After going through all kinds of tribulations in the mortal world, it is like a gentle breeze blowing on my face.
Bai Ye laughed when he heard this and said: "It's a pity that I was not born a hundred years earlier. I never saw the two-sleeved green snake, I never saw the big snow dragon riding, and I never saw the riding crane flying up. It's a pity that I can't witness the legend."
If you don't see Bei Liangxue, you can't be considered a Jianghu person.
Xu Zhiming said calmly: "There is no need to envy other people's romance. If you want to say who among the young people today is living the most free and easy life, it must be you Bai Ye."
Bai Ye slowly closed the jade fan and placed it gently on the stone table, frowning and said, "Have you noticed that Qi Wanlan looks like a person?"
The two have never met, and just through ancient historical records, Bai Ye inexplicably feels that Qi Wanlan is exactly the same as the one dressed in white in Beiliang a hundred years ago.
Xu Zhiming nodded and said with a smile: "He was dissatisfied with Brother Xu in his last life, and it will be the same in this life. He is the last romantic figure in Beiliang."
He and Xu Beiliang are the only old people from Beiliang, and Qi Wanlan is the only reincarnation of the old people.
In the human realm, even if one has not reached the pinnacle, there is still a half chance of reincarnation, which is unmatched by the other eight realms.
Bai Ye rolled up his sleeves with one hand, turned around and leaned against the stone table, staring blankly at the rain curtain. The leaves of the lotus pond outside the pavilion were moving in the wind. It is said that when the sky is clear, when the bait is sprinkled, you can see the spectacular scene of thousands of carps worshiping.
Reaching over to Xu Yan'er, he pulled her to sit next to her. Bai Ye looked at this tall and graceful girl again. The domineering look in her eyebrows was even more domineering than that of an ordinary man.
It can be said that Pei Qingwan has a girl-like appearance and the heart of a daughter, but Xu Yan'er looks delicate and beautiful, but she is a boy at heart.
Bai Ye breathed out gently, as if he wanted to expel all the six peaks of his inner demons and six years of pent-up energy from his chest and abdomen.
He smiled, held Xu Yan'er's little hand, and joked half-heartedly: "Little sister, you must strive to become a figure like the King of Northern Liang and the old prince, two generations of heroes of the Xu family, and everyone in the world." Looking at you!”
When Xu Yan'er was unconscious in Bai Ye, she had threatened to use her body as a forbidden area and to be dictatorial. She smiled and said: "Xu Yan'er can die, but he can't die in obscurity!"
The ferocity on Bai Ye's face flashed away, and she seemed to be smiling but actually crying. Now Xu Yan'er is no longer the little Yan'er from Liu Town five or six years ago. She is the new king of Beiliang and the new leader of Zhongxing in Beiliang.
He looked into her eyes, pursed his lips, and said: "You are Xu Yan'er in front of others, and you are Yan'er behind others. Beiliang is so big, it shouldn't fall on a woman like you. Remember, I, my eldest brother and master Always stand behind you!"
"Um."
Xu Yan'er nodded fiercely, grabbed Bai Ye's only left arm and smiled like a flower, "Brother, I will always be your Xiao Yan'er."
A smile bloomed in Bai Ye's eyes, and she was moved in her heart, Hao Yan'er, my love for you is not in vain.
Xu Zhiming opened and closed his lips to say something, glanced at Xu Yan'er but hesitated, turned around and walked outside Yunyan Pavilion, looked at each other with Qi Wanlan, and remained silent.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sky was swaying. The rainwater dripped in straight lines along the pavilion, splashing fiercely on the ground filled with white jade, and the scene a few feet away became blurry.
Bai Ye was inexplicably sad: "I met the master once before the sect was destroyed two years ago, but I haven't seen him since. This time we three brothers and sisters are reunited, and I don't know where the master is."
He looked at the strange white man standing side by side with Xiaoliang King Xu Zhiming at the entrance of Yunyan Pavilion, guessing that this was the legendary Tai'an King Qi Wanlan, who was born with a good skin.
Thinking of Master Wang Hua, I couldn't help but sigh: "Our family doesn't know when or what month we will be able to gather together."
Xu Yan'er pursed her lips, her bulging cheeks looked a little cute. She was a little distracted staring at Bai Ye's broken arm. She didn't know what she was thinking. When she heard Bai Ye sigh, she faintly replied: "There will be such a day."
