The Path Toward Heaven

The ringtones are very beautiful, not worse than those of today ’s May Fair, and there is no beauty that makes people smell calm. The air around Meilin seems to ripple invisible ripples and smooth the small lake. On the water's surface, apart from purifying the heart, the remnants of those formation breaths gradually disappeared, no traces.

Obviously, these formations were forcibly broken by the master of Xuanlingzong, and the master who wanted to come in had already broken in.

Xuanlingzong and Qingshanzong made good friends for generations, and Zhao Layue was a little worried. He stretched out his hand and held Jing Jiu's hand, rising from the sword.

A red sword illuminates the old garden, following the bell, and the breeze breezes, and it calms down instantly.

In the depths of the old Meiyuan, there is a small lake that is not surprising. The lakeside is a clutter of plum trees that are not beautiful, and there is a small nuance in the Meilin, which is nothing special.

The road from Lin Wai to Xiao An was stopped by the people, and the two sides were in confrontation.

"Why can't we go in?"

A woman said with a chill on her face, her seemingly thin body exudes great power.

The woman was the messenger who participated in the sword trial in Qingshan.

Standing next to her, the little girl with Qingli's face full of patience was naturally the little girl who had promised to send Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue the bell.

Standing on the stone road is an old eunuch. He may not necessarily be the arranger of the formation, but it is clear that he also wants to stop the two people of Xuanlingzong.

The old eunuch drew his eyelids and said blankly: "There are nobles in the forest to enjoy the flowers, please wait a moment."

The woman said with a sneer: "Don't think that the nobles who lifted out of the palace will scare us. When did the old plum garden become a royal forbidden place?"

Where did the little girl wait patiently and said directly: "Aunt Cui, don't talk nonsense with them, let's go in directly."

The old eunuch raised his head, his eyes flashed, and shouted, "Who dares?"

With these two words, the breath in the woods suddenly became mixed, and there were faintly more than ten figures, who could be distinguished from the breath as the strong guards in the palace.

Just as the swords of both sides crossed, a breeze suddenly emerged, and the water surface rippled again, scattering the suddenly appearing red sword light into countless maple leaves.

Jianguang suddenly converged, and two figures appeared by the lake.

Zhao Layue said, "Who dares?"

In the same two words, the old eunuch's drinking is full of power, but her tone is ordinary, understatement and no momentum.

But I don't know why, both the old eunuch himself and the palace guards in the woods felt that the two words she asked were really difficult to deal with.

In other words, no one dares to answer this question.

After saying this, Zhao Layue remembered to release Jing Jiu's hand.

The old eunuch's eyes fell on her and Jing Jiu's faces, and thinking of the red sword light, guessing the other's identity, his expression changed suddenly, and he quickly raised his hand to signal the guards in the woods not to move.

The little girl saw Zhao Layue with a pleasant smile on her face, jumped up to her, took her hand, and asked, "Aren't you at the May Fair?"

Zhao Layue said, "I'll take a look."

"You also know?"

The little girl said a little embarrassedly: "For this news, Zongli spent a lot of money and promised to be rumored, so it is not good to inform you."

Zhao Layue smiled and reached out and rubbed her head, saying that it was fine.

After doing this action, she felt a little strange, why she was so accustomed to such intimate action, subconsciously looked at Jing Jiuyi.

The old eunuch is also looking at Jing Jiu.

The extremely exaggerated face that has been described in the rumors really appeared in front of his eyes, and he knew that the description was not exaggerated.

More precisely, when he saw Jing Jiu's face, he knew that the true extreme was beyond description.

Even if he is an eunuch and he is old, it will take some effort to regain his mind and bow down and say, "Please wait a while, wait for the old slave to notify ..."

After confirming the identities of Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu, his attitude became very respectful, and he was prepared to let the bodyguard inform the nobles in the woods, but he didn't have time to say the word noble.

Because Jing Jiu didn't want to wait.

For Jing Jiu, time is the most meaningless thing, but also the most meaningful thing.

There are many things that are worth the time to wait, such as the first snow, such as the road to the beginning of the tree, such as the accumulation of sand, such as returning at the age of ten, but definitely not waiting for the announcement.

Zhao Layue is also such a person.

They walked along the stone path towards the woods.

The old eunuch was hesitant. After all, he didn't dare to stop, and he sideways gave way.

The little girl of Xuanlingzong took Zhao Layue's hand, followed him into the woods, and snorted proudly as he passed by the old eunuch.

The stone road extended deep into Meilin, and the trees were obviously sparse, but soon the scene behind could not be seen.

There is a bamboo wall deep in the woods, and the stone road passes through the bamboo wall and leads to the temple.

The bamboo wall was quiet and deserted, and it seemed that the old eunuch and the guards were not allowed in.

The woman said with some shame: "It's still the weight of the Qingshan Sect."

Zhao Layue said: "Sister Cui said seriously, the two cases have different styles of behavior."

The woman understood what she meant and thought that it was true, but it was not easy to answer.

The little girl didn't care about it, and said directly: "Yes, Momma has been talking about it, saying your mantra is too terrible, and he always asks if he wants to die, and he is too violent to act, and it makes people die. It's really annoying, Qianding. Wan told me not to learn from you. "

The woman smiled bitterly, looking to Zhao Layue to explain a few words, but unexpectedly Zhao Layue listened to this sentence, actually thought about it very seriously, and said: "It makes sense."

The little girl was surprised and said, "Sister, are you going to change it?"

Zhao Layue thought about it again and shook his head. "Although it makes sense, it cannot be changed."

The little girl opened her eyes wide and asked curiously, "Why?"

Zhao Layue said: "Because there are too many people damn and want to die in the world."

The little girl noticed that her eyes were black and white, very spiritual, envious, or yearning.

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There is a tree in front of the temple, which has already blossomed, and the petals fall under the tree.

There is no beauty under the tree.

The beautiful lady turned and looked, her eyebrows were beautiful, only slightly worse than Zhu Jingjiu, and more importantly, she looked straight and had a sense of innocence.

Such beauties are often most liked by men.

So the little girl of Xuanlingzong didn't like her, and Zhao Layue didn't like her either.

The woman stepped forward and saluted: "I have seen the concubine."

The little girl whispered beside Zhao Layue: "She is the most favored Hu Guifei."

Zhao Layue was stunned and looked again under the tree.

Just then, the beauty also looked at her.

Two eyes meet through the petals falling in the wind.

The air in front of the temple seemed to condense.