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Chapter 397 Goodbye Shi Qingxuan

The external situation is changing, and various news are shocking three times a day, attracting almost the entire world's attention, and turning everyone's attention to the land of Bashu.

Obviously, everyone knows that this will be the place where the two major forces, the Ming Dynasty and the Li clan, will compete.

This change involving the Jianghu, the court, and even the entire world will have far-reaching consequences.

Therefore, many people traveled thousands of miles to Shu to witness this grand event with their own eyes.

For a time, there was an endless stream of wealthy guests on all the main roads to Shu. Even the difficulty of the road to Shu could not stop their burning desire for gossip.

However, among the Shu army, there was one person who seemed to be out of tune with everyone else.

To say he was out of place was not because there was anything strange about him.

In fact, he was just dressed as an ordinary Jianghu knight.Although the clothes are luxurious, there are no servants around. He looks like a rich young man who secretly ran away from home and went out to practice alone.

The difference between him and everyone else was not in his appearance, but in his relaxed look, which was contrary to the way everyone was in a hurry for fear of missing this grand event.

Naturally, the person dressed as a young hero was Zhao Mingyuan, who traveled west to Shu after learning the news.

Originally, he was indeed in a hurry. Although he did not come all night, he only rested for one night in the Song family. He left the Song family mountain city early the next morning and came to Shu.

Thinking of Song Yuzhi's tearful eyes when he said goodbye, he was reluctant to leave.The two finally got married, but they had to separate again. Even in Zhao Mingyuan's current state of mind, he couldn't help but feel angry.

What a unique castle!What a great Xie Hui!

Are you just stubborn?

Are you just Fan Qinghui’s licking dog?
I let you ruin my good deeds. If you guys can get better this time, I will take your last name!
Zhao Mingyuan felt a secret hatred in his heart, and gritted his teeth and secretly made up his mind that he would never let this matter go easily.

Although it was just to express anger, the forces that openly stood up against the Ming Dynasty in Duzunbao must be suppressed and eliminated as soon as possible.

However, Zhao Mingyuan was troubled when he thought that Song Yuzhi had mentioned Song Yuhua before leaving.

Here, what should we do?

Should Song Yuhua be allowed to work with Jie Wenlong and Li first, and then get rid of the Jie family?
However, even though today's culture is more open due to the influence of the Hu people, it is no longer uncommon for a woman to remarry after a divorce.

However, in the eyes of the long-rumored aristocratic family, this is still a dirty thing, not to mention the fact that the Song family insists on the Han Dynasty.

Moreover, I heard that Song Yuhua was a traditional lady with a gentle temperament.I'm afraid that for the sake of Song Clan's face, she would rather sacrifice her lifelong happiness.

However, if the father and son of the Jie family were easily let go for Song Yuhua's sake, it would be a disgrace to the Ming Dynasty, not to mention that Zhao Mingyuan would feel aggrieved.

Oh, forget it, I don’t want to anymore.Then ask her face to face how she is.

Zhao Mingyuan stopped thinking and continued on his way.

However, thanks to the turmoil caused by the alliance between Zhao and Song, princes from all walks of life begged for surrender, and the Ming Dynasty became famous.

Therefore, in this current dispute, most people are not optimistic about Li Clan.

However, knowing that there was Buddhist work behind this matter, and that it was most likely a trap set specifically to deal with him, Zhao Mingyuan did not underestimate the enemy because of this, and kept thinking about their possible methods to deal with him along the way.

Moreover, Zhao Mingyuan got the news, and many people in the world also went to Bashu to watch the excitement.

Therefore, Zhao Mingyuan was not in a hurry.

After all, without the protagonist Zhao Mingyuan present, even if their arena had been set up long ago, the play would not be able to continue, and they still had to wait for Zhao Mingyuan to go.

What's more, the bigger the momentum of this matter, the better. It would be better to attract the world's attention to the land of Bashu, and also to provide a good cover for the Ming Dynasty's attack on Jiangnan.

To put it bluntly, as long as the land south of the Yangtze River is successfully unified, even if Zhao Mingyuan loses in the struggle between Bashu and Bashu and is captured by the Li clan, it will not be a loss.

Trading a corner place like Bashu for the entire Jiangnan, and trading a partial defeat for the smooth progress of the overall strategy, who can say that Zhao Mingyuan lost?

Of course, it would be best if we could achieve both and achieve a complete victory.

Therefore, there was a situation where everyone was in a hurry, but Zhao Mingyuan had time to enjoy the scenery along the way.

With Zhao Mingyuan's current body and martial arts skills, he is no longer limited by the terrain.

Therefore, he hurriedly walked in a straight line, occasionally visiting nearby scenic spots.Sometimes it gets late, so I just rest in the mountains.

Anyway, with storage space at hand, there is no inconvenience even if you sleep in the wilderness.

It was getting late that day, and Zhao Mingyuan walked to a mountain forest.There is no village in front of me, no store in back, and I can't find a suitable place to stay.Zhao Mingyuan simply stopped walking and prepared to rest in the forest.

However, before he could set up the tent, a melodious flute sound suddenly came from the nearby forest.

The sound of the flute floats gently in the air, carrying a distant charm.It is like a ray of breeze passing through the valley, lingering in the depths of the soul, making people intoxicated.

