The Great War of Zhao and Wei ended with the upper echelons of Zhao being crushed.

The training method of the greedy wolf dead soldiers, as well as the remaining artillery arrows, were all given to the Wei State by the humiliating ones.

Autumn has entered the depths, and the golden leaves are full of sky.

Today, the northern capital knows that the regent of the Great Wei is named Xia Ji.

Such changes naturally make people who are interested try to dig out a little bit of information. But not many of the Holy Gates knew about it, and no one in the government dared to cooperate with the inquiry.

So it didn't make any waves.

Even if there is, Xia Ji's hand will be extinguished.

In the face of absolute power, all intrigue is farce.

Before winter, Xia Ji came to Xushan Hall alone.

Wei Zhao jumped and explained that he could come here to pick the treasures he fancied.

The halls of the church have all died, and the original ordinary deacons and elders have begun to redistribute resources.

Therefore, the arrival of Xia Ji made them feel extremely threatened, but they were helpless.

But the Lord of the Eight Halls and the Lord of the Void Mountain Hall were already someone else.

The tiger is not in the mountain, and the monkey is called the king.

Now the lord of the Void Mountain Hall calls himself the Little Night King, but he is only a master of the Tianyuan Realm.

They discussed for a long time, and then hid the most precious treasures in advance, and then left some for Xia Ji to choose.

Before the snow falls.

The young man in the python robe appeared in front of the door of the Xushan Hall.

Elder, the Night King greets.

Civilities.

Then get straight to the point.

Moment.

Xia Ji, accompanied by the elders and the Little Night King, began to inspect the Void Mountain Hall.

The Daredevil Xuandian is already in his hands, and this time, he wants to hollow out the remaining treasures of the Void Mountain Hall.

After searching for half a circle, only the expected "Dark Arrow" was used, and the rest was nothing.

It's a bit of an anomaly.

But before Xia Ji could ask questions, a young man with an extremely shredded face ran out from behind the rockery, fell on one knee, and stopped in front of the colorful cobblestone road.

The young man bowed his head and knelt in front of the foreign king, and his voice was neither humble nor high-pitched: "Regent, the villain has something important to report." ”

Before Xia Ji could speak, an elder said angrily: "Yan Lang, who let you come out! A person of your status is not qualified to appear in front of the prince at all, get out!"

The shrewd young man gritted his teeth, he had already made up his mind: "The villain is naturally not qualified to appear in front of the prince, but if someone wants to deceive the prince, the villain is desperate to let the prince know." ”

The elder said: "Tell the truth, grandstand, go down!"

Another elder hurriedly said to Xia Ji: "Lord Wang, this person is the son of a refugee who fled to the north from the Central Plains, my Xushan Palace saw that his qualifications were acceptable, so I took him in, and now I am a miscellaneous servant in my door, I didn't expect to rush into the prince, come... Lord Wang, please come here. ”

Xia Ji snorted coldly.

The sound was like thunder.

The surrounding elders and the Little Night King were all silent, not daring to say anything more.

Xia Ji looked at the shrewd young man and said gently, "Who are you, what do you have to say?"

The shrewd young man said: "The villain Yan Lang is the son of Yan Jiutian, the hero of the Central Plains... Since the Xushan Hall Tongxuan was defeated by the prince, the treasures in the hall have long been moved away by these new elders, and they have hidden their own secrets, so the villain was indignant when he saw this group of elders deceiving the prince so much, so he couldn't help but run out to report it. ”

The elder on the side stepped out and said angrily: "Nonsense!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and was about to fall down, but before he could make a move, he already felt the blood boiling in his body.

Boom!!

Blood red steam erupted from the seven orifices, and the elder fell directly soft, and his body showed a state of boiling red.

The rest of the elders who had to stop it again, as well as the Little Night King, didn't dare to move.

Even fools know that this is the blood boiling demon skill, and it is a mystical method.

Xia Ji looked down at the kneeling young man and said, "Yan Lang, do you know where they hid their things?"

The young man named Luo Jian nodded: "The villain has been quietly observing, and he is going to inform the prince today." ”

Xia Ji smiled and said, "Then you lead the way." ”

Half a day later, Xia Ji really returned with a full load.

In addition to "Dark Arrow", he unexpectedly discovered the third mystic, which was a small black lightless ball, similar to the dark mystery, which was obviously the secret of this Void Mountain Hall.

This mystic method is called "Night Xuanzhang", Xia Ji explored a little and found that there was only one path in it.

