Even with such a powerful ability as teleportation, Lu Lian still felt like her heart was being grasped by the invisible hand of the god of death...... can kill the underworld in seconds, even the strongest soul master of the Lantai family can't do it, that young man who appeared out of thin air, how can he really do it.

Lu Lian suppressed the fear in her heart and tried her best to escape, and began to question the information of the upper echelons in her heart, which clearly said that the rest was just a girl with a weak blood in the Tai family, but what she saw was that the last bloodline of the Lan Tai family was not at the same level as them at all, and she and Ming didn't even see the girl make a move, it was by no means an ordinary, thin-blooded Lan Tai vein.

"How...... Yes? The hand that came out of the chest from behind was as white as jade with clear bones, Lu Lian's body was still running by inertia, but the heart in the chest cavity was taken out from behind, and the blood hole on the chest was bowl-size, gushing blood outward.

Then her body was grabbed by a hand and thrown backwards, before her body hit the ground, she was entangled in a dark red vine, and quickly dragged into the city, Lu Lian's eyes widened, and in the chaotic sight, she bumped into the girl's light head, with a smile as light as smoke on her face, and her smile was full of haze.

The dust finally settled, and the wind blew from the east, carrying with it the salty smell unique to the sea.

At noon, the blue sky is like washing, two teenagers sit side by side on the protruding rocks of the coast, dip their feet in the water, let the clear and pure sea water wash the surface of their feet, itching and swishing, making people feel happy.

The girl with short ear-length hair tilted her head slightly, staring at the occasional white seabird passing leisurely, her robe was very shabby, which could cover her body, and there were traces of dried blood on it, and there were traces of being scratched by sharp objects, and her white and tender skin was faintly visible.

The winter sea breeze carries a biting chill, but these two children don't seem to feel it, Taiying doesn't care, ghosts don't get cold.

"Look!" The girl pointed to the place where the sea and the sky met, and her smile was very flawless, as was the amber in a glass bottle, "He's coming!" ”

The ghost's lips opened and closed a few times, but there was still no sound, and there was a sad look in the young deer's warm eyes—he hadn't spoken for too long, and all he could come out of his throat was a beastly roar, and he had learned it for a long time, but he still couldn't utter a full syllable.

"It's okay, Yu." Taiying smiled very gently and forgiving at the ghost, and patted the young man's hand soothingly, "There will be a way." ”

Since the strength of the Spirit Clan was weakened and the Ghost Fang Clan rebelled against the alliance, the Snow Clan relied on the ability given by the gods to unify all the tribes and slaughter all the remaining Ghost Fang Clan, laying the cornerstone of the iron-blooded rule of the Zhurong Relic Empire.

The Zhurong Relic Empire has been established for hundreds of years, the rule is deep-rooted, the imperial iron law formulated by the founding emperor himself is engraved on the stone tablet that spans dozens of miles, the place where the stele stands, is where the imperial capital of the Zhurong Relic Clan is located, with the stele as the boundary, the lower people live in the east, and the upper people live in the west. The Prophet, on the other hand, dwelt on the Channeling Platform, which was suspended between the white clouds, a place that only those who had been summoned by the Prophet could reach.

However, tonight, the empire's six witches and one Zhu Rong remnant emperor were summoned by the prophet and gathered on the Tongshen Terrace, Yun

On the misty platform, the twelve-fold doors of the temple opened layer by layer from the inside out, and the prophet stepped out in a silver-trimmed gold-trimmed prophetic obedience embroidered with the wisdom beast Bai Ze.

This was the first time that the current Prophet had stepped out of the temple, and the crowd standing outside the temple bowed their heads slightly, avoiding the Prophet's eyes—no one could look directly into the Prophet's eyes.

The footsteps of "click, click, click" slowly passed through the crowd, and the only prophet in the empire who could talk to the gods stood still on the edge of the platform, reaching out to touch the white clouds floating in the air, the prophetic robe was agitated by the wind blowing in the sky, and the long silver-gray hair fluttered unscrupulously, "The gods said that the stars are in the east, and the disaster is in the north," the prophet's face with his back to the people rose empty, as if he had fallen into a dream, and his voice began to drift, "The people who should not exist must be reunited from the void, and the spirits of the dead who have passed away are about to set foot on the land of the empire." ……”

Hearing such an ominous prophecy, the supreme ruler of the empire still did not raise his head, and only said indifferently: "Anything that threatens the existence of the empire, kill!"

A weak young man with a pale face next to him suddenly raised his head, looked directly at the back of the prophet, his eyes were shining, like a long-hungry beast smelling blood, and his cheeks flushed with shyness, as if the young man who was just starting to fall in love met the girl he had been secretly in love with for a long time, "Please tell the prophet the root cause of the disaster, Wu Yang is willing to fight for the empire!" His voice trembled slightly because of his excitement, "The blood of the enemy can feed the most powerful soldiers...... The empire has been quiet long enough......"

"Is the slaughter going to start again?" A middle-aged beautiful woman with a cold face looked at Wu Yang's slightly distorted face with excitement, and couldn't hide her disgust, "You Wu Yang are really disgust......ing from generation to generation."

