Southern Territory.

The night wind is biting.

Zhao Yun finally landed on the small island and finally came to the old tree. He thought that the Dragon Concubine was still alive, but he didn't know that the princess of Daxia had already set foot on the road to hell a few months ago.

A life for a life.

It turns out that this is how he survived.

in the dark.

No crying.

There are no words.

Deathly silence.

He stood quietly like a statue carved in stone. It was unknown whether it was because he had sacrificed his life span or because the dragon concubine died for him. His waterfall-like black hair gradually gained a few strands of silver.

The atmosphere is depressing and straight-forward.

At this moment, even the little fog spirit became extraordinarily well-behaved, with its big eyes rolling around. It still had fresh memories of that night, when Zhao Yun was injured all over and fell from the sky into the sea of ​​fog it created.

What was he wondering about before? There was one more person who was confused.

Tonight, it understood that it was the method of space movement of the Nine-Tails lineage.

Why!

The devil was also there, lamenting in his heart.

The Dragon Concubine whom I had been searching for so hard had disappeared into thin air a few months ago.

What's even sadder is that Zhao Yun didn't know until today.

No one could figure out how Ye Jihen survived.

Now that the confusion has finally been solved, behind the suspicious group is the soul of a woman. She asks what love is in the world, and how can it lead to a life and death commitment? He is alone and has never been in love. From ignorance to the deepest level, what kind of feeling is it?

Do you really want to interpret the state of mind through life and death?

Why!

Kyuubi looked up at the sky, looking for a bright star.

No one knows better than it how much Concubine Long envies Wushuang of the Chu family. Even if she dies, there is still Zhao Yun who remembers her. On this night, she finally became the person she envied most.

No one bothers me.

The night was still eerily quiet.

I don't know when I saw someone flying across the sky.

When passing this small island, some people once looked back.

"That man looks so familiar! He looks like the Holy Son of Tianzong."

"I'm afraid you saw it wrong."

"It's better to hurry up and hurry up."

"Master Shangyang's 300th birthday cannot be late."

Accompanied by the sound of discussion, passers-by gradually drifted away, and even after walking a long way, they did not forget to look back.

Zhao Yun finally had some reaction and walked out of the island alone without saying a word.

early morning.

The warm sunshine pours down.

Today's Southern Territory is very lively, because Master Shangyang's birthday has spread all over the world. All the famous forces or families have been invited. Even if there is no invitation in hand, there are still people rushing forward.

Minato, he kept saying the same thing, just to ask for a drink.

Shangyang Island is shrouded in mist and mist.

In the depths, one can hear the sound of drums, harps, and shengxiao, and can see women dancing gracefully. The jade tables are arranged in an orderly manner. The spiritual fruits on the tables are crystal clear, and the aroma of wine permeates the whole place. How luxurious it is.

"The head of the Gongsun family has arrived."

"A small gift is not respectful."

"Quick, please come inside and have a few more drinks today."

Visitors from all over come frequently, and their identities are not simple.

There are too many powerful families, all descended from the same line of ancestors.

Not only the Southern Region, but also many forces from the East China Sea came.

They were all empty-handed, and all the big spenders were too embarrassed to take the items that were not very popular here. They just picked out any of them, and they were all priceless and rare treasures.

The atmosphere is very warm.

Too many people gathered together to chat, and there was endless laughter. Those who knew it was someone holding a birthday banquet, but those who didn’t know thought it was a grand event? I am afraid that in the eyes of the world, Shangyang’s prestige is worthy of this event.

At this grand gathering, one can see at a glance that no one present is a respectable person.

Today's Shangyang is really full of glory.

Compared to how ferocious he was when he ransomed people, he now looks really kind and kind. How can he maintain the good image of a reclusive senior if he doesn't act well? On the surface, he is indifferent to fame and fortune, but in fact he enjoys being respected by others.

I feel like, otherwise, such a big scene wouldn't have happened.

Who knows how many people he invited.

I am afraid that more than 99% of the forces in the Southern Territory will come.

The huge Shangyang Island is already crowded with people.

"How many birthday gifts do you need to receive?" Many old guys sighed secretly.

"A total of 30 billion was spent to redeem Lin Rong, don't we have to get some interest back?" Too many people whispered in their hearts, but they only dared to say in their hearts that there are some things that you just need to understand.

, if you have to bring it out and make fun of it, then it is just for excitement. That guy from Shangyang is very vindictive.

"When I aspire to become the Tianwu Emperor, I will also hold a birthday banquet like this."

"Forget it, your life is about to end. Let's prepare for the funeral first!"

Wherever there are a lot of people, there is always a shortage of old magic sticks, either holding their hands or stroking their beards, gathering together to talk nonsense, and while talking, they don't forget to take a look at the mountains of birthday gifts.

Each piece is a rare treasure!

The Tianwu realm still has appeal. With just an invitation, someone will obediently come and give gifts. In a world where the strong are respected, fists are the last word. If you live in the Quasi-Heaven realm, there won't be such a big scene.

"The saint of the Yan family has arrived." Just as he was saying this, another shout came from outside.

Many people looked sideways and saw Yan Ruyu, followed by two old men.

The entire southern region knew that the Yan family was getting married to Shangyang Island, and many people knew that her Yan family had no choice, either to marry someone else, or the Yan family would be exterminated. The world was so cruel.

Yan Ruyu looked indifferent and found a seat in a corner, sitting there like an ice sculpture. She didn't want to get married, let alone attend a birthday party, but she had to get married and she had to come.

As a saint of the Yan family, this is the path she should take and the mission she should shoulder.

Why!

The two old men of the Yan family sighed. Although they also sat down, they buried their heads. Most of the time, they just forced a smile and were too embarrassed to look at Yan Ruyu. The Yan family was in decline, and they had to marry a saint to keep their peace.

, it’s really embarrassing!

"Today, it's a double happiness for Shangyang Island." Someone whispered.

"This is true." An elder stroked his beard, "I have heard that Master Shangyang will take advantage of the birthday banquet to select Lin Rong and Yan Ruyu for marriage, and the wedding date has probably been set."

"Yes, you have to prepare a share of the money." Too many people looked sad. Master Shangyang's favorite grandson is getting married. Do you dare not to follow the etiquette? It's okay if you don't, then you will be taken special care of in the future.

On the other side, Lin Rong has appeared and goes straight to Yan Ruyu.

His every move attracted the attention of the whole audience.

This was the first time I saw Lin Rong since the kidnapping day. One of his torn off arms had been pinned down. He was dressed in white, but the folding fan in his hand was swinging rhythmically, and his smile still made people feel like a spring breeze.

But everyone who understands understands.

This is not a good thing. I often bully men and dominate women.

It's just that he has a good grandfather to take care of him. So many people still think that he is a handsome gentleman? He is also a match made in heaven with the saint daughter of the Yan family.

"Sister Yu'er, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much." Lin Rong said with a smile.

Yan Ruyu was like an ice sculpture, and she only nodded politely to Lin Rong's words. If there were not too many people watching, she would not even move. The Yan family on Shangyang Island suppressed her so miserably, she would not

Swearing at your mother gives you face.

Her indifference made Lin Rong very unhappy, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

But today was a big occasion, and he didn't have an attack.

He is not in a hurry at all. When needed after the marriage, he will let Yan Ruyu live and not die.

"The fourth prince of the Yuan Dynasty has arrived."
To be continued...