film past life

The imperial city palace is in dire straits right now, but it has nothing to do with him. All of this has long been determined, and mortal affairs should be resolved by mortals themselves. No matter what the outcome is, it is their own choice and has nothing to do with others.

The horseshoes stomped and brought up a trail of smoke and dust. Bei Mingfeng and his party had now left the imperial city and headed towards the north of the Qisheng Continent.

Sixteen is completely different from the treatment he received when he came here, and now he has established an indirect relationship with Bei Mingfeng. Well, although he doesn't seem to be very conscious about this, Bei Mingfeng Mingfeng only thought that he had agreed to associate with him, so at this moment, he had already blatantly included him in his name.Therefore, Shiliu had to sit in Bei Mingfeng's carriage as a matter of course, and the cushioned pastries, good tea and water were offered.

At this moment, I saw him lying on the window with a pastry in his mouth, looking at the scenery outside the window, watching him while eating, mumbling and saying: "My lord, do you think the emperor is really sick now, or is it fake?" ah?"

"Whether it's true or not, it doesn't matter." Bei Mingfeng held a piece of bamboo slip in his hand, and while watching and processing it with his spiritual sense, he distracted himself and chatted with Shiliu.

"It's your father after all, so you should care about it." Well, this pastry is delicious, I must buy more of this kind in the next town, what's the name of it, um, yes, it's called Bi Leng Cake, hmmmm.

"If he is really sick, he will have his own imperial doctor, and the concubines will take care of him carefully. If he is not sick, then he has his own reasons. After all, he is the emperor, so he should control everything by himself." If you can't control yourself, you can't blame others Usurping the throne, the incompetent will naturally have to eat this evil result by themselves.Bei Mingfeng didn't intend to tell Shiliu the real situation. With this little thing's disposition, he was afraid that he would persuade him to go back to save others, and he often couldn't refuse his request.Bei Mingfeng put down the piece of bamboo slip, raised his hand slightly, and disappeared, then took out another piece of jade slip, and continued to look at it.

"That's right. There is no shortage of people around the emperor." After sixteen o'clock, he continued to eat another piece of pastry, satisfied, "The crown prince doesn't look like any of you."

Shiliu suddenly said something that didn't match the previous topic, and then turned his head thoughtfully, looking at his prince, it really didn't look like him, it felt much worse.

"How to say?" Bei Mingfeng, who was a little helpless by Shiliu's funny question, looked at his text with a smile on his face.

"Look, even the emperor looks so young, but this crown prince feels older than the emperor. This is simply against the sky." Shiliu replied solemnly.Indeed, the prince is already in his 30s, and the prince already looks like a middle-aged man, while Bei Mingjin looks like a young man in his 20s, including the third and fifth princes. They all look very handsome, the key Is still very young.

"From what you said, it seems to be the case." In fact, the prince's mother and concubine had blood on their hands and killed too many people, and those who died tragically at the hands of his mother and concubine were unwilling to die like this, so they turned into ghosts , The retribution fell on the prince.A person is surrounded by a group of ghosts all day long, and his yang energy is slowly consumed. Naturally, he will age quickly and die quickly.

It is not known who helped these wronged souls, Bei Mingfeng knew at a glance that those wronged souls around the prince had been cast a spell to hide their grievances, so that they would not be discovered by practitioners.There is probably only one purpose, Beiming Feng thought, and that is to let the prince continue to be served by these innocent souls, so that the soul can return to the underworld as soon as possible.

But in this harem, who has clean hands?

Everything the prince encountered was just because someone saw his goodness, and for it, it should not be impossible to drive away ghosts and souls, but, as he said, these are just their own luck, and no one else can interfere, and he also Don't want to interfere, it's pointless.

"That's right, I just said that my eyesight is very good." Sixteen nodded very complacently, smiling smugly.

"Well, Shiliu's eyes have always been good." Bei Mingfeng praised his Shiliu without hesitation.

"Hey, why didn't the other princes come out with us?" Sixteen persisted and continued to ask.

"Maybe they have their own affairs that haven't been settled yet." Bei Mingfeng boasted without hesitation, and felt at ease.

"Oh, that's right, then, my lord, where are we going? This direction doesn't look like going back to Nanling." Only then did Shiliu realize that the external scenery didn't look like the one when they came, and the direction seemed to be different. totally different.

"Let's go to Beimiao Country." Bei Mingfeng answered every question he had.

"Beimiao Country, isn't that very far away? Why are we going there?" Shiliu sat back on the cushion in the car and asked with great interest. This is his first time going abroad, can he not be allowed? Are you excited?

"Well, it's not close. It will take about a month to arrive." According to the walking speed of the carriage team, one month is still a conservative estimate, but fortunately, the martial arts conference will start in about three months, so he is not in a hurry. On the way, you have to walk slowly, and you can also develop a relationship with Shiliu by the way.

