Xia Ji didn't care at all about "Ji Changle was untied and out of control", and it seemed that he already knew.

He has forgotten his identity, every day he goes to the royal capital Qinglou to take a stroll, listen to some songs, talk with people about the brewing of fine wine, and even incognito, a little disguise, and the surrounding literati and scholars chant a few poems, and then go to the palace for dinner at dusk, and talk to Xia Ning.

Slowly, he broke into the circle of literati near the royal capital.

Sad spring and sad autumn, this is the time when the poet is in high spirits and shouting to go out to travel, if you add a female talent, then the atmosphere will suddenly be high.

When he was tired of playing, he would return to the Xiaoyao Painting Boat, and then the next day there would be some messages from the circle of talented people to a small family surnamed Li in the royal capital, and then the head of the small family would come to report to Xia Ji.

Although this family is also surnamed Li, it has nothing to do with the Li family in the East China Sea.

This small family is naturally the source of a fake identity that Xia Ji found at random, and the name was also made up by him casually, called Li Taibai, and the head of the small family surnamed Li is naturally very cooperative.

In late autumn, the yellow leaves were floating all over the sky, Xia Ji got into the carriage arranged by the head of the little family, and in the name of the son of the little family, he participated in the autumn outing.

The carriage was encamped outside the city by the long stream, the water was cold and cool, and the plump autumn fish swam from the shallow pebbles and misty tips of aquatic plants.

Then the crowd began to chant poetry.

First they were humble with each other, and then they began.

One by one, after each chanting, everyone secretly despised it in their hearts, but they smiled and applauded on their faces, and the atmosphere was also lively.

The more famous Miss Bo family in the surrounding families of the royal capital, Bo Caihan, is the age of being amorous, young and beautiful after the cardamom years, but she is addicted to poetry and songs, and her family doesn't care, after all, there is something wrong with women's cultivation of the art of war, astrological martial arts, and there is nothing wrong with dancing and writing to add a little style.

She sat in the carriage with the maids by her side, watching a group of young talents reciting poetry against her, and she just wore a veil and listened.

She looked at it for a moment, then tapped on the wooden edge.

The maid leaned over sensibly and said softly, "Miss, you must have taken a fancy to that Hu genius, right?"

Bo Caihan snorted shyly, and before she could speak, the maid covered her mouth and chuckled, "It can't be the genius of the Li family?" It seems to be smeared with a layer of toner, and the hair on my face is disgusting... The lord will not agree. ”

Bo Caihan was about to fight, and said: "Okay, you are a clever child, who said it was him! I want to give them questions, and if anyone answers the best, I will give him the tips." ”

The maid and the young lady are usually close, and the two are just joking.

Now that she heard the question, her eyes lit up, and she leaned over to listen for a while, and then patted her flat chest and said, "Don't worry, miss, wrap it up on me." ”

Then, in Bo Caihan's expectant gaze, she walked up to the more than ten talented people with a smile, clapped her hands and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, my young lady wants to give you a question, I wonder if you have the courage to take it?"

The talents were stunned.

This is a familiar number.

Talented and beautiful.

How to match?

Naturally, you have to go through the difficulties set by the beauty first.

And in the Qinglou Music Workshop is a pattern.

So a group of people all stood up and expressed "good" in various coquettish ways.

Of course, there is no shortage of straight men who roared angrily: "Who is your young lady, why did you give us a question?!"

However, this kind of straight man is generally ignored.

Today's autumn is high and cool, the sun is falling, so that the leaves that have fallen all over the ground are plated with thin gold, and the maid is also very happy, but at a glance, she saw that Li Taibai, the talented son of the Li family, was leaning on the side of the tree with his hands, his legs were crossed, and he was shaking slightly.

The maid couldn't help but be a little angry.

It's just that you're ugly, why are you still so unattractive?

This Li Taibai is naturally simple and easy to look (blackened his face with toner, and then glued a long-haired mole on his left cheek) The king of the dynasty, Xia Ji!

It's not that he doesn't cooperate, but he's just watching some scenes through the eyes of the earth:

It was Ji Sheng's bedroom.

The auspicious chief was half-kneeling in front of the Son of Heaven, who was already extremely thin and even skinny in some places.

"Your Majesty, the old slave is sorry for you, the old slave is sorry for you..."

Ji Xiang slapped himself as he spoke.

He was in tears, and his eyes were full of remorse.

If it weren't for him, General Wen Feng and Lei Wen would not have been caught and stayed in the dungeon.

