Several people exchanged glances, and without saying anything else knowingly, they all saluted him, turned around and retreated down the steps.
Zhuo Ya glanced at her brother, pursed her lips, but still hesitated to speak, and followed the others down the steps.
Zhuo Yang returned to the study room and noticed the map that had fallen under the wall. He bent down to pick it up and unfolded it on the table. This map was a map of the Northeastern County of the Ming Dynasty. It seemed that the previous guards left it in a hurry.
His eyes rested for a moment on Changbei City and Wenyue City not far from Changbei. Zhuoyang's eyes naturally stopped on the valley between the two cities.
He raised his fingers and tapped the valley gently, his eyes gradually became gentle.
"If I remember correctly, this should be the place where you and the temple formed a feud!"
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In the sky, the moon waxes like a disk, and the mercury-like moonlight makes the entire snow-covered valley look even more peaceful and beautiful.
In the deserted snow valley, the air was slightly distorted, and then a figure appeared.
Like a jet black dress, the sleeves of the robe are embroidered with clouds and dragons, all embroidered with gold threads. The embroidery work is exquisite and lifelike. As the night wind blows, the dragon seems to take off.
Her hair is as silver as snow, and her handsome face is exposed between her hair. Under the moonlight, she looks even more delicate and delicate, like a stroke of genius.
When he stood on the snow in the valley, even the moonlight seemed to be dimmed.
This person is naturally the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty, His Highness Mingyue.
Her eyes slowly passed over the entire valley, passing along the snow-covered and rutted official roads in the valley, and Ming Yue's eyes gradually became gentle.
It was this valley, this road, and there was such a similar moonlight that night...
Thinking of the first eye-to-eye contact with Mo Li here, the corners of Mingyue's lips couldn't help but raise slightly, "If it hadn't just snowed at that time, or we wouldn't have had a three-year appointment, it's been nearly a year.
Time, this snow valley still seems to be the same as it was that night!"
Walking confidently into the snow beside the official road, he bent down, stretched out his hands to imitate Mo Li that night, brushed off the top dirty snow, and wanted to imitate Mo Li that night and squeeze a snowball.
He had just cupped a small handful of snow in his palm, and strange fluctuations were already coming from the other end of the valley.
That's the smell of other people!
Mingyue's eyes turned cold, she stood up holding the snow in her hands and looked across most of the snow valley towards the northern end of the snow valley.
At the entrance to the snow valley at the north end, a figure like a roc flew swiftly from mid-air. It looked like a human, but it had two golden wings flapping on its side.
It is not the light wings used by the wind mystic master, but a pair of real wings. The golden feathers are dyed with a layer of moonlight, which looks very magnificent from a distance.
The sapphire blue robe flutters in the night wind, and the delicate facial features in the dark hair reveal an unruly look.
That face is no stranger to Mingyue.
The person in the portrait he had seen a long time ago had a face like this.
Mingyue recognized the person at a glance. It was the national master who had appeared in Wulan Kingdom before. Of course, the moment he saw Jin Yu, he had also determined that the other person's true identity was the Demon King.
Shu Yu, Zhuoyang stopped neatly at the entrance, and then looked into the snow valley across most of the snow valley.