After bidding farewell to Zhao Junhong, Song Zining and Qianye did not go back to the main hall. They did not take a car and walked along the road up the mountain. Standing on the mountainside and looking back, the Lanjiang River under the moonlight was sparkling like a dancing princess.
The broad sleeves are undulating, and the clouds and mountains to the water's edge are dotted with lights, creating a prosperous scene.
Suddenly, a ray of purple fire flashed continuously in the night, approaching at high speed, and even the air was churning, like ripples caused by tiles hitting the water.
When Qianye saw Zi Huo, he immediately took a step forward and stood in front of Song Zining.
Zhao Jundu landed straight on the ground a few steps away, with a look of ice and snow on his perfect face, and said coldly: "Song Qi is just a mere person, how can he be so virtuous as to make you willing to be driven by him?"
Qianye frowned and said slowly: "Sir Young Master Zhao, I don't know what you misunderstood. If Zining and I want to calculate the gains and losses between us, I owe him everything starting from the first life. And
Do you think I will let others control me?"
Song Zining sighed and couldn't help but say: "I heard that according to the Zhao Clan's rules, men must go to the battlefield after they reach adulthood or become successful in cultivation. Even if Qianye is willing to go back with you in the future, can you make him live forever?
Fighting with life and death again? Is this protecting him or harming him?"
Zhao Jundu was speechless after hearing the words, and stood quietly for a moment with his eyes lowered. Then he opened his eyes, stared at Qianye, and said: "It lasts for one year. If you don't come, I will look for you. In addition, if one year passes, you
I will never see that crystal lock piece again."
Qianye took a deep breath, his fingertips trembled slightly, but he made no sound.
Zhao Jundu did not wait for Qianye's answer. He glanced at Song Zining with a cold gaze and said, "Song Zining, there is something you probably don't know yet. Zhang Boqian is about to challenge King Dingxuan. In one month, the news will spread throughout the empire."
Song Zining was suddenly shocked, and his expression suddenly changed.
King Dingxuan is a bloodline of the imperial family and one of the four heavenly kings of the human race. It is precisely because of the four kings who sit in command and confront the dark kings at a distance to check and balance each other that the empire can maintain the overall situation from collapse.
Now Zhang Boqian actually intends to challenge King Dingxuan. Regardless of victory or defeat, it will be a major event that shakes the internal structure of the empire. Regardless of success or failure in this battle, as long as Zhang Boqian shows enough combat power to rival King Dingxuan, he can become the fifth king.
Once Zhang Boqian ascends to the throne of Heavenly King, even if Duke An Guo and his wife can keep the situation under control, the Song clan will definitely not have an easy life.
This news was earth-shattering. Even Song Zining's city changed its color. For a moment, his heart went blank and he had no idea at all. When he came to his senses, Zhao Jundu had already gone away.
"...Let's go." Song Zining greeted, but his voice suddenly became very dry.
So Qianye and Song Zining continued to walk up the mountain. After a long time, Song Zining broke the awkward silence.
"Qianye, have you ever thought about the future?"
"If there is only one way, then go forward. If there are several ways, then choose one and go forward."
"How to choose?"
"The one that leads to the end."
"What if you can't tell which one you want?"
"The one closest to your feet."
After ending this almost nonsense conversation, Song Zining suddenly laughed, "All living beings are complicated, but the great road is simple. The road has always been there, but I worried too much." Thinking about it now, Qianye's life was actually not too complicated.
If he has more choices, then he, a person who actually always has choices, will not be able to walk?
"Qianye, you said so. Now you have two choices in front of you. Choose one!" Song Zining's voice became brisk again. Whenever he spoke like this, Qianye would often not encounter anything good.
When Qianye raised his head, he found that he had reached the gate of "Yunshen Hall". Two identical beautiful girls were smiling and pushing out the door from the side yard. They stood in the corridor and bowed to them, their long hair hanging down their chests.
The front part of the body is exposed, revealing a section of delicate skin on the back of the neck that is dazzlingly white.
This pair of girls are more similar than Ah Qi and Ah Jiu, and they have received special training. Their every smile, every move, and even their voices are surprisingly consistent. They are like the same person, just like a ghost seen after being drunk.
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Qianye felt a little throbbing pain in his forehead. Could this guy really be planning to share one with each other?
Song Zining said with a bad smile: "I haven't used Sixteen and Seventeen yet, but the female master of Hidden Spring said that the only difference between them is in the bed."
Qianye suddenly had an unpleasant feeling that danger was approaching. Before he could move to the side, a strong push came from behind, knocking him into a pile of warm-scented nephrite. The two girls saw Song Zining's gesture and climbed up playfully.
Qianye's body hugged him tightly from front to back.
At this moment, in this situation, Song Zining would never allow Qianye to back down.
After a while, the sounds of the battlefield could be heard in both the inner and outer rooms of the main house, separated by a curtain.
Sure enough, although the sixteenth and seventeenth voices were the same, their wonderful sounds were significantly different at this time. One was like an oriole in an empty valley, gentle and crisp, and occasionally sounded into the clouds. The other was like silk and bamboo, low and meandering, like the sound of a spring river on a moonlit night.
The water laps against the shore, one wave after another.
Just before the fierce melee was over, on the thousands-mile territory of Younan Province where the Western Continent rebels were entrenched, a majestic fortress stood in the night, and the Force lights in the command room were as bright as day.
Lin Xitang stood in front of the long table with his hands behind his hands, staring at the sand table, and was deep in thought for a long time.