"It's so far away, so what are we going to do?" Shiliu was curious, very curious, Bei Miao heard that it was very cold, why should normal people go to the freezer when they have nothing to do? (Sixteen, I mean you think too much, it is too arbitrary for a name to determine the weather conditions of other people’s homes).

"Soon, there will be a martial arts conference in the Wei Han Palace, let's go and join in the fun."

"Ah, the martial arts conference, this is going to the legendary martial arts conference!!" The sixteenth excited bird, because as early as N years ago, I had heard that there were heroes gathered at the martial arts conference, and masters were like clouds, As soon as he raised his hand, the cloud turned, and as soon as he changed his hand, it rained again, but it was said to be the only large-scale folk gathering in Qisheng mainland. Ever since he heard about it, he had always wanted to go and see it. Unexpectedly, this opportunity came like this Yes, I am so lucky~

"Don't get excited, there are still three months until the official start." Bei Mingfeng petted his hand, the smile on his face never diminished.

"Oh, there are still three months~" Shiliu instantly fell to the other side of the prince like a deflated ball.

"Hehe, time flies by so fast." Seeing Shiliu showing his true temperament in front of him, Bei Mingfeng felt even happier, and kept touching Shiliu's soft and smooth hair, because It feels so good, so I keep touching it, not wanting to let go no matter what.

"However, my lord, you are a lord of Nanjiong Kingdom, why did you go to Beimiao Kingdom to participate in the martial arts conference?" Shiliu turned sideways, turned his head to look at the lord, waved the lord away and put it on his head hand.

"The Martial Arts Conference has nothing to do with the country you belong to, Little Sixteen." Moreover, his master is probably out of customs, and he is about to leave the mountain. At that time, he must introduce Sixteen to get to know the master again, he thought, his The master will definitely like Shiliu.However, I am afraid that Shiliu will be frightened by the appearance and character of the master.Bei Mingfeng smiled, Shiliu and his master are both living treasures.

"That's right, I always thought that every country had its own martial arts organization, and then, if any two countries were to fight, people from the martial arts would also participate in state affairs, so it wasn't true." I don't know who gave Ten Sixteen instilling such ideas will make him think so. He can only say that Sixteen is too simple, and others will believe what they say.

"Now I know it's not true." Bei Mingfeng shook his head, and didn't care to look at the jade slip, so he put it away and lay down.

"Yes, I see." Sixteen nodded honestly.

"This martial arts is much simpler than political affairs. When a person in the martial arts confronts each other, he will definitely fight. But when fighting between countries, there are more things to consider, so it is often for everyone to let it go and keep the peace on the surface. ..." Bei Mingfeng's voice was soft, slow, and rhythmic, telling Shiliu about the country, which is different from Wulin, and introduced the history by the way.

Then, as a result, naturally Sixteen listened, then slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.Bei Mingfeng looked at Shiliu who was asleep, got up, hugged him into his arms, and adjusted slightly casually so that Shiliu could sleep more comfortably and securely in his arms.

At the same time that they started the road to the martial arts conference warmly and happily, Yun Moling, who was sent out by Bei Mingfeng to clean up the garbage, was looking at Wei Ziran who had been chasing after him with a tangled expression.

"Junior Brother, I know that I am handsome and invincible, so you don't have to keep looking at me." Wei Ziran was still calm and elegant, waving his fan lightly.

"You, can you stop following me, I'm still busy." Yun Moling folded his arms around his chest, with a bad expression on his face. He has been unlucky recently, first he ran and found the soul, and then ran over He reported to Bei Mingfeng, and almost killed Shiliu by mistake. As a result, he was almost sent to Chaodu by Bei Mingfeng, and then, after he ran out, he was entangled by this plague god again.

"Junior Brother, you know, it is impossible for Brother Wei to leave you." Wei Ziran twitched his lips and laughed, "However, Brother Wei promises not to hinder you."

"You, you!" Yun Moling's face changed again and again, and then she seemed to give up, "Forget it, whatever you want."

"Master dares to go down the mountain with the Venerable this time." Wei Ziran said this suddenly, and it succeeded in causing Yun Moling's expression to change again.

"What's going on? It's okay if the venerable comes down. If the master comes down with him." Then he, how can he fool around? He didn't even clean up half of the garbage. If the venerable finds out those things Funny thing, this, this, do you want to do this~~~~

"Don't worry, it's only safe if the master is around." Wei Ziran saw Yun Moling's worry and comforted him.

"Why?" Yun Moling opened her eyes and looked at Wei Ziran, having never heard of the master, nor felt that the master could suppress the Venerable.

"Because." Wei Ziran smiled sideways, and changed his voice, "The secret will not be revealed."

"Wei Ziran~!"

Therefore, Wei Ziran was very successful in provoking Yun Moling's anger, and then he was successfully attacked by Yun Moling's firepower, Wei Ziran paused for a while, and then ran away~~