Have you started commemorating now?

Is Jiang Wangzhen really dead? There is no room for salvation? Will the number of letters piled up in the storage box really not increase anymore? The Yunhe sent earlier and hovering outside the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons should have dissipated, right?

An An's letter and her letter disappeared into the clouds.

Before Jiang Wang chased Zhang Linchuan thousands of miles away, he secretly sent some gifts to Lingxiao Pavilion through a trading company, including An An's and hers. Among the gifts given to her was a Jiaowei Qin - she actually didn't know how to play Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting before. Among them, she is only somewhat interested in calligraphy. But practicing calligraphy is too boring, so she is not diligent. Recently, she has been supervising Jiang Anan, so she has practiced more. The world's imagination of ladies naturally has no influence on it. Ye Qingyu, what kind of red sleeves add fragrance to her, who is worthy of playing the piano for you?

Of course, cultivation is necessary. Being called senior sister for so long, she must bear some responsibility. Living in the secret land of Lingxiao, she has been well-fed and well-fed since she was a child. She always has to do something for the people of Yun Kingdom, just like her father, protecting them. peaceful.

But other than that, she would rather sit and watch the sea of ​​clouds.

The things that make her feel happy are the clear sky and leisurely

Wandering clouds are a story in a book, the wind blowing across the fields.

There are thousands of mundane things in the world, but they don't bother her.

Sometimes the business suffered some losses and the harvest was less, and she would just laugh it off and pass by anyone who was quarrelsome with her, it was nothing.

She probably has no idea about the guqin or guzheng. She prefers silence to the sound of music.

Compared to strings and strings, she could hear the gurgling water and the wind beating the bells. But the timbre of this Jiaowei Qin was really nice.

The first time she plucked the strings, she was fascinated. She felt that playing the piano should be a happy thing.

So she practiced for a long time

Who will she play the song she has practiced for a long time? Don't cry

Don't cry, she told herself. But the tears didn't listen.

Seeing his precious daughter crying, Ye Lingxiao became furious and looked at Wen Renchen with a fierce look on his face.

I, Ye Lingxiao, am here to help you calm down the situation. If a racial war breaks out during this period, the demon clan must be shown my strength as "the invincible fighter of all nations and the most heroic man in the world forever".

I support you so much. Wenren Shen.

As a result, you told all the sad things and made my daughter cry? Wenren Shen was also shocked! Before I could tell the tragic story of Marquis Wu'an, which attracted my niece to stop here and remember her, she started crying. Woolen cloth?

I have always known that Marquis Wu An was not interested in women, was not greedy for pleasure, and was devoted to cultivation. I had never heard that Marquis Wu An had a confidante in Yun State. She was actually Ye Lingxiao's daughter?

But when he met the doctor in public, his thoughts changed so quickly, and he immediately said to Ye Qingyu: "The sage Chang Shen once said in a poem, there is no tragedy in the world, it is always the heroes who make people sad! I can understand the feelings of my niece. ."

"What kind of hero do you think Marquis Wu'an is? In the battle of Frostwind Valley, he braved the extremely cold wind and fought against the demon king Tianhai and returned. However, he died due to the collusion between humans and demons, which is very sad."

"We are already fully investigating the mastermind behind this. This monster clan is right in front of us and we cannot let it go.

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"The God of War personally came to the demon world the day before yesterday, destroyed the Frost Wind Valley, and fought against the Heavenly Demon Ape Immortal Court, just to avenge Marquis Wu'an."...

"Now I am in charge of the battlefield here, setting up chariots, arranging powerful crossbows, and arranging flying boats. There is also a brave uncle commanding the Lei Lei army here, so I can avenge

We must capture Nantian City in order to comfort Marquis Wu An's spirit in heaven!" When he got excited, he would take advantage of the situation and give an inspiring pre-war speech outside the city gate.

To arouse the emotions of a little girl is to use a band, and to arouse the emotions of a city full of soldiers is to use a band. This saves you the trouble of doing it twice.

Just at this time, Ye Lingxiao raised his hand and put it on his shoulder, and asked seriously: "Are you, Qi Ting, sure that Jiang Wang is dead? Has the body been found?"

