This battle between Xu Beiyou and Akihab is far-reaching, not only about the future of Jianzong and Daomen, but also about the general trend of the world in the future.

The sword patriarch Xu Beiyou, who has just held the Ascension Canon, is going to kill the head of the Dao who is about to soar to teach the real autumn leaves.

No one can say what the final outcome will be.

One is a young man who is coming in the New Year, and one is an old man who is dying.

The dispute between the two is not only a dispute over the sword, but also a dispute between old and new.

The Emperor.

Just after the end of a royal pre-discussion, the new king Xiao Zhinan returned to the bamboo palace with a little tiredness, clear and empty, except for a few waiting maids and a female official in charge of duty, no one else.Today, the duty is the autumn light, looking at the former princess, softly persuading: "The government is like a sea of smoke, your majesty's body is important, and there is no hurry."

Xiao Zhinan shook his head and said, "You don't have to stay here today, go back and rest early."

Autumn Guang also wanted to persuade, but seeing Xiao Zhinan's face, he obviously refused to listen to persuasion, and could only ask: "What is the value?"

Xiao Zhinan said, “Nothing is happening today.”

Autumn hesitated: “Son of yours...”

Xiao Zhinan waved his hand and said, "Go."

“No.”Autumn had to answer, and Xu Xu withdrew from the bamboo palace.

There were also a number of women serving the palace, and Xiao Zhinan said to them, "Leave only two lamps, and the others will go."

“No.”The maids also withdrew.

Xiao Zhinan returned to the chord, sitting on the purple sandalwood chair behind the book, back to the back of the chair, and slightly closed his eyes.

Counting the time, Xu Beiyou has now fought with the autumn leaves, misfortune and blessing are unpredictable, although knowing that it is useless, but how can it not be worried.

In the book before her, in addition to the one that symbolizes the spread of the orthodoxy, there are many gadgets.

A bag of money, but at this time the money is empty, the copper money in it is poured on the table, in turn.Copper money is the authentic yellow dragon year official cast copper money, full of copper, also known as brass copper money.

In addition, there is a family letter and three marriage contracts.

Among them, the marriage signature that is placed in the middle position is a signed, only the signature reads: Jiayi?The Divine Beauty as well.What does the husband want?

Qizhou.

The "army" of the crusading gate has been triggered one after another, and the fast ones are riding the wind, I am afraid that they have now reached the northwest, and the slow ones have not yet left Qizhou, and even in the Taiqing Palace of the mountains of Luanglu Province.

On the top of the tave, Zhang Xueyao is looking up in the direction of the East Sea, and Qin Mumian, who has not yet left, stands on the side of Qin Mu and asked, “Can’t rest assured in my heart?”

Zhang Xueyao sighed, "Say that you are lying, if it is someone else, but that person has been the first person in the world for decades."

After a little silence, Qin Mu Mian said slowly: "Can't rest assured that you can't believe, but you don't believe that the South can win."

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Zhang Xueyao smiled bitterly, "I can't believe anything, he is a mantle-in-law, but the power of autumn leaves is too much..."

Qin Mu Mian smiled, his voice soft, but the words were sharp and mean, "Can't you stand up after kneeling for a long time?"

Zhang Xueyao did not get angry, nor denied, and said softly: "If the sword can stand up this time, it will see the south return, and the south can stand to the end, and the sword can stand in the next hundred years."

Qizhou, Luang Luofu.

Wu Yu and Li Qinglian did not stay on top of the taole, but came to Luanglu City.Speaking of Qizhou, Wu Yu's father was here for many years, Wu Yu followed his father lived here for many years, Wu Yu first met Xu Beiyou is also in Qizhou, so this place for Wu Yu, can be described as very special significance.

Li Qinglian is different, she was born in the river capital, from the future to the north of the big river, this time to Qizhou, feel that everywhere is a novelty, pull Wu Yu walked through the streets of Luanglufu.

Now the two people walk aimlessly, tomorrow they will follow the teachers to go to Tiannan, so Li Qinglian, who is very heavy, still has some perseverance, walking slowly, "Sister Wu, what do you think of his brother?"After a lot of hard work, it was difficult to get to this point, so many people listened to him, but he was going to fight with the autumn leaves to die, if he won well, but if he lost, those people are afraid that they will be scattered immediately."

Some of God’s people are absent-minded.

Li Qinglian reached out her hand and swung her hand in front of her eyes, “Sister Wu?”

Wu Yu then returned to God and said, "Ah, he has a knot in his heart that is one, and the burden on his body is two, I have always felt that he is very tired, everything is for others, for the benefactor, for the righteous father, for the sword, for the great Qi court, even for the world's eternal life, and when he lived for himself."When he told me that he wanted to be a man, but after he became a man, it was better to be at ease when he was not yet a man."

Li Qinglian thought about it and said, “Just think about it, it’s true, you have to ask him what he likes?”It seems that there is nothing, no play, no chess, no fondness, never painting, all day long is fighting with people, or on the way to fight, but he is not a person who likes to fight with people, but he also wants to reason with others, talk about rules, he is not tired, I look tired.

Wu Yu stopped and said softly, "He's five years, it's like someone else's fifty years."

In the palace, there are only three.

The three are three generations, the longest stream of the year is the dust generation, the owner of this place Wang Mu Dao is the leaf generation, and Xiao Dao Gu knows that cloud is the cloud word generation.

Since the stream of dust came to the Taiqing Palace, the Taiqing Palace can be described as full of guests, all the high people like across the river, really let Wang Mu Dao's hand busy, but now all the high people have left, and let Wang Mu Dao can breathe a little sigh of relief.

At this time, the stream dust is in front of the huge Daozu statue, pious and incense.

Wang Mu Dao stood on one side.

Know the cloud is behind the stream dust, she is not qualified to smell with the creek dust this teacher, Bozu, can only be unkindly put together with his hands, and read words in her mouth.

When the stream dust was finished, he got up straight, saw this look of the little sister, and asked, “Who are you worried about?”Is it autumn?Or the north?”

The cloud did not answer, just silent.

The stream dust asked, “If the autumn leaves died at the hands of Xu Beiyou, what would you do?”

The cloud is speechless.

The stream smiled and finally asked, “If Xu Beiyou died at the hands of the autumn leaves, what would you do?”

She still didn’t speak, but this time she shook her head.

Others may not believe him, but she believes him.

He will not die.