Walking out of the inn, Yi Xiaoyao and the people of the Jiumu faction followed the crowd and walked in the most central city of the Eight Wilderness of Dayu.

As the imperial capital of the Dayu Dynasty, King's Landing City is far more prosperous than any city in any wasteland, and the disciples of the Nine Wood Sect are all looking around with novelty on their faces, and they let out exclamations of admiration from time to time.

"Don't embarrass us!"

Li Qing saw the behavior of these disciples, like children who had never seen the world, and immediately snorted.

Then, he smiled a little embarrassedly at Yi Xiaoyao: "Let the seniors laugh, it is the first time for me to come to this Dayu Dynasty." ”

"For the first time?"

Yi Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows.

"The predecessors don't know, we have been in the wilderness for so many years, and there is no hope for the battle between the emperor and the son of each session, so our Jiumu faction has never come to Dayu for this reason."

Li Qing explained: "Now that I heard that the heirs of the Green Emperor are going to participate in the battle of the emperor, my Jiumu faction firmly believes that the heirs of the Green Emperor can win the position of the emperor, so I am here to cheer for the heirs of the Green Emperor!" ”

There are also disciples of the Jiumu Sect who said: "And to come to this Dayu Dynasty, but it costs a lot of money, in order to support the descendants of the Qing Emperor, each of our disciples has saved several months of cultivation resources." ”

Suddenly, Yi Xiaoyao was silent, his heart became heavier and heavier because of this small Nine Wood Sect, because of these ordinary disciples, and even faintly tingled.

Presumably, among the people who came from the Qinghuang this time, there must be many people like the Jiumu faction who came to support him.

These people in the wilderness see him as hope, but he plans to give up the battle between the emperor and the son, how can he face all the people in the wilderness?

For the rest of the road, Yi Xiaoyao was always silent, with incomparable guilt and heaviness.

Li Qing and the others thought that Yi Xiaoyao was the kind of "senior" who was silent and had a strange personality, so they didn't dare to continue talking to him, and the group just flowed along the large crowd and came to a huge battle platform.

It is said that it is a battle platform, it is better to call it a square, this place is the place where the previous emperors and sons disputed, the emperor battle platform!

There are nine areas around the Emperor Battle Platform, and each wasteland occupies one area, and where Li Qing, Yi Xiaoyao and others are located, it is the viewing area of the people who come from the green wilderness.

Because the Nine Wood Sect is a small sect, it can only stand at the back of the desolate area.

But Yi Xiaoyao could still see that at the front, the people from the Barren Palace were gathering there, all with anxious expressions on their faces.

"Didn't Xiaoyao send us a letter saying that there would be peace in the Dayu Dynasty? Why hasn't it appeared until now? Mu Chang Soul frowned and said to the Barren Palace Lord beside him.

The Barren Palace Lord also had a slightly gloomy face, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "Could it be that you are in trouble on the way?" ”

"Probably not, Qingpeng's old guy has always been by Xiaoyao's side."

Mu Changsoul said, and then his face changed slightly, and said, "But until now, Qingpeng has not disappeared at all!" ”

"Wait a little longer, Senior Brother Yi will definitely come!"

At this time, the green kite persuaded the two who were impatient in their hearts.

In desperation, Mu Changsoul and the Desolate Palace Master had no choice but to nod.

Soon, the nine areas around the Emperor Battle Platform were all occupied.

Immediately, nine thrones appeared above the battle platform, and eight figures floated from the direction of Dayu Palace, and sat down from the throne.

These eight people are the masters of the eight wildernesses of today's Dayu, Emperor Yu and the seven emperors!

And behind them, there was a young and vigorous young man standing in each of them, and the poisonous dove that Yi Xiaoyao had seen was among them.

However, the nine thrones, except the one above the desolate region, were unseated.

The originally noisy crowd instantly quieted down at this moment, and all eyes were on the slightly tall throne in the middle of the nine thrones.

