(Note: Huang An’s everything is red, it is recommended to listen to this chapter when reading)

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Time just passes between farewell and noise.

Although until now, there is no sign that Su Li and the southerners he represents will give up their belief that they have been sticking to for countless years, everyone has seen through countless details that the convergence of the north and the south is necessary. At this time, a relatively small thing has overcome this big event.

The reason why that thing is a small matter is because it is a marriage.

According to the news that came from the palace, in a very private conversation, His Majesty the Pope admitted that he had terminated the engagement between Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong.

This news was secretly circulated in Kyoto and all over the mainland, and there was no evidence. The Dongyu God General's Mansion and the National Education Academy remained silent, but it gradually became believed.

At the Qingteng Banquet, the southern delegation proposed marriage on behalf of Qiushanjun. At that time, he borrowed the nameless Chen Changsheng and pushed the door in and took out a wedding letter. Then a white crane came from the Saint Maiden Peak.

From then until now, this marriage has been the focus of discussion throughout the continent, because the engagement has the most promising prospects in the human world and the best three young people, and many things - the National Church, the Saint Peak, the Holy Grace, the Akiyama family and the Lishan Sword Sect. It can be said that the most powerful forces in the mainland are all linked to this paper marriage letter.

Will it end like this?

If this matter is true, Chen Changsheng took the initiative to ask His Majesty the Pope to terminate the engagement, then how should the Dongyu God General Mansion, who has been ridiculed for a long time, deal with it? The real woman Tianfeng who is loved or admired by everyone is now facing such a difficult situation, what will she feel at this moment?

Many people have become angry at Chen Changsheng because of this rumor, especially those admirers of Xu Yourong.

However, after all, it was just a rumor. No one could ask His Majesty in person, so there was no reason to vent his anger to the National Education College.

Even if people want to ask Chen Changsheng in person whether this matter is true, it is difficult to find Chen Changsheng's people. So all their emotions can only gradually settle down, either angry, mock, or just want to watch the fun. Because of various emotions, the whole continent is increasingly looking forward to the day when Xu Yourong returns to Kyoto. They look forward to a battle that seems to be destined to both sides.

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It is indeed difficult for Chen Changsheng to be encountered. These days he has been in-depth and concise, especially when rumors of the marriage contract being terminated by the pope began to spread in secret.

Because of this, he felt a little sorry for Xu Yourong. Because she was a girl, he decided to remain silent about the matter. After Xu Yourong returned to Beijing, he found a way to tell her the truth about the matter, so that she would propose to terminate the engagement in front of the whole world, and then he would accept it. In this case, she would not have to bear the strange eyes, even if those eyes were pity, as for the ridicule and sympathy of the party in the engagement, he would come because he was a man.

For some reason, he had never met Xu Yourong, but he was sure that she was not someone who was willing to accept sympathy for others.

So when Tang Sanshiliu heard the rumors to ask him, he shook his head and said nothing.

The young man who first entered Kyoto did not understand anything about engagement or relationships. It was not until after Zhouyuan that he realized that this was the case.

He once liked a girl, and that girl died.

He was liked by a girl, and the girl left.

He hopes that the girl Xu Yourong can be happier than herself.

During these days, he tried his best to avoid meeting people, and the number of meetings with the Black Dragon became much more frequent.

He often went to the bottom of the well in Beixinqiao and sent Heilong various foods, especially the big pot rice in the National Education College canteen that she called for.

Every time the Black Dragon pretends to be quiet and eats food slowly, he will squat under the stone wall and study the formation and iron chain that traps the Black Dragon, but there has been no progress.

One night when autumn goes and winter comes, it is already three o'clock and three o'clock, and Chen Changsheng has not yet gone to bed.

He stood in front of the window, looking at the big banyan tree with leaves falling and the lake where ice films began to form, thinking about something, and then heard a singing sound from outside the wall in the distance.

Recently, some songs can be heard often on these nights, and he shook his head.

The National Education College has now become a famous attraction in Kyoto. Because the battle has come to an end, there are fewer people in Kyoto who are watching the fun, but the number of tourists from other counties has increased instead of reducing. In addition, there are hundreds of students and teachers in the National Education College, and there are still hundreds of people working together. Some people naturally have business opportunities. Businessmen will never miss any opportunities. The storefronts of the entire street opposite Baihua Lane are either sold or rented, and have been renovated. Various places have inns and restaurants, which have become increasingly prosperous and lively.

Every night, the business of inns and restaurants will become good. Some are famous guests, and of course more are students from the National Education College. No matter how strict the college rules are or how strict the access control is, students can always find various ways to defeat the concierge and the courtyard wall, and then enter the restaurants and inns to do things that young people like to do.

For example, eating, drinking, enjoying music and talking about life...

Of course, the teachers of the National Education College want to manage it, but they can't manage the students, and they also want to expel the restaurants that brought a lot of lively. However, this is very difficult. Neither the National Education Cavalry, the City Gate Division or the Yulin Army can do anything. Tang Sanshiliu, who is truly capable of handling all the restaurants and inns opposite Baihua Lane, is not convenient for him to come out because there are two restaurants and one inn that he owns.

