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Chapter 1886 Omen
Beiming Ruihua and Beimingyuan stood together, also looking at the black armor on the altar, his eyes were a little dazed, 13 years had passed, his memory of his mother was always deep, and some other memories might have changed. It's getting faint, but the memory of Mu Ling is very deep.

I don't know how long Mu Ling's deeds have been eulogized, but I have never felt tired of hearing it every year. Every time I hear it, I feel sour and sigh.

Beiming Ruihua is like this, and so is everyone standing on this altar.

After the master of ceremonies finished reading, it was time for everyone to worship. It seemed like a long ceremony. Finally, when Beiming Ruihua came to the stage to wipe the armor, Beimingyuan stood under the altar and looked at it. Then go forward.

Looking at the black armor from a distance, he already felt mighty and domineering. When he looked closer, he saw this spotless armor. In fact, there was no need to wipe it. Beiming Ruihua knew that the emperor would come to wipe the armor every day. .

Beiming Ruihua stretched out his hand to caress the dark pattern on the armor, and suddenly thought of the way his mother hugged him and talked when he was young, and the scene of him waiting alone in the palace when he was young, I thought of how my mother would always bring some gadgets back when she came back.

In fact, mother decided to leave early in the morning, right?

Otherwise, how could he take him out of the city on the eve of departure?
Beiming Ruihua felt sour in his heart, he still remembered his mother's instructions in his ear, how regretted he was at that time, not to be more obedient, listen to his mother more, would it mean that his mother would not leave?
If you know...

If he knew that there would be no return date for his mother's departure, he would never let his mother leave.

Beiming Ruihua wiped the armor softly and slowly. No one noticed when the originally warm sunny sky was covered by dark clouds. It was only when he felt the strong wind blowing that he looked up in a daze. I don't know when it was dark.

The drizzle was slightly cool, and the person who was blowing shrank a little. How can this day change?
"Taishanghuang, it looks like a heavy rain is coming this day, this festival..." Ban Heming raised his head and looked at it for a while, then turned his head to Beimingyuan and asked tentatively.

"As usual." Bei Mingyuan spit out two words without any fluctuation in his eyes, and Ban Heming suddenly didn't dare to speak anymore.

I thought the weather was just a cloudy and rainy day, but in the blink of an eye, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the drizzle still hurt people's faces, making them hard to keep their eyes open.

In such a bad weather, the ceremony could not continue, the burning brazier was extinguished, the flag was blown and fluttering, Ban Heming called people to come to Beimingyuan to protect Beimingyuan from the rain, While looking up anxiously at Beiming Ruihua on the altar.

The dark sky seemed a little abnormal. Everyone looked up at the sky and couldn't help whispering. They had never seen such a change in the sky. Could there be some omen?
The people who were blown by the strong wind were about to retreat. Just when everyone was surprised, they looked up and saw Beiming Ruihua standing on the altar. Beiming Ruihua stood motionless under the strong wind. After reading it for a long time, I didn't understand what happened.

At this time, Beiming Ruihua was really stunned. On the wide altar, the strong wind seemed to form a vortex strangely.

(End of this chapter)