The 31st birthday of the king was very dull.

The Tianlong people focus on the top ten birthdays. Even the king of the country cannot enjoy too many privileges.

At most, it was just a bit of food and drink, and the civil and military ministers offered gifts and flattered them.

But the Spring Festival is different.

Every year during the Spring Festival, the Tianlong Tower will host all the ministers. When the envoys of the vassal state come, they can also attend the banquet.

In the land of Jiuzhou, billions of people are decorated with lanterns and colorful flowers to celebrate the New Year.

The four major war zones are no exception.

The soldiers stationed on the border line each received a red envelope, a bowl of hot dumplings, and could eat sausage and bacon at noon.

Xu Yi allowed the soldiers in southern Xinjiang to go home in batches to visit their relatives. During the Spring Festival, they should stay with their families and reunite with their families.

And the soldiers of the Southern Xinjiang who have no home are their homes, and their comrades around them are their families.

The royal palace in the southern border is full of colorful lanterns.

Everyone gathered together to eat and drink, and this colder night became very warm.

"When I was a child, I was looking forward to the New Year because I had new clothes to wear during the New Year and could eat meat. My friends used firecrackers to fry the cow dung all over the floor, so it was so exciting." Xue Cang said with a smile.

Hai Dongqing flipped his hand and threw something at Xue Cang.

After Xue Cang caught it, he realized that it was a box of firecrackers.

"We have enough cow dung in southern Xinjiang. You can go and have a look." Haidong Qing said.

Yichen said: "You quartermaster officer are not stingy with cow dung."

"Hahaha..." The group of people laughed.

Xu Yi sat next to the white clothes, picked up a piece of tender beef in her bowl, and said, "Eat more."

Baiyi said: "Get fat."

Xu Yi said: "Don't panic."

Everyone felt that the food on the table was completely lost.

"My king, I am the New Year, can you not abuse dogs?" Fei Wu said in pain.

"You are blind tonight." Xu Yi pointed at Fei Wudao.

Fei Wu stood up and bowed, turned around and left.

"Feiwu, where are you going?" Yan Fei asked frowned.

"I'll lie down to the toilet." Feiwu replied.

Yan Fei frowned again: "Why are you leaving so strangely?"

"Because I'm blind."

Everyone was stunned, and then a burst of joyful laughter broke out.

After eating and drinking, everyone dispersed.

Hai Dongqing and Qiansu didn't know where to hide.

Xue Cang and Lang Dao left with their arms around each other.

Yan Fei took advantage of the alcohol and pulled the ghosts and monsters away, saying that he wanted to discuss the skills of the generals with them.

Xue Yizhen and Yichen made an appointment to play chess.

Fei Wu was temporarily scared and was dragged to the sand table for practice by Long Ming.

When Hu Zhe returned to the Hu Ben Army's camp, he had to drink and spank with the Hu Ben Army's people.

Xu Yi and Bai Yi went to Xianyun Mountain where Bai Yi lived, and sat in the yard, looking at the crescent moon in the sky, and looking at the fireworks blooming in the night sky in the distance.

Drinking the fairy in heaven sips, Xu Yi turned his head and looked at the white clothes sitting next to him sewing clothes, enjoying the tranquility at this moment.

"The Tianlong Li has finally entered 200 years. It is not easy to be peaceful and prosperous today." Xu Yi suddenly sighed.

Baiyi held a needle and rubbed it gently on his hair with the tip of the needle, continued to sew, and said, "I found a strange phenomenon."

"What?" Xu Yi asked.

"After so long, I haven't seen anyone celebrate your birthday. Do you have the habit of celebrating your birthday?" Baiyi asked.

Xu Yi smiled: "The moment we stepped into southern Xinjiang, we will be on our birthday."

"Why?"

"We celebrate our death day."

White clothes: "..."

This sounds a bit funny, but after careful reminiscing, it is full of sourness and pain.

yes.

The peace of the Tianlong was exchanged for blood from the warriors from all directions.

It doesn't matter if they come to this world that day.

What’s important is, when they leave and why.

"How do you celebrate your death day?" Baiyi asked again.

"Drink."

Xu Yi said: "Drinking, one cup toast the past, one cup to tomorrow, one cup to life and death, one cup to yourself, one cup to be loyal souls, and one cup to those who live."

"Is this the reason why you drink when you're fine?"

Xu Yi laughed again: "In the history of southern Xinjiang, there was no war on which day? Didn't anyone die?"

Not to mention the distant future, the southern Xinjiang has been in a vast world for ten years. Every day is full of golden swords and iron horses, every day is full of blood, and horses are covered with corpses.

Therefore, every day is a death anniversary for southern Xinjiang.

The death day of the comrades will one day become their own death day.

White clothes nodded.

"Where is you? What is your birthday?" Xu Yi asked.

Baiyi shook her head: "I don't know, I'm also included in southern Xinjiang, so let's celebrate the death anniversary together."

Xu Yi said: "You won't die."

"Will you become an old witch?"

"It's better than death."

The more you are used to life and death, the more you are afraid of life and death.

Baiyi smiled and stopped talking.

Xu Yi put down half a bottle of wine and stretched out: "For these days, you have been sewing clothes for nothing. Why do you sew so many sewing? One soldier in southern Xinjiang is one piece? Then you really have to become an old witch, otherwise there would be not enough time."

Baiyi picked up the stone beside her and threw it over.

Xu Yi reached out and grabbed it in his hand and threw it away.

"I'm sewing clothes for you, spring, summer, autumn, winter." Baiyi said.

Xu Yi was stunned and his eyebrows frowned: "Do you want to leave?"

“Sometimes, it doesn’t matter whether you want to think or not.”

Xu Yi stood up and walked to Baiyi, bent down slightly, and approached his face.

With eyes facing each other, Xu Yi's eyes were full of anger and domineering: "You don't want to, no one in the world can take you away from southern Xinjiang."

"This world is very big." Baiyi said softly.

"I can hold this world for you." Xu Yi's expression was extremely serious.

Baiyi avoided Xu Yi's eyes: "You will step into the battle against Long Lu."

"You can see this?"

"yes."

"You hope so?"

"no."

"Then I will unplug my armor and return to the field, and let's go back to Xianyunjian."

Baiyi met Xu Yi's eyes as deep as the sea again: "You don't understand yet. Whether you break your armor and return to the field or fight in Longlu, I just miss you, you are still you."

"Then you have to accompany me! I will enter, you will accompany me to rule the world, I will retreat, you will accompany me to get rid of my armor and return to the field."

White-clothed pouted, her cheeks bulged slightly: "Why do you have to accompany me?"

"Because you are destined to be mine!"

...

"You don't need to care who I am, nor do you need to know my identity. You just need to know that you are destined to be his wife, the woman who stands on the top of this world with him."

Taiyi Gate on Taiyi Mountain, and the grass and trees in Taiyi Gate are deep.

Xu Ling looked at the slim figure in front of him, who seemed to be shrouded in white mist, unable to see clearly, but also like a goddess, and shocking waves were stirring up in his heart.

"Xu Yi is my brother! My dear brother! What are you talking about?"

The cold voice seemed to contain the emotions that humans should have: "There are two years left. Two years later, he is no longer Xu Yi from the Xu family of Bashan County, but the famous Mutian War God. You have no blood relationship with him, but have been appointed since childhood to become his virtuous support and the one who will rule the world with him."

"impossible!"
Chapter completed!