Entertainment of Spring and Autumn

"The son." Entering the reporter station, Li Xiaorui and Luo Qianxue greeted them together.

Seeing Luo Qianxue, Xue Mu was quite surprised: "Why are you also in the capital?"

"Xiao Rui said that if the son wants to make a big change in Beijing, our newspapers and singing and dancing should be used."

Xue Mu blinked his eyes and laughed blankly: "If I still need you to play this role today, then I will have done nothing all these years."

Luo Qianxue said strangely: "The meaning of the son is..."

Xue Mu leisurely hugged the two guard girls on their laps, and took a deep sniff between the flushed cheeks of the two women: "I mean, if Xiaorui still wants to write a press release to tease people, It can still be done. But Qianxue, you..."

"Me, what's wrong with me?"

"You can only sing to me alone."

Luo Qianxue was taken aback, and suddenly smiled: "Yeah."

Of course, there is no reason for the woman of the auxiliary king to go out to sing, and Luo Qianxue no longer wants to sing. Once the vigor of the scenery surrounded by thousands of people passed, it would feel that this kind of scenery of myself was incomparable with the pattern of the son's footsteps on the world and affecting the world.

His own songs, Menglan’s piano, and Xiaorui’s reports are actually just one of the links for the son to realize his ideas. If you have already led the trend, you can retreat.

The girls chatted and chatted privately, and now even Zhu Chenyao thinks that the scenery is not very interesting. She did not do the Lingzhou traffic station. She is destined to take over the huge foundation of Seven Profound Valley. Follow the template that I have pursued before.

But everyone also thought in private that Xue Mu had set a very bad precedent. At the beginning, Shi Lei said that "real materials are not as good as false speculation". He was aimed at martial arts, but in fact it has expanded and is also effective in other areas. Xue Mu is now beginning to advocate the magical forging of medical arithmetic and other disciplines, which will also be obscured by vanity and vanity.

But no one would just say that to Xue Mu. People believe that Xue Mu knows better than anyone else.

Xue Mu did count, but he didn't care.

That is the inevitable result, and the human heart will always be like this. If he does not guide this glitz, it will naturally develop. His arrival at most presupposes this kind of process a little bit. If someone really wants to buckle this pot on him, just pick it up, it's nothing.

"Come with me, you two..."

"Where is the son?"

"Medicine King Valley. I have to visit Xia Wenxuan...and Shadow Wing's tombstone."

In this final battle, the court was hurt, the right path was hurt even more, and the alliance of the six realms was hurt too.

The main battlefield of the imperial court was that the Valley of the Sword was almost white, with heavy casualties. The huge arms dealer only left two or three scattered kittens. The divine machine door destroyed almost all the divine machine combat puppets accumulated over the years, which is not bad, at least it can be made up slowly.

Righteous Dao died Lin Wuya and Leng Zhu, Haitian Pavilion was half-crippled, and it was an irreparable loss. This is not enough. Wentian has also been crushing his injuries. He is old, and he has to force his injuries to conduct such a high-intensity battle. This is a life-consuming battle, and I am afraid that it will be short-lived for many years.

The Alliance of the Six Paths is not much better. Shadow Wing had all suffered a blow from the Void Purity at the time, and when he was rushed to the Valley of the King of Medicine, he had died, but Xia Wenxuan lost all his power and became an ordinary person. In addition, there are countless losses of materials in the vertical and horizontal channels, and many of them are about to cry. There were also deaths and injuries at the gate of Xingyue Hehuan, who died of disasters caused by the collapse of the sky when fighting against sea beasts and when the emptiness and evil were combined.

Xia Wenxuan was not a philosopher, but he was more severely injured than Lin Wuya's previous injuries. Lin Wuya could be injured in a single day to fight, but Xia Wenxuan could never recover. It was the result of Yaowanggu's efforts to save his life.

Blocking the evil spirit on the coastline, there are many people in the world who don’t know the existence of this battle, and maybe even some people who know this battle will think that this so-called real evil has no cards, and it was blocked and played... The destruction of the world's elites is shocking, and it is completely protecting this China with flesh and blood.

No matter what their position, they are heroes in this battle.

Xue Mu didn't know if it would be better for people like Xia Wenxuan to die like Lin Wuya. Let a tyrant who has run wild in the future can only live like ordinary people, thinking about it, life is better than death.

But when I arrived at Yaowang Valley, I saw Xia Wenxuan fishing by the sea. Xia Zhongxing was by his side, also very quiet.

Shadow Wing's tombstone was just behind the nearby hills, in a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and rivers. Ye Guying was leading a few Wuhendao high-level officials to worship. Seeing Xue Mu appeared, she waved her hand and said nothing.

Xue Mu accompanied him for a while and looked around. The expressions of Wuhendao's people were very rigid, as if they were just performing a very ordinary ceremony.

Ye Guying knew what he was thinking, and said in a low voice: "In fact, Sect Master Shadow Wing has been the only one in Wuhendao's cemetery with a spirited show for thousands of years. Everyone also remembers him very much. This is a good thing. You don't have to sigh. ."

