He was about to sing. Not only Lin Xiaoqi and Luan Xiaoer, but everyone in the mortal world, including the Empress, was looking forward to Jiang Fan's strange singing style.

The empress vaguely remembered that Jiang Fan sang "The Myth of Beauty" last year, which touched her deeply. So much so that she, who had always disliked vocal music, actually found a musician to learn this song and sang it when she had nothing to do. Later, the musician

No need, I will hum to myself when no one is around.

This year Mr. Jiang claimed that he would present a song "Mortal Song" with the theme of "Mortal Living".

It's gentle, straightforward, nice to listen to, and as weird as ever.

But the empress was thinking, is this a mortal in your eyes? Can you still be a mortal?

"Mortal songs are nice, but I prefer beautiful myths."

At midnight, on the occasion of bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new, the empress and Jiang Fan sat side by side on the top of the observation tower. Under the light of a red lantern, the snowy scenery visible in front of them and the invisible night in the distance had a strange beauty of contrast.

The empress thinks the mortal song is very realistic, but for some reason, she still prefers the beautiful mythical song.

Jiang Fan smiled: "There is a story about this song. Can I tell it to you? Once upon a time, there was a general..."

Jiang Fan's story was somewhat stuttering, mainly because he wanted to revise the characters. The empress listened with rapt attention. This was probably the only story that made her heart tremble since she could remember it.

After listening for a long time, he slowly said: "It's a beautiful story."

Jiang Fandao: "A love story. True love travels through time and space. Unfortunately, after thousands of years of waiting and countless reincarnations, it is just a dream in the end."

The Empress also nodded: "The theory of reincarnation is unfounded, not to mention traveling through thousands of years. In my opinion, it is more like a dream journey with obsession."

"You can see clearly." Jiang Fan smiled.

The empress didn't speak. She suddenly felt that she didn't see so clearly...

"I'll sing it to you again. If you have time, you can also learn it. This is a song for men and women to sing together."

The empress listened quietly. When she first heard the song, she vaguely felt that it was telling a poignant legend. Now that she heard the story and thought of the song, she felt an indescribable emotion.

And Jiang Fan was humming a song, and the light and shadow overlapped in front of his eyes. For some reason, the people and things in his previous life were a little blurry. Slowly, they overlapped with what he encountered in this life, and he was confused between reality and illusion...

After singing the song, neither of them spoke, but looked quietly into the distance, where was the night that Jiang Fan couldn't see through...

That night, Jiang Fan had a long, long dream. The woman in the dream was her at that time, and she was now this time. The figures overlapped and finally it was unclear... She was calling to him from afar, and she was beside him.

But she held his hand tightly, and finally didn't know where to go...

The ordinary people's residence is prosperous overnight, and everyone is happy.

The empress left after midnight, and the prince was so drunk that he slept past the first day of the first lunar month.

So, according to the prince's calculation method, he fell asleep on the first day of his eighteenth year, unabashedly showing to the world that King Xiaoyao was still too lazy to smoke.

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The two days passed by in a flash, and the third day of the first lunar month arrived as scheduled, but Gao Rong's wedding day was a snowy day.

Jiang Fan got up early and rushed to Gao's house.

The Gao family is now decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the hall is full of guests.

They did not hold the wedding in secret, but openly and openly distributed invitations and made a big splash. The Gao family, who had no intention of murdering people, even distributed 10,000 sets of winter clothes to the poor people in the city, so that the whole Yangdu was talking about it.

It's just that Gao Qi didn't welcome guests like other family heads. Instead, he still wore the Shura mask and sat alone in the study. Even when Jiang Fan came, he didn't greet him. He only sent someone to invite him to the study.

The raised study is also quite unique. It is not so much a study as a martial arts hall. It is five feet high and twenty feet wide. It is surrounded by swords, guns, swords and halberds. It is only built against the northernmost wall.

There is a shelf with military books neatly stacked on it.

He raised his head, closed his eyes and crossed his legs, sitting silently behind the desk.

Jiang Fan strolled by himself and read the military books on the shelf.

After a long while, Jiang Fan let out a surprised sound: "Commander Gao, I didn't expect that you also have the Guigu Art of War here?"

Jiang Fan was not surprised. Guigu is an extremely mysterious sect. Only two disciples are born in each generation of Guigu, and they will choose different monarchs to assist them.

And their inheritance is also extremely mysterious. I have never heard of Guigu scholarship spreading to the outside world.

Gao Qi was silent for a moment, then slowly opened his eyes.

“I don’t know whether it’s true or not.”

Jiang Fan looked through it with interest for a while, his eyes showing surprise: "It's very authentic, it doesn't look like a forgery."

Gao Qi said slowly: "It's not as good as "The Way of War."

Jiang Fan didn't finish reading it completely, so he rolled it up and put it back on the bookshelf. He turned around and walked to the table to sit down and poured himself a glass of wine.

"It can only be said that each has his or her own strengths. No wonder the general is invincible in his battles in the north and south. Just look at this collection of books on the art of war."

Gao Qi looked at him: "You should lead the army."

Jiang Fan smiled: "Being able to write about the art of war may not lead the army. There are many people who talk about military affairs on paper. I'd better be my Xiaoyao King."

Gao Qi didn't answer, but after a while he said: "You have a sinister aura about you, you don't look like a human being."

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, why are you still cursing when you are talking?

I immediately realized that he probably didn't mean what he said.

Gao Qi said: "The evil beast is evil."

A ferocious beast? Jiang Fan frowned slightly. He should be talking about the day Zhangtai Palace looked at each other. Jiang Fan really didn't remember what happened at that time.

The only thing that was clear was that the raised gaze made the blood in his body boil, and an uncontrollable violent aura burst out uncontrollably.

But I am clearly a human being, not some ferocious beast.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

As for ferocious beasts, I have seen them before. At least the one I had close contact with was that guy Long Ao.

Wait, thinking of Long Ao, Jiang Fan suddenly remembered that that day Long Ao vomited blood all over himself, and then he felt similar to the day he met Gao Qi, like a burning flame...

Very similar.

Could it be said to be related to Long Ao?

He was really a little confused about this matter, because after Long Ao spurted blood, his body seemed to have undergone some strange changes.

The first was strength. He found that his strength was constantly growing. Now he could break large rocks with his bare hands without using any energy, and it was still growing slowly.

Then the body becomes more flexible and tougher. Many movements that were impossible before can now be done with ease.

In addition, the recovery speed is very fast. Whether it is fatigue or injury, it can be restored to its original state in a short time.

What's more strange is that he feels as if he has a wonderful intuition, like a wild animal, with an instinctive intuition about danger.

Finally, he found that his water skills began to get better and better, and he had an inexplicable affinity for water. The word "like a fish in water" is particularly suitable to describe his state. Now he can dive for half an hour without relying on real energy. This
Chapter completed!