When the swallows come to Xinshe, the pear blossoms fall behind Qingming.
In early spring, Jinyang is ten miles apart, and peach blossoms bloom in turn. The smoke from cooking stoves is curling and the fragrance of flowers is rising.
Even before the Qingming Festival, several trends of "spring" have already set off in Jin State. Although Fan Yue is the "King of Jin", he still likes to share the same joy with the people.
Under the protection of Ning Kunlun and Wei Wuji, the frame of King Jin was winding out of the city.
Fan Yueran is in a very good mood recently. During the trial of the "Marquis of Emperor Wu", the young elites from all over the country lost more than half of the money, but the Jin team escaped unscathed and brought back several treasures. This means that in the next few decades, Jin will
The country will dominate Qingxiao.
Ye Junlin and Fan Wushuang accompanied him out of the city. Fan Wushuang sat in the carriage, Ye Junlin took the lead, and rode together with Ning Kunlun and Wei Wuji.
After experiencing several storms in total, the relationship between the three of them is as close as brothers.
Ning Kunlun and Ye Junlin were in danger together, and they were born and died; Wei Wuji and Ye Junlin traveled thousands of miles together, carrying wind and frost together. The friendship between men is nothing more than this.
After killing Ying Zheng, Ye Junlin's mood was very open. After ten days of retreat, Ye Junlin devoted himself to practicing the "Secret Technique of Emperor Wu", and he had achieved a little success.
It is better to have fun alone than to have fun.
Ye Junlin handed over the "Speech of Breath" and "The Secret Technique of Emperor Wu" to Fanjun. After copying the copy, he handed over it to other generals to practice.
All of them gained a lot and felt a little guilty towards Ye Junlin. After all, in this world, it is really rare for those who are willing to hand over such high-level mysterious skills to everyone to practice.
Ye Junlin's realm is firmly at the peak of the "low-level Xuanhuang". After practicing, he can break through to the "mid-level Xuanhuang".
Behind Fanjun's carriage, he was following a black carriage. Old Wu was sitting in the carriage, and two young maids served him carefully.
After several months of entering Jinyang, the senior officials of Jin, including Fan Yueran, were guided by Lao Wu in martial arts, and were more or less beneficial. Perhaps from the beginning, some ministers still treated Fan Jun
The 'respecting and sages' were quite complaining. But after they learned about Lao Wu's true identity, they all shut their mouths obediently with great understanding.
Old Wu's current status is extremely noble. The entire Jin State was occupied by King Fan Yueran of Jin, who was below one person and above ten thousand people.
When he was free, Lao Wu remembered that he was righteous but did nothing, which harmed Liang Bufan in the village. The old man sighed several times, picked out several mysterious techniques from the "Moonlight in the Lotus Pond" and gave them to Liang after making some modifications.
Extraordinary.
He personally supervises every day, starts from a stable state, and guides Liang Bufan's cultivation.
Although he lost the "Dragon Soul", under the nourishment of countless "elixirs" by Fanjun, Liang Bufan's system was greatly improved. In less than a month, Liang Bufan broke two small levels in a row, and his cultivation was already
'Xuanwang Realm' Great Perfection.
Qi Jianxin and Li Kui were asked by Lao Wu and were flattered. They respected this old senior who had only heard of in "Legends".
One taught Liang Bufan's "mastery skills" and the other taught him etiquette and education. Taking a two-pronged approach, Liang Bufan, who was originally a gangster, was slowly transforming towards a "gentleman".
When Ye Junlin first met, he was really shocked.
Fortunately, "the country is easy to change, but the nature is difficult to change." When Ye Junlin took out tens of thousands of spiritual crystals from the space ring, Liang Bufan's eyes instantly shone brightly, allowing Ye Junlin to see the familiar him.
Ye Junlin was still very pleased after dying. As a brother who had lived and died, Ye Junlin hoped that he could develop in a good direction.
Liang Bufan showed the image of a "humble gentleman", and Fan Wushuang was also surprised. Fan Wushuang asked Fan Jun in a daze: "Father, who is this?"
Fanjun smiled and then pointed at Liang Bufan and said, "I said this is your future husband, do you believe it?"
Fan Wushuang's pretty face turned red, she shyly shyly, her eyes turned, and she glanced at Ye Junlin who was chatting and laughing with Wei Wuji.
Fan Yueran sighed, like an ordinary father, gently caressed Fan Wushuang's hair, and said earnestly: "Girl, some things are already destined by God. Sometimes it must be in destiny.
Don't force it at any time."
Fan Wushuang stared at Fan Yueran and nodded quite ignorantly.
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Taking the sky as the cover and the earth as the hut. The generals sat around Fan Yueran on the ground, looking at the peach blossoms within a radius of ten miles, and savoring the newly brewed rice wine in early spring, and were a little drunk.
Spring is beautiful, the country is prosperous and the people are safe. After more than ten years of military career, Fan Yueran cherishes such a quiet and peaceful life.
Old Wu sat beside him, took a sip of the rice wine in his hand, patted Fan Yueran on the shoulder, and smiled and said, "It's almost done."
Fan Yueran was in a good mood and drank a few more cups with Lao Wu. Finally, he fell into Fan Wushuang's arms with the strong spring light.
Old Wu approached Wei Wuji and buckled his feet. It seemed that he had not washed for a long time, and a strange smell came from Old Wu's feet. Wei Wuji didn't care and had a cup of his nephew.
Old Wu sighed and patted Wei Wuji on the shoulder: "Your eyebrows are like a knife, too straight and too straight. If this is not good, it will make you lose your horizons and hurt your mind. If possible, change it."
Wei Wuji listened carefully, without answering, just laughing.
Old Wu wanted to persuade him again, but he sighed and didn't say anything.
Wei Wuji drank another bowl of rice wine, looked into the distance, and was stunned, as if he was silent in his memory. After a long time, he came to his senses.
"I promised her to go to Zhongzhou, climb the 'Killing God Tower', defeat the sword god Bai Qi, and become the world's number one sword immortal." Old Wu was stunned when he heard the orderly Mans's order.
"Yiren has passed away. Is it worth it to ruin your bright future for a short promise from that year?"
"Is it worth it? There is no meaning of pursuing it. Perhaps before Junlin appears, I will help my adoptive father and unify Qingxiao. But after Junlin appears, I know that even without me, this child will definitely end this troubled world."
Wei Wuji drank another sip of wine and continued: "I have lived in a daze over the years. It is rare to be able to cheer up and fulfill my promises back then. Whether it is successful or not, I will go down to accompany her."
A crystal pearl flashed across the corner of Lao Wu's eyes, and slowly fell down along his old cheeks.
There are 36,000 words in the world, but the word "love" is the most murderous.
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After a long separation, Ye Junlin and Liang Bufan were like lovers who had not seen each other for a long time, constantly telling each other's experiences. Spring is accompanied by peach blossoms, and peach blossoms are food, drinking and talking about each other, and they were drunk without realizing it.
The cup and plate were in a mess, and they were together and the pillows were mixed, and the two boys fell asleep.
Fan Wushuang's eyes fell on Ye Junlin's face and sighed softly. She knew that even if she loved her, this young man would eventually hold someone else's hand and spend hundreds of spring, autumn, winter and summer together.
Feeling lost.
Liang Bufan fell asleep and snored loudly. Fan Wushuang looked at the mighty man and smiled slightly.
We are no longer young, no longer young, no longer willful, no longer obsessed. We begin to slowly learn to accept, accept what we thought was impossible, and begin to accept the reality that is difficult to change.