The broomstick star still hung in the sky, its gray-white tail dragging into a long scar.

Changxia is not an island, but a continent. On the southeast coast, the plateau is a moat with snow-capped mountains, and the desert is full of yellow sand, and there are constantly people who call themselves adventurers and enter the snow-capped mountains or deserts to explore the territory beyond Changxia, just like Haiqin has been trying to explore other extraterritorial islands. But the adventurers who enter the desert or the snow-capped mountains never come back, so for the Changxia people, the snow-capped mountains and deserts are the edge of this world, even if they know that there are other unexplored areas beyond this, but for the Changxia people, this unexplored area is simply a place where demons live.

When Emperor Baichuan first succeeded to the throne, he issued a decree that no matter who he was, as long as he could cross the desert or climb over the snowy mountains, then all his gains on the other side of the world would belong to the private property of the adventurer, even if there was a Changxia person who established a new kingdom there, Emperor Baichuan would recognize its existence and not charge any taxes.

This was the only reason why adventurers flocked to it for a long time, but as time went on, no one ever arrived, or came back, and this decree was gradually forgotten, and adventurers became less and less.

But if someone could climb over a snow-capped mountain with an altitude of nearly 10,000 meters, he would be amazed by what he saw, because there was not only human activity here, but also a large country, the name of which was -

"Eternal Winter!"

Eternal winter is a very magical country, where spring and autumn are extremely short, and with it, summer and winter are extremely long. The most amazing thing is that the sun does not set 24 hours a day in the summer, and in the winter, it is a long night of up to five months. No one knows how this strange day and night came to be, so the Neverwinter people refer to the place they have been living in as the "Cursed Land".

Since it is a country, then it must have its own king, and the long summer is in the summer, and the eternal winter is naturally in the summer when the sun does not set 24 hours a day. It's just that the broom star is so abrupt, like a white pus-shedding wound in the sky, and there is no way to ignore it. And for the Yongdong people, this is a humiliating country, because they have survived on this land for hundreds of years, but more than a thousand years ago, they were forcibly unified by a group of outsiders. Although there are few Yongdong people, they are hundreds of times that of outsiders, but because of disunity, these people have eaten away the country they have always relied on.

The surname of these foreign invaders is called "Wu Ma", which is a surname that the Yongdong people have never heard of, but over time, this surname has now become a surname that every Yongdong person knows, because this surname belongs to the royal family, and many people have forgotten that this surname originally represented the foreign invaders.

Wu Mayu looked at the broomstick star hanging in the sky, and his breathing gradually became heavy. Finally, he decided to jump off the roof and walk briskly towards the palace that his ancestors had built.

Wu Ma Yu is the prince of Yongdong, and is also known as "Huang Ziyu", and the "Huang Zi Tuo" in Chang Xia is different, the two are of the same age, but their personalities are very different, Wang Zi Tuo likes to do things by himself, no matter how dangerous the situation is, he will choose to rush to the front;

In this regard, Huang Ziyu did not express any dissatisfaction, but in the early morning of the next day, several wild dogs were desperately grabbing a corpse with an excellent body.

"Father, Broomstar is here. There was no time to knock on the door, Huang Ziyu directly pushed open the door of the current Yongdong Emperor's bedroom, and Emperor Gangxian was with his concubine Yunyu, who was interrupted by his own son, and immediately showed dissatisfaction.

"You never knew to knock on the door, did you?"

Emperor Gangxian is the two hundred and fifteenth emperor of Yongdong, probably because of the climate, there are no fat people in Yongdong, each of them is stronger than the Changxia people, compared to the pot-bellied Baichuan Emperor, Emperor Gangxian's figure is maintained extremely well, and his body is full of the smell of male hormones, which is enough to make every Yongdong girl blush.

Huang Ziyu looked indifferent, stared coldly at the naked concubine, and said, "Get out!"

The concubine hit a spirit, and Huang Ziyu is such a person, who seems to be colder than the iceberg of eternal winter. Not daring to ask Emperor Gangxian's meaning, the concubine picked up the clothes on the ground and left Emperor Gangxian's bedroom in a gloomy manner.

"Now the power of the sons is greater than that of the old man. Emperor Gangxian stood up naked, still dangling in mid-air, walked to the table and poured himself a glass of water, and drank it all with his head up.

"Father," Wang Ziyu was expressionless, as if he had long been accustomed to his father's gesture: "The broom star has appeared." ”

"I know," Emperor Gangxian was unmoved, but returned to the bedside, picked up his dragon robe and draped it on his body, and finally regained some of his majesty as an emperor: "And then?"

"Didn't the ancient prophecy say that the appearance of the broom star will be the day when the Wuma family will regain its glory. ”

"I know that, too. ”

"Then you are still playing with women here?" Prince Yu Yongdong's iceberg-like face finally had anger: "I don't need to kill you at all, you will die in a woman's belly one day sooner or later." ”

"Isn't it good?" Emperor Gangxian has always had an indifferent attitude, as if he was deliberately trying to provoke his son, and he still enjoyed it: "Don't worry, even if I really die in a woman's belly, it will take at least ten years!"

"What about revenge against the Ancient Family? will it have to wait until ten years?"

"The Wuma family has been waiting for thousands of years, is there still ten years left?" Seeing his son desperately suppressing his anger, Emperor Gangxian laughed instead, and teased: "You look like the woman you just kicked out, dare to be angry and dare not speak." Yu'er, I see that you are blowing too much cold wind outside, and even your heart has frozen. ”

Huang Ziyu didn't speak, but the shadow behind him suddenly stood up, standing behind Huang Ziyu, the black shadow in his right hand suddenly extended, and the original position of his hand actually turned into a dagger.

"Tut-tut. Emperor Gangxian's face did not change, his shadow also stood up, transforming into a tall warrior, Emperor Gangxian himself was still only wearing a heavy dragon robe, but the shadow standing behind him could clearly see the appearance of armor. Emperor Gangxian's shadow right hand also began to lengthen, and finally turned into a sword.

"If you want to kill me, you are still a little tender, come with me, take you to a place. ”