"Young Master." Entering the press station, Li Xiaorui and Luo Qianxue came out together.

Seeing Luo Qianxue, Xue Mu was quite surprised: "Why are you in the capital?"

"Xiaorui said that the young master should make great changes in Beijing, and our newspapers and singing and dancing should be useful."

Xue Mu blinked his eyes and laughed in silence: "If I still need you to play this role today, then I will have been in vain for years."

Luo Qianxueqi said: "The young master means..."

Xue Mu slowly hugged the two guards on her legs and sat down, and sniffed deeply between the two girls' cheeks, which were each red, "I mean, Xiaorui can still do it if she wants to write a press release to tease people. But Qianxue, you..."

"Me, what's wrong with me?"

"You can only sing and listen to me alone."

Luo Qianxue was stunned for a moment and suddenly laughed: "Yes."

Of course, there is no reason why a woman with the auxiliary king goes out to sing. Luo Qianxue no longer wants to sing. Once the scenery surrounded by crowds passes, she will feel that her little scenery is incomparable to the pattern of the young master stepping on the universe and affecting the world.

His own songs, Meng Lan's piano, and Xiao Rui's reports are actually just one of the steps in which the young master realized his ideas. He has led the trend and can retire successfully.

The girls chatted in private, and now even Zhu Chenyao feels that the kind of glory and soaring is not very meaningful. She doesn't do anything about Lingzhou Transportation Station. She is destined to take over as the huge foundation of Qixuan Valley. She really doesn't look down on the template she pursued before.

But everyone also privately believes that Xue Mu set a very bad precedent. What Shi Lei said at the time, "real materials are not as good as false hype." He is aimed at martial arts, but in fact, it is effective in other aspects. The various disciplines such as divine machine forging medicine and pharmacy that Xue Mu has now advocated will also be obscured by the vanity and glitz.

But no one said this to Xue Mu. People believe that Xue Mu knows better than anyone else in his heart.

Xue Mu does know, but he doesn't care.

That is the inevitable result. People's hearts will always be like this. If he does not guide this glitz, it will develop naturally. His arrival is at most just to take this process forward a little. If someone really wants to take the blame on him, then just take it, it doesn't matter.

"Let me have a walk, you two..."

"Where are you going?"

"Medical King Valley. I have to visit Xia Wenxuan... and Yingyi's tombstone."

In this final battle, the court was quite injured, the righteous path was even more injured, and the Six Path Alliance was also very injured.

The imperial court mainly on the main battlefield, the sword-making valley was almost white, with heavy casualties, and the huge arms dealers were only two or three scattered kittens. The Shenjimen destroyed almost all the Shenji war puppets accumulated over the years. This is pretty good, at least it can be made up for it slowly.

The righteous path died Lin Wuya and Leng Zhu, and Haitian Pavilion was half-crippled, which was an irreparable loss. This was not enough. Wentian was always suppressing his injuries. He was old and had to suppress his injuries to fight in such a high-intensity battle. This was a consumption of vitality and was afraid that he would have to shorten his life for many years.

The Six Path Alliance was not much better. Yingyi took all the attacks of Xujing at that time, and was sent to the Medicine King Valley quickly. Xia Wenxuan lost all his strength and became an ordinary person. In addition, the loss of materials from the Zonghengdao was countless, and most of them were almost crying. Some people were also killed and injured under Xingyue Hehuan, which was caused by the disaster caused by fighting against sea beasts and the collapse of the sky and the earth when Xujing Hesha.

Xia Wenxuan is not a Taoist, but he is even more serious than Lin Wuya's previous injuries. Lin Wuya can go to the battle in one day, but Xia Wenxuan can no longer recover. Even if he saves his life, it is the result of the long-lasting and long-term treatment of the Medicine King Valley.

Block the evil evil on the coastline. There are still many people in the world who don’t know about this battle. Some people who know this battle may even think that this so-called true evil has no cards and is actually blocked and beaten... But if you count the losses of the elites in this world, it is shocking, and you are completely protecting this land of China with your flesh and blood.

No matter what position they stand, they are all heroes in this battle.

Xue Mu didn't know if someone like Xia Wenxuan would think it would be better to die in the same battle as Lin Wuya. If a hero who has been rampant for a lifetime can only live like an ordinary person in the future, it would be a bit worse than death.

But when I arrived at the Medicine King Valley, I saw Xia Wenxuan fishing by the sea. Xia Zhongxing was by his side, and it was very quiet.

Yingyi's tombstone is behind the nearby hills, in the beautiful land of mountains and rivers, Ye Guying was taking several senior officials of Wuhendao to worship. When he saw Xue Mu appear, he waved his hand and said nothing.

Xue Mu accompanied him to worship him for a while and looked around. The people of Wuhendao all had rigid expressions, as if they were just performing a very ordinary ceremony.