Several people on the other thrones also turned their eyes to Emperor Yu, who was in the middle of them and higher than them.

I saw that Emperor Yu was extremely majestic, with a dragon crown on his head, wearing a mountain and river robe, his eyes scanned down, and finally stared at the empty throne above the green barren area.

"This belongs to the throne of the Blue Emperor, and it has been empty for more than five hundred years."

He sighed expressionlessly, and then frowned slightly: "Who is the emperor contender of the Qinghuang Wilderness, why not behind the throne?" ”

Everyone below was also puzzled, the other Emperor Contenders in the Desolate Realm were all standing behind the throne and waiting, but they were the only ones who were missing the Emperor Contenders in the Blue Desolation.

"My Qinghuang Emperor contender, is the descendant of the Qinghuang Emperor Yi Yao, but he failed to come in time, and asked Emperor Yu to delay the opening of the emperor's dispute!"

At this time, the Holy Witch of the Green Desolation got up and saluted to Emperor Yu and pleaded.

When Emperor Yu heard this, he suddenly showed a trace of displeasure on his face, the battle between the emperor and the son was late, that is, he did not take his majesty in his eyes!

"The battle between the emperor and the son, not for any one person's favoritism, noon is coming, the contenders of the emperors and sons, God fights the platform!"

Emperor Yu drank it, and immediately the princes behind the respective desolate emperors clasped their fists and saluted, and fell off the emperor's battle platform.

At this time, there is only one stick of incense left until noon.

The people in the Qinghuang were even more agitated, and the barren palace master and others at the front had even more anxious looks on their faces.

And on the battle platform, the eight desolate princes all had a sneer on their faces, looking at each other from time to time, at this time, they were enemies of each other.

"Poisonous dove, I heard that you were tyrannized by the green wilderness?"

A beprising woman dressed in black veil, thinking that she was the prince of the Black Wilderness, smiled at the poisonous dove, and her smile was full of sarcasm.

The rest of the young men all laughed playfully, and looked at the poisonous dove, obviously having heard about it.

The poisonous dove's face suddenly sank, his cheeks stirred for a while, and he snorted coldly: "If you meet that Yi Yao, it will also end like this!" ”

"Ridiculous! I'm not as wasteful as you, if that Yi Yao were standing in front of me, I could burn him all with one punch! ”

When the prince of the Red Desolation heard the words of the poisonous dove, he sneered, and did not believe the words of the poisonous dove at all.

The rest of the people also had sneers on their faces, apparently thinking the same thing.

The poisonous dove's face became even more gloomy, and he snorted coldly: "It seems that you already know that Yi Xiaoyao can't come today, otherwise you wouldn't have the courage to say these things!" ”

The rest of the people all sneered, and the people behind them had naturally informed them that Yi Xiaoyao had given up the matter of the emperor's dispute.

Just when these emperor contenders on the emperor battle platform were secretly competing, the time for a stick of incense had gradually run out.

At this time, Yi Xiaoyao was standing in the crowd, looking coldly at the figures on the emperor's battle platform, and the cold light flashed in his eyes under the cloak.

Suddenly, as if something was there, he gently pulled the leg of Layi's trousers, causing his face to change suddenly.

"Blackie? How did you end up here? ”

With an exclamation, Yi Xiaoyao looked down and saw that the one who was pulling his trouser leg was Xiao Hei, who had been on Yun Mengling's body all along.

Then, Xiao Hei ran down his pants, quickly climbed to his shoulder, and whispered in his ear.

Listening to Xiao Hei's not-so-smooth words, Yi Xiaoyao's originally gloomy face suddenly turned into surprise.

And his heart, which had always been heavy, finally completely relaxed.

"It's a good little black, it's really time for you to show up!"

Yi Xiaoyao touched Xiao Hei's head excitedly, and couldn't help grinning.

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(End of chapter)