Zhong Qing quietly watched Xiao Wangyun leaving.
When she was sure that Xiao Wangyun already left, she tried to call the System.
Unexpectedly, the System actually answered.
It seemed like she was really happy and asked, “How long do I have to wait?”
The System was silent for a moment, and then said, “The sooner, the better.”
“Got it.”
On the other hand, Xiao Wangyun came out of the palace with a good mood even though the Sovereign Ling Xiaozi was shocked, yet congratulated him.
Halfway through his journey going back to Xianfeng, there was a sudden thunder in the sky.
He stepped on his feet.
Xiao Wangyun looked up at the cloudless sky and saw no shadows at all.
Not far away, there was a disciple of Taoist, but they did nothing nor showed any reaction as if they did not hear this thunder, and they still continued their own businesses.
Xiao Wangyun looked cold. He spread his hand and saw that the thin red line was becoming more and more beautiful, and its length approached half of the middle finger.
He took his hand back, looked at the sky coldly, and said nothing. He turned and went to Xianfeng.
No matter what happened, he just wanted to be with her.
But Xiao Wangyun did not succeed in approaching Xianfeng.
It’s bitterly cold all year round. There’s no green trees and there’s just a never-ending cold wind.
The disciple Gu Zhuo was practicing swords day after day on the top of this cliff.
The disciples who came with him all tried to lean to a place where the cold wind was less severe. Every day they waited for time to pass and stayed until the end of the three-year period.
On that day, Gu Zhuo still practiced the most basic kendo when suddenly a cold voice came from behind, “The foundation is good.”
Then, he made a move.
The thought about the cliffs was put in order, and then the idle people were not allowed to enter.
Of course, what surprised him the most was that the voice was very familiar.
He stopped and looked at the white man standing behind him in shock.
“Disciples, meet the Emperor.” Gu Zhuo burned his inner excitement, walked towards Xiao Wangyun, and gave him a bow to show respect.
The other party did not respond and just looked at him coldly.
“Do you want to compete?” Xiang Wangyun asked coldly.
“Compete? Yes, Lord! That’s exceedingly welcome!” Gu Zhuo said with excitement.
It seemed like there was something wrong with the Emperor and the whole people which immersed in it. The Emperor was willing to guide himself in such excitement.
After a quarter of an hour, the disciple Gu Zhuo laid on the ground watching the Emperor leaving without hesitation, and his heart felt very doubtful.
This kind of thing happened in so many places.
Whether it was the elders who were there in ordinary times or the disciples who were gifted in kendo – they were inexplicably invited to fight the Emperor.
Although the final result was nothing more than resilience, but those people were still excited – fighting with such level of the strong!
The last place where Xiao Wangyun went to was Xianfeng.
Zhong Qing was waiting for him for many days at the top of Xianfeng.
When she saw him, there was no surprise on her face.
“Who are you?”
“Xiao Wangyun’s” spirit was cold as he was holding a sword and there was not a trace of warmth in her vision.
His right hand gently flicked, and a radiant mausoleum appeared around her, “It doesn’t matter who I am. What matters is that I am strong.”
“Xiao Wangyun’s” eyes lit up.
When Xiao Wangyun came back to Xianfeng, she knew that he changed again.
Those days, his abnormality, both of them were well aware, but no one picked.
Zhong Qing suddenly concluded why he did not come back immediately – because Xiao Wangyun did not want to make her feel worried about him.
When Zhong Qing saw Xiao Wangyun with the sword, she suddenly understood it.
The time was up.
Zhong Qing quietly watched Xiao Wangyun leaving.
When she was sure that Xiao Wangyun already left, she tried to call the System.
Unexpectedly, the System actually answered.
It seemed like she was really happy and asked, “How long do I have to wait?”
The System was silent for a moment, and then said, “The sooner, the better.”
“Got it.”
On the other hand, Xiao Wangyun came out of the palace with a good mood even though the Sovereign Ling Xiaozi was shocked, yet congratulated him.
Halfway through his journey going back to Xianfeng, there was a sudden thunder in the sky.
He stepped on his feet.
Xiao Wangyun looked up at the cloudless sky and saw no shadows at all.
Not far away, there was a disciple of Taoist, but they did nothing nor showed any reaction as if they did not hear this thunder, and they still continued their own businesses.
Xiao Wangyun looked cold. He spread his hand and saw that the thin red line was becoming more and more beautiful, and its length approached half of the middle finger.
He took his hand back, looked at the sky coldly, and said nothing. He turned and went to Xianfeng.
No matter what happened, he just wanted to be with her.
But Xiao Wangyun did not succeed in approaching Xianfeng.
It’s bitterly cold all year round. There’s no green trees and there’s just a never-ending cold wind.
The disciple Gu Zhuo was practicing swords day after day on the top of this cliff.
The disciples who came with him all tried to lean to a place where the cold wind was less severe. Every day they waited for time to pass and stayed until the end of the three-year period.
On that day, Gu Zhuo still practiced the most basic kendo when suddenly a cold voice came from behind, “The foundation is good.”
Then, he made a move.
The thought about the cliffs was put in order, and then the idle people were not allowed to enter.
Of course, what surprised him the most was that the voice was very familiar.
He stopped and looked at the white man standing behind him in shock.
“Disciples, meet the Emperor.” Gu Zhuo burned his inner excitement, walked towards Xiao Wangyun, and gave him a bow to show respect.
The other party did not respond and just looked at him coldly.
“Do you want to compete?” Xiang Wangyun asked coldly.
“Compete? Yes, Lord! That’s exceedingly welcome!” Gu Zhuo said with excitement.
It seemed like there was something wrong with the Emperor and the whole people which immersed in it. The Emperor was willing to guide himself in such excitement.
After a quarter of an hour, the disciple Gu Zhuo laid on the ground watching the Emperor leaving without hesitation, and his heart felt very doubtful.
This kind of thing happened in so many places.
Whether it was the elders who were there in ordinary times or the disciples who were gifted in kendo – they were inexplicably invited to fight the Emperor.
Although the final result was nothing more than resilience, but those people were still excited – fighting with such level of the strong!
The last place where Xiao Wangyun went to was Xianfeng.
Zhong Qing was waiting for him for many days at the top of Xianfeng.
When she saw him, there was no surprise on her face.
“Who are you?”
“Xiao Wangyun’s” spirit was cold as he was holding a sword and there was not a trace of warmth in her vision.
His right hand gently flicked, and a radiant mausoleum appeared around her, “It doesn’t matter who I am. What matters is that I am strong.”
“Xiao Wangyun’s” eyes lit up.
When Xiao Wangyun came back to Xianfeng, she knew that he changed again.
Those days, his abnormality, both of them were well aware, but no one picked.
Zhong Qing suddenly concluded why he did not come back immediately – because Xiao Wangyun did not want to make her feel worried about him.
When Zhong Qing saw Xiao Wangyun with the sword, she suddenly understood it.
The time was up.