In other words, this is most likely a special kind of occultism.

Put away the ball, and then look at the various treasures loaded on the car, the model of the Red Palace, the secret weapon of the Tang Sect, the cultivation jade pendant, the elixir, the divine weapon, the rare armor, etc., Xia Ji knew that the harvest of this trip was enough.

The faces of the elders and the little night king on the side became more and more gloomy.

Xia Ji looked at the shrewd young man and said gently, "Tell me, what do you want?"

Yan Lang hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, "The villain hopes to be able to follow the regent. ”

Xia Ji looked at the young man.

Wearing the clothes of the miscellaneous disciples of the Xushan Hall, but he was clean and tidy, his face was extremely shrewd, and his lips naturally had a touch of curvature, but at this time he was extremely tight, obviously his heart was far from being as calm as it appeared on the surface.

Interesting.

It's funny.

Xia Ji made a decision.

He opened up in the dark, rolled up all the treasures, and then raised his hand to grab the young man's back.

One step out, and in an instant, you are already thousands of kilometers away.

Yan Lang didn't let out a wail, he gritted his teeth tightly, even if his stomach turned over the river and the sea, he didn't say a word!

Xia Ji carried him and ran wildly, but the young man also endured it and was silent.

After passing through the mountains and forests, Chuanze, the two of them were already on the top of a certain mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, which was very spectacular.

Yan Lang's eyes showed a look of envy...

If you can have even one-tenth of the power of the regent, you will have no regrets in this life.

Half a day passed.

Xia Ji stopped suddenly, this is the mountain range at the junction of Wei and Zhao, and further north is the category of the northern bandits.

Drop the boy in his hand.

Yan Lang lay on the ground, his fists clenched, but he couldn't bear it and didn't spit it out, but turned around and knelt down, and said respectfully: "Thank you, Lord Wang, for taking me away." ”

Xia Ji looked at him.

First, he threw out a Xuanqi version of life and death, and then threw out a knife, a book of exercises, and a bottle of pills among the treasures with his hair curled.

Yan Lang was stunned for a moment, and before he could ask, Xia Ji had already spoken: "Survive this winter, I will come to you next year." ”

Yan Lang's eyes showed joy: "This... Is this the first test?"

Xia Ji didn't answer, turned around and stepped away, hundreds of miles away, and disappeared from the eyes of this shrewd young man in an instant.

This is just a small episode for Xia Ji.

He quickly put this matter in his mind, and then began to search for the two dragon qi secret realms that Wei still had.

But the entrances to these secret realms are extremely difficult to find, and the entrances to Wangxiang Mountain and the Meteorite Sea are because of the dragon qi riot, and with the hint of the Yuan Concubine, he can successfully find them...

I searched for a few temples, looked at a few famous mountains, and let go of the senses, but found nothing.

Xia Ji was not troubled, and his mood did not have any waves.

It's just that when the snow falls, there seems to be an ethereal and seeping sound of horses' hooves in the air.

Da Da...

From the sky, as if from the underground, or from a dream, from another dimension.

Xia Ji sat in the Spring Breeze Pavilion, the two junior sisters were fighting their cooking skills, they were so cool to kill the bandits in the spring and autumn time... As soon as they sign up, the bandits will run immediately.

Nima, the regent's quasi-concubine, who dares to mess with this.

The bandits aren't stupid either, and they don't have eyes.

Therefore, in the Spring and Autumn Period, Xia Ji was waging a national war, and these two concubines cleared all the surroundings of the royal capital, which was deeply loved by the people.

"Lord, try the mutton soup I cooked, this sheep is a treasure from King Zhao's tribute, and it is said that it was raised by Mohu. ”

"Lord Wang, let's see if the taste of this fish soup has improved? This fish was brought by a merchant from the Central Plains... It is said that the tribute to those emperors who were supplied to the great powers of the Central Plains was the same. ”

Concubine Jinghua and Concubine Xiang Nuan are competing for favor.

Da Da

The sound of horses' hooves approached, and a cold sense enveloped it, as if a nightmare was about to fall.

Xia Ji waved his hand: "You guys go down first." ”

The two junior sisters didn't dare to be different, and hurriedly answered with an "oh oh" twice, and then ran away unhappily.

There were no bandits to kill in the winter, and it seemed that they needed to find something else to do.

And they didn't get far.

The prince in the python robe saw a black carriage appear outside the Spring Breeze Pavilion, in the heavy snow, with a miserable white face, ghost-like eyes, and charcoal-black mane like burning.