Xue Mu nodded, these assassins were so indifferent to life and death that they no longer felt... But since they were indifferent, why did they remember them?

Ye Guying saw his confusion and smiled: "Because he knows you, and he has decided to cooperate. He is the leader who takes everyone to the correct turning point."

Xue Mu was speechless.

But this is the change. The gloomy and rigid assassin sect seems to have begun to have a human touch, and it is more and more close to the temperament of their ancestors a thousand years ago.

The Alliance of Six Paths is too white to be whiter, why does Wuhendao need to do such precarious work?

But the world is always very interesting. The alliance of the six realms is white, and there are new black versions of the magic gate, three schools and four realms, which will never disappear cleanly. The remnants of the original Jingtian Sect still have the darkest parts of the Demon Sect, and each has established a new Demon Sect. The strongest leader among them is Mieqing Dao Li Kuang... He ran away in the first battle of the capital, and now he has become the most representative backbone of the magic door.

Xuan Zhe's six gates and the righteous sects are also being suppressed. Xue Mu felt that this was probably another thousand-year-old move. How could the magic gate be eliminated... but another reincarnation.

After worshipping Shadow Wing, Xue Mu went to Xia Wenxuan and looked down at him fishing.

This is not a very quiet beach. The waves are a bit big, and it means that thousands of piles of snow are rolled up by the stormy waves. The fishing line is caught and flies everywhere. Xue Mu didn't know how to fish in this environment. Losing the force and the sense of Tao, Xia Wenxuan wanted to fish in this kind of environment. Perhaps it was a pretense that the wisher had taken the bait?

He looked at him with a carefree expression, not irritable because he couldn't catch half of the fish for a long time.

"Look at your mentality?" Xue Mu finally said.

Xia Wenxuan didn't blame him for disturbing fishing, and said casually: "I used to cover my son, but now my son covers me. This experience is quite novel and comfortable. I would like to experience it for a few more years."

Next to Xia Zhongxing, he couldn't laugh or cry.

Xue Mu also smiled. Dare to love that you are not here to fish, but to enjoy the feeling of your son standing by and protecting you.

Xia Wenxuan waved his hand: "The fall of force in the world is beneficial to evil things. I know that you like to hear and hear intellectually, so don't be emotionally pretentious. Go and go, the old man fishing has nothing to do with you."

Xue Mu gave him a meaningful look. These outstanding people in the world can probably see his thoughts, maybe even he can see through some of the laws of heaven.

"Master, here!" Xue Mu raised his head, and Xiao Qingwu stood on the bow of a ship, waving to him. Luo Qianxue and Li Xiaorui sat behind her and read a manuscript.

"Fishing slowly, you can still fish for many years." Xue Mu didn't say much, patted Xia Wenxuan on the shoulder, and got on the boat with a shake.

His gaze also fell on the manuscript for the first time: "...The painful expression of the wounded in front of him, Xiao Xiao always felt that perhaps the best medicine is Zhi Ge..."

Xue Mu couldn't help but laugh.

"It's Xiao Xiao again, can't you change your personal name?" Li Xiaorui urged: "Call Xiaorui, and I will publish it to Jingshi Lingzhou Luzhou Daily for you simultaneously."

Xiao Qingwu didn't lift his head: "It's better than the name Sanhao Xue Sheng, which is not famous...Oh, it hurts..."

Xue Mu grabbed her ears: "You foolish master and destroy ancestor..."

Xiao Qingwu smiled: "When it comes to deceiving the master and destroying the ancestor, there is no master who can do the ancestor by the ancestor. This is all because the master has set an example and taught well."

Xue Mu couldn't help but couldn't help but: "Weary and lazy girl, you can also press the master, Master has no objection."

Xiao Qingwu held a small fist to sell cuteness in front of his chest: "Master, now Ding Ding Qiankun, do you have any new works to remember?"

"There are no books, there are songs." Xue Mu said: "It is also the last song I made in this life."

Luo Qianxue came with interest: "What song?"

Xue Mu turned his head and looked at the vast sea, ten thousand waves. The afterglow of the setting sun reflected a golden light on the sea, and Xia Wenxuan's fishing line shook with the waves.

He sat down on the ship's side, tapped the beat, and sang: "The sea laughed, the tides on both sides of the strait, the ups and downs follow the waves. The sky laughs, the tides are in the world, and who loses and wins is known to heaven..."

Xia Wenxuan's hand trembled slightly and looked up at Xue Mu Gaoge's voice. Ye Guying looked up and smiled softly.

The ship has moved farther and farther, Xue Mu's shadow is blurred, singing in the waves, as if from the horizon.

"Jiangshan laughs, misty rain is far away, and the waves wash away the mundane things. How much do you know. The fresh breeze laughs, but it causes loneliness, and there is still a night photo of pride. The common people laugh, no longer lonely, and the pride is still laughing and laughing..."