"Senior Brother, please make your sword light brighter. Junior Brother, remember to use the Sword Technique behind me later to summon the phantom of Ten Thousand Swords. Junior Sister, stop playing around. Xiaoyu is coming. Are the petals ready?"
"Miss Su Ling, I... Like you." After finishing her words, she sheathed her sword. The flash of light from the sword illuminated the two people's eyes looking at each other. At this time, thousands of sword shadows appeared behind Xia Zhe, carrying peach blossom petals that covered the sky, and hugged her.
The distance between the two of them made each other's hair blow in their breaths.
The mountains were covered with heavy snow, and Princess Jiyue, with a hint of coldness, broke into the deep mountains where Xia Zhe Qingxiu was practicing, and also broke into the heart of this little Zhenwu Taoist priest.
With the help of his junior sister, Xia Zhe decided to go down the mountain and start the long journey to chase his wife.
Even if Princess Jiyue's brother-in-law is the emperor, her nephew is a marquis, and her cousin is an old prince with a heavy army, he still wants to be with her.
He wanted to use all his Zhenwu disciples to pursue his sweetheart.
After passing five passes and killing six generals, I finally caught up with him... The younger nephew raised his troops to seek power and usurp the throne, and neighboring countries invaded aggressively.
Mountains and rivers are shattered, rivers and lakes are in turmoil, and each is at the center of the turmoil. Will we forget each other in the rivers and lakes, or will we achieve positive results after all the disasters?
It depends on the author's mood.