Xiao looks at the sky and looks at the clouds at dusk, and thinks about you when you walk, and thinks about you when you sit.

Zhao Li stood in the courtyard, and the person in the wheelchair was holding a bowl of noodles.

"Eat some?" the man asked.

Zhao Li wiped his tears and shook his head.

"Eat, don't waste it. Then the man said, "I don't see anyone crying, especially someone like you." ”

Zhao Li wiped the old tears on his face, picked up the noodles handed over by An Ning, and stood and took a big sip.

"Come and sit. The man also took a bite and said vaguely: "Don't worry, I've been waiting for so many years, it's not bad for a while." ”

Zhao Li didn't move a stool, just squatted on the edge of the wheelchair.

The man suddenly stopped eating: "That's how you coaxed me to eat when I was a child, right?"

Zhao Li nodded: "Your Highness was the most naughty when you were a child, and the old slave had to work hard to let you eat well." ”

As she spoke, she began to cry again.

"You don't need to call Your Highness, I'm not Your Highness for a long time. Now he's just a cripple who doesn't even have a home. The man waved his hand.

"Actually, Your Majesty also sent someone to find you back then......"

The man interrupted Zhao Li: "It doesn't matter if you find it or not." It's all done, what's the point of looking for it. ”

"I didn't understand it before, but now I can understand it. But it doesn't matter if I kill him or not. The man finished his last sip of soup and handed the bowl to An Ning.

"Are you done eating? ”

Zhao Li couldn't say anything, and finally could only push the wheelchair out in silence.

An Ning put the bowl and was just about to follow, when a man's voice came from the front: "You stay." ”

An Ning had no choice but to retreat again.

I don't know which dynasty and which generation started, and the emperor at that time discovered a dragon vein. The luck inside is very powerful, strong enough to help people become holy.

But this luck is not inexhaustible, so the emperor sent dozens of the strongest array mages to lay down a large array of lock veins.

After the emperor's death, he was buried in the Great Array. He also left an edict that every emperor must guard the great array after his death.

And every time the large array is opened, there will be a slight gap.

A gap that allows a practitioner to pass through. This gap can stay for three years, that is, every cultivator who enters the Great Array has three years to achieve sanctification with the help of the dragon vein.

There were many people who wanted to become holy, so the emperor stipulated that only those who entered the Tao before the age of thirty were eligible to enter.

So the first borrowing battle began.

After that, thousands of years passed, dynasties changed from generation to generation, and more and more emperors buried in the dragon vein.

Therefore, the large array is also called: "Dragon Mound." ”

An Ning sat for a while, then pulled out his knife and practiced. An Ning had never been so thirsty for power.

The master went to a very dangerous place, although the master is very strong, but there are too many strong people in it.

An Ning began to hate himself for being lazy in the past and not practicing well, resulting in not being able to accompany his master to face danger now.

Thinking of this, An Ning worked harder.

Zhao Li pushed the wheelchair all the way to the palace.

Emperor Zhao had just woken up and didn't get up. Just like that, his hair was scattered, and his clothes were open and he was half-lying on the dragon couch.

Brown age spots are clearly visible, and the hair is black and white mixed with a lack of brilliance, exuding a lifeless gray.

Anyone who sees him will know that he is dying.

Zhao Li knocked on the door outside: "Your Majesty, the people have arrived!"

Emperor Zhao half-squinted his eyes and did not reply.

After a while, he seemed to suddenly come back to his senses and rubbed his numb face: "Let him in." ”

The door opened, and the sound of a wheelchair turning slowly entered.

Zhao Li stopped his wheelchair and turned to go out.

Emperor Zhao and the man in the wheelchair glanced at each other.