It was the 10th of April.

On the vast horizon, there is a man, a horse and a horse, straight to the imperial city, no one dares to stop, the burly man riding a handsome horse is dressed in fish scale armor, which looks particularly dazzling in the sunlight, there is a knife on the waist, a goose wing knife, the elite guard of Kunwu can match the national sword.

If Wang Sanxiang was here, she must have remembered that she had seen this soldier three months ago.

The imperial city suddenly appeared in front of him, and the burly man had already jumped off the horse before he could completely stop, and the horse seemed to lose its meaning after stopping, and bleed to death through seven holes.

The burly man ran all the way, fell several times in a row, and came to the outside of the Human Emperor's Palace, but was stopped by the guard in front of the door and shouted: "Who is coming!"

The burly man half-knelt on the ground and said in a deep voice: "Qin Tian imprisoned the guard commander Nanxing to come and go back to the emperor on the tenth day of the first month of the first month of Jizhou Xianshan Heavenly Vision. ”

"Xuan" A high-pitched voice sounded, which was very sultry.

When the man heard the sound, he got up and ran into the hall, only to see the cloud top sandalwood in the hall as a beam, and a five-clawed golden dragon that seemed to fly and lie on the beam circled around, the crystal jade bi was the lamp, the pearl was the curtain, and the fan gold was the pillar base.

There is a huge bright moon pearl hanging on the top of the treasure in the hall, shining brightly, like the bright moon in general, the ground is paved with white jade, embedded with gold beads, chiseled the ground for the lotus, the lotus has nine, the flower has five petals, there is a sense of lotus step by step, the south star who entered the palace for the first time was dazzled by the magnificence in front of him, and it took a moment to react.

There is a dragon chair in the hall, there are golden dragons and nine tails on the chair, the dragon has five claws, and there is the meaning of the respect of ninety-five, which means that the five poles of Kyushu belong to the emperor.

There was a person sitting casually on the dragon chair, but it was so casual that everyone didn't dare to breathe, and they were careful in their every move, for fear of angering the human emperor.

Zhao Kunwu slowly opened his eyes and asked slowly, "When does the Qin Heavenly Prison need the guards to report to the court?

Seeing this, Nanxing replied: "The human emperor is angry, three months ago, the human emperor ordered the Praetorian Guards to escort Qin Tianjian Lingtailang to the northern Xianshan of Jizhou to check the vision, it is true that the heavenly dragon has descended, and I saw a person who carried the heavenly tribulation to repel the heavenly dragon, and then for some reason, except for the small one, all the rest disappeared for no reason. Nanxing lowered his head and said quickly, not daring to look up at Zhao Kunwu.

Zhao Kunwu thought for a moment and asked, "Is there anything strange around, are there any villages or temples?"

Nanxing shook his head and tried to recall the scene at that time, the lightning that covered the sky and the sun lingered in his mind, he had a splitting headache, he held his head with both hands, his eyes were hollow, his eyes were empty and frantically grasping his head, his nails pierced into his skin and shed terrifying blood lines, and he said indiscriminately: "I don't know, I don't know." ”

After saying that, he hit the sandalwood pillar on the side, hit his head and broke the bloodstream, and shouted in horror again I don't know, and then fell to the ground silently.

Zhao Kunwu slowly walked off the dragon chair and came to Nanxing's corpse, his death was extremely terrifying, and his eyes had almost rolled out of his sockets, as if he had seen a ghost before he died.

Zhao Kunwu stretched out his right hand and slowly brushed it down from Nanxing's forehead, and did not let go until Nanxing's eyes closed, and then said softly: "Thick burial, the family will reward 1,000 taels of silver." Someone replied and quickly carried Nanxing away.

One thousand taels is enough, and Sun San's Yu Lu is only six hundred taels a year, and the official is from the second grade, but he doesn't care about these silver taels, just like the sentence: "Money is something outside the body, you don't bring it in life, you don't bring it in death, you have to do it, just enough to eat." ”

Zhao Kunwu slowly returned to the dragon chair, turned his head and said to the old man who had been standing without saying a word: "Chen Xiangguo, what do you think?"

The old man bent over and replied: "A few days ago, I watched the sky at night, and the North Star of Jizhou Sky Dome was shining, and the North Star was the star of light, and I am afraid that a great light would come." ”

Zhao Kunwu seemed to think of something, and he didn't say anything for a long time, as if he was searching for the memories that remained in his mind.

Suddenly, Zhao Kunwu thought of a scene, which existed thousands of years ago, so vague, but so real.

Zhao Kunwu seems to have returned to a thousand years ago, immersed in it.

It was an era when demons were rampant, and Zhao Kunwu at that time only had the Celestial Realm, which also contained a shocking secret, and Zhao Kunwu was able to build the country with the help of many external forces, including the Kunlun clan that had existed since the existence of the vast land of Shenzhou.

