Li Shaoyang scratched his head and didn't understand this very much, but since Miss Sha said that, just do it.

Li Shaoyang left the big tent and entered the Long Guard Sima Yanling's tent.

Yan Ling was really afraid that this bandit would have any excessive demands and was very guilty.

Li Shaoyang said: "Immediately, Fei Jian sent a letter to Wushuang City, and his Highness personally opened it. The content is: Li Shaoyang and the Beihuang clan's current family governor Beihuang Youji are in love with each other and want to marry her. Because of the defense, it is inconvenient to leave the extreme north, so the marriage ceremony is set to be in Beihuang City. You cannot let your Highness be happy together. Please forgive me for your faults or rudeness."

Yan Ling knew that there was nothing good, so she stood up and said, "My Lord Li, my ancestor Li, can you be a little more honest and dedicated? Why use the resources of Dawushuang to pass on your personal affairs to Your Highness..."

Bang!

This time, Li Shaoyang became a bully and slapped her down with a palm and said domineeringly: "Grandma, don't think I'm not a cadre. I am respected by Your Highness as a national sage. My marriage is an unparalleled state affairs. I will immediately send a letter to the flying sword, otherwise I will order you to run in Longwei Camp."

He was photographed, but he was not injured or hurt. This was Li Shaoyang's mercy.

But Yan Ling felt that it was too embarrassing. He was such a bandit and hooligan bully coach, but he always felt good about himself and kept the invincible national warriors by his mouth all day long.

But after thinking about it, it seemed that what Li Shaoyang said made some sense, so Yan Ling couldn't offend him for such a small matter, so she nodded and said, "You are going to pass the letter immediately."

Li Shaoyang pulled her up embarrassedly, swept away the dust on her body, and fooled her a few words, Tao Zhiyaoyao was gone.

Beihuang City, inner city.

Wearing a snow-white down cloak, the soft and luxurious Beihuang Youji walked into the conference hall. All the children of the inner tribe, including the elders, knelt down and said, "Welcome to the Holy Lord."

"stand up."

Beihuang Youji doesn't look rookie at all. In fact, she is actually a female version of Li Shaoyang at some point, with some strange personalities.

After sitting in the high hall and looking around, Beihuang Youji said, "I want to announce a big event. I want to get married and marry Li Shaoyang, the admiral of Longwei."

"Ah!" An old man with white beard jumped up and shook his hand: "No, no, no. The Holy Lord is a body of gold, how can he marry someone? Li Shaoyang is a bandit bully with a very bad reputation. Even if he is the most powerful minister and is the admiral of the Dragon Guard, he is generally just an outsider with no foundation and is not worthy of making a good marriage with our Northern Wilderness."

After a pause, the old man with white beard said with confidence: "I understand that the Holy Lord has reached the age of a variety of things, and there are women's needs, but the Holy Lord can continue the custom of unparalleledness. Which handsome man do you like in the Wushuang Realm? The old man will send him the hydrangea to pass on the Northern Wilderness clan to the succession of the family."

"It's simply nonsense." Beihuang Youji didn't care that he was a respected inner tribe elder, and directly scolded: "I, Beihuang Youji, disliked this custom very much. I don't want this custom. I like someone, and I will not change after I like someone. If I can't marry someone I like, I won't do anything to me. I'll commit suicide now!"

As she said that, she walked down.

This scared countless other men and women, as well as more than twenty inner tribe elders, and jumped up.

These guys with great cultivation level surged over like waves, trapping Youji of Beihuang, and knelt down and said, "The Holy Lord is the hope of Beihuang, so you must not have such an idea."

The elder who was still planning to convince was also criticized by countless people: "You old guy, it's going to rain and your mother wants to get married. Can you stop it? The Holy Lord wants to get married, so just let her marry. If she is unhappy, wouldn't she be wronged?"

The elder seemed to be an elderly version of Yan Ling. He didn't buy it at all, nor was he afraid. He continued to stand up and said with confidence: "In short, even if he wants to get married, he must be a famous family. He just killed me. I decided not to agree to marry a bully like Li Shaoyang. Not only did he have a very bad reputation, he was also a foreigner, and he was not worthy of our Northern Wilderness."

Beihuang Youji threatened: "Elder Emcee, don't you want to be happy to see me? Do you want to oppose me?"

The elder of the ceremonial seemed to have eaten the weight, and shook his head proudly and said, "In short, I firmly object, I will object if I live."

Beihuang Youji stamped her feet and said, "I abdicate and give up the wise. Isn't it okay to not be the governor of this family? Isn't it okay to not slander Beihuang?"

The elder of the ceremonial continued to shake his head firmly and said, "I don't agree to this either. If you live for a day, you must be our holy lord. The celestial phenomena indicate that the Northern Wilderness has been reincarnated, and you are Allah. If anyone comes, I will never agree to death. You can only be our holy lord."

"Holy Lord, you are not happy. I can't make the decision by myself. Are you still the Holy Lord?" Beihuang Youji was still in her younger daughter's mentality, so she ran out in helplessness.

