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Qiao Jin lightly dressed and boarded the merchant ship bound for the Southern Wilderness.

The thunderous waves hit the shore, and the mountains and mountains went east. Qiao Jin, who left Nanwu for the first time, sighed at the greatness of the mountains and rivers.

In his arms is a piece of white as jade scales, which is a token and amulet.

The boatman and the sailor murmured that he had not seen a single underwater monster recently, and he was indiscriminately thanking the gods and Buddhas to bless the boat safely, but he did not know that there was a dragon scale on the boat.

There is a gentle breeze on the river, and the sound of the water is long.

Looking back to the east.

"I don't know what year it will be when I go back to Wu..."

Qiao Jin went to the Southern Wilderness to find her future and destiny. The legend of female generals in the Central Plains came to an end. Many people felt regretful and did not understand why she suddenly gave up her fame and fortune and disappeared when she was already famous.

A certain white-collar worker left the small thatched hut with two oil bottles, walked for two days and rested one day, and stopped more when encountering delicious food.

It's a bit like an outpost of the Yan Army, always accurately finding the next target of the Yan Army to attack, carrying a bamboo basket and moving forward. More often, Xiao Ye is sleeping and blowing snot in the bamboo building, and Bai Yujun and Ye Zi take turns on their backs. Bamboo basket hurrying, the girl insisted on carrying her sister, Bai Yujun felt that Xiao Ye was the happiest sister in the world, because there was a sister who was willing to use her weak shoulders to carry everything for her.

"Sir~ where are we going~"

"Go eat something."

"Eat? It seems like there's a war going on ahead, and there's no food in the chaos of the war zone."

After Ziye finished speaking, he lifted the bamboo basket up, and Xiaoye slept like a little pig. Every time he ate, he would wake up quickly after eating and continue to sleep. Forget it, let Mr. help me back for a while.

Bai Yujun took the bamboo basket and put it on his back, chatting while walking.

"When I finish eating, they won't have to fight any more. There will be no wars, no killings, no more food, no place to live, and no more living. They can live peacefully every day."

"No wars...Is it true..."

Since Ye Zisheng was sensible, her memory was full of fights. The refugees were hungry and full. She had never seen a peaceful day without war. For her, the most comfortable time was with Mr. Monster.

"There will be that day, soon."

Carrying a bamboo basket to lead the girl over the mountains and mountains, she has nothing to do to guide her practice in her spare time, and the journey is not tiring.

Where is the Yanjun striker, a white-collar oil bottle arrives ahead of time, waiting for the warlord to take away the large and small dragon energy to practice. Although it has not improved yet, it has accumulated enough dragon energy. This method is more tiring than sitting in a cave. Eating medicinal pills alive is much stronger. In fact, cultivation is the process of accumulating energy and realizing qualitative change. By the way, it is necessary to understand how and what qualitative change is...

Only by understanding the essence of energy can we gain powerful power. In other words, true cultivation is actually being a scholar.

Travel during the day and rest at night.

The tent that shelters from the wind and rain has become a small home for wandering around. Comfortable wool blankets and quilts are never abandoned, and the exquisite life cannot be stopped.

During the trip, I taught the two little girls real knowledge instead of shaking their heads and reading books, such as why flowers bloom and fall, why there is enough sunshine and rain, and the soil is fertile and suitable for plant growth, the use of roots, stems and leaves of plants, and even the great contributions made by insects to the world.

From that day on, Ye Ye will never step on bugs and play...

One after another, the little warlords vanished, and Bai Yujun and Ye Zi stood aside to witness the change of power.

So far, Bai Yujun doesn't have to keep an eye on his luck and protect the Yan Kingdom every day, and his strength has gradually stabilized. Without external force, Jiang Mian is getting closer and closer to ascending the throne.

Chunyang Palace and Western religions have suspended their struggle, and keep an eye on the cultivators of various sects in the Central Plains.

In the mundane aspect, there are demon soldiers under Bai Yujun, and no matter which foreign army dares to join in, they will suffer a severe blow. At the beginning, the battle between the demon soldiers and the Chi Mang people was deliberately covered up, but most of the aristocratic clans in the cultivation world have know what's going on.