The distant and ethereal flute sound brings a sense of calmness and peace to people, making Zhao Mingyuan forget his worries and disturbances, listen quietly, and become one with nature.In that quiet voice, Zhao Mingyuan seemed to be able to feel the breath of nature and the flow of time.It allowed him to gradually let go of the distracting thoughts of the world, rediscover the peace of mind, and feel the beauty and infinite possibilities of life in the pure and ethereal music.

The sound of the flute suddenly subsided.

Zhao Mingyuan seemed to wake up from a sweet dream that he didn't want to wake up from, and immediately decided to climb a mountain to take a look.

Just because he knows who the player is.

The person who can play such a clear and graceful flute sound without any vulgar meaning in this world is none other than Shi Qingxuan.

Unexpectedly, I would meet her here.

Could it be that this place is not far from the Evil Emperor Temple?
Zhao Mingyuan didn't expect that he would happen to come here and bump into the plot of Shi Qingxuan using fake evil emperor relics to trap and kill the four demons of the Evil Ji Sect.

Thinking of this, Zhao Mingyuan couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

Fortunately, he arrived just in time, otherwise Shi Qingxuan might have died here, which would be disappointing.

The sound of the flute suddenly stopped. Could it be that something happened?

Could it be that the four evil heads of the Evil Ji Sect, "Reverse" You Niaojuan, "Great Emperor" Ding Jiuzhong, Zhou Laotan, and "Mei Niang" Jin Huanzhen, have already arrived?

Recalling the beautiful figure that left a deep impression on him last time, Zhao Mingyuan couldn't help but speed up his pace.

With Zhao Mingyuan's deep inner strength, the sound of the flute was clearly audible even though it was separated by mountains.But now it is not easy to rush to the place where the performance is played immediately.

The mountain road is rugged, and the straight-line distance may only be a few miles, but if you walk along the mountain trails, it is very possible to go around for dozens of miles.Even if you directly use your inner strength to walk in a straight line over mountains and ridges, it will still take a lot of time.

Of course, this is the method of ordinary people in the world. Zhao Mingyuan naturally has other options.

Thinking that Shi Qingxuan might be facing life and death danger, if he were a little slower, he might witness the beauty disappearing in front of him.Zhao Mingyuan didn't want to experience such a bloody plot.

That kind of racing against time to appear at the most dangerous moment may indeed win the favor of a beautiful woman, but Zhao Mingyuan doesn't want to take that kind of risk.

Therefore, Zhao Mingyuan no longer bothered to hide the fact that he could fly. With a strong push of his feet, he reached an altitude of dozens of feet. He stretched his arms and held his sleeves in the wind, hovering high in the sky.

After identifying the direction, Zhao Mingyuan easily located a small temple on the edge of a cliff several miles away.

Then, Zhao Mingyuan swooped down like an eagle hunting for prey. In a few breaths, he arrived in front of the small temple and landed lightly on the ground.

With Zhao Mingyuan's five senses, he could easily detect that there was no sound of fighting nearby, and there was only a faint sound of breathing and heartbeat in the temple. It must be Shi Qingxuan waiting here.

It seemed that he was not late.

Only then did Zhao Mingyuan feel relieved, crossed the threshold and stepped into the temple.

The lights suddenly came on.

Zhao Mingyuan took a closer look and saw a woman with long hair hanging down her waist, her back to him, lighting an oil lamp on the Buddhist altar dedicated to the Bodhisattva.

It was already the time to light the lamp, and the light dispelled the darkness in the temple, allowing people to clearly see the broken and peeling Buddha statue, covered in dust, and a desolate and lonely place.

But that tall and beautiful figure with black hair like a waterfall made the ruined temple on the barren mountain shine brightly, almost turning it into a fairyland.

She turned her back to the door, staring at the dancing flames on the wick. Her upper body seemed to melt into the light of the oil lamp. It not only reflected the softness of her cloud-like hair, but also made her sharp shoulders look more graceful. Graceful lines.

Just her slim back makes people feel her mysterious and mysterious beauty.

Such a beautiful figure is rare, even in the world of the Tang Dynasty, it is unique.

This beautiful shadow had lingered in his dreams several times, and Zhao Mingyuan naturally quickly confirmed that it was undoubtedly Shi Qingxuan.

We parted ways in Dongping, but now we meet again, many years have passed.

Time flies and the years change.

Now that fate has brought them together again, it is obvious that they are deeply connected.

In this case, Zhao Mingyuan will never let her go easily this time and let her leave.

Since Zhao Mingyuan didn't do much to cover up, Shi Qingxuan should have heard his footsteps and breathing before lighting the lamp.

However, she probably didn't know the identity of the visitor, and just thought he was an unrelated person who happened to be passing by.

In recent times, there has been an endless stream of wealthy people coming to Shu. Shi Qingxuan thought that the visitors were also such people, so she entered this place by mistake.

Therefore, she began to persuade him, hoping that he would leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible to avoid being harmed.

Just listen to Shi Qingxuan's soft voice: "This hero, if you just pass by by chance and hear the sound of the flute, the little girl will advise you to stay away immediately, otherwise you will be involved in unnecessary grievances."

(End of this chapter)