Zhao Yun finally landed on the small island and finally came to the old tree. He thought that the Dragon Concubine was still alive, but he didn't know that the princess of Daxia had already set foot on the road to hell a few months ago.
Life for life.
It turns out that this is how he survived.
in the dark.
No crying.
There are no words.
Deathly silence.
He was like a stone statue, standing quietly. It was unknown whether it was because he had sacrificed his life span or because the dragon concubine died for him. His black hair, which was like a waterfall, gradually gained a few strands of silver.
The atmosphere is depressing and straight-forward.
At this moment, even the little fog spirit became extraordinarily well-behaved, with its big eyes rolling around. It still had fresh memories of that night, when Zhao Yun was injured all over and fell from the sky into the sea of fog it created.
What was he wondering about before? There was one more person who was confused.
Tonight, it understood that it was the method of space movement of the Nine-Tails lineage.
Why!
The devil was also there, lamenting in his heart.
The Dragon Concubine whom I had been searching for so hard had disappeared into thin air a few months ago.
What's even sadder is that Zhao Yun didn't know until today.
No one could figure out how Ye Jihen survived.
Now that the confusion has finally been solved, behind the suspicious group is the soul of a woman. She asks what love is in the world, and how can it lead to the promise of life and death? He is alone and has never been in love. From ignorance to the deepest level, what kind of feeling is it?
Do you really want to interpret the state of mind through life and death?
Why!
Kyuubi looked up at the sky, looking for a bright star.
No one knows better than it how much Concubine Long envies Wushuang of the Chu family. Even if she dies, there is still Zhao Yun who remembers her. On this night, she finally became the person she envied most.
No one bothers me.
The night was still eerily quiet.
I don't know when I saw someone flying across the sky.
When passing by this small island, some people once looked back.
"That man looks so familiar! He looks like the Holy Son of Tianzong."
"I'm afraid you saw it wrong."
"It's better to hurry up and hurry up."
"Master Shangyang's 300th birthday cannot be late."
Accompanied by the sound of discussion, passers-by gradually drifted away, and even after walking a long way, they did not forget to look back.
Zhao Yun finally had some reaction and walked out of the island alone without saying a word.
early morning.
The warm sunshine pours down.
Today's Southern Territory is very lively, because Master Shangyang's birthday has spread all over the world. All the famous forces or families have been invited. Even if there is no invitation in hand, there are still people rushing forward.
Minato, he kept saying the same thing, just to ask for a drink.
br Shangyang Island is shrouded in clouds and mist, and it’s hazy.
In the depths, one can hear the sound of drums, harps, and shengxiao, and can see women dancing gracefully. The jade tables are placed in an orderly manner. The spiritual fruits on the tables are crystal clear, and the aroma of wine permeates the whole place. How luxurious it is.
"The head of the Gongsun family has arrived."
"A small gift is not respectful."
"Quick, please come in and have a few more drinks today."
Visitors from all over come frequently, and their identities are not simple.
There are too many powerful families, all descended from the same line of ancestors.
Not only the Southern Region, but also many forces from the East China Sea came.
They were all empty-handed, and all the big spenders were too embarrassed to take the items that were not very popular here. They just picked out any of them, and they were all rare treasures with no market price.
The atmosphere was very lively.
Too many people gathered together to chat, and there was endless laughter. Those who knew it was someone holding a birthday banquet, but those who didn’t know thought it was a grand event? I am afraid that in the eyes of the world, Shangyang’s prestige is worthy of this event.
It was a grand gathering, and at a glance, everyone present seemed to be distinguished.
Today's Shangyang is really full of glory.
Compared to how ferocious he was when he ransomed people, he is really kind and kind at this moment. How can he maintain the good image of a reclusive senior if he doesn't act well? On the surface, he is indifferent to fame and fortune, but in fact he enjoys being respected by others.
I feel like, otherwise, such a big scene wouldn't have happened.
Who knows how many people he invited.
I am afraid that more than 99% of the forces in the Southern Territory will come.
The huge Shangyang Island is already crowded with people.
"How many birthday gifts do you need to receive?" Many old guys sighed secretly.
"A total of 30 billion was spent to redeem Lin Rong, don't we have to get some interest back?" Too many people whispered in their hearts, but they only dared to say in their hearts that there are some things that you just need to understand.
, if you have to bring it out and make fun of it, then it is just for excitement. That guy from Shangyang is very vindictive.
"When I aspire to become the Tianwu Emperor, I will also hold a birthday banquet like this."
"Forget it, your life is about to end. Let's prepare for the funeral first!"
Wherever there are a lot of people, there is always a shortage of old magic sticks, either holding their hands or stroking their beards, gathering together to talk nonsense, and while talking, they don't forget to take a look at the mountains of birthday gifts.
Each piece is a rare treasure!
The Tianwu Realm still has appeal. With just an invitation, someone will obediently come and give gifts. In a world where the strong are respected, fists are the last word. If you live in the Quasi-Tian Realm, there won't be such a big scene.
"The saint of the Yan family has arrived." Just as he was saying this, another shout came from outside.
Many people looked sideways and saw Yan Ruyu, followed by two old men.
The entire southern region knew that the Yan family was getting married to Shangyang Island, and too many people knew that her Yan family had no choice, either to marry someone else, or the Yan family would be exterminated. The world was so cruel.
