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Chapter 242: The rivers and lakes are always there (the end of the snow)(1/2)

That day outside the northern city, immortals fell like rain.

There is no more fairy court behind Tianmen.

It just becomes another human world, and the people in it can no longer live forever.

Then, a man in red clothes fell down and was caught by Li Yuaxe, who took him back to Wudang Mountain. There was also a child named Yu Fu on the mountain.

After that day.

The martial arts heroes have since disappeared from everyone's eyes.

After that day.

The decisive battle of Liangmang ended with Liang completely swallowing Beimang's 400,000 troops.

Then in March, Xu Fengnian's army marched straight in, pointed directly at the Beimang royal court, broke through the capital of Beimang Empress, and held a ceremony at Beimang Langjuxu Mountain.

After more than half a year, the Central Plains finally ushered in a great unification unprecedented in thousands of years.

This time of unification, even the grasslands outside the Great Wall of Beimang were included in the territory.

Since then, the war in the Central Plains has been brought to an end, and the national destiny of Daliang is flourishing.

…………

There is a small town.

Wang Xianzhi died here.

The first person in the ages to bring catastrophe to the world has been in seclusion here for half a year.

According to legend, there is another disciple of that man here.

Now that the world has declined to the point where only second-level masters can stand at the top, this small town has become a nostalgic place for people in the world to reminisce about the great conflicts of the past.

Logically speaking, the restaurant in this small town was the disciple of the man who created the catastrophe throughout the ages. No matter what, no one in the world would forgive him.

But strangely, no one from the martial arts world dares to come to this small town to pick a fight, and this town has almost become a forbidden area for martial arts circles.

No one from the martial arts community is allowed to set foot there.

"If you ask why, it's because the shopkeeper on our third floor is the emperor's sworn brother. The emperor has decreed that no one dares to make a mistake."

A storyteller was taking pictures in a restaurant and said.

Even though the others had heard it many times, they still subconsciously looked at the ordinary man at the counter who was settling accounts.

The decline of personal power in Jianghu naturally led to the growth of temple power.

In the past, Cao Changqing entered Tai'an City three times. The land gods could fight thousands of warriors by one person, and regarded the imperial power as if it were nothing.

It's completely different now.

It only takes thirty to fifty elite soldiers to kill the top martial artists in the world today.

Today's warriors can only be praised for their physical fitness, and they can no longer draw the vitality of heaven and earth and achieve the glory of the world.

"So, according to what Mr. Zhou said, it seems that what Zhou Taiyi did was not entirely a bad thing. At least it was a great good thing for the rule of our emperor. No more heroes will use force to break the law.

"

The drinkers on the surrounding tables were drinking wine, and one of them said with a smile.

These people are the most ordinary people. They have not felt the changes that the great catastrophe has brought to ordinary people, and they even feel that the world is getting better and better.

Now that the emperor has unified the country and is convinced by the whole world, it is obvious that a prosperous age unprecedented in history has arrived.

The storyteller stroked his beard and smiled, saying: "Indeed, that has nothing to do with us. I just want to tell you about those wonderful characters and stories."

Someone shouted from below: "We have finished talking about the last Liangmang battlefield and today's Jianghu. We have agreed to talk about the Jianghu anecdotes from sixty years ago today..."

"Okay, let's talk about it."

The storyteller slapped the case, gathered everyone's attention, and said with great enthusiasm: "Previously I talked about the war outside Jubei City, and also talked about the world of our era. Today we will talk about a century ago.

What a joy and romance, tell me, that long roar, the majestic green-robed swordsman with thousands of swords..."

The atmosphere in the restaurant became lively and everyone applauded.

The ordinary man who settled the accounts seemed to have a smile on his face. After finishing the accounts, he also took a bench and sat on the second floor to listen carefully.



It was getting late, and after the day's hard work, the residents of the town drank some wine in the restaurant, listened to stories for a while, and then most of them went home.

At this time, a carriage stopped outside.

