The light purple clothes were flying in the air, Jian Yao turned around in the air, his long sleeves were floating, like a purple butterfly, his eyes were blank, and he saw Jian Mucheng stretching out his arms to hug him, time was flowing like water.

Four whole years passed between them, and she finally returned to him...

To the south of Beili is the city in the sky where the ghost king is entrenched.

Further south, past the rolling green mountains shrouded in clouds and mist, and over the snow-covered mountain tops, you will reach the prosperous Tiandu. Feng Xie looked far into the distance and saw vast mist and snow-capped mountains.

"What did the king see?"

An old voice sounded behind him, Feng Xie slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and his dazzling golden armor shone brightly in the snow.

"Shang, I dreamed of that lake again. It's such a big lake. It's wider than the legendary waters of the Dragon Clan. It's boundless and seems to be able to accommodate the entire world..."

"Wang didn't just dream about Huaijiang River, but who else?"

Behind Feng Xie stood a stooped old man, who looked like a high-status priest. Feng Xie's smile faded, and he lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the black panther rolling in the snow not far away. At this moment, it

It is no longer the milky pet it once was when held in someone's arms.

The old man followed his gaze. After a few months, the little leopard that Wang brought back gradually grew up, but the concern in Wang's heart still never faded. Feng Xie heard a clear whistle in his ears, and the leopard galloped away.

When she came, her slender body was strong and straight. Although not as tall as an adult leopard, it was still as strong as a strong snow dog. She was dressed in dark fur and was as bright as brocade. Feng Xie called her "Ayao". The old man understood that this was

That woman's name.

"Shang, I dreamed about her. I dreamed about her for the first time after thinking about her for so long. I'm really happy..."

"King, you should understand that she is an undesirable woman, and your life should not be controlled by one woman. Look at these rolling snow-capped mountains, as if they are the end of heaven. They are beautiful, but they are empty! She is the same!"

Feng Xie understood in his heart, but he did not refute it. Beili country was short of resources and relied on foreign aid for everything. The people in Beili had to work in the mines day and night in order to get a little bit of supplies. The high snow-capped mountains were insurmountable, and countless people had tried to climb them.

In the past, when we looked at the prosperous world, all our souls flew away and disappeared into the foothills of the towering mountains. Therefore, if they want to be happy and live in peace and contentment, they can only attack the capital of heaven and seize the prosperity left to them by heaven and earth!

"Shang, do you think I should be king?" Feng Xie squatted down and stroked "Ayao"'s head. "Ayao" lay down comfortably, with a "gurgling" sound coming from his throat.

"King, you know that I have always supported your ascension to the throne, not to mention, that is..."

"Shang, he may not be a successful emperor, but he must be a sage and sage gentleman!"

"But Wang, the sages can't save Beili, nor can they save the people who are in dire straits!"

"Shang, let me think about it again..."

Feng Xie turned around in despair, the mountains were still white-headed, the birds were gone, and there were no traces of people.

The mountains are silent and lonely, without saying a word after all...

At this time, in the Dongyin Palace, the Ziyuan Palace where Jian Yao lived was in chaos. Jian Mucheng was sitting in front of the palace, glaring angrily at the palace servants walking back and forth. Under his feet, the old doctors from the Imperial Hospital all knelt down.

One row.
Chapter completed!