Wenren sighed deeply: "Although the body was not recovered, this matter was confirmed by the Military God himself." Ye Qingyu closed his eyes silently.

Ye Lingxiao exerted force on his hand: "Of course I respect the God of War very much. But if you want to live, you will see a person, and if you die, you will see a corpse. Since you haven't seen the corpse yet, does it mean there is still hope?"

"Ah, yes, yes!" Wen Renchen came to his senses and said sincerely: "Marquis Wu'an is the arrogant genius of the country. He has always been able to do things that ordinary people cannot do. This time, the legend will continue. When our army breaks through Nantian City, I will definitely We have to search all over the country to find traces of Marquis Wu An!"

Bingxue was as smart as Ye Qingyu, so of course she could hear the comfort in it, but she definitely took comfort from it.

Dad is right, you want to see people alive, and you want to see the body when dead. This has always been the case, isn't it?

How can one be sure that a person is dead before the body is found? She held back her tears, opened her red eyes, and said softly: "I am sad for the plight of human heroes. It's rude, Uncle Wenren." "It's okay." It doesn't matter." Wen Ren sighed deeply and said, "This incident about Marquis Wu'an is indeed too sudden. Is it not only sad for my niece? My granddaughter heard about the news about Marquis Wu'an's accident and couldn't eat for several days. .One day a letter came to me and I refused to believe it was true."

"What's going on with your granddaughter?" Ye Lingxiao said abruptly, Wenren Shen couldn't remember where his focus was. He was stunned for a moment and then said: "My granddaughter is only nine years old and has always admired Marquis Wu'an." Ye Qingyu listened in his ears. While watching the conversation between his father and this famous uncle, his eyes could not help but look at the plaque on the city gate.

Wu'an Wu'an.

Can those who use force to secure their country be unable to secure themselves?

Many heroes in history books ended tragically, but when she was reading history, she never thought that this would happen again around her.

When they parted ways in Yuncheng, looking at the back of the white-haired boy walking down the steps to the Cloud Climb, she knew he would definitely come back. Because a person with such a sense of responsibility could not leave his sister alone in the world.

Time passed by, and the young man had completed all the things he had promised.

The boy's subsequent legend has exceeded many people's imagination, and there are more connections between them.

I once watched the lanterns on New Year's Eve, and later heard that Dong A, the deputy prime minister of Zhuang State, had died. I once watched him win the championship at the river viewing platform and shine among the stars.

I once asked for information eight times a day, and my father avoided me until he knew that Qi had won a great victory, that he had made great achievements, and that his life was safe, but in all those scenes.

What impressed her most deeply was always

The figure from behind that day carried everything on his shoulders and traveled far away with his sword alone...

He was still so childish at that time, but already so majestic. Will he come back like he did before?

Will he hide all the wounds and pains and come back triumphantly with a smile on his face like he did every time before?

At this time, she felt that there seemed to be a line of sight coming down from the top of the city gate. She raised her eyes and saw a nun in gray wearing a Bodhi mask. She saw the Bodhi branch on the mask, which represented wisdom and awareness.

, of course, I also saw the confused, lost, sad, but charming eyes on the bodhi branch. She and her.

Each wears a mask and veil.

One stood on the city gate tower, and the other stood on the city gate floor. They couldn't see each other's faces clearly.

Only eyes look at eyes. Each has its own complex emotions. It's like a pool of spring water reflecting peach blossoms. The peach blossoms are also red. The spring water is also red. Er.

The nun wearing the Bodhi mask looked away and walked to the other side of the tower.

Only then did Ye Qingyu realize that next to her, there was an extremely tall nun, with a faint brassy luster on her face that looked holy and distant.

But the nun raised her palms and saluted her, then calmly turned around and followed the previous nun.

Ye Qingyu lowered his head and returned the salute. When he raised his head again, he could no longer see their backs.

"They are the two masters of Xiyue Temple, Yue Tiannu and Yu Zhen." Wenren Shen looked at the words and asked considerately: "Do you know my niece?" Ye Qingyu shook his head. For some reason, he never bothered about anything.