And General Wen is the emperor's only reliance...

Now this ruined situation is inseparable from the relationship.

He is worse than dead, but he is controlled by the mysterious Yama as a "divine puppet", and he does not dare to have the slightest idea of being unfavorable to Yama, let alone divulging the traces of Yama in any way, as well as the fact that he is controlled.

This old eunuch, who had accompanied Ji Sheng for many years, was in great pain at this time, and he naturally didn't know that an invisible eye was silently watching this scene.

Then looked at the door behind him, Ji Changle who appeared, and the man in white with a gentle face.

Ji Changle asked softly: "Mr. helps me like this, I don't know what Mr. is called?"

The man smiled and said, "Just call me the White King." ”

Ji Changle was stunned: "Wang?"

Is it not the king's land in the whole world, and there are still people in this world who dare to claim the king without their consent?

So, he said: "If Sir wants to be king, it is not impossible for me to give you one." ”

The man smiled and said: "Your Majesty misunderstood, I came from a very far away, in my place, there is a custom in the township, that is, I like to have the first name and the last surname, so in fact, according to the normal title, my name is Wang Bai." ”

He said nonsense casually, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, but it was extremely convincing.

Ji Changle laughed and said: "It's okay, Mr. has helped me so much, so naturally I should be crowned king." What if you are called the White King?"

The White King smiled and said, "Your Majesty." ”

Ji Changle lowered his voice and said, "As I just said to my husband, this auspicious chief has been controlled... If you want to make a big deal, you have to catch him and ask..."

The White King said lightly: "It's useless, he is actually the same as you, he is also controlled by the puppet." ”

Ji Changle: "Can that gentleman..."

The White King shook his head: "The power of the one who controls you is different from the one who controls him, and as a royal family, you have the protection of dragon energy, so you can unlock it, but he can't." ”

Ji Changle: "Then Mr. Lao killed him." ”

The White King smiled, "Naturally." ”

As he spoke, his gaze casually swept over the invisible eye of the earth, as if he was looking at the pair of eyes on the other side of the eye of the earth, and nodded slightly to show respect, or something.

...

The White King stepped forward directly.

The auspicious chief turned around suddenly: "Who?!"

The white king didn't speak, he stepped out, his figure had disappeared in place, he held a short knife in his right hand, the power point of the short knife was very tricky, and it belonged to the treacherous category of skills.

And the power has not been touched, it is not clear.

The sunflower treasure book practiced by the auspicious general manager is also known for his speed, not to mention that he has also reached the extraordinary, with some fierce colors flashing between his eyebrows and eyes, and with a wave of his right sleeve, there is a series of crisp sounds of "do-do" in the sleeve.

Silver needles shoot out like embroidery, and the speed is extremely fast.

He shot with the right moment.

And the young man was still rushing.

The speed of the hedging made the speed of the embroidery needle invisibly increased a lot, and then it was worn in front of the young man.

It's like a needle entering a river, but there are no ripples, and all the embroidery needles are gone.

The auspicious manager reacted unpleasantly, but this scene made him stunned for 0.01 seconds.

With this thought, the White King's knife was directly on his neck.

No!

It's still a few millimeters away.

At a distance of a few millimeters, the auspicious chief manager's expression suddenly changed, the sadness and pain in his eyes all disappeared, and he became lazy and casual, and the speed of his neck was the same as that of the white king's sword.

The white king's knife seemed to be inexhaustible, and it always maintained the momentum of slashing, facing the neck.

The auspicious chief was retreating, looking at the short knife, without panic.

The two of them went one after the other, and in an instant, Jixiang had already grabbed a fruit knife on the coffee table on the side, and just grabbed it, he stared at the ground with his hind feet, and the whole person made a posture of solidification at the moment when the tiger pounced and the hard bow was tightened, but the knife in his hand was pointed directly at the white king.

At this moment, both of them froze.

Ji Xiang didn't care about himself at all, and pointed his neck to the white king's dagger and the fruit knife to the white king's heart.

The white king froze, withdrew his hand, closed the knife, and the blade of the knife touched the fruit knife that stabbed out.

He won't trade his life with a puppet.

Bite!!

The two finally had their first weapon contact since they had met.

With the touch of the blade, the inertia and momentum of the two bodies were also pressed, but in an instant, they were separated by a touch.

Immediately.

Ji Changle was almost stupid.

The White King and Jixiang fought each other like a marquee, going back and forth, a short knife and a fruit knife facing each other in a sour way that made the eyes look sour.

