Ten miles of maple forest, time flies, and it has been three years since the return of fate.

The bloody marquis died in battle, and there was an extra spiritual position on the Wuhou Temple, and the horse leather shrouded body was a portrayal of the end of Wuhou in Great Xia for thousands of years.

Even so, generation after generation of Great Xia Wuhou still guarded this great country without regrets.

At the beginning of spring this year, outside the imperial city, the carriage rumbled, and a special character came to the Shili Maple Forest.

On the carriage, Xia Xiyao stepped down and helped a middle-aged man to walk down, the middle-aged man was dressed plainly, but his breath was very extraordinary.

The middle-aged man was only about forty years old, but his hair was half white, and his face looked tired.

"Father, be careful. ”

Xia Xiyao supported her father and said worriedly.

Emperor Xia stepped out of the carriage and walked step by step to the maple forest.

"Hou!"

Emperor Xia looked at the white-haired man and saluted respectfully.

"If you're not in good health, don't come here. ”

Ning Chen looked at the contemporary emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty in front of him, and said with a calm expression.

"Hou has been back for so long, I should have come to visit. ”

Emperor Xia opened his mouth and said with emotion, "I grew up listening to the legend of Hou since I was a child, but I didn't expect to be lucky enough to see Hou's true face. ”

"Your Majesty is here, is there something going on?" Ning Chen asked.

"I want to ask the Hou, I ascended the throne at the age of sixteen, and now I have been in power for twenty-five years, since the beginning of the unification, I have not dared to relax for a moment, I dare not say that I am the Emperor of the Ages, but I am definitely not the Emperor of the Faint, why, my Great Xia is still in constant war, and the people are not happy?" Emperor Xia said with a puzzled look.

"It's not necessarily a good thing to do things. ”

Ning Chen looked at the forty-year-old white-haired Great Xia Emperor in front of him, and said softly, "Learn to delegate power." ”

When Emperor Xia heard this, his face was puzzled, and he said, "It's so simple?"

"It's that simple. ”

Ning Chen said calmly, "Do you think that the people are light or the people are light?"

Emperor Xia was silent, and after a moment, he replied, "The people are noble and gentle. ”

"The people are noble, the people are noble, and in the same way, the people are noble, and the people are noble. ”

Ning Chen looked into the distance and continued, "I asked you whether the people are noble or the people are light, you hesitated, in fact, in your heart, after all, you still think that the people are light. ”

Emperor Xia was silent and did not answer.

Ning Chen turned around, looked at the person in front of him, and said, "At the beginning, I and the military advisors of Beimeng were bent on pushing Bai

The arrival of the Shengshi Dynasty had the same purpose, however, at that time, the Great Xia and the Northern Mongolian Royal Court were inseparable, why do you say this?"

"The position is different. Emperor Xia replied.

"Yes, the position is different. ”

Ning Chen said calmly, "As far as Beimeng and Great Xia are concerned, there are also different positions between the court and the people, but the different positions do not mean antagonism, when, the king of Great Xia is precious to the people, and the people are precious to the king, perhaps, there will be a lot less war." ”

When Emperor Xia heard this, a look of thought flashed on his face, and after a long time, he bowed respectfully and said, "Be taught." ”

"Go back, there are a lot of capable ministers in Great Xia, learn to give them rights, and similarly, give more rights to the people, at that time, you won't be as tired as you are now. Ning Chen advised.

Emperor Xia nodded, and on the side, Xia Xiyao saluted respectfully, and then helped his father to make a carriage and left.

Just when he lived in the ten-mile maple forest for a long time, the confrontation between the heavens, the immortals, the saints in the world and the eleven innate saints also reached the limit of stalemate.

The first time they met, no one took advantage of the double points, although all the saints in the world were all sanctified, however, all the way from mortals to saints, the combat experience was far beyond the reach of innate saints, and the combat power was all amazing.