"Hehe......" Wu Yang gently covered his lips with his hand, covering the sneer at the corner of his lips, and staring at Wu Fan with gloomy eyes, "Do you want to try our more disgusting methods?" ”

"Enough!" The young Emperor Qi Diao Jinli said lightly, stopping Wu Fan's angry reprimand who was about to exit, "The enemy has not yet arrived, do you want to have civil strife first?" Prophet, might have deduced the exact location of the Chaos Star and the Calamity? ”

The Prophet, who had been silent since the beginning of the dispute between the Six Witches, said with a blank face, "No. After a moment of silence, the prophet who could predict good luck and evil withdrew his hand that had penetrated into the clouds, and the wide sleeves of his robe covered the blood that flashed in his palm, and the prophet's face was almost transparent in an instant, "The chaotic star has completed its splitting and escaped into the sea of stars, and no one can track it anymore, and the disaster, the disaster of the empire, do you still need to calculate?" The oracle had been delivered, and the blue-eyed prophet seemed tired of such conversations, "Go ye." ”

The pure white crane hovering above the platform descended gracefully, and the lacquer carving Jinli stroked the crane's silky brocade feathers, "So, retire, prophet." The moment he turned over and sat on the back of the crane, his eyes instantly darkened.

Wu Peng, Wu Di, Wu Yang, Wu Xu, Wu Fan, and Wu Xiang bowed to the prophet in unison, and were also led down to the platform by the crane.

"Your Majesty doesn't seem to be very happy!"

"Hasn't he been unhappy all the time?" Wu Xu, who was walking with Wu Xiang, smiled and answered, "But,

The ...... that haunts His Majesty the most It is the most inseparable from him. ”

Wu Yang in front turned his head, lightly picked the corners of his lips at the two witches, smiled harmlessly and innocently, patted the crane under him, and quickly went away.

Yuan Zheng woke up in extreme cold, as soon as Fang opened his eyes, a transparent gauze scarf hit his cheeks, just covering his eyes, and he subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to remove the thing that blocked his vision, but found that his hand directly touched the skin, and the scarf seemed to exist at all.

"Don't move," the man standing in front of him said casually, and then walked towards Yuan Zheng from where he was standing, "The light here is too strong, don't move the silk scarf if you don't want to be blind." ”

It was a young man with black hair, slender eyebrows and sideburns, eyes like autumn crystals, a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and a face with smart eyebrows and unmatched—it didn't look malicious.

Yuan Zheng sat up strongly, and saw the fast-moving glacier below through the silk scarf, the endless glacier was like a mirror reflecting the noon sun, and even if he was in the sky, he could feel the intensity of the light. If you listen closely, you can hear the strange popping sound of the wind—the rapid flickering of huge wings.

He was sitting on the broad back of a pure black giant beast, the wind in the air was as cold as ever, and he silently wrapped his robe tightly - the true yuan in his body could not be mobilized at all, and the broken tendons would really affect the recovery of the body, even if the true yuan kept turning, it couldn't gather at all, and it was completely unable to keep out the cold.

"I picked you up," the young boy said in a very energetic voice, and without waiting for Yuan Zheng to react, he couldn't wait to continue, "If you don't have a place to go, you can follow me later...... And I saved you, and you have to repay me! ”

Yuan Zheng didn't speak, just stared at the young man with his dark eyes, until the young man turned his eyes away in embarrassment, and then said coldly, "Who are you?" ”

The young man turned his head slightly, avoiding his sharp gaze, and said honestly, "My name is Jiu Fangze, I really saved you," for fear that he would not believe it, the young man pointed to the place that had been swept far away, and said, "Well, at that time, you were lying on an icicle, half of your body was hanging outside the icicle, if it weren't for my little nine sharp eyes, you would have fallen into a meat pie, even if you didn't fall, you would have frozen into a popsicle, so I saved you......" Saying this, the young man raised his head extremely proudly, The giant beast under him seemed to understand the master's praise, and immediately echoed a hissing sound - the eagle roar like a cloud-piercing brocade resounded in the sky, and then the huge black eagle suddenly increased its speed, and Jiufang Ze, who was caught off guard, fell on Yuan Zheng's body.

Yuan Zheng only felt that the bones in his body were broken again, and a painful moan unconsciously overflowed from his mouth.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," the young man hurriedly got up, apologizing and reprimanding the black eagle under him, "Xiao Jiu, you're naughty again, next time you do this, I'll beat you!" ”

Xiao Jiu let out a low chirp of disdain, as if he was laughing at the boy who was talking big.

Yuan Zheng couldn't restrain himself anymore and coughed lowly, his chest rising and falling violently, half

Tian couldn't get up, but his eyes shot sharply at Jiu Fangze - he had better not mean to.

Jiu Fangze didn't get a bargain in the battle with Xiao Jiu, touched his nose, squatted in front of Yuan Zheng in a gray manner, his face was full of guilt and embarrassment, and said, "I'm sorry, Xiao Jiu is a little willful sometimes." ”

"Let it settle down!" Yuan Zheng rubbed the corners of his forehead, feeling a little headache, the beast under him was too arrogant, its speed was still accelerating, at such a speed, the wind in the sky became very fatal to him who could not use the True Yuan Protector, and he even felt that there was blood on his cheek - a wound cut by the wind in the sky.

Yuan Zheng's sternness made the young man even more at a loss, looking at the inexplicable bleeding wound on his face, the sluggish young man didn't react, he just reached out in a panic to cover the wound on Yuan Zheng's face, and his speech was a little unfavorable, "Don't die, don't die, obviously no one touches you, why is it bleeding...... Woo, I finally met someone...... Woo woo" big tears just fell from the bright eyes.

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