Xijing, the imperial capital of the Yi Dynasty, picks up the star tower. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There was a light rain in the sky, and the woman in white stood on the top of the star-picking building, looking at the dark clouds hanging low in the south by the railing, and was stunned.

Dragon Prison ...... They've arrived.

Everything was as she expected, the Divine Lord summoned the monks of Tianyan into the rainforest that almost no outsiders had entered, and Jiang Ruoye did not stop it.

She was so proud and conceited, she probably wanted to see what she could do in the territory she controlled.

When it comes to the most critical moment, every step must not be wrong.

Jiang Xiran sighed deeply, rubbed his eyebrows a little tiredly, and reminded himself that he must not relax!

As long as the matter of the Dragon Prison is successful, her plan will be half successful!

Fifteen years of painstaking planning, from an impossible thing, gradually, see hope.

She would never allow herself to fail at this time.

"Your Majesty, summoned. The maid held a purple bamboo umbrella and hurriedly walked from behind.

Jiang Xiran's expression was cold, "Got it." ”

The maid stopped talking, peeked at her face and said, "I heard from the palace people who came to spread the word that Your Majesty is in a very bad mood. ”

Jiang Xiran smiled slightly. In the past few years, Bai Ye's mood never seems to be good.

When he first ascended the throne, those high-spirited fighting spirits and majestic schemes, even if they were reluctant, were defeated by reality little by little.

No matter how strong his beliefs are, after all, he is still a mortal, and it is understandable that he is decadent.

The maid lowered her head and said again, "I heard that Your Majesty stayed at Mrs. Ruigong yesterday, and the banquet was not dispersed until the third watch." ”

The faint smile on Jiang Xiran's face disappeared, and he said indifferently: "Let him go." ”

The maid bowed her head.

As the personal maid of the national teacher, of course she knew that this lord actually didn't like to hear about the women in the emperor's harem.

In Xijing, in the entire Yi Dynasty, who doesn't know that the National Teacher used to be the most dazzling pearl of the empire!

She is the Moon Saintess of the Flowing Moon Temple, and in the future, the ruler of the Flowing Moon Temple, there is no more noble identity in the whole world.

But for the sake of His Majesty, she abandoned everything in the Liuyue Temple, took him to the throne of the God King, and followed him to Xijing to become a great teacher.

Over the years, people have gradually forgotten the once dazzling ginger dyeing.

The days and nights of the imperial capital have worn away all her brilliance, and she walks in the shadows of the palace in black robes all day long, walking in the tricks of power and balance.

Although the Yi Dynasty, which has ruled this continent for 800 years, is still glamorous on the surface, it is in fact full of holes and is on the verge of collapse.

The princes in various places were constantly strife, despised Xijing, and the tail was too big to fall, and it was all supported by the mediation and support of the great masters to calm down.

She had given so much, how could the emperor treat her like this? more harsh and ruthless than a tool.

His harem is full of women, and he casually squandered his love and pity on other women, but he never had a gentle word for the women he really owed.

The maid only dared to bury the grievances in her heart.

Although the national teacher is weak, she has never been a weakling. Her shoulders can carry the whole day.

She doesn't need sympathy.

When the drizzle completely stopped, Jiang Xiran stepped into the hall of ten thousand yuan.

Emperor Bai Ye sat on the dragon chair and drank, next to him the most in the past two years. Pet.. The woman I love, Mrs. Ruimiya.

Unlike Jiang Xiran's appearance, which has barely changed for more than ten years, Bai Ye, a beautiful son who was as beautiful as jade in the past, has even given birth to gorgeous hair prematurely.

"Breath," he sighed, his eyes clouded with wine.

"Lone had a nightmare last night, dreaming that Lone's country fell apart, and Lone was burned to death in this ten thousand yuan hall. You help Gu Jie, what does this dream mean?"

Thousands of miles away from the capital of the Yi Dynasty, in the Shenlong Prison, the summer sun is scorching and shining.

Looking down from the palace at a high place, you can clearly see that there are people fighting in Wolong Square.

The young god master of the Divine Dragon Prison and a few little maids stood by the window, looking out half-hidden and half-hidden.

The little maids chattered and told the young man what they had found.

“…… It's the Qianqiu City of the Four Great Cultivation Sects and the people of the Heavenly Pivotal Council who are fighting!"

"The one who commands the Golden Armor is the Yanshi of Qianqiu City. The girl floating in mid-air on the ground is the spiritual practice of the Heavenly Council. ”

"They seem to have known each other before, they met in Wolong Square just now, and before they could say a few words, they started fighting!"

“…… Wow, look, that golden-armored man has smashed the stone statue next to him!"

"The silk thread in that girl's hand has cut the clothes of the golden-armored man!"

The little maids clenched their fists, and their faces turned red with excitement.

In this silent mountain forest, in the silent palace, there are finally fresh and different people from outside, which naturally makes them very curious.

The young god is also very curious, and he has been looking forward to life outside.

The people on the outside, it turned out to be like this.

"Lord, do you want to persuade the guests to leave?" asked Qiongzhu.

The young man shook his head and pointed out the window for Qiongzhu to see, "Many people are watching, everyone's expressions are not nervous, it can be seen that they are just talking, don't spoil their interest." ”

"Yes. ”

"You're in a good mood, too. A woman's voice suddenly came from the doorway.

The boy's back stiffened in an instant.

The sun outside the window was still hot and bright, but he suddenly felt that the sunlight was getting farther and farther away from him, and his whole body became cold.

The room was filled with laughter, and with the appearance of this woman, it was as if it had been swept away by an invisible wind.

The moment all the maids saw her, they all bowed humbly to the ground.

The young man slowly turned around and nodded to the woman standing in the doorway, "High Priest." ”

The woman folded her hands in front of her, wearing a simple white dress, white silk yarn hanging from her eyes, and her temperament was dignified and cold.

She quietly walked to the window, stood beside the boy, and looked out.

The golden light on Wolong Square was scattered, and the roar continued, and it seemed that the battle situation of the competition was slightly anxious.

"The children of the Heavenly Council and the children of Qianqiu City are lively. Do you want to go out and play with them?"

There was nothing wrong with the woman's tone, but she was as patient and gentle as she was to an ignorant child.

The boy shook his fingers and replied quietly until his knuckles were white, "No need, I'll see them at night." ”

"On the birthday of the god, he invited guests from outside, but he didn't invite me. I'm not invited, don't be angry. I have a gift. ”

A smile tugged at the corner of the boy's mouth, "The High Priest laughed. I...... Joked, I didn't think the high priest was also interested. After all, the High Priest had never attended these boring feasts before. (To be continued.) )