The sect is full of evildoers, but I am the eldest brother.

"Uh......"

Gu Junming was speechless. Strictly speaking, this was indeed one of the solutions.

But...

It's really too much to ask.

Of course, Gu Junming had no intention of looking down on Si Wenjun.

It's just a matter of mutual consent.

A forced melon will never be sweet!

Otherwise, Gu Junming wouldn't have escaped until now...

"It's not a bad idea, but it goes against my conscience."

Gu Junming said apologetically.

Si Wenjun was always paying attention to the expression on Gu Junming's face, but because of the mask,

There was no way to know what he felt exactly, but this brief silence had already told her the answer.

Disappointed? Maybe a little.

Who wouldn't admire the majestic and heroic Lord of the Sword?

I once secretly fell in love with you.

But the gap between them is like the moon reflected in the water, or like a towering mountain to look up to.

It can only be seen from a distance, not touched.

But this is still acceptable. The one Si Wenjun has always admired is the Master of Palm Bright Sword.

Rather than the current Gu Junming.

Besides, judging from the situation, it seems that the Lord of the Sword has completely become a thing of the past.

Put down the black sword, he is nothing...

"By the way, Lao Gu, didn't you say you would bring your sister-in-law to show us?"

Shangguan Zimo calmly came to Gu Junming's side, stood shoulder to shoulder, and mentioned intentionally or unintentionally:

"How long has it been taking?"

"You can't run away this time!"

"What brother-in-law? You're talking nonsense."

Gu Junming glanced at Ji Cang behind him.

Seeing that the other party was indifferent and seemed to be thinking about something, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

With a slightly annoyed tone, he replied, "Just a good friend. Don't spread rumors!"

After hearing this, Si Wenjun already had an idea in his mind.

To be favored by the Sword Lord, she must be a responsible woman, right?

Gu Junming looked around.

There is no need for them to intervene in the remaining matters, the Dalong Dynasty can handle it on its own. As for Xiaoyao Tower...what the second in command promised has nothing to do with the third in command!

Besides, he has been away from Xiaoyao Tower for many years and is no longer the third in command.

Even before he escaped, to be fair, Gu Junming himself didn't help much.

The success of Xiaoyao Tower today is all thanks to Shangguan Zimo, and has nothing to do with him.

"Brother."

"here I am!"

Gu Junming nodded, feeling relieved, and said, "Things have come to a happy conclusion. It's time to go back."

Zhang Daoxu smiled brightly, "As you say."

The original purpose of arriving at the imperial city was to find the dragon vein.

At this point, although there have been many twists and turns, the goal has been achieved as expected.

It's time to end this journey.

Seeing that Ji Cang was no longer causing trouble for him.

Si Wenjun......

It seems that no one has been held accountable for what happened that year.

Gu Juming exhaled a breath of foul air, raised the black sword, looked down at the curtain, and expressed his sincere gratitude:

"Thank you so much this time. Next time I go to the Central Plains, I will definitely repay you in person."

The black sword trembled slightly, making a "clang" sound, then it automatically separated from Gu Junming's palm, rushed into the sky at an incredible speed, and disappeared into the distant sky in an instant.

The aura on Gu Junming's body also weakened instantly, falling from the other shore realm to the spiritual realm, and finally all his spiritual power dissipated, returning to his mortal body.

The broken divine bridge, the desolate other side, and the curse from the creatures outside the world.

After so many years, Gu Junming has long been accustomed to it.

With such a group of lovely junior brothers and sisters around, it doesn’t really matter whether I recover or not.

people.

The most important thing is to live in the present and be happy.

Gu Junming bowed to Si Wenjun, and then called Xiao Jianxin and Zhang Daoxu over.

They walked around Si Wenjun who seemed indifferent and headed towards the gate of Cantian Palace together.

"Aren't you going back to Xiaoyao Tower with me?" Shangguan Zimo quickly followed and tried to persuade her to stay.

"Oh yes, I almost forgot!"

Gu Junming seemed to suddenly remember something, took off the jade mask on his face, revealing the dark face underneath, and casually threw the jade mask to Shangguan Zimo, chuckling:

“Wearing a mask for too long can easily lead to losing yourself.”

Shangguan Zimo looked at the jade face in his hand in silence.

There was no response for a long time.

Seeing this, Gu Junming curled his lips and added, "I'm old and forgetful. You have to take good care of the jade mask for me!"

"Maybe...it might be useful in the future."

Gu Junming waved his arms without even turning his head.

Looking at him leaving without any preparation, Ji Cang's fingers twitched.

This is a great opportunity.

If he were to take action now, no one would be able to stop the Dragon Emperor from capturing the Sword Lord.

But in the end, Ji Cang still chose to remain silent and let Gu Junming leave.

Shangguan Zimo gently twisted the jade mask in his hand, then suddenly shook his head, unable to resist laughing. He took off the gold mask, and said, as if sighing, as if with a hint of nostalgia:

"This guy is still the same as before."

Si Wenjun covered his chest, feeling upset.

Since senior sister has spoken.

This time, I'll just let him go...

What happened next had nothing to do with Gu Junming and the others.

Walk out of the Chantian Hall.

Walking in the ruined and dilapidated palace.

The ground was stained red with blood and corpses were piled up in a mess.

The three of them kept quiet tacitly along the way, and they also met the national defense general on the way.

Baili Dengfeng squatted in front of him, stretched out his hands to close the eyes of his former subordinates, his expression gloomy, unable to hide his sadness.

Even when Gu Junming and others passed by, the general acted as if he was turning a deaf ear to them.

Then Gu Junming and his friends met the Crown Princess and the young princess again.

At this time, the little princess had already woken up with the help of He Xiangu, but she looked dying and weak.

Seeing Xiao Jianxin's heavy mood, the little princess did not cry out.

"Xia Qing, you are free."

Ji Xiaqing was startled and looked back, but could only see a back figure...

Afterwards, the three of them arrived at Xuanwu Gate.

This time, they were going to walk out of the palace gate with dignity.

But when they saw the scenery outside Xuanwu Gate, the three of them were stunned involuntarily.

Especially Gu Junming.

While being surprised, he suddenly burst into laughter and strode towards the white-haired man.

A large group of soldiers were lying outside the Xuanwu Gate.

There were endless wails.

In the distance, the twenty-four-section Overlord Mace in the hands of the General Zhenguo had already broken. He was half-crouching, with his long hair scattered on his shoulders, and a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. He looked extremely embarrassed.

Dugu Ao sat alone on the steps, gazing at the rising sun, his empty sleeves swaying in the wind.

Gu Junming came over and patted his shoulder with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work."

Dugu Ao had noticed the three people a long time ago, but he remained the same as before, without showing any extra emotion.

Even when Gu Junming patted his shoulder, he acted as if he didn't see it.

"Could this be him?"

Zhang Daoxu raised his eyebrows.

"Let's go."

"This guy is always like this, he is very frugal with words."

Gu Junming had no intention of staying to exchange pleasantries. After a brief greeting, he led the two of them away.

"Come back often if you have nothing to do."

Gu Junming paused slightly, but did not stop.

But when the first ray of sunlight fell, the smile on the face of a certain dark-faced man gradually deepened, showing his carefree attitude.