In the gentle sound of water, the sea water naturally divides.
The fourth master of the Chongxuan family, the most famous family in Qi, is in charge of the Chongxuan Minghe River in Neverwinter Island. He walks up the steps of the dark blue water flow from the bottom of the sea.
There are four brothers in his generation, and now he and his eldest brother are the only ones left.
As a younger brother, he has been favored since childhood.
The eldest brother is a typical playboy. He is a high-spirited person, so he doesn't like him very much. There is emotion, but there is no respect.
The second brother is extremely talented and dazzling. He has admired him since he was a child and considered him his goal.
But the one with the best relationship is the third brother Chong Xuan Mingshan.
The eldest brother spends his days wandering around the streets and willow alleys, while the second brother practices, studies and performs martial arts every day, so they don't have that much time to spend with him.
It was the third brother who took him all over the streets. When the family declined, the father wore armor, and the three brothers died in the first Qi-Xia war. The tribe deeply hated Mingtu, and he also resented him deeply.
But when the second brother went to the sea alone, only a pagoda was left behind.
He didn't know what to say about the feeling in his heart.
After that, he went overseas and never married, had children, or competed for titles. Whether you say you are escaping or saying you miss me, you have never returned to Linzi.
When the old man left, he only held sacrifices in Neverwinter Island, sticking to his promise to spend the rest of his life on the sea.
Different from Chongxuan Chu Liang who established his own business. It has not been separated and independent, and the Neverwinter Island controlled by his name still belongs to the power of Bowang Hou Mansion.
"Fourth Master, how are you?" Li Fengyao, who was standing on the bow of the boat, asked aloud.
Chong Xuan Minghe shook his head: "I didn't expect that Feizhou Island sank so deep into the sea. It took me three thousand feet to find some fragments. But Xu Zeming was not a complete idiot. Before escaping, he had completely destroyed the Great Millstone of Heaven and Earth. .”
"Xu Zeming can be a straw bag, but Taixu Sect will not put a straw bag out to represent their walking." Li Fengyao thoughtfully said: "This big millstone of heaven and earth must have a certain role in studying the true nature of the Lord of the Sea. .Xusawa Akira’s plan is not completely unfeasible.”
"Is it more than feasible?" Chong Xuan Minghe said: "With the performance stage, the deduction should be close to perfection. But the sea beast destroyed everything, and now we can't tell where the problem lies."
Gao Jie used all the sea beasts that were ravaging the coastal waters as arrows to fight Xuanyuan Shuo across the realm of confusion. The islands have emerged from the crisis.
At this moment when the war is about to come to an end, the people of Qi need to consider more post-war issues. For example, the reconstruction of offshore islands, such as the division of responsibilities...
Li Fengyao and Chongxuan Minghe both came from famous families, so of course they understood this truth. They led the troops to clean up the offshore islands, not just wandering around, but taking action to clear away the silt, always focusing on the key points.
"Let's go to Xingzhu Island to see the situation first. There is a Taixu Turret there..." Li Fengyao stood like an ice sculpture and said coldly: "Finally, we will go to Huai Island."
The lightning waterfall covering the island has long since dissipated, and people are looking for life again on the ruins.
Those legends, myths, and great commitments have passed before my eyes. But the most real pain always arises from the heart and penetrates through the hair and skin. It's a familiar person who died in front of me, and it's a real wound left on my body.
The Tianya Terrace is cut off at the end of the world, and Huai Island can no longer be embraced by sea people.
Yang Liu sat on the stone steps of Tianya Terrace, exhausted both physically and mentally. The powder on his face had been washed away with blood several times, and he showed an unprecedented blank expression.
He has long since admitted his mediocrity and has stopped trying to fight for anything for a long time. In this way, he allowed himself to face life calmly. Including Zhao Wuyan's indifference, including the feeling of powerlessness in the face of Jiang Wangzhong and Xuanzun,
Including the depressing future of Diaohailou on the side of Qi Guo's bed.
But today, he didn't know how to describe all of this to his master who had returned from conquering the Mysterious Realm...
