The morning light and wind dance, everyone says it’s a good spring.
Xiagu Mountain is undulating and winding. Although it is not as good as Qiandang Mountain, the largest mountain on the border of the Southern Song Dynasty, it still has its own unique flavor.
At this time, spring is coming, the flowers are in full bloom, the grass is green, and everything is prosperous.
Green plums are brewed to make wine, and heroes are judged. Drinking tea and drinking wine at the foot of Xiagu Mountain and watching the wind and moon. Liuyue and Xuanyuan Che are indeed rare leisurely moments. Unfortunately, there are no green plums at this season, so they cannot be judged as heroes.
Swim together with your arms and watch the three colors of the sky and water.
Liuyue and Xuanyuan Che didn't show any anxiety or eagerness. Instead, they were more like leisurely travelers enjoying the mountains and rivers, having nothing to do.
The sun flew past, and in the blink of an eye, three or four days passed.
Birds are singing and the sun is dancing.
Turning her fingertips, Liu Yue squinted at the carrier pigeon docked on her finger and smiled: "They are here."
Xuanyuan Che glanced at the news from Qiuhen. Duguye and Yunzhao had reached an agreement with the leader of the Southern Song Dynasty and were leaving today.
On the surface, they left with great fanfare, but in reality, the two groups had already changed their direction and headed towards Xiagu Mountain.
I don’t know what Dugu Ye and Yun Zhao discussed with the Southern Song Dynasty. This is irrelevant now. As long as they wait here, they are afraid that the Aoyun Kingdom and the Snow Saint Kingdom will not be able to unite with the Southern Song Dynasty.
The already scheming alliance must be defeated in an instant.
Looking at each other and smiling, Liuyue Xuanyuanche walked hand in hand and finally arrived.
The sun sets in the west, and the orange color covers the sky, spreading the brilliance of the setting sun.
The sound of the horse is dark and comes like wind and fire.
As night falls, a dark fire flickers.
"That's it." Yun Zhao's handsome face was full of suppressed seriousness and excitement. He grabbed the map in his hand and pointed to the place in the middle of the mountain where the thick green grass had been pushed aside to reveal the huge stone gate.
The moonlight shone from the sky, illuminating every detail of the blue-stained stone door.
Towering and stained with traces, the stone gate has lost its original style after hundreds of years and has become dilapidated. However, its neatness is no less than any modern building and it stands intact.