The sun is setting, and the twilight is molten gold.

The Heavenly Realm is located in the south of the Four Realms, and it is higher in the heavens than the southern part of the Human Realm, so the Celestial Realm is the closest realm to the sun in the Five Realms, and the Sun in the Celestial Realm is also the largest in the Five Realms.

The only remaining heat of the setting sun warmed Cang Yuluan's cheeks, and even her light facial features seemed to be a little bright under the illumination of such a dim red light.

She just sat on the eaves of the Nandou Palace, her legs hanging in the air, and beside her was the gorgeous and lifeless glass phoenix with the eaves corner, and the martyrdom leaned on the wingtips of the phoenix, just like that, she sat for a long time.

Today's scenes replayed over and over again in her mind, from childhood to adulthood, she really rarely won Zhan Qinghuang, especially on such a major and critical occasion.

She appeared when Zhan Qinghuang lost everything, she won, and after a short period of joy came a long pain, because she knew that this victory was not worth it.

Now Zhan Qinghuang has everything, she has won, but she is still unhappy because it is not worth it. It's not that this thing doesn't deserve to be happy, it's that this thing of happiness doesn't deserve to appear in someone like her.

She wanted to laugh, but she couldn't, maybe she should find someone to share this moment, and no one could really understand her. She didn't dare to let others understand, it was precisely because she understood herself too well that she felt unworthy.

Maybe the boy who gave her the word "prison" jade pendant would understand, but if she could, she would rather never see him again.

She picked up the light of martyrdom and placed it gently on her lap, even sighing like a self-deprecating laugh.

"Maybe, from the moment I get you, I won't win again."

But so what? The strongest right-handed sword in the heavenly realm is in her hand, and the inheritance of the Heavenly Emperor is shining in the center of her eyebrows, she is the one who has the last laugh, she must be.

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On the other hand, the afternoon of the Big Dipper Hall was a completely different situation.

The sword qi collided with the stone pillar and made a continuous sound, and Zhan Qinghuang waved the darkness, each sword light was sharp and fast.

Obviously, it was two powerful sword qi that were swung out, but after leaving the body, the sword speed doubled, turning into a sword rain and waving away towards the stone pillar, which was fine and silent, but at the moment of contact with the stone pillar, it made a terrifying piercing sound.

The left and right hand swordsmanship is of the same origin, countless extremely high-speed stabs, and the afterimages connected together, just like swinging the sword qi like a cloud, in this way, the lightness and swiftness of the darkness is no longer her barrier, but a help.

If Cang Yuluan was present, she would definitely be surprised to find that Zhan Qinghuang's sword rain that combined the subtleties of the left and right hand swordsmanship was just like the electric shower that fell from the sky above the thunder pool on the day of her trip to the demon world.

Zhan Qinghuang has no experience in the thunder pool, nor does she have the adventure of thunder entering the body, she draws strengths from Cang Yuluan's attack, just through her own understanding of the sword, she has created a sword technique with the power of thunder and lightning, which is wonderful.

Maybe Cang Yuluan knew that her swordsmanship would never surpass her, so she had to arm herself by other means no matter what.

The instinctive exhaustion of her body made Zhan Qinghuang's movements gradually slow down, but she didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, and continued to practice.

She had to adapt her body and mind to this new sword move so that she could use it on the battlefield to defeat the enemy.

Just as she was about to continue practicing her sword moves, a voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

"Zhan Qinghuang!"

"Who?"

Zhan Qinghuang's eyes were a little more shocking, not because she had discovered anything, but because she had found nothing.

"It's me." Compared with the previous abruptness, this time Zhan Qinghuang heard this strong voice clearly, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief. "Come to the Cangwu Palace, I'll wait for you."

In just half a stick of incense, Zhan Qinghuang had already retracted his wings and landed outside the Cangwu Palace.

The top of the mountain is paved with green glazed tiles, and the snow-white palace wall is like the sky reflecting the snow. It is not as magnificent as the Nine Clouds Palace, but it has an inviolable majesty.

It was nominally hers, but she had never been there for many years.

After many years, things are wrong.

The door of the hall was closed, too tall for her who originally wanted to sneak out to play, but it couldn't stop her now. Zhan Qinghuang clicked his feet on the ground and jumped directly over the gate without any fluctuation.

