A Cup of Wine From the Peach Blossom Spring Wind, Ten Thousand People Drawing Swords to Send Off the Imperial Uncle (4)

Everyone spoke.

There was not much sadness from parting. For such an expert, other than life and death, there was no permanent parting. There was only wanting to see him or not.

Hua Jiebing and Attained Suzhu did not stay any longer. They stepped on the sword qi lotus flower and tore open the rain curtain that filled the sky, leaving magnificently.

On the mountain path outside the Sixth Mountain.

The 10,000-strong army arranged by Emperor Zhao looked up.

The two Nation Supporting and Nation Suppressing Generals, and the incomparably dignified Upper Pillar General Liu Guanshi, who had just been dispatched, looked up and looked at the Bodhisattva and Guanyin who had broken through the air and left without moving.

The two Golden Guards Generals wanted to draw their sabers, but when they saw that the dignified Upper Pillar General and the two generals did not move at all, they immediately let go of their sabers awkwardly.