Huai Island was devastated and Diaohai Tower was destroyed.
The founder of Diaohai Tower appeared, and the founder of Diaohai Tower died... This was more than just the collapse of a legend.
Also turned into ruins was his Yangliu home.
His master is an elder who protects the sect and is participating in the war in Jinghai. But the sect's headquarters is in ruins. What can the master do when he comes back? How can you bear it?
He hates himself for being so mediocre! Even if we try our best, we can't save a few people or recover much loss.
And Bai Yuxia, who had witnessed the legend, was standing on the Tianya Platform washed away by the blood rain, with his back to the willow like a jade tree, looking out at the distant sea, waiting for the final outcome of this battle.
Countless sea beasts died piecemeal near Tianya Platform. In the next few years, this will be a fertile sea. How many fish and shrimps can be fed?
The turbid blood color has been swallowed up by the sea, just like the clouds and thunder that raged thousands of miles, it has also been reduced to the blue sky.
The fishing line of the rules is invisible when it rises, and it also disappears without a trace. Just like the stone powder representing the dragon fisherman, it finally dissolved in the sea water.
The blue of the sky and the blue of the sea are mixed together, making people's vision very lonely.
At this moment, Bai Yuxia saw a little green popping out of Jiang Wang's endless blue, gradually smearing and becoming darker.
There is nothing else in the whole sky and sea.
He only wears green armor and walks alone.
Of course he remembered the pile of naval battle-related books he left for Jiang Wang when he left Ju Ming Island, and of course he remembered the 200-person Marquis Guards. They were elites that he personally trained and forged in the blood and fire of the demon world.
Of course he could imagine how Jiang Wang led his army into the Mysterious Realm with great force. With Fang Yuanyou as the deputy general and these two hundred well-trained guards as the skeleton, linked with the 3,000 soldiers assigned to Ju Ming Island, one can easily support an army of tens of thousands in the Mysterious World.
Of course he also wanted to know why Jiang Wang came back alone.
But when he saw Jiang Wang's tired eyes, he didn't need to ask any more questions.
As soon as the two were on the stone platform and as soon as they were high in the sky, they just looked at each other, and then their eyes were torn apart in the distant wind...
Bai Yuxia turned around silently, walked down the broken Tianya Terrace, walked to Yangliu, and sat down slowly.
Throughout the disaster on Waishima, although he tried his best to save people, he always felt like an outsider. The sadness and pain are all there before our eyes, but they are not real enough. Until now, I am in the game.
Jiang Wang did want to say something to Bai Yuxia, which was why he chose to travel above Huai Island.
He wanted to give Bai Yuxia an explanation, but what should he explain?
Fortunately, you didn't follow me to the lost world. Fortunately, you didn't die?
The moment he saw Bai Yuxia, he knew that he had nothing to say.
He can only fly farther and farther alone, chewing the unspeakable samadhi!
At that time, the sea breeze blew the waves, and there was singing between heaven and earth. Someone was singing in a low voice——
"The sky is covered with clouds, and I am returning in confusion."
"I am willing to hold on to my long tassel and fight against the angry sea today."
"My mother lost my clothes, my son lost my arms."
"Where does the soul go? The broken jade spiritual platform!"
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Every August 17th is very special in the Kingdom above the clouds.
Twenty years ago, the Yun Kingdom Joint Council unanimously passed a resolution establishing August 17 as the "Yun Chao Festival".
From then on, this day every year. Each city in the Yun Kingdom will present the most beautiful objects to Yun City, which is called a "court gift".
Lingxiao Pavilion rarely interferes directly with the specific affairs of the Yun Kingdom. The master Ye Ruye, who is unworldly, is also firmly opposed to everyone mobilizing troops and the whole country to celebrate the birthday of his precious daughter.
However, the wise elders of the Joint Council did not mention the Young Pavilion Master at all, but congratulated him with a "cloud". According to the specifications of the National Birthday, Grand Master Ye had to reluctantly accept it.