Yan Ruyu looked indifferent and found a seat in a corner, sitting there motionless like an ice sculpture. She didn't want to get married, let alone attend a birthday party, but she had to get married and she had to come.
As a saint of the Yan family, this is the path she should take and the mission she should shoulder.
Why! ??
The two old men of the Yan family sighed. Although they also sat down, they buried their heads. Most of the time, they just forced a smile and were too embarrassed to look at Yan Ruyu. The Yan family was in decline, and they had to marry a saint to keep their peace.
, it’s really embarrassing!
"Today, it's a double happiness for Shangyang Island." Someone whispered.
"This is true." An elder stroked his beard, "I have heard that Master Shangyang will take advantage of the birthday party to announce the marriage of Lin Rong and Yan Ruyu, and the wedding date has probably been set."
"Yes, you have to prepare a share of the money." Too many people looked sad. Master Shangyang's favorite grandson is getting married. Do you dare not to follow the etiquette? It's okay if you don't, then you will be taken special care of in the future.
On the other side, Lin Rong has appeared and goes straight to Yan Ruyu.
His every move attracted the attention of the whole audience.
This was the first time I saw Lin Rong since the kidnapping. One of his torn-off arms had been pinned down. He was dressed in white, but he was shaking the folding fan rhythmically in his hand, and his smile still made people feel like a spring breeze.
But everyone who understands understands.
This is not a good thing. I often bully men and dominate women.
It's just that he has a good grandfather to take care of him. So many people still think that he is a handsome gentleman? He is also a match made in heaven with the saint daughter of the Yan family.
"Sister Yu'er, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much." Lin Rong said with a smile.
Yan Ruyu was like an ice sculpture, and she only nodded politely to Lin Rong's words. If there were not too many people watching, she would not even move. The Yan family on Shangyang Island suppressed her so miserably, she would not
Swearing at your mother gives you face.
Her indifference made Lin Rong very unhappy, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
But today was a big occasion, and he didn't have an attack.
He is not in a hurry. After the marriage is completed, he will let Yan Ruyu live and not die.
"The fourth prince of the Yuan Dynasty has arrived."
Another shout came in from outside, causing everyone in the audience to raise their eyebrows, and also made everyone look sideways, thinking that only people from the Southern Region came to congratulate him, but even a great dynasty was giving him face like this.
Not to mention the guests, even Master Shangyang smoothed his beard, straightened his back, and instantly perfected his character, so giddy that he almost flew up on the spot.
Not only the Yuan Dynasty, but also the seven dynasties, including the Black Dragon Dynasty, sent people to appear one after another, and their identities were not simple. They were either princes or ministers of the court.
, not only did it give enough face, the pomp was also unprecedentedly grand.
"It's not just as simple as wishing birthday!"
It’s the elders again, their eyes are quite deep.
Aren't the eight dynasties, including the East China Sea and the Southern Territory, the same lineup that besieged the Dragon Dynasty of Great Xia before? Now they are gathered together for a birthday banquet. After the birthday banquet is over, they might have a good chat about how to deal with the Great Xia.
Even if there is no war, there must be joint suppression.
"Why don't we see anyone from Daxia?" Someone pinched his beard and looked out.
After watching for a long time, no one from Daxia came to pay birthdays.
If I think about it carefully, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.
Not long ago, Daxia was almost destroyed. The militiamen were killed and wounded countless times, and the great mountains and rivers were in ruins. It would be nice if they didn't start a war. You still want to come to the Southern Territory to celebrate your birthday? The Daxia Dragon Dynasty still has this kind of backbone.
Because I am, I don’t even bother to do the superficial work. I want to celebrate my birthday. I want to celebrate your sister’s birthday.
Outside the island, two more guests came.
Take a quick look, isn't it the sky and the ghost-faced Yama?
In order to find someone, the two of them have been busy these days. They go wherever there are people. Where there are many people, the chance of finding that person is greater.
Nowadays, Shangyang Island is very lively and there are many people.
As for where the invitations came from, they were robbed and come here, so how could they not bring congratulatory gifts, and they cost a lot of money. They didn't feel bad about it. Anything they sent out would be taken back sooner or later.
"Act separately."
The two of them entered the banquet, one carrying a jug of wine and the other carrying a fruit plate, strolling back and forth, their noses twitching. If that person was present, they would definitely not be able to escape their notice.
They are not the only ones grabbing people's invitations.
There were also strong men from Qianqiu City who robbed God knows how many people. Each one had an invitation, and some were in groups of three or five. Some pretended to be husband and wife, and some pretended to be father and son, and walked in swaggeringly.
Birthday greetings are fake, but coming to check the situation is real.
Because in the near future, they will have to clean up the Shangyang line, so it is necessary to do something in advance.
"You're welcome, eat."
Everyone was not polite and sat down to eat.
When eating, don't forget to look around.
Normally, Mr. Zhao should be here when the old dog in Shangyang celebrates his birthday, but after looking around, there was no trace of him. Or perhaps, Zhao Yun had already arrived, but it was hidden very deep, and they didn't notice it.
That’s all.
"about there."
Seeing the guests taking their seats, the master of ceremonies hosting the birthday banquet slowly walked onto the high platform.
It's a birthday banquet! I still have to talk about some scenes.
Just showing off to art! He is good at this.
However, before he could speak, he heard a cry from outside, "Heaven, the Holy Son of Heavenly Sect has arrived."