There was a boom, the void shook, a twist, and the giant horn that turned into a note roared to break through the stubborn defense of the giant Jiao and kill Mu Ren in front of him.

It happened so suddenly that Muren didn't have time to call back the giant jiao, so he could only desperately send out a new giant jiao.

But the fierce battle in a short period of time consumed a large part of his strength, and the new giant Jiao that was hastily sent out was very limited, and was easily crushed by the giant dragon, and Muren, who bore the brunt of the attack, was poured through, and the whole person exploded out at once, leaving a rough mark on the snow that was more than two hundred meters long, and then fell heavily to the ground, nostrils, eyes, ears, and mouth, all revealing bright red blood.

Breathing has become intermittent and has reached the brink of death.

The rhythm fighting between monks is often more dangerous than hand-to-hand combat.

As soon as the other party appeared, Cao Yi, who guessed this ending, got up with a flat expression, held the guzheng with one hand, and patted off the snow on the hem of the robe with a gentle movement with the other hand.

Although it can be shaken off with a shock of aura, Cao Yi still prefers to use his hands.

After the shoot was clean, Cao Yi turned around, walked unhurriedly for a while, and entered the room.

Yang Huting and Li Wanhua's eyes were full of awe, as if they were in awe of a god.

Ying Lin's gaze was respectful with a bit of admiration.

Ying Zheng's eyes were relatively flat, but there was also a hint of curiosity. After all, Cao Yi had performed a method that he had never seen before and didn't know how to resist.

"Your Majesty, is there nothing you want to ask about the poor Dao?"

Cao Yi said with a smile.

Before fighting with the old man who played the piano just now, although the two talked a lot, they didn't touch on the situation of Daqin and the modern world at all.

With Yingzheng's character, he should be concerned.

"Of course, I want to know what time is it, what happened to Daqin?"

Ying Zheng said.

Sure enough, I asked.

Cao Yi spent a few minutes briefly explaining the demise of Modern Times and Great Qin.

"My Great Qin is really dead"

Despite his psychological preparations, Ying Zheng was still very stunned.

However, after all, he was the first emperor of the ages, and he quickly drove out this bad mood, and his face returned to a breezy appearance.

"Congratulations on the reunion of Your Majesty's father and daughter after more than two thousand years."

Cao Yi changed the subject.

Ying Zheng glanced at Ying Lin, who bowed his head and looked worried, and said puzzledly: "I don't have blood resonance with this girl, why did the Taoist say that this girl is my daughter." ”

"More than two thousand years is enough for Ziyuan to wipe out the bond between Ying Lin and His Majesty."

Cao Yi said.

When Ying Zheng heard Zi Yuan's words, Gu Bo's face turned cold, turned his head, and looked at Ying Lin's gaze coldly: "You have been living with Zi Yuan, you must know where Zi Yuan lives?" ”

"I, I know"

Ying Lin was made a little stuttered by Ying Zheng's sharp gaze.

The eyes of Yingzheng, who once unified the world and was a great monk, are not something that anyone can bear.

"Ziyuan's matter, I'll talk about it later, Poor Dao will take Your Majesty to see what happened first"

After Cao Yi finished speaking, he summoned the "Qintian Scroll" from the purple gold red gourd, pushed it open to the side of the Yang Restoration Diagram, and the bright red flowers on the other side were revealed.

"This flower is extraordinary"

Ying Zheng said.

"Your Majesty, please look"

Cao Yi's voice fell, and a red light emanated from the map, filling everything.

Next, Ying Zheng, like Ying Lin that time, saw the scene where his concubine was tortured to death and his daughter was snatched away by Ziyuan.

After a long time, the illusion disappeared and returned to reality.

Ying Zheng lowered his head slightly, didn't say anything, didn't know what he was thinking.

Cao Yi gave Ying Lin a look.

Ying Lin walked towards Ying Zheng, and before he could get to him, he saw Ying Zheng raise his head and look at him, and immediately stopped.

"Come here, let my father take a good look at you"

Ying Zheng's face was rarely a little more gentle.

Ying Lin was encouraged, walked up to Yingzheng, and shouted softly: "Father"

Ying Zheng snorted, looked at Ying Lin carefully for a while, and said, "The eyes and nose are very similar to your mother's concubine." ”

Except for the fact that Ying Lin was more decisive when she killed people, she was still a little girl less than twenty years old at other times. Suddenly hearing such sad words, my nose was sore, and tears slipped down my cheeks.

"It's all because I mistakenly believed in Fangshi's 'furnace ding' back then, and provoked Ziyuan's demon girl."

Ying Zheng blamed himself.

"Your Majesty, you have already recognized it, and recovery is important."

Cao Yi reminded.

After all, it's still insecure, and new enemies can come to you at any time.

Ying Zheng nodded and placed the purple gold red gourd on the ground. He sat on the ground, closed his eyes, and absorbed the exercises of the Five Emperors Great Demon Powers.

Suddenly, a cold wind spread overwhelmingly from the far distance, as if it wanted to freeze this side of the world.

Here comes another one.

If you guessed correctly, it should be the Emperor Jimmu in the mouth of the old man who played the qin.

"Your Majesty"

An ethereal voice seemed to be in the sky, and it seemed to be in the ears.

Then, Cao Yi saw that Ying Zheng, who was sitting on the ground, opened his eyes, and the expression on his face could be described as frost.

"Xu Fu"

Ying Zheng spat out two words.

It's Xu Fu here! Xu Fu is Emperor Jimmu.

Cao Yi looked out, there was no figure of Xu Fu between heaven and earth, but he could sense Xu Fu's existence.

"God-Martial-Heaven-Emperor-Majesty-Your Majesty, Save-Me"

Mu Ren, who was lying on the ground in the distance, tried his best to make a difficult cry for help.

A faint wave invaded the past.

"No"

Muren screamed in fear, then lost his voice.

What kind of attack is this?

Cao Yi frowned slightly, and quickly thought of what it was, and his brows stretched again.

"I haven't seen you for more than 2,000 years, is Your Majesty okay?"

Xu Fu's voice sounded again.

It's very gentle.,I don't know if I thought it was a person greeting an old friend who had been separated for many years.。

"I'm well"

Ying Zheng replied expressionlessly.

"Your Majesty is still blaming the ministers for their ineffective work, and they don't hide it from Your Majesty, and the ministers have found a new way of eternal life for Your Majesty's reference."

Xu Fu's voice was still respectful.

"A new way of eternal life?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes.

"Abandon the flesh, establish a religion, collect faith, and become a god with incense ......"

Xu Fu told how he had survived without the Fountain of Youthfulness for more than two thousand years.

Ying Zheng snorted lightly and said, "Crooked and heretical"

He closed his eyes.

Cao Yi, who listened to it for a long time, said: "I'm afraid that it is not a new way of eternal life, but a plot to take His Majesty's body?" ”

Xu Fu didn't speak, and his gloomy voice came: "How did you find out?" ”

"Guessed"

Cao Yi replied casually.

"You guessed right, I didn't expect the old man to live for more than 2,000 years, and he actually fell for you, and he was ......."

Xu Fu let out a strange laugh.