As the sky was dawn, the Qing New Year and Jiang Liuer embarked on the way to Wanxing Valley with Jiang Liuer. The morning light picks the morning dew and the squeaking wind blows on his clothes.

Wan Qiuxuan left earlier than the others, but they were not worried about lack of sleep because four of them took turns driving.

One group of people was divided into two groups, one of which faces northwest and the other facing southeast.

On the way to Wanxing Valley, Jiang Liuer, who had always been optimistic, never said a word. Seeing this, Qing Xiaonian couldn't help but chuckled: "If you regret it, you still have time to lie down, but you won't look back when you arrive at Wanxing Valley."

Jiang Liuer gave him a blank look and said, "When did I ever be afraid of death?"

Qing Xiaonian said: "Then why are you worried all the way?"

Jiang Liuer looked at a picture in the east horizon, "It seems that the cool face is burning" and said, "I'm thinking that I have nothing to do. I used to say that practice for thousands of years will only bring decades of life. I have gone less than half of the past few decades and I have no way out. I think it's a pity."

Qing Xiaonian said: "Then you still regret it."

Jiang Liuer gritted her teeth and said, "Even if that's right, I still want to go with you. I'm satisfied with having a good friend like you accompany me to die with me. I'm at least able to drink with you below!"

Qing Xiaonian smiled bitterly and said, "It's obviously you who are with me."

Jiang Liuer waved her hand and said, "Don't worry about who will accompany whom. In short, it's a good thing to die together. I've been begging on the street since I was six years old. At that time, I thought about living one more day. Now I think about today, which is worth it!"

As he was talking, Jiang Liuer actually started to laugh. Qing Xiaonian looked at his face with such a happy smile, but she didn't feel any happiness.

This matter doesn't seem to be something that makes people happy at all.

Wanxing Valley is in the northwest of the capital, and it takes ten miles to get out of the city. A normal person can only walk for half an hour at most. If it were Qing Xiaonian and Jiang Liuer, they would not be able to spend an hour on their phone, but these two people did it...

The maple leaves all over the mountain are red when talking and laughing, and they are wither when autumn leaves.

This is Wanxing Valley, with maple trees all over the mountains. This group of people gather here every four years, and this year is no exception, and it is even several times more than in previous years.

Some of them are just to watch the fun, while others are not. Mavericks often have to attract more attention.

So these people who like to join in the fun also started to talk.

"Look, isn't this Shi Boxiong, the second son of Shijiazhuang? Why did he come to participate in the Ten Thousand Star Forbidden Decision? Could it be that he will die?" The man came with his companion and whispered.

"Who said no? He came to participate and was just eating and had nothing to do. Looking at the top green inlaid with the scabbard in his hand, you will know that this person is definitely a fancy dress. If people in the world usually see him as the second son of Shijiazhuang, they are still afraid of him, but if they come to Wanxing Valley, they won't be able to do this. Not to mention him, Shijiazhuang, even the little prince from any royal palace will come, they have to tighten their tails."

"Don't bury the princes of the royal palace. Although people spend all their time, they know that the flowers and wine are good. If I were the second son of Shijiazhuang, I would rather die on the woman's belly. I wouldn't want to die under the sword of this man, it's too cold!"
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