It rains in Youzhou.

It also rains in the Holy Land.

The falling rain continued to spread over Shengzhou City, covering the entire city and covering the Imperial Army Mountain.

The imperial soldiers washed away the wind and dust in the mountains, and the holy mountains looked extremely green and bright in the rain.

Wang Yuetong stood in front of the window and looked out.

Her palace is located very high. Standing in front of the window, she can see the vast palaces on the Imperial Army Mountain everywhere. Flowers, green trees and green grass are dotted between the palaces. From her perspective, most of the flowers, plants and trees on the Imperial Army Mountain can be seen.

They are all swaying in the wind and rain, but the rock-solid palace is located here. Everything is extremely clear and well-organized.

Wang Yuetong looked at the rain falling from the sky.

It turns out that when one stands at a high place, even the rain falling hastily has a different style.

Wang Yuetong looked at it for a long time.

She suddenly felt that everything was so strange.

The unfamiliar Imperial Army Mountain, the unfamiliar self.

This feeling is not joy or disgust, it is just pure strangeness, as if there is no place for it anymore, the kind of desolation.

The rain floats quietly.

Under the palace, several sculpture-like figures stood in the rain, motionless.

This is already the fifth day of Wang Yuetong's house arrest.

The mobile phone was confiscated, the Internet was cut off, and all contact with the outside world was lost. There was still a small group of Tianzhu troops standing guard outside the palace.

In fact, not to mention a group, the average strength of the Zhutian troops is at the peak of the Burning Fire Realm. Even if a person is standing downstairs, Wang Yuetong has no possibility of leaving. Wang Tianzong puts a group here, which is enough to show his determination.

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August 1st.

It's already the second day of the final exercise.

Wang Yuetong's eyes stared at the figure standing like a sculpture downstairs.

In an environment where he could not maintain any contact with the outside world, Wang Yuetong did not even know the results of the exercise.

She only knew what her father said when he imprisoned her.

When the final exercise is over, if Li Tianlan does not die, she will be allowed to leave.

It's already afternoon.

It's approaching evening again.

Wang Yuetong remained motionless, and the moist and bright light in her eyes gradually dimmed as time passed.

Eventually it became cold and desolate.

A slender figure held an umbrella through the rain curtain, and finally arrived at Wang Yuetong's palace.

His face was pale, and his whole person showed a kind of exhaustion and weakness that was difficult to conceal, but he was still able to stand despite being seriously injured.

Wang Yuetong's dim eyes had complex expressions.

There was joy, there was sadness, and the contradictions were extreme, but in the end everything turned into hollowness and coldness.

The midsummer chill seems to be sweeping across the whole world.

Her body was trembling slightly.

Standing downstairs is Wang Shengxiao.

Her brother was seriously injured.

So is her man still alive?

Wang Yuetong didn't dare to think about it. Her whole heart seemed to be completely empty, leaving only numbness and deathly silence.

The brother and sister looked at each other quietly through the rain.

The continuous rain beat on the vermilion window lattice of the palace.

Wang Yuetong stood in front of the window, her figure extremely clear.

Her breath kept surging on her body, the chill in front of the palace continued to increase, the rain falling on the ground gradually froze, and frost slowly appeared in the grass and flowers.

Wang Yuetong was still in the ice-condensing realm, and her martial arts kept rising and falling. She stood silently, unconscious and lifeless.

Wang Shengxiao suddenly thought of a lyric.

The rain is falling gently, the vermilion window is shining. Who is in the attic, the cold despair...

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a self-deprecating smile.

The Zhutian troops under the palace saw Wang Shengxiao for the first time, and everyone bowed at the same time.

Wang Shengxiao waved his hand and said softly: "Your mission is completed. Go back and I will talk to Yuetong."

A group of Tian Zhu troops left with different expressions.

Wang Shengxiao slowly walked into the palace and went upstairs.

In the small hall on the second floor, Wang Yuetong's figure was still facing away from him, motionless.

Wang Shengxiao lifted the delicate food box in his hand and said softly: "I brought you your favorite Xiaolongbao, don't you want to try it?"

Wang Yuetong didn't speak or move.

"Father is back. Zhutian's troops have completed their mission. From today on, you are free."

Wang Shengxiao continued.

Wang Yuetong turned around, with only a blank expression in her eyes.

Wang Shengxiao smiled bitterly and put the food box on the table. He was silent for a long time before continuing: "I lost."

"Gu Hanshan, Jiang Shangyu, and Song Ci, the four of us, together with hundreds of elites, lost without any shame. Li Tianlan only used one sword to defeat our strongest attack."

Wang Shengxiao talked about his failure quietly, his eyes were equally dim, but there was a glimmer of persistence shining in his dim eyes.

There was also light in Wang Yuetong's eyes.

"How's your injury?"

She was silent for a while, looked at Wang Shengxiao and asked softly.

"fine."

Wang Shengxiao remained calm: "It's just that the realm has regressed a bit seriously. It's just a matter of time. If you have time, you can always catch up again."

Before the exercise began, he was truly at the peak of the Thunder Realm, but because he forcibly practiced Beihai Wang's half-style reincarnation, he was eventually seriously injured. When the exercise began, his realm was already unstable. Li Tianlan's strength made him completely determined.

After gaining determination, he fell into the realm with one blow. He did not fall from the peak of the Thunder Realm to the stable stage of the Thunder Realm, but fell directly to the peak of the Burning Fire Realm. However, he still lost to Li Tianlan at such a huge cost. This time's exercise was very important to Wang Shengxiao.

It's actually a bit tragic.

"Where's Tianlan?"

Wang Yuetong's voice was soft.

Wang Shengxiao looked over.

Wang Yuetong turned her head.

She also knew that it was not appropriate to ask Wang Shengxiao this question, but having lost all contact with the outside world, she really wanted to know how Li Tianlan was doing.

"Li Tianlan is fine. At least he was slightly injured."

Wang Shengxiao said calmly: "After the exercise, he rose to the top. At the high-level meeting that just ended, the top management decided to restart the Central Continent Snow Dance Corps. Li Tianlan is the second marshal of the special warfare system after Gu Qianchuan. Brother Jiang took over as Minister of Dongcheng

As a part-time employee, he served as the commander of the Border Guard Corps."

The light in Wang Yuetong's eyes gradually lit up.

"He's still alive."

Wang Yuetong said.

She doesn't care about Li Tianlan's current status. He is the commander of the Snow Dance Legion and the special operations marshal. This status is just a very vague concept in her mind. It may not be low, but she doesn't think it is high. She has appeared in

The elders around her were all in high positions and held only one position. It was really difficult for Wang Yuetong to be shocked.

What she cares about is that Li Tianlan won the exercise and her father did not take action against him.

He is still alive.

"Alive."

Wang Shengxiao nodded.

"So...I can leave?"

Wang Yuetong asked.
To be continued...