The royal capital is golden in autumn, and the sky is high and refreshing.

It is still a few months before the snow falls in the north.

But it is also the season of harvest and recuperation.

The Liangzhou army of Wei State has entered a state of alert again, and in winter, the Yin soldiers and robbers outside Guanshan will never stop, and they must prepare in advance.

Because of the relationship between the regent and the Giant Ink Palace, they were able to buy a batch of new war equipment at a favorable price.

And in return, Xia Ji also escorted several Giant Ink Palace related households into the Seventh Ancient Secret Realm to gain some power.

You must know that Xia Ji, Hong Yan Luo and the others are still in the "circle of consciousness" together, and when he said hello, the big curses of the underworld are still very face-saving, not to mention that this is a trivial matter.

At this time.

In the main hall of the royal capital.

The regent seemed to feel something, and suddenly opened his eyes, and grabbed a piece of withered yellow sycamore leaves that swirled lightly and slowly fell.

The luster of white gold surged, and the fallen leaves looked like sterling silver.

For most of the year, Xia Ji's platinum holy bone has covered his whole body.

All 206 bones have been transformed into a special hard substance that can break evil spirits and possess unimaginable hardness.

Xia Ji probably felt that his bones were almost as hard as the magic knife.

If someone "dismemberes" themselves, I'm afraid they can use their own bones to build a lot of magic weapons.

All of his three mystical methods, "The Three Little Mystical Methods' Near World", "Two Little Mystical Methods' Holy Elephant Skills", and "Two Little Mysterious Methods' Blood Boiling Demon Skills" have all been successfully cultivated, and the difference may be the heat and comprehension.

Watching the leaves fall from the trees, but no longer returning, Xia Ji's thoughts drifted away.

Where did Xiao Yuanwu go?

Why is it like it's gone?

What could be causing this?

It's unspeakable, so don't you say goodbye?

Xia Ji looked at the Huaqing Palace in the center of the West Palace again, revealing a thoughtful look.

Xiao Ning went to Xudu, and the life and death in his body was eliminated as expected.

But as a result, there was no news.

The pace of the underworld, the footsteps of the capital are approaching.

In the eastern part of the Yan Kingdom, almost all the places east of the glacier have become the hardest hit areas.

Xia Ji had quietly gone to see it a few times, but he couldn't do anything.

Because a dark carriage will stop just right where it appears.

The nightmarish black horse stomping on its hooves, its miserable white eyes staring at him silently, turning as he walked, seemed to be a warning from some great man in the underworld to "not be nosy".

Xia Ji naturally wouldn't be enthusiastic about working hard for people from other countries...

Regarding this matter, the message from Zhuge Xiaohua was "Natural disasters are coming, starvation is everywhere, eating children raw, and it is very ordinary", but this information added the thoughts of the head of the Wei spy system, and remarked "suspected to be sneaky" in small print.

Xia Ji knew that Xiaohua was right.

This was not a natural calamity at all, but the arrival brought about by the destruction of at least one dragon qi secret realm in the Yan Kingdom by the underworld.

It is likely that the original Dragon Qi Secret Realm has become a terrifying area where Nightmare Qi breeds.

He now has more than 50,000 years of true qi, and when he recalls the "little girl" in the black egg, he still has a feeling that he can't understand.

Even in the face of the nightmarish dark horse that appeared in time, the chaos scars in his body were reminding himself to "don't act rashly, otherwise it will be a big murderer".

The whole world seems to be shrouded in a mysterious rhythm.

And it seems that there is an invisible big hand, together the heaven and earth are the chessboard, and the living beings are the chess pieces, falling one by one, and the layout.

I'm just one of the pawns.

I'm thinking...

Suddenly, Xia Ji felt the fishing rod in his hand sink.

The big fish took the bait?

Can...

He didn't have bait on his hook, but why...

The thought suddenly moved.

At this moment, the young guard in the robes of the forbidden army bowed his head and walked quickly, walking through the alley on the side of the palace gate, his steps were hurried, as if something big had happened.

The young guard showed his waist card, and then he was led outside the Spring Breeze Pavilion by the little eunuch.

Autumn golden, chrysanthemum elegant.

The guards hurriedly knelt outside the two rows of gardens, and said in a loud voice in the direction of the long pavilion: "Lord Qiqi..."

The little eunuch glared at him and coughed lightly.

The young guard had just noticed that the Lord Regent was concentrating on fishing, and he had taken the liberty of disturbing him, so he hurriedly shut up.

The prestige of the prince is deep and the power is monstrous, and what is even more strange is that now the Great Wei has no dissenting intentions whether it is the court, the family, the military department, or the rivers and lakes, and the entire Great Wei has entered an unprecedented state of unity.

Don't...

Is this the power of wisdom and power?

I heard that the prince is just nineteen years old, this...

The young guard really couldn't imagine.

Everyone is also a teenager, why is the prince so different?

When he was the Holy Son, he was domineering.

When he became a regent, he was also the unification of the people.

There is such a person in the world, this young guard really feels a certain pride, and he feels a taste of the long river of history flowing from now on.

"It's okay, just say it. ”

Xia Ji didn't turn around, his voice was indifferent.