Ji Changle is a prince anyway, he has seen the duel between masters, and he has seen them dance their weapons one after another, but he has never seen this.

Both the White King and Jixiang had a strange smile on their lips, and their movements were like a few freeze-frame clips.

There are no afterimages.

It's just that it suddenly appeared somewhere.

The air echoed with the sound of "ding, ding, ding, ding", like the leisurely sound of a blacksmith striking iron.

Then, when the third prince heard Ji Xiang, he suddenly said, "While I'm not there, do you want to sneak attack?"

The White King smiled and replied softly, "You crossed the line and swallowed something alone, is it appropriate?"

After the two finished speaking, they said no more.

Then the third prince saw the auspicious hands, and suddenly raised...

He suddenly had the feeling of being enveloped in an air hood.

In the palace where Ji Sheng is recuperating, dust is flying, and every piece of dust is a knife...

The white king wanted to step forward, but looking at the secret dust, he was half a step forward, but he turned back a hundred meters, pulled Ji Changle with his left hand, and shouted "Run!"

Then the two of them flew out of the palace.

Ji Changle slowly raised his head and opened his mouth wide, his eyes reflected a gray knife tide...

The tide was beating, and he was like a child who had just learned to walk in front of this power, and he encountered a tsunami on the beach...

The heart is pounding!

Boom!!

The two of them landed, and the tide was still coming.

Metal doors, windows shattered by impact.

The hard ground was cut one after another.

After the gray is the auspicious chief who floats in the air like a god, the gray hair of the chief is flying, and his hands are pressed and he is standing still, supporting the enchantment.

Ji Changle was frightened in his heart, and his voice trembled, "This old dog is so powerful?"

The White King said softly: "It's not an old dog, it's the king of the Yin Division." ”

Ji Changle was stunned for a moment and asked, "What should I do then?"

The white king said: "Run, don't be caught up by the gray tide." ”

Ji Changle said: "I am the Son of Heaven, I have the destiny of heaven, and I am blessed by dragon energy!"

He remembered the dragon song in his head, which helped him break through the puppet, and he couldn't help but regain his confidence.

Originally, he heard that the golden dragon on Wantai Mountain was suddenly replaced by the Jizo Buddha, and he was still a little scared in his heart.

As soon as this god was removed, he was really relieved.

It seems that the dragon vein of the Great Zhou is still there...

That Jizo doesn't seem to have any ill will towards my Great Zhou.

Boom!!!

Suddenly, there was a thud behind him.

With this piercing sound, the rapidly sweeping gray tide lost its momentum in mid-air and slowly fell.

And the auspicious chief in the gray tide has landed, and the meridians are broken.

His body harnesses forces that he shouldn't, and so it should be.

Ji Changle was stunned, and after confirming that the old eunuch was dead, he said excitedly: "I'll just say it, I'll just say it, I have a destiny, I have a destiny!!"

Bai Wang smiled and lowered his head when he listened, his eyes narrowed into a line, as if he was really happy for this quasi-heavenly son.

And on the other side...

Xia Ji also opened his eyes and yawned, not as if he had been hurt in any way.

sighed silently in my heart: "Ask for benevolence, you have a fight with his master and servant, and I will reluctantly keep you, so go to Huangquan early to explore a way for the master." ”

As soon as he looked up, he saw the maid of the Bo family looking at him with her waist crossed.

This is also the poetry scene of the autumn tour of talents.

He is still pretending to be the son of the Li family.

Xia Ji: ???

"What are you looking at?"

The maid said, "What are you doing? Li Taibai, you don't take my young lady seriously, do you? Or do you think you're talented... Better than everybody here?"

As soon as Xia Ji raised his head, the long hair on the black mole on his left cheek shook, and the maid who looked at it was panicked, "Isn't it right to chant poetry?"

The maid asked, "Can you groan?"

Xia Ji smiled: "What are you chanting?"

The maid said, "Just chant about the river, and take this river as the theme." ”

Xia Ji asked, "Did they groan?"

The maid said, "Not yet, just waiting for you!"

She was a little unhappy to see this talented man of the Li family inexplicably, obviously he looked so ugly, he should be the material for green leaves, and he didn't know each other, he really didn't know what to do!

Xia Ji said: "Groan, just groan!"

The maid snorted, for some reason, she just didn't like this person, obviously she didn't show any talent in the whole scene, as if she had been playing soy sauce, she was so ugly, her skin was rough, and there was a disgusting mole, but she still ignored people so much.

