Feng Ye finally got rid of the pursuit of the sixth-level Martial Saint, and was secretly glad that he had taken control of this palace long ago, otherwise he would have died in the hands of that old guy.

They were all being bullied. Feng Ye couldn't swallow this bad breath no matter what.

"Damn it, find some help, okay, I'll find Xiao Shi and slap you bunch of idiots to death."

Speaking of helpers, Feng Ye thought of Xiao Shi, that naughty little stone.

He died in the battle with the Flame Demon Ancestor back then. He died before he could arrange anything. I don't know how Xiaoshi and the others lived.

Based on that little guy's temper, he must have made a huge fuss, and I'm afraid that the early end of the ancient era has something to do with Xiaoshi.

After so many years, where will the little stone go? It should go back to the place where I took it away.

"The First Ferocious Grave, I don't know what it looks like now. It shouldn't have changed much."

Feng Ye said to himself, the battle in Nancheng just now made him feel very unhappy. A mere sixth-level martial saint allowed him to escape in embarrassment, and he almost died. He must avenge this!

"As long as Xiaoshi is born, the Law Enforcement City, the three major families, the bullshit five gates and four cities, and the three major chambers of commerce will all be damned to me."

Feng Ye was cursing, very annoyed, and felt very uncomfortable.

Rumble.

Suddenly there was a sound like a torrent of thunder from the front, and the palace descended from the space corridor and disappeared.

Fengye looked at the river in front of him, it was Chunjiang!

When we reached Chunjiang, we couldn't fly across, so we had to rely on boats.

If forced to cross, the palace can get through it, but the current Fengye cannot withstand that kind of impact. In other words, it's not that the palace can't do it, but that Fengye can't.

On both sides of the Spring River, there is a ferry every thousand miles. No matter who you are, no matter how high your cultivation level is, if you want to cross the Spring River, you must use a boat!

Therefore, shipping on both sides of the Spring River is particularly developed, and many people use the Spring River to get old. However, there is also an unwritten rule on both sides of the Spring River, that is, after He Gong dies, he must be placed on a bamboo raft and marked forty

I stood the lamp for nine times, and then placed it in the Spring River and it still drifted away.

This custom is called spring worship, also known as worshiping the river god. I don’t know when it was passed down, but people are much more enlightened now. People on both sides of the river want to drink water. If you put the dead in the Spring River, how can you drink it?

Water. Therefore, the custom of putting corpses was slowly replaced by cattle and sheep. Every August 15th, it is also called the River God Festival. However, this custom is unique to Beiming and does not exist in other places.

There is no such custom.

There are still a few days left before August 15th, and the town is already bustling with people coming and going. The excitement is extraordinary and rare.

Fengye found a hotel to stay in. During the few days from the beginning of August to the River God Festival, there were no ferries. Going out on a ferry during these days would bring disaster. Some people did not believe it. During this period,

After getting out of the ship, people died and the ship was destroyed, and the person who died was a big shot whose cultivation level was unpredictable!

From then on, no one dared to go out on the boat during this period. If there were passengers who wanted to ferry during this period, they would choose to stay and wait until August 15th before crossing the river.

Therefore, Feng Ye is no exception. He temporarily lives in this small town by the river.

Moreover, the River God Festival on August 15th is also the most interesting festival in Beiming, and it is also a life-long private festival. On August 15th, young men and women will meet at the Chunjiang River to swear an oath to the Chunjiang River with their sweethearts.

Support each other till old age and stay together for a lifetime.

Somehow, lovers who agree to be lifelong lovers on this day can always grow old together and have happy families. Therefore, unless they are particularly anxious, all young men and women will wait until this day to get engaged, so the River God Festival is also commonly known as Valentine's Day.

They swore an oath under the moon, making a promise to each other for this life and the next.

There are also many young men and women from other places who come to Chunjiang specifically to settle down for life. Therefore, August 15th will be an extremely lively day, and even a small town will be overcrowded.

The spring river is another spring river. Flowers are blooming on both sides of the river. People are like the past and present. The past and present life are just a big dream.

There are many past events on Chunjiang River. When I fled to Chunjiang River, I made a lifelong promise with the woman in white. Unfortunately, I failed her and let her treat me badly for more than a thousand years, and finally died in depression.

Feng Ye's heart twitched violently. What's wrong? Is it heartache? Maybe it's better to feel a little heartbroken. You can remind yourself anytime and anywhere that there was a woman in white who devoted her whole life to you!

Heartache is to repay the debt of betrayal!

One after another, more and more people gathered on the edge of the Spring River, all young men and women, and some old people, reminiscing about their youth.

Young lovers are always very passionate, wishing that everything in the world would become a witness to their love, and wishing that they could declare their love to the whole world.

They hugged each other, loving each other, wishing that time would stop at this moment and let them stay at this moment forever!

Finally, on August 15th, the young lovers made a wish under the moonlight and hugged each other gently under the moonlight. Their two hearts were tightly attached to each other. No matter how many quarrels they had on weekdays, at this moment they were all

Everything disappeared, the alliance was made, and the oath was sworn to each other.

A pair of people from one generation to the next, competing for education and ecstasy.

After tonight, there is a new person, a husband and a concubine, and flowers and candles in the wedding room. From now on, we will never leave each other and support each other until we grow old.

Feng Ye sat on the roof, looking at the bustling pearl-like stars in the sky and the bright moon that knew no joy or sorrow.

The flowers are picked up in the morning and evening, and the years are fleeting, and the past is always difficult to look back on. There are always some people who cannot forget, and there is always a memory engraved deep in the soul, which often touches people's hearts and makes people heartbroken.

Although Chunjiang wine is not as strong as Zuishenxian, Chunjiang wine is also called daughter's wine, which is a specialty of Beiming. It is suitable for drinking. After a sip of daughter's wine, the lingering feelings are like a woman's feelings, if they are there or not, they trickle down.

, making people want to put it down and find it hard to let go.

Thousands of sorrows seem to have turned into a glass of wine, and the hatred lasts forever, just like a woman whispering softly in the ear, singing a long song of resentment.

The spirit is drunk with the gods, and the daughter of the North Ming is drinking. Strong wine goes with a hero, and the love between a daughter and a daughter is the longest. One south and one north capture the hearts of heroes and express the love between sons and daughters.

Especially on this night, it is the Spring and Autumn Festival, the moonlight is beautiful, and it hangs high in the sky for nine days.

The gentle waves are rising, and the water and rocks are coming out. The river and sky are the same color, and the flowers and forests are like sleet. The breeze is coming slowly, blowing people into loneliness. A glass of daughter's wine is soothing to the mind.

This night, should I be slightly drunk? Drunk? Deadly drunk?

The young man in black clothes on the roof had hazy eyes and was drunk.

In the sky, a meteor suddenly slid down, like a huge fireball, dragging a long tail and falling towards the northwest of Bei Ming Shen State!
Chapter completed!