The two chatted for a while, and Xu Yan'er stood up and left. At the same time, he gave an order to his personal swordsman Chu Xi. The matter of sending troops to Junzi City was kept strictly confidential. No one was allowed to mention it to Bai Ye and her eldest brother.
Bai Ye put away the jade fan on the table, walked to the pavilion, stretched out his hand to catch the lines of rainwater flowing on the pavilion, his vision was slightly blurred, and he said two completely different words to himself.
A very light sentence.
"Have a clear conscience."
A very strong sentence.
It seemed like everyone in the world heard it.
"Zhong Xinzheng, you deserve to die."
Outside the pavilion, the famous Tingchao Lake was surging. The waves in the lake were more than ten feet high, almost as high as the eaves of the attic. He was laughing wildly in the white night, and the laughter spread throughout the entire Beiliang Palace.
There is a giant turtle in Tingchao Lake, and there is a monument without words on the turtle's back.
It's as big as a mountain tomb, slowly emerging into the world.
Three lives.
According to the legend, the divine creature of heaven and earth can illuminate the past three lives. Bai Ye suddenly appeared with an independent figure. Behind him, a 100-foot brilliant figure slowly emerged. Looking down at the world, the expressionless Bai Ye shouted in a deep voice: "Where can the gods come from in front of Tianzun?" Buddha?"
Not to mention the third life, even the nine previous lives, he is also a deity.
Standing next to Xu Zhiming outside Yunyan Pavilion, a man in white clothes raised his hand as if holding a gun. Suddenly he found that there was no weapon in his hand. He took advantage of the situation and held a jade plaque with the word "Chen" engraved on his waist, his fighting spirit fleeting.
Xu Zhiming, the king of Xiaoliang, glanced at Qi Wanlan. He had been wearing white clothes for a hundred years and was said to be invincible under the thousand-year-old ancestor. He took over the world's number one from Brother Xu and sat in Beiliang for hundreds of years, forcing Da Qin not to dare. He coveted the land of these four cities, and now he actually has the intention to fight?
Xu Zhiming said softly: "Why bother to compete with the younger generation?"
Qi Wanlan let go of the jade plaque and said, "He is very similar to that old boy. History is indeed a cycle."
Looking at the white-clothed figure standing in the wind and rain, Xu Zhiming said "Oh" and said softly: "Really?"
That's not a good thing, Xu Zhiming shook his head.
"Let's go, I'll buy you a drink."
Qi Wanlan smiled and invited her centuries-old friend to drink for the first time.
Now that he can see the grace of his younger generation, it's time for him, an old man, to truly retire.
I feel guilty about my past life.
No regrets in this life.
The two looked at each other and smiled. After eight hundred years of love and hatred, the rain and wind blew away, and they left together. Nuo Dabeiliang was left in Xu Yan'er's hands, and it was worth it.
The wind in the white night fell down on the pavilion, and the dust accumulated on the pavilion plaque was blown away, revealing the word "listening to the tide". Looking at it for a long time, it seemed as if I saw a great generation of spring and autumn coming from the long river of history and covering itself.
Bai Ye closed his eyes and said, "Since Spring and Autumn are far away, I will do it all over again for you."
The rain stopped and the sky cleared.
He walked into the pavilion with his hands behind his back, leaned on the railing, and watched the koi swimming in the lake with calm eyes. He stood there all night.
The vertical day is the sixth day of July.
Bai Ye said goodbye to Sword Attendant Chu Xi and went to the Taize Palace, the leader of the Shinto, alone. Tomorrow was the day when Wanyan Qing and the young master of the two palaces, Zhong Xinzheng, were getting married.
He wanted to ask her for clarity and an answer.
As soon as Bai Ye left, the whole Beiliang suddenly became eerily calm. There was a rumbling wind. The crown prince Xu Yan'er led half of the army and 200,000 troops to Junzi City on the Hanwu border, shocking the world.
After being defeated again and again, the great warrior god Han Nianxin, who clung to Chunlei City, laughed after hearing the news and summoned a total of 240,000 soldiers from across the country to Chunlei and Xiudong cities.
On the Junzi City, Zhang Qing, the counselor of the independent city, issued the same order as Han Nianxin, and then sighed:
"The conflict between Chu and Han is happening again..."
