I was stolen by a bird to be my wife

Confetti flying.

All that was flying was confetti.

The fine characters and patterns, like fine snow, emit silver light, flowing down from the flying paper scraps, covering the ground like water, full of palaces, covered with bucket arches and cornices.The red walls, green tiles, and Zhuzhu curtains were unscathed by the impact. The collapse and destruction just now seemed to be just an illusion.

Long live Hong Fu Shou Lu was frightened, but the situation of being safe and sound at the moment made it difficult for this evil god to do something.

He held onto the edge of the mask, snorted coldly, and reacted, saying: "It succeeded, congratulations to Jixia Academy."

The yin and yang aura of the evil god naturally went towards Zhuo Yuan who was in the same room with him.

The former left governor of Tai Tai was silent, the thinnest part was only separated by a layer of window screen, the majestic golden light was still shining, and Dong Huang Taiyi who suddenly attacked was not far away.

There was another bombardment sound, and it felt like Donghuang Taiyi had pecked the roof with his long beak.

This time, even the hallucination of the destruction of the palace like the first time did not appear. Between the side-by-side horizontal columns, the silver characters fell like dust, but the sharp beak, which is theoretically invulnerable and harder than King Kong, did not pierce even a single tile. .

"Never fall into the city and Pingjing," Zhuo Yuan heaved a sigh of relief seeing this, "Never fall into the palace forever."

In this ghost domain, it seems to have succeeded.

After the melee between the aliens ended and the relatively stable Three Secret Realms were formed, the power to manipulate the replacement of dynasties fell into his hands. Since thousands of years ago, Jixia Academy has been preparing for this.

Pingjing, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, is a city that will never be affected by war.

Since Pingjing City has such a history, with the assistance of Jixia Academy, it will still be a city that never falls in the next millennium.

And Zhuo Yuan, as the senior brother of Jixia Academy, knows how to use Pingjing even if he defected.

The only thing that will break this historical record and shake Changming Palace in Pingjing City is that the entire Pingjing City is no longer in the Yang Dynasty and has been included in the ghost domain.

However, perhaps because this ghost domain is big enough, Zhuo Yuan feels that the life of Changming Palace is better than when he was in the Yang Dynasty.

In the three secret realms, witches and swordsmen are better at fighting.But if he is prepared like Pingjingcheng, the scribes can also compete with Jiu Ge or the Taoist and Sword Master.

"Only the Wuhui Sword is too unconventional and can suppress Shui Jun. In his eyes, the thousand-year history of Pingjing City is not much better than a layer of mist." Zhuo Yuan recalled the bright eyes floating with golden sand, and his heart palpited. "Fortunately, he has fallen into the Tsinghua Spring. In comparison, he is only an Eastern Emperor Taiyi—"

Still can't break through the Changming Palace.

Long live Hong Fu Shou Lu is not as relaxed as Zhuo Yuan.

When this evil god was young, of course he could be called both civil and martial arts, but no matter how literary he was, he was not a scribe, and no matter how martial he was, he was not a swordsman.If he had become a different person back then, he would not be the owner of Hong Fu Shou Lu Long Live now. He did not fully understand the records and inheritance of scribes, and he would not feel secure at this moment.

Besides—

"East Emperor Taiyi may be able to stop it with Pingjing, but in my ghost domain, there are still two Jiuge, Dongjun and the martyr of the country," Hong Fushoulu said dissatisfied, "Zhuo Qing, don't let it go!" Be vigilant."

"That's true," Zhuo Yuan actually agreed, "Although Pingjing is not a city, the so-called 'not falling' is the 'past'. Together with the three Jiuge, even Dafeng can stand it, just keep it. Gong, really can't deal with them."

Long live Hong Fu Shoulu has a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Zhuo Yuan said: "Fortunately, this is the official ghost town."

Outside the palace, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi couldn't attack for a long time, and seemed to give up, flapping his wings and flying away with a halo all over his body.

In the palace room, Zhuo Yuan said: "With the ability of not falling into the city and not falling into the palace, plus the ability of the officials, it should be easy to entangle those three."

The voice just fell.

Golden light shines through the window screen.

It's not that the Eastern Emperor Tai went away and returned, but that the entire sky covering the earth became brighter.

The scorching sun rose to the highest point, and in the dazzling white gold, a dragon boat with fluttering flags loomed.

***

"Here we go."

The carriage driven by the martyr stopped at a hill dozens of miles away from Yingxun Gate in Pingjing.

Even standing on a high place, ordinary people cannot clearly see the situation in Pingjing City dozens of miles away.Fortunately, the people in front of the carriage are not ordinary people, even Lu Miaoying, with clairvoyance, is not bad.

"I didn't see your son Chaoshuang," the martyr said worriedly before he said, "I didn't see His Majesty the Eastern Emperor either...?"

"Dong Jun is here." Ren Feiguang squinted his eyes and said, "Why does the dragon boat hover around the city and not land?"