"Set up an enchantment ......" Feeling a layer of spiritual power that was enough to keep people below the Qingjing Realm out of her body, she pursed her lips slightly, her face solemn.

Instead of choosing to continue flying, she walked up the stairs along the side of the railing, the relief of the royal road was the familiar pattern of the Nine Phoenix Dynasty, and the pure white stone did not have a trace of flaw, but she knew that the flesh and blood inside could not be wiped clean.

This is such a quiet and solemn, inviolable, the burial place of the people of the Phoenix tribe, which should be called the Phoenix Tomb.

Straight past the main hall that was braving the cold because she hadn't seen the sun for a long time, Zhan Qinghuang walked into the side hall, she didn't know where the voice came from, but she knew that the Emperor Chongming and the Elder Feng Jiuyuan, who was regarded as a confidant by the Emperor of Heaven, often discussed here.

She knocked on the knocker slowly.

"Come in."

Pushing the door in, I saw the Xiantian Emperor sitting on the edge of the couch, fading the appearance of the emperor with a red robe and a green belt and a glass crown, changing into a green coat, and tying his hair with a Xuan belt.

Zhan Qinghuang couldn't even find a little mana on his body, and what was in front of her seemed to be just a mortal.

Seeing such a congenital emperor, Zhan Qinghuang was still a little difficult to adapt to in his heart. But this is a decision made by the Emperor herself, and she has no right to put her beak as a courtier.

"Zhan Qinghuang, come here."

Hearing the Xiantian Emperor calling him, Zhan Qinghuang immediately stepped forward and said, "Huang is here, please speak." ”

When it comes to the position of the Emperor of Heaven, rules are rules, so at this moment, no matter how much Zhan Qinghuang respects and obeys the man in front of him, the word "Your Majesty" cannot be said again.

"Don't be formal, I'm not the Emperor of Heaven anymore, here, I'm just an ordinary person who comes to visit my old friend and take care of my old friend's daughter." Regarding her reaction, Luan Jiuhuang, who had already stepped down as the Emperor of Heaven, only smiled slightly.

"Do you know why I called you?"

"I don't know, please make it clear."

Luan Jiuhuang smiled faintly, only to see that his wrist flicked, and a cluster of feathers that was exactly the same as the Emperor Ling given to Cang Yuluan today appeared in his palm.

"This, hasn't Di Ling already passed on to Cang Yuluan? This is ...... again" Zhan Qinghuang didn't know what he meant, and forgot how to say it for a while.

Luan Jiuhuang looked at her with a rare frightened expression, a little funny, and said: "The Emperor Ling that has been passed down from generation to generation between the Heavenly Emperors has indeed been passed on to Cang Yuluan, and this is the Emperor Ling that I have condensed myself. ”

"This, the successive Heavenly Emperors are all at the extreme of the Purple Realm, and no one has ever done this......"

"The extreme of the purple realm is not good, but the top of the purple realm can." Seeing Zhan Qinghuang's eyes widen for a moment, with an expression of disbelief, Luan Jiuhuang chuckled, put his finger to his lips, and shook his head, "Heaven has an order, and you can't say anything, but for me, losing my strength is not something worth worrying about." ”

"The heavens will change, and the two of you are the ones whose destiny variables. Perhaps, the sword will cut through the sky and stop the battle for a long time, just around the corner. ”

Zhan Qinghuang took over Di Ling, and she understood that this was the future and destiny of the Heavenly Clan.

"No, Zhan Qinghuang will live up to the trust."

"'Colorless Extreme Realm, Body Fusion Heavenly Dao, Feel Free', I'm just the spokesperson of Heavenly Dao." The mark on the center of his eyebrows disappeared completely, and Luan Jiuhuang lowered his eyes, as if he was a little tired. "If you are all right, leave first, I will travel far away in the near future, and before I go, I will be here to accompany my old friends."

"Don't worry about it, that junior of the green realm, let him go and pass the word."

Not far from the Cangwu Palace, a black shadow swept by, and then rushed towards the South Dipper Palace.

"Your Highness, the conversation between the Innate Emperor and Zhan Qinghuang is not to be heard, but the two of them act, as you said." Emerging from the shadows again, it was Nandou's Doom.

Hearing the news, Cang Yuluan's left hand clenched tightly, and he let go of his beard again.

"If that's the case—that's fine, that's great."

If there is less indebtedness in the heart, the illusion of perfection will not be so easily broken.