Ye Guying knew what he was thinking and whispered: "Actually, the Master of Yingyi is already the only spiritual cemetery in Wuhendao for thousands of years. Everyone also remembers him very much. This is a good thing, and you don't have to sigh."

Xue Mu nodded. These assassins were so indifferent that they had no feelings of life and death... But since they were indifferent, why should they remember them?

Ye Guying saw his confusion and smiled and said, "Because he met you and made a decision to cooperate. He is the leader who takes everyone to the right turning point."

Xue Mu was speechless.

But this is the change. The gloomy and rigid assassin sect seems to have begun to have humanity and is getting closer to the temperament of their ancestors who were imprisoned thousands of years ago.

The Six Path Alliance has become so white that it cannot be even whiter. Why should Wuhendao do such a job that is in danger?

But things in the world are always interesting. The Six Path Alliance is gone, and there are also new black versions of the three and four paths of the Demon Sect, which will never disappear. The remnants of the Original Jingtian Sect still have the darkest parts of the Demon Sect, and each established a new Demon Sect. The strongest leader among them is the Demon Sect's Dao Li Kuang... He ran away from the battle of the capital, and now he has become the most representative backbone of the Demon Sect.

Xuanzhe's Six Gates and the righteous sects are also suppressing each other. Xue Mu feels that this is probably a thousand-year action, how can the Demon Sect be able to suppress it...but another cycle of reincarnation.

After worshiping Yingyi, Xue Mu came to Xia Wenxuan and looked down at him fishing.

This is not a very quiet beach. The waves are a bit big, and it is quite a bit like the waves slamming the shore and rolling up thousands of snow. The fishing lines are rolled up everywhere. Xue Mu doesn't know how to fish in this environment. He loses his force and the sense of Tao. Xia Wenxuan thinks that fishing in this environment is probably also a pretentious act of volunteers taking the bait?

Looking at him, he looked quite leisurely, and he was not irritated because he couldn't catch half a fish for a long time.

"Look at your mentality?" Xue Mu finally spoke.

Xia Wenxuan did not blame him for disturbing fishing, and said casually: "I used to cover my son, but now my son covers me. This experience is quite novel and comfortable. I want to experience it for a few more years."

Xia Zhongxing next to him was laughing and crying.

Xue Mu also smiled. It turns out that you are not here to fish, but enjoying the feeling of your son standing next to you and protecting you.

Xia Wenxuan waved his hand: "The fall of force in the world is beneficial to evil things. I know that you are interested in reason, so don't be pretentious about emotions. Go and go, I won't have any fishing for you."

Xue Mu looked at him meaningfully. These outstanding people in the world could probably see his thoughts. Maybe even he could see through some of the laws of heaven.

"Master, here!" Xue Mu raised his head, Xiao Qingwu stood at the bow of a ship, waving to him. Luo Qianxue and Li Xiaorui sat behind her and read a manuscript.

"Fish slowly, you can fish for many years." Xue Mu didn't say anything more, patted Xia Wenxuan on the shoulder, and then got on the boat in a flash.

His eyes also fell on the manuscript for the first time: "...The painful expression of the injured person in front of him, Xiao Xiao always felt that perhaps the best medicine is Zhige..."

Xue Mu couldn't help laughing.

"It's Xiao Xiao again, can't you change your name?" Li Xiaorui encouraged: "Call Xiaorui, I will publish it to the Luzhou Daily, Lingzhou, Beijing."

Xiao Qingwu didn't raise his head: "It's better than the nameless name of "Sanhao Xue Sheng... Oh, it hurts..."

Xue Mu grabbed her ear: "You are the thing that deceives your master and destroys your ancestors..."

Xiao Qingwu smiled apologized: "When it comes to bullying the master and destroying the ancestors, it is not as good as Master who holds the ancestors to sex. This is all the master sets an example and teaches well."

Xue Mu couldn't help laughing: "Laggy girl, you can also press your master to have sex, your master has nothing to do with you."

Xiao Qingwu clenched his fist and acted cutely in front of his chest: "Master, now you have any new works to remember?"

"There are no books, there are songs." Xue Mu said: "It is also the last song I have written in this life."

Luo Qianxue was intrigued: "What song?"

Xue Mu turned his head and looked at the vast sea, with thousands of waves. The afterglow of the sunset reflected a golden light on the sea, and Xia Wenxuan's fishing lines swayed with the waves.

He sat on the side of the boat, whispering lightly, singing in a singing voice: "A laughter from the sea, the tides of the two sides of the shore are surging, the ups and downs of the waves are recorded today. The sky laughs, and the tides in the world are everywhere, and who will defeat who will win better..."

Xia Wenxuan's hand trembled slightly, and he looked up at Xue Mu's voice and shadow. Ye Guying looked up and smiled softly.

The ship was getting farther and farther away, Xue Mu's shadow was blurred, and the singing in the waves was lingering, as if it came from the horizon.
Chapter completed!