I have nothing but luck

After all, the arms can't beat the thighs.

The same applies to Xie Huan.

It is a big event for Xie Rongjiao to break through the realm and become a saint. Xie Ronghua put down the never-ending political affairs at hand, cut off the tongues of civil servants, and rode alone with Lu Binwei to Fengling City with a knife.

He watched Xie Ronghua's quick eyes and hands quickly rushing up to support himself who was dizzy with anger, his eyes darkened, and he heard the three people surrounding him, or Jiang Jingxing's flattery, perhaps Xie Rongjiao's rare soft words, Maybe Xie Ronghua tried to persuade her with a good voice, in an orderly manner——

I only felt that these voices mixed together and became a buzzing of sparrows, which made Xie Huan think in a daze: who am I, where am I, and what am I doing?

Obviously, I am the serious owner of this place!

It's a pity that the world is so cruel.

Before Xie Huan broke free from the encirclement of the three people, touched the hilt of the sword, and intended to show them the remaining prestige of being a feudal master, Zhu Yan came slowly from a distance.

Xie Huan immediately let go of the hand that was about to touch the scabbard, and tried to squeeze a smile on his face that was stiff due to anger. His eyes searched around, and fell on Lu Binwei, who looked the most bullying and the most reassuring.

In fact, it is indeed the best bully.

Xie Huan squeezed out the crowd of three people, coughed lightly, and said to Lu Binwei in a dignified way: "Actually, I think this is a good time to celebrate. They are unreliable if you don't say goodbye to them on the first day of the new year. I will leave it to you to organize the grand ceremony." Here you go, since you have done it yourself and the first-year junior high school students, you must have experience."

After Xie Ronghua succeeded to the throne, he and Lu Binwei immediately held a joint ceremony, and all matters were handled by Lu Binwei.I don't know how many hairs I lost, but anyway, the grand ceremony was completed with all the excitement and excitement.

From then on, Lu Binwei was honored to be promoted from the evil concubine who wrecked the country that others pointed out in private to become the demon empress who wrecked the country and could be scolded in memorials openly and aboveboard.

Congratulations, tears.

He, the justifiable Fengling City Lord, is very busy.

It is also very tiring to change patterns and run to the virtual and quiet every day, trying to be solemn in order not to appear frivolous with Zhu Yan, and on the other hand to be funny and not boring.

After Xie Huan, Lu Binwei, who leisurely watched the fire from the other side, and watched the excitement gradually froze.

Why did Jiang Jingxing have to work on his marriage?

Why did he spend all his energy to help a deadly enemy whom he had disliked for half his life, and watched him so triumphantly showing off in front of his eyes that he could vomit half of his heart.

How hard do you think about yourself or how masochistic you are?

Lu Binwei kept an awkward yet polite smile, and at the same time tried to struggle: "Here, father-in-law, a country cannot live without a ruler for a day. They must stay in Fengling City for a long time on the first day of the junior high school and go back after the grand ceremony. , I have to go back to Hojing early to take care of government affairs."

Very concerned about the country and the people, very selfish.

As Lu Binwei spoke, he felt that his chest was straightened up, and even the smile on his lips widened.

While Jiang Jingxing was busy whispering and biting his ears with Xie Rongjiao, he did not forget to take time out to give him a gloating and mocking look.

It seems that Lu Binwei's tragic future has been predicted.

Very aggravating, very deadly enemy.

I saw Xie Ronghua waved his hand indifferently: "It doesn't matter, the left and right communication talismans are worthless, and the communication talismans used for government affairs are not in the way. Only you are here to make people feel at ease. If you don't hesitate to deal with the surname Jiang, I am afraid that I will lose face and lose face." In front of the world."

After all, he is the emperor of Beidi, how can he not lose face?

It's really touching.

Lu Binwei recalled in a trance that when Xie Ronghua accepted his self-recommendation for the first time, he also had a smile on his face, and he was brighter than Chunguang: "I happen to be short of a deputy commander who can plan strategies and sit in the army. If you come, I can rest assured."

It has been many years, but Xie Ronghua is still firmly bound by the same sentence.

No prospects.

Lu Binwei despises himself.

However, Lu Binwei carried the word "True Fragrance" into his heart, he spurned it, but he acted neatly and swiftly. After giving Jiang Jingxing a hard look, he hurriedly turned around and went to prepare.

It's tiring to be a character in the army who is strategizing.

He'd better go back to Haojing honestly to be the demon queen who would bring disaster to the country, and he would never be able to complete the approval, wishing he could race against life to compare the length of the memorial.

When Xie Rongjiao came out, there was a lot of commotion, Zhu Yan and Xie Ronghua were in charge of the place, but each went to do what they should do, organizing the grand ceremony, organizing the grand ceremony, returning to the City Lord's Mansion, and returning to the Taoist temple.

Xie Rongjiao and Jiang Jingxing walked leisurely on the way back to the courtyard.

As for Xie Huan, of course, taking advantage of this once-in-a-thousand-year opportunity, under the guise of discussing Xie Rongjiao's Grand Ceremony, he and Zhu Yan went back to the virtual meditation.

The door of Xujingguan has been opened 30 times in the past [-] days in January for Xie Huan.

"After I was sanctified, I entered the environment Xie Li set up in the tower, and saw a trace of his soul."

Xie Li just chewed these two words in his mouth, as if he was reciting a soul-stirring, twisting and twisting legend.

No wonder the celestial phenomena of Ah Ci's pilgrimage came out, and they still stayed in the tower for a long time.