Lu Miaoying first looked at the trees on the top of the mountain. When the carriage went up the mountain, she could already see jujubes and chestnuts at the foot of the mountain, but the top of the mountain was mostly pine forests, and the effect of phosphorus red was not as obvious as it appeared below.

I don't know the appearance of these pine trees yesterday, so I can't make a comparison.She thought regretfully, then raised her clairvoyance and looked towards the northern city.

"so many people."

This is her first sentence.

Starting from Queyue City, all the way to the north, there were no people on the road at the beginning, and there were more and more people on the road.

As soon as it was discovered that the war was going on, the common people didn't want their homes anymore, and they didn't collect food, so they all dragged their families to Pingjing with their mouths.So when Lu Miaoying was halfway, the worry of no one collecting food disappeared. Instead, she was worried that the people in the north would turn into refugees and gather in Pingjing City. They had food, clothing, housing and transportation, and how the court would solve it.

In her imagination, there were already many people outside Pingjing.

At this moment, there are more refugees outside Pingjing than she imagined.

The girl moved her clairvoyance and looked at the Yingxun Gate.

As the south gate, the gate of Yingxun Gate was closed tightly, and the officers and soldiers on the city wall were sharpened, and their eyes were fixed on Dongjun hovering in the sky.All in all, the imperial court seems to have no intention of coming out to appease the people.

"Why didn't Dong Jun attack?" Ren Feiguang looked at Lu Miaoying out of the corner of his eye, and asked a little too late, "In Pingjing...the ghost domain centered on Changming Palace, the incarnation of the evil god is probably someone from the deep palace." Even , the biggest possibility is Imakami, "As long as you know the identity of the avatar and kill him, won't this ghost domain be lifted?"

Killing Jinshang seems to be very simple in Changmingjian's mouth. Lu Miaoying, who lives among ordinary people and not in the Three Secret Realms, glanced at the martyrs of the country, and found that after hearing these words, the generals showed some surprise, and suddenly felt themselves out of place.

"I can't seem to get in."

The martyr replied regretfully.

With that said, Dongjun's dragon boat descended a little.

It was only a few feet away, and in the eyes of the three people on the mountain dozens of miles away, the dragon boat only descended a little bit, but it stopped as if it had hit something, stood in a stalemate for a moment, and had to float up.

Lu Miaoying saw with clairvoyant eyes that at the place where they collided, countless small silvery characters were born out of thin air, like flying snow spurting out, flickering and spilling, and after a few breaths, they melted in the wind.

The small silver characters of about a few hundred characters fell into the eyes of the girl, and for some reason they were very familiar.

She frowned, broke up the words, reorganized them, and filled in the gaps.

After a moment of silence, Lu Miaoying came to her senses and said in surprise, "It's "Pingjing Menghualu"!"

"what?"

Ren Feiguang looked back in a daze, and the martyr also expressed his doubts with his eyes.

""Pingjing Menghualu" is a memoir written by Huilong Layman during the reign of Taizu Kaitai. It records the prosperous appearance of Pingjing at the end of the previous dynasty that Huilong Layman saw when he was young." Lu Miaoying explained , "It was one of this book that prevented Dongjun from falling just now... I see, I understand, Pingjing... doesn't fall into the city, is that so?"

She quickly explained the principle, which is a strategy that scribes are used to, and Ren Feiguang and the martyrs quickly understood it.

"The new kings of the past dynasties were presided over by the Jixia Academy, and entered the Changming Palace without a fight, so there is such a meaning?" Ren Feiguang was surprised, "Could it be that the Jixia Academy has long been prepared to abandon the covenant of the three secret realms... "

"Ren Shaoxia, this method is as effective against the three disasters, so there is no need to speculate like this." Guoshang Yishi said, with a look of embarrassment on his face, "Unfortunately, it is difficult to solve it quickly at this moment, son Chaoshuang and Donghuang Taiyi. where?"

Lu Miaoying raised her clairvoyance again.

Ren Feiguang and the martyr had been watching Dongjun's movements, but she couldn't help but look at the refugees under the city wall before looking at Dongjun.

With just a glance, Lu Miaoying found that the situation had changed.

The officers and soldiers seemed to be shouting something to the refugees under the city wall?

Are you appeasing?Or do you intend to let the refugees leave?

Lu Miaoying, who originally planned to see Dongjun's response after reading it, couldn't take her eyes off, and the refugees under the city wall were visibly commotioned.

To her surprise, the officers and soldiers threw bundles of longbows and arrows down the city wall.

"This is, why...?"

Lu Miaoying murmured.

Then she watched as the commotion expanded under the city wall, the refugees looted longbows and arrows, screamed, blood, and children disappeared under people's feet.

"What is this for?!"

Lu Miaoying raised her head and wanted to ask the martyrs if there was any way to stop the turmoil under the city wall.

Just before she looked away, she saw a strong man grabbing a longbow, dressed like a hunter, regardless of whether he was in the crowd of overlapping people, he raised his longbow and shot a shot at the sky. arrow.

Orion shot an arrow at Dongjun's dragon boat? !

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"Pingjing Menghualu" pinched him "Tokyo Menghualu"