There is an old-looking wooden box placed in the corner of the long table. The workmanship is quite rough, but the wood is very strong. This is one of Lin Xitang's personal belongings. It will be placed on the desk wherever he goes. Someone once occasionally caught a glimpse of some damage inside.
The nameplates are very similar to military identification plates. Each one has traces of being burned by gunfire, and many of them are incomplete.
Lin Xitang's expression suddenly changed, and he walked over and opened the long window leading to the terrace. Then he soared into the sky, rising straight into the moonlit blue sky, with his silver hair flying in the night.
Hundreds of meters high in the sky, a cloud covering a hundred feet in radius was slowly swirling.
In the center of the cloud, there was a person sitting on the ground, with one leg stretched out and the other bent. His natural posture seemed as if he was not in the void, but in the real earth. The man raised his head and took a big sip of wine, and a little scarlet wine liquid flowed along the
The sharp outline of his chin dripped, and his posture was extremely unruly. He suddenly threw the wine bottle.
Lin Xitang stood outside the clouds, stretched out his hand to grab the wine bottle flying toward him, took a big sip without hesitation, and then threw the wine bottle back.
The man laughed lowly, and his deep voice seemed magnetic, "Vampires don't have other good things, but they have a long history. Apart from the Imperial Palace, they can only find five hundred years of fine wine."
Lin Xitang smiled lightly and said: "Congratulations to Commander Zhang for his further martial arts achievements."
Zhang Boqian stood up slowly. This legendary figure, one of the imperial jewels, was majestic in stature and resolute in appearance. Every line of his line had the implication of the steepness of the cliffs and dangerous peaks. What was particularly impressive was his pair of phoenix eyes and his radiant look.
Flying and shining, there is a terrifying coercion of the heaven and the earth falling.
"You've been in this damn place for two years. Isn't it interesting?"
Lin Xitang's eyes were calm and unwavering, "The war was quite difficult. Fortunately, there was some progress in the Evernight War."
Zhang Boqian laughed mockingly, "How difficult can it be for some ants? Give me a month and I will ensure that there will never be one left."
Lin Xitang narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "This is my war zone. If Commander Zhang has any ideas, please submit them to the Imperial Military Department first and then discuss it later."
"Why is Commander Lin so secretive? Why are you staying here just to avoid the mess in Weiyang Palace? The reserve..."
Lin Xitang's still eyes suddenly became turbulent, and she interrupted Zhang Boqian sternly, "Shuai Zhang!"
Zhang Boqian's eyes seemed to be full of lightning flashing across the sky, and the swirling clouds around him suddenly expanded, then slowly calmed down, and he said boringly: "Forget it, let's not talk about it. I'm here to give you a copy.
Big gift."
Lin Xitang was slightly startled.
"The Song Clan produces various rare medicines at the Tiansun Grassland in the Maelstrom. Aren't you always in high demand? If you ask for them in a month, Song Zhongnian will definitely give them to you. Their guard strength will soon be insufficient.
To defend the outside area."
Song Zhongnian is the current leader of the Song Clan, and the maelstrom where Tiansun Caochang is located is not adjacent to the Song Clan's territory, so daily defense requires more troops than the mainland.
Lin Xitang frowned and waited quietly. He knew that since Zhang Boqian said this, there must be something more to it.
Zhang Boqian said: "In one month, I will challenge King Dingxuan."
Lin Xitang was silent for a while and said: "Congratulations to Zhang Shuai for breaking through to the realm of the King of Heaven."
Zhang Boqian acts with no scruples, even treating the majestic court as if he is in no one's land. As long as he decides something, he will do it to the extreme. Such a temperament has developed his brilliant tendency to give up to anyone else. Even if he is cultivated
A strong person who is slightly better than Zhang Boqian will often be defeated in a life-and-death battle.
Therefore, if Zhang Boqian goes to challenge King Dingxuan, he has a high chance of winning.
Thinking of the Song clan, Lin Xitang sighed in his heart. If Zhang Boqian became the fifth king, the Song clan might really move closer to Zhang Boqian's biggest political enemy.
"Why did your Dayan Secret Technique stop at the realm where the stars and the moon shine together? Since you were able to deduce the Jiazi Fleet back then, you should know that my path is the right one."
Lin Xitang smiled lightly and said softly: "Our paths are different. To be able to deduce the secrets of heaven, isn't it just to go against heaven? Otherwise, what is the use of such an ability? To be a puppet of heaven?"
Zhang Boqian was suddenly shocked. He had never thought that this former classmate of Huang Quan, the marshal of the empire who was known as the best in the art of heavenly performance in the empire, would actually follow such a path.
"Why?!"
"Since I have gained His Majesty's trust, I should devote myself to the empire until death."
"What is your empire?" Zhang Boqian asked slowly.
He waved his sleeves, and the clouds were suddenly torn into pieces, and then quickly stained with a layer of lead dust like ink. The high sky seemed to be spinning, and a huge gloomy vortex was forming, sucking Lin Xitang into it.
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Lin Xitang opened his hands, and the dark clouds suddenly brightened for a moment, and the stars flickered, as if an asteroid belt was shuttled down from the top of the world in an instant.
There are stars falling like rain. In the huge whirlpool, Lin Xitang stands upright, as sharp as an unsheathed sword, even if it is broken, it will not bend a little.
Zhang Boqian suddenly took a deep breath, waved his hand, and suddenly the clouds opened and the moon appeared, and the world returned to its original tranquility, as if nothing had happened.
His phoenix eyes were full of flying unruliness, "I'm waiting to see your imperial ways!" He turned around and walked away in the void.
Lin Xitang watched his figure go away, his clear eyes reflected the nebula in the sky, the earth, everything in the world, but no true intention.