Only yang cannot be born, yin alone cannot grow, and the way of long-lasting harmony of yin and yang!

Snowy day, cabin.

A red clay stove warms green wine.

Men and women enjoy the harmony of yin and yang, and Zhao Wujiang is explaining the dual cultivation method of Taoism to Su Huayi.

Dual cultivation, yin and yang complement each other, Yuan Yang feeds Yuan Yin's masculinity, and Yuan Yin nourishes Yuan Yang's feminine softness. Su Huayi, who mastered the secret method of Hehuan Sect, mastered it as soon as he learned it, and he became a match for Zhao Wujiang.

Zhao Wujiang is now a Grandmaster at the pinnacle of cultivation. With his support, Su Huayi's cultivation has officially entered the realm of a Grandmaster.

When did the two lovers embrace each other? The two embraced each other, and by accident, they were welcomed and sent away. Snowflakes were falling outside the house, and the beauty inside the house was screaming at the man.

a long time.

Su Huayi, with her charming eyes and rosy face, collapsed on Zhao Wujiang.

The two of them were covered with fleece blankets and quilts. Zhao Wujiang stared at the boiling green ant wine in a daze.

Su Huayi's slender hands were scratching dishonestly in the quilt, a shy and playful look appeared on her cheeks, she wanted to seduce him but found that Zhao Wujiang was absent-minded.

There was a hint of resentment on her pretty face. She turned over Zhao Wujiang's face and stared majestically like a queen, with a hint of playfulness in her majesty:

"Zhao Wujiang, am I your woman?"

"Huh?" Zhao Wujiang didn't know why and nodded:

"yes."

"Then are you my man?" Su Huayi's red lips gradually came closer, and her breath was like a orchid.

"certainly."

"Then will you love me?" The tips of Su Huayi's and Zhao Wujiang's noses touched each other, their breaths hugged each other, and their beautiful eyes were filled with autumn water.

Zhao Wujiang became more and more confused, but still said seriously:

"I can."

"You lied." Su Huayi pouted, with a faint look in her eyes:

"Then why did you love so perfunctorily just now?"

"Perfunctory?" Zhao Wujiang had two heads and one big head.

"Yes..." Su Huayi charming Tiancheng, raised her eyebrows slightly, tilted the corners of her lips slightly, and showed a disdainful smile:

"I told you to hurry up, but you were dragging your feet.

I ask you to work harder, but you have to pity others...

What? I am a beautiful flower?

I am a strong master, okay?

You're not acting perfunctory like this, what is it?"

It turned out to be this perfunctory... Zhao Wujiang understood, pinched Su Huayi's delicate chin, and asked with a smile:

"You want me to love you more seriously, right?"

"if not?"

Su Huayi raised her pretty face slightly, and the spring water in her beautiful eyes reflected Zhao Wujiang's close face. Her heart was racing, her red lips pursed lightly, and she asked in a charming voice:

"You will love me well, right?"

The quilt flew up and a muffled groan came from the room.

The charcoal fire of the red clay stove is rising, and the green ant wine is slurping.

Snow is falling heavily outside the house, and the north wind is blowing southward.

It crossed Wangzhou, crossed Weizhou, and hit Lingnan all the way.

The heavy snow turns into rain in Lingnan, and the rainwater pours down on the mountains and forests.

The mountains and rivers flow down to the southeast along the streams and rivers, and then divert the water to the east and berth into the East China Sea.

The water is flowing, dancing with the waves, one wave after another, adding fuel to the flames on the blue sea.

I don’t know how long it took, but the waves crashed against the boats on the island of a small country in the east.

The ship was moored on the shore, and there were short men headed by the grooming moon running up and down, loading weapons and equipment.

They will march westward in the coming spring to attack the ancient Daxia Dynasty.

Maybe this journey is heading towards the stars and the sea, maybe it is heading towards destruction.

But no matter what, this is the only opportunity in so many years. Allies from the north and the south will attack together. The chance of victory is unprecedentedly high.

The rushing water flowing all the way to the southeast stopped slightly when it was about to reach the southern border of the Daxia Dynasty.

The horns whine and war drums rumble ahead.

There was the hissing sound of arrow feathers flying through the air, and the dull popping sound of spears sinking into flesh and blood.

There was the whir of flying boulders, and the clang of soldiers and armor clashing.

There were the roaring charges of the Daxia soldiers, the loud flute blasting of the southern Xinjiang Gu masters, and the roaring roars of the beasts under his command.

Mixed together, the whole world trembled.

The light of the sword, the shadow of the sword, the roar of the gun, the flying stones, the roar of the beast, the anger of man, the trembling of the ground, the shock of the sky...

The screen pulls back, from south to north.
Chapter completed!