But unlike the Duke of Huai, Zuo Xiao, who cherished the letter, the contemporary Marquis Bowang threw the piece of paper aside and cursed.

The thin letter paper is floating in the air. The ink on it is heavy, but the words are very short. The content is only one sentence, very simple and simple——

"My brother Zhao Rucheng is getting married. We can't lose face. Come over quickly and bring more money."

Yi Shishi covered his mouth and laughed beside him: "Why, your husband doesn't plan to go?"

Chong Xuansheng sighed: "I have no choice but to go, and I can't beat him, and I have to bring money... I can only use this letter to vent my anger. Madam, it's hard for my husband!"

Yi Shishi smiled and took out two more letters: "Here are two more letters. He said he was too lazy to send them to several separate ones, so he asked us to help deliver them. They are for the Yan family and the Li family."

"It's cheaper to send letters this way!" Zhongxuan Sheng took a look at it and said: "Hey! Is the letter to a wealthy family so thick?"

Yi Shishi encouraged him: "Open it and see what is written?"

"I don't like to pry into people's privacy - this is what you want to see." Chong Xuansheng said, then opened the envelope and took out five pieces of densely written letter paper.

I just took a look at it, and then I let out a "poof" sound. I was so disgusted that I didn't want to look at it anymore.

The first sentence is——

"My dear friend Yan Xian, I am in the grassland and miss you very much!"

The second sentence is——

"Recalling the old days in Linzi, we were flying eagles and fighting dogs, swimming together arm in arm, how happy we were!"

What follows is a three-page memory that fully demonstrates the deep friendship between Mr. Jiang and brother Yan Xian.

Chong Xuan Sheng suppressed his nausea and quickly turned back.

The beginning of the fourth page is——

"If there is no wise brother in the grassland, the sky will be dimmed, and the beautiful feast will not be worthy of praise."

Keep reading, the last two pages are full of warm invitations to Yan Fu.

Chong Xuan Sheng jumped to the end and finally saw the closing sentence: "Brother Yan Xian, please be sure, be sure, be a guest!"

He closed the letter abruptly.

He really couldn't watch anymore.

"How disgusting this person is!" he said to Fourteen.

Fourteen just laughed.

…

Dang~!

The sound of the bell is distant.

Standing in the air, the Tongtian Pagoda Temple is as majestic and majestic as a miracle. Monks are like ants, walking through here.

The skinny and sick monk walked into the Zen room with a voice like thunder: "Brother Abbot! There is an urgent letter to Brother Kujue, sent through the Muguo Channel. The sender is Jiang Wang."

The miserable master with a sad face was sitting quietly on the futon, reciting a sutra silently.

After a long while he said: "Put it there."

Ku Bing rumbled again: "Do you want to transfer it to Jing Li? I saw that the little monk was also mentioned in the letter."

"You guy." Ku Ming looked at him: "How could you peek at Ku Jue's letter?"

Ku Bing lowered his head slightly and showed a bit of apology, but his voice was still inevitably deafening: "I'm afraid I have important information that was delayed."

Ku Ming waved his hand: "You can go ahead. Don't disturb Jing Li. He is in retreat. This is the first priority."

Kuyi said "Oh" and left.

The fat Ku Ming sat there, silent, like a Buddha piled with meat.

The door of the meditation room was closed, and the suffering had gone away. He grabbed the letter, read it carefully from beginning to end, and then folded it and sealed it again.

He said: "Namo Sakyamuni!"

…

…

Jiang Wang left the Supreme Court alone and headed north.

He has written letters to invite everyone who should be invited. The connections he has accumulated over the years that can be put on the table will definitely support this wedding banquet. It will not be much worse than Helian Yunyun's mother's family. It will not be aggrieved.

Helian Yunyun.

But these preparations alone are not enough.

Uncle Deng is gone, the eldest brother has not really returned, and Du Laohu is no longer around. He is Xiao Wu's only relative and the only male figure.

He has never been proud of his status and rarely displays ostentation.

But when Xiao Wu gets married, he wants to give him the grandest occasion!

We must let everyone in the world know that a good girl like Helian Yunyun, such a pearl of the prairie, a proud daughter of heaven, deserves the most solemn treatment in the world. We must also let the world know that Zhao Rucheng deserves it!

This body is like a blue rainbow, and a rainbow bridge is built on the horizon, connecting thousands of miles of grassland.

He crossed the line between life and death at a terrifying speed, and headed north amid the yellow sand.

Along the way, he didn't even draw his sword, nor did he use any Taoist skills. He just moved forward at a very high speed, surrounded by divine light, and any Yin Demon General he encountered was killed directly!

There is no end in front of him, and behind him there is only diffuse evil energy and smoke and sand.

A thousand miles...

Two thousand miles...

Three thousand miles...

Three thousand miles into the wilderness, it is already a restricted area of ​​life. From then on, there is a hurdle every hundred miles, with demonic energy surging and demons swarming in hordes!

Except for the joint forces of Jingmu and Mu to sweep away the demons in the borderlands, there would be almost no human teams staying in the restricted area of ​​life. So now it can be said that Jiang Wang is facing the entire world of borderlands alone.

Fight against the ubiquitous and increasingly intense "dry", and fight against the endless stream of powerful demons.

Groups of Yin demons are wandering under the control of generals and demons. Generals and demons at the divine level are actually in groups!

Jiang Wang finally slowed down, but did not stop.

The man in green shirt holds a sword and strides forward, shining alone in this life-depleted desert.

Sauvignon Blanc never took it out of its sheath. He opened his hands wide and swept across with only his sword energy.

The last time I came to the borderlands to hunt demons, I was blocked 2,700 miles ago. I was surrounded and killed by the demons controlled by the Phantom Lord, so I had no choice but to turn back.

This time I came here with the momentum of the arrival of the best god in the world, and I will not move forward.

Four thousand miles...

Five thousand miles...

Five thousand five hundred miles...

After traveling 5,500 miles deep into the wilderness, Jiang Wang drew his sword for the first time.

We are facing a small demonic wave led by eleven god-level generals and demons!

Almost all demons are filth without intelligence. Most generals and demons only have simple intelligence. Only those who reach the level of divine presence can be considered to have normal wisdom.

In Jiang Wang's view, the magic array formed by these monsters was riddled with holes. There was no need to compare it with those famous generals. Compared with the fighting at the entrance of the village, it was only too powerful!

If anyone looks up high in the sky, he will see Jiang Wang, alone in the black demonic tide, slashing a red line with his sword to divert the demonic tide!

The black smoke has cleared, but the real fire is still burning.

Keep going!

Two days and two nights without sleep.

Go six thousand miles deep into the wilderness!

This is the depth of the restricted area that non-real people cannot enter.

During the period of the war between non-humans and demons, among all the lone gods from ancient times to the present, Jiang Wang was the only one to reach this point.

He is still moving forward!

At a certain moment, the demonic energy suddenly blazed ahead, forming a terrifying dark whirlpool. In the whirlpool, a powerful and evil voice sounded: "A mere god is here, how dare you come to the wilderness to seek death!"

This terrifying power...

It's the real devil showing up!

Coming from the barren tomb of all realms!

The crazy demonic voice spread everywhere: "I am——"

Jiang Wang refused to retreat but advanced instead, roaring loudly, the sound of his sword sounding like a tide, causing a dense thunder net to form in the sky——

"You don't need to be named, there will be no monument after your death!"

"Come and kill me quickly! Don't break the promise!"
Chapter completed!