Jiang Jingxing said in his heart that I don't care if you thank you for leaving, thanking you for joining, thanking you for your group, and thanking you for your circle. I just want my Ah Ci to be fine.

Of course, it is obviously impossible for Xie Rongjiao to mention Xie Li for no reason, Xie Li must have said something important to him, so Xie Rongjiao specifically mentioned it.

Jiang Jingxing said with a smile: "Why, is the real person very—"

He suddenly got stuck.

In the legends of the world, Xie Li seemed to be born to transcend life and become a saint to save the world. He was indeed the most favored saint among thousands of people for thousands of years, and his body was covered with golden and legendary labels.

But he didn't even mention his temperament, beauty or ugliness, and what he likes or dislikes.

As everyone knows, Xie Li is also a human being.

People should have something to live for when they live in this world.

But there should always be something alive about something that one has a little something to live for.

Jiang Jingxing forced out an adjective that has been tied to Xie Li for 2000 years: "Isn't it legendary?"

Xie Rongjiao thought about it for a long time, and remembered that Xie Li seemed to be more handsome than ordinary people, but he seemed a little colder, but he didn't swagger and embroider the words "I am a legend" on his clothes, so he shook his head and said: "He Show me an astrolabe."

Jiang Jingxing's eyes lit up for a moment, and he seemed to be talking about his life with this first Fengling City Lord who had never met before, discussing the essence of his study of Ziwei in the past ten years.

Then it's very likely that Xie Li will roll his eyes and look back in anger, desperately refusing to believe that this young man who has nothing but good looks can become a saint.

God has no eyes, nothing more than this.

Xie Rongjiao looked into Jiang Jingxing's eyes, and said coldly: "There is no unique secret book, no secret recipe, just a very common disk."

A very ordinary disc.

Xie Rongjiao thought that Xie Li might prefer others to call his natal chart that way, compared to the ups and downs of words like "Punish six relatives, saints in troubled times".

An ordinary natal chart, experiencing life and death parting, love and hatred, unrequited love and countless joys, anger, sorrows and joys that all ordinary people will experience, and finally walks towards the end of life with regrets like all ordinary people.

It's just a pity for ordinary people, but there is still a hope, hoping that after a hundred years, the children and grandchildren will come to respectfully place three pillars of fragrance on their grave, and bring the good news of the safety of the children and grandchildren and the prosperity of the family to make themselves smile.

However, Xie Li's regret, has long since followed the origin of the name of Fengling City, with the lighting of the eternal lights, and with the accumulation of mountain ranges around the city, it has been floating forever between the heaven and the earth, even if the saint's honor, turning over Clouds and rain in their hands are no different from ordinary people who have no power to restrain a chicken, and they are powerless.

"Then the first Fengling City Lord is really—" Jiang Jingxingsi and Xie Li, who rounded up and counted as half of their ancestors, hurriedly corrected their words and said sincerely, "I am very interested in the art of magic."

He tried his best to keep a trace of time spanning 2000 years, just to show future generations an ordinary disk, Jiang Jingxing didn't think he really understood what Xie Li was thinking.

Maybe this is the so-called legend.

It would be great if he could pass on this idiocy to Ah Ci in his blood, Jiang Jingxing sighed deeply, so that he and Ah Ci could have a hearty talk about crape myrtle at night by holding a candle, how carefree it is

etc--

It was a waste of good time in the evening to talk about Ziwei.

In this way, I still have to thank the first generation of Fengling City Lord for not passing on this bit of instinct to Ah Ci.

Jiang Jingxing suddenly felt grateful for the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

Rao Xie Rongjiao knew Jiang Jingxing like the back of his hand, so he couldn't figure out his twists and turns of his thoughts for a while, so he shook his head lightly to throw away all kinds of thoughts: "But these are not important."

The dead are dead.

This sentence is cruel, but it is also true.

The story of Xie Li and his various regrets are still in the time more than 2000 years ago.

Powerless.

But the story between him and Jiang Jingxing has just begun, and there is still a long, long way to go.

For some unknown reason, Xie Rongjiao said: "The phoenix aura in my body is naturally to be passed on to future generations, so as to prevent another catastrophe in the world."

Jiang Jingxing really wanted to cover Xie Rongjiao's mouth and say something childish, but unfortunately his mind was preoccupied with the messy things at night, he couldn't do it for a while, and his hands were a step behind.

Xie Rongjiao's eyes became vivid, and the smile on his lips was slightly narrowed: "At that time, I must leave two discs for future generations to see."

Jiang Jingxing was confused.

But it didn't hinder his joy: "This is very good, but if you don't tell future generations what's on the plate, A Ci, wouldn't it be embarrassing for you as an ancestor?"

Jiang Jingxing took advantage of the momentum and stepped forward, persuasively: "Why don't you study Ziwei with me?"

Although time at night is precious and should not be wasted lightly, there is always time to spend during the day.

The world in the eyes of the holy land has always been very idle.

Xie Rongjiao froze.

After a long time, he nodded slowly and reluctantly.

Maybe waiting for my soul after 2000 is too boring, and I can also use this as a conversation material for future generations to listen to.

It's fun to think about.

Xie Rongjiao tried his best to search for a reason to comfort himself.

Jiang Jingxing held Xie Rongjiao's hand, feeling an irresistible urge.

I want to run to the Xie family ancestral hall immediately to offer some more incense sticks and more pots of melons and fruits to Xie Li.