A man walked out of it, and another boy in white, but the boy looked sickly and weak.

The driver helped the young man in white down.

The boy in white coughed, smiled again, and said, "No need to help me."

When Wen Hua saw the two people outside the door, his eyes were filled with tears.

"Ping'er..."

He quickly stepped forward to greet him.

At this time, a voice from the side laughed and said: "When you saw your junior brother, you forgot about your other dead brother. Do you know what crime this ungrateful son deserves!"

Wen Hua looked over and saw that this elegant man was none other than Xu Fengnian.

Today's Emperor of Great Liang.

Wen Hua looked at Ping'er, turned to Xu Fengnian and said with gratitude: "Xiaonian, thank you for taking care of Ping'er these past six months."

Facing Xu Fengnian, he rarely laughed, but sincerely thanked her.

Thank you Xu Fengnian for taking care of Ping'er.

During the battle in Liangmang, Ping'er broke through the land of fairyland on the battlefield.

He is the youngest land immortal in history.

After four years of studying martial arts, he entered the land of immortals.

But Ping'er achieved success on the battlefield, and therefore suffered countless injuries.

Although he killed a thousand and nine enemies with one breath that day, his breath was completely gone afterwards, leaving unspeakable serious injuries while killing the enemies.

But compared to the two masters who died on the battlefield, not dying on the battlefield is already the best thing.

Xu Fengnian was not joking at this time and said slowly: "Ping'er joined my camp when she went to conquer the Central Plains. She has helped my Xu family too much. I should take care of him."

Only Xu Fengnian, who is today's emperor and has the power of the whole world, can have enough good medicine and famous doctors to prevent Ping'er's injury from getting worse as much as possible.

Wen Hua nodded and couldn't help but thank Xu Fengnian.

After all, Ping'er and he are both Mr.'s disciples.

The battle with Mr. ruined everyone's career. Xu Fengnian is willing to take Ping'er to the capital and take good care of her under such circumstances. This kind of friendship can be seen.

Xu Fengnian was slightly silent at this moment, and then said: "Actually, apart from Ping'er helping me too much, there is another reason, that is, it was Zhou Taiyi's intention to let me take care of Ping'er."

Wen Hua was shocked.

Mr. meaning.

Xu Fengnian said leisurely: "After the battle in the sky that day, Zhou Taiyi left leisurely, but before leaving, he asked me to take care of Ping'er for him for a while. He will come back to pick up his disciple one day."

"this……"

Wen Hua couldn't help but get emotional, "Mr. will show up again."

Since that battle, Zhou Yi has completely disappeared from the world. No one knows where he has gone. Some even say that he has already ascended to another realm after devouring the vitality of the human world for thousands of years.

Now, from what Xu Fengnian said, he would actually come to pick up Ping'er again.

Xu Fengnian glanced at Ping'er at this time, with a complicated expression on his face, and said: "To be honest, Ping'er's condition is not optimistic. Although he has been carefully nursed back to health by various famous doctors and medicines in the past six months, his injuries are still getting worse day by day.

I'm afraid only Zhou Taiyi can save him in this world."

Wen Hua couldn't help but look at Ping'er, his eyes red.

Ping'er, the injury was so serious.

Ping'er coughed slightly, smiled, and said: "Brother, don't worry about me. I came here specifically to see you today. Speaking of which, we have never had a drink together. My husband said that I was too young and wouldn't let me drink."

, now I finally have a chance.”

Because he has grown up.

"But how can you drink with your injury?" Wen Hua said immediately.

Ping'er shook her head and said, "Whether you drink or not, the injury will still be the same. No matter how bad it is, it won't be much worse."

Xu Fengnian said silently: "Let him drink a few drinks."

Wen Hua thought about Ping'er's injury, which was getting worse day by day, and she might not be able to survive her husband's arrival.

How could he refuse this final request?

So, at this moment, Wen Hua looked at Ping'er with tears in his eyes, and said with a tearful smile: "Okay, drink, senior brother will drink with you!"
To be continued...
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