Jiang Beichen hopes that his relationship with Wang Xuewu can develop in a good direction.

But now, there is less and less room for recovery.

The next day, Wang Xuewu prepared to take Diao Yulan back to the sea of ​​clouds, and Jiang Beichen hurriedly went to the airport to see him off when he heard the news.

"When you are finished, shall we go back?

Let's go get the divorce! "

Outside the terminal, Wang Xuewu said to Jiang Beichen, with a calm expression on her face.

There is no resentment, and there is no more indifference, as if already relieved.

Jiang Beichen felt a little pain instead. He wanted to save a few more words, but in the end he said: "Okay, when I finish this paragraph, I will go back to Jingzhou to see my uncle and grandpa!"

"Well, no matter what, Yunhai is your home!"

Wang Xuewu bit her Zhu lip and said. After saying this, her eyes were a little red, and she quickly turned around, not wanting Jiang Beichen to see it.

"Xue Wu..." "Don't say it anymore! Let's do it, there are some things that we can't decide, can they?"

"At least we have loved each other!"

After Wang Xuewu said this, she pulled Diao Yulan, dragged her luggage, and walked towards the boarding gate.

"Jiang Beichen, you scumbag, you wait, wait until you return to the sea of ​​clouds, to see how you face your grandfather and Xuewu's father, you must divide our wealth into half!"

Diao Yulan was still chattering until she entered the boarding gate.

Looking at the plane taking off outside the window.

Jiang Beichen's world was finally quiet.

Quiet is a bit strange, and a little lost.

In his heart, he had already regarded Wang Boren's family as his relatives. If he really divorced Wang Xuewu, he didn't know how long this relationship would last.

Uncle Wang will not recognize himself in a fit of anger.

Thinking of this, Jiang Beichen panicked for no reason.

Even if he has stood up to the ground, an extremely human minister, even though he already has a huge wealth.

But in his eyes, the most precious thing was the love he had with the Wang family.

At the end of life, he really wants to go back to the past if he can. At least, everyone is still a family.

"Junmen, the day after tomorrow is the battle of Xuanwu, but just now the Wumeng side suddenly handed over the news!"

Just when Jiang Beichen was thinking, a tall figure walked over and put clothes on him.

Jiang Beichen frowned slightly and asked, "What news?"

Zhao Qun hurriedly said: "They changed the location of the martial arts competition and moved from the Xuanwu Gate to the Vermilion Bird Gate. I don't know what kind of tricks these people are doing!"

"Ok?

Xuanwu Gate changed to Suzaku Gate? "

Jiang Beichen frowned slightly, and to be honest, he didn't quite understand what the Wumeng was doing.

Isn't it just a venue for martial arts, is it necessary to change?

"Perhaps it is on Suzaku Avenue. The vacant land is bigger. It can be opened up. The battle of the League was on Suzaku Avenue!"

Zhao Qun subconsciously analyzed.

Jiang Beichen shook his head, "No, it's not that simple! It's going to be a martial arts contest soon, everything depends on strength, and the other party doesn't need to make a fuss about the contest site!"

"Go drive, let's go around Zhuque Street, I want to see what they are so tricky about!"

Jiang Beichen said coldly.

When the two came to the outside of the airport, Zhao Qun drove the car over, and the two got in the car and went straight to Suzaku Street.

Zhuque Street is located in the south of Sijiucheng. In Sijiucheng, an ancient area full of cultural relics and buildings, it can be regarded as a relatively prosperous area.

And usually here is also overcrowded, with shops on both sides of the street, and business is booming.

There are many small vendors with big umbrellas in the open spaces on both sides of the street.

The street stretches to the east and west to the quieter houses around the palace gate. There are constant pedestrians on the street, but ordinary cars can't get in.

Along the stone road along the moat, some people ride electric bicycles, some ride shared bicycles, and some children are roller skating, stopping to watch the scenery in the river.

With the tall tower as the center, there are row upon row of houses on both sides, including tea shops, wine shops, foot shops, butcher shops, temples, public houses and so on.

A place full of fireworks without losing its ancient charm.

But when Jiang Beichen set foot here, there was a trace of faint anxiety in his heart.