She couldn't get rid of the curiosity about those eyes, and couldn't help but ask: "Don't Xiyue'an have its own big city in the demon world?" Wenren Shen said: "This is a newly opened battlefield, and Wu'an City is a newly built city.

The big city. They always wanted to do their part for the human race. Ye Qingyu nodded lightly and stopped talking.

A newly built human city on the front line of the battlefield was of inestimable value. Everyone wanted to take a look. It was for this reason that her father took her with him whenever he could.

"Let's go in and talk first, so as not to affect the city defense." Ye Lingxiao took the initiative to walk in, indicating that he had indeed chosen to settle in this city. He looked at Wen Renchen: "Has there been any progress in your investigation into the mastermind behind the scenes?

?Do you need Lingxiao Pavilion to cooperate? It may not be convenient for you in the Central Territory, but we are in the Central Territory and we also have some business."

Although he didn't like that guy Jiang Wang, he couldn't help but sigh. But now that something happened, he couldn't help but sigh.

Furthermore, how could he not be concerned about his precious daughter's loss of soul? And An An An An doesn't know anything yet, so he can coax her for a while. When she grows up and looks for her brother, how will he answer her?

At the very least, that kid knows how to give Master Ye a share when sending gifts, so he’s not really stupid.

Then Ye Lingxiao helps find a murderer to avenge him, which can be regarded as "a hero acts, and I do it myself."

"Unlock the imprisonment, set me free, and I will go to the Heavenly Hell to rescue you! "I can help you contact Yuheng Xingjun!"

"Hey, brother, don't go! Brother is really familiar with that place of Heavenly Prison. In ancient times, they were all a family! Brother, I will show you a clear path, do you listen?!"

"First let me loosen my ties, brother. It's really uncomfortable to be tied up. I've seen some things before, but I can't remember them. Do you think it's strange?"...

Emerging from the tree hole where he was hiding, Jiang Wang put away the red makeup mirror and cut off the old dragon's chatter.

Because the soul was guarded by the magical power of Red Heart, the soul was the least damaged, and there was no fundamental damage.

He also first explored ways to save himself from this direction - one or

Start from outside.

After painstaking research, he actually figured out a way. In the world of gods and souls, with the magical power of the red heart as the body, with the Bodhisattva of Six Desires as the body, he opened the gate of heaven with the sky tower, penetrated the barriers of all realms, and pursued the connection in the dark.

Finally, he conveyed his thoughts to the Yuheng Star Tower. The connection between the Jilai monks and the Starlight Holy Tower relies on the power of the stars to bathe in the starlight and follow the universe. His behavior is like lighting an unknown stone on his own.

Candles should illuminate the stars with candlelight.

7 Even though his Starlight Holy Tower is extremely stable, with clear goals and clear star paths. Even though his spiritual consciousness is powerful among the Shenlin monks, it still took a lot of hard work.

It was so complicated and time-consuming, but the idea that was finally transmitted to the Yuheng Star Tower was very weak, and it was not enough to control the Yuheng Star Tower to do something.

But this process can circumvent the restrictions of the Heavenly Hell World and will not cause any movement in this Heavenly Hell World, so it is of sufficient value.

All attempts under the current predicament must take safety as the first priority. Although he could only weakly sense the Yuheng Star Tower itself, he thought that there was an old dragon sealed in the Yuheng Star Tower. The old dragon Senhai was

The Dragon Clan must have a good understanding of the Monster Clan, and may be able to help find some solutions.

So he still worked hard to push forward the last step and successfully conveyed his thoughts to the Star Tower.

But as soon as this guy opened his mouth, he just relaxed and freed himself, and didn't give any useful information. He really didn't change his original intention.

Jiang Wang was not unwilling to waste a lot of hard work. How could things in the world go as planned?

If there is no way, you will have to go another way.

Looking around with vigilant eyes, Jiang Wang silently walked through the old forest and began today's journey to find medicine. If he had to rely on himself to recover from this injury, he would have to wait until the year of the monkey, so he would take it out every day.
To be continued...