In the middle of the night, Chiyou was about to ride the ROC to Jiuli and rush to the peach blossom appointment with Ah Heng. He wanted to feel Jiuli before the Flower Jumping Festival and prepare a small surprise for Ah Heng. Suddenly, a red light rose from the top of the small moon. Chiyou's face changed dramatically in an instant. He hesitated for a moment and looked in the direction of Jiuli. He ordered the ROC to return to Shennong Mountain. As soon as he jumped down from the back of the ROC, Yunsang came up quickly with a pale face. "Father has been completely unconscious. Yulin is now guarding his father's side. Before Yulin officially ascended the throne, all the news must be blocked. Otherwise, Xuanyuan and Gao Xin got the news and suddenly sent their troops. The external chaos will lead to civil strife and become irremediable.". I have summoned Zhurong, Gonggong and Houtu to see you in the name of my father. They don't know the situation yet. When they come, they will be heavily guarded immediately. They are not allowed to leave Shennong Mountain. You must be careful. Yun Sang said to Xing Tian, the commander of the bodyguard, "Start the formation. The 28 peaks of Shennong Mountain are all under martial law. From now on, you are only allowed to enter but not to leave.". Do not allow any information to be transmitted to the outside world, and those who want to leave by force will be killed immediately! The elite of Shennong Mountain, who were loyal to Emperor Yan in the contemporary era, answered "yes" in unison, and the method of closing the mountain, which was only started once in thousands of years, was also started again. Sealing the mountain array was set up by the painstaking efforts of the Yan emperors in the past Dynasties. Unless there is the essence and blood of the Yan emperors in their hearts to protect themselves, flies will never be able to leave Shennong Mountain. Chiyou strode toward the hall, while looking back at the direction of Jiuli, only to feel irritable and sad in his heart, but could not tell whether he was anxious about Emperor Yan in the Xiaoyue Hall or about Ah Heng in Jiuli Mountain. Yulin, Yunsang and Mujin stayed in front of Emperor Yan's bed all night. It was almost dawn when Emperor Yan suddenly woke up. Yulin and Yunsang were both overjoyed. Emperor Yan could not speak. He just looked around with his eyes. Before Yunsang understood,
interactive whiteboards in the classroom, Yulin hurriedly shouted, "Chiyou, come in quickly. Father wants to see you." Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, who were outside, all stared at Chi You with different expressions. Chiyou came in in a hurry. Emperor Yan smiled. His face was haggard, and he was suffering from pain. Chiyou suddenly remembered that hundreds of years ago, a thin old man with a basket on his back and a bamboo hat on his head walked into the swamp, rubbed his stomach and said with a smile,
86 smart board, "Oh, how can you let the monkey pick the fruit for you?"? Give me one to eat! For hundreds of years, it was this old man with a gentle and honest smile who was actually treacherous and cunning who taught him to speak, taught him to read and read, talked to him about the etiquette of the world, and racked his brains to grind away his violence. With a sour nose, Chiyou knelt down in front of Emperor Yan's bed and said, "Master, I will keep my promise." Emperor Yan breathed a sigh of relief. His eyes were full of relief. He looked at Mu Jin. Mu Jin kowtowed forcefully. "If my father hadn't adopted me.". I may die early, and I can't repay my kindness. I know that my father is most concerned about the people of Shennong. Although I am a daughter, I will do my best to protect the people of Shennong for my father. Emperor Yan mumbled a few times, without making a sound, and looked at the pillow. Yunsang looked at a wooden box beside her pillow and opened it. There were two carved wooden birds in it. She didn't know what they were, but she knew from her father's look that he wanted them. She took out the two wooden birds and put them in his hand. Emperor Yan gazed at them for a moment and then looked at Yunsang. His lips stammered, but there was still no prominent voice. Yunsang immediately understood this time. She held a pot of blue camellias that had been placed in the bedroom in her arms and sobbed: "I will,
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digital interactive whiteboard, I will plant them in you and your mother.". At the head of the grave, you can go at ease! Emperor Yan gazed at the camellias. The brilliance in his eyes was fading, but the smile on his lips was getting stronger and stronger. Finally, his eyes turned gray and the smile on his lips solidified. Mu Jin lay in front of the bed of Emperor Yan, sobbing and sobbing. At first, he tried his best to suppress his voice, but gradually it was difficult to suppress it. The louder he cried, the louder he cried. Yunsan knelt straight and did not cry. After a while, he suddenly fell back and fainted. Ravaged they heard crying, all rushed in, see Yan emperor has gone, one by one sad from the heart, kneeling on the ground crying. The two wooden birds in the palm of Emperor Yan became alive at the moment when Emperor Yan died. They rose into the air, circled around Emperor Yan's body, and flew out of the window. Two red birds flew out from the top of the small moon of Shennong Mountain and broke through the sealing array. One flew to Chaoyun Peak of Xuanyuan Mountain and the other flew to Yushan Mountain. The next morning. The Queen Mother finished dressing in front of the stage, but did not stand up, looking at herself in the mirror in a trance, the face is still 28 girls, and the same touch. Her mind unconsciously remembered the familiar tune, in the melodious music, she seemed to see, sunset, mountain flowers in full bloom, she was dancing. A moment later, she suddenly realized that the tune was not only in his mind, but was coming in from outside the temple. The Queen Mother jumped up, the dressing box, the mirror and the stool fell to the ground, but she ran out like crazy, rushed out of the hall, and saw a red puppet bird sitting on the branches of the peach tree singing tactfully. The melody is familiar, but it sings endless apologies and farewells. The Queen Mother was like a puppet, her face was pale, and her tears came out of the corners of her eyes and fell slowly along her cheeks. As she listened, she began to dance to the song of the birds, crying and laughing as she danced, and he waited for a thousand years, and finally came; this song! But never thought of waiting for the farewell! At the end of the song, the puppet bird broke into powder. The Queen Mother was still humming softly and dancing earnestly, as if she were dancing the dance that had not been finished a thousand years ago, as if she wanted him to understand what she had not had time to say a thousand years ago. A thousand years of waiting, thinking that there is always a chance, as long as a chance, but this dance after all. After all, he failed to finish the jump. All the ladies were at a loss and looked at the Queen Mother who was laughing, singing, crying and dancing in shock. In the dancing skirt of the Queen Mother, the sky suddenly drifted down a few pieces of cold and crystal white. The ladies of the court stretched out their hands to pick it up. They couldn't believe it was a snowflake. This is Yushan,
smart board whiteboard, a holy place like spring for thousands of years! Snowflakes fell one after another, and the snow became heavier and heavier, and thousands of hectares of peach blossoms in Yushan withered one after another.
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