He scanned the surroundings carefully, trying to confirm the source of this uneasiness.

But nothing happened.

"Could it be an illusion?"

Jiang Beichen couldn't help frowning, thinking that he was guessing.

Zhao Qun couldn't help but smile and said, "Junmen, are you too sensitive? With your strength, you still need to fear the group of people in the Wu League?"

Regarding Jiang Beichen's strength, he was much more profound than the alcoholics.

His family's military gate is in Youzhou, but it was the one who killed the saints, and even the four immortals in the north shivered. What is the mere Wu League?

Jiang Beichen shook his head, "I haven't fully recovered my skills now, and I have been careful to sail the boat for ten thousand years. After all, there are too many people relying on me now!"

Jiang Beichen sighed with a cautious expression on his face.

People who should be offended now are basically offended. If he has an accident, Bai's Cai and his friends from all walks of life in the martial arts will probably be liquidated. This is not what he wants to see.

Zhao Qun nodded, "What the military door said is, let's take a look inside. It is said that there are sugar sellers at the Vermillion Bird Gate. That's an old craft, it's better to take a look!"

Jiang Beichen couldn't help but smile. He didn't expect that the great master Zhao Qun would actually have such a hobby.

"Let's go, go and have a look!"

Jiang Beichen took Zhao Qun with his hand and walked towards the city gate.

After a while, he came under the city wall.

Jiang Beichen looked at the surrounding buildings with blinking eyes, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Such a grand layout is absolutely impossible in other places.

The ancients built the imperial city here, absolutely after careful consideration. The four or nine cities are located at the very center of the entire Yandu. This center was not determined by oneself, but was found along the dragon vein.

When I thought that when the old Zhu's family settled down, they must have found an expert outside of Fang Fang. The extraordinary method of seeking dragons and acupuncture points was definitely not possible.

At this time, the sun was setting, and the spring was warm and cold, but at the Suzaku Gate, it was as warm as spring.

Jiang Beichen took a look around the city gate and couldn't help nodding.

"The wisdom of the ancients is really brilliant. The streets of these four or nine cities are arranged in eight characters, and they are arranged completely according to the orientation of Qimen Dunjia and Bagua Formation. This is the south of the country, and it is the land of Juyang. Righteousness will last forever, and the three suns will open. Tae! When all the cold wind reaches here, it will be resolved immediately!"

Jiang Beichen looked up again, but was slightly taken aback.

Because just above the city gate, there was a bronze beast squatting unexpectedly.

This bronze beast is not a nearby beast, it is the Suzaku, the **** of the south, representing the Emperor Yan and the seven places in the south, among the four **** beasts.

"Suzaku is in the gossip, the five elements dominate the fire, and the essence of the fire is from the Suzaku..." Jiang Beichen couldn't help thinking.

He was inherited by Xuanqing Jue, and he was naturally very familiar with Qimen gossip.

And he also knew that the so-called holy beast was not just talking.

In ancient times, dragons and unicorns were all there.

But they are not the kind that people imagine, born from fetal eggs, most of these beasts are metaplasia.

What is metaplasia?

For example, some places with beautiful bells, some strange rocks in Lingshan, and magical trees and trees, nourished by the essence of the sun and moon, will produce spiritual wisdom.

Another example is the holy spirit of Suzaku, which was originally just a ball of fire spirit in nature. Because of the nourishment for thousands of years, it gave birth to spiritual wisdom and transformed into an external shape like a phoenix of fire.

However, this is a product of ancient times. In the end of the Dharma, the spiritual energy is thin, and the probability of giving birth to this kind of Holy Spirit is almost zero. Even some of the lost secret realms are far below the standard for producing the Holy Spirit.

Tweeted! But at this moment, he suddenly heard a sharp chirp in vaguely, like a phoenix.

Suddenly shocked, he quickly raised his head and looked at the bronze beast above his head.

At this moment, I saw the bronze Suzaku, a red flame rose from the whole body, and the two wide wings were slowly inflamed. The eyes were also very proud and looked towards Jiang Beichen below, as if watching. It's like an ant.

In vigilance, with a trace of indifference and ruthlessness.

Jiang Beichen's heart was pounding.

This Suzaku is alive?

?