Chapter 1829 (2/2)

On this day, Ci Hang Jing Zhai, from the first ancestor Di Nihang Jingci, the contemporary Zhai master Meng Qianqiu, down to the clerks... none of them escaped Zhou Ye's poisonous hands...

Even, Zhou Ye played a trick of three generations on the same couch...Hang Jingci and Meng Qianqiu and Meng Qianqiu's disciple Jiang Lan'er were placed together...cough cough...

And the women of Cihang Jingzhai deserved to practice the most affectionate swordsmanship of Cihang... Their performance was even more unbearable than their ancestor Hang Jingci... They even raised their hands and surrendered before even one day.

As for the disciples of the Yinkui School headed by Gong Menghan...hehe...for them, this is simply compound interest distributed by their own demon...

Even when they were still begging for mercy from the women in Cihang Jingzhai, they would jump out regardless of the previous suspicions and help their former enemies bear the anger of their masters...

To a certain extent, this also made the tense relationship between the two factions more harmonious.

After this battle, the two factions have completely lost their heart to fight.

Of course, Zhou Ye did not really let the two factions merge into one, but let them each continue to lead the two ways of good and evil...

To put it bluntly, if the two factions really merge into one... then Zhou Ye should have a headache again... because that means there are too many variables in the future...

Zhou Ye was not afraid of variables, but he was afraid that these variables would change the beauties he was bound to win, and that would be boring.

After completely subduing Cihang Jingzhai, Zhou Ye got up and returned to Beijing after a half-month delay on the emperor peak...Of course, with him, there was also the first ancestor of Cihang Jingzhai, Hang Jingci...

In the year of Yong'an 76, the 96-year-old Emperor Da'an, Zhou Ye and Zhou Boyang died in Anjing Palace...

Emperor Zhou Ye of Da'an had no heirs and no clans, so after Zhou Ye's death...the world fell into a dispute.

When Emperor Da'an was in power, he spared no effort to attack foreign races, so after his death, there were no signs of foreign races invading the Central Plains like Wuhuluanhua...

When the Central Plains were chaotic, the Momen Yinkui Sect and Zhengdao Niu'ercihang Jingzhai were born. They were looking for candidates who were able to inherit the throne on the Central Plains. In the end, Da'an split into the Northern and Southern Dynasties...

At this point, Zhou Ye had completely got rid of the shackles of the emperor's throne... and could wander around again.

Chapter 2213

Chapter two hundred and thirteen

Snowy Mengshan, Youyou Emperor stepped on the peak.

It's midwinter now... The entire Yumeng Mountain has been shrouded in thick snow, and when you look around, it is covered in heavy makeup and very enchanting.

And the Ci Hang Jing Zhai on the emperor step peak is even more so.

On the square in front of the Cihang Hall, two slender figures are looking at each other...

One, about thirteen or fourteen, wearing a pale white gauze dress, holding a three-foot green front in his hand, looking at each other with a smile on his face.

Opposite her was a beautiful young woman in her twenties. She saw her-a pair of beautiful eyebrows inserted diagonally into the temple. Her eyes were as dark as lacquer, and she was very attractive. Fascinated.With her skin carved like flawless white jade, it makes people feel amazing.

”I wish my sister, the little girl is offended today...” Fan Qinghui said crisply in the little Lolita wearing a white dress, ”Look at the sword--!”

As the voice fell to the ground, I saw that little Lolita did not move, but the long sword in her hand had already lost track, and then - a sword aura struck towards Zhu Yuyan.

”Hehe...” Facing Fan Qinghui's actions, Zhu Yuyan smiled slightly, and danced lightly with her long sleeves, and then set aside the sword spirit that hit her... ”No need to be polite... It’s a family. Just let me go and let me see what is so extraordinary about Cihang Jingzhai’s Cihang Sword Classic...”

Although Zhu Yuyan said politely, her faint contempt for Ci Hang Jing Zhai also annoyed the little Lori Fan Qinghui...

With a bite of her silver teeth, she was like a rabbit, holding Sanchi Qingfeng in her hand, and rushing towards Zhu Yuyan...

For a time, one big and one small two girls fought together.