The Kunlun clan is mysterious and extraordinary, and people and demons dare not disturb it, specializing in the soul, and claiming to be the descendants of God.

In 2019, the land of Zhongzhou was made up of bears, oxen, tigers, rabbits, dragons, snakes, horses, sheep, monkeys, wolves, eagles, elephants and twelve tribes were kings, and the war continued.

Among the twelve tribes, the dragon clan is the strongest, arrogant and unreasonable, and the other eleven tribes are often violated by the dragon clan, and the women in the clan are not spared, because they are afraid of the dragon clan's revenge, and most of them dare to be angry and dare not speak.

After the sky rained heavily, after the heavy rain, a new tribe appeared in the barbarian land, called Kunlun tribe, the clan is numerous, the strength is strong, the dragon clan is afraid that its strength exceeds its own, united the rest of the eleven clans to attack the Kunlun clan, the war lasted spring, summer, autumn and winter, blood flooded the earth, after a river of blood, the twelve tribes were all wiped out, the old and young of the clan joined the Kunlun clan and called the human race, after which only the Kunlun clan was left in the Zhongzhou continent, and the human clan calendar was built.

In the year 2020 of the human calendar, a major event occurred in the Kunlun tribe, and the holy daughter Zhuoma of the clan gave birth to two holy children, one light and one dark.

After the test of the elders of the clan, the light boy is strong in the flesh but the soul is extremely weak, not suitable for practicing the soul secret method in the clan, the dark boy has two souls, and is considered by the elders to be the reincarnation of the demon venerable, which can make the elders anxious, you must know that the holy daughter gave birth to the holy son, the holy son was born in response to the catastrophe, and he must stand up when the demon world recovers, these two people have no special power, and they are not treated well in the clan, so they have become very good friends, and they are not commensurate with brothers.

Time sneaks by, like a white horse passing through a gap, and both of them have become heroic teenagers who fight in all directions.

In the endless wasteland, two naked men were chasing each other, their shame covered with only a tiger skin at their waists.

"Hahaha, Kunlun, you can't catch up with me. The man who was frantically fleeing on the wasteland glanced behind him and shouted.

"Kunwu, don't run, look at me!" The man known as Kunlun cast a soul spell, and a black qi rushed towards Kunwu, imprisoning Kunwu in place, unable to move, no matter how he broke free, there was no response.

Kun Wu shouted and asked, "Kunlun, what kind of demon art are you practicing?"

Kunlun jumped in front of Kunwu and replied: "Hmph, why do you say that my magic is witchcraft, you have pressed me for so many years, the patriarchs will only praise you, even Gancuo loves you, and I will always be the demon in their mouths, why, why!" Then Kunlun's eyes flashed with a trace of red light, as if he had lost his mind, and slapped his palm on Kunwu, Kunwu's body was flooded with a burst of golden light, and Kunlun's body was trapped by a golden light.

Gancuo is the daughter of the patriarch, with a delicate appearance, and is deeply loved by Kunlun, and the bracelet that is often worn on Gancuo's hand is extremely beautiful.

"Stop, you evil obstacle!" A deep voice came, and a rickety old man slowly walked out from the side, it was the patriarch of the Kunlun clan, and his strength was unfathomable.

After waving his hand, he slowly sighed and said, "Demonic qi, after all, I can't suppress it." ”

Kun Wu hurriedly asked, "Kunlun, what's wrong with him?" Looking at Kunlun's painful and sluggish expression trapped in the golden light, Kun Wu was very uncomfortable, he always thought that Kunlun was his younger brother in his heart, although the two never called it that.

The patriarch stretched out two fingers and shot out a golden light that sank into Kunlun's eyebrows, Kunlun's expression slowly returned to normal, and then fainted and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Kun Wu hurriedly stepped forward and picked up Kunlun, and asked the patriarch as he walked into the clan: "Patriarch, what's wrong with Kunlun?"

The patriarch looked at Kunlun, who was fainting, and sighed: "So far, I won't hide it from you, in fact, Kunlun is the reincarnation of the Demon Venerable, and we suppressed the demonic qi with the holy spring water, and now the demonic qi has recovered." ”

Kun Wu then remembered that when he was about five or six years old, the patriarch would always give Kunlun the opportunity to go to the holy spring to bathe, but he didn't let himself go, it turned out to be of such a use.

Kun Wu shouted angrily: "How can Kunlun be a Demon Venerable, so I'm not also a Demon Venerable?"

The patriarch let out a long sigh and said, "It's a long story, you don't need to ask more, you will have a battle in the future, you have to let go of your feelings." ”

Kungo was silent all the way.

"End of this chapter"