After a few lines, there is another record: "At the age of twenty-seven, the emperor watched the heavens and was shocked to learn that a girl was born in the Jinling demon clan, and he was very worried. ”

The next record is a bit shocking: "In the next seventeen years, the emperor tried to use a hundred methods to snipe this woman, but unfortunately failed. In the autumn of forty-five years, he met with him and died. ”

That is to say, that year, the eighteen-year-old girl of the Jinling family sniped the seventeenth emperor Ao Ming with the magic sword in her hand, and the Emperor of Heaven slowly covered the silk book and pondered.

Instantly, he took out another silk album, this is the history of the forty-fifth Emperor Furuo, this life is very peaceful, the Tiangong and the Jinling family are in a period of recuperation, there is not much conflict between the two sides, but at the end of the annals, there is a record of a quotation written by Emperor Furuo himself - "The strength of the rest of my life, unfortunately I can't find the Jinling sword, leaving a disaster to future generations, so that the killing can not end in my hands, very shocking!" ”

The Heavenly Emperor's eyes showed doubt, was this magic sword that made the ancestors restless, really so powerful?

What is the true face of this sword? Can it really hit the exact moment of the duel?

What method did the Jinling family use to refine such an infinitely powerful magic sword? This magic sword is like a ghost, attached to the legendary princess of Jinling, as long as the Jinling family gives birth to a precious little princess, it can push the heavenly palace to the abyss of no return at any time?

These days, he has been living in the Linlang Book Cave to look through the ancient annals, and found that most of the records are about the battles and killings between the two races, and when his fingers gently swept over these static words, there was a chill in his heart.

The history of the two families has been dyed red by years of blood, and the hatred has been passed down from generation to generation, and over time, it has become a mountain that no one can step over.

However, the origin of this mountain does not explain exactly how this hatred came about. There is no record in the classics, and all the records related to the Jinling family are just blood, killing, and destruction

The cycle repeats itself and never ends.

My father once said to himself before he became an incarnation, "I have found that the best way to solve the problem is complete destruction." ”

If hatred is really implanted in each other's bone marrow and cannot be resolved peacefully, then is it the best solution to completely destroy one side?

Although it is a little more ruthless, but it is always crisp and crisp for the bloody entanglement of life and life?

If you really want to take this path, you must go thoroughly, otherwise it will only be a cycle repeated, and hatred and killing will never end.

He closed his eyes and thought about the vast expanse of land, which had been in the Heavenly Domain for so many years, and now that it was in ruins, he should completely bring it under the control of the Heavenly Palace, wash away the resentment buried deep in it, and bring that land back to life?

If the sword disappears forever in the Heavenly Domain, the Jinling family will no longer have the capital to compete with the Heavenly Palace, and this old feud will not be able to continue, and at that time, the Heavenly Palace will not need to set many strict rules to prevent their pervasive infiltration.

Does the sword still exist today?

The men of the Jinling family are not qualified to hold this sword, and those who can obtain the sword can only be women.

He gently kneaded the tightly knit eyebrows, in that ruin, he had seen a woman, but only for a moment, he could conclude that this woman was not very capable, and there must be someone else who trapped the second elder.

He remembered the dense forest sea and the woman in yellow who retreated with a frightened face.

A faint trance surged into his heart, why did that woman make him feel a little familiar?

It turned out that her eyebrows and demeanor were a few points similar to the yellow-clothed elf that day, and he chose to turn around because of this similarity.

He always kept that first good memory in his heart - if life is only as it was first seen.

There were terrible things he didn't want to touch. Although there is already a little doubt in her heart - who is she? Why did she go there that year?

"It's a very dangerous place, a girl, it's better not to come here."

"And what are you doing here?"

"I have my mission, and I have to come."

"I also have my mission, and I have to come."

A thin layer of cold sweat oozed from his palms, it wouldn't be hers, absolutely not, if she was, I would have sensed it.

His heart suddenly became messy, if she was, how would I choose?

He shook his head and put the question aside, after all these years, she had long since disappeared.

He had decided that he must find this magic sword and destroy it completely for the rest of his life, and without this long-dormant threat, he could permanently abolish the ancient rule of giving a phoenix crown to marry.

Celestial, no killing and bloodshed, no generational resentment.

I want a peaceful and green sky.

If this rule is abolished, my descendants will be able to love as they like in the future, and they don't have to stay in the track planned by their ancestors like me, forcing themselves to love a strange woman, so that they will regret it for life.

However, I still have to follow this rule in my life, and in the end, I have officially married her. You can't give it up, this is the rule of the Heavenly Palace, and in his heart, he has never had such a ridiculous thought.

But how can I be comfortable with her?

The Emperor of Heaven drank the slightly cold tea in the cup in one gulp, he sighed with a headache, it has been more than half a year since he returned to the palace, and he still hasn't thought about it yet.

She said to him that night: "If the emperor is not sincere, please do not uncover this crown." ”

At that moment, his pride and dignity were seriously hit, and he had always thought that she was looking forward to his return day and night.

This made him depressed and pondered for a long time, after the sacrifice ceremony, he saw her lonely leaning in the garden and watching the small fish swimming in the pool, and that time he was very close to her, but she always looked ahead, and did not look back.

She should have sensed that he was standing behind, but she deliberately pretended not to know.

In the months that followed, she seldom went out of the dormitory, and actually kept herself claustrophobic in it.

She cared about his sincerity, but to this day, that beautiful shadow still stays in the depths of his heart - I want to try to forget her, only by completely forgetting her can my heart be freed.

A hint of a wry smile appeared on the corner of his good-looking mouth, after so many years, he really should learn to forget, only in this way can he be in the mood to try - love his wife.