Then let you shoot.

So, the maid turned around and walked to the carriage with a smile, and said in a loud voice: "The talented Li Taibai said that he would recite poetry first, and he would overwhelm all of you!"

Bo Caihan said softly: "Qiao'er, don't embarrass others..."

However, before she finished speaking, Xia Ji had already walked out laughing, standing in the center of the talented man with his hands, and directly read the first sentence in the eyes of a group of people looking at the brainless: "You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and not returning." ”

Immediately after: "You don't see the mirror of the high hall, the sorrow is white, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk." ”

The surrounding talents were all stunned.

Bo Caiyun just wanted to say why you don't measure yourself and don't have the slightest self-knowledge, but the words are still blurted out, as if your neck is choked, and your eyes are wide open.

The maid was also stunned, looking ahead in disbelief.

Xia Ji held his hands and looked up at the sky, looking like a heroic dry cloud.

The face that is obviously very black and has a big mole, but it has a little more strange talent, as if he is standing in the rolling river, time and years go back and forth from his fingertips, green silk and white hair but between opening and closing his eyes, before it was still dusk under the mulberry elm to talk about love, but after it was already white hair and pale and rickety.

"Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon, I am born to be useful, and the daughter will come back when it is gone!!"

Four sentences come out...

The surrounding talents, as well as the young lady of the Bo family, and the maid almost had goosebumps falling off.

the groove.

It's awesome.

The maid only felt that what she was thinking about just now was "obviously not talented", and that Li Taibai's ugly gesture was simply a slap in the face.

The rest of the talented people only felt that they had read these books in vain.

As soon as this word came out, no one in the world could no longer chant the river.

Merely...

The words are good, this stream did not run to the sea.

But the talented people have fallen into madness and automatically ignore this shortcoming.

It's a beautiful word.

It's so beautiful that they don't even have low self-esteem.

Because it's too much worse.

Xia Ji thought it was funny, and he continued to chant aloud.

And why does he like to play the ugly Li family genius to join such a small circle?

Very simple...

He's bored.

When he's bored, he likes to run out and play the "keep your dog's eyes open and see who I am" pretend game.

It's an easy day-to-day.

However, now there is only one person who can reveal his identity.

Otherwise, this force will not draw a perfect end.

It's just not perfect.

But in fact, he had already calculated, and the man should have almost arrived.

Really...

A woman's voice suddenly sounded in the distance: "King Xiaoyao is so big Yaxing." ”

The sound was very loud, and it was thousands of meters away, but it still did not weaken at all.

Then the woman began to "applaud"...

The applause was:

Bang bang bang!!

Bo Caihan and the others only saw a tall and thin girl riding a "nightmare"-like black horse, wearing a majestic lion armor, holding an exaggerated black hammer in both hands, and colliding with each other.

The twisted pigtails fell between the horse's belly, extremely long...

And the tip of the braid was tied with a small round golden hammer.

Not long after, on the other side of the stream, a huge mechanical bird shadow appeared above the official road not far away.

The shadow seemed to sense this, and heard the words "King of Ease" again, so he landed.

This is a sky-blue puffin mechanical puppet with a size of nearly 100 square meters after spreading its wings.

Riding on the puppet's neck is a man wrapped in a gossip collar Taoist uniform, with a jade jue around his waist, and a sword behind his back, and the shark skin wrap on the hilt of the sword has been worn out, which shows that the man draws and swings the sword a lot of times.

In the center of the puffin puppet is a girl wrapped in a dark blue dress, with hanging hair, extremely beautiful, closed eyes like water lilies, and open eyes like lotus flowers blooming in the sun, extremely beautiful, hazy like a dream!

What Miss Bo compared to her, it was simply a difference between cloud and mud, the difference was too far, and in an instant, all the talented people almost stared at it, and then they couldn't take it off.

There were also dozens of men and women sitting on the puffin puppets, all of all ages, dressed differently, and some even had family emblems at the corners of their clothes, apparently from different families.

This group of people are from families near the Southern Dynasty who came to participate in Ji Changle's accession to the throne.

The leader is Jiang Wuyu, who is a double cultivator of Jiangjia Daowu.

Sitting in the middle is Jiang Lingyue, the second "little water lily" on the Hundred Flowers List.

The rest are representatives of various families, and they are also local snakes in the Southern Dynasties, belonging to various powerful figures with official, business, and military relations.

Jiang Wuyu naturally recognized who the girl who was shouting "King Xiaoyao" was.

It's so iconic.

