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The autumn wind is rustling, blowing away pieces of fallen leaves.

A very interesting poet once said a very philosophical word.

When autumn comes, will winter be far away?

A man stood about four or five miles away from the Ming Thirteenth Emperor's Mausoleum. The Thirteenth Emperor's Mausoleum is quietly located in the distance. There is no unique style of the desert. There is an indescribable charm behind the quietness, which calmly indicates the coming of the storm. I don't know if the Thirteen Emperors Mausoleum, which has been silent for hundreds of years, will also We ushered in a baptism of rain and snow.

This man was silent for a long time without much emotion. In his opinion, history is always the dust of years. He came to the Thirteen Imperial Tombs with the intention of exploration. Although his father repeatedly stopped this idea, he still came.

Take a deep breath and approach the Tomb of the Thirteen Emperors without hesitation for a moment.

The footsteps are getting farther and farther away. Looking from the back, the man actually wore a white robe. There was a slight wind blowing on the roadside, and the robe danced with the wind, elegant and free.

Less than ten minutes after he passed, two more people came here. It was He Changfeng and Agagantuo who were eating under Ye Hetu.

"Who do you think we will meet when we go?" He Changfeng stood in the same position and looked at the mausoleum of the thirteen emperors in the distance and whispered.

"Didn't he say that?" Agaganto asked rhetorical.

"I have always believed the master's words, but I'm a little uncertain this time. He is openly against those secret families abroad. As far as I know, Kunlun behind the master will not come out to deal with this matter for him." He Changfeng said with a worried face. If the master had enough capital to take these people, he would not be afraid. From what Ye Hetu said to him, he had made it clear that Kunlun was a super sect, and Ye Hetu had betrayed Kunlun as early as two years ago.

"You're talking about him betraying Kunlun two years ago." Agaganto said in a low voice that this matter was no longer a secret. The Solomon family found it, and other families could also find it.

"Do you know?" He Changfeng looked at Agagantuo in surprise and asked.

"What do you think?" Agaganto said lightly.

He Changfeng suddenly realized that standing in front of him was one of the most unruly members of the Solomon family, and he was naturally more interested in these gossips than many people.

"Let's go, no matter if you meet immortals and monsters, let's talk about it after seeing it." He Changfeng waved his hand and walked slowly along the path to the Thirteen Emperors' Mausoleum in the distance. Agagan followed He Changfeng all the way.

On the other side, two young people followed the path to the Thirteen Emperors' Mausoleum.

"Brother Ling Feng, why do you think grandpa doesn't come by himself, but he wants us to come here?" A girl about twenty-three or twenty-four years old asked the young man beside her with a puzzled face.

"Grandpa has been here. Calling us to come is actually to increase our knowledge and tell us what's the difference between the golden family outside." Shangguan Lingfeng patiently explained to the girl beside him that she was Shangguan Lingfeng's cousin, called Shangguan Qingya. This time, she did not intend to let Shangguan Qingya come here. Shangguan Lingfeng couldn't resist her request, so she had to bring a drag bottle to find out.

When he came, Grandpa specially told him not to provoke a young man easily. It is said that he was the direct disciple of the old man in Kunlun and the chief disciple of Kunlun. Shangguan Ling Feng smiled softly. Grandpa, did you forget that I also participated in the Living Buddha Ceremony two years ago? Is it?

That mysterious young man is called Ye Hetu!

Shangguan Lingfeng clearly remembers how badly Fan Shuo and Ximen Xiongkui were defeated two years ago, especially Ximen Xiongkui. One move was killed in exchange for Ye Hetu's unscath. Instead, he was half-dead. Shangguan Lingfeng planned to fight for a top five place to visit the Tibetan chakra of Tantra. As a result, When the tough Ximen Xiongkui was defeated in the hands of Ye Hetu, Shangguan no longer had any idea. The spectacularness of Ye Hetu's single-handed competition against the major masters really affected a large number of people. The atmosphere at the scene was enough to make a man's blood boil. Shangguan Lingfeng, as the top figure in the family, did not get any benefits in Tibet. He was just a spectator. It was not that he was too weak, but that the opponents of this generation were too strong. He remembered that his grandfather said that even if their old men came out, they might not be able to get a little benefit from Ye Hetu.

Although Ye Hetu was defeated, many people thought that the defeat was very strange. Shangguan Lingfeng also closely watched the battle between Ye Hetu and another mysterious long-shirted young man. He felt that there was another possibility, but he didn't dare to say it.

Shaking his head and sighing.

"Brother Ling Feng, why do you sigh?" Shangguan Qingya asked curiously that Shangguan Lingfeng is also the top generation of young people in the family. When Shangguan Qingya grew up with Shangguan Lingfeng, she would naturally give birth to some inexplicable feelings, especially when Shangguan Lingfeng was shrouded in more and more aura.

"Nothing, just thinking about someone."

Shangguan Lingfeng replied lightly that there was a big gap between himself and him.

Hearing Shangguan Qingfeng's explanation, Shangguan Qingya bit her lips, and her eyes were covered with water mist. Nuoninous said, "She must be very beautiful."

Shangguan Lingfeng was stunned and couldn't smile bitterly. This cousin must have misunderstood.

"He is a man, and he is the one who my grandfather told me not to provoke him."

Shangguan Qingya cheered, smiled again, and muttered, "I thought it was your woman."

Shangguan Lingfeng said with a laugh, "In my heart, there is only Qingya's sister."

Shangguan Qingya, who looked happy without hiding his face, asked happily, "Really?"

In every girl's heart, there is a dream of Prince Charming. She will fantasize that Prince Charming is a hero or a knight who looks like a Western style. Shangguan Lingfeng is just in line with the image of Prince Charming in the hearts of some girls, and these girls include Shangguan Qingya.

"Fake! Qingya, don't always be so obsessed with me. In this way, I'm under a lot of pressure. Shangguan Lingfeng had no choice but to admonish him that he could not see Shangguan Qingya's feelings for him, but Shangguan Qingya was his cousin. He wanted it, but he couldn't. I'm afraid that one day I will be impulsive and do something that I can't help doing.

Shangguan Qingya curled her delicate little mouth and said disdainfully, "Don't stinky, wait until I find someone I like. Otherwise, you will wait to support me for a lifetime."

Shangguan Lingfeng shrugged his shoulders and didn't pay attention to Shangguan Qingya's words.

"Bear by the way, Brother Ling Feng, who is the person you just said not to provoke?"

"Do you really want to know?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Let's have a kiss first."

"Smelly hooligan, it's dead. Even my sister dares to flirt and see how I deal with you. Shangguan Qingya, who put her hands in Qian's waist, said angrily.

Shangguan Lingfeng, who laughed badly, was chased by Shangguan Qingya with a flushed face to the Ming Tombs. When he was a child, he fought like this. Unconsciously, so many years have passed. Even Qingya, a girl would call herself a hooligan. Hearing this familiar name, Shangguan Lingfeng smiled slightly. He liked this warm feeling. Jue.

I don't know how many people have come and go, but they are all disciples of some sects in the land of China. The so-called golden family has not even seen a figure.