May 17th, cloudy.

It is appropriate to build a net and marry.

Avoid breaking ground and repairing.

The rain is still falling.

The drizzle fell like silver threads, floating in the sky.

The buildings around Yingui Pai were gray, and the trees along the bank turned into hazy shadows in the rain, like a splash-ink painting, quiet and distant.

Queen Zhu Yuyan was sitting in this painting-like scene, and her figure seemed to have become the scene.

Time has not left any trace on her face. Looking horizontally and vertically, she looks youthful and radiant, several years older than Huanhan.

She has a pair of beautiful eyebrows slanting into her temples, her eyes are as black as paint, and she is very energetic. She has a figure that can make many men in the world fall in love. With her soft and white skin, which is like being carved from flawless white jade,

Really amazing.

But at this time, such a beauty had died, and was sitting in the mountains and forests, in front of the tomb of the evil king Shi Zhixuan.

It seems that he was constantly entangled with the evil king during his lifetime, but when he died, he was willing to be his companion.

Jiang Dali was wearing a black cloak and leather armor. He stood in front of the tomb like a fine steel sculpture and looked at Zhu Yuyan's lying corpse. He felt quite strange.

He was the one who killed the evil king Shi Zhixuan.

Zhu Yuyan brought the body back and buried it here.

Now he was standing in front of Shi Zhixuan's grave.

Zhu Yuyan was once his enemy, but the last person he saw before his death was him.

It turns out that in the face of life and death, all grudges and hatreds are just passing clouds. In the end, there is nothing that cannot be let go and nothing that cannot be let go.

Zhu Yuyan only said a few words to him before she died.

One of them was "Take good care of Huanwen!" Most of the time, he was talking to himself and talking about past events.

When a person likes to talk to herself, it means she is old.

Queen Yin is indeed old. She looks like she is only a few years older than Huan Huan, but she is actually seventy years old. It is not only her injuries that caused her death, but also the loss of her vitality. Her lifespan has been extinguished. At most, she can still live.

In one year, it is difficult to cure the disease with medicine or stone.

Therefore, in order to ensure that she can die with dignity and leave the most beautiful side of herself, Queen Yin would rather choose to die in advance.

Jiang Dali didn't respond by agreeing to take care of Huanhua until the other party died.

Because before he solved his ultimate secret, he was indeed not ready to face a new life.

Although the extreme ruthlessness and affection allow him to face everything calmly, once he really makes a certain decision, he can't guarantee whether he will be bound to it.

Bond——

This is something that keeps breaking.

How can I add another layer of fetters to myself?

Perhaps when he was willing to put on the shackles and accept the fetters, he finally got tired.

There was no way he could make it in this arena, and Dali finally got old and lost his strength.

But that day was definitely not the beginning stage of the current struggle for hegemony...

Huanwan's ethereal figure swept over in the spring rain at this moment, looking at Zhu Yuyan's body that was sitting quietly, silently.

All the female disciples of the Yingui Sect knelt on the ground and burst into tears.

Although the Queen of Yin usually seems majestic and stern, she is actually very kind to her disciples. Many people in the demon sect think that they are ruthless and unscrupulous villains, but in fact they are also human beings with rich emotions, love and hate.

There is intolerance.

Bian lived up to his expectations, Lin Shihong and others were all in tears, but Huanwan did not cry.

Jiang Dali asked, "Your master is dead, and you don't look sad?"

Huan Huan said, "You don't have to cry to be sad, you don't have to laugh to be happy, and you don't have to get someone if you love them."

Jiang Dali was speechless, nodded and said, "Great sorrow has no tears, and great sound has no sound. You are right. People who are too dedicated sometimes seem to be heartless."

Huanwan said, "What about you? Can a person who is too ruthless still seem to be devoted?"

Jiang Dali smiled casually, looked at Zhu Yuyan's body and the evil king's grave for the last time, turned around and said, "I just want to be a person with a body like a floating cloud and a heart like a lake, who can do whatever he wants and have no worries...

"

Huanwan sighed quietly in her heart, of course she knew what Jiang Dali was thinking.

All men in the world may not be able to resist her.

But it definitely does not include the unruly village leader.

She can ignore all the men in the world.

But it definitely does not include the leader of the village who looks down upon the world.

She can't keep this man.

It can only fly out like a kite.

And the only thing she can do may be to give up, or perhaps to hold on.

I am tired of flying the kite outside and want to come back one day.

The premise is that the thread connecting each other is still there...

Fortunately, she is not lonely or sad.

Because she knows very well what kind of people the village leader needs, people who are valuable and not useless vases.

And she has embarked on a new path.

The future development path of the Yingui Sect will be more unique and independent.

Who says women can't conquer the world?

Who said that women cannot control the imperial power?

Half a day later.

Jiang Dali and the others, wearing bamboo hats and raincoats, rode away on an eagle under the watch of many Yingui disciples.

Many players of the Yingui sect have not yet gotten over the "somewhat sad" news of the death of their former sect leader, and have to accept the fact that their uncle has also said goodbye and left.

However, Jiang Dali's operation of cutting leeks before leaving deepened the intimacy among the Yingui players and resolved a lot of resentments.

"Our uncle came and left quickly, and he didn't take away our faction leader. Fortunately, he taught us some martial arts skills."

"I think our faction leader is in trouble. There have been rumors in the world that our faction leader has been relegated to the cold palace. Now my uncle has run away with two beautiful girls."

"On the contrary, I think our faction leader is more stable. After all, our Yingui faction's power is not small and can help Heifeng Village Master a lot. As long as Heifeng Village Master needs us, he will definitely not be able to throw away our faction leader.

Side."

"Hey, it's difficult. Our sect leader's competitors are not simple either. Except for Wang Yuyan, a silly and cute martial arts master with a similar background, others like the Eastern Cult Leader and the Qin Demon also have their own sects."

While the players were discussing quietly, Huanchi Chi was standing on the ridge of the roof, her white clothes fluttering, looking at the direction where the magic eagle was leaving with a look of loss.

But her eyes gradually became firmer, and her temperament became full of majesty, as if at this moment, a new Yin Queen was officially born.

The wind blows and the clouds roll around the mountain, and the fallen leaves and flowing water leave no trace of the stones.

Is the end of the world far away? Not far!

People are at the end of the world, so how can the end of the world be so far away?

When she loves someone, she doesn't have to be together, just like a woman can live a wonderful life without a man.

...

Four days later.

Yuan Dynasty.

Sword Forging City.

Sword Forging City was originally a solemn and majestic place, but it definitely cannot be said to be a lively place.

But it was very lively outside the Sword Forging City today!

People from all over the world who received the news came to see the grand event.

The Sword Forging City is also very lively.

Continuous banners embroidered with sword-shaped patterns fluttered in the wind, making a hunting sound, stretching from the east end of the city wall of Sword Forging City to the west end.

Half of the nearly 50,000 sword-making city disciples have returned.

Thousands of the disciples formed a majestic and orderly queue and stood in two rows outside the gate of Sword Forging City, as if to welcome the most important distinguished guests.

The person who can make the Sword Forging City in the Yuan Dynasty, which can almost compete with the Supreme Alliance, put up such a large array to welcome him, is naturally a top big shot.

Many people who came to see the excitement even thought that even if the current emperor of the Yuan Kingdom came in person, he might not be able to make the sword masters of Sword Forging City put up such a formation to welcome him.
To be continued...