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 .
Chapter end
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