By the way, this festival was originally called the "Flower Festival", and the whole country celebrated Yuncheng with exotic flowers and herbs.
However, because the Flower Chao Festival can be found in many places and is not special enough, it was finally designated as the "Yun Chao Festival".
Of course, another reason why it is inconvenient to spread is to avoid the taboo.
The beauty of Yun Kingdom is spread throughout the world.
The beauty of Yuncheng is even greater than that of the peaks.
On the day of Yun Chao Festival, all the beautiful things in the world gather here.
What jade carvings, bonsai sand paintings, mirage pearls?
Tower, Feitian Jinlu, anyone who can gain a good reputation can compete with Yuncheng for beauty.
The Yun Kingdom trades with the world, and the people of the Yun Kingdom also have a broad understanding of beauty.
The so-called "Hundred Nations Gathering at the Yun Dynasty Festival" has developed to this day. The Yun Dynasty Festival is no longer a small closed-door celebration of the Yun Dynasty, but a window to the world through which the Yun Dynasty expresses and interprets beauty.
In a sense, this is also a way to expand influence and be more acceptable to people.
In the past many years, Yun Chao Festival has been Ye Qingyu's happiest day.
But today was different, she didn't smile all day.
The beautiful makeup that has been carefully taken care of is like a mask.
The magnificence, wonder, and beauty of the world were all displayed before her eyes, but her eyes were out of focus, and she didn't see the waves, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
The moon was already in the sky outside the window, and the day was about to pass.
Jiang An'an had been playing with her junior sister Wang Yueyi all day long, and had already been taken to rest. She was probably dreaming at this time.
Senior Sister Wang Yuerou sat demurely across from the Young Pavilion Master. She felt that this pair of beautiful eyes that could not be compared to anything in the world was more charming than any Dongzhu in the world. As gentle as she was, she also started to get a little angry.
No matter how heroic he is, that guy...how could he mistake such a beauty?
Ye Qingyu's mood affects more than just Wang Yuerou's heart?
Above the clouds, under the bright moon, the handsome and elegant Pavilion Master Ye suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Here he comes."
"Then what are you waiting for?" A Chou poked his head out from the clouds and said viciously: "Fuck him!"
Ye Lingxiao snorted from his nostrils: "You go first."
A Chou said unhappily: "I may not be able to do it anymore." Ye Lingxiao had already rolled up his sleeves, but after thinking about it, he put them down and sighed: "Forget it."
As long as it was a quarter of an hour earlier, he wouldn't mind masking his face and blocking the road and punching him in the face. It's a pity that the Yunchao Festival is almost over now. "Is Miss Ye here? Please tell me that Jiang is here to make an appointment!"
When she heard such a loud voice in her ears, Wang Yuerou saw how the beautiful eyes in front of her rippled and shone brightly in an instant! The light makeup and carefully selected clothes that I had put on early in the morning also came to life at this moment.
She wisely stood up and moved around, pushing open the courtyard door: "Young Pavilion Master, she is here."
"I'm here!" A voice said from behind...
Crisp and crisp, like the sound of a clear spring.
Girl! You don't know how to be more reserved, and you don't know how to tell him to wait!
Of course she could see the man outside the door - his green shirt was as clean as new, his hair was specially tied with a jade crown, and his clean facial features were bathed in the moonlight.
The white jade around her waist is crystal clear, and the boots under her feet are not stained by dust.
The whole person's mental state is very good, and his blood is flowing like a flood.
The person under the moon is bright and gentle, handsome and calm, like a vibrant green pine.
Wang Yuerou's slightly opened mouth closed again. There is a reason not to be reserved!
"Miss Wang." Jiang Wang nodded politely, his eyes moved away from Wang Yuerou's shoulders, and his voice obviously raised a little higher: "Qingyu!"
At that time, the door was slightly opened, and Ye Qingyu walked out from the inside. His beautiful face was more than three points better than the moonlight? The long skirt reaches the floor, fluttering as if trying to ride the wind.