At a glance, you can tell that it is Li Yuan'er, the little princess of the Li family in the East China Sea.

It's just that the "King of Freedom" she said in her mouth is?

Jiang Wuyu looked at the man who was chanting poetry.

Xia Ji senses that someone is coming...

It seemed that they didn't perceive their own awesomeness, so they started chanting again.

"You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky..."

Really...

Jiang Wuyu was also shocked after hearing this, and then looked at the man with some black particles on his face, the mole on his left cheek and the skin were a little split, and then he thought of the name of the King of Ease, and the name of the Merry King was a must, and he couldn't guess who that person was, but he was not familiar with the King of Freedom after all, so he waited aside with a smile.

He was not in a hurry to enter the city.

It is no coincidence that I was able to meet the Li family in the East China Sea.

Zhu Rong, who participated in the battle of the Yin Si Holy Society as Jiang Lingyue as a bright face, glanced at Xia Ji strangely, and his heart was strange.

At this moment, Li Yuan'er had already rushed over with the nightmare, and when she arrived at Xia Ji's side, she said directly: "King Xiaoyao, your poetry is really good." ”

All the talents, and the thin girl were shocked speechless.

The Easy King?

How can this talented son of the Li family be the King of Freedom?

Xia Ji shook his head: "I'm sorry, girl, you recognized the wrong person." ”

After all...

He walked off into the distance.

With every step, the figure is tens of meters away...

All:...

Jiang Wuyu, the leader of the Jiang family in the Southern Dynasty this time, couldn't help but clapped his hands and said: "What a carefree king, he really has a bit of a sense of ease." It's just this method, you can know that it is true that he has entered the transcendental, and he is really a young genius, much more powerful than me. ”

Jiang Lingyue said lightly: "Elder Wuyu doesn't have to be presumptuous, you are not old, but whether it is Dao Law or Sword Technique, you have cultivated to the top level of the rivers and lakes, and over time, you will definitely be able to break through the extraordinary." ”

Jiang Wuyu smiled bitterly: "Lingyue, do you still refuse to call me big brother?"

However, the little water lily has ignored him.

How old is a child, and you want me to be a big brother?

At this time, Zhu Rong, who was a fire spirit girl in his previous life, only had two things in his heart.

First, how does the Holy Church deal with the Yin Division.

Second, how can we forget Jizo?

Think about it for a moment...

Start a new relationship and forget about the old one.

Falling in love with that Jizo is a fruitless flower after all.

Do you want to stop trying to have a relationship with the King of Joy without breaking up?

Maybe we'll be able to forget about him.

Thinking about it, she pulled up her little blue skirt, stepped on the autumn grass with crystal slippers, and chased after Xia Ji in the distance, shouting "King Xiaoyao, King Xiaoyao, wait for me." ”

All:...

Jiang Wuyu: ...

But soon, he shook his head with a smile, looked at the thin but powerful Li Yuan'er on the side, and asked, "Miss Li Si, where is your third brother, hasn't you arrived yet?"

Li Yuan'er said casually: "It's in the back." ”

Then he rode the Nightmare Horse, and chased after the King of Freedom who was "escaping" with a double hammer, and completely stopped caring about Jiang Wuyu.

All:...

Finally, someone sighed: "The name of the King of Freedom is all over the world, and it is really true..."

Among the four great families, the Li family, the king of the East China Sea, and the two little princesses of the Jiang family, the lord of the Southern Dynasty, were actually chasing him, what is this not a romance?

...

...

Two days later.

The Royal Palace at night.

The eunuch carried the palace lamp and walked quickly with his head bowed in front.

The light faintly revealed the pebbles and a young girl walking on the path.

The girl's snow-colored dress, not the clothes in the palace, extremely beautiful, extremely cold, this cold added a trace of strange killing in the previous "resignation", her face was patted with just the right amount of gouache, her hands were gently folded in front of her lower abdomen, and she followed the eunuch.

It was the seventh on the Hundred Flowers List that received the strange transplant of "Snow Clothes Lily of the Valley" Wang Qiqi.

For some reason, her left eye was always slightly squinted, as if she was enduring some pain.

The eunuch walked to the front of the imperial study and knocked lightly on the door, "Your Majesty, someone brought it." ”

Ji Changle's voice came from inside: "Come in." ”

The eunuch stood a few inches beyond the threshold on the left with his head bowed and his waist bowed.

Wang Qiqi pushed the door and entered.

Ji Changle looked at this beautiful woman.

