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Luo Changfeng has not been seen since he returned to Jiangdu.

No matter it snows or clears up, no matter the sun rises in the east or sets in the west, he will lock himself in a separate courtyard, with a dozen iron pagodas around Jiang Manlou guarding the courtyard. Even An Hongdou will not be seen when he returns.

An Hongdou did not get involved with the iron pagoda who guarded the courtyard. He just personally delivered meals to the courtyard gate at fixed times every morning, noon and evening.

No matter whether Luo Changfeng takes it or not, it is the same every day.

Time passes gradually.

For more than ten days in a row, no more battle reports were heard in Jiangdu or other areas of Tiandong. There was no longer smoke and flames of war. The ears were clear, and it seemed that the world had suddenly become peaceful.

But everyone knows that this rare peace is an illusion and will not last long.

Because the entire army of the Yan Empire, led by the Crown Prince Yan Nanfei, arrived in Julu a few days ago.

Gathering Yan Nanfei's central army and the troops of the four princes, together with the Tianxing General Tie Leng and his reinforcements sent by the Imperial Alliance, the Yan Empire's troops stationed in Julu amounted to a million, a true army of one million

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On the other side, the Allied Forces of the Seven Nations, under the command of Jun Zeyu, also gathered a total of 900,000 troops from all directions, and together with the masters of the seven states' families and the Nanshan Bell Ringers, they headed for Julu at the same time.

The two armies are facing each other, only three miles apart!

This battle does not matter tactics, troops, or plans. The two sides choose to face each other head-on, and do not bother to use any means to do so!

This is the undercurrent hidden under the tranquility!

The battle between the Qizhou Territory and the Great Yan Empire for Dingding is imminent. Everyone knows that the brief calm is the eve of the life and death battle, the calm before the storm...

Julu City, which has millions of troops stationed there, is also very peaceful.

After Xue'er was admitted to the city, she unanimously chose to thank guests behind closed doors. Even Yan Nanfei didn't know the reason, so he had to wait for the news personally under the pavilion.

The heavy snowfall of the previous days has already melted with the clearing winter sun, and it is still the coldest month of winter. However, the severe cold north wind seems to bring some thin warmth, reminding the farming people that the earth is about to return to spring.

Xueer has been closed for fifteen days...

A clear morning.

The door that had been closed for fifteen days finally opened, and Xueer, wrapped in a red robe and fur coat, walked out of the attic.

There is no haggard or tired look on her pretty face, but on the contrary, it is extremely rosy and smooth. There is a mysterious luster in her flowing eyes, which is a little less kind and a little more indifferent than before the retreat.

During the fifteen days of hiding in isolation, Xueer did not do anything. She just used these days to think about one thing and forget about one person.

Looking back on all the things she had experienced in the past, she began to feel a little absurd and a little funny.

She is the most favored Princess Ningxue in the Yan Empire. She has been cared for by her father since she was a child, and is guarded within the palace walls by the Yan Ling Guards.

She is noble and holy.

She is smart and clever.

She has a photographic memory.

She was born with a delicate heart.

More than ten years of experience in Bailoumen has enabled her to read all the Taoist collections since she was a child, and she is familiar with the Three Books of Heaven, Earth, and Man and hundreds of schools of thought.

She was once accepted by Dean Zhuang as an entry-level disciple to inherit the mantle. Regardless of her talent for cultivation or the resources she possesses, she is much better than the famous and dazzling pearls of the same age and generation.

Even if she only has a humble and pitiful cultivation level in the Wonderful Dao realm, she will not be discouraged or depreciate herself.

Because she knows herself very well.

No matter whether she is beside her father or her teacher, whether she is beside Yan Lingwei or Brother Changfeng, she has a full sense of security. She does not need advanced cultivation and strength because she does not need to protect herself.

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This is not an excuse for her low cultivation level.

She's just a little lazy.

Too lazy to practice.

Because that would be too tiring, and also because it would take up too much time.

She likes to read, look at the scenery, admire the moon and listen to the cicadas. She is afraid that because of her spiritual practice, she will not have time to read, look at the scenery, admire the moon and listen to the cicadas.

But now, nothing matters anymore.

She has to take on an identity and forget someone.

She will never let the emperor's brother be left alone in the battle between the Great Yan Empire and the Qizhou Territory Dingding. She will fight side by side with the emperor's brother.

The reason is very simple, just because she is Princess Ningxue of the Great Yan Empire.

Xueer walked out of the pavilion.

The originally clear and boundless sky turned gloomy in an instant. Black clouds spread out along the sky without any warning, the light was gradually driven away, and darkness occupied the sky.

In this step, Xueer enters Yuanshen from the Miao Dao.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and suddenly a terrifying cold wind came in. Sand flew and rocks flew in and out of Julu City in an instant. Chickens croaked and dogs danced. Whether it was the people in the city or the millions of Dayan cavalry stationed inside, countless people looked at the steep mountains with vague surprises.

A sudden change occurred in the sky, and they were wondering what happened.

On the second step out of the attic, Xueer's soul left her body and entered the spiritual orifice.

Snowflakes suddenly fell from the gloomy sky.

Instead of one, two, three, or four flakes, the goose-feather-like snow fell suddenly. This strange weather made many people in Julu City start to panic.

Then some people think of the scene when Emperor Zun Bailou spent time outside the gate of Bailou to show off the national fortune of Yan and left the Xuezhai, and it seemed so familiar to him now.

In the courtyard of the pavilion, Yan Nanfei, who was wearing his general's sword and armor, folded his arms and looked at the sky, his thick black sword eyebrows slightly wrinkled, as if he was a little surprised.

The guests from Nanfei, the Heavenly Punishment General, the demon clan siblings, the Emperor Alliance Liusha and others all around him also expressed doubts.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

Just when everyone was confused, Xue'er's figure came into everyone's sight as the heavy snow fell.

Suddenly there was thunder rolling in the snowy sky.

After the third step fell, Xueer entered the transformation tribulation from the spiritual aperture.

A sword flew from the sky.

The sword absorbed the wind and snow all over the sky to feed on it. It cut through the void and flew back to Xue'er's jade hand with a majestic sound of breaking through the air.

The sword is groaning.

Everyone looked up again, and at this moment the sky was no longer windy and snowy, and the sky was clear, as if nothing had happened.

Yan Nanfei looked at Xue'er's face in astonishment. After a few breaths, the shock in his heart disappeared and was replaced by a smile.

A happy smile.

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When the wind and snow cleared, there was a recognition scene in the Li family's mansion in Jiangdu City.

Mr. Bai Zhiqiu, a gentleman with white clothes and silver hair, who looked like a Confucian saint, and old man Tianji, an old man with gray hair and robes, appeared together in Jiangdu City.

So a group of strong men in black robes from the Demon Sect, together with Chongyang who woke up after sleeping for five hundred years, and Zhao Gou, the green demon hand, met Bai Zhiqiu, who had disappeared for five hundred years.

So Mo Xiangqi, who recognized his ancestor and returned to his clan, met his grandfather Tianji.

Therefore, Li Xingyun, who converted to Buddhism to redeem himself from Zen Master Hongye, also met his husband again.

Whether he is a Confucian sage or a devil, the gentleman in Li Xingyun's eyes is always a gentleman.

What's more, Buddhas and demons sometimes only have one thought.

These two divine dragons, who had never seen their tail, glanced at Luo Changfeng, who was just in the courtyard, and then left without a trace.