The number one person of Nanzhao, Wei Miao, lived in a small, secluded house in the North Resisting City. When he heard a series of urgent knocks on the door, he went to open it and saw an unexpected but reasonable face. It was the wife he had parted with on Mount Wudang.
Wei Miao asked helplessly, "What are you doing here? Didn't I ask you to go back to Nanzhao?"
She rolled her eyes and said, "Go back your head, why do I need a man to accompany me? I can't sleep alone at night."
Wei Miao said angrily, "Go find one!"
She smiled charmingly and said, "If I really bring a son of a bitch to you, I will smash your head with a punch."
Wei Miao, who was invincible in Nanzhao, couldn't do anything to her. Knowing that she would never leave this time, he accepted his fate and led his wife into the courtyard.
This woman, who was born in the Hundred Thousand Barbarian Mountain, looked around curiously, "That little handsome brother is too stingy, this house is not worth much."
Wei Miao said, "It's just a temporary residence, he didn't say that he would give it to us."
She curled her lips, "This melon child!"
Wei Miao lowered his voice and said, "That person can hear you."
She hurriedly changed her expression, as if the young lord was in the small courtyard. She said sweetly, "This courtyard is very good."
Wei Miao held back his laughter.
In the end, This Old Man and his wife sat side by side on the steps. Although Wei Miao never thought that he and her were a celestial couple, after so many years of traveling in Jianghu together, they met countless heroines and fairies. Wei Miao didn't remember any woman at all.
She leaned her head on Wei Miao's shoulder and closed her eyes, "I'm sorry, I can't give birth to a baby for you."
Wei Miao stretched out his rough palm and gently caressed her cheeks. He helped her wipe away her tears. This simple and honest man who had never said anything sweet said softly, "Even if there were ten Wei Miaos, they wouldn't be good enough for you. Wife, really."
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Night fell.
As day and night alternated, a series of thunderous noises suddenly sounded in the sky outside the Beiliang Pass. For some reason, only the young King could hear and see it. The other Wu Dao Grand Masters, who were as powerful as Đồng Thái, didn't notice anything unusual.
Zhao Changling appeared on the city walls and laughed. "Everyone, if we do not descend now, what are we waiting for?!"
An immortal in the sky echoed loudly, "Da Chu is the Central Plains!"
The scholar took off his shabby Taoist robe and put on a scholarly robe. "Li Mi!" What Da Chu? It's West Chu! "
A beam of magnificent rainbow light descended into the mortal world and landed on the top of the North Jiebei City. It came with a menacing momentum, but it was silent.
Another immortal said loudly, "How can our glorious Central Plains sink under the iron hooves of the grassland?!"
Another immortal laughed boldly in the sky. "Three hundred thousand cavalrymen guarding the northwest gate of the Central Plains, fighting to the death for twenty years without retreating. It's fortunate to see it with my own eyes!"
Another immortal walked out of the Heavenly Gate and stretched. "My Da Feng Dynasty was useless in the past. Now it's up to your Beiliang cavalry."
A tall and sturdy immortal in black armor looked down at the mortal world. "Oh, the grassland barbarians put on such a big formation. You think you're so great just because you have more people."
… …
Immortals and rainbow lights crashed into North Jiebei City one after another.
Dozens of banished immortals from different dynasties became Beiliang's fate tonight.
The banished immortals fell like rain to the mortal world.
The young King with a cold blade at his waist stood under a loquat tree. Zhao Changling's scattered figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
Hsu Fengnian wanted to say something but stopped.
The old man reached out. While he could not touch Hsu Fengnian's body, it was like he was patting the young King's head. "There is meeting and there is separation. Fate comes and goes. Do not be sad."
Hsu Fengnian raised his arms and cupped his fists. He pursed his lips and did not speak.
The old man said regretfully, "It is a pity that I cannot help you more."
Hsu Fengnian kept his back straight and cupped his fists like a common poplar tree in the northwest desert. Living and not dying for a thousand years, dying and not falling for another thousand years, dying and not falling for another thousand years, dying and not falling for another thousand years!
The old man's voice was erratic and unclear. He glanced at the new cold blade at the young King's waist and was gratified. "Good blade!"
Hsu Fengnian's lips trembled.
The old man smiled. "The General told me to pass a message to you. He said that Xu Xiao's greatest achievement in his life was not marrying your mother, but giving Beiliang to you. But he felt sorry for you and made you suffer."
Hsu Fengnian shook his head.
The old man said softly, "Xiaonian, Princess Consort said that in the past, she always advised you not to get into conflicts with others easily. She hoped that you could be like a gentle and refined scholar. However, if someone makes you angry in the future, it would be a waste not to beat them up.
Speaking of this, the old man looked helpless.
In his impression, the Princess was not such a woman.
The young man nodded gently with tears on his face.
The thin old man closed his eyes and seemed to be listening attentively. He said sarcastically, "Huh? It seems that I heard the sound of the horses of my Xu family's Iron Cavalry? And it is quite loud. "
The old man opened his eyes and asked Xu Xiao as he did when he was in his prime. He asked with a smile, "What should we do?"
Prince Hsu Fengnian loosened his fists and reached out to hold the hilt of his blade. He laughed loudly, "What should we do? It's very simple. Kill them! In the end, only the sound of the horses of my Xu family's Iron Cavalry will be left on the battlefield! "
The old man finally closed his eyes. Before his soul dissipated, this strategist seemed to be reminiscing about the past and imagining the future of peace and prosperity. He said softly, "Xiaonian, that's right."
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