"You, you old guy, don't you want to mess around? Tell me if you make the Holy Lord happy, you will die!" Countless people surrounded the host and the elders and criticized them, but the old man still didn't sell their accounts.

Although the elder of the ceremonial was not very strong and his real power was not too great, he had this virtue, and he had basically this virtue to Beihuang Youji's mother back then. Later, he assisted Beihuang Feiyun and almost killed him several times. And the old guy threatened that when Beihuang Youji's child was born in the future, he would continue to train his new master like this.

In short, no one can do anything about this loyal and relied on his seniority.

Beihuang Youji had a temper and ran to Guantian Pavilion crying, rushed to the attic, and cried for a long time toward Guantianjing.

Faced with her extremely affectionate and willful appearance, the mirror blurred strangely again, as if she was about to transform, but it immediately returned to normal and continued to be like a dead object.

Beihuang Youji said in tears: "Mirror, Mirror, tell me, what exactly do they want?"

call!

A shadow appeared again in the mirror, and it was still a small fetus, the same as the last time.

In this way, Beihuang Youji almost fainted. She kicked the mirror with tears and laughter, and ran away and said, "You idiot, you ask you what you ask, you answered like this."

After Beihuang Youji ran away, there was another strange fluctuation of thought power in the mirror. It seemed that as an omniscient magic weapon, he felt very wronged.

Wrongfulness is also a kind of mind power, a kind of mind power that is infinitely close to the true nature of a person.

From this day on, it became the beginning of the suffering of Beihuang Youji. Whenever she wanted to leave the inner city, she was always followed by the elders assigned by the inner tribe. In short, she could do anything, but she could not go to see Li Shaoyang, so she would not even think about it.

Beihuang Youji also tried to rebel and forced to visit Li Shaoyang at Longwei Camp. But an old person threatened that as long as Beihuang Youji walked out of the inner city, he would go to Beihuang Youji's mother's soul to disperse himself in front of the spirit of Beihuang Youji to apologize.

Not to mention, although the old guy was extreme, this really scared the kind-hearted Beihuang Youji.

In this regard, although she did not compromise with the old thing and still threatened to marry Li Shaoyang, she did not dare to act excessively and did not dare to stimulate the old thing, so she could not leave the inner city.

From then on, Beihuang Youji never smiled again. She always stood on the inner city tower in the morning, silently looking in one direction and tracing her mind.

That direction is where Li Shaoyang is.

“It’s snowing harder.”

Li Shaoyang was watching the snow and drinking at the top of Longweiying Tower.

In the past half month, Li Shaoyang has tried his best not to be disturbed by external forces, think about nothing, not to see Miss Sha, not to be distracted, concentrate on practicing, and wait for a breakthrough.

Li Shaoyang had a premonition that there was not much time left, and since he had lost some cultivation after he had been with Beihuang Youji last time.

This kept his cultivation level in the early stage of the sixth level of divine distraction and remained motionless.

For some time, his cultivation has achieved very little results, and he almost felt no progress.

Therefore, it becomes extremely anxious.

In addition, Li Shaoyang always felt that there was something sad, but he could not understand it carefully.

He fell into a vicious circle in his practice, so he sat on the high Longwei Camp Tower from the early morning every day, braved the wind and snow, and quietly drank alone.

Every day, the snow will only be stronger and will be in a state of being frozen. What’s strange is that Li Shaoyang sensed that in the past half month, these snowflakes have a bitter smell.

When the thoughts entered the gourd to observe, they were always trying their best to nurture the small buds in the purple clothes. They were also unpredictable today, exuding a bitter breath.

Xiaoya is always very psychic, as if she empathizes with Li Shaoyang. She will be happy instead of Li Shaoyang, loser instead of Li Shaoyang, and sad instead of Li Shaoyang.

In a blink of an eye, Li Shaoyang rubbed his eyes and saw that Xiaoya's spiritual energy was more abundant. In an instant, he grew more than three inches taller like magic, and a large amount of spiritual energy was also emitted in the fields.

Li Shaoyang squatted down to check the soil and checked the little buds. Although they were still in the sixth grade and had not upgraded, they were undoubtedly one step closer than before and entered a critical position, and it seemed that the breakthrough was about to break.

In addition, I don’t know if it was an illusion, the purple gourd that Yu Xiaoya was shaking.

Li Shaoyang rubbed his eyes and looked carefully. The purple gourd was still again.

Li Shaoyang took a sip of wine and murmured: "Ziyi, can you hear me?"

The purple gourd did not respond at all.

Li Shaoyang sat down and said to himself: "I know you can hear that I am really not used to the days when you are not here. If you are not here, leave all the problems to me, and I don't know how to deal with them."

"In order to suppress the blood-devouring golden body, A Duo resisted. Recently, I felt that A Duo's breath has weakened again. I am very worried. If I continue to drag it on, A Duo will leave unrecoverable damage. In that case, I would rather not have the blood-devouring golden body. Also, I don't know how to face the Beihuang Youji who is as straightforward as you and as simple as me. Recently, I am confused and dare not take the initiative to see her. It seems that she ignores me."
Chapter completed!