It's really a small treasury on the move.

If the name of a concubine can be exchanged for two or three million taels of gold, and such a beautiful and capable woman, it is indeed worth it.

So, Ji Changle pretended to be profound: "The old family of Ge has suffered misfortune, and I am deeply sympathetic. ”

Wang Qiqi didn't speak, but just showed the sadness he should have.

Ji Changle continued: "I have always been silently concerned about the Wang family, and I also care about you, so... After a long period of hard work, he finally found out who was the murderer of the Wang family. ”

Originally...

Black and white impermanence finished assembling the panther right in front of him.

And behind this is the Red Mansion, and that one... A beautiful woman who once showed her face in front of him.

That woman, he checked, was the white peach blossom that was the first on the list of hundred flowers.

So, naturally, he knew the murderer.

Wang Qiqi Yingying bowed and said, "Please tell the people your majesty." ”

Ji Changle smiled: "It's okay to tell you, but I hope to help you rebuild the Wang family, so you can stay in the palace and be my concubine, okay?"

Wang Qiqi was silent.

Ji Changle said: "You need to understand that only I can help you, and when I first take the position, I also need your connections, money, and I really like you."

If your grandfather is still here, he will definitely agree to this family business, you know it best in your heart, isn't it, Qiqi?"

He had already used a further name.

Wang Qiqi's mind suddenly appeared what Xia Ji said.

"What if Elder Ge asked you to give up on me and re-enter into a marriage?"

What she expected from Xia Ji was naturally to be able to take her back into the center of power.

And if she becomes the favorite concubine of the Son of Heaven, then she will directly enter this center.

So what's so bad?

If Grandpa is here, he will definitely hope that he will agree...

After all, if the child in this womb has the opportunity to become a prince or even an emperor, then the Wang family is really prosperous.

It's just that...

Wang Qiqi shook his head: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, the people's daughter already has a heart. ”

Ji Changle didn't expect to be rejected, his face was very bad, he was about to say something, and suddenly his body froze... Then he said slowly: "The murderer... It is the black and white impermanence of Yin Si, she has an accomplice, and her apparent identity is the 'White Peach Blossom' Murong Yanran, who is the first on the Hundred Flowers List. ”

Wang Qiqi was a little surprised, but he still said, "Thank you, Your Majesty." ”

Ji Changle said: "You... Go down. ”

Wang Qiqi retreated.

In the shadows.

A black shadow was short behind Ji Changle, slowly stood up, holding a crossbow in his hand and facing Ji Changle's back.

He can be a eunuch, he can be a guard, he can make you visible, he can make you invisible, he can be anyone, he can appear anywhere.

And outside the door, on a tall building in the shadows, the white king was looking at Wang Qiqi who walked out of the imperial study.

In the reception courtyard of the royal family, Jiang Lingyue, who was wrapped in a blue dress, was holding her cheeks and looking at the bright moon in the tea.

Zhu Rong drinks, water lilies drink tea...

And in the private room of the Tianzifang in the restaurant, a rugged-looking man with a giant knife of broken sun stuck in his back, was closing his eyes to recuperate, and his "nourishing spirit" seemed to be really raising, so that a suppressed bright light flashed under his skin.

Outside the royal capital, a fierce wolf horse is galloping, the number of more than 10,000 people, the leader of the team sits on the high-headed white-headed giant wolf, hands crossed, eyes slightly narrowed, full of murderous intent, contained but not hair, but as steady as Mount Tai.

And in the shadows of the unknown, there is a man who doesn't seem to exist at all, dressed in a Taoist robe, treacherous and murderous.

Meantime.

In the wilderness.

An ascetic with shackled hands, barefoot trampling between the gravel and withered grass of autumn...

In the north, the middle-aged man in the golden robe with a dragon's roar on his eyebrows, followed by more than a dozen expressionless men in gorgeous clothes, was rapidly approaching the royal capital.

The leaves are like knives, the wind blows the grass, the wildfires burn.asxs.dot the ashes, and the air is filled with the smell of burning...

Walking here, it gradually has a cold rouge gouache smell.

The King of Joy was lying outside the Qinglou, on the slope of Changhong Lake, pouring the altar violently, muttering: "Where do you wake up tonight... Hahaha... I wish to be a little bird in heaven, and I am only a fairy on earth. ”

Above the slope, there is a red cloud of palace maids who seem to be forever calm.

Her eyes were calm, and she looked quietly at the debauched King of Ease, as if to say:

, why would Lao Tzu lose to you like this?