He had just felt something abnormal, and an urgent report came.

This had to make him feel a little "connected in the dark".

The young guard hurriedly said: "Lord Qiqi, the 500,000 troops of the Zhao State have left Muye Pass and are approaching the Fengyang Mansion where our Northwest Army is stationed. ”

Xia Ji felt the big fish that had just been hooked...

Why did you take the bait yourself when you didn't have any bait?

He flicked the wooden pole, and the fat big fish suddenly broke out of the water, and the water droplets splashed like glittering crystals, Xia Ji put the struggling fish into the damp barrel on the side, and then responded: "Got it, go down." ”

The young guard hurriedly bowed and retreated, and the figure disappeared.

Xia Ji looked at the fat big fish in the bucket and showed a thoughtful look.

He thought for a moment and clapped his hands.

Soon, a smart-looking young man with cold eyes in the dark shadow walked out quickly.

Xia Ji asked, "What about Concubine Jing and Concubine Nuan?"

After Xiao Ning and Yuan Wu disappeared, thanks to these two, Xigong was not so cold.

And this clever boy is one of the few guards in the forbidden army who can fight.

This group of guards is all commanded by the cicada, known as the little cicada.

The sound of cicadas can be heard everywhere, and the name of this group of guards also comes from this, which shows that they are secret sentinels, spy personnel, although they are still in the process of hurried training, but their quality is the highest in the forbidden army.

The clever young man hurriedly said: "The two ladies quietly went out of the palace last night and played outside all night, and now it seems that they have an entanglement with the disciples of a small family, but General Cicada has secretly followed." ”

The cicada general is the chilling cicada.

Xia Ji nodded and ordered: "Now that the war is about to break out, I am optimistic about the two of them, I remember that last time the two of them actually went to fight the bandits..."

How boring is that?

"My subordinates understand!" the clever young man hurriedly responded.

After Xia Ji finished ordering a series of things, he turned to look at the east, and stepped out, and the person was no longer in place.

There are some rules, he needs to ask Qiu Weiyang.

After all... Since he came to power, he has not encountered such a large-scale national war.

To be honest, with his current level, an army of 500,000, he really dares to bring a knife and go directly to it...

If you transform into a ball of light, the picture...

It's a one-sided slaughter that descended on the Bronze Age as a Battlestar.

But this level of slaughter of his own kind gave him a strange feeling.

If the strong are really so unscrupulous...

So how did these countries exist today?

How many people are left who have perished a long time ago, right?

Or is it pure slavery?

The two elders of the Holy Gate have long since died, and the rest of the high-ranking people are missing... Pang Jing, Blue Moon, Beast Girl, Yaksha and others don't know this level of rules either...

Therefore, he could only come and ask this intern who was one of the four left paths of the immortals.

When he arrived, the freckled little round face was sitting in the center of the eight hexagram flags, his hands were folded, and his ten fingers were spread.

In the center, an ordinary apricot yellow pennant is floating in the air, stationary.

On the flag, some kind of pattern that cannot be glimpsed is looming.

The clothes of the little round-faced girl have been changed into a white gold robe painted with stars, which has a mysterious taste, and the robe is automatic with the long hair in the wind.

It seems to be the uniform of the small hexagram.

Xia Ji waited quietly.

Qiu Weiyang opened his eyes and lost his breath, and the apricot yellow flag faintly showed the appearance of a bright star, vivid, giving people the feeling of jumping out of the flag, but the phantom of the star was fleeting, making people feel unreal.

It seems that this little intern has learned some interesting knowledge in the collection of books and materials of hexagrams.

"Lord Wang, you're here. ”

Qiu Weiyang opened his eyes, and his pupils flashed with a "witch"-like wisdom, mysterious, and blurry luster.

But the next moment, the luster was gone.

Xia Ji clapped his hands and said: "No wonder you haven't looked for me for most of the year, and you haven't asked about the follow-up members of the small hexagrams, it turns out that you are here to understand the way of hexagram calculation, which is very good." ”

Lewd development, low-key jungle, and then out of the mountain after the god is pretended, this idea is correct.

Qiu Weiyang said: "The prince is looking for me, it must be for the invasion of Zhao State, right?"

Xia Ji's expression did not move.

These fortune tellers really have two brushes, and if they hadn't thought of it themselves at the beginning of the year, they would have done it, and they were extremely fast, maybe they wouldn't have been able to wipe them out.

Qiu Weiyang said: "Lord Wang, Skynet is very chaotic now, which shows that there are a lot of people meddling, but in the hexagram algorithm, personal fate can still say a few words, but if it is like the general trend, it must not be said lightly, otherwise it is very easy to be counterattacked."

At the beginning, Qingyunzi..."

She interrupted abruptly.

But Xia Ji also understood that Qingyunzi had not paid attention, or talked about blessings and misfortunes for others, and had many opportunities, so he lost his vigilance, so he vainly talked about "variables" and "magic dragons", so that a catastrophe came... The hexagram was destroyed by itself.

But...

It was also a whim to destroy the hexagram by himself, and the camp of the enemy and me was extremely clear, and there was no trace at all.

Whim?!

Isn't it a definite number?