Her eyes met Jiang Wang's on Wang Yuerou's shoulder...
Seeing such a brilliant and glorious Jiang Wang, he only said: "Are you tired for coming here so late?"
Wang Yuerou suddenly felt that she was superfluous, so she held her skirt up to her waist, got out from beside Jiang Wang, and disappeared into the night.
Jiang Wang stood stubbornly under the moonlight and said with a smile: "Why are you tired? This expedition to the Mysterious Realm was a complete victory! The Hai Clan's plan to leap into the clan has been defeated by us! It's just that the Mysterious Realm is a little far away from here. , so I spent some time on the road, but luckily I didn’t miss today completely.”
Ye Qingyu listened to him quietly and his eyes softened slightly: "Today every year is the happiest time for me, especially this year. Thank you for overcoming all difficulties and bringing yourself back to me intact. Xiao Jiang, you Thanks for your hard work."
The light in these beautiful eyes is that
So warm.
The mirror in Jiang Wang's eyes shattered, and what fell out was full of exhaustion that could no longer be hidden. "It's not hard."
He smiled hard and gently, stretched out his hand and said, "Happy birthday to you!"
Ye Qingyu reached out to hold his hand, just like he did at the river viewing platform. But when she reached halfway, she took a step forward, directly wrapped her arms around his waist, and hugged him like this.
Jiang Wang was stunned for a moment and subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but deep down in his heart he couldn't bear it.
It was obviously Ye Qingyu who threw himself into his arms, but he felt that he was the one being hugged.
He could feel Ye Qingyu's hand stroking his long hair, so gently. I heard Ye Qingyu's murmuring in my ears:
"It's okay, it's okay, Xiao Jiang, don't be sad..."
He slowly hugged back, lowered his face and buried it in Ye Qingyu's shoulder.
On the most beautiful night of the Yunchao Festival in the world, this human hero who successfully returned from the demon world, this human warrior who fought bloody battles in the mysterious world, this young generation who has the highest military achievements in the world, this world-famous man from heaven The proud man cried silently like a wounded puppy.
This time, he lost too much!
Lost again and again!
The three thousand soldiers who gave their lives to each other, the two hundred loyal guards, Fang Yuanxian who was in front of and behind the horse, Ji Yanru who they met for the first time but have been with each other for a long time, Yu Beidou who was both a teacher and a friend...
But can he cry on the battlefield where the human race and the sea race are fighting?
Can he be sad in Tianyatai?
Can a person like him, a person like him who has carried hundreds of thousands of lives and carried a blood feud, show vulnerability in front of others?
Sometimes he is as strong as a symbol with the word "strong" written on it. But it’s not true that he won’t suffer or be sad!
He is strong because he can only be strong.
He endured it because that was all he could endure!
The night he walked out of Maplewood City, he told himself that he could only walk on his own in the future.
Nowadays, people say that Jiang Wang has friends all over the world, and he can call hundreds of heroes at once.
But the white-haired boy who walked out of Maplewood City at that time indeed only had an ordinary iron sword, a heart filled with hatred, an opportunity thousands of miles away that he didn't know whether he could realize, and an opportunity that he didn't know if he could fulfill. A sister who is willing to protect her with her life.
Does this world allow him to be vulnerable?
Ye Qingyu didn't hear Jiang Wang's cry, but her shoulders did contain Jiang Wang's tears.
It also contained the fatigue, grievance, sadness, and suffering that flowed like a torrent. She still remembered the first time she saw Jiang Wang, in the rush and embarrassment, that sudden kick...
She still remembers the life confusion written by the small town boy on the letter paper.
She once saw the white-haired Jiang Wang walking down Yuncheng alone.
She once witnessed Jiang Wang's winning style on the river viewing platform.
She had waited for him in the blood-fired Wunan battlefield, and she had been looking forward to him in letters that she had sent continuously over the past five years.
And today, she hugged him. What she hugged was the young boy who was huddled and scared in the maple forest with red leaves like fire, not knowing what time it was or what the way forward.
She was overdue for a hug.
