Too much has happened recently.
"Senior brother, we should go tomorrow too."
"Yes. Let's go south to Xingshan Temple."
Yin Biyue looked up to see Qiuyue Lang Lang, and lowered her eyes to the edge of Qiu Lake. The blood from that day had been washed away by the rain, but it seemed to be still flowing in front of him.
He still remembered the look in the magician's eyes.
Bloodthirsty and tyrannical, without human feelings.
I met a bandit on the Panlong Ridge, and I played in the ring at the foot of Chongming Mountain.
But he never really touched the dark side of the world.
In fact, the dark side of this world is very large.
Yin Biyue took a sip of wine and was filled with emotion, but he was not afraid.
The last time I drank here, it was three people. In the courtyard next to it, the disciples of Cangya Mountain were still sleeping soundly.
Speaking of which, right now... I should be crossing the sea.
He knows that the friendship of practitioners in this world is like this, meeting a thousand glasses of wine and saying goodbye.
He thought that Song Tang, Zhong Shan and Cheng Tianyu should all be their friends. Although I have never been drinking at night, I have a word for parting.
Luo Mingchuan's voice drifted in the autumn wind,
"Gathering and dispersing are impermanent, practice and life are always a matter of one person. Don't be obsessed."
Yin Biyue held the wine jar and drank half of it. Under the moonlight, his skin was as white as thin jade, and it could almost see through the moonlight.
He knew that Luo Mingchuan was comforting himself, but he wanted to ask, "Will senior brother leave me?"
Luo Mingchuan looked into his eyes, "No."
Like the sun, moon and stars forever, I will never leave you.
The author has something to say:
Duan Chongxuan: My senior brother has ligers, the third senior brother has candy, and the fourth senior brother shows love every day. Why am I still a single dog? Dissatisfied!
Roll Paper: A handsome man with a high level of cultivation, he can match up with anyone!
Duan Chongxuan: Isn't my Highness handsome
Roll Paper: It's no use talking to anyone!
Duan Chongxuan: _ (: зゝ∠)_