Cold night.
The bright moon shines brightly.
Taixue Palace, outside the east courtyard, a figure wearing a white Confucian robe and carrying an ancient sword walked forward, stopped in front of the courtyard, bowed respectfully and said, "Confucian leader, my disciple Bai Wangyu, please see me."
"Come in."
In the courtyard, in the small wooden house, an old voice sounded and responded.
In front of the hospital, Bai Wangyu heard the Confucian leader's response and stepped in.
The door of the wooden house opened. Confucius looked at the disciple in front of him and said calmly, "If I remember correctly, this is the first time you have come here on your own initiative."
Wangyu is good at everything, but he is too sensible and polite, which is completely different from that boy from the Li family.
As a senior disciple of the Confucian sect, Wangyu didn't even come to this small courtyard as many times as the boy from the Li family.
Moreover, not once did he come on his own initiative.
"My disciple is confused, so I came to ask the Confucian leader to clarify my confusion." Bai Wangyu bowed his hands and said respectfully.
"Say it." Confucius responded.
Bai Wangyu raised his head and said seriously, "This disciple has been feeling restless in recent days. Confucian Master, you once said that this disciple will have a calamity in his life. Is tomorrow's wedding to Li's daughter the right time for this calamity?"
"should be."
Confucius nodded and said, "Your fate has been changed several times by the old man and the boy from the Li family. Now, it is no longer clear. However, the old man can also detect it to some extent. This time, it is different from the past. You and the Li family's boy Women may face death."
"Is there a way to resolve this?"
Bai Wangyu said seriously, "Disciple is not afraid of death, but I don't want to involve Miss Li in being robbed."
"There is no way."
Confucius shook his head and replied, "Even if your wedding is cancelled, the disaster you should face will still come and cannot be avoided."
Bai Wangyu fell silent after hearing this. After a moment, he asked again, "Is it the royal family?"
"Don't you already have the answer in your heart?" Confucius asked instead without answering directly.
"Disciple, I don't want anything to happen to her."
Bai Wangyu said sincerely, "I am willing to bear this disaster alone. I just hope that Miss Li can be safe and sound."
"You will be lucky when you encounter water, but you will be in trouble when encountering fire. This is the fate calculated based on the horoscopes of you and the Li family's daughter."
Confucius sighed softly and reminded, "So, before the wedding tomorrow, remember not to see the fire, otherwise, both of your lives will be in danger."
When Bai Wangyu heard the reminder from the Confucian leader, his expression slightly condensed and he responded, "Disciple, I understand."
"Go back and rest early. We will get married tomorrow and deal with it carefully. Only by getting through this disaster can you take on the heavy responsibility of Confucianism in the future." Confucius warned.
"Disciple resigns."
Bai Wangyu bowed respectfully, turned around and left without saying anything more.
In the courtyard, Confucius looked at the former's back and sighed deeply in his heart.
Can Wangyu survive this disaster safely this time?
And that girl from the Li family.
That little guy, will he be back soon?
While thinking, Confucius looked towards the north, a strange color flashed in his old eyes.
I hope the little guy can make it back in time.
Just when the wedding of Li family Youwei and Confucian Bai Wangyu was about to take place.
In Mobei, two figures passed quickly, heading towards the Central Plains day and night.
In the sky, the bright moon hangs high and the wind is freezing.
"who!"
Suddenly, when the two were passing through the territory of the Helian tribe, a hundred riders spotted the two and immediately took warning.
"Professor Li, what should I do?" Mu Jin asked.
"Kill them all."
Li Ziye answered without hesitation.
Time was running out, and he was in no mood to waste time with these people. He had to kill them all to reduce trouble.
"clear."
Mu Jin responded, stretched out his hand and took out Qianji Bailian, screwed it together, and immediately rushed forward.
The killing begins.
Generally speaking, regular soldiers and martial arts experts are unwilling to encounter each other, but this is all relative.
One hundred cavalry is far from the scale of the attack of ten thousand cavalry, and it is not enough to shake the great practitioners of the Five Realms.
At night, one cavalryman after another fell in a pool of blood, stained red by the ice and snow beneath them.
Outside the battle, Li Ziye looked at the battle ahead and put his hands on his chest. Perhaps he was out of breath because he was in such a hurry.
He was seriously injured and had no time to recover, so he traveled day and night. It is not easy to persist until now.
"Professor Li."
After an unknown amount of time, Mu Jin walked back with a spear in hand, looked at the person in front of him, and said softly, "The killing is over."
While he was talking, all the hundreds of cavalrymen in the rear had fallen, and no one was alive.
"Thank you."
Li Ziye suppressed the injuries in his body and said, "Let's go and continue on our way."
"Professor Li, you don't seem to be doing well."
Hibiscus noticed the pale face of the person in front of her and asked, "How about we take a break."
"No, I can hold on."
Li Ziye shook his head and replied, "It's not too late to rest until we return to the capital."
"Slave, please carry Teacher Li on your back."
Mu Jin thought for a while and said, "In this way, Professor Li can rest for a while without delaying his journey."
After hearing what the woman in front of him said, Li Ziye hesitated for a moment, but did not refuse. He responded, "Thank you."
The matter was urgent, and he could no longer care about the difference between men and women. Li Ziye lay on Hibiscus's back and said in a tired tone, "As a family, I won't say thank you anymore."
"Um."
Hibiscus nodded, and immediately rushed towards the Central Plains with the person behind her on her back.
On the wasteland, the cold wind gusted. The three people who went north were now the only two left.
Li Ziye, on the other hand, was severely injured and had almost no strength left. He could only lie on Hibiscus's back and breathe briefly.
After killing the gods, the gods died, Prince Wen's soul returned to heaven and earth, Li Ziye was severely injured, and only Mu Jin remained, still retaining complete combat power.
Under the moon, the two figures passed by, passing through Beizhangyuan, the junction of Mobei and the Central Plains, and then continued towards the hinterland of the Central Plains.
Mujin carried the person behind her on her back and hurried on without saying a word. Even though she didn't say anything, she could still feel the anxiety in the heart of the person behind her.
With one person at the helm and not daring to make any mistakes, the Li family is like duckweed in the rain. It looks strong but is actually precarious.
In the sky, the bright moon moves westward, and I can see that the night is coming to an end and the day is approaching.
The two of them were still quite far away from the great commercial capital.
at the same time.
Capital City, Li Garden.
Hongzhu got up early and dressed up for Li Youwei.
In front of the mirror, there is a beautiful figure, with a flowery face and a moon-like appearance, and green hair like a waterfall, which shows the beauty of a woman.
"Our young family is just beautiful."
While Hongzhu was dressing up the woman she had grown up with since childhood, she said with emotion, "Little Red Riding Hood has really been blessed for eight lifetimes to marry our young girl."
"self boasting."
Li Youwei said with a smile on her face, "Little Red Riding Hood is a great disciple of the Confucian sect, so she is more than good enough for us."
While the two were talking, in the courtyard, Mao Nanfeng also got up early and leaned on the porch to wait patiently. It was rare that he didn't mess with his bottles.
As the morning light fell, Mao Nanfeng glanced at the room of the Li family's daughter not far away, with a flash of concentration in his eyes.
When the boy left, he promised to guard the Li family for him until he came back.
Now it seems that this is not an easy task.