In the void, at the end of the right hand of the Lord of Darkness, the black spear surged fiercely, staring at the human saints in the fairy realm, and the murderous intent on his face was not concealed at all.

In the immortal realm, in front of the saints, Fan Lingyue's figure slowly rose, and finally chose to take action in person.

"It's you!"

The Lord of Darkness looked at the woman in front of him and said coldly, "This seat remembers you. ”

In the sky above the fairy realm, Fan Lingyue stared at the Lord of Darkness in front of him, and the moon was full of flowers.

"Three moves. ”

Fan Lingyue said lightly and said, "Come on." ”

When the Lord of Darkness heard this, his face turned angry, and his figure flashed, and he instantly went ahead.

The moment the black spear slashed and touched the moon-white light, the two forces collided with each other, and the dark power quickly dissipated.

Fan Lingyue stretched out her hand, but her slender and green fingers were better than any divine weapon, and she directly grabbed the black spear.

With a thud, the black spear collapsed in response, the dark lord's face changed slightly, and the bridge of the avenue behind him suddenly appeared, and the dark power instantly climbed to the limit.

With a palm that broke the sky, the Lord of Darkness counterattacked, wanting to hit the woman in front of him hard.

Fan Lingyue stepped forward, avoiding the strength of his palm, and condensing the yuan with his slender hand, directly penetrating into the chest of the former.

An amazing scene, blood splattered all over the sky, Fan

Ling Yue looked indifferently at the Lord of Darkness in front of her, and said lightly, "It seems that I think highly of you." ”

After speaking, Fan Lingyue's body rose in the moon, and directly shook the Lord of Darkness out.

A hundred feet away, the Lord of Darkness stopped, vomited out a mouthful of blood, and a black air flow surged, repairing his injuries.

After only two moves, he was defeated, and the Lord of Darkness and the ten Innate Saints looked shocked and angry, looking at the human woman in front of them, their eyes full of fear.

In the void, Fan Lingyue looked at the eleven innate saints in front of her, and said coldly, "Is there anyone else who wants to fight?"

The faces of the eleven innate saints were ugly and abnormal, they were all saints, and the strength of the woman in front of them had exceeded imagination.

I'm afraid that apart from the gods of the Eight Heavens themselves, no one has been able to suppress this human woman.

"I'm here to ask you a thing or two. ”

At this time, the ink lord, who had not spoken, stepped forward and said calmly.

"Zhiming said that you were his teacher. ”

Fan Lingyue looked at the white-robed old man in front of him, and said with an indifferent expression.

"Thirteen sons are good, beyond the expectations of this seat. ”

Lord Mo opened his mouth and said with a smile, "Blue is better than blue, and this master really wants to really fight with him." ”

"No, you don't have that chance. ”

When the words fell, Fan Lingyue's figure moved instantly, inside and outside the fairy realm, all the saints only saw a flash of moonlight, which was incredibly fast.

Lord Mo's expression was also condensed, and his body was full of colorful brilliance, and his cultivation was fully open.

In the colorful light, Fan Lingyue's figure suddenly stopped, and his body was uncontrollable.

The ink lord walked in the colorful light and came to the human woman in front of him.

"Young man, you're still in too much of a hurry. ”

The ink lord raised his hand, and the colorful light rose, devouring the woman in front of him.

"It turns out that this is what you are capable of. ”

At this time, a sneer flashed in the eyes of Fan Lingyue, whose body was uncontrollable, and said, "No wonder Luo Xingchen would rather sacrifice his life to send that arrow, reversing the virtual and the real, it is really a terrifying ability, but I am not Luo Xingchen, I am stronger than him!"

As soon as the words fell, Fan Lingyue raised her hand, directly clasped the right shoulder of the ink master, and threw it directly towards the distant peak.

Rumble!

There was a sharp earthquake, thousands of miles away, mountain peaks collapsed, and rocks fell like rain.

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