Late at night, the prosperity remains, and the singing on the other side of the wall becomes louder and clearer, floating into the National Education College.

Chen Changsheng was about to find out that the fur that Mo Yu had fallen here one night was stuffed into his ears and fell asleep, but he was suddenly attracted by the words in the song.

The singer should be a freshman from the National Education College. His voice was very broken, and he might still be in the voice change period, but his voice was very loud. The lyrics of this song are very simple, not elegant, and even a bit vulgar, but full of the unique flavor of youth. Combined with the voice of the boy, it looks particularly energetic.

"Young teenagers are all red. You are the master. If you want rain, you have to get wind. If you want fish to jump into the dragon gate, it is different..."

Chen Changsheng stood in front of the window and listened quietly.

Listening to this song, thinking about the people and things he encountered in the past two years he came to Kyoto, it was a little difficult for him to calm down, and countless emotions surged like tides.

Yes, it's like a tide.

He used to think that this description was an exaggeration in romance stories, but now he knows that all this is true.

He subconsciously touched the stone string on his wrist and returned to Zhouyuan.

These days he often comes to Zhouyuan and sits in the grassland in a daze.

Or because he felt that being with those monsters was much easier than dealing with humans.

The monsters were very obedient. Under his arrangement, they dredged waterways, renovated grasslands and lakes, and restored themselves after reopening, and Zhouyuan had restored some of its old appearance.

He cherishes time so much that he is willing to spend so much time and energy in Zhouyuan because he wants to leave some souvenirs.

He stood at the end of Zhouling's divine path and watched Daoshanyao below command tens of thousands of monsters to rebuild the white grass path.

The monsters were filled with darkness.

He felt that the picture looked familiar, and then he remembered that he was here with her, watching the beasts rushing over the grassland like tides.

So sadness and longing come like a tide.

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On the official road in southern Kyoto, a convoy of dozens of cars was moving forward in a mighty manner.

Hundreds of Tiannan cavalry rode a mixed-blooded dragon horse, staring vigilantly around, protecting the convoy.

Dozens of Nanxizhai disciples and representatives of Tiannan forces sat in the car respectively.

The car in the middle has the highest status because there are eight snow-white horses in front of the car.

This car is big, or more importantly, a chariot.

Xu Yourong sat in the chariot.

Her black hair spreads over her shoulders, making her skin look like white jade.

People in the world like to describe beautiful women with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, but how can her beauty be drawn by brush and ink?

Her eyelashes are long, her lips are red, her facial features are impeccable, her beauty is perfect, but it does not put any pressure on people.

Because she is beautiful and peaceful.

It’s like the tea mountain after the rain, the lake before the rain, the fog between the Saint Maiden Peak, and the smoke from cooking in the town.

This time she returned to Kyoto to bring extremely important news to the world.

Whether it is the Great Zhou or Tiannan, these days are preparing for the convergence between the north and the south, and the news she brought is the premise, or permission for all this.

Then, she was going to go to a date, or a fight.

The entire continent, and even the demon princes in Xue Lao City, were waiting to watch the battle.

In the eyes of many people, compared to the demon princess Nanke, that person is her real enemy of fate.

Because he was her fiancé, and now in the eyes of many people, he is an indifferent man who dismisses the engagement and humiliates her.

The convoy suddenly stopped. With several whistles, a woman lifted up the curtain and sat in the carriage. She looked at her in a complicated mood and said, "Mr. Nephew, Kyoto is coming."

This woman is He Qingbo, the elder of Nanxizhai Outer Sect, and her realm has reached the state of Juxingzhong.

After saying this, He Qingbo suddenly remembered something, and showed a nervous expression on his face, and said a little embarrassedly: "Qingbo made a mistake, so please forgive me if you want to forgive me."

"Uncle Master, don't need to be too polite."

Xu Yourong said calmly as she looked at her, then got up and walked out of the car.

As she moved, the black hair and the white dress-like swayed gently.

Her black hair had an extremely neat front, as if she had been cultivated by the most powerful sword. The swing made her eyes calmer and stronger.

There was a strap covered with stars in the white sacrificial wardrobe, and there was no sword because she came to Kyoto to get the sword.

The tung bow was placed in a corner of the carriage and was not held in her hand because she didn't want to be seen by someone in Kyoto for the time being.

There is an umbrella in the corner.

When she arrived at the official road, she looked at the city looming in the distance and slowly raised her hands.

There are no city walls in Kyoto, nor are there real city gates, so when she was a child, she didn't understand why there was a city gate minister.

With her appearance, the cavalrymen around Tiannan dismounted at the fastest speed and fell to the ground.

The disciples of Nanxizhai who got out of the car and the envoys all knelt down one after another.

I kneel down because I want to salute.

"Meet the Saint."

Xu Yourong is still looking at Kyoto.
To be continued...