One big, two small and three greedy foodies traveled around the mountains and waters.

From the early autumn to the twelfth lunar month, many sections of the road simply take a boat to be lazy, and after the New Year's Eve, the spring rain will come.

Southern Chu.

After arriving in Southern Chu, I found that the key nodes of the dragon veins were occupied by the royal mausoleum. At least it did not deviate from the two hilltops like the ancestral tomb of the Nanwu royal family. Maybe this is the reason why the Yan army killed Nanwu first and finally killed Nanchu. Waiting to build a house by the stream, wandering around to taste the special food of Southern Chu.

It's very spicy, maybe snakes or Jiao don't like spicy food, but they can't help but want to eat it...

The arrival of a certain Jiao means that the last great prince in the Central Plains is about to be destroyed. If the Southern Chu royal family knew that a certain Jiao was close to him, they would definitely try their best to drive them away.

When the dragon arrives, wind, rain and flood follow.

So, it started to rain in the capital of Southern Chu, and it's been a kind of non-stop for several months...

I was very bored. As always, I ran outside the palace and waited for the civil and military officials to retreat to the dynasty to set up stalls to sell some private goods to make money, and to see what the famous officials and generals trained in the final outbreak of the National Games. The results are similar, some bought knives, some bought umbrellas, and two more One simply bought a flute musical instrument, once again witnessing the determination of famous officials and generals to die.

After the goods are sold out, I think it's still early. Anyway, Xiaoye Ye is still sleeping at home after going back. It's better to buy and sell for a while to subsidize the family.

The main reason is to teach Ye Ye that he cannot depend on others for everything.

The ruffians who stunned and collected protection fees, set up a stall to sell bamboo flutes and cucurbit flute of Jiuli musical instruments, superb craftsmanship and fair prices, and added thanks for the service.

Ye Ziye was sitting next to him with glutinous rice dumplings in his hands while eating and shouting loudly.

"Thank you for your patronage~ Good people have a safe life~"

A happy life, earn money to eat and sleep, watch the wind and rain, wait for the Nanchu Earth Vessel Dragon Qi to go back to Nanhuang Hua Shi'er, maybe wake up and improve again.

Bai Yujun felt that Nan Chu had the idea of ​​contacting Jiuli Heibu, just like when Nan Wu hired Chimang people to enter the Central Plains~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Maybe it was Yuecheng that made Jiuli Heibu vigilant, or maybe their high priest saw it through The trend of the Central Plains air transport, or fear of being taken advantage of by the White Department, has never dared to send troops.

Baibu is eager for Heibu to send troops to the Central Plains to fight with the strong Yan army.

It doesn't matter who suffers from the loss, Kurobe and Nakahara, in Baibe's opinion, it would be better if Nakahara and Kurobe are dead.

Unexpectedly, there is another problem...

Human beings have a strong desire for power and wealth, and can do anything. Just as Bai Yujun roamed and stayed in the South Chu country waiting for the dragon's qi to finally be drawn away, some feng shui experts who were loyal to Nan Chu were going crazy. gamble……

A certain mountain range extends from Southern Chu to the hinterland of the Central Plains. There is a deep mountain in the southern Chu region. Thousands of laborers brandish iron picks and hammers to dig earth!

Originally, the complete mountain was dug up by these people, and they planned to dig up the mountain. It was estimated that less than one-tenth of the entire mountain was excavated, and the progress was slow.

In the high shed, an old man with a white beard had a troubled expression on his face.

"The power of the heavens is unpredictable. Although breaking the dragon vein in the Central Plains can suspend the Yan Army's offensive, I and thousands of soldiers and soldiers will be punished for hard labor. Is it right or wrong..."

The consequences of digging up the dragon veins are unimaginable. No one dares to do it, but they have to do it for various reasons.

People in the arena involuntarily.

"Too many secrets leaked, crippled and blind, for the